Seeing this old man's deity, Long Xuan's pupils shrank into a little almost instantly, and an extremely terrifying feeling rose from his vest - in his spiritual sense, this old man seemed to be a boundless ocean, and his gestures could cause the aura around his body to fluctuate, and there seemed to be a faint golden light embellishment above the gate of heaven above his head!

The true yuan turns into the sea, the heavenly gate induces qi, and returns to the basics - the peak of scattered immortals! In other words, this old man's cultivation had reached an incredible level like the peak of the Shangqing Dynasty. In the past three months, in addition to cultivating Xuangong and participating in the Dao Zang, Long Xuan has also read through many miscellaneous articles, and has a preliminary understanding of this Shenzhou world, and the Taiqing realm only exists in rumors. The Shangqing realm is the skill level of the elders of the two realms of righteousness and demons. At the peak of Shangqing, in this world, he definitely belongs to the level of the master of a great sect, but he didn't expect that in front of him, he let himself meet one!

My own luck! Long Xuan smiled bitterly in his heart, he had only been here for three months, but he had met the top masters of Taiqing and Shangqing one after another. Ordinary people, even in their lifetime, may not have this fate!

Of course, for Long Xuan at this moment, this fate can be described as a bad fate. Watching the old man in front of him gradually approach, Long Xuan put the green steel sword in his hand back into the scabbard. In his previous life, he was also a master of the first realm of scattered immortals, and his understanding of this realm was naturally not low. If the old man in front of him wants to make a move on himself, he won't have the power to fight back at all!

As if seeing Long Xuan's vigilance, the old man smiled faintly, but waved his hand and said: "Don't panic, the old man is also a member of Qingyunmen, Xiaoyou doesn't need to panic, but I don't know when my Qingyunmen came to you again, who are you?" ”

"Kid Long Xuan, a little disciple of the Grace Master Dao Xuan, today I have no intention of disturbing the seniors' Qing Xiu, and I ask the seniors to forgive their sins!" Long Xuan stood with his sword in his hands, saluted the old man, and said respectfully. Since the old man is from Qingyunmen, he is also the hidden power of the elder's generation, so he can naturally afford to worship Long Xuan.

When the old man heard this, he didn't answer, looking at the deep forest in the distance, his eyes were deep and complicated, and he seemed to recall many past events because of Long Xuan's words. After a while, the old man finally came back to his senses, but he chuckled and said, "Hehe, you have such a kendo attainment at a young age, but you are proud enough......" After a pause, the old man said: "But do you know the flaws in your swordsmanship?" ”

Long Xuan listened to the first half of the old man's words, and was slightly happy in his heart, but then he was slightly unconvinced, and said: The various swordsmanship he has practiced are all possessed by the form and spirit, and he has already obtained the three flavors of sword rhyme, where does this "flaw" start?

However, the old man in front of him, as a master of the top of the Shangqing Dynasty and an elder of Qingyun, naturally did not open his mouth to himself, so he solemnly saluted the old man at the moment and asked: "Please also ask the seniors for guidance!" ”

When the old man saw Long Xuan's movements, a trace of unknown appreciation flashed in his eyes, his face remained unchanged, but he said lightly: "You are a person in the bureau, it's not strange if you can't see it, you can watch me make a move, and then think about the difference when you make a move!" ”

Listening to the old man's words, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a dead branch that fell to the ground in front of Long Xuan. Looking at the old man's slow movements, Long Xuan suddenly became nervous, as if he was expecting something in his heart, and he involuntarily held his breath. That pair of withered and old palms, I don't know how many winds and frosts I have experienced, touched the branch that I don't know how long it has been withering, and then grasped it tightly!

The cold night breeze blew, sweeping the plackets of the two people's clothes, and in this dreamlike place of mountain mist, the past seemed to echo here. Until, the old man who once looked at the world, but now has a wrinkled face, slowly raised his head.

The wind suddenly became fierce and whistling, as if coming from the Nine Shadows, endless souls seeking their lives.

Endless brilliant light bloomed, and endless fierce sword qi erupted. The old man's face was excited, and it seemed that even the deep wrinkles had disappeared at this moment, as if the youthful years of many years ago had returned to him at this time.

That time when he used to fight the sword world and laugh at the world!

He looked up to the sky and roared softly, like a dragon roaring on the sun, he let out a long groan, and his unpredictable and terrifying cultivation was fully revealed: "Seven Tribulations to Slay the Dragon - Kill - Ghost - God!" ”

"What is this?" Long Xuan's eyes were dull, and he looked at the crescent-shaped sword qi in front of him in a daze, as if it could open the world, in his perception, where the sword qi surged, there seemed to be endless sword moves, and infinite sword intent sprayed - mountains, rivers, sun, moon, sky, earth, wind, thunder......

From under the old man's sword, all of them were deduced - immeasurable, endless, sword qi soaring into the sky!

"Seven Tribulations and Dragon Slaying Formula" was called Qingyun's "Four Holy Methods" together with "Thunder Light Dunlong Sword Formula", "Taiji Xuantian True Formula", and "Divine Sword and Thunder True Formula" a hundred years ago. In particular, "Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Formula" has almost strict requirements for the cultivator's kendo attainments, and it is said to be the famous skill of a senior Tianjiao of Qingyunmen a hundred years ago, but after an accident, "Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Formula" and that senior master have become a taboo in Qingyunmen, and they have been shelved and gradually forgotten...... This is the information that Long Xuan learned from an ancient book of Qingyun. But even that ancient book didn't mention it, "Seven Tribulations and Dragon Slaying Technique", it was terrifying!

"Back then, the old man dominated the world, was good at using the 'dragon slaying sword technique', moved forward bravely, led by attack, dominated the world, and killed countless treacherous and evil ......" The old man's faint voice sounded, and an invisible momentum of "looking at the world and proudly at that time" poured out: "...... Sitting in the ancestral hall of the patriarch, facing the wall for a hundred years, it made me realize a truth! ”

"The way of the sword, there is no end, even if you are immersed in a lifetime, you will not exhaust the two or three true intentions of this way, but what, what is it?"

“…… There is no sword in the heart, there is no self in the heart; Single-minded sword, single-minded self-will! Selflessness is formless, selflessness is heartless; No self has no intention, no self is undefeated, with my will, deduce the creation of nature, the great power of heaven and earth! ”

“…… This kind of artistic conception is what I call 'selflessness'! ”

"'Selfless'?" Long Xuan repeated in a low voice, and in an instant, endless thoughts passed through his heart, as if a mysterious and unpredictable door of the sword path was opening to him. But the more he thought about it, the more he groaned, the more confused Long Xuan's mind became, as if a force in the dark had isolated Long Xuan's exploration. It was as if he had fallen into a dazzling starry sky, his mind was chaotic, and his head was drenched in cold sweat.

The old man discovered Long Xuan's abnormality, suddenly stretched out a finger, lightly touched his eyebrows, and shouted: "Come back to your senses!" ”

Long Xuan heard the old man's shouting in his ears, but he poured a basin of cold water from the Tianling cover, and when he came back to his senses, his body was already dripping with cold sweat, and he couldn't help but be vigilant, and secretly called evil in his heart. Just now, he just guessed the general realm from the old man's 'thirty-two character proverbs', and he actually fell into such a strange situation, even if he thought about it at this time, he still had palpitations!

The old man looked at Long Xuan and pondered, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Am I really too anxious, although this kid is psychic in swordsmanship, he is still too young after all, and he has not accumulated enough, can he really comprehend the 'selfless artistic conception'?" ”

Today, he was alarmed by a sharp sword intent in the back mountain, and came here to investigate, but he accidentally found Long Xuan practicing swords here, and after some observation, he was quite satisfied with his kendo talent, but he seemed to have gone astray, so he gave advice, but it seemed to be a bit too much.

In the land of Shenzhou, although the practice of cultivation is widespread, most of the monks are still only maintained in the stage of "cultivating the true and practicing the law", and it is far from enough for the enlightenment of heaven and earth.

Even if he is as stunning as an old man, it is only after a hundred years of silence, immersion in this way, and sorting out what he has learned that he gradually became enlightened!

He thought about it, but said solemnly: "Child, you don't need to be anxious, the 'artistic conception' is profound, it can't be explained in a few words, do you know how long it took me to enlighten the first layer of the artistic conception of the "Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Technique", no sword and no self?" ”

Long Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "Disciple doesn't know! ”

The old man smiled: "In the first half of my life, I practiced the way of the sword and comprehended the realm of the Great Perfection of the Seven Tribulations and Dragon Slaying Technique, but even so, it took me ten years of retreat to deduce the realm of 'no sword and no self'!" ”

When Long Xuan heard this, a thoughtful look appeared on his face: "Senior, how should you step into this 'selfless' realm?" ”

The old man pondered for a moment, hesitated slightly, and finally made up his mind, but said: "The artistic conception of 'Kendo' is broad and profound, but it can be said clearly in a few words, you come to the ancestral hall tomorrow to find me, I may be able to explain a thing or two for you!" ”

Long Xuan's body was shocked, but he felt the hidden meaning of "teaching art" by the old man in front of him, and immediately bowed to the old man: "The disciple has written it down, thank you for the grace of the predecessors today!" ”

PS: Everyone knows who this old man is, right?