It was an incomparably brilliant cluster of light, although it was tiny, but in Long Xuan's eyes, it seemed to be as great and eternal as an ancient world. At the moment when Long Xuan's consciousness came into contact with it......

"Boom-"

It is like breaking away the dark clouds and seeing the moon, just like riding the wind and waves to know the sea. As soon as he arrived, a strange and passionate voice sounded in Long Xuan's mind: "There is a way too much, so as to prove it." Heaven is damaged but people's hearts are not lost, humanity is damaged but the sword heart is not broken......"

“…… Kendo gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things. The One of All Things, the Mother of the Way of the Sword; All things, three thousand swords. Innate vitality is called yin and yang, yin and yang are combined, the avenue can be expected, and immortality can be obtained......"

This voice, which was first used for "reading", gradually became "groaning", and the sound became louder and louder, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, shocking people's hearts; It's like an ancient ceremony, solemn!

"Don't fall into your heart, don't lose your self, heaven and the world, only I ......"

When the voice gradually fell silent, Long Xuan's heart was set off a stormy wave, this breath, there can be no mistake, it is the "Taixuan Sword Sutra" that he still held in his hand in his previous life, and he doesn't know who created this "Taixuan Sword Sutra", so domineering, so whimsical, it is actually going to evolve three thousand avenues into three thousand sword paths, it is simply breathtaking!

At this time, when Long Xuan was stunned, there was another change in the sea of knowledge, where the light cluster was, the light was deposited, revealing a simple Taoist book, "Bang la la-" The pages of the book turned over, and one by one the inscriptions shining with golden light emerged from it, forming a peerless image of a woman with elegance - the bright moon is in the sky, the lonely peak stands, the Changming Pagoda blooms with inextinguishable brilliance, a peerless female swordsman wearing a plain white swordsman suit, with a delicate face and long hair floating, standing proudly on the top of the Changming Pagoda.

The woman is as immobile as a mountain, her body is level with the bright moon, and she is indifferent, but she has another arrogant spirit in the world. The woman holds the sword in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other, as if she is about to draw it out of its sheath, and what is even more bizarre is that no matter which angle you look at, you can feel that the blade is pointing at the viewer.

As if sensing that someone was watching, the woman's hand pulling out the sword was pulled out by half an inch, and the long sword was also unsheathed by half an inch, "Hmph-" Long Xuan snorted, and his consciousness rolled back and returned to his body.

He stood up abruptly and inhaled deeply, at this time, the "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" and the "Nine Heavens Xuan Sutra" had stopped running, and the mana and true yuan in the Longxuan Dantian were stabilized in the middle of the Jindan Second Transformation Realm and the Yuqing Dual Realm, and the chaotic-colored dantian was divided into two distinct areas, one up and down, the upper part of the dantian was suspended with a purple mana golden pill, and the lower part of the dantian was filled with the Xuanqing Taiji True Yuan. Long Xuan's mind moved, and in an instant, "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" and "Nine Heavens Xuanjing" were running again, and the two qi of yin and yang and the aura of heaven and earth were infused again, but they were surprisingly regular, and they were no longer out of control!

Long Xuan touched his nose, revealing a hint of strangeness, for the Taoist book of "Taixuan Sword Sutra" that stole his knowledge of the sea, he was really speechless, calming down the strangeness of the dantian, balancing the mana and true yuan in the body, as well as the solemn and majestic light cluster like the world, the female swordsman who stood proudly with a sword...... Vaguely, Long Xuan felt as if he had come into contact with a big secret, but unfortunately there was still a thin veil blocking before this secret......

"That's it! Since you have chosen me, one day you will let me know this secret! ”

………………

Xiao Yicai's face was strange and abnormal, and he took the new junior brother Long Xuan to the back mountain, and along the way, he kept peeking at the young man who followed him with an indifferent face, as if he wanted to see if he had three heads and six arms.

After a long time, Rao is Long Xuan II was a human being, and he couldn't stand such a strange burning gaze, he touched his face and chuckled: "Senior Brother Xiao, is there anything wrong with the little brother?" ”

Xiao Yicai shook his head and pondered for a long time before he said: "It's an eye-opener for my brother, and the little junior brother has cultivated into a Yuqing double in one night, which is really embarrassing!" ”

"Senior Brother Xiao has an overreputation, it's just a fluke breakthrough!"

Xiao Yicai shook his head, but said with a smile: "Cultivation is a journey, and you change your life against the sky, how can you be lucky......

Talking and laughing, the brothers and sisters have arrived at a place where there are many thin bamboos, the bamboo joints are ink-colored all over, and the wrists are thick, but they are very slender, Xiao Yicai's wrist flicked, and a firewood knife appeared in his hand, and handed it to Long Xuan: "Little junior brother, this is it, you can cut a bamboo knot every day for the next three months!" ”

"Only one cut so thin?" Long Xuan was surprised.

"Try it!" Xiao Yicai said with a hint of amusement and expectation on his face.

Long Xuan nodded, picked up the firewood knife and walked to a thin bamboo, looked up and down, and slashed it with a knife. Hearing only a crisp sound, the firewood knife turned out to be like a stubborn stone, which shocked Long Xuan's palms numb. The thin bamboo was cut by him, tilted forward, and bounced back after a while, thanks to Long Xuan's full attention, it flashed in time, and was not knocked on the door of the head by the rebounding thin bamboo.

Long Xuan frowned slightly, only a faint white mark was left where the bamboo was cut, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"Haha, junior brother, you know it's amazing, my Qingyun disciple's introductory homework is not so simple...... Hey? Xiao Yicai was about to start laughing, but his eyes suddenly widened and he let out a sound of surprise.

Long Xuan held the firewood knife, closed his eyes slightly, as if he had entered a realm of gods and clarity in an instant, cut down one by one, and made a series of Ding Dong sounds, but it seemed to contain some kind of strange rhythm, if you look closely, you can find that the angle of Long Xuan's firewood knife is almost exactly the same, and it is slashed in the same place of the bamboo joint, and every time the bamboo is bounced back, it is cut again, and the bamboo is cut again.

Xiao Yicai, who was on the side, subconsciously wiped his eyes, and the young man chopping bamboo in front of him seemed to have turned into a swordsmanship master, showing him the supreme meaning of swordsmanship.

"Huh!" Not far away, an old man holding a broom and dressed in plain clothes was suddenly stunned, and let out a startled sound, to enter such a divine realm, unless this person's combat talent or intuition is terrifyingly strong, or his own kendo attainments are extremely profound, but no matter which point, it is too sensational to put it on a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy......

At this time, Long Xuan's face was cold, one knife after another, one knife was faster than one knife, and one knife was stronger than another, "No! It's not enough, it's not perfect enough, the strength can be increased again, and the speed can be increased again......" Long Xuan groaned in his heart, grinding the gap between his body and the battle consciousness of his previous life.

Although this body is in the "Innate Dao Body", compared with Long Xuan's previous life, it is weak, and the fit between the blade and the body in his hand has not been tempered by the previous life, and now Long Xuan does not use the true yuan mana, and the strength card that can be exerted is only afraid that it is less than one thousandth of the peak of the previous life.

But even so, it was one in a thousand sword immortals.

On the night of the moonlight, the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky! The trajectory of the firewood knife is more and more agile, as if it has life, that is his sword, his blade, the range that his blade can envelop, is his country!

"Those who are good at swords, the sword has a spirit, and the sword moves above the nine heavens! Yes, that's what it feels like! Long Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of essence light bloomed in his eyes, his body moved with his heart, and the firewood knife slashed a mysterious trajectory in mid-air!

"Smack-" "Click-"

Only two crisp sounds were heard, Long Xuan snorted, his feet were soft, he half-knelt on the ground, and the last knife, the firewood knife in his hand suddenly broke, but before it broke, the sharp edge of the front end of the firewood knife elegantly cut through the last part of the thin bamboo.

Sawdust flies and bamboo leaves flutter......

The thin bamboo slowly slid down along the smooth incision, making a "sparse" sound, leaving only Long Xuan, who was panting for breath, and two wide-eyed onlookers......