"The mystery of the way of the sword is to take out the sword and return the sheath! This is the way of the Ten Thousand Hidden Sword!" Countless white shadows merged into one person, and a tall figure with a sword stood in front of Yu Wenlie, who struggled for a long time but was difficult to get up from the ground, looking at the feet and the white robe in front of him.

Yu Wenlie stretched out his hand to grab Chongyue, who fell not far away, but his hand fell short as if it touched the air, and Chongyue couldn't touch it in front of him, as if he was in another world.

"Where's your sword?" the white-robed man questioned Yu Wenlie in words without a trace of emotion, and at the same time raised his sword, and the sword chopped down at Yu Wenlie's head and said: "A swordsman without a sword is not worthy of being in this world! The first thing about the sword is the heart, the heart is the source of ten thousand swords, only the purest heart, can you find the true sword source that belongs to you, and having a sword source is like a river of continuous sword momentum and sword style!" "The true meaning of Wanzang Sect is to have the most original 'sword heart' is called 'sword source', what is the pure sword source, Wanzang Sect believes that any sword power, Sword moves will make the sword source impure, only abandon all moves, to achieve no move in the heart, only the simplest sword and back sheath, and between the sheath and back sheath can contain infinite sword moves and sword momentum, and as for the sword and sword moves, in the battle, the sword source can continuously absorb the opponent's sword moves and sword momentum, and then all turn into a sword and back sheath, so the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect only have two moves out of the sword and back sheath in their hearts, but in the battle they can use infinite sword moves and back sheaths, which means that the river will not be exhausted as long as there is a source, but this is also the most fatal flaw of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is to fight to raise the war, only the more moves with the kendo master, the faster the sword source grows, So when he returned to Tibet, he 'kicked the hall' everywhere, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has always been shouted and killed by the same sect of the sword like a rat crossing the street, and it has been destroyed more than a dozen times in the history of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but why did the Ten Thousand Swords Sect pass it down?

It's the 'scabbard'! The broken scabbard that Yu Wenlie got from the treasury of the human race, its real name is 'Wanzang'When Tai Yu came to this world, when he saw the 'Wanzang' placed in front of the sword mound, he cried bitterly, he knew that Zang Feng was dead, Tai Yu and Gui Zang were intimate, and naturally knew the allusion of 'Wan Zang', Wan Zang is the symbol of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and there is only one person in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and his symbol is this scabbard.

And the scabbard is also the reason for having a 'sword source', this scabbard is said to be forged with the 'heart of the Holy Emperor', which can hold any sword, so that the heart of the sword becomes a sword source, Yu Wenlie has the chaos of the Split Kun, the silence of the sky and even the emperor of the Holy Dao, the reason in the final analysis is this 'Wanzang' scabbard, and the sign of having this scabbard is the sword and the back of the sheath, that is, to master the 'first edge', the so-called 'road of a thousand miles begins with a single step', any sword move starts from the first edge.

The topic is a bit far, if Yu Wenlie wants to find my own sword source and find the sword that Zang Feng said, he must give up his sword moves and let the sword heart become a pure sword source.

Zang Feng's sword struck at Yu Wenlie's eyebrows, Yu Wenlie suddenly gave up grabbing Chongyue, and struck out at Zang Feng with his bare hand and shouted, "The sword is in my heart!

"Drink!" Yu Wenlie jumped up from the ground, and slashed Zang Feng with a sword, together with this side of the heaven and earth, the sky and the sword platform were indifferently shattered, and Yu Wenlie fell into the universe of the stars again, Zang Feng had already inserted his sword back into the sheath, standing in the stars with his back hand, his clothes were windless, and he looked at Yu Wenlie so quietly, as if he had seen it from the infinite time of Heng Gu.

Yu Wenlie indifferently found that the injuries on his body were missing, and he used Chu Feng to pull out Chongyue in a hurry just now, that is to say, he already had the sword source, but it was different from what Zang Feng said, Yu Wenlie could accurately feel that the three-style sword moves such as the Split Kun Rebellion still existed, and they did not disappear Maybe Yu Wenlie and Gui Zang have embarked on two completely different paths.

Guizang suddenly cracked his mouth and laughed and said: "Yes! I have a sword in my heart, and I don't follow my inheritance, boy! Uncle Ben is optimistic about you! But there was a 'hypocrite' who was defeated back then, and Uncle Ben didn't ask you to avenge me, so it would be too shameless, but you have to kick him hard in his ass for me! Haha! But that guy is really strong, here is the sword style that I have learned all my life's time, you can take it for reference, by the way! We have nothing to do with each other, we are just the inheritors of the sword!" Perhaps this is the nature of Guizang, the immortal in the sword who is not confined to the mundane, and Guifeng turns into a sky full of stars.

Yu Wenlie suddenly stood on the sea, looking at the sword mound in front of him that turned into a pile of broken stones, and there was an extra golden scroll in his hand, on which the words 'Emperor Killing' were scribbled on it, Yu Wenlie's heart gushed out with endless sorrow, even if he was a peerless sword immortal back then, and now it is just a pile of stones, and he will not be the same after a thousand years.

Chaoyang quietly emerged from the sea, Yu Wenlie clenched the sword spectrum in his hand, looked sideways at the sword behind him, firmness rose in his heart, and turned around and walked towards the bamboo house, the inheritance of the sword mound Yu Wenlie did not get any power, he got the inheritance of Zang Feng, and got something ten million times more powerful than others.

Tai Yu sat in front of the bamboo heart house, cooking tea slowly and savoring, the water was holding a bamboo tube on the side and carefully collecting the flower dew scattered in the flowers and plants in the early morning, Yu Wenlie strode into the bamboo heart house, Tai Yu put the teacup on his lips, and then continued to sip the tea slowly and said with a smile: "It's just right! The flower dew cooking tea that Shui Er just collected is really the best in the world!" Tai Yu pointed to the opposite position and motioned for Yu Wenlie to sit down.

Yu Wenlie didn't sit on the opposite side politely, touched his stomach and said, "Brother, I haven't eaten for three days!" Shui Er hurriedly put down the bamboo tube in his hand and said, "I'll cook for the boss!"

"And the occasion!" The night spirit jumped out of the bamboo heart, threw himself into Yu Wenlie's arms and was still a little sleepy-eyed, lying on his head in Yu Wenlie's arms and continued to fall asleep, this guy rushed over in a dream when he heard the food, Yu Wenlie could only admire the guy, and went down to prepare breakfast with a snicker.

The sun walked through the bamboo forest, the sky began to brighten, Yu Wenlie took out a jar of vitality wine from the space, patted the mud seal and picked up the wine jar cow to drink, drank half of the jar in one go, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and sighed at the sun in a drunken voice: "It's really cool! I almost suffocated me crazy these days!" Tai Yu looked at Yu Wenlie distractedly, and he saw the familiar shadow from Yu Wenlie.

The smell of wine spread in Zhuxinju, Tai Yu frowned slightly, he very much disapproved of Yu Wenlie's drinking, drinking is a taboo for cultivators, wine can be chaotic and induce, just about to open his mouth to persuade him, Yu Wenlie raised his arm and stretched his waist and said: "Such a good weather, a free living person is really comfortable!" Tai Yudao's words did not come out, and he drank tea silently.

Yu Wenlie sat under the bamboo window, looked at the rising sun that broke through the clouds, squinted his eyes and said, "I saw the predecessors of Guizang!" said that he told Tai Yu about the experience of the sword mound, and Tai Yu silently tasted the tea and listened very attentively.

After Yu Wenlie finished speaking, Tai Yu smiled and said: "You kid is really a bastard, you see that Jinshan doesn't know the treasure, Zangfeng is the only one in the world that has condensed nine 'sword sources' in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, as long as you get the nine sword sources, you can become the number one in the world!"

Yu Wenlie chuckled inexplicably, which made Tai Yu a little incomprehensible, squinting at Yu Wenlie who was half-leaning against the bamboo wall and holding the wine jar to satisfy his hunger, feeling that this guy was becoming more and more incomprehensible, with Yu Wenlie's greedy nature, it was impossible not to be tempted by such a big temptation, Yu Wenlie drank the last bit of wine in the altar, touched the snoring night spirit in his arms and said: "My kendo was brought out by Shizun, maybe my kendo has already surpassed him, but I will definitely not deviate from the kendo path he gave me!" Yu Wenlie said naturally Herder.

A look of astonishment flashed in Tai Yu's eyes, Helde was not even a mustard in his eyes, and then raised the teacup to Yu Wenlie admiringly and said, "Okay! The old man sincerely respects the elder brother this time!" After speaking, he drank all the tea in the cup.

Yu Wenlie raised his hand and took out another jar from the space, and said with a smile: "The wine just now is exhausted, since the elder brother toasted the wine, even if he fights for his life, he will drink a hundred and eighty altars!"

Tai Yu was angry for a while, this guy still hit the snake with the stick, and said with a smile: "It's okay to drink, but don't overindulge!" Yu Wenlie put away the wine jar and said dryly: "Just kidding! Brother, you take it seriously!" This guy doesn't look like he's joking.

"That's right! Brother Guizang senior said that he was defeated by a hypocrite, you said that Guizang senior is the first sword in the world, could it be that hypocrite used some despicable means to assassinate Guizang senior!" Yu Wenlie killed the cat with curiosity, and looked at Tai Yu gossiping.

This seems to be enough for Tai Yu's painful past, Tai Yu's face showed a painful look, shook his head and said: "They are above board and above board, and the defeat and death of Gui Zang are all caused by me!" Yu Wenlie could hear Tai Yu's pain, although he wanted to know that past, but he didn't want to hurt Tai Yu anymore, so he took out the 'Emperor Killer' from his arms and handed it to Tai Yu and said: " I destroyed the tomb of the Guizang seniors, I'm sorry for the elder brother and the Guizang seniors, the Guizang seniors said that we are both the inheritors of the sword, and there is nothing to do with it, I don't want to owe him the love of the old man anymore, this scroll is the only relic of the Guizang seniors, brother, you can take good care of it and see things and think about people!"

Tai Yu took the scroll gloomily, touched the words 'Emperor Killing', and said with a little sadness in his tone: "Yes! It's his handwriting! His words have never been good!" But then shock flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into infinite horror, and the scroll fell to the ground with a shake of his hand, Yu Wenlie had never seen Tai Yu have such an expression, and wondered: "What's wrong!"

Tai Yu picked up the scroll from the ground with both hands and said with emotion: "Generous stroke! Kill the emperor! This is enough to prove that you are the number one sword in the world, and you deserve it!" Tai Yu's eyes were sad and joyful, crying and laughing, and Yu Wenlie was confused.

Tai Yu handed the Emperor Killer to Yu Wenlie with both hands and said: "You guy is always so careless, do you know how precious this scroll is, although the old man doesn't practice swords, but he almost can't help but abandon what he has learned before, practice this volume of 'Emperor Killing', Emperor Killing is probably the strongest sword style that has never been seen before or since, if this scroll is passed out, I am afraid it will cause countless waves of blood sea battles!" Tai Yu means to keep it well, practice hard secretly, and come out again after refining, otherwise he will be cut into pulp by countless junjie because of his guilt.

Yu Wenlie shook his head and pushed the scroll to Tai Yu with both hands, Tai Yu snorted with some displeasure: "Are you underestimating Brother Guizang's sword path?" Tai Yu seemed to be really angry.

Yu Wenlie hurriedly shook his head and said, "I...... There is no ......"

"What is this!" The night spirit jumped up from his arms, hugged the scroll in his arms, and bit it on the scroll curiously, Yu Wenlie dodged the scroll with his hand, this is the inheritance of Guizang, the heaviest thing in this world is the inheritance (like Oulasjia compiling the Record of Light) Taiyu regards as a living thing, if he is damaged by this little fat man, he will really die and give him guilt.

The Night Spirit snorted aggrievedly, "Isn't it just a broken scroll? I won't pay attention to you anymore!" The Night Spirit turned his head to look away in anger.

Tai Yu waved his hand and said: "Okay! This scroll is handed down to you by Brother Zang, you can burn him! Whether he has a relationship with you or not, this is the will of heaven! Don't shirk it anymore! Otherwise, I'll be really angry!"