Yan Yueshen, who was not far away, looked at this familiar scene with great interest, and after Feng Xuan disappeared, he was reaching out and groping for the wall, but the wall was always a wall, without the slightest abnormality, and the penetration of his divine sense was just a wall, a pile of rocks.

"I know that only their clan can enter, but unfortunately I am still a little curious!" Yan Yueshen couldn't hide her disappointed look, the holy land of the Five Elements Clan, even she wanted to find out.

The blood abyss was as bloody as ever, and the most direct feeling of falling into the sea of blood was still the rolling of blood, the breathing was not smooth, and the eyes were red and the killing aura was strong. Forcibly enduring the discomfort, Feng Xuan still couldn't bear the bloody aura of the sea of blood, and went ashore in embarrassment to vomit.

"How did this place come to be, the power of the blood demon is so strong!" Feng Xuan was also the second time he had entered the sea of blood, and he was still affected by the power of the blood evil, and his qi and blood were surging and swallowing his saliva, and then he staggered out of the cave and stood by the fire in a daze.

"The mystery of the blood abyss must be in the sea of blood, but how can I resist this rich blood power? It's too rich, and when you get close, the blood will surge and lose consciousness, leaving only the killing qi left. Feng Xuan hugged his head in distress and sat on the ground.

After a whole night, Feng Xuan had no choice but to walk out of the blood abyss dejectedly, familiar ripples appeared, and Feng Xuan returned to the rooftop again.

"It seems that nothing has been found!" Looking at Feng Xuan's lost figure, a smile appeared on the corner of Yan Yueshen's mouth who was hiding in the dark.

The lost Feng Xuan returned to the little senior sister's courtyard, sitting in the courtyard sullenly, and did not go to meditation at the turn of the sun and the moon. After the little senior sister finished her meditation, she saw Feng Xuan sulking at a glance.

"Little junior brother, what's wrong with you, you didn't go to the retreat today!" asked the little senior sister suspiciously.

"Little Senior Sister, am I particularly useless...."Feng Xuan said in frustration.

"What's wrong with you, junior brother, why do you think so?" Feng Ming sat down next to the junior brother.

"Xing Weijian is right, I am the same age as him, and I have indeed disgraced my master. Feng Xuan couldn't help but think of the Holy Land Blood Abyss, and he was lost at the moment.

"He entered the door early, and he has been cultivated by the second elder since he can remember, and what he said yesterday was to ridicule others!"

"So I don't think I'm of any use at all!" Feng Xuan said in frustration, and then Feng Xuan also thought a lot.

It's been four years, Leng Hanruo and Xiaorou have been taught by the predecessors of the Sword Immortal, and now they don't know what realm it is, and Zuo Tianya, who held the sword at the beginning of the year, has now become a great sword, right?

"Little junior brother, you are already very powerful, what kind of existence is the Zen seal, you can still break it. The Four Elephant Array is the second elder's housekeeping skill, and the disciples under the Heavenly Punishment Sect have not mastered it, you haven't practiced the sword technique yet, it is normal to be less than the punishment sword, and his sword skill is a little more advanced!" The little senior sister slowly enlightened.

"Is the sword technique of Xingwei Sword a little more advanced?" Feng Xuan asked rhetorically.

"Yes, junior brother, you have simply practiced basic swordsmanship, and Xing Wei Sword has been cultivating Heavenly Punishment under the cultivation of the Second Elder for several years!" said the little senior sister with a shake of her head.

"His swordsmanship is a little more advanced, and the master is for me to practice basic swordsmanship..... Feng Xuan muttered.

"Because you haven't practiced swordsmanship, you can only get started by practicing basic swordsmanship, and then understand Daddy's swordsmanship..."The little senior sister patiently explained.

"His swordsmanship is a little more advanced, and mine is just basic swordsmanship...."Feng Xuan didn't hear the words of the small world, but closed his eyes as he muttered these two sentences over and over again.....

"Basic Swordsmanship....Basic Swordsmanship....Advanced Swordsmanship... Advanced Sword Technique ....." Feng Xuan was stunned, and kept babbling...

"I see!" said after a long time, Feng Xuan slowly stood up and said silently.

"Little junior brother, what's wrong with you?" the little senior sister stood up anxiously and looked at Feng Xuan.

"Thank you, little sister, thanks to the little sister's suggestion, I have some understanding!" Feng Xuan solemnly thanked the little sister.

"What the hell is going on?" the little sister was even more puzzled.

"There is no distinction between superior and inferior swordsmanship, whether it is advanced or basic, it depends on the person holding the sword, if you agree with the difference between superior and inferior in your heart, you will lose from the beginning!"

Feng Xuan pulled out the long sword on his back and said slowly, at the same time, an indescribable momentum rose from the bottom of Feng Xuan's heart, and the little senior sister looked at this scene in shock, this feeling The little senior sister had felt on her father's sword floating, it was a kind of sword momentum.

"There is no distinction between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, so why do you need to divide swordsmanship and swordsmanship?" the little senior sister asked blankly.

"All sword techniques are derived from basic swordsmanship, which varies from person to person, no matter how advanced the sword technique is, it is created by people, but the basic sword tricks are the same, no matter how exquisite the sword trick is, it can't fit with the second person, which is why there is only one sword master, one sword god, one sword immortal and one sword soul under the starry sky, the only one, the only one and only sword!" Feng Xuan said silently.

"Little junior brother, ...... you" Feng Ming looked at the little junior brother in front of him in shock.

"Actually, Shizun has already passed on the way of the sword to me from the beginning, but my qualifications are dull, and I have only now comprehended it!" Feng Xuan showed an inexplicable smile.

"What did Daddy say?" the little senior sister couldn't help asking. E-book bar

"Master Venerable said that when you pick up the sword in your hand, the sword will make a choice for you! As a swordsman, if you don't even believe in the sword in your hand, how can you talk about sword cultivation?" Feng Xuan said slowly.

"Little Brother ....." Looking at Feng Xuan, who was exuding a powerful momentum at the moment, the little senior sister didn't know what to say.

"Thank you, little senior sister, if it weren't for little senior sister, I don't know when I would be able to comprehend!"

"Little junior brother, hurry up, I didn't do anything!" The little senior sister was very flustered at the moment, and hurriedly helped Feng Xuan up,

"Little Senior Sister don't worry, no matter what I become, I'm still Feng Xuan, I'm still Little Senior Sister's follower, don't forget that I'm covered by Little Senior Sister!" Feng Xuan said with a smile.

"Hmph, it's good that you haven't forgotten!" the little sister laughed happily.

"Little Senior Sister, I have realized something, I need to retreat..."Feng Xuan hesitated.

"Well, that house is for retreat, little junior brother, go quickly!" the little senior sister was understanding, pointing to the house on the side and said quickly.

"Well, I'm going to retreat!" Feng Xuan smiled and waved away.

"It's another monster, daddy is a monster in his eye!But the little junior brother is definitely not a monster!" The little sister didn't know what to think of, and smiled........

The words of the little senior sister made Feng Xuan realize a lot, not only the comprehension of the sword, but more importantly, Feng Xuan found the lost Dao heart, yes, if a monk doesn't believe in himself, how can he talk about cultivation.

Feng Xuan has always lacked a Taoist heart, and has been thinking passively since he can remember, so that every time a tragedy happens, Feng Xuan is subconsciously evading, and confusion and ignorance have been spreading in his heart.

Many people have expectations for him, but he has never known what to do, originally Feng Xuan was an ordinary person with a kind heart, but the reincarnation of fate forced him to make a choice.

Since the opening of Longjiazhuang, one thing after another, I have complained along the way, and I have also shouted that heaven is unfair, until the words of the little senior sister that Feng Xuan woke up.

I have always had a lot, and the cultivation realm is not that I can be at peace without provoking others, and the existence of a monk is not just a simple morality that can convince everything, there is no injustice and no revenge, and the only sword will be put to death as soon as he strikes.

Knowing nothing, the Pure Land Sect will use the power of the Pure Land Sect to completely strangle him in the cradle for the sake of the ethereal heavenly opportunity. The high monks do not estimate the feelings of others at all, the strong dominate the weak, and those in positions of strength have no choice at all.

Shizun clearly told himself at the beginning that there is no other way to go, only to pick up the sword in his hand, overcome thorns and thorns, and block and kill people and kill Buddhas!

"When you pick up the sword in your hand, the sword makes a choice for you!" Feng Xuan muttered this sentence to death, deeply imprinted in the depths of his Dao heart.

Silently thinking back to everything that had happened these days, Feng Xuan's originally innocent face gradually became indifferent.

"Everyone is my enemy, blindly giving in is just getting worse, I, Fengxuan, will never be slaughtered again, absolutely not, I will inherit the surname of Grandpa Long Zhan, and I, Long Fengxuan, will change all this!" Long Fengxuan silently declared his oath.

Long Fengxuan, who had made up his mind, came to the courtyard again that night when no one was there, without the slightest hesitation, Long Fengxuan slowly walked into the wall with firm steps, and the familiar space ripples reappeared, and Long Fengxuan disappeared into this void.

"Why do I feel a feeling of palpitations?" Yan Yueshen on the side muttered with a frown......

In the Holy Land Blood Abyss, Long Fengxuan still plunged headlong into the sea of blood, and the entrance to the stone wall here seemed to be connected to the sea of blood, and Long Fengxuan fell into the sea of blood for the third time.

The familiar smell of blood came, the qi and blood began to surge, and the killing qi in his mind began to run wildly, this time Long Fengxuan did not immediately climb the blood sea, but felt all this with his heart and accepted the killing qi.

Endless killing qi filled his mind, Long Fengxuan only felt that his head was about to explode, and unfamiliar messages appeared from time to time, and countless scenes appeared in his mind.

Long Fengxuan shouted in pain, thinking several times about exiting the sea of blood and going to the cave on the shore, but when he thought of Yue Mo's hideous face, Long Fengxuan was full of hatred, and the compassionate face of Monk Yimu made him want to vomit in disgust, and Xing Weijian's disdainful eyes were all stimulating Long Fengxuan.

All the thoughts at the moment came to his mind, the unconscious Long Fengxuan was struggling in the sea of blood, and at this moment he was getting farther and farther away from the shore, and a stone tablet suddenly appeared in the sea of blood, with a few big characters written on it.

"The blood abyss is boundless, turn back to the shore!" Long Fengxuan endured the pain and read aloud, and then Long Fengxuan laughed loudly.

"Turning back, I, Long Fengxuan, will the Pure Land Sect let me go when I turn back? Will Yue Mo let go of my Grandpa Long Zhan? Turn back? I haven't entered the blood abyss at all, so why should I turn back?" Long Fengxuan laughed wildly and shouted loudly.

With Long Fengxuan's shout, the blood-painted stone tablet slowly sank into the sea of blood, and then the sea of blood slowly boiled with the disappearance of the stone tablet.

The ripples of spatial fluctuations came, and the boundless sea of blood blew up stormy waves, and the whirlpools that swept the heavens and the earth were connected to the heavens and the earth, a scene of the apocalyptic world.

As the scene changed, countless white bones floated out of the sea of blood, slowly forming skeleton shelves one by one, and the blood-colored light of the empty skull flashed and stared at Long Fengxuan.

"Come on, the blood abyss is my blood abyss, and I am the only master in the blood abyss!" Long Fengxuan slowly looked at the ruthless and endless skeleton skeleton, and slowly drew out the long sword behind his back.