"Therefore, everything in heaven and earth can be killed with one sword......" Lu Qingxuan's voice was like a murmur, but there were words that were extremely clear, and they penetrated into Han Zaixin's mind, arousing the reaction of that colorful and radiant imprint, and suddenly a gorgeous blood-colored long sword continued to hover in Han Zaixin's mind, without the slightest trick to speak of, some were just a trembling that could only be understood and indescribable, which seemed to be shocking, but it seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

"This is the swordsmanship of killing, there is no swordsmanship of sword moves, and some only have that spirit of disgust! It is a coincidence that I obtained this set of swordsmanship for my teacher, but I can only practice the surface of it, and I can't go further! But Xin'er, your talent is superb, you can definitely practice it to the fullest, and this heaven and earth will never become your constraints!" Lu Qingxuan's face was solemn, within the Sword Sect, he was the one who knew Han Zaixin best, even the Sect Leader Qing Xuanzi and the Supreme Elder Sword Void Dao who knew Han Zaixin's special physique could not compare to his understanding of Han Zaixin. As a master of the True Martial Arts Realm, although he can't say everything that happened to his apprentice, he definitely has a great sense and touch. This is created by the mutual familiarity brought about by the master-apprentice relationship, which can be described as a kind of mysterious induction.

"Master?" Han Zaixin felt incomparably grateful in his heart, what he arrived at this time was not only Lu Qingxuan's maintenance of himself, but also his admiration for this set of killing swordsmanship. For him, who has the inscription of the Five Elements of Martial Arts, any martial arts is so straightforward in his eyes, and it can be said that the most amazing genius with the most amazing understanding can only kneel on the ground in front of him and lick his shoes. But at this time, it was precisely because he understood the most subtle sword intent of this set of swordsmanship, so he felt extremely shocked: who would talk about such swordsmanship in this world, this is simply not something that people can cultivate, it can be said that no one can successfully cultivate this set of swordsmanship!

Because no one can have such a boldness, even those peerless powerhouses who have broken the void and gone to the middle thousand worlds have such a peerless mind, this is the swordsmanship that only people with great compassion can practice, and this is the swordsmanship that can be created by the most selfless people in the world with the most selfless hearts in the world. At this time, Han Zaixin felt an incomparable shock in his heart, and he also had a feeling of being discouraged. Although he understood the mystery, he knew that he would not be able to successfully cultivate this set of swordsmanship, because he was not a saint, and he had countless distractions in his heart, so he could not practice this set of swordsmanship, and he lived up to the expectations of his master Lu Qingxuan.

This set of swordsmanship is the biggest secret in his master's heart, and it is his deepest hope for Han Zaixin. He knew that his time was short, so he passed on this set of swordsmanship to him, hoping that he would carry forward this set of peerless swordsmanship on his behalf, but after Han Zaixin heard the full text, he knew that he couldn't do it, and remembered that when he first entered the inner door, he worshiped under the door of this elder and listened to his earnest teachings. There was an indescribable sourness in his heart, the gray hair on the top of his head was getting more and more, and his spine was becoming rickety day by day, and he had nothing to repay.

"Okay, remember to cultivate well, with your qualifications, you will definitely be able to become the pride of the Sword Sect, become the pride of the teacher, the teacher will look at you under the Nine Springs, step by step on the road to the top!" Lu Qingxuan's cloudy eyes flashed with love, and there was endless reluctance and guilt in his heart. He can't bear this world, he still has a lot of things to achieve, the young man in front of him has not grown up yet, after he leaves, what kind of days will he be waiting for this young man? So he has a sense of guilt towards Han Zaixin, because he doesn't want to die without one to send him to the end, so he accepted this apprentice with poor qualifications at the beginning, how did he know that the other party's qualifications were demonic to the point that the Sword Sect had never seen before!

"Master, the apprentice will definitely live up to expectations!" Han Zaixin looked at the old man in front of him who was already standing unsteadily, and couldn't help nodding in agreement, his tear-misty eyes couldn't even see the other party's face clearly, but in his heart, the old man was so clear.

"Good...... You have to work hard to cultivate in the Sword Sect, carry forward my Sword Sect, and revitalize the glory of the ancestors!" Lu Qingxuan said and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Han Zaixin's head, but his trembling hands hung down directly halfway. In his mouth and nose, the last trace of breath also dissipated, and Lu Qingxuan, the elder of the Sword Sect guarding the Sword Peak, completely sat down at this moment!

"Master......" Han Zaixin couldn't believe that this old man had left him like this, he hadn't cultivated the peerless supernatural powers to make him proud, he hadn't practiced the swordsmanship he taught him, which made him feel very relieved, he hadn't yet made a name for himself in the sect, let him exhale and raise his eyebrows. How can my master go like this?

But in front of him, the old man, who had lost all his qi, died completely when he stood like this. In the last moments, he was teaching his own most secret swordsmanship, and at the moment he was dying, he was hoping that his apprentice would be able to revive the past glory of the Sword Sect!

"No...... This is not true!" Han Zaixin didn't believe it, as a monk, he should have a clear understanding of his physical condition, but how could Lu Qingxuan die so easily? So he didn't believe everything his eyes saw, even he, a rookie who practiced qi, had a clear understanding of the state of his body, let alone the old man Lu Qingxuan in the realm of true martial arts.

But what he didn't know was that in fact, the real age of this seemingly old man Elder Lu Qingxuan was only two hundred and thirty years old, which was only a young man compared to the Shou Yuan, who was at least five hundred years old for a True Martial Realm cultivator. It seemed that aging like this was already a very strange thing, not to mention that he couldn't even condense his True Yuan Seed. The highest strength exerted is only the strength of the first three levels of the Lingwu realm, and this kind of abnormality is the only one in the Sword Sect. Therefore, Lu Qingxuan's understanding of himself has long been useless, and he himself doesn't know when he will die, or he should have died ten years ago, or he can still survive for several years. There is no definite number for all of this, because he has been hit by a secret method of the Demon Sect - dry bones in the mound!

Lu Qingxuan died, and he was very peaceful when he died, because he saw the hesitation and distortion on his apprentice's face, and he knew that the other party had realized the essence of the killing sword technique after listening to the mantra he had recited, so he left without worry. But he also left with regret, because he couldn't see what the strongest swordsmanship in his heart really looked like, and he couldn't see the brilliant achievements of his apprentice when he reached the peak in the future.

But the three people who are still in the back mountain don't know all this, and they are still trying their best to refine the two sky-covering talismans. At this time, at the top of the main peak of the Sword Sect, in the vast sea of trees, the three of them sat in a position of three talents. A crimson glow flew down from the sky and connected to the stout middle-aged man standing in the herringbone position. At this time, this strong and honest man was sweating profusely, and sweat was running down his cheeks, like a stream. On his hand, a red ball of light was emitting a hazy light, shrouded in an invisible True Yuan, which condensed into a small hollow needle. At this time, this needle was carved on a small dark tree heart of less than two inches, and smooth arcs appeared on the small wooden block, but each time the line that had just been carved was quietly restored in the next moment, and the slightest mark was difficult to see. This made the sturdy middle-aged man couldn't help but feel hot, and the great monk of the Void Martial Realm, who stood at the peak of the monks in this realm, was actually difficult to carve in a small wooden block, which was really a bit embarrassing.

"Why? can't be carved?" said Jian Xuan Lao Dao as if he was an uncertain prophet at this time.

"Uncle, the disciple is blunt, I don't know how to do it!" Drunk Changfeng was full of shame, at this time, Jian Xuan Lao Dao and Qing Xuanzi had completed the formation of the main body of the Heaven Covering Fu Seal, and a simple jade Jue had been presented in front of the two of them, holding it in the fire of the true yuan of Jian Xuan Lao Dao, slightly floating and floating, shining with a little golden brilliance, which was the color of Taiyi Essence Gold. Wanzai Wenyu is also showing a single large crimson color, just like a piece of crimson amber.

"The characteristics of the Nirvana Divine Fire give it an unparalleled ability to recover, and you can become a genius if you forcibly carve it like that! Remember that all things in heaven and earth are mutually reinforcing, and the Nirvana Divine Fire is incomparable in addition to its ability to cover the heavens, and the powerful vitality is also its important characteristic, since the Qifeng Wutong will be split and destroyed, only the heart of the tree remains, then there must be a way to drive away the vitality in it! Of course, the ability to blind the heavens is difficult to remove, and there is no suitable way to avoid even this world!" The old man of the sword void maintained the stability of the real fire and said indifferently.

"Please teach Uncle Shi!" replied in a drunken voice.

"The sword is a murder weapon, in charge of killing! The supreme sword qi can split mountains and stones, and can extinguish the vitality of all things, as long as your sword is sharp enough, and the vitality in it is wiped out at that moment of carving, then you can carve it successfully! All this depends on the heart to understand! Where is not cultivation!" Although the sword void Taoist has a burst temper, as one of the most powerful monks in this world, his insight can be said to be unparalleled in the world.

"That's how it should be!" Qing Xuanzi stroked his long beard and agreed. Although Drunken Changfeng is the first of the Sword Sect to guard the Sword Peak, and it is also the Sword Sect's premier refining master, most of the blades they forge are sect-standard blades, and as for the top-level divine materials, there are few forging methods. Because after a monk has cultivated to a certain point, he needs to refine the most suitable weapon according to his own cultivation path, and no one can help with this, because the only one who knows his own cultivation path best is always himself. Although Drunken Changfeng has also forged a lot of divine weapons, he uses such a top heavenly treasure as the heart of the Qifeng Sycamore Tree to press the bottom of the box, although he has also researched it, but he has never thought of destroying it. This made him helpless against the piece of wood.

After receiving the guidance of the old sword void, Drunken Changfeng suddenly found the direction, so the lines were carved out, and at the same time, the sword qi lingered around him, making him feel as if he was in a world of swords.