Xu Baichuan was silent, the old man in the sackcloth robe Wan Jing said very simply, the meaning was naturally understood, it was nothing more than that he couldn't bear to watch the accumulation of thousands of years in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords here in the dark and dust, seeing that he was also a sword cultivator, he wanted to pass it on by his hand, this kind of thing happened a lot in the past years, and it did continue many exercises and inheritances, and it also created many powerful monks.

The accumulation of a sect, even if it has been dilapidated and gradually disappeared with the passage of time, it will not be much worse, not to mention that there have been sword immortals in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords.

Xu Baichuan is naturally excited, as a sword cultivator, he stepped into the avenue because of the sword, whether it is for the future inheritance or for himself to go further, according to the current situation, it is always not wrong to agree, maybe with these accumulations, he can also become that realm.

But he still didn't nod his head in agreement.

As for the reason, it is not because of him, but because of the autumn wind, the sword he has always hung on his waist.

The autumn wind is a fairy sword, there is no need to say much about the wonder of the fairy sword, the moment he stepped into the main hall, Xu Baichuan got a little bit of a not-so-good sense from the autumn wind, and he was wary in his heart, so even if Wanjing said so many words, throwing out the benefits that were extremely tempting even for Tianmen Sword Cultivation, Xu Baichuan still did not nod.

It was once said in the storybook that no matter what you get, you should always pay a price, you have to pay money to buy and sell with people, and you can get paid for doing things with people, so what will you get if you promise it? What will you pay?

Xu Baichuan knew the benefits he would get, but he didn't know the price, so he was waiting.

Waiting for Wanjing's next action, it may be a sentence, or it may be something else.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and Wan Jing had been waiting for Xu Baichuan's reply after he finished speaking, and Xu Baichuan was silent and did not reply, which was not good in Wan Jing's opinion, and it was very different from the calculation in his heart, so the last generation of the valley master of Wanjian Valley tried again.

"Do you want to become a sword immortal? ”

As soon as the words were thrown, Wan Jing saw that Xu Baichuan's face was moved, and he had to say that in the realm of the name of the Sword Immortal, as long as it was the Sword Cultivator who held the sword, there was nothing he didn't care about.

Why did sword cultivation practice swords? Happiness or immortality? These are not, what they are doing is not to become a sword immortal, even if they know that hope is very slim, close to nothing, but it is always good to have hope.

There have been many sword immortals in the history of sword cultivation for 10,000 years, some are as bright as stars, and some are not famous, not to mention those who are bright in the long period, just look at the past hundred years, sword cultivation has a sword immortal Lin Shugui, with only one person and one sword will press the three saints under him, what a high spirit, which sword cultivation does not yearn for, but to this day, there is only Yang Yi who crossed the gate of heaven to compare with Lin Shugui, and the rest of the Tianmen sword cultivation has not been allowed to enter for the rest of his life.

The way of the sword is very difficult to walk, this is the consensus of all sword cultivators in the world, even if the sword immortal is allowed to experience it again, he does not dare to say that he is ten out of ten sure, which is clearly recorded in many kendo classics.

What Wan Jing said, Xu Baichuan didn't believe that if it was really so easy to become a sword immortal, how could the way of the sword wither so that Lin Shugui could carry the world alone.

It doesn't make sense.

"What do you want?" Xu Baichuan finally spoke.

Wan Jing was quite surprised by this, he thought that he was a hot-blooded sword cultivator who was in his youth, even if he was a little more stable, he should not be able to hold back his excitement after hearing the word sword immortal, but Xu Baichuan was calm, like a pool of dark water that people can't see through, such a way to see through the world should not appear on a hairy boy of this age.

This young sword cultivator is really a character.

Very good.

Wanjing thought about what he was going to do, sorted out the wording, and spoke.

"The old man has been here for a long time, since he was two years old and was picked up by the master to grow here, the old man is very good, three years old to learn the sword, only half a month later to understand the sword qi, and then the realm of cultivation all the way to sing, ten years old has reached the heart fire, the master said that the old man has the posture of the sword fairy, the future will be the hope of the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, the old man felt so when he was young, but a little embarrassed, and then with the passage of time in the hundred years when he stepped into the gate of heaven more convinced, looking at the ancient and modern to be able to step into the gate of heaven so quickly dare not say that it can be ranked in the top three, but the top five should always have。 ”

Speaking of which, Wanjing looked proud, it took a hundred years to reach the gate of heaven, and it was still difficult to walk the way of the sword, which is indeed something to be proud of.

Looking at the three religions with a large number of talents and a wide road, it is also rare to put it in it.

Xu Baichuan didn't bother, listening carefully, this is the glory of a sword cultivator, and he won't destroy it.

"The old man became a Tianmen sword cultivator, and naturally became the valley master of the Ten Thousand Swords Valley, as his cultivation became stronger and stronger, his understanding of the way of the sword became more and more profound, seeing that he was only half a step away from stepping into the Tianque Sword Immortal, but he was besieged and killed by the demon because of the revelation of the news, none of the millions of Sword Valley disciples survived, and in the end, there was a big demon who made a move......"

Wanjing's mood fluctuates, his face is full of anger, as the saying goes, it is born from the heart, at this time it is an angry face, and the image that can be produced is naturally angry.

The sword aura in the hall is vertical and horizontal, caught in the wind, and the power is really extraordinary.

No matter how far it has declined after thousands of years, judging from the situation shown at this time, the realm is still a few steps higher than Xu Baichuan.

I just hope I don't have to do it next.

Xu Baichuan thought so, but things were not as he wanted.

Wan Jing suddenly contained his anger, and instead put a smile on his face, he did not show mildness but exuded an astonishing coolness under the background of Sen Leng's sword aura.

"The old man has been here for a thousand years, I thought that it would be so dilapidated and dissipated, and the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords will be completely wiped out in the long flow of time, and the sky will never stop me, today you are here, it should be the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords should not be destroyed, and I should not die. ”

Xu Baichuan took two steps back, frowned and looked at Wanjing exuding gray and black breath in front of him, feeling that it was very tricky.

Although Wanjing's words were not directly spoken, his intelligence also guessed the meaning, everything in Wanjian Valley promised by Wanjing before was not a lie, it was really able to give it all to him, which was equivalent to a transaction, and what he wanted to get was his body.

As a ghost who lives and dies with the Great Array, even if Wanjing is talented, he can't get out of the Great Array, and when the Great Array exhausts its strength and dissipates on its own, it will be completely dissipated, and not a single soul will remain, if you want to get rid of the influence of the Great Array, you must have a body, a sword cultivation body.

This is a necessary condition, if it weren't for this condition, Wanjing would have been trapped here all the time before the body of other monks broke away from the big array.

Speaking of this, the two sides completely ripped off the conversation with both hands, Wanjing wanted to annihilate Xu Baichuan's soul and walk in the world instead, while Xu Baichuan didn't want to be manipulated as a puppet, and at this moment there was nothing to talk about, it was nothing more than you living and dying.

Wan Jing is a very ruthless person, and he is also good at seizing opportunities, Xu Baichuan's realm is seen by him very thoroughly, just a well-informed, and he was a half-step sword immortal before his death, even if he has lost time after death, the realm has been reduced to one in ten, but under the blessing of the large array, he can also exert the strength of Fuyun, so he can be said to have the upper hand against Xu Baichuan, who has lost his blessing under his control, but he still feels that it is not enough, so soon after the words fell, the sword that quietly filled the hall moved.

There were thousands of sword lights flickering like fireflies, turning into a little illusory lightsaber above Xu Baichuan's head, and they arrived in an instant.

What Wanjing wants is Xu Baichuan's body, so he can't destroy the integrity of his body, and what he can use is only the swordsmanship that attacks the soul.

Xu Baichuan was alarmed in his heart, and he was like a great enemy with this sword, and as soon as he waved his hand and pulled out the autumn wind, he slashed out the sword qi one after another, and at the same time, his body kept retreating and tried his best to avoid the sword that was about to fall, but despite this, he was still affected by the aftermath of the attack.

The gap in realm cultivation is even greater than imagined.

Lingtong vs. Fuyun, the absolute strength gap is suppressed, even if he is a genius, he is helpless.

Xu Baichuan endured the headache and nausea caused by the aftermath of the sword qi, and stood twenty steps away from Wanjing, his face sinking like water.

The relationship between sword cultivators is actually very good, even if they don't know each other, or even have a grudge because of some things, they won't fight life and death at every turn, after all, they are both sword cultivators, and it is not easy to walk on this road, and joint support is the right way, if you kill the same kind, how can sword cultivation still be passed on?

But now Wanjing is not among them, maybe he was alive, but now that he is dead and has become a ghost, he no longer abides by this rule.

There is a saying that it is called that all kinds of things in life become empty when they die, and Wanjing is no longer a sword cultivator.

This is the devil!

Wan Jing was not surprised that Xu Baichuan avoided his sword, but took it for granted, Wan Jing's vision as a big man of that era was naturally good, and it was not weak at all for him to be Lingtong at Xu Baichuan's age, plus the Autumn Wind Sword that made him feel a little dangerous, it was normal to do all this.

It's just that he can receive the first sword, but he may not be able to access the second sword, and Wan Jing is very confident in occupying Xu Baichuan's body.

With a wave of his hand, the sword qi surged again, this time it did not condense into a sword, but scattered like a circle surrounding Xu Baichuan.

There is no way to avoid it, there is only a war.

Xu Baichuan is not without confidence, it is not as easy to grasp as it seems, on the contrary, there are many means, which have been revealed a lot before, and it is still possible to show it again this time.

The means are meant to save lives, and they don't have to be cherished too much.

The autumn wind and Xu Baichuan's heart were connected, and they had already begun to induce sword qi when Xu Baichuan's idea was just born.

At the beginning, Lin Shu left three sword qi to Qiu Feng, one was used in Taiping City, one was used in White Jade City, and the last one was left, I thought it would be left for other great demon cultivators and the like, but I didn't expect to leave it to the same kind.

The world is unpredictable.