Nothing was said all night.

When it was dawn, Xu Baichuan sat in the Tibetan Sword Building early and began to read the kendo classics, and when he finished reading the book in his hand, it was already noon. After eating, he picked up the autumn wind that he hadn't used for a long time and slowly practiced a set of swordsmanship.

Carefully experience the difference, feel the difference between having a sword immortal remnant soul here, and no sword immortal remnant soul, after all, after going down the mountain, it is inevitable to fight with people, and you need to be careful to prepare.

When he put away his sword, he had a rough idea of Qiu Feng's situation, and it was a lot weaker, but in the face of the monks of the three sects, killing each other in the same realm, he was definitely victorious within three feet.

Xu Baichuan's expression was flat, although the sword weapon is extremely important to sword cultivation, no less than the second life, but it can't rely on the sword in his hand, the real reliance is still on his own cultivation realm, he has been watching the swordsmanship of his predecessors all these years, and wants to get out of his own way, so he abandoned his practice, otherwise with his accumulation, it is not this realm now, at least he can break through another realm.

It's not a difficult problem for him.

The foundation is solid, and the rest is a matter of course.

So after he finished practicing the sword, he didn't go back to the Tibetan Sword Tower, but followed a path to a quiet peak, found a clean place, and silently began to pick up the long-abandoned practice, wanting to break through the refining method before going down the mountain, reach the heart light, and add some capital.

Time passed slowly, and no one bothered him during the time when he began to practice in earnest.

In the last thunderstorm at the end of spring, Xu Baichuan put the autumn wind on his knees, sat cross-legged under an old pine, and listened to the rain all night, even if it was a thunderstorm, it did not wake him up, and when the rain stopped, the autumn wind emitted a clear sword sound, and the sword qi on the sword body was great, and Xu Baichuan got up from the ground, walked out of the old pine shade, pulled out the autumn wind, and slashed out a sword at will.

And where the wind blows, the verdant green grass in the spring is actually a little yellow.

It seems that autumn has come early, but it is still late spring.

Xu Baichuan looked at the yellowing grass on the ground, was silent, and muttered to himself after a long time: "It's time to go down the mountain." ”

"Good!"

Before the words fell, he heard a good word, Xu Baichuan heard the prestige, and saw Wang Cunyang walking towards him with a wet bamboo umbrella, it was obvious that this good word just now was what Wang Cunyang said.

Xu Baichuan asked softly, "What's good?"

Wang Cunyang stood beside him, did not answer this question, but closed his eyes slightly, feeling the sword qi and sword intent that had not yet dissipated, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a look of admiration on his face, in the past month or so, he had watched Xu Baichuan practice, and he had also heard Xu Baichuan's determination to break through the realm of refining in a month, and he felt a little ridiculous at the time, not long after he arrived at the refining, he did not carefully precipitate for three years and five years, and he thought about breaking through the next realm, how could it be so easy, cultivation is not about eating and drinking, just open his mouth to solve it, but now Xu Baichuan's situation can't help but make him stunned, in just one month, from refining the law to the heart fire, looking at this calm appearance, it seems that there is still strength left, which is what surprises him.

When Xu Baichuan had not yet climbed the mountain, he had the title of the first person of the younger generation, he was not convinced at first, what about superb swordsmanship, after all, the world is based on the realm of cultivation, you don't see those swordsmen under the mountain who have honed their swordsmanship for a lifetime, but they still can't withstand a small monk's blow, so they only think that Xu Baichuan is the best swordsmanship.

But now, breaking through the realm in January, this name is really home, and no one dares to say anything more next to him.

It's just that he didn't say this thought in front of Xu Baichuan, and he just praised it, but at that time he still had the intention of laughing, and it was really not beautiful to say it, he thought about it and asked, "When are you going to go down the mountain?"

Xu Baichuan thought for a while and replied: "Originally, I was thinking that I would go down the mountain in the early summer and be able to read in the Tibetan Sword Building for a while longer, but now I want to come, but I don't have to, I have read enough books in the past three years, and I remember a lot of swordsmanship, read more, read less, there is not much difference, after all, it is enough for me now, as for the future, it will be said later." ”

Wang Cunyang said softly: "The book of the Hidden Sword Building, is it really so good-looking?"

This is a question that has always existed in his heart, and it is also the doubt in the hearts of the younger generation of sword cultivators now, all kinds of classics are obscure, but they record the truth in vague language, which makes people look at it for a while, so the last thing they want to go to is the Hidden Sword Tower.

Xu Baichuan sighed, it was not easy to say anything to him, after all, each had their own ideas, just like a bowl of tofu brain, there can also be sweet and salty arguments, it is not clear, it is all up to their own preferences.

Xu Baichuan said calmly: "In my opinion, it is particularly exciting, the truth recorded in it is like a big river, even if you only take one drop, it is enough to benefit for a lifetime, at least break through the realm, it will be of great help." ”

That's all there is to it.

Wang Cunyang's eyes suddenly had brilliance, after seeing Xu Baichuan's achievements for a month, he was convinced of what he said, if it was really like this, wouldn't it mean that it would be much easier to practice swords in the future, but soon he was low again, the Tibetan Sword Building recorded a lot of predecessors' truths, which he knew, but it didn't mean that he could see it, in contrast, it was still simple to listen to others teach the truth.

Wang Cunyang frowned and sighed, "There is no easier and simpler way?"

Xu Baichuan said sarcastically: "If you want to be easy and simple, then why do you still want to practice swords, why don't you go to Western Buddhism to eat fasting and chant Buddha? Wouldn't that be simpler, just meditate and chant all day long, and you don't need to move, you can naturally break through the realm when the opportunity comes, and you will not be called a great monk in the future." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Compared to the broad road of the monks of the three sects, the way of the sword is a rugged path, the road is full of thorns and bushes, and from time to time there are some jackals, tigers and leopards that hurt people, not to mention the cold summer and severe heat, if you don't have perseverance, then what are you doing practicing swords?"

Wang Cunyang, who was speechless by this call, turned red, and he didn't dare to argue, so he could only lower his head and look at the yellowed grass on the ground, wanting to see a flower from it.

After Xu Baichuan said these words again, he felt inexplicably familiar, and thought about it in his memory, and suddenly remembered the days in Shanhe Pass, where he met a sword cultivator named Xie Qinghuan, and his mind was the same as Wang Cunyang, so he also talked to Xie Qinghuan about this passage, thinking that it was just an example, but he never expected that this was the norm, and for a while he had some thoughts about swordsmanship, but he quickly laughed at himself, this is not the sky is falling, and there is a tall person on top, and it is not time for him to worry.

He only needs to practice his sword now, and he doesn't have to worry too much about the rest.

Xu Baichuan shook his head, and didn't care about Wang Cunyang, who was bowing his head and feeling sorry for himself, he held the autumn wind in his arms and went down the trail.

The footsteps were a little brisk, and in a blink of an eye, they had already left the mountain.

He has always felt that his cultivation qualifications are only middle and upper, and logically speaking, he should be slower than the geniuses of the Sword Sect who practice, but now that he has only been practicing the sword for three years, he has jumped up, breaking through the realm is as simple as eating and drinking, and if he is not careful, he will surpass those so-called geniuses.

Could it be that his qualifications are not bad? He is also a genius?

He didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

Whatever.

Just practice swords with peace of mind.

returned to the Tibetan Sword Building after a long absence, and before he could make any move, he was stopped by the owner of the building who closed his eyes and recuperated.

"Breakthrough?"

Xu Baichuan came to the landlord, nodded, and said with a smile: "At first, I thought it would be very difficult, I always thought it would be a joke, and I was a little apprehensive in my heart, but then I felt that it was not as difficult as I imagined, and it was always easy." ”

The landlord smiled: "Do you know that if you say this, those arrogant boys will definitely think that you are lying, since ancient times, how can it be so easy to break through the realm, you are the second I have seen." ”

Xu Baichuan said softly: "What about the first one?"

The landlord smiled and didn't answer, and stretched out a finger to himself, the meaning was obvious.

Xu Baichuan was immediately convinced and said many words of praise.

The landlord laughed heartily: "The old man thinks that he was also the first-class genius in the Sword Sect at the beginning, and even Senior Brother Yang Yi has to live behind me, not to mention those bullshit Daomen Holy Sons of Buddhism, when the old man takes out the sword, who will not retreat, for fear of being killed by me!"

Xu Baichuan was noncommittal.

Regardless of the truth of what the landlord said, but the arrogance in these words cannot be faked, and the attitude of disdain when it comes to the Holy Son of Daomen, he has a full experience.

When the landlord said that he was on the head, he stood up from the bamboo chair, made a sword with his hand, and waved a set of swordsmanship casually, which was a little disorganized, as if a variety of swordsmanship was mixed together, and the people who looked at it were dizzy, and there was a sense of awkwardness in their hearts.

Xu Baichuan knew that this was a rare and good opportunity, the main cultivation of the building was very superb, before he was injured, but the sword cultivation of the Tianmen realm, even from the position of the sword immortal, was only one step away, although he had not stepped over until now, but watching him dance the sword, it was also a big creation.

In the past three years, he has read a lot of swordsmanship, and under the mutual confirmation, his own swordsmanship has made a lot of progress.

By the time he came back to his senses, the landlord had already stopped dancing his sword and was looking at him with a smile.

Xu Baichuan took a deep breath and bowed solemnly to the landlord.

The landlord accepted it calmly, and the grace of a word can still be a teacher, and he naturally received this gift by his sword creation.

Besides, he was very satisfied with this sword.

Xu Baichuan's studious mind, in his opinion, is really rare, love talent, everyone has, Xu Baichuan has been in his building for three years, when they are separated, they always have to give some gifts, let alone as a companion for these three years.

The landlord said, "When are you going to leave?"

Xu Baichuan said seriously: "Three days later." ”

The landlord nodded, "I know your temperament, and I don't have to tell you anything, in my opinion, as long as you can stick to your heart, your achievements in the future will definitely not be low, at least not lower than the old man, and even that realm can think about it, and then it will be extremely beautiful." ”

Xu Baichuan said with a smile: "That's a matter for the future, it's not accurate to say now, but when did you take that step, senior?"

The landlord shook his head, his face was calm, and he said softly: "Maybe it's okay, maybe it's not okay, when the old man steps out of the Tibetan Sword Building, it's when he takes that step." ”

Xu Baichuan rubbed his hair and whispered three words.

The sound was not loud, and it didn't come far.

When the landlord heard it, he was very happy.

What are the three words of your Tao?

Liu Jianxian!

The landlord, who was originally named Liu Shan, felt very satisfied.