Looking at the tall cyan sword mountain, Xun Qiu could feel the extremely fierce momentum, and he didn't know what to do next for a while.

Just when Xun Qiu was about to get closer and give it a try, he heard some sounds behind him, and he immediately turned around, and then saw the gray-robed old Taoist he had seen in front of the door of the Inner Martial Arts Hall standing quietly behind him.

Xun Qiu was startled by the sudden appearance of the old Taoist, and he didn't know how the old Taoist came to this place.

The gray-robed old Taoist stared at Xun Qiu with a pair of ancient and waveless eyes, and swept slightly, Xun Qiu felt that there seemed to be a faint fluctuation passing over his body, and his heart immediately felt slightly cold.

"If that guy in the mortal world knew that the record he had created was surpassed by a junior repeatedly, I'm afraid his face would be very exciting, but it's a pity......" The gray-robed old man's voice was extremely hoarse, but it seemed to have a strange power that touched people's hearts.

Xun Qiu didn't dare to snub the unidentified gray-robed old man in front of him, although he didn't feel any energy fluctuations in the latter, but thinking of the respectful appearance of the Qingchen Dao Leader before the main hall, as well as the intuition given to him by the person in front of him, the strength of this gray-clothed old Taoist may have reached the level of being as deep as the sea.

The thought in his heart turned, and Xun Qiu also respectfully bowed to the gray-robed old Taoist, and said, "The younger generation is acting a little tricky, but it can't be compared with the predecessors of the Duan earthly world. ”

"Things in the world are often judged by results, and there were many hidden means in the Duan mortal world back then, which is not a reason. The gray-robed old Taoist smiled faintly and said.

Xun Qiu shook his head, and when he heard the people of the Taoist sect often talk about Duan Shi, he knew how much influence this name had given to the Wu Xuan Taoist sect.

"Do you know what this place is?" the gray-robed old Taoist stared at Xun Qiu.

Xun Qiu shook his head in embarrassment, he felt that this place didn't seem to have much to do with Tiangang's swordsmanship.

"It's actually fate, it's really interesting, you come with me. As soon as the gray-robed old Taoist's voice fell, he didn't mean to say much, and turned directly to the depths of the cyan sword mountain, but he didn't care if Xun Qiu would follow.

Xun Qiu was also a little helpless about the freedom of this old-timer, but the latter's last sentence aroused his great interest.

Stepping forward, Xun Qiu's footsteps followed closely behind the gray-robed old Taoist, and the latter's pace was still so unhurried. Xun Qiu followed him quietly, but found that the extremely strong impact force did not exist at all.

At this slow pace, the two of them walked for more than ten minutes before Xun Qiu noticed that the old man in front of him suddenly stopped.

When the footsteps stopped, Xun Qiu's eyes were also raised for the first time, and then he saw that in front of him, there was a vicissitudes of sword platform, and a cyan long sword was erected on the sword platform, and a layer of cyan light flowed up and down along the cyan long sword, which looked very mysterious.

Laugh at!

The old man slowly raised his thin palm, swiped down through the air, and a ray of light passed through his fingertips, as if the space in front of him was torn apart. A strange pressure diffused from the front in the next moment, making Xun Xun's heart slightly cold, and he immediately raised his head and looked ahead.

The cyan long sword had already flown up from the sword platform, and then fell into the hands of the gray-robed old Taoist. Although he was held by the gray-robed old Taoist, the amazing aura still emanated, rippling in the air, making people feel depressed.

The gray-robed old Taoist and Xun Qiu walked forward side by side, and came to the sword platform. Xun Qiu looked towards the sword platform, and there were two sockets on the sword platform in between, which should be two swords.

"This sword is called Qingfeng. The gray-robed old Taoist pointed at another socket with the sword in his hand, and said lightly: "The sword placed in that place is called Mingyue." ”

"The breeze... Moon...... This name has something to do with Taoist monasticism, and it sounds like a weapon of the Taoist sect. Xun Qiu smiled faintly and said.

"Qingfeng Sword and Mingyue Sword are both immortal weapons, they are obtained by splitting a sword in two, and this sword is called Qingfeng Mingyue. ”

"The Qingfeng Mingyue Sword is the treasure of the Zhen Sect of the Wuxuan Dao Sect, and it is as famous as the Xuanyuan Sword of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and the Binghong Sword of the Ethereal Palace. The gray-robed old Taoist stuck the Qingfeng Sword in his hand on the sword on the right and continued.

"Qingfeng Mingyue Sword inherits the Taoist idea of fate, even within the Taoist sect, very few people can use it, until three thousand two hundred years ago, the nineteenth generation of the Taoist sect taught Shunxuan Patriarch, that is, the fourth person of the Qingfeng Mingyue Sword, he divided the Qingfeng Mingyue Sword into two, and formed the so-called Qingfeng Sword and Mingyue Sword. ”

Xun Qiu listened carefully, never thought that the Qingfeng Mingyue Sword still had such an unknown history.

"Since then, the Qingfeng Sword and the Bright Moon Sword have been separated, among which the Bright Moon Sword was lost a hundred years ago, and then a young man came to the Wufu Dao Sect with the Bright Moon Sword, saying that he had obtained the Bright Moon Sword and could return the sword to the Dao Sect, but with one condition. ”

"What conditions?" asked Xun Qiu curiously.

The gray-robed old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the scene that happened thirty-eight years ago, and said quite sadly: "He asked to be able to cultivate on the Dao platform and learn the four major martial arts of the Dao Sect, so that he would present the Mingyue Sword with both hands." ”

"Isn't he a disciple of the Daoist sect?" asked Xun Qiu, puzzled.

"He is not a disciple of the Dao Sect, but he was the champion of the rookie battle, but he refused to join any of the Immortal Mansions, and the Dao Sect also tried its best to win him over at that time, but he did not agree, who this person is, you should know it now. ”

"It's my dad......"

Xun Qiu was taken aback, and then he realized that the person in the mouth of the gray-robed old Taoist was Xun Changfeng, and at this time, Xun Qiu couldn't help but think of the sword on his body that could not be pulled out, which was specially left to him by his father.

"Yes, at that time, the high-level of the Taoist sect discussed that Xun Changfeng was not a disciple of the Taoist sect, even if he retrieved the Mingyue Sword, he could not learn the four martial arts that were the foundation of the Taoist sect, and finally the two sides reached a consensus to give this Mingyue Sword to Xun Changfeng for forty years, and after forty years, the sword would be returned to the Taoist sect. ”

The gray-robed old Taoist looked at Xun Qiu, a faint sword light rose in his eyes, and the next moment the ancient long sword in Xun Qiu's bag flew out with a bang and fell into the hands of the gray-robed old Taoist.

Circles of faint white light floated on the palm of the gray-robed old Taoist's hand, but when these white lights approached the Bright Moon Sword, they actually dissipated out of thin air.

"Xun Changfeng is indeed a character of a thousand daughters, when he left, he said that in the past forty years, he must not use this sword, just as a custodian, it will be returned after forty years, so he sealed this sword, and now thirty-eight years have passed, this sword is really coming back. ”

The gray-robed old Taoist sighed, and actually handed over the Mingyue Sword to Xun Qiu's hand. When Xun Qiu refused, the old man said again.

"Xun Changfeng keeps his promise, our Taoist sect naturally can't break its word and get fat, there are still two years to go, as the so-called son inherits his father's position, this sword is still in your custody during these two years. ”

Xun Qiu thought of the strangeness of this sword, so he asked: "Senior, do you know how this sword can be pulled?" Xun Qiu had tried several methods before, but they had no effect.

The gray-robed old Taoist did not hide anything, but said directly: "It takes two conditions for this sword to open in the past forty years, the first is Xun Changfeng himself, and the second is to use pure Taoist martial arts to induce. ”

"You are his son, so this first one can't restrict you, and now that you have the martial arts of the Wuwu Dao Sect, you can already pull out this Bright Moon Sword. The gray-robed old Taoist said, pressing the back of Xun Qiu's hand with his hand.

"But don't want it yet, wait until you comprehend the Tiangang swordsmanship, I'll send you out now, the stone tablet in the deepest part of the starry sky world outside records the tricks of the Tiangang swordsmanship, you can learn as much as you can." ”

As he spoke, the gray-robed old Taoist waved his hand, and the two of them had arrived at the mysterious starry sky world, and Xun Qiu was still in front of him with the huge and mysterious stele.

"Senior, why do you now agree to let me enter the Dao Sect cultivation and let me learn the four great martial arts on the Dao platform?" Xun Qiu asked as he looked at the back of the gray-robed old Taoist who was about to leave.

The gray-robed old Taoist didn't turn around, and his slightly old voice also changed some tones, and he only listened to him: "Some things, when you miss them once, you won't want to miss them a second time." Then the figure of the gray-robed old Taoist disappeared under the starry sky.

Xun Qiu took a deep breath, put away the Mingyue Sword, and began to closely look at the stele in front of him.

There is no writing on this tablet, but on the white tablet, it depicts an erected long sword.

Xun Qiu looked at the long sword in a daze, and the latter seemed to be firmly locked in him at this time, and that feeling made Xun Qiu feel a little creepy.

But weird is weird, but Xun Qiu is still stubborn and constantly pulling his spiritual thoughts into this long sword, for a while, the atmosphere is a little silent, and when this process lasts for about a few minutes, Xun Qiu suddenly found that the long sword on the stone tablet was actually gently rotated.

This discovery directly made Xun Qiu's scalp tingle, but before he could make any moves, a subtle blue light shot out from the blade and into Xun Qiu's open eyes.

This kind of change surprised Dexun Qiu, and the energy in his body was almost reflexive, but he immediately found that the sword light was not harmful, but some information flowed through his mind.

Tiangang swordsmanship, advanced immortal arts......

A piece of information with a slight ancient flavor quickly flashed through Xun Qiu's mind, which also made him have some understanding of the so-called Tiangang swordsmanship.