I opened a martial arts gym in Journey to the West, and deduced the Immortal Sutra at the beginning

Holding on to Xuan Chen, he refused to let go.

Xuan Chen rubbed his head, but still squatted down and asked softly.

"Hey, don't cry, what does your mother look like?"

"My mother is amazing. My mother can dance swords. Everyone is afraid of her!"

The little girl was very excited when she talked about her mother, her tears stopped and her eyes were full of admiration.

How can a single bottle of these find her mother.

On this plane of Sword Tomb, the whole world is full of swordsmen with swords.

Regardless of men and women, it seems that if they don't deserve a sword, they don't fit in.

There was no other way, Xuan Chen had no choice but to take the little girl with him first.

In order to prevent the little girl from crying again, Xuan Chen bought her a large bunch of candied haws.

After all, gold is the common currency no matter which world it is in, and Xuan Chen's multi-billion-dollar family fortune can be regarded as incomparably rich.

But it also created a funny scene.

A young man dressed in plain clothes and walking with a sense of immortality is leading a three or four-year-old girl by the hand.

The young man has no armor and no sword, which is out of tune with this era.

Many people on the street cast strange glances, they probably regarded Xuan Chen as the trafficker.

The little girl ate and played, as if she forgot to find her mother.

Pulling Xuan Chen to watch sideshows and plays.

After visiting a city, Xuan Chen cast a spell to twist the space and come to the next city.

The little girl doesn't understand fairy arts, she just thinks Xuan Chen is very handsome and powerful.

Shouting for Xuan Chen to perform spells for him.

Xuan Chen then took out a piece of five-color clay and made various patterns on his hands.

The little girl stared at it intently, clapped her hands and applauded, and held the clay in her hands after watching it for a while.

Get it up yourself.

Xuan Chen didn't waste time, he found out after traveling through various towns.

The towns in this sword mound world are not big, but the two towns are very close to each other.

Walking like this, I don't know when I will find the sword spirit.

Strange to say, this sword spirit seems to have disappeared without a trace.

With Xuan Chen's means, he couldn't find its location.

"Since I can't find you, let you come out obediently."

Xuan Chen reckoned that this person's luck might all be in that sword spirit's body.

The sword embryo was also forged by Dao luck, compared to Xuan Chen's quiet mana, the sword embryo was piled up with supreme skills.

Although the sword embryo of "Fake Xuanchen" is strong, it lacks foundation after all.

The power of swordsmanship ultimately belongs to human beings, if there is no body of spirit and flesh.

There is only a sword fetus but no sword heart.

Even though his cultivation base is unfathomable, his sword intent is much worse than those who have mastered the way of the sword.

The Moon Palace sword can be said to be the strongest sword spirit sword.

And this sword also has brute force but no rules.

"The sword spirit is still the sword spirit after all." Xuan Chen thought so.

Immediately, Xuan Chen said to the little girl.

"Brother will take you to see the sword, okay?"

As soon as the words came out, the little girl regained her spirits and nodded to Xuan Chen.

Xuan Chen thought: "Where do I start?"

Looking around, I found a martial arts gym, "Then it's up to you."

Xuan Chen took the little girl into the martial arts hall.

Before he took half a step, the doorkeeper Xiao Er came up to meet him.

"This is not an inn, sir, turn left when you go out of the inn."

Xuan Chen was angry and thought it was funny, are all the people in front of him so arrogant.

Looking up, "Shengjian Wuguan".

Xuan Chen also had no intention of raising disputes, so he said: "Brother, I came here today to see your museum owner, please inform me."

Xiao Er seemed to think that Xuan Chen was an acquaintance of the owner, so he immediately changed his attitude.

He respectfully said "please" and welcomed the two of them into the martial arts hall.

After going around for a long time, I finally arrived at the training ground.

Seeing dozens of people humming and dancing swords, Xuan Chen couldn't help laughing.

This Huamao fake style can also open a martial arts gym, so anyone picked out by the Huashan martial arts gym is not a master of swordsmanship.

"If there is a chance, we must bring Dugu Qiubai and the others to have a look."

Xuan Chen thought to himself.

Xiao'er walked up to an old man in a black robe and holding a wooden sword who was teaching a few words.

The old man said a few words to the apprentice, then walked towards Xuan Chen.

"I don't know where you live, how many people are there, and what kind of sword do you cultivate?"

The owner of Shengjian Hall spoke first.

Xuan Chen replied: "Xuan Chen, from... Huashan, came to kick the gym today, please give advice from the old pavilion master."

"What? Kicking the gym?" Xiaoer was taken aback, he thought Xuan Chen was a long-lost relative of the master of the martial arts gym.

This is how to be polite, Xuan Chen and the two came to the door.

I never thought that the two of them came to kick the gym.

The janitor Xiaoer yelled, and many disciples looked over one after another.

His eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

Someone in the crowd said, "Go out without a sword, is it you or this little girl who kicked the hall?"

Immediately, all the apprentices burst into laughter.

Xuan Chen smiled slightly, "Then it will start with you."

Everyone was still laughing silently. After all, in this world that relies on kendo to fight for strength, it is too outrageous to kick the gymnasium without a sword.

The gatekeeper Xiaoer: "I didn't say, little brother, I don't care if you give up, our hall owner has resisted the power of the green and red sword master's blow, you should go back and take care of your family and take care of it." Good boy."

In the next second, the disciple who took the lead in booing and laughing the most, his clothes burst open in an instant.

Tiny blood streaks emerged from the flesh wounds.

Looking carefully, it was actually injured by countless sword edges, which made his body covered in cuts and bruises but did not hurt his life.

And Xuan Chen blew on his fingertips: "It's been a long time since I used it, the Heavenly Emperor Finger is still unfamiliar after all."

Chapter 186 Your mother is a sword?

Everyone still hasn't realized what's going on.

The owner of the pavilion was the first to understand that this was the sword intent, or the purest supreme sword intent.

The strongest sword intent does not lie in the vigor and sharpness of the striker.

The most powerful way of swordsmanship is to move freely, a big sword breaks a country with one sword, and a small sword pierces a needle with one sword.

This is also one of the most important reasons why Xuan Chen is more domineering than the green and red sword spirit.

Xuan Chen's control over the sword intent has reached the level of heaven.

At this moment, the owner of the pavilion subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword around his waist.

However, the hand holding the sword was trembling, as if a brute force was suppressing him.

In any case, the sword cannot be drawn.

And Xuan Chen walked by lightly, and pushed back the sword that was half out of the way of the owner of the pavilion.

Said: "You lost..."

The owner of the museum let go of his strength and fell to the ground with a plop, panting heavily.

And the little girl at the side gave Xuan Chen a thumbs up, "Brother, you are awesome."

"Do you understand?" Xuan Chen asked.

"What's so difficult about this, big brother is just leaking out the sword energy and transforming form and meaning into sharp edges, so the pavilion master can't use his sword."

The little girl made a smug expression while talking, as if she was saying to Xuan Chen, "Praise me, praise me quickly."

Xuan Chen smiled slightly, thinking "This little girl is really not simple."

Hearing this sentence, I guessed something in my heart.

"From now on, this martial arts hall will be renamed Huashan martial arts hall."

After speaking, he looked at the old man who had fallen to the ground.

"Yes, yes, it's all up to brother."

The old owner couldn't take care of his face at the moment, so the eldest brother shouted.

The younger brothers around were dumbfounded, "What happened? Why did the owner call him big brother?"

They didn't know that the old pavilion owner was just watching a swordsman challenge the Qinghong Sword Immortal in the capital.

After the swordsman blocked a sword with all his strength, the next sword was obliterated by the so-called Qinghong Sword Immortal.

At this point, the old man changed his mood immediately, and he became the one who blocked the blow of Qinghong Sword Immortal.

From the old man's mouth, he learned that there are dozens of martial arts gyms around this small town.

Xuan Chen thought, "I can't call every family."

Then he showed his kung fu and raised his head to the sky and roared loudly.

"Xuan Chen, the owner of the Huashan Martial Art Museum, challenges the swordsmen of the world to one enemy, whoever will die."

This sound contained the supreme sword intent, and when the sound came out, it was deafening.

All the little brothers fell to the ground after being shaken, and immediately bowed their heads and bowed.

Immediately, Xuan Chen took the little girl to sit on the tower, waiting for the challenger to arrive.

But there are too many martial arts in this world.

The name of Huashan Martial Arts is not well-known here.

There were only a few swordsmen here and there, they were more for fun, not really wanting to challenge Xuan Chen.

After waiting for a day, there were only a few hundred people.

Xuan Chen looked down at the giggling swordsmen downstairs, and asked the little girl, "Is your mother here?"

The little girl glanced at Xuan Chen: "Big brother, all of them are men..."

Xuan Chen: "..."

Immediately, Xuan Chen stretched out his hand and pointed, the space froze, and everything was silent.

The whole street is like a ghost market, and there are no people around at any time.

Hundreds of swordsmen were wiped clean under the power of this finger.