The sound of rain was dripping, and the water droplets under the eaves fell like a silver curtain.

The atmosphere in the main hall is subtle.

Xu Yuan didn't understand why he was suddenly quiet, and he couldn't understand why the people next to him were staring at him without saying a word.

Big-eyed staring.

Glancing at Xu Yinhe on the main seat, and then at Feng Jiuxuan standing at the door, Xu Yuan retracted his gaze and looked at Xu Changge on the opposite side.

“.”

Xu Changge directly ignored Xu Yuan's gaze.

When Feng Jiuxuan's sword emitted a faint trembling sound, he could sense some faint fluctuations, but they were not very clear.

Although he is also a sword cultivator, he is no longer pure.

And in terms of cultivation attainments, he is also slightly inferior to his father and maternal uncle, and he can't make a conclusion.

"Whew-"

With a metallic groan, Feng Jiuxuan pulled out the saber at his waist without hurrying.

Xu Yinhe watched Feng Jiuxuan's actions, but did not speak.

It's the default.

The corners of Xu Yuan's eyes jumped.

The appearance of this maternal uncle walking towards him step by step with a sword is much more oppressive than the original big ice mound.

"Da"

"Da"

"Da"

The man in white is dressed in snow, the sound of his boots stepping on the stone slab, accompanied by the rain outside the house, is very poetic.

In the silence of the rain,

Feng Jiuxuan walked in front of Xu Yuan and stood still, while Qing Yuan, who exuded a sharp glow, was held in his hand.

It should be worried that the spirit sword will be too sharp and hurt Xu Yuan's six-grade little garbage.

Xu Yuan's eyes flickered for a moment, and he slowly got up:

"Uncle."

Feng Jiuxuan looked at Xu Yuan, didn't make a fuss, and directly raised the hand holding Qin Yuan:

"Take it."

“.”

Silence.

Xu Yuan looked at the hilt of the Qianyuan sword handed over by Feng Jiuxuan, did not take it, but raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, and said with a smile:

"Uncle, didn't you never let us touch this Jingyuan sword?"

Qingyuan is a sword cast by the "famous craftsman Qiansheng" a hundred years ago when he celebrated the 100th birthday of the head of the Feng family.

Later, at the beginning of his uncle's cultivation, his grandfather gave it to him, and the decades of companionship have cultivated a spiritual charm.

The Spirit Sword will recognize the Lord.

In layman's terms,

Except for Feng Jiuxuan, if anyone else dares to touch it, this sword itself will cut you.

Feng Jiuxuan is not a riddler, he is very simply:

"It seems like it's happy to see you, so give it a try."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan glanced sideways at Xu Yinhe on the main seat.

Xu Yinhe bowed at him.

“.”

Seeing this, Xu Yuan's heart was crossed, and he directly raised his hand to pick it up.

The two saints were guarding the side, they couldn't let him be cut down by this spirit sword, right?

While thinking about it, Xu Yuan took the Qingyuan handed by Feng Jiuxuan directly.

But the moment he touched the hilt, he instantly felt that the sword seemed to tremble.

However, when he completely grasped the hilt of the sword, the glass-like sword body suddenly glowed with a burst of fluorescence, and he calmed down, and there was no sign of moving to cut him.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan's eyes had a touch of thoughtfulness.

In silence,

Xu Yinhe asked out loud:

"How?"

Feng Jiuxuan glanced back at Xu Yinhe:

"Changtian has a sword in his body, and Qin Yuan does not reject him."

"Harmless?"

"Harmless."

As he spoke, Feng Jiuxuan looked at Xu Yuan who was holding the abyss again: "Changtian, you swing it with all your might." ”

Xu Yuan already understood what the two elders were discussing, and said hesitantly:

"Do you want to use sword skills?"

"Hmm." Feng Jiuxuan nodded: "Your strongest sword technique." ”

Xu Yuan glanced at Xu Changge silently, and asked again:

"Where?"

Because outsiders are not allowed to enter the inner court, if anything is broken, they have to repair themselves, so they can only cut people.

"Whatever you want." Feng Jiuxuan comforted: "It's going to be fine." ”

“.”

Xu Yuan stopped talking, took a deep breath, and silently began to operate the Blood Yuan Heart Technique.

And as his Yuan Qi operated, a touch of blood gradually appeared on the glass-like sword body of the Qianyuan Sword.

Bloody Jade Round Dance.

Flash of blood, a splash of ink rings appeared in the air.

Without warning, Xu Yuan slashed at Xu Changge on the side.

“.” Xu Changge.

"Hum—"

The sword skills and the sharpness of the abyss made it seem as if it could cut through everything.

A hurricane quietly rose, long hair fluttered, and blood and ink dissipated in an instant.

Two fingers stuck the sword body, and the Qianyuan sword in Xu Yuan's hand could not be used to advance an inch.

Look at each other for a breath,

Xu Changge glanced at Xu Yuan deeply:

"Changtian, I've grown up."

“.”

Xu Yuan frowned and quietly retreated behind Feng Jiuxuan.

"Alright, let go."

Xu Yinhe interrupted the conversation between the two and looked at Feng Jiuxuan:

"It seems that Changtian was taken away by the girl surnamed Ran, and it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, is it Tianmen Mountain?"

After Xu Changge let go, Feng Jiuxuan casually recalled the Qin Yuan in Xu Yuan's hand into the sheath:

"It's really the one from Tianmen Mountain."

Tianmen Mountain?

Hearing this term in the conversation between the two, Xu Yuan was stunned.

After a moment of silence, he asked aloud:

"Father, is that Tianmen Mountain really cut out by people?"

Up to now, Xu Yuan can be regarded as having seen the battle between top powerhouses.

That time in the secret realm of Qionghua.

Although Tianyan and Yu Chu are only Yuan Chu and Shen Fan, they can be regarded as the top combat power in this world.

And the damage caused by the two of them is not an order of magnitude at all compared to the hundreds of feet of Tianmen on Tianmen Mountain.

Xu Yinhe looked sideways when he heard this:

"What are you asking for?"

Xu Yuan is simple and straightforward:

"I'm curious about how strong a person in this world can be."

Xu Yinhe spit out a sentence:

"The military formation, you can't leave such a thing as Jianyun."

Although the words are point-to-point, the meaning is very clear, the military array can do it, but it can't leave the sword Yun.

The gate of heaven was indeed slashed open by a sword.

Xu Yuan found that his breathing was a little short, and looked at the two saint elders in front of him:

"Father, can you and your uncle do it?"

Xu Yinhe didn't speak.

Feng Jiuxuan shook his head slightly:

"It's basically impossible, that unknown kendo powerhouse should have fought with his life to cut out that sword, and that's why there will be a sword Yun left on the Heavenly Gate."

It's basically impossible, which means that there is still a slight possibility.

However, this uncle's words made Xu Yuan think of a question.

Since these two elders knew that the Tianmen on Tianmen Mountain could comprehend the sword essence, why would they let it go?

Although it is not clear what this thing is for the time being, it should be related to Daoyun.

In this way, this Tianmen is also a treasure at the same level as the succubus sakura, even if it is located in the depths of the Wanxing Mountains, no one has touched it.

And Xu Yinhe seemed to see Xu Yuan's thoughts, and laughed softly:

"The Heavenly Gate has been around for about 10,000 years, and in addition to the innate sword bones and other physiques, the sword essence on the Heavenly Gate can also be sensed by your uncle."

Saying that, Xu Yinhe made the following comments on Tianmen Jianyun:

"Useless to the strong, lethal to the weak."

“.”

Xu Yuan's heart instantly understood.

It was naturally impossible for people like Feng Jiuxuan and Xu Changge to give up their cultivation for the sake of that sword cloud.

And the kendo physique that has just entered the cultivation is estimated to have died a lot on Tianmen Mountain before.

Now that the cultivation system is perfect, who is willing to let their own genius gamble on a possibility.

Just thinking about it,

Feng Jiuxuan, who was dressed in white on the side, suddenly said:

"Since Changtian has comprehended the sword essence, when I return from this trip, he will follow me to cultivate the sword."

I didn't ask Xu Yuan about this, but Xu Yinhe.

Xu Yinhe did not hesitate and replied directly:

"You ask Changtian himself about this."

Feng Jiuxuan looked sideways at Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan did not answer immediately.

Compared with the prime minister's father, this uncle is idle all day long.

Juggernaut's unreserved personal teaching, a very tempting offer.

However, Xu Yuan still said honestly:

"But I already have the exercises."

"Cultivating the sword doesn't mean that you want to change the cultivation method."

Feng Jiuxuan smiled slightly, and explained softly: "The exercises are just cultivation, and that's not what I want to teach you." ”

Xu Yuan frowned and asked, "What's that?" ”

Feng Jiuxuan glanced at Xu Changge sideways, and asked Xu Yuan:

"Changtian, do you know why Changge can easily cut the same rank?"

Xu Yuan thought for a moment and replied:

"Because of talent?"

Xu Changge, who was on the side, snorted and laughed meaninglessly when he heard this.

Feng Jiuxuan smiled slightly:

"Talent and on-the-spot response are really important, but they are not the most important.

"Nowadays, the secret techniques have basically reached the extreme, but the vast majority of so-called geniuses are just following the rules."

"Take the sword technique you just used in Changtian, it's really powerful, but do you know why?"

Saying,

Jing Yuan came out of the sheath, and Feng Jiuxuan waved it in the air at will.

forthwith

A white ink-splashed round dance appeared out of thin air!

“？”

Looking at the picture in front of him, Xu Yuan opened his mouth.

This. This mother-in-law actually copied the Blood Ink Jade Round Dance at a glance?

Looking at Xu Yuan, who was stunned, Feng Jiuxuan said with a smile:

"When I get back, I'll teach you kendo."

Speaking of which,

Returning the sword to the sheath, he turned around and left in white, stepped out of the main hall, and disappeared in the rain.

Today is a bit of a carvin, single more

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