Wine Sword Immortal: Hangover on a rainy night, a sword shakes the world

It wasn't just the Xuanjianmen who knelt down, even Situ Xue, who had always been taciturn and aloof like a plum, also knelt on one knee at this moment.

"What is this?" Su Bei hurriedly greeted everyone in Xuanjianmen, turned to look at Situ Xue and asked, "What's going on?"

"The sect master doesn't know anything, as long as the person who pulls out that sword is the sect master of my Xuanjian sect!"

Before Situ Xue could speak, Lu Wu, who had just stood up beside him, had already spoken.

"The sword?"

Su Bei's heart moved, and he made a move with his right hand towards the second floor of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association.

In an instant, a strong suction was generated in Su Bei's hands.

And the sword placed in the pile of wine bottles on the second floor appeared in Su Bei's hand instantly after being summoned by Su Bei.

"Bang!"

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed sounded.

Immediately afterwards, under the eyes of everyone in Xuanjianmen.

Su Bei pulled out the sword again!
When Su Bei got the sword last time, he didn't look at it carefully.

At this time, Su Bei realized that there were actually two small antique bronzing characters on the body of the sword he was holding in his hand.

"What kind of sword is this?"

"There are words on the blade!"

"I've never seen this kind of text before."

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Not only the people from the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, but even the people from the Xuanjian Sect on the side looked at the sword in Su Bei's hand with a look of bewilderment.

Although they knew that this sword belonged to the Xuanjian Sect, what was embarrassing at this moment was that none of the Xuanjian Sect disciples present knew the name of the sword.

"Master, do you know what this sword is called?" Lu Wu couldn't help asking curiously when he saw Su Bei's face looking thoughtful.

"The Burial Sword!"

Su Bei said without looking back.

"What?" Lu Wu's voice rose instantly.

Then he looked at Su Bei with a ghostly look.

He was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that Su Bei really knew this sword!

Hearing that Su Bei actually knew the origin of this sword, the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect who were present looked at Su Bei. They were shocked at the beginning, but gradually became a little more complicated.

"Now, do you still have any opinions on the old man's decision?"

Just when everyone in Xuanjianmen was shocked, a slightly proud voice came from within the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association.

"Old Taoist?"

"Why is he here?"

"Shouldn't he be staying in Xuanjianmen at this time? What are you doing running out!"

The person who came was the old Taoist who had left the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association before.

Although the old Taoist is not from the Xuanjian Sect, he has a very good personal relationship with the previous head of the Xuanjian Sect, and he is something they can't afford to provoke.

Not to mention them, even some old people or elders from Xuanjianmen dare not be presumptuous when they see the old man in front of them!
Seeing everyone looking at him with surprised and fearful expressions, the old Taoist looked very proud.

Immediately, his face sank, looking at the disciples of Xuanjianmen who were present, he asked coldly, "Besides, you are not cultivating well in Xuanjianmen, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Xuanjian Sect present lowered their heads one after another, not daring to say anything more.

"Grandpa Dao, why are you here?"

Seeing the appearance of the old Taoist, Situ Xue asked quickly.

Although the old Taoist is not her true biological grandfather, Situ Xue has lived with the old Taoist since she was a child, and her relationship is extremely deep!

Hearing Situ Xue's voice, the old Taoist's gloomy face revealed a little smile.

He has no children and no daughters all his life, but at this time someone is willing to call him a grandfather, one can imagine the joy in his heart!

Looking at the slim Situ Xue standing in front of him, the eyes of the old Taoist suddenly became extremely soft.

He smiled lightly, "I'm not here to see my precious granddaughter!"

With that said, the old Taoist turned his head to look at Su Bei who was on the side.

Seeing Su Bei, he didn't pay any attention to his appearance.

There was a flash of anger on the old Taoist's face.

Good guy, it's only been a few days, and after getting that sword, will you turn your face and deny anyone?

With that said, the old Taoist walked towards Su Bei angrily.

However, at this time, the old Taoist stopped his steps suddenly.

The anger on his face disappeared in an instant.

"He, what is this doing?"

Situ Xue asked curiously.

Hearing this, everyone present also reacted.

It seems that Su Bei hasn't spoken for a long time since he pulled out the sword.

"He should be accepting the inheritance."

The old Taoist thought for a moment, then suppressed the shock in his heart, and said slowly.

"Accept the inheritance?"

"What inheritance!"

After hearing what the old Taoist said, Lu Wu couldn't help asking two questions in succession out of curiosity.

Not only him, everyone in the Xuanjian Sect present also looked at the old man with surprise and curiosity.

After a long silence, the old Taoist said slowly, "Inheritance of Sword Dao!"

Hearing this, everyone present nodded slightly, looking a little disappointed.

Although kendo inheritance is scarce, but in Xuanjianmen, are there still few kendo inheritances?

Seeing the faces of the people, the old Taoist immediately knew what the other party was thinking.

He didn't rush to explain anything.

On the other side, Su Bei had already tightly closed his eyes at this moment.

The hand holding the Zuntian Sword was already emitting a faint white smoke, and it was completely red.

Su Bei only felt that his hands holding the sword seemed to be being scorched by flames.

But he didn't dare to let go, because at this moment, in Su Bei's mind, a power of rules different from the original kendo rules was being perceived by Su Bei from the Burial Sky Sword.

Su Bei is confident that once he combines the power of the two kendo rules, his own power will continue to be greatly enhanced.

This kind of power is not reflected in the realm of cultivation, but in the power of the soul and the realm of swordsmanship.

To put it simply, if Su Bei becomes a powerhouse of the seventh rank and above, then Su Bei's own combat power will far exceed that of others.

After more than an hour, all the people present, except for Situ Xue, the old Taoist and Lu Wu, had already lost their patience in waiting.

And the expression on Su Bei's face finally became relaxed.

The whole body is filled with two completely different kendo rules.

The two different kendo rules, because of Su Bei's cultivation level, can only exist in the form of sword intent at this time.

One was Su Bei himself, extremely fierce, as if he could cut off all sharp edges.

And the other is the Burial Sword Intent that Su Bei had just comprehended!With a strong will to die, he slashed out with a sword, as if he could bury the heavens!