Ancestor of Waste Chai: Retreating for thousands of years, leaving the customs is the peak

On the dueling field, the two faced each other, and then they fought with each move.

After playing chess with the long sword, he finally slowly withdrew his strength.

"Okay, I won't fight anymore. I'm really convinced. As expected of you, Zhang San, you and I are now equal! The people who leaped over the vision of Longmen are different!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, but looked at Zhang San with shock in his eyes.

"Brother Ye Chen, you are joking. I just work harder than others. I can feel that you, senior brother, deliberately let go of the water in the duel just now."

Zhang San slowly put away the long sword in his hand at this moment, shaking his head helplessly and said.

In fact, the real thing is that Zhang San successfully became a powerful existence after being given by Lin Ce.

Although both Zhang San and Ye Chen are dual talents, the former has the blood of the Emperor, so when Ye Chen fights with him, he will be suppressed by an inexplicable force.

But even so, Ye Chen can still resist, which is considered acceptable.

The idea of ​​a tie is definitely not just Ye Chen's talk.

But Zhang San thought it was Ye Chen who was being modest, so he said this.

"No, no, no, I didn't hold back. Maybe Zhang San, you have really become stronger. Sure enough, Patriarch Lin Ce is still very good to you. Of course, it is inseparable from your hard work."

Ye Chen sighed and said, speaking of this Lin Ce Patriarch of the Haohan Sect is his master, but now it seems that something is not quite right.

How could he, a direct disciple, be inferior to some sect disciples who were not closely related?
"Ancestor Lin Ce has a great kindness to me. Without the Haohan sect, I would not be where I am now. Without the new physique given to me by the ancestor Lin Ce, I would not have such achievements."

"Who isn't? If it weren't for Master Lin Ce, I might have been trampled down by the Tianling Sect long ago, and even became the laughing stock of everyone.

If you look at the current Haohanzong, it is no longer what it used to be. "

"Eldest brother, we can be regarded as the old disciples of the vast sect, but now the vast sect is so powerful that we are not familiar with it."

"That's great. This is the way to comfort those ancestors who have passed away. Only in this way can everyone know how hard it is for us to get to where we are today!"

On Jianlin Peak, a large sword was inserted at the top of the mountain.

This is what Potian found after receiving a sense of power in the past few days.

After removing all those stones, the big sword really showed its original shape.

At this moment, Potian stands on the top of the mountain, looking around.

"This Sword Forest Peak really lives up to its reputation, and the aura of the Haohan Sect is also very abundant, and it is simply difficult for any sect on the mainland to match its strength.

Even if you stay quietly here at Jian Linfeng and don't do anything, you can still feel that the sword intent is slowly improving.

I don't know if this is my illusion or the magic of this mountain is just like this? "

Potian has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, and this sword intent is the most difficult to improve, but now in the vast school, he can actually feel it, every move and every move!Returning to simplicity is the hardest thing!

At this moment, Potian actually stood with his hands behind his back and closed his eyes facing the big sword.

Just this one action actually triggered Jian Linfeng's hidden vision.

I saw that the surroundings began to be enveloped by a force, and the entire mountain top turned into a closed space.

"I don't know how long it's been, I'm so lonely! The opponent? The way of the sword? Or the sword intent that follows the heart? Where shall I start?"

An old voice sounded, which made Po Tian suddenly open his eyes.

It's just that the surrounding scene has already changed to the sky above the thousands of miles, what he's stepping on is not the ground, but the cloud!
"Here? Have I entered some kind of mysterious space?"

"Hahaha! Housheng, your reaction is very correct! Very correct! I think you really exist, I don't know how long, and finally a living person came in!"

At this moment, an old man with gray hair and wrinkled face, but with a cynical smile revealed the words.

"Young students?!" At this moment, Potian was a little surprised when he saw the old man walking towards him.

"Don't worry, you are definitely a junior. You can tell by your sword intent and kendo level. Don't even think about your age. I have been here for tens of thousands of years. Calling you a junior will not hurt you! "

The old man waved his hand at this moment and said.

"Tens of thousands of years?! Could it be!" Suddenly Potian seemed to have thought of something, knelt directly on the ground, clasped his fists and said, "Senior! This junior seeks the ultimate swordsmanship, but he is not talented enough, so he can't enter the later realm .”

The old man was also frightened by Potian's kneeling down directly, but he heard the word kendo from Potian's mouth, which directly aroused the old man's interest.

"What did you just say? The ultimate swordsmanship! Are you also a pure sword cultivator?"

The old man is very concerned about Potian's cultivation direction.

"Senior is right. This junior is following the path of pure sword cultivation. The sword intent has reached the peak of the eighth level, but the way of swordsmanship is still at this ordinary level. Nowadays, there are not even one school of sword cultivation, so you can't get it. The essence behind.

This also led to an extremely embarrassing situation for Pure Sword Cultivator. "

"What? I didn't expect it! The mainland has become like this? The cultivation world has become a bunch of mud. I thought that I was on the mainland with a long sword in [-], but now? The sword information is so different. To save one is simply a great shame!"

The old man was extremely angry, and his face flushed red.

"Young man! Since this is the case, let me ask you, are you willing to worship this old man as your teacher? I will pass on to you what I have learned in kendo all my life! But you have to promise this old man one thing, and that is to revive this pure sword that is about to become extinct." Fix it!"

How could Potian not be willing?So he hurriedly kowtowed his head three times, which was regarded as a ceremony of apprenticeship.

"Senior! Of course I am willing! Even if there is no senior's words, I will try my best to revitalize this declining school of pure sword cultivators!"

"Okay! You make the old man feel good, young man! From now on, you can practice swordsmanship with me here!"

"Yes! Senior!" Potian was very happy at this moment, and shouted directly.

"Senior, I want to ask one thing, that is, tens of thousands of years ago, was a sword cultivator of my level good or bad?

Is it bad? "

At this moment Potian asked with some embarrassment.

"Hahaha, what you said, the younger generation, is simply humiliating yourself. You are not a popular existence when you are tens of thousands of years old, and even children are much better than you!"

It was a bit embarrassing to hear this.

"Okay, since you worship me as your teacher, then remember my name!

How many years have passed, I don't know if anyone still remembers this name!
Surprised by a sword, the sword master Fang Chen! "