In the clouds and mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, in the dense forest and sea, one large and one small two people stood opposite each other, compared to Yu Guanlan's relaxation, Xu Baichuan was obviously a lot nervous.

Becoming a monk is a dream of people all over the world, and you can wake up with a smile when you dream, but even though this is the case, there is a kind of monk who is not easy to do, sword cultivation.

Not to mention that everyone shouts and beats, it is not much worse, the road ahead is broken, and the prestige of the past will never be seen again.

Xu Baichuan held the sword for a long time and looked at Yu Guanlan.

"Is the gentleman trying to kill me? ”

"No, you're the one who laid the pawn, and you can't move until you start. Yu Guanlan paused, and suddenly sighed: "Actually, your luck is good, even if you don't practice swords, you can achieve some success when you go to study in a Confucian and Taoist school, and you can get a gentleman name at the end of your life, if you want, I can find you a gentleman who is not bad." ”

Xu Baichuan has studied Confucianism, and if he wants to talk about it, he is also half a Confucian student, and when he was bullied, he also used the words of the sage in the Confucian book to refute it, so he was beaten even worse.

He loosened his sword, a little hesitant, Yu Guanlan was optimistic about him for some reason, and wanted to accept him to study, it was good news for him, a Great Cultivator of the Seven Realms, it was impossible for his status to be low in the entire Great Qin.

But he only picked up the sword, and if he put it down at this time, what he said earlier in the tomb would not become.

Yu Guanlan said that he would not do anything to himself, so he could speak freely, and it was impossible for a dignified monk to break his word and gain weight.

Xu Baichuan shook his head, then pulled out the autumn breeze and said softly: "Reading is useful, but I still want to practice swords." ”

Yu Guanlan thought that the young man in front of him would agree, and even thought in his heart how to go to Yizhuang to ask the old Taoist priest for it, but Xu Baichuan refused neatly, and then Yu Guanlan, who was gentle and elegant and personable, rarely lost his mind, as if he was listening to a joke.

He looked at Xu Baichuan, as if he had something to say, but for some reason, he swallowed it back into his stomach, and finally only sighed and sent Xu Baichuan away with a wave of his sleeves.

In the misty cloud mountain, this famous monk suddenly turned pale, and a drop of blood rolled on his forehead.

There was a very indifferent voice from afar.

"The overall situation is not opened, the chess pieces cannot be moved, this time it is a warning, and the next time you commit it, it will be your head. ”

......

On the fifth day of returning from Yunshan.

Xu Baichuan held the sword, practiced the swordsmanship, and slashed the green bamboo in front of him with a sword, feeling the warm breath in his body, although it was not very strong, it was the bottom among the monks, but he knew that if he and Xu Jiaotou faced each other, without two swords, Xu Jiaotou would die under the sword.

After all, Xu Jiaotou is just a Jianghu man who has worked hard to get his muscles and bones, and he is a sword cultivator.

It's only one step away from becoming a true sword cultivator.

It's completely different from the fake of Zheng Zhupi.

Holding the sword for a while, looking at the bamboo that had been cut by himself, he suddenly thought of something, and his face became a little ugly.

He doesn't have the cultivation of sword cultivation, and the basic sword technique is not countable.

The sword technique is the sword technique, and the exercise method is the practice method, and the two cannot be confused.

Yu Guanlan is right, the reason why sword cultivation is scarce is one thing to be suppressed by others, and the other is that even the authentic qigong method has been lost, even if someone is extremely talented and relies on basic swordsmanship to step into the realm of cultivation, but in the future, no one will lead him, and he may be able to break into the name of the world's first sword in the rivers and lakes, but in front of the monks who are like land immortals, it is not enough.

The night soon came, Xu Baichuan closed the door and walked towards Yizhuang again.

Unlike last time, he had a sword at his waist.

Three feet long.

......

Pushing open the door, the oncoming scene made Xu Baichuan inevitably surprised, the ground in the yard was all renovated, and many potholes were exposed, the old Taoist priest was still lying on the coffin board, and when he saw Xu Baichuan coming in, he just nodded and said hello to each other.

According to the custom, he went to fetch the lantern, but instead of taking the sword on the shelf, he had one of his own, called Autumn Wind.

Before he could set off to find his way, the old Taoist priest stopped him.

This was the second time, the first time was seven days ago, he didn't listen, and then he met the demon.

Now he listened.

"You became a sword cultivator, not to my surprise. ”

Xu Baichuan had a faint bitterness on his face, how could anyone come to know that he was a sword cultivator, which made him feel for a moment that there were still a lot of sword cultivators.

The old Taoist priest did not pretend to be profound, and said bluntly: "Your kid has a good talent for sword training, and Wen Yang Dan can let you break through the realm and reach that threshold. ”

Xu Baichuan found that he couldn't understand the old Taoist priest in front of him, so he just said calmly: "Do what you can." ”

Do your best, that is what you can't do, but you can easily get out of it.

The corners of the old Taoist's mouth flashed with a smile: "It's a clever slippery head, it's not a big deal, it's just to let you kill someone for me, you can't do it in the current realm, you can put it in the future, and you can do it again when you have the strength, don't worry." ”

Xu Baichuan was silent, and only after a long time did he respond softly: "If you don't practice qigong, you can't break the realm." ”

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said indifferently: "If you can do it, then there are naturally some, not only some, but also the best." ”

The old Taoist priest took out a piece of jade pendant and threw it to Xu Baichuan.

"At that time, there were many sword immortals, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the only strongest force in the world, do you know why the sword cultivation withered so neatly and fell from the sky almost in the blink of an eye?"

Xu Baichuan, who was carrying the lantern, carefully took the jade pendant into his arms, and when he heard the old Taoist priest speak, he responded: "I don't know." ”

He really didn't know, although he had heard a lot of sword cultivation legends from his mother and from the storytellers in the rivers and lakes, but most of what he said was a detailed count, thousands of years of things, which had long been buried in the dust of history, and there were people who knew the beginning and the end, but it was not something he could touch, at least not yet.

The old Taoist priest combed his brows, and said calmly with memories: "This world is divided into four worlds, some people have demons, this is the difference, but there is not much difference, just say that the practice, the former realm may have a difference, each with a different name, but the later realms are all different paths, all of them are the peak of the nine realms, there may be a realm above, but no one can step in, only the sword cultivation is like an alternative, he is silent, he opened another road, leaning on the broken iron sword in his hand and splitting half a realm, do you say that he is not angry?"

"Ordinary monks have nine realms, and when they reach the ninth realm, they can be called saints, and the sword cultivation realm is nine and a half, relying on the arrogance of this half of the realm and their chests, they disdain to be saints with ordinary monks, so they changed their names and called them sword immortals. ”

"What is a sword immortal? At first, I didn't know much, but then I was fortunate enough to see a sword fairy wielding a sword from afar, so I felt that the rumors were not false, you must know that the three saints worked together to stop the sword immortal, but under his sword, it was just barely supported, and no one thought it was wrong to say that it was one of the strongest people in the world. ”

"It's strange to say, at first I thought that the sword cultivation had been destroyed, but no one knew where the sword immortal got the inheritance, and he had been practicing in the rivers and lakes, but he had never drawn the sword, and only two times he had drawn the sword, and he had left a lot of prestige. ”

"Before he became a sword immortal, he traveled to this place, and after taking away a person, he left a cultivation decision, saying that he would let me send it out if I saw something I liked, I just thought he was an interesting guy, who would have thought that he could make such a good career, then what he left behind is very unusual. ”

The old Taoist priest smiled and looked at the bulging place in Xu Baichuan's arms, and the meaning was self-evident.

After listening to the old Taoist's chatter, Xu Baichuan didn't care much about his face, and he already believed it in his heart, so he stuffed the jade pendant in his arms to a deeper place.

The old Taoist priest sighed, a little distressed: "Having said that, your talent is not bad in my opinion, but I don't know how long it will take to cultivate to the realm of being able to kill that person." ”

Xu Baichuan was puzzled: "Who is that person, why did you want to kill him?"

"Do you know why I'm here in Yizhuang, it's the stinky shameless one, who said that he would play a fair gamble, he just played some tricks, and then I was trapped here, and it has been a hundred years. ”

Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest's face changed suddenly, pointed to the air in front of him, and scolded, like an enemy with a deep hatred in the sea of blood, looking at his appearance, he wanted to tear off the skin and use it as a pillow.

Xu Baichuan was silent for a moment, with mixed feelings.

Ordinary people only live for dozens of years, but the old Taoist priest has lived here for nearly a hundred years, and he is still so alive, which is very unusual.

Thinking about this, Xu Baichuan laughed at himself, the old Taoist priest and the sword immortal have seen it, if the identity cultivation is not high, then it is a little unreasonable.

After calming down, the old Taoist priest spat on the ground again, and then put his mind on Xu Baichuan.

"That person's name can't be told to you now, it will be perceived by him, and when he reaches the fifth realm, that is, the cave void, he will naturally know that if he doesn't rely on divination, it would be wishful thinking to win me. ”

The old Taoist priest has finished what he wants to say, and now all he says is to insult a certain stinky and shameless person, which sounds good.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed, and it was already the middle of the night, and the gong was beating not far away.

"It's dry, be careful of the candles. ”

Xu Baichuan replaced the lantern with a new one and re-lit it, exhaled a breath, and said calmly to the old Taoist priest: "It's time, I'll go on a night patrol." ”

The old Taoist priest shook his hand indifferently, and said casually: "It's the same as usual, and the things inside won't make a fuss for the time being." ”

Xu Baichuan nodded, stepped on the renovated soil, and slowly walked around Yizhuang.

The old Taoist priest saw that Xu Baichuan was gone, and no one was listening to him, and he felt that scolding was not enjoyable, so he pulled the Taoist robe on his body and covered his face, and fell asleep.

After a while, there was a snoring sound.