In the last word, Long Fengxuan was unsure, and after that, Shizun Sword Fusheng would rather condense the excess Yuan Dan and never touch the sword path again.

"Is it to forget?" Long Fengxuan muttered to himself, and suddenly Long Fengxuan seemed to have discovered the mystery, and then Jian Fusheng was indeed very jerky when he picked up the long sword again, but Jian Fusheng was very happy.

"Is it to forget the sword moves that have been practiced for many years, and the master would rather condense the excess Yuan Dan in order to create his own sword moves?" Long Fengxuan continued to mutter.

Long Fengxuan's guess was right, Jian Fusheng has practiced swordsmanship for many years, and he has been practicing other people's sword moves, and his kendo cultivation is getting more and more advanced, but Jian Fusheng did not feel a trace of joy, in which he found a truth, no matter how he practiced, other people's is always someone else's, once the kendo cultivation reaches the realm of the original, it will stagnate, and there is no longer the possibility of an inch.

The sword floated and gave up, he didn't want to become the second sword saint, like the second senior brother, the sword path he pursued was ethereal, unrestrained and indestructible, the kind of undisciplined moves, the sword moves that killed people thousands of miles away, for the sake of the sword in his heart, the sword in his hand was sealed in the dust.

began to comprehend other exercises, and did not hesitate to condense other Yuan Dan to force himself to forget the kendo he was practicing, and finally Jian Fusheng created his own brand new kendo - one by one sword domain!

Long Fengxuan was silent, he couldn't calm down for a long time after reading all this, yes, the meaning of Shizun Jian Fusheng was not to let him practice the sword moves of Fusheng Ruomeng, but to tell Long Fengxuan what happened to him, Jian Fusheng didn't tell him all this beforehand, Long Fengxuan himself realized it.

Jian Fusheng was also afraid that Long Fengxuan would be silent in his own kendao, so he didn't worry about telling him again, but Long Fengxuan didn't have the idea of practicing Fusheng Ruomeng at all, and Heavenly Sword Nine Killing also had the idea of hee before, but the arrival of the dead leaves interrupted Long Fengxuan's plan, and then he didn't practice seriously intermittently.

It wasn't until this moment that Long Fengxuan understood the good intentions of the master sword floating, if Long Fengxuan made up his mind to practice the Heavenly Sword Nine Killings, at best, he would be another Cheng Ancestor, if he wanted to take that step, he had to make up his mind to seal the long sword, and then he took the old path of sword floating.

During the period of Long Feng Xuan's enlightenment, Jian Fusheng has never taught a single move, just let Long Feng Xuan understand and understand the overall direction of the sword, and the specific sword moves are filled by themselves in fit, but these truths cannot be said clearly, everyone is different from everyone, you don't see Lu Chuan, if you let Lu Chuan create his own sword, then it will be abolished.

It's not that practicing other people's sword moves is bad, you don't see the sword saint Zuo Qiusi, who dares to say that Zuo Qiusi is not strong? That's it, look at the understanding and look at the choice, Jian Fusheng is glad that Long Fengxuan chose the second path, because he told Long Fengxuan all this.

Long Fengxuan did not live up to the expectations of Sword Fusheng, he understood all this, understood the hard conscience of his master, and bowed deeply to the Phantom Sword Fusheng to thank him.

However, at this moment, the phantom has changed a lot again, the sword surrounded by the phantom of Taiji floats, and after seeing Dacheng, he suddenly swings a sword, a simple sword, a very casual sword, the sword in the void cuts through the heaven and earth, the flower blooms the void, and a space is drawn, and then the phantom slowly disperses......

"Hiss ....." Long Fengxuan was horrified, although it was only a phantom, but in the end, the sword of the sword floated and made Long Fengxuan really feel fear, not frightened, but fearful, this sword had no rules, no moves, and even no name, a simple and random sword, but it caused the void to be shattered and divided into space, which was simply a saint's means, and at that time, the sword was only in the late stage of Jindan.

"It turns out that what the little senior sister said is true, the master really created a world..."Long Fengxuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with difficulty.

The little senior sister's cry that day, Long Fengxuan learned that the master had this feat, and always thought that the little senior sister was spreading the falsehood, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes now, and he knew the horror of the facts, it was too unbelievable, this is simply a means that only saints have.

After that, the phantom on the stone wall has disappeared, Long Fengxuan looked at the sword marks carved on the stone wall for a long time and couldn't calm down, this is the lifelong energy of Shizun Sword, it has never been accidental, it is all by his own efforts, Long Fengxuan sighed.

After a long time, Long Fengxuan knew that it was time to go out to practice, condense his kendo in the experience, interpret his understanding of kendo, and finally perfect kendo and form his own sword domain.

"Disciple thanks to the master's teaching, this time to go out to practice, will definitely live up to the master's expectations, Feng Xuan will definitely perfect his sword path!" Then Long Fengxuan respectfully knelt in front of the stone wall, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and then slowly got up and strode outside......

At the top of Taihang, in the main hall, Long Fengyue and the three of them were instructing the master Jian Fusheng, and the moment Long Fengxuan left, Jian Fusheng noticed it. Sister Literature Network

"Feng Xuan has grown up, has his own Dao heart, and has a general direction for his cultivation!" Jian Fusheng said with relief.

"Did the junior brother still choose to go out to practice and seek his own kendo?" Long Fengyue said silently.

"It's really not interesting, this guy doesn't say hello when he goes out to practice!" Long Fengyu was indeed unwilling to be lonely.

"I'm afraid that the junior disciples think that we are in retreat now, after all, what happened last time was that our state of mind was greatly affected!" Long Fengxue said with a wry smile.

"Okay, everyone has their own mission, and Feng Xuan's enlightenment is much earlier than yours!" Jian Fusheng reprimanded.

"Master, we don't have any bad intentions, right?" Long Fengyu argued.

"It's your least worry-free, it's going to be the Ten Thousand Swords Festival soon, and it's been less than a year since the full battle!" Jian Fusheng said.

"Will Feng Xuan miss the time of the Ten Thousand Swords Society?" Long Fengyu said suddenly.

"Do you think it's you, the Ten Thousand Swords Festival is a grand event that connects the entire cultivation realm, and there are people everywhere mentioning it, Feng Xuan's experience is practice, and it's not going to retreat!" Long Fengyue said.

"Okay, Feng Xuan's affairs will be left alone for the time being, and then you have to work hard, there will be many people in the Ten Thousand Swords Society, and you will have to win glory for the sect when the time comes!" Jian Fusheng paused and said.

"Master, is there any reward for the winner?" Long Fengyu said curiously.

"Of course there is, and it's a magic weapon level you can't even think of!" said Jian Fusheng mysteriously.

"Having said that, what is going on with this Ten Thousand Swords Festival, I often hear you talk about it, but I don't know anything about it, I only know that everyone is very yearning!" Long Fengxue suddenly asked.

"It's a long story..... do you want to hear it?" Jian Fusheng asked.

"Hmm!" the few nodded without thinking.

"This has to start from the origin of the holy land, when the Taoist ancestor was still there, Kunlun Mountain was a gathering place of immortal arts, all the Taoist arts in the world are from Kunlun Mountain, Kunlun gave birth to the originator of immortal arts, and the Taoist ancestor learned immortal arts and passed it down, and established a sect in Kunlun Mountain, which is the origin of Tianxuan Palace!"

"At that time, Tianxuan Palace opened up the way widely, and all the ethnic groups that believed in the Heavenly Dao could learn immortal arts, and all the ethnic groups in the world who believed in the Heavenly Dao went to Kunlun one after another. At that time, all kinds of immortal arts emerged in endlessly, it was the most glorious time of immortal arts, the magic decision, magic weapons and all kinds of heaven and earth spiritual objects were everywhere, and the cultivation of the great opportunity was even more day by day, and gradually the Tianxuan Palace grew stronger, divided into Xuanmen and Miaomen, and the masters were Taixu and Taixuan Zhenren respectively. ”

"Later, I felt the difference between the two, and the mountain gate of sword cultivation arose, the difference with sword cultivation, that is, a kind of monk based on spiritual weapons, after a long time of practice and exploration, and finally sword cultivation overrode all, creating a precedent for sword cultivation, my master Taiyue Zhenren is in charge, and it is not open to the public, but a vein in secret. ”

"Shizun has accepted disciples, they are my senior brother Sword Fei, who is known as Sword Immortal, Second Senior Brother Sword God Sword Imperial Dragon, Third Senior Brother Sword Saint Zuo Qiusi, and My Sword Soul Sword Fei!" Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Jian Fusheng's face.