"I see, I see......"

The sound is far away, and it fades away.

The divine sword was not blocking Yang Ning's way, flashing with brilliance, and the mystery flowed, shooting towards Yang Ning.

"Brother Ning......" Huan Ling suddenly said nervously.

"It's okay!" Yang Ning people have a mystery that falls on Yang Ning, and in Yang Ning's body, the mystery enters, and it actually follows the flow of Yang Ning's Ling Tiandu, and swims between the meridians.

Soon, the divine sword became unpretentious, and a warm feeling came out of Yang Ning's body. The backlash of the red dust lock has begun to shrink gradually, and there is a situation of being suppressed.

"But that's not enough!" Yang Ning is quite a pity, but there is already a beginning, as long as he persists, Yang Ning believes that he will definitely be able to do it.

The two continued to go deeper, ten thousand swords were lined up, Yang Ning didn't know what size was, but it was obvious that this was the place where many strong people rested, and the deeper it was, the more terrifying the sword path was during his lifetime, so the greater the chance of smashing the red dust lock in his body.

In Yang Ning's hand, subconsciously there was an extra sword head, holding the sword head in his hand, although Yang Ning let him recognize the master, but he had never studied it, maybe he would be able to improve his sword realm by studying it.

Soon, there was a divine sword blocking Yang Ning's way.

Excalibur seemed to have seen the head of the sword, and unexpectedly condensed an illusory figure in the air and saluted the head of the sword.

"Meet the Sword Head!" The voice was very old, but the sword head was asking the Sword Sect of great significance.

Yang Ning also returned the salute respectfully, and a light groan flowed on the head of the sword, as if he was responding to the master of the divine sword.

"Please take the lead of the sword......" Around the sword, the figure gradually disappeared, leaving only a sword to block the way.

The mystery of the sword was presented, and Yang Ning's spiritual power was in it, and then he saw the mystery of the sword before the master's death, such as the vast sea, like the mountains, with a sense of heaviness, quite a bit of a sword to break the ten thousand laws.

This reminded Yang Ning of Gai Shu Sword Saint, but it was obvious that this person had not reached the level of Gai Shu Sword Saint before his death.

"Please advise the head of the sword." The master's obsession in life has reached the extreme in his own kendo, and his obsession is to go further.

Yang Ning shook his head bitterly, Lin Jian is the inheritance of Gaishu Sword Saint, if Lin Jian is here, he will definitely be able to solve the doubts of the master of the Divine Sword, but now, can he do it?

Yang Ning understands that he must do it, otherwise he will stop there.

Yang Ning felt the mystery of his sword over and over again, every time he made a new discovery, and every time he felt that he wanted to guide him forward, but he couldn't.

"What's going on?" Yang Ning muttered, repeating the mystery of the sword just now in his mind.

Yang Ning's spiritual power entered the sword head, and he didn't see anything superfluous, only a sword tablet, which lay across the space.

"The 'one' word sword stele?" Yang Ning was a little surprised.

"Nope." Soon Yang Ning saw the sword marks left on the sword stele.

At the top of the sword stele, there is a sword mark, but below it, there are many sword marks, which are not the same as the sword marks of the word "one" on it.

"Look at it, the sword marks below should be their own sword traces left by the sword leaders of the past dynasties." Yang Ning guessed that because this was a token of the sword head, it was almost impossible for others to leave sword marks on it.

Compared to the chaos of the sword marks below, the sword marks at the top are relatively simple.

Yang Ning sat cross-legged under the sword tablet and began to meditate.

"Brother Ning......" Huan Ling looked at Yang Ning for a long time without reacting, and called softly, and at the same time, the ethereal power in his body drove Yang Ning's body, and Ling Tian never stopped.

Yang Ning still didn't respond, and his spiritual power continued to comprehend the sword path of the master of the divine sword before his death.

A day passed quickly, and Yang Ning finally opened his eyes.

Compared with the confusion a day ago, Yang Ning's face at this moment was a little more calm.

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws......"

"Very strong kendo."

Yang Ning praised that if such a sword path was allowed to break through the realm before his master's death, he believed that his sword path would be able to go further, and the Dao Sword Sect would also climb to a higher height.

"It's very strong, and I've always believed in my kendo." Excalibur's voice was heard from its master.

Yang Ning nodded, admitting from the bottom of his heart, just like Gai Shu, he was powerful during his lifetime, and it was absolutely extraordinary.

"The sword path of the seniors, in the realm of mystery, has reached the extreme, and the juniors naturally can't comment on it, but the seniors seem to have overlooked one thing."

"What's the matter?" Some asked impatiently.

"The sword, known for its agility, is indeed terrifying for the predecessors to break ten thousand laws with one sword, but agility represents change, one sword and ten thousand laws, this is indeed very strong, but ......"

"But what?" In the sword, the voice seemed to have touched something, but it didn't seem to grasp it.

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws, but ten thousand laws are one!"

"To keep the simple and keep the complex, to the complex and keep the simple, one sword changes ten thousand kinds, and the deduction is extreme, but it is one of ten thousand swords." Yang Ning said, the circulation of Ling Tiandu's body actually surpassed the speed driven by Huan Ling, and faintly, began to circulate independently.

It's not just Yang Ning who is performing kendo, but Yang Ning is looking for a way to break the red dust lock.

This is a kind of kendo feedback.

In Yang Ning's body, the three sword embryos also began to move, the Taiyi sword embryo circulated the meridians and Zhihai held the sword, the blood-red sword embryo was dominated by the purple mansion and the meridians, and the Xuanhuang sword embryo was in the sword bones, exuding light, warming the sword bones little by little, and constantly emitting a sword groan.

Yang Ning's words fell, and the divine sword that was blocking the two of them also began to hum, and began to deduce the sword path that Yang Ning said just now.

Buzzing......

Suddenly, the divine sword shook violently, and on top of the divine sword, the power of the domain appeared.

"Domain...... Domain......"

"I just hate that I can't be the same ......as the sword head," there was some regret in the voice of the master of the sword, and then said: "But this obsession has found a way to break through, and it is not in vain for the brilliance of my sword path." ”

"Thank you, Sword Head!" The voice gradually faded away, and above the divine sword, the power belonging to the sword domain was only fleeting, and a breakthrough was found in the obsession, and the obsession could not last forever, and then fell silent.

Yang Ning didn't speak, quietly feeling the changes in his body.

Although Yang Ning's kendo has not improved, this is also a kendo perception, which is Yang Ning's perception of the sword marks of the word "one" on the sword tablet in the sword head.

"Ling'er, let's stay here for a while." Yang Ning said, sitting cross-legged, not in a hurry to move forward.

The sword mark of the word "one" is like an eternity, with an unparalleled momentum, looking at the world, as if everything is in this "one" word.

Among the sword moves, the eight methods of swordsmanship are the main, teasing, splitting, stabbing, hanging, cloud, point, collapse, and interception, but each style is dominated by one.

One is fundamental, and it is the starting point of all paths.

Whether it is one sword breaking ten thousand laws, or ten thousand swords returning to one, it is a kind of "one" cultivation.

"One!" Yang Ning stared at the sword mark of the word "one" on the sword tablet and did not move for a long time.

And this sitting is a day.

Yang Ning finally got up, and inside his body, Ling Tianjie was already completely able to circulate independently, and the power that belonged to the Red Dust Lock gradually began to be impacted by the two sword embryos. Yang Ning believed that it wouldn't be long before this red dust lock could be completely shattered in his body.

"Ling'er, thank you for your hard work." Yang Ning doted on Huan Ling's forehead.

"Brother Ning, Ling'er is not hard." Huan Ling's head was buried in Yang Ning's chest, very quiet

"Let's go." Yang Ning and Huanling moved forward again.

The place of the sword mound is the essence of the Sword Sect, just by experiencing the sword aura of the three powerhouses, the situation in Yang Ning's body has changed a lot, Yang Ning believes that as long as he continues to go deeper, the hidden danger of the red dust lock will definitely be completely eliminated.

And under the sword edge outside the sword mound, the old sect master of the Dao Sword Sect led a group of strong people of the Dao Sword Sect to come to the sword ya, and on the opposite side, it was Lao Dao and Yao Xinji.

"Your Excellency, Lord ......" Ji Chanshou was very respectful.

Lao Dao still looked unreliable, waved his hand casually, and said: "Ask the Sword Sect, it's very good, at least it hasn't lost its bloody ......."

Ji Chanshou smiled bitterly.

"Alright, let's all disperse." An extra sigil appeared in Lao Dao's hand, and then the palm of his other hand began to burst into flames.

"Master, I want to stay." Yao Xinji said suddenly, looking at Lin Jian.

"What? Am I bad for you? Lao Dao looked at Yao Xinji.

"Okay, how can Master treat me badly, it must be good......" Yao Xinji didn't dare to go against the old way, but he still subconsciously protected his forehead.

"Alright, stay and stay." Lao Dao did not refuse this time, but it surprised Yao Xinji, after all, this Lao Dao was there before, and he didn't forget Yao Xinji.

"Thank you, Master." Yao Xinji returned his duty just now, but jumped up happily the next moment.

"Ye ......" made a gorgeous turn, and Yao Xinji directly matched Lin Jian's smell.

"Stinky boy, or don't leave ......" Before Lao Dao finished speaking, he immediately saw what a thicker skin than him was.

"Master, you ...... You can't change your mind......" Yao Xinchen was about to cry when he heard this, and he turned around gorgeously just now, disappeared in an instant, and knelt directly at the feet of the old road.

Lao Dao was very helpless, after all, in front of so many people, he really couldn't play Yao Xinji's braincase, and the hand he was holding finally stopped.

"Okay, okay, get up, in front of so many people, you don't have to be cheeky, I still want to save face......" Lao Dao looked at the people who asked the Sword Sect and said, "It made everyone laugh......"

"Master, just let me stay, I want to experience it with Brother Yang Ning." Yao Xinchen said very sincerely.

Lao Dao nodded and said: "This is like the words, remember that cultivation cannot be abolished, since you want to stay, then stay." Lao Dao did not continue to refuse this time.

"Thank you, Master." Thanks a thousand thanks, Yao Xinji's face was much calmer this time, mainly because he didn't dare.

"Thank you for asking the Sword Sect for your hospitality, the rivers and lakes are far away, you have a good time to see you again." The sigil burned, and the voice of the old way gradually blurred.

Looking at the disappeared sight, Yao Xinji finally revealed his true face, and said: "My mother has finally gotten rid of this old way, and the past is unbearable......"

"Yes, the past is unbearable...... Lin Jian also felt it, and subconsciously touched the sword mark on his forehead.

With the disappearance of the old Dao, the people of the Dao Sword Sect also breathed a sigh of relief, although the old Dao was noble, but Ji Chanshou and the others had also suffered greatly in the past few days, mainly because the resources of the Dao Sword Sect were unbearable.

"Nephew Yao Xian, you are asking the Sword Sect, come and go freely, if there is something missing, let me know, I ask the Sword Sect is duty-bound." Zhao Huai stepped forward and took the initiative to show goodwill, although this Yao Xinji looked a little unreliable, but his identity was there.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Yao Xinji had already hooked up with Lin Jian and disappeared under the sword.

Everyone turned around and saw Tang Tianchao's figure, hanging in the air, Tang Tianchao's body, the vitality was gradually passing.

"Hey......" Ji Chanshou sighed helplessly.

"Block the news, ask the disciples of the Sword Sect, don't go out unless necessary." Ji Chanshou ordered.

"Yes." Sixteen peak masters responded.