When the three of Jian Xuan Lao Dao and Qing Xuanzi were refining the Heaven Covering Talisman Seal, in the Sword Sect Hall, Lu Qingxuan was instructing his apprentice. Speaking of which, this is also the first time that Lu Qingxuan has returned to this hall since he learned that his limit is approaching, when there was a major event in the sect before, he, the elder of Sword Guarding Peak, had been here a few times, but now!

"Xin'er, you come with your teacher, you see, these are the ancestors of my Sword Sect!" Lu Qingxuan stood in the lobby of the Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall, looking at the tablets in the direction of the gate, all of which were written with names written in seal characters. All of them are the predecessors of the Sword Sect who have paid countless efforts for the sect in the history of the Sword Sect. Each of them has a great reputation and deeds.

"This is the founding ancestor of our Sword Sect, known as the Old Man of the Heavenly Sword! Back then, he took the Sword Sect step by step out of this small world, and created a great reputation in the middle thousand worlds where the three thousand small worlds gathered. He has become a great super sect that has become prominent for a while! He is also the only person in the history of our Sword Sect who has cultivated kendo to the realm of sword heart and clarity. Lu Qingxuan pointed to the one at the top of all the tablets, and said to Han Zaixin: "At the beginning, Master Zu single-handedly swords, slashed three thousand miles, and cut the Tianhe River for nine days and nine nights. Let all the sects at that time be silent!"

"Really? A sword slashed through a mountain range of three thousand miles? Is this something that a human can do?" Han Zaixin was a little skeptical, not to mention that he had cut off the Tianhe River for nine days and nine nights? This was more like nonsense, how could a river be cut off for so long before it gathered? It sounded like a mythical story, of course, he was more inclined in his heart that this was a story deliberately made up by the descendants of the Sword Sect who put gold on the faces of their ancestors.

"Whether you believe it or not, this point is recorded in the classics within the sect, and it was brought back by our sect when it retreated from the upper realm. So there is still credibility, because at that existential juncture, everything that can be brought down is valuable. Lu Qingxuan said with a taste of memory. When he saw this classic, he was enthusiastic, who knew that this time when he talked to his apprentice, he was actually questioned.

"That's not necessarily, sometimes, in order to keep the younger generations from being completely desperate, the sages will definitely say more good things, and even exaggerate the deeds of our ancestors into the books, so as to stimulate the cultivation hearts of the younger disciples! Han Zaixin analyzed, he still doesn't believe that there are really people who can do such an exaggerated thing, monks are also people, not immortals, so it is easy to move mountains and seas, but it is not so simple to really do, many times, to split the mountain range of three thousand miles, then how deep is the true yuan to urge the sword qi? How much True Yuan did they have in their bodies? Han Zaixin may not know that the specific difference exists, but he definitely can't achieve a sword qi that is three or four thousand miles long.

"This is our second-generation ancestor master, when the disaster of the hundred clans broke out in the upper realm, there were several alien races such as the Thousand Eyes Clan, the Giant Clan, and the White Feather Clan near the Sword Sect. These alien races are all extremely strong and have their own extraordinary natural abilities, but the second generation of the ancestor master held a long sword in his hand, and one person visited the three major alien races, killing two thousand one hundred and twenty-seven super masters of the alien race, and the severed heads of the alien race were all piled up in front of the mountain gate of the Sword Sect at that time, and the bloody aura lingered for three months!" Lu Qingxuan seemed to be very interested in the heroic deeds of the predecessors of the Sword Sect, and he was completely like a few family treasures, telling Han Zaixin about the glorious deeds of these ancestors.

"This is also the second-generation ancestor master, but he was just an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall at that time. That is, the ancestor of the current Tiandu Peak. At that time, when the disaster of the hundred races was in trouble, this law enforcement elder held a giant divine weapon, and he went deep into the hinterland of the alien race alone, slaughtering millions of miles, and the alien races who died under his sword were also millions. Lu Qingxuan's face was proud, endorsing these Sword Sect seniors.

"Okay master, don't say it, I will know these things in the future, the master of the sect called you not to let you tell me this, but I asked him to find you to guide me in my cultivation!" Han Zai was impatient, he didn't believe it completely, he would only believe what he saw, of course, when he heard the deeds of these seniors, it was undeniable that his heart was also boiling, and even the kind of strength that hit the water for three thousand miles and split the mountain with a sword flashed in his mind. But he didn't want to believe that all this would be true, which was an ambivalence, and it was also because Han Zaixin hadn't really come into contact with the supreme power of the cultivation world.

Of course, Sword Void Old Dao and Qing Xuanzi may also have such power, but they will not use it easily, because such an ability is at the level of a great move for any monk, at least in this small world. This world is vast, but it is extremely small, for the low-level monks this is a big stage for them to show their talents, but for the small group of people who really stand at the top, this is a small cage. They hope to be able to shatter the void and go to a higher level of the world to see, but because of the lack of heaven and earth, everyone can only shrink into this small world, and even use their minds to fill in what the world is like after the ascension.

"Okay, since you don't believe it, it's useless to talk so much, now I'll teach you a set of real mastery for the teacher! This is the opportunity for the teacher himself, pass it on to you, and hand it over to the sect! At first, I thought that I still had the opportunity to practice this peerless discipline and let myself stand on the top of the world, but now it seems that all this is all illusory! So I hope you can carry forward this peerless science! I believe that with your understanding, your achievements will definitely not be limited to this small cage!" Lu Qingxuan said helplessly, monks are also human beings, and they also have selfish intentions, and they also hope that they can become human beings and go further on this road of pursuing immortality.

In the world of monks, big fists are the last word, and only when cultivation is profound, Taoism is proficient, and swordsmanship is excellent, which is the key indicator that determines the status of the cultivation world. So at the beginning, Lu Qingxuan also had his own opportunities and obtained his own strange fate, but he did not go further because of this. So all this shows that in fact, it is not possible to have great achievements if the opportunity is good, only if you live long and can grasp your own opportunities, such people can truly live forever.

"This is also a set of swordsmanship, called "Killing". Lu Qingxuan's expression was solemn, and he was extremely respectful of the next set of swordsmanship. Because this is his own adventure, this is his greatest reliance from a small inner disciple step by step to the position of an elder of the True Martial Realm. At the beginning, he was also similar to Han Zaixin, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and at that time he hoped to be able to cultivate peerless swordsmanship and even shatter the void. This set of swordsmanship also has such a background, which is enough to support a monk to the limit of this world.

But although Lu Qingxuan has such a peerless swordsmanship in hand, he still hasn't reached the end, and he can't even support it before he finishes half of the journey, this is luck, it's fate! Although he has a blessed harvest, he also fell behind halfway because of the shallow fortune. He hoped that his disciple would be able to walk all the way on this day road instead of him, to see the world he had ever dreamed of.

"Killing?" When Han Zaixin heard this name, he immediately felt a blood-colored aura rushing over his face, this set of swordsmanship seemed to give him a different feeling, different from all the swordsmanship he had learned before.

"None of the creatures in heaven and earth cannot be killed, and none of them cannot be killed! Killing swordsmanship is not a sword move, nor is it a sword momentum, but a kind of artistic conception, which leads directly to the sword intent! With the heart of supreme killing, the right path in the world!" Lu Qingxuan had a serious expression, although the whole person had to be gray at this moment, although the waist was also rickety, but it was like a long sword that had been bent, it seemed that it would be at any time, but it would not really bend off, and even had a bit of a sharp edge like a divine sword, which could erupt at any time, turn into a three-foot divine blade, and cut off all the demons.

"Nothing can be killed, nothing can be killed? Kill to the end regardless of right or wrong? This is simply magic skills, I don't want to learn it!" Han Zaixin heard what Lu Qingxuan said, and immediately felt repulsed by this set of swordsmanship in his heart.

"What is good and evil? If you use it righteously, you will be evil! If it is good, even if your hands are covered with blood, it will be recited by ten thousand people! If it is evil, even if you eat fast and recite the Buddha, you will not be able to escape the spurning of the world! All this depends entirely on whether you can grasp your own heart! Not on what kind of exercises you are practicing!" Lu Qingxuan said.

"But if you want to improve this kind of practice that can only be cultivated by killing, won't you be addicted to killing? Isn't it an evil skill? If you are addicted to it and can't extricate yourself, it will definitely be a disaster!" Han Zaixin insisted on his position! Although the desire for new swordsmanship in his heart was very strong, he also had his own bottom line, he didn't think that he was a person with superior concentration, and he didn't dare to think that he would definitely not fall into the magic obstacles. So it's the safest way to stop learning at the beginning.

But Han Zaixin underestimated Lu Qingxuan, a master who had little time left, he made up his mind that he didn't want to learn, but he couldn't stand someone forcing it into his ears!

"The lady is born, the passerby of a hundred generations, the husband of heaven and earth, the reverse journey of time! Only monks, only demons, seize the essence of heaven and earth, absorb the creation of the sun and the moon, their greed is like a thief, and their seizure is like a thief. ......" The phrase was transmitted to Han Zaixin's ears by Lu Qingxuan in the form of sound transmission, and it was difficult for Han Zaixin to avoid it no matter how much he resisted.