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Chapter 115: Kendo

In the bamboo house, the curling green smoke is still slowly rising from the clumsy incense burner, blending into this bamboo house with a very depressing atmosphere at the moment.

Of the three people in the room, each of them had complicated expressions, and the still water master showed regret on his face, but it seemed to be a little sad and hateful.

Yun Qiyou and Ning Xiangruo were shocked.

The Liuyun Fairy actually made a private agreement with the former ghost king Ye Tianxing for life?

The two of them had never heard a word about this before, if it hadn't come out of the mouth of the teacher who had always respected them at this moment, these two women would not have believed it when they died, the Liuyun Fairy, who had been famous all over the world for hundreds of years and admired by countless people, had turned his back on the righteous path and fallen into the Demon Sect!

Although the Demon Sect is far away from Middle-earth, some of the things that happen within the Demon Sect are more or less known to the righteous sects.

Fifteen years ago, the Demon Sect was reborn in internal strife, and the forces led by the three major factions of the Demon Sect suddenly launched an attack on the Demon Xuanzong that had been entrenched in the Demon Sect's Barbarian Temple for eight hundred years, and the strength of the Demon Xuanzong was greatly damaged, at that time, the Ghost King Ye Tianxing and the elders in most of the sects were either killed or surrendered, and only a few disciples and elders escaped and were expelled from the Barbarian Temple.

In this way, the Liuyun Fairy, who disappeared for hundreds of years and had not appeared in the world, was afraid that in the civil strife of the Demon Sect fifteen years ago, he also fell to that wild and evil land with the ghost king Ye Tianxing.

Looking at the complicated faces of the two disciples in front of him, Master Jingshui said slowly: "As far as the master knows, Fairy Liuyun and Ghost King Ye Tianxing died together in the civil strife of the Demon Sect fifteen years ago. ”

Ning Xiangruo and Yun Qiyou knelt down at the same time, knelt down in front of their mentor Jingshui Shitai, and said in unison: "Disciple remember." ”

Following.

Ye Xiaochuan drank a lot of wine with Zhu Changshui and others last night, and slept until three o'clock in the morning today, and it was almost noon when he got up, he pushed open the door and saw his master drunk Taoist, carrying a big wine gourd, lazily lying in the courtyard basking in the sun, looking at the old face flushed, I was afraid that I had drunk a lot of wine.

Ye Xiaochuan smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that he can't buy a lot of wine back if he has money, his master is an old drunkard who doesn't know how to control at all, since Senior Brother Liu smuggled and transported dozens of jars of champion red over, his master is drunk almost every day.

As the saying goes, wine is a poison for the intestines, and it is better to drink less.

In the past ten years, the drunken Taoist has been aging day by day, and he is only four hundred years old, looking at how young the Liubo fairy is, and then looking at his master, Ye Xiaochuan is really worried, if his master does not quit drinking, I am afraid that there will not be much life.

He walked up to the master and said, "Old drunkard, your precious apprentice has entered the top ten and has given you a big face, should you reward something?"

The drunken Taoist snorted and chirped: "It's not that you don't know your master and my old man, if you don't want money, you don't want magic weapons, by the way, if you don't dislike it, you can take the Qingfeng Sword that has not been used for a hundred years under my bed." ”

Ye Xiaochuan immediately rolled his eyes and said, "When I didn't say anything, your Qingfeng Sword was mortgaged to Zhu Changshui's master, Yuchenzi, three years ago, and exchanged for three hundred taels of silver to buy wine and drink, and now it hasn't been redeemed!

The drunken Taoist was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "There seems to be such a thing." ”

Ye Xiaochuan said angrily: "Master, you have sold all the magic weapons that cultivators regard as their lives, if the demon sect demon attacks the mountain, what do you say you can do?"

The drunken Taoist waved his hand and said: "What do you kid know, our Cangyun is a sword sect, and we enter the Tao with a sword." ”

Ye Xiaochuan said: "That's right, our Cangyun is a sword sect, but your old man doesn't have a sword anymore, and this won't make people laugh out of their big teeth?"

The drunken Taoist got up and said: "For the sake of you breaking into the top ten, the teacher will make an exception to teach you a few words today, there are three levels of swords, the first layer, there is a sword in your hand, and there is no sword in your heart." It's people like you, who carry a sword everywhere and cut people all day long. On the second level, there is no sword in the hand, only a sword in the heart. At this level, even if there is no magic weapon in your hand, you can hurt people and thousands of steps away. On the third layer, there is no sword in his hand, and there is no sword in his heart, and the way of heaven turns into a sword. This is the highest state of swordsmanship, as long as the mind moves, it is invincible, and it is enough to defy the sky. ”

Ye Xiaochuan scoffed and said, "So, your old man has reached the highest level of swordsmanship? Who are you bluffing! Since I can remember, you have never held a sword in your hand except for this wine gourd, let alone practiced swords! When did you attain the highest level of swordsmanship?"

The drunken Taoist waved his hand and said: "How can the highest realm of kendo be said to be enlightened? For thousands of years, few of our ancestors of Cangyunmen have reached this level, and the teacher is now just a second-level realm without a sword in his hand and a sword in his heart, so it doesn't hurt to have a magic weapon in his hand at all, understand?"

Ye Xiaochuan smiled, didn't bother to pay attention to the boasting old drunkard, turned around and walked out.

But at this moment, a rather familiar voice sounded in his mind out of thin air, in his memory without warning.

"Your master, what he said is not bad at all, the third layer of the sword path is enough to go against the sky, and he himself should have already comprehended the second level of the sword path. ”

The voice was a little unruly and a little disdainful, as if the second level of the kendo realm of a drunken Taoist seemed to him as naïve as a child.

Ye Xiaochuan's face changed greatly, he looked around, and shouted, "Who? Who is talking to me?"

This voice came and went suddenly, no matter how Ye Xiaochuan searched, he couldn't find any clues, this somewhat familiar voice seemed to appear in his memory out of thin air.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaochuan's face changed slightly, he reached out and pinched his forehead, as if he had thought of something, and said to himself in shock: "Sword God senior, is it your old man?"

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Ye Xiaochuan Yuan Shen immediately probed into the sea of souls, and the Yuan Shen said loudly: "Sword God senior? You haven't been wiped out yet? It must be you who spoke just now! Get out of here! Don't occupy my body! You are just a wisp of remnant soul now, and I can make your soul disappear with a single thought! Don't hide from me, come out and see me!"

No matter how Ye Xiaochuan Yuan Shen shouted in the sea of souls in his body, that voice never appeared again, just now it was like his auditory hallucination.

Ye Xiaochuan stood on the bluestone path in front of the courtyard door, because the Yuan Shen was searching for the remnant soul of the Sword God in his body, his whole person stood there motionless like a log, and the Cangyun disciples who passed around him greeted Ye Xiaochuan one after another when they came out of here, but Ye Xiaochuan turned a deaf ear, like a sculpture, and felt inexplicable.