Sword Tomb Island Cave Heaven, Death Gate Quiet Room.

After experiencing the third dream, although Xu Beiyou did not set foot in the realm of the eighteenth floor of the earth immortal for the third time, but there has been a great change, for Zhu Xian, for this place, for the Shu Gui in his hand, there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity and closeness, especially Shu Gui, finally no longer the state of "mourning is greater than heart death", with a bit of "popularity", and then after perceiving that familiar breath, like dead wood in spring, shine.

Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand to hold the sword, closed his eyes, and slowly immersed himself in this most special sword.

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Biyou Island, it is spring, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, rare birds and cranes can be seen everywhere, it is a place that is no less than the immortal home of Tianfeng of Daomen.

When the bell rang on the Lotus Peak, countless Sword Sect disciples gathered at the Lotus Peak to listen to the sect master's explanation of the way of the sword in front of the majestic Sword Qi Volley Hall.

At this time, on the peak of Lotus Peak, which was not yet shattered, there were many famous sword immortal figures in later generations, including the Great Sword Immortal Shangguan Xianchen, the ancestor of the Xiao family who betrayed the Sword Sect in the future and became the master of the Daomen Sword Peak, and Zhang Chongguang, who was born in the Wei State and was respected as the Sword Emperor in the future, and so on. However, at this time, they were all just young people, the elder Xiao Shen was only in his thirties, and the younger ones were like Shangguan Xianchen, who could only be regarded as teenagers.

Among these people, it is undoubtedly the most dazzling Shangguan Immortal Dust, who is already about to break through the Earth Immortal Realm at a young age, and almost alone has taken away all the brilliance of the Sword Sect, and it is no wonder that he will say that one person is half of the Sword Sect in the future.

However, while everyone was listening intently to the preaching of the contemporary sect leader Xu Lin, Shangguan Xianchen, who had already made a name for himself in the Sword Sect, was hiding at the back of the crowd, leaning against the trunk of the tree with his sword in his hand, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

After a while, another young man of the same age quietly came to Shangguan Xianchen's side, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Shangguan, Shangguan." ”

Shangguan Xianchen opened his eyes and said helplessly: "It's not Shangguan, it's Shangguan Xianchen." ”

The young man grinned and said, "It's all about the same." ”

At this time, Shangguan Xianchen, who was not as indifferent and ruthless as he would be in the future, shook his head and said: "The difference is big, in the officialdom, subordinates call their superiors Shangguan, you call me Shangguan, should you call yourself a subordinate official?"

The young man's head was big for a while, "What kind of officials and officials, I know that you read a lot, but I don't like to read since I was a child, so I came to the Sword Sect to practice swords." ”

Shangguan Xianchen shook his head lightly and said, "If you have this kind of thought, you can't practice swords." ”

The young man became interested and asked, "Then how can I practice my sword well?"

Shangguan Xianchen asked rhetorically, "What is considered a good sword?"

The boy said as a matter of course: "Just like you." ”

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Shangguan Xianchen snorted, and said as a matter of course: "Then you have no hope in this life." ”

When the young man heard this, he was immediately dejected, "Then I can't be a sword immortal in my life?"

Shangguan Xianchen's age was a few years younger than the boy, but he was much more mature than him, and comforted: "If you can't be a sword immortal, you can still be a sword god, a sword emperor, a sword tyrant, a sword emperor, a sword king, there are so many names, you can choose." ”

The young man immediately turned his sorrow into joy, "Then I will call ...... from now on." It's called ...... It's called the Sword Emperor, the Emperor of the Sword, how about it?"

Shangguan Xianchen hummed weakly.

The young man said happily: "Shangguan Shangguan, do you say that the name of Sword Emperor Zhang Chongguang is particularly majestic? ”

Shangguan Xianchen said helplessly: "It's not Shangguan, it's Shangguan Xianchen." ”

Then he whispered to himself: "It's not a sword immortal, it's a great sword immortal." ”

The young man named Zhang Chongguang didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly, only a white-haired young man standing on the tree smiled slightly when he heard this.

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It's still Biyou Island, but it's not spring, but autumn, and it's cold.

It is still the peak of Lotus Peak, it is still the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall, and it is still the sect master Xu Lin, but he is no longer the young man of the year, and he is replaced by a young man with a white head.

Not long ago, Shangguan Xianchen returned to Biyou Island from the Central Plains after tasting the first defeat in his life, and after three days and three nights of retreat, he broke through the barrier and proposed a life-and-death battle to his master Xu Lin.

In the middle of the solemn white jade square, there is a sword sect heavy weapon Zhu Xian, surrounded by purple and blue aura on the sword body, like two real dragons.

Whoever wins is the sect master of the Sword Sect who is in charge of the immortals.

Not long after, Xu Lin floated in, wearing a double sword, which was Xu Lin's own saber salamander, which was used to penetrate the sea, and the whale salamander went deep, hence the name stunning, and there was the sword of the previous generation of suzerain, Wuyanzi's saber, and the water was cut off with it, and it was not closed when it was opened.

Shangguan Xianchen only brought a sword, which can be divided into yin and yang, and distinguish the six qi, which is called Shugui.

Master and apprentice, a battle of life and death.

Neither of them saw a young man who was also young and white-headed standing next to Zhu Xian, reaching out and gently stroking Zhu Xian's sword body. After Xu Beiyou began to absorb Shugui's sword qi divine will, he found that Shugui was a talisman sword, and there was no sword qi at all, but there were many wonders similar to memories, unlike the first three dreams, he did not become the person in the painting, but as a spectator from the outside, coldly watching these things that had already happened.

At this time, Shangguan Xianchen has not been painted in prison for twenty years, and Xu Lin has not yet died, this ancestor's master looks probably middle-aged, bearded, and heroic, but Xu Beiyou knows from many secret classics of the Sword Sect that this ancestor is a thoughtful person, and he once joined forces with the old head of the Daomen sect Zichen to plan other sects in the world.

Xu Beiyou took his gaze away from Xu Lin's face and turned to the great sword immortal who would be famous all over the world in the future, his face was calm and resolute, and his expression was calm under Xu Lin's gaze.

Shangguan Xianchen at this time is very similar to Xu Beiyou.

Xu Lin opened his mouth and asked, "I taught you the way of the sword, and this is how you repay the master?"

Shangguan Xianchen, who was not smiling on weekdays, smiled unprecedentedly, which made Xu Beiyou feel surprised, and he said softly: "On the first day I started, Master, you told me an old saying, the sword has a double edge, and if you hurt others, you can also hurt yourself, be careful. As early as when Master, you regarded me as a peerless sword, you should have understood this truth. ”

Xu Lin also smiled, murderous: "The sword is used to hurt the enemy and kill people, not to kill people, since you don't want to make a sword, then what I gave you can't be left on you." ”

Shangguan Xianchen said calmly: "Master gave me the way of the sword, but whether I can take it back depends on what your methods are, Master." ”

As soon as Xu Lin stomped his foot, countless sword qi swarmed in.

Shangguan Xianchen waved his sleeves to scatter the sword qi in the sky, looked at his teacher, his eyes were hot, and said slowly: "We don't ask about enmity and hatred, we will see the true chapter under the sword." ”

Xu Lin held two swords, Shangguan Xianchen held Shugui in his hand, and the two ran forward almost at the same time.

There have been two generations of sword sect masters, and the two people with the highest kendo achievements in the world are fighting to the death.

Maybe Shangguan Xianchen's later battle with the old master sect Zichen was even more magnificent, but Zichen was not a person who used a sword, so this scene was almost the pinnacle battle of kendo for more than a hundred years.

Xu Beiyou slowly closed his eyes and watched this peak sword fight with his "heart".

In this battle, the White Jade Square at the top of the Lotus Peak was almost destroyed inch by inch, and only the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall was spared.

In the final result of this battle, Xu Lin was pierced through the center of his eyebrows by a sword, and the water and the startled salamander were broken, but they were undamaged.