Huangfu studied the secret record of Qiankun, and the swordsmanship at this time was fast and ruthless, but the sweeping monk made a knife with a pair of fleshy palms, and he also swam like a snake, and the speed was so fast that when the wood-burning knife slashed through the air, it made people unable to see the momentum of the move. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info sword qi sword gang, and in the blink of an eye, the two have fought for more than ten moves. However, the two seem to be on par with each other, but the shock in Huangfu Yan's heart is self-evident, the sword intent has always been his biggest killer weapon, but in the process of fighting with the sweeping monk, he helplessly found that the other party's every move seems to be affecting his sword intent, and the so-called sword stunt has become a joke at this time. But I don't know that this cultivation is a different path to the same end, after the holy realm, the martial artist cultivates the artistic conception, one move and one style is not rigid in action, the strength and weakness only depend on how well you comprehend the realm. Although the sword cultivator began to cultivate the artistic conception one step in advance, because the cultivation was trapped by the realm, what he could comprehend was only the surface. Although the strength of the sword intent swept through the masters of the same realm, if they wanted to fight beyond the level, they would not have much advantage, especially after the Holy Realm. In addition, the categories of sword intent cultivated by Huangfu Fu are mixed, and the corresponding artistic conception is also all-encompassing, and the comprehension of the realm is even more insufficient. Since the sweeping monk broke through the innate realm, he has broken through the way with this wood-burning knife method, and the artistic conception that he has comprehended is only this one, which is naturally beyond the reach of the emperor. After adapting to the fierce fighting style of sword cultivation, the old monk became more and more comfortable. The pressure on Huangfu Yan is getting bigger and bigger, and he tried each of the sword moves he learned, but they were all easily resolved by the other party, and the sword intent could not break the other party's sword intent, no matter how clever his swordsmanship was, it was just exquisite and fast.

The sweeping monk has a wide range of knowledge, and his martial arts are indeed shocking, and the wood-burning knife technique has been turned into magic by him, and the moves are all-encompassing, and there are almost all shadows of Buddhism and Taoism. The old monk's hands kept shaking, so that Huang Fu Yan couldn't tell where it would end up, and the figure flashed, and another sharp knife shot into the body, sealing the angle of dodge around Huang Fu Yan. Because of the troubles of the other party's artistic conception, Huangfu was like being in a mountain of flames, and a sense of irritability from the bottom of his heart gradually brewed to the extreme. Suddenly, he lifted his whole body strength, his right arm was relaxed, and the Qingluan Sword in his hand was slowly handed out diagonally, looking very slow and heavy, as if there was a thousand jun, and it was not working. In fact, Huang Fu Yan also knew in his heart that if he wanted to crack the opponent's fastest and most fierce sword technique, he needed a sword technique that was extremely heavy and fierce. It's just that although he has seen this kind of clever and clumsy sword way, and has a lot of insights, he has not comprehended enough after all, and he has not been able to cultivate the corresponding sword intent to deal with the sword technique of the sweeping monk.

"When!When!When......" A crisp and fierce sword exchange sounded, sparks froze, and the two of them had changed more than a dozen directions and angles, striking more than a hundred moves. The sweeping monk was shocked, the opponent's swordsmanship was more wonderful than he expected, but unfortunately the realm was insufficient, and he finally messed up, so that after a while, he could distinguish the winner from the loser. Although there is some appreciation, the two have a bitter hatred, and it is definitely the end of life and death. Huangfu Yan was solemn, and he knew very well that he was about to lose, thinking about it, he looked at the waterfall not far away, and his eyes flickered. The sweeping monk sneered again and again, and wanted to throw himself into the river to avoid trouble, but it also depended on whether he agreed or not, thinking about it, the wood-burning knife technique in his hand was a little more evil. At this moment, a wisp of flute sounded, and the emperor's five fingers flashed, and he plucked a jade flute in his arms. When the sweeping monk heard the sound of the flute, it seemed that he had returned to the days of harmony with Li Canghai, but he quickly came back to his senses, and when he looked around, the emperor had approached the cliff on the edge of the waterfall, and immediately chased after him.

Huang Fu Yan naturally didn't think that this Eight Desolation Demon Sound could deal with a master of refining gods and returning to the void, and he could get rid of the entanglement of the other party's sword gang, his goal had been achieved. Seeing that the sweeping monk chased after him with a wild face, the corners of his mouth curled, and the voice of the jade flute turned sharply, killing Sen Sensen, like a melee between thousands of troops and horses, with the majestic natural sound of the waterfall and the pond on the side, the power of the Eight Desolation Demon Sounds was greatly improved. The sweeping monk was shocked, and when he came back to his senses, the other party had already jumped off the edge of the cliff. Don't even think about it, and follow over the cliff.

The waterfall is turbulent, and the sounds around it are all covered by the movement of the water falling, although the sweeping monk does not know how to cross the river with a reed, but with his current skills, he can keep stepping on the water for a moment. Just looking around, there is still half a figure there. You don't have to think about it to know that the emperor must be hiding underwater. Fortunately, the stream extending from the waterfall was shallow, so he sat cross-legged and began to wait for the rabbit to get up. Barren mountains and mountains, no matter how high you cultivate, can you really survive underwater? Huangfu Yan's original big idea was naturally to hide in the water, and with his turtle breath realm, the time he could lurk underwater must be unimaginable for the sweeping monks. It's a pity that he underestimated the other party's determination to take revenge, so he really didn't eat or drink and meditated by the water for two days and two nights. Huangfu was so angry, this old monk was not afraid of starving himself to death, and he sat there for most of the day without moving his buttocks. He can continue to breathe, but he can't be hungry, there are naturally fish and shrimp in the water that can be reluctantly used as food, but he doesn't dare to move in order not to show his feet. In the confusion, the whole person was already leaning against the rock wall of the cliff under the water. Extremely stuck, he threw his hand to the ground, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. It's just that the enemy is at present, and he doesn't dare to really fall asleep, although with his turtle breath realm at this time, he won't be drowned when he sleeps, thinking about it, he took out the gossip token in his arms again, and thought about it carefully.

Through the light cast from above, you can clearly see that the back of the token is engraved with some simple lines, some thick and thin, and there are arrows where the veins intersect. Huangfu was a spirit, and the token was obtained for a long time, but he had never studied it calmly, and only then did he realize that these lines and veins were not the map where the secret realm was located. It's just that the old monk didn't leave for a long time, he knew where the secret realm was, and how to get rid of the other party. In desperation, he wanted to see where this secret realm was, but he ran around this Huashan and didn't find it at all. Following the arrow's pointing, Huangfu Yan quickly discovered the destination, pondered for a while, and began to compare it with the Huashan in his memory. For a long time, but he stayed there, and then he was ecstatic.

The sweeping monk from the outside world suddenly found a trace of nasty breath leaking from the bottom of the waterfall, and couldn't help sneering, and the emperor couldn't hide it at that time. However, Rao is like this, and the other party's wateriness also surprised him greatly. Thinking about it, he didn't rush into the water to find out the thief, but sharpened his knife and began to think about how to take revenge so that he could get the most out of his hatred. Huang Fu Yan naturally didn't know that he almost lost his life at this start, and this sweeping monk had been patient for a long time, and ordinary people had already gone into the water to catch him. At this time, Huangfu Yan was grinning and began to grope around the stone wall behind him for a while, and finally found a secret groove that matched the gossip token after a long time.

After a burst of joy, Huang Fu finally put the gossip token into the stone scum. After he put the token into it, the whole stone slice began to sink into more than three feet, revealing a moss-covered pull ring in the center, pulling it with his hand, after a sound of grinding teeth, revealing a dark and gloomy entrance, seeing that the water around him was surging more and more, he did not dare to delay, and the emperor also walked in, after the entrance, it was a step up the stairs, I don't know how long it took to walk out, before I came out of the water, and what came to my nose was a strange smell of mildew and dampness.

Just after he successfully entered the secret realm, the entire entrance finally triggered the mechanism inside because of the influx of water, and there was a loud bang, and the stone wall began to collapse, covering the entrance of Fang Cai in a moment. Huang Fu Yan naturally didn't know the changes behind him, but since he opened the entrance, the water surface was turbulent, and it was visible to the naked eye that a huge whirlpool appeared below the waterfall. The sweeping monk didn't know the natural phenomenon formed when the water poured into the entrance at this time, but he thought that the emperor was preparing some big killing move, and immediately took full precautions, but until the whirlpool disappeared and the water surface returned to its original state, he didn't see half a figure of the other party. At this moment, he couldn't be calm, and immediately dived into the water regardless of his identity, wanting to check it out. Although the old monk was born in the water town of the south of the Yangtze River, but after being conceited, this diving skill is not very clever, although he can be comfortable in the water with the realm of skill, but there is also a time limit, and when he will look around, he has not seen half a figure of the emperor. In addition to being annoyed, he stayed on the shore in a daze for a long time before Yang Yang left.

The musty smell of the Huangfu Ninja, after walking for a while, the passage gradually became cheerful, the blue light was faint, and it was not as dark as when he first entered the stone gate, it seemed that because of the increase in altitude, the cave began to become dry, and the ground around it was all replaced with white marble. It seems that after Taizu lost Huashan to Chen Tuan Ancestor, the other party also got a lot of money, and Huang Fu Yan looked at the night pearls inlaid on the surrounding walls, and guessed for a while. The first thing that caught the attention of Huang Fu was not the innate sword technique that he had never forgotten, but the turtle breath magic skill left by Chen Luan's ancestor - the Nose Locking Flying Essence Technique. Chen Tuan Ancestor is known as the "sleeping fairy", and his turtle breath magic skill is also extremely wonderful, and he actually teaches people to practice in their sleep. It's a pity that the emperor's dantian has been lost, but this sleeping kung fu is unblessed, even so, but how can such a wonderful method be turned a blind eye, he still remembered it in his mind. This secret room should be the place where Chen Tuan Ancestor practiced, and Huang Fu Yan looked around for a long time, only to find that there was still a secret room inside, and it should be the treasure room of the ancestor.

The innate swordsmanship is really in it, engraved on a jade silk, sprinkled with more than 100 words: "The spirit sword box is hidden, and the cause contains Taoism." The sword heart is unstoppable, and the divine fate is in......visible, "There is no move, but what is cultivated is the sword qi of Taoism, and the power is huge." What Huangfu lacks is the comprehension of these artistic conceptions, Lu Zu's innate swordsmanship is all-encompassing, using the innate temperature to nourish the sword embryo, which is exactly the same as the sword heart cultivated by Huangfu Yan, and it contains all the insights of the pure yang sword, which is enough for Huangfu to step into the realm of the sword saint.

Winter goes to spring, the order of the year is renewed, and the emperor is gradually indulging in it, but the outside world is becoming more and more chaotic. The Beidou Palace secretly supported Fang La to continue to grow in the south, and Zhezong also began to frequently recruit Shaolin monks into the palace. In this way, Beidou never went to the palace again, and the entire Central Plains martial arts were divided into two distinct parties, either Buddhism or Taoism. Of course, the Sword Cultivation Sect, which was all the rage not long ago, has also become low-key because of the silence of the Yizi Hui Sword Sect. The most important thing was that the sword master they had been relying on suddenly disappeared, even so. Outside the Central Plains, the battle of Liaojin broke out again, although Xiao Yuanshan and his son were brave and good at fighting, but they could not change the reality of the decline of the country, and the entire empire was moving to Central Asia, which was the same as the Western Liao in history. During this period, the newly rising Dajin Kingdom also had no time to invade the south, and maintained a good relationship with the Great Song Dynasty on the surface. The Uighur cavalry became more and more courageous, causing headaches for the Tanguts, but this time suddenly became quiet. The disappearance of the Emperor Fu caught many people off guard, and Hestia was even more excited, and after handing over the Holy Fire Sect to a few elder envoys to take care of, he chose to retreat, and many of the other Liuli and others did the same. Before the ambition of Gumo was rewarded, Tubo fell into chaos, and the outside must first be settled, which is the consensus of all people in the times, Zhezong is like this, and so is the Zampu of Tubo. Angry, Kuma chose to live in seclusion and concentrate on studying Buddhism. On Dali's side, Duan Yu made another breakthrough and fought several times with the Qixia Fairy who tried to make a comeback, although he couldn't please each time, but it also made it impossible for the other party to interfere in Dali's state affairs again. On the side of Sichuan and Shu, because of the appearance of the Nine Shadows Sect and the Blood Hell Gate, it was a mess.

The demons are dancing, nothing more!(To be continued.) )