Chapter 3 Crowning the Poor Road
The disciples of the mountain peaks didn't care about looking at the crooked black sword that seemed to be falling down the mountain in the next moment, and hurriedly helped the injured ancestor of their own mountain back to feed the healing pill.
There were only a handful of monks dressed in extraordinary, azure robes, standing in place, looking like a dead grandmother, just now they were the most domineering towards Li Nature, don't think about it, it must be the personal disciple who sat under the palm of the teaching.
Although this old man's formation-breaking technique is a little unreliable, it will smash a supernatural monk with a sword... It's really exciting!
The black sword turned into a black dot and finally disappeared into the clouds. In the end, those who were worried about him falling gave a sigh of relief. For a while, the sound of exhalation came and went, and Li naturally laughed when he heard it, and the scene fell into a burst of embarrassment.
What are you worried about for my old man?
And the initiator of all this stood in the center of the stage, not moving, still looking at the giant sword. As if waiting for something.
"Hey,"
"Senior brother, you shouldn't have killed Qingqu."
A leisurely sigh, the voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the Sword Pavilion.
This voice was very young, but there was a little vicissitudes of life, and as this sentence was remembered, all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion who were full of nervousness showed a look of hope.
Everyone threw off their robes, knelt on one knee, and shouted: "Welcome to the sword master!" ”
This made Li on the side naturally roll his eyes, good guy, how can this meeting be a little familiar, he remembered that many years ago when he followed the old man to the rivers and lakes, a mundane sect, where it was, he forgot what it was called, and only remembered those people and today's scene. The mouth shouted "Welcome to the helmsman Chen". The swords on his back came out together, forming a Cambridge, and in the scattered red flowers in the sky, the chief helmsman stepped on the sword in the void. It's like a fairy!
Well, and then there was no then. The more handsome he debuted, the faster he died, and he was killed by his opponent's move.
Shaking his head, he swept these non-trivial thoughts out of his mind. At this time, it is the current enemy of the enemy, and Li naturally has the ability to think about these things and not.
The sound still echoed through the mountains, but its owner had already stepped into the air, and there seemed to be an invisible staircase slowly descending from the void.
The seemingly unhurried steps, but in a few breaths, he walked in front of everyone.
Fly through the air and shrink the ground into inches! Li naturally looked at his master with some concern. Seeing that there was no worried look on the old man's face, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Old man, if you can't get him, we'll both have to explain here today.
"Get up."
This sword master is not like a young man, with the face of a man who speaks a lot, and the simple Dao crown ties his hair neatly. The thin body was dressed in a gray coarse slanted cedar, and the black sword thrown by the old man was held in his left hand, and the ragged cuffs of his right hand revealed a slender, slightly curved scabbard.
threw the big sword back at the old man lightly, but the person turned his head to look at Li Tiantian.
His appearance is extremely kind, his eyebrows and eyes are lowered, the corners of his lips are smooth and beardless, and there is a hint of a smile that makes people feel a trace of disgust. It's like a young man standing there dignified, smiling at you and saying, "The spring is good, you and I swim together." ”
That's not right! Li Nature's heart was shocked, and he took a few steps back suddenly, only then did he feel that the hairs on his body exploded, his back was already soaked with cold sweat, and the sword pill in the dantian was even more trembling.
Sword cultivators, sharp, sharp, indomitable, this cultivation is not only the exercises, but also the heart. So much so that the more advanced the cultivation of every cultivator who uses a sword, the more he can feel the sword intent from his body, and the unity of man and sword has never been a legend.
What's the name of this one in front of you, Sword Master! Where is the sword master? Sword Pavilion, the holy place in the hearts of sword cultivators, the sword master of Sword Pavilion. There was not a trace of fierceness on his body, and he couldn't even feel the slightest sword intent.
Obviously, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion also noticed this scene, and many people were surprised, but they didn't make a sound.
The people of the Sword Pavilion are not stupid, and Li is naturally not stupid, this abnormal situation in front of them, everyone has a guess in their hearts, this sword master's exercises seem to be extraordinary,
However, Li naturally looked deeply at the right hand of the sword master,
He felt that this reason must be inseparable from the sword that was long and narrow and curved and could not be called a sword.
The sword master looked at the young man with a solemn face with a smile: "It's good, it's good."
"Mrs. Xiang, I'm going back, I haven't even moved a single hair of your three thousand disciples, but you want my apprentices to not be able to practice swords?"
The tall old man stepped out, stood in front of Li Tiantian, and said coldly to the sword master, but then he smiled a little proudly:
"How is it, is it better than the Qingqu you elected, as well as his disciples and grandchildren? Oh yes, it's a bit heavy, your Sword Pavilion Sect is already in ashes. But you can't blame me, I just called you out, who told him to stop my sword? ”
At this moment, the disciples of the entire peak on the sword test platform glared angrily at the old man, and this sentence scolded them all. Even Li naturally pouted, feeling that the old man was really underbeaten.
"The way of the sword is clear, the mind is exquisite, and it is really good." The sword master didn't get angry at all, and even nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with the old man's words. After speaking, he waved his hand, as if he didn't want to be more entangled in emotional intelligence. Continue to speak towards the old man
"Senior brother, are you really not going to leave today?"
He asked this very seriously, and his tone was still peaceful, as if he was asking a friend, do you really want to stay for dinner?
The old man was also very solemn, holding the giant sword in front of him, and speaking very directly:
"Mrs. Xiang, the old man is not here to play tricks with you today. I can see that the Wang Ba swordsmanship should have been practiced by you, and the master has already said that your sword is too domineering, skillful and arrogant, and if you don't cultivate your body, you can't become a great way. You still don't believe it? ”
"I don't believe it."
???
What's that? The more Li naturally listened, the more wrong he became, looking at the thin, even skinny sword master Xiang Tai'a, not to mention whether it was worthy of his majestic name. What does it mean to be too overbearing? Who can see from him the domineering of a copper?
The old man was not surprised by the sword master's answer, shook his head, and actually stuck his sword on the ground. Turning back to Li Nature.
Coming to the young man, the old man sat down cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed:
"Nature."
"The disciple is here"
"Do you know what kind of sect we are?"
Hearing the old man's words, Li was naturally very shocked, he followed the master to practice every day, but he never mentioned to him what kind of exercises he was cultivating, and what kind of Taoism he was practicing.
It's impossible to say that you're not curious. But after asking a few times to no avail, Li naturally put away his thoughts.
"I don't know." On such occasions, this is the time to ask such a question. What it means, Li naturally knows in his heart. He didn't understand why Master did this, but he believed that this old man, who was also a master and father, would give him a satisfactory answer, and always was.
The old man closed his eyes and seemed to think of something interesting. Unprecedentedly, he showed a happy smile: "After today, you will know all this, the teacher can't give you the backing of the high-ranking sect, and he can't take you through this road of immortality, what you can do is to let you go this way smoother."
Speaking of this, I saw that the old man probed into the void as if he had just taken a sword, and then there was an extra Dao crown in his hand, and handed it to Li Tiantian, the Dao crown was simple and old, but it faintly exuded a mysterious atmosphere, not like a mortal thing.
This! Li naturally had never seen the old man tie his hair, and he didn't care, he just didn't like restraint, and now it seems that this matter is not so simple.
The sword master, Xiang Tai'a, watched everything that happened from a distance, and it seemed that it had nothing to do with him, but the smile on his face was more kind.
But the old man's face was smiling, and the fierce and domineering momentum that had always been fierce began to change, becoming mysterious and profound.
Li Naturally, his face changed drastically. He had guessed about his master and his master's origin, but what was happening in front of him told him that it seemed to be developing in the direction he didn't dare to imagine.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, he always regarded himself as a "Xuanmen Great Monk" on weekdays, and he was all gags, and he couldn't be true. I once thought that today it is a prophecy.
The old man's eyes opened, and he spoke slowly, in a deep voice:
"Old man, Taoist Sect, the thirtieth generation sect master of the Sword Pavilion Heart Sect, Zhang Wendao, return to the mountain today!"
"The thirty-first generation disciple of the Heart Sect, Li Nature!"
"The disciple is here!"
"Bundle the crown for the poor!"