Chapter 17 Zhou Tianyan Star Sword Technique

The candlelight flickered, Lin Xuan sat upright in front of the bookshelf, the dim shadow was reflected on the wall, and his lonely figure looked a little gloomy.

He was holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand, the corners of the ancient book were slightly curled, and there were even multiple holes around his body, which looked like he was a little old.

Although the ancient book was damaged in many places, this did not affect Lin Xuan's interest.

"What a crazy sword move, if I had come a few years earlier and met you, how good it would be!"

This book is called "Yan Jian Ce", is a book written by a peerless swordsman two hundred years ago, the swordsman has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for 20 years, and is respected by the people of the rivers and lakes as the peerless sword saint, in the book he described his life and people 13,722 sword battles, and won 13,722 battles.

In other words, this person is undefeated in his life!

From the moment he first held the sword, he said that he would be undefeated for the rest of his life, so he really never lost in his life!

He walked into the rivers and lakes at the age of twenty, and at the age of forty he put down his sword and left the rivers and lakes.

It only took twenty years, and no one on the rivers and lakes could take his sword, and it only took twenty years for him to be invincible in the world.

As far as he is concerned, any person, any cultivation, is just a sword.

One sword, life and death!

This book "Yan Sword Duel" is a book written in his later years, the first half is written about his life deeds, and the back is recorded all the swordsmanship he learned and created in his life!

For a swordsman like him, the sword moves left to future generations must be the strongest moves he can ever make.

Lin Xuan found this book from the corner of the bookshelf, pulled it out with a fluke mentality, and couldn't put it down after reading it.

It's a terrible thing that such a precious cheat book is used to pad the desk!

The swordsmanship recorded in this is indeed very exquisite, and the power alone is three points stronger than the swordsmanship he has seen in Daoxuanzong.

Although the swordsmanship he learned in Daoxuanzong was also transmitted from the mortal world to the sect, those swordsmanship were all the top swordsmanship of an era.

The seniors in the sect who are responsible for collecting secular swordsmanship are naturally unwilling to waste time on some ordinary swordsmanship that is not in the stream, so what they collect is often the most famous swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes.

It may be said that the dozens of sword moves recorded in this "Yan Sword Duel" are all the strongest swordsmanship in the secular world for thousands of years!

If you want to rank the secular swordsmanship, the top ten must all come from this book.

Even the sword moves created by Lin Xuan were a little inferior to this.

Before he left the mountain, he divided swordsmanship into two categories, with and without moves.

There are no tricks to win, but there are tricks to win without moves, and it is difficult to judge the strength of the two.

He had already learned the swordsmanship he had learned, and he had touched the realm of no moves, but his comprehension of this no-trick path was too shallow, and he couldn't take it at all when he confronted the strong.

Later, he found another way and created several sword moves, so he had the idea of trying the sword, and by constantly improving his sword moves, he could achieve the ultimate in tricks!

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little frustrated, the swordsmanship he learned can be regarded as the swordsmanship of suppressing an era, and his own swordsmanship has been praised by many people as the strongest in the world, and now it seems that it is all just a joke.

Lin Xuan had never been disappointed in his talent, but at this moment, it seemed that the author who wrote this book was better than him in terms of talent alone.

"Hah!"

Lin Xuan smiled wistfully, and he said softly: "With this book, I can be stronger, the swordsmanship you left behind is still cheaper for me after all!"

"If we were opponents, how good it would be to have a game!"

In the second half of his life, he never met an opponent who could make him use his sword, and for him, life may be considered a torment!

The most important thing a swordsman wants to meet in the world is an opponent, and he has never met an opponent in his life, and the invincible loneliness of the world is hard to imagine!

Lin Xuan also used a sword, he could understand that kind of loneliness like snow!

He shook his head and chuckled, "If I am desperate and let go of all my cultivation, which is stronger or weaker between you and me?"

"If so, it is the victory or defeat that is divided, not the level of swordsmanship. Now it seems that I can't beat you after all!"

Lin Xuan rarely cared about victory or defeat, whether it was in his previous life or in this life, for him, the one who had the last laugh was often considered a winner, and the victory or defeat for a while was not important.

And what he meant by letting go of everything was to crush the mortal body with the body of a half-immortal and use his own mana to fight.

In this way, he will prevail!

Immortal cultivators are much stronger than mortals!

His swordsmanship is not as good as his, but he can beat him, which makes him feel a little comforted.

That person didn't use his sword, and only used some sword moves that had been handed down to make Lin Xuan feel powerless.

At this moment, he has some nostalgia in his heart!

At this time, he takes the victory and defeat very seriously!

He has been learning swords for many years, but he can't compare to a mortal, and he is a little unwilling after all!

In the final analysis, that person was a swordsman in general, Lin Xuan.

When Lin Xuan held the sword, he rarely counted the gains and losses, the only thing he felt was important was the surprise of the moment the sword was released.

Now, before he draws his sword, he has already lost most of it!

"If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher. One of the swords, you are my teacher, but one day I will surpass you!"

Lin Xuan suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, frowned and continued to flip through the ancient books in his hand.

"Huh?"

"What is this?"

There were no words on the last three pages of the ancient scroll, but there were many shallow dents on the pages, which seemed to ordinary people to be just fine textures, but in Lin Xuan's eyes, they were not ordinary.

Those marks, at first glance, look like countless dense dots pierced by needles, but in fact they are many words that are too small to be recognized.

"Lao Tzu is ready to be here, leaving a set of the strongest swordsmanship that has never been seen before or since, if you are lucky enough to recognize these words, then congratulations, you have made a lot of money!"

"Do you want to know, how did Lao Tzu leave the words here?"

"You would never have imagined that I stabbed this word with my sword!"

"Hahaha! Don't you particularly admire Lao Tzu?"

"Zhou Xiaocaoliu, the strongest sword saint in the rivers and lakes!"

Seeing this, Lin Xuan's face changed, his mind buzzed, and a monstrous wave set off in his heart.

His eyes widened, and he said with a face full of disbelief: "Such a meticulous work can be done with a sword?"

There was no more disbelief in his heart, and all that was left was admiration.

"The strongest Sword Saint, Zhou Xiaocao?"

Lin Xuan looked at these words, and the competitive fire in his heart slowly ignited.

The strokes of those characters are all of average size, the font is vigorous and powerful, and each stroke seems to be full of unstoppable sharpness.

These words were like an eternal piece of ice, Lin Xuan's gaze fell on it, and he couldn't help but feel a chill, which made him very uncomfortable.

But who would have imagined that this would be a masterpiece stabbed by a sword?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Xuan wouldn't have known that someone could control his power in the slightest.

This kind of difficulty is like smashing an ant with your own fist, only destroying one leg of the ant, and no other place can suffer a trace of leakage.

Besides, the fist is still a part of the body, and the sword is a foreign object after all!

"Lao Tzu was so bored after he lived in seclusion that he wanted to find something challenging to do to pass the time. ”

"There are all kinds of martial arts moves in this world, and some of them even have a little restraint, so can there also be a set of sword moves to restrain all the tricks in the world?"

"Lao Tzu secretly infiltrated the various sects in the rivers and lakes, borrowed their martial arts secrets, and finally let me discover a bit of mystery. ”

"One life is two, two is three, three is everything, Lao Tzu's swordsmanship can derive tens of millions of sword moves, and at the same time restrain all the tricks in the world!"

"You say, is Lao Tzu powerful?"

Lin Xuan continued to browse, and the chill in his heart became heavier and heavier, and he always felt like a sharp sword was aimed at his heart.

"Everything in the world has a meaning of existence, and the fate of all things in the world is hidden in the stars of Zhou Tian. ”

"There is a white-bearded old Taoist who knows how to watch the stars, and through the stars, he can know five hundred years up and five hundred years down. ”

Lao Tzu went to great lengths to find him and asked him for stargazing. He refused to give it to me, so Lao Tzu plucked out his beard and hair, put a sword around his neck, and forced him to submit. ”

500 years above, 500 years below?

Even in the current cultivation realm, the strongest Dao Xuanzong Sect leader on the bright side can only deduce some fragments of the next few decades through the stars.

If he had stated the facts, then the white-bearded old man would not have been mortal!

From this point of view, then he Zhou Xiaocao should not be a mortal!

Lin Xuan was a little confused, but he still chose to continue to look down.

"After I got stargazing, I combined my own swordsmanship with it, thus creating a set of the world's strongest swordsmanship "Zhou Tian Yanxing Sword Technique"!"

Looking down, Lin Xuan's expression suddenly became in a trance.

Everything around was pitch black, there was no light and no sound.

Although he was not afraid of the night, everything he saw at the moment was black, and the endless darkness stretched from under his feet into the distance.

He seemed to be in a boundless space, where there was only himself, and there was nothing but loneliness!

Suddenly, a pale blue light appeared beside him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was the light of the stars.

Suddenly, the deep and distant dark space changed.

The pale blue light began to tremble slowly.

From a trace of blue light, it gradually turned into an unbloomed blue lotus.

And the root of the blue lotus bloomed with a blazing and dazzling firelight, drawing a beautiful arc-shaped track.

It dragged a brilliant beam of light, like a beautiful and gentle ribbon of silk, floating leisurely in the endless black.

I don't know where it fluttered, and the blue lotus suddenly bloomed.

A crystal clear blue lotus flower appeared in Lin Xuan's eyes, the flower was pure and beautiful, and its appearance was very moving.

The depths of his pitch-black pupils were also stained with a trace of blue light.

There was only one lotus flower there, but after the first lotus flower opened, more than 10 million flowers burst out of the dark sky.

Those blue lotus flowers fluttered in the air, leaving countless complex and delicate trajectories in the black space.

"Are these trajectories the so-called fate, and what do these interlaced trajectories represent?"

Lin Xuan's face was reflected in the blue light, looking uncalm, and he said in shock.

"With such means, how can you be just a charlatan?"

"Peerless Sword Saint, Zhou Xiaocao, who are you?"

Eventually, all the lotus flowers stopped changing and all flew up into the distant sky.

From the bottom up, it looks like beams of light poured into the sky, leaving behind a dazzling blue light, and all the lotus flowers stopped in the sky, becoming countless stars on the magnificent sky......

"The stars in the sky turn, and you can pick the stars with your hands, but the lotus flower that was at your fingertips before is actually full of stars?"

"Bi Xiaoxing, three or five in the east. Su Su night march, dreaming of night in the office, the real life is different!"

"Hello little star, Wei participates in the Pleiades. Su Su Xiaozheng, hugging and wrapping, the real life is not the same!"

He raised his eyes, looked at the faint stars, and sighed, his expression a little embarrassed.

"This is fate, this is fate?"