Chapter 233: Nine Styles Missing One
Lu Shen didn't lie.
Because when the wind and sand dissipate, the road signs on the ground have completely disappeared.
When he used his sword to detect movements within a thousand miles, there was nothing worth noting.
Even if Lu Shen could guarantee that he would always be able to walk in a straight line in the desert, he didn't know which way he was going at the beginning.
Thereupon.... He was really lost.
"Didn't the seniors have a spiritual instrument?"
"What's that?"
"An instrument that allows the pointer to point to a fixed direction as long as the destination is recorded. ”
"Oh...."
Lu Shen showed a puzzled look in his eyes, he really hadn't heard of it.
When they saw the expression of the man in white, everyone's eyes became strange and full of pity.
For example, as long as the status of this instrument in the sect or family is not low, there will always be a subordinate who is responsible for preparing it.
And in front of him, this person has reached the level of no distance, but he has never even heard of it, and he really has a bad family background.
But no matter what the truth is, everyone is slightly relieved.
Along the way, there is a sword cultivator who has no distance to accompany him, which is simply not too good.
The tall woman hugged her fists and said: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of your predecessors, under Liu Lingbao, the son of Liu Shi in Jiangbei of Dongshengzhou." ”
Lu Shen didn't care, hummed softly, and lowered the curtain.
"Let's go. ”
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The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.
If it is placed outside the plug, the previous sentence is quite deserved.
From afar, smoke rose across the vast land, and the sky turned a dim yellow scene.
Along.
Lu Shen glanced at the ruins of the cave sent by the woman, if his guess was correct, it should be in the southwest of the Ancient Wilderness, where it was a barren swamp.
After a few glances, he took back the space ring, and then took out an ancient book.
A one-of-a-kind copy that was once bought at an auction house.
It is said to be a sword move handed down by Li Yuanmei three hundred years ago, called the Nine Consecutive Sword Spectrum.
Lu Shen opened the lone book, and then slowly flipped through it.
Lu Shen's face was quite serious, and he flipped it meticulously.
It's actually a very strange thing.
It stands to reason that with Lu Shen's vision and qualifications, even if he was a casual cultivator three hundred years ago, he was only a junior, and his kendo cultivation was even less worth mentioning in Lu Shen's eyes.
But when Lu Shen watched it, he was even more serious than when he had watched a sword dragon snake in the East Pavilion.
Half an hour later, Lu Shen showed a look of enlightenment, and then took the sword back into the ring.
Nine swords.
The real name should be called the Nine Turns Sword.
Yes, it is the eighth sword in the Nine Styles of Sword Immortals.
Although there are a lot of fearless and cumbersome moves added to this sword book, it can still retain a trace of sincerity after all.
And after Lu Shen finished reading it, he could naturally think of something from the law of the sword style.
Sword Immortal Nine Style.
Sword one, a sword dragon snake.
Sword two, eight thousand streams of rain.
Sword three, three thousand phantom swords.
Sword four, the north of the underworld is one.
Sword five, phoenix dance nine days.
Seven of swords, three thousand worlds.
Sword eight, nine turn sword.
As for Jian Jiu, Lu Shen never forgot it.
That is, there is one sword left.
Lu Shen thought silently in his heart, and then fell into deep thought.
It stands to reason that the Sword Immortal Nine Styles were just created by himself, and it doesn't matter if he forgets it.
But I don't know why, Lu Shen now seriously wants to think about it.
Late at night.
The bright moon seemed to be blocked by the wind and sand, and it was dim
The bonfire slowly rises.
Lu Shen walked out, sat by the fire and closed his eyes and crossed his knees.
After moving all the way, Lu Shen also had a general understanding of the general origin of this group.
The two women are disciples and sisters of the Liu family in Jiangbei in Dongshengzhou, and the other three men, except for a big man with a stubble on his face who is a loose cultivator, the other two are also the children of a well-known family.
Everyone came all the way here, naturally for the upcoming peak battle of the young generation.
Liu Lingbao watched his surroundings from a distance to avoid encountering the last attack again.
Liu Qianqian, the sword-wielding girl beside her, glanced at the figure next to the bonfire and stuck out her tongue, "Sister, this guy doesn't look much older than us, why is the realm so high?"
Liu Lingbao said softly: "Looking at his appearance and bearing, he is also a sword cultivator, if nothing else, he will definitely be a disciple of the top sect in the three continents." ”
Liu Qianqian stuck out her tongue and whispered: "The skin is still very thick, and he still follows us after taking benefits, and he doesn't want to deal with us, I really think I'm amazing." “
Liu Lingbao glared at his sister who was unobtrusive, and said angrily: "Be cautious in your words and deeds, you don't understand anything, your predecessors are willing to walk with us, at least you don't have to worry about being attacked." ”
Liu Qianqian smiled and revealed two delicate little tiger teeth, and there was a sly look in her eyes, "Sister, I heard that Kunlun Daoyi is in the Demon City now, is it really as good-looking as others say." ”
Liu Lingbao said angrily: "If you are lucky enough to meet you in the future, look at it yourself, little nymphomaniac! I wondered, I had never seen it, but it was like a demon, so I had to follow." ”
Liu Qianqian pursed her lips and said unconvinced: "Who told us that our family is full of big straw bales, and there is no one who can see it, I can't find a good man for my sister." ”
"Little Nizi, you're going to die. ”
Liu Lingbao pinched Lu Qianqian hard.
Liu Qianqian didn't care, anyway, my sister couldn't use her strength, she just sighed, "I don't know if Daoyi is as good-looking as rumored...."
Speaking of this, Liu Qianqian glanced at the back of the man beside the bonfire, and said with a smile: "Well, it must be several times better than that guy!"
Liu Lingbao's eyes were strange, "Can it be counted like this?"
Liu Qianqian whispered: "Yes, this guy is a Wuxing Sword Cultivator, and Dao Yi is said to have already been a three-sect immortal, and said that his appearance is unparalleled, and this guy in front of him is also good-looking, so... If you don't count it in all aspects, you will be twice as powerful as him. ”
Liu Lingbao subconsciously thought, thinking that if that was the case, it would indeed look good.
It's just that she didn't care, no matter how high these people were, they were too illusory after all.
Liu Qianqian suddenly approached and said loudly: "Sister, I won't tell others that you already have a sweetheart, it seems to be one of the Seven Heroes of Zhongzhou, it is said that he will also go to the Demon City today!"
The younger generation at the peak of the Holy Land, after all, is only known by word of mouth on the mainland, and there is no one in ten thousand who can really see it with their own eyes, which is extremely ethereal.
However, there has always been no shortage of talking points and fame in the rivers and lakes, and in recent years, there has been a saying that there are seven heroes, all of whom are geniuses and handsome men of first-class sects or families in the four continents.
Over time, he became known as the Seven Heroes and the Three Fairies.
And it seems that because it is more down-to-earth, the limelight is even more fierce than that of the Holy Land for a while.
was suddenly poked into the woman's heart, her face was blushing, and she said angrily: "Xiao Nizi, see if I don't kill you today!"
"Ah, spare my life, I was wrong!" Liu Qianqian fled in a panic.
The two women inadvertently frolicked and played, and the smile couldn't help but make the two children of the same family not far away subconsciously unable to take their eyes off.
As for the person in the farthest distance, it was a rough man, silently wiping the long knife in his hand, his eyes indifferent.
Lu Shen glanced at the sky and suddenly said, "It's time to go." ”
Liu Lingbao stopped playing and said in astonishment: "Senior.... It doesn't seem to be a good way to walk in the evening. ”
Lu Shen ignored it and ordered: "The sandstorm is coming, it's not safe here, go ahead for another twenty miles." ”