Speaking of the Sword God Gu Wujian Mountain, a handsome young man was lying on the ground covered in sweat, surrounded by broken swords, and on a boulder in front of the young man, there were dozens of cracks more than an inch deep, this person was Yu Jingzhi, after more than half a month, he could cut off no less than three hundred iron swords, and he could finally expand the words on this stone, he was lying quietly on the ground, rubbing his right arm with his left hand, which was already as hard as iron stone, and sighed that the emperor lived up to his heart.

Yu Jingzhi was sighing to herself, I heard the song of Yingyan in the distance, it turned out that it was close to noon, Cao Kexin and Mu Siyu came to deliver food to themselves on time, only to see the children holding hands, bright and moving, when they saw the cracks on the stone, the second daughter was also surprised and happy, Cao Kexin was even more happy to hug Yu Jingzhi. In the past ten days, she has stayed on Wujian Mountain every day, and in the morning and evening, she will find time to accompany Yu Jingzhi to practice, the long is an hour, the short is a stick of incense, rain or shine, and now she is full of relief when she sees that the little junior brother has finally achieved something, and patted the latter's shoulder with an old-fashioned attitude and said: "Not bad, yes, I finally lived up to the hard work of the senior sister." ”

Yu Jingzhi also smiled, hugged his fists and said: "Thanks to the care of the two senior sisters these days, I have been able to make rapid progress. ”

Mu Siyu stood quietly aside, she was introverted, she just glanced at Cao Kexin and smiled silently.

On the top of the mountain, Zhou Minjun held a narrow ancient sword, looked at the three people at his feet with a face full of relief, put the long sword in his hand in front of him, and said in a gentle tone that others had never heard of: "Senior Brother Yu, you and I didn't have a chance back then, but I will definitely take care of your son." After that, he returned the sword to its sheath, put the long sword away, returned to his old cold face, and floated down the mountain.

Yu Jingzhi and the two senior sisters were talking and laughing, when they saw Zhou Minjun come to the three of them and said to himself: "Senior nephew Yu, it seems that your internal strength has been small now, so you can rest today, and go to the library tomorrow to see if you can use those sword moves." He looked at Cao Kexin again, "As for Senior Cao's nephew, Master Ling has already returned to the Valley for many days, so you should also go back to the Sword Valley to meet him as soon as possible, right?"

Cao Kexin knew that Uncle Zhou was giving an order to evict guests, and it was also known to everyone in the valley that Uncle Zhou and Master had always been at odds, if Liu Qianyan and Wang Mu had nothing to do on Wujian Mountain all day long, I am afraid that they would have been driven down the mountain by Uncle Zhou with a sword, but she knew that Uncle Zhou had a cold temperament, so she didn't care, but she just stuck out her tongue helplessly and replied: "The disciple knows, and he will return to Sword Valley in a while, so as not to disturb Uncle and Sister Qingxiu." After saying hello to Yu Mu and the others on the side, Edgeworth went away, leaving only a string of words echoing in the mountains: "Little junior brother, you cultivate hard, otherwise beware of senior sister rewarding you with a board..."

The remaining three people couldn't cry or laugh when they heard the words.

After a day of rest, Yu Jingzhi came to the library again, picked up a sword recipe casually, took out the sword and practiced, only to feel that it was quickly integrated, without condensation, after practicing again, it was indescribably hearty, and picked up another book, which was also unimpeded, and the previous discomfort all disappeared, the more he practiced, the more comfortable he became, and the more he had a tacit understanding with the sword, and gradually got better.

In a blink of an eye, the sky darkened, Yu Jingzhi looked up at the window, stretched his waist, although he was still unsatisfied, he also knew the truth that greed could not chew too much, and he thought that he would give up today, and it would not be too late to practice tomorrow. Leaving the library and returning to the room, the past days came to mind, like a dream, thinking about it, and soon fell asleep.

For the next three days, Yu Jingzhi got up early every day and was greedy for darkness, immersed in the library pavilion, and frantically absorbed, but he only wandered on the first and second floors, and never set foot on the third floor, ignoring the manuscripts left by the Immortal Patriarch. One evening, Zhou Minjun came to visit with Mu Siyu, and when he saw that Yu Jingzhi was practicing well, he didn't bother, and stood aside silently.

Seeing Yu Jingzhi put a sword book back on the shelf, shook a sword flower casually, and returned the sword to the sheath, Zhou Minjun coughed lightly, the former turned around and looked, understanding that the senior uncle had something to say to himself, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "The disciple has seen the senior uncle and senior sister, I don't know what the senior uncle has to say?"

Zhou Minjun bowed slightly: "Senior nephew Yu, you must have improved a lot in the past few days, Uncle Shi came here today, and he really has something to tell you." My generation of swordsmen, after all, is a martial artist, the most taboo on paper, now you have a small internal strength, swordsmanship and sword skills have also learned a lot, the only thing lacking is the actual combat experience of fighting with people, so let's do it, tomorrow morning, you and the apprentice have a fight, and let the uncle see how much you have cultivated now. In addition, the commander sent a message, ordering you to go back to Sword Valley tomorrow, there are important matters to discuss, I see that you have not been to the third floor in the past few days, according to the uncle's opinion, you can go to read the patriarch's manuscript tonight, and when the affairs in the valley are dealt with, you can still come here with me to continue practicing. After speaking, he took his apprentice to say goodbye first, and before leaving, he did not forget to remind Yu Jingzhi to rest early, don't look at the manuscript and forget the hour.

"Well, the disciple knows. ”

After seeing the two leave, Yu Jingzhi said to herself: "Uncle Zhou is really cold-hearted and hot-hearted, and he is kind enough to mention me but he is embarrassed to say it clearly, and I don't know how Senior Sister Mu's swordsmanship is, which is stronger or weaker than her now? Forget it, I don't want to do this, let's go and see the patriarch's manuscript first." With this in mind, he took three steps and ran towards the third floor.

The third floor of the library pavilion is lined with bookshelves compared to the first and second floors, extremely empty, after all, Zuo Xianfan's peak period is too short, it can be called a flash in the pan, but among the few manuscripts, there is not a single and a half swordsmanship, Yu Jingzhi picked up a book casually, and it wrote: "Since I worshiped in the Sword God Valley, I have been practicing hard all day long, but my innate qualifications are not as good as your brothers, I have made no achievements for more than 20 years, I am over thirty years old, but I feel that I can't spend my days in chaos, and I will travel far away from the valley tomorrow, but I want to travel thousands of miles, or the fate is still unknown." ”

Seeing this, Yu Jingzhi thought to himself: It seems that the ancestor is indeed as rumored to have mediocre qualifications, no wonder he became famous very late, and I don't know what he encountered during his long journey to be able to practice a divine sword technique?

"I have been from the valley for more than three years, the road is more than thousands of miles, the people are more than thousands, the world, the strange and strange, through the fairy mountain, get a gift from an immortal, according to ancient books, I day and night to comprehend, and finally practice the supreme swordsmanship, this time the demons are a disaster in the world, I have the magic skills, since the way of the sky, kill the demons. ”

Seeing this, Yu Jingzhi finally knew the general situation of the matter, but he flipped through the manuscript on the third floor, and he didn't see any record of the ancient book, knowing that what Zhou Minjun said was true, and the ancestor of Xianfan didn't pass down the swordsmanship for some reason, so he had to continue to read it.

"The battle of Mount Tai, although I was lucky to win, but also the limit is approaching, my life, 30 years of cultivation is light, after the fairy fate, how magnificent! The only regret is only. What do our generation of cultivators want? My teacher once said that what is immortal. What is immortality? When manpower is finally exhausted, 30 years of practice have not broken through the shackles, and it is impossible to seek immortality, and all things are reincarnated in cause and effect, how can there be immortality? On the occasion of death, I suddenly opened, if I have immortality, I will give up my heart, but my flesh and blood, the love word is the most difficult to give up, so the avenue will not live forever! I hope that there will be people who are destined among the disciples of the future generations, know my mind, become the avenue and abandon immortality!

When Yu Jingzhi saw this, he probably understood why this legendary figure didn't leave a single trick or a formula, just because what he got didn't match what he wanted, so he got rid of distracting thoughts, put the manuscript back in place, and respectfully withdrew from the library pavilion