I have a sword that can sway the heavens

Seeing Lier's tall figure, tall and straight figure, and gentle and jade-like smiling face, all the Quanzhen disciples were dumbfounded.

I didn't see Lear's sword during the whole process, but the eyes of the four generations of disciples were extremely fiery.

The sword fairy Lear is what they yearn for!

Li Er brought Xin Han and Lu Wushuang into the Chongyang Hall by three generations of disciples including Zhen Zhibing.

On the square outside the Chongyang Hall, a young man whispered to his companion beside him, "I'm going down the mountain tomorrow to venture into the rivers and lakes. Anyway, I can't learn any advanced martial arts or swordsmanship in Quanzhen Sect."

"In the future, I will be like a sword fairy and spread my name all over the world. What kind of nickname do you think the world will give me at that time?"

Another boy hesitated, "My father gave Zhao Zhijing 500 taels of silver, so I joined Quanzhen Sect. If I don't learn martial arts, my father will break my legs when I go down the mountain!"

"What kind of martial arts are you learning? Zhao Zhijing is no match for Sword Immortal's disciple. You see, that disciple of Sword Immortal is as old as us, but he has learned advanced martial arts and swordsmanship. I want to be a teacher, and I want to worship a master like Sword Immortal. Zhao Zhijing is not qualified to teach me."

"You're right, but where are we going after we go down the mountain?"

"After we went down the mountain, we waited for the Sword Immortal at the foot of the mountain. Maybe the Sword Immortal would accept us as disciples because of our strange bones?"

The hearts of young people are higher than the sky, and they think that they are the center of the world. They are full of hope and longing, thinking that in the future, they will leave a strong mark in the world and become heroes admired by everyone.

In the square, the disciples of the fourth generation became more and more noisy.

Chapter 38 Shuzi is crazy

There are seven futons in Chongyang Hall.

Above the seven futons is a portrait.

In the portrait, a middle-aged man with a wide robe and big sleeves, a square face with a purple face, not angry and majestic, with a willow beard one foot down, standing on the top of a mountain with his hands behind his back, overlooking the mountains and rivers.

Just from the portrait, it can be seen that the man in the painting is a master.

Zhen Zhibing said to Li Er, "This is Chongyang Patriarch."

"In the old days when Huashan was discussing swords, the patriarch defeated the evil from the east and the poison from the west, and the emperor from the south and the beggar from the north took the number one in the world and created our Quanzhen lineage."

When mentioning Chongyang Patriarch, Zhen Zhibing, Li Zhichang and other three generations of disciples all had a hint of pride on their faces.

Lear nodded in approval.

Wang Chongyang is indeed a grandmaster of a generation.

Although he is not as talented as his master Zhang Sanfeng, he is also a romantic figure who overwhelmed the martial arts world and suppressed the Jianghu for an era.

Xin Han listened carefully, his eyes admiring.

Lu Wushuang curled his lips in disdain, and said, "Wang Chongyang was only the number one in the world in the past. No matter how people in the world make him a god, he is still a dead person. The number one in the world now is brother Lear."

"If Wang Chongyang and Brother Lear were born in the same era, it's hard to say who is higher and who is lower."

"Miss Lu, please be careful!"

Zhen Zhibing had an ugly expression, and there was a hint of sadness between his brows.

In the Chongyang Palace, in front of the painting of the patriarch, someone slandered the patriarch, but as a disciple, he dared not speak out, how sad?

The other disciples of the third generation of Quanzhen didn't look too good-looking.

Li Er's tone was a bit serious, he looked at Lu Wushuang, and scolded, "Wushuang, don't slander Chongyang Patriarch, why don't you apologize?"

Lu Wushuang is indeed too arrogant, her temper must be changed.

Although Lear is very confident in his martial arts and swordsmanship, Lear is not so arrogant that he thinks that he is the best in the world.

"apologize?"

"No need to apologize, we don't accept it!"

At the entrance of the Chongyang Hall, seven figures came, all wearing pale green Taoist robes, holding whisks in their hands, and carrying iron swords on their backs.

Seven people came.

The headed one has a full heaven, a round earth pavilion, a clear appearance, rosy skin, gentle eyes, and a white beard under his chin.

The remaining six people have their own characteristics.

Seeing the seven people, Zhen Zhibing immediately stood up and saluted, "I have met the master, the uncle in charge, and several uncles."

The other three generations also opened their mouths to salute.

These are the Quanzhen Seven Sons, the seven disciples of Wang Chongyang.

The first person is Ma Yu, son of Danyang.

Behind Ma Yu are Changchun son Qiu Chuji, Yuyang son Wang Chuyi, Changzhen son Tan Chuduan, Changzhen son Liu Chuxuan, Immemorial son Hao Datong, and Qingjing Sanren Sun Buer.

Among the seven, the only woman is Sun Buer.

Sun Buer was about fifty years old, in a green Taoist robe, with thin lips and gloomy eyes, and she spoke first, "Sword Immortal Lear, with such a great reputation, he has been oppressed to Chongyang Hall!"

"No need to apologize, we don't accept it."

Taking a look at Lu Wushuang, Sun Buer moved, she flashed her figure, and slapped Lu Wushuang with her palm.

"This little girl's mouth is too stinky, I'll slap her mouth for you!"

While speaking, Sun Buer had already rushed in front of Lu Wushuang, slapping him high.

Lu Wushuang was dumbfounded.

Li Er's eyes turned cold, he pulled out an afterimage, stood in front of Lu Wushuang, and raised his hand to slap him.

boom!

Score at the touch of a button.

Li Er didn't move at all, his expression turned cold, and he said, "Daozhang Sun, as a martial arts senior, you have such a perverse temperament. Is it wrong to slap a little girl's mouth if you disagree with me?"

"Is this how Daoist Chongyang taught you?"

Sun Bu'er was repelled by Lear's palm, and flew out backwards, taking a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

With an old face turning blue, Sun Bu'er looked at Li Er with apprehension, and said coldly, "Thief, stop talking nonsense. Chongyang Hall, how dare you slander the Patriarch and deceive me?"

"Senior brother, this thief is very skilled, let's go up together, take him down, and make him kneel in front of the painting of the ancestor to repent!"

"Junior Sister, step back."

Ma Yu walked out, looked at Sun Buer coldly, with a stern expression, hating him for not making progress.

Ma Yu also has a headache for Sun Buer, the first wife.

Having cultivated the Tao for decades, yet still have such a perverse temperament and such a deep hostility, it is simply outrageous and unreasonable.

Looking at Li Er, Ma Yu frowned and said, "Your Excellency Sword Immortal, my junior sister is indeed wrong, I apologize for her, but the little girl next to you shouldn't slander the Patriarch."

Li Er's face softened a little, and he said, "Reverend Danyang speaks seriously, Wushuang made a mistake first, it's just that his junior sister was too arrogant, so Li had no choice but to make a move in Chongyang Hall."

"Li Mou apologizes on behalf of Wushuang Quanzhen Sect."

Ma Yu waved his hands, his expression softened, he stopped Sun Buer and Qiu Chuji who were about to speak behind him, looked at Li Er and said, "This matter has been exposed, I don't know why you went up the mountain?"

In Chongyang Hall, everyone looked at Lear.

A year ago, there was a legend in the world that a sword fairy came out of Donghai.

The sword fairy Li Er came to the east and fought for three thousand miles alone. His sword light chilled the nineteen continents, pushing the invincible hand across the rivers and lakes.

Sword Fairy Lear went to Quanzhen, in the eyes of everyone, he wanted to challenge Quanzhen Sect.

In fact, Lear did not challenge the Quanzhen Sect, let alone compete with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

To put it bluntly, Wang Chongyang was the first hero, but the Quanzhen Seven were too far behind. They were not worthy of Lear's challenge.

Li Er looked at Ma Yu, with a smile on his face again, and said, "Li Mou came to Quanzhen here, with no malicious intentions, just want to use Chongyang Patriarch's innate skills to read."

Ma Yu's expression remained unchanged, his tone was gentle, and he refused, "The congenital kung fu is left over from the former master, and it is the magical kung fu of Quanzhen's township religion. It cannot be spread outside the public. Your Excellency Sword Immortal will be disappointed."

Li Er shook his head, and retorted, "Realist Danyang has a picture, and the martial arts secret books left by the predecessors are for future generations to practice, why stick to the opinion of the sect?"

"Reverend Danyang, let me ask you, Li, did Patriarch Chongyang ever say that innate skills cannot be passed on to outsiders?"

Ma Yu was silent for a moment, then answered honestly, "Master never said that."

Li Er chuckled, and said again, "Since Patriarch Chongyang didn't say that innate skills can't be passed on, why can't Li borrow them?"

Ma Yu lowered his eyebrows and began to think.

Behind Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Sun Buer and the others panicked.

Sun Buer looked at each other coldly, and said coldly, "Brother, this thief is eloquent and eloquent, don't let him follow his lead."

"The innate kung fu is left by the master. This thief is relying on his high martial arts and coveting the innate kung fu. How can he let him do what he wants?"

"Let's work together to drive this thief out of Quanzhen. No matter how good his martial arts and swordsmanship are, he can't defeat me and the other seven!"

Qiu Chuji also stood up and said to Ma Yu, "Brother, sister is right, don't let him get his way just because of his eloquence."

Before Ma Yu could answer, Qiu Chuji looked at Li Er, frowned, and said, "Lear, you have been dubbed the Sword Immortal by Jiang Hu, and the old man wants to weigh whether you are worthy of the title of Sword Immortal."

"It's not Li who is conceited, Taoist Qiu is not Li's opponent."

Li Er held his hands behind his back, looked around the Quanzhen Seven with a chuckle, and continued to speak, "How about this, the seven of you make a move together, if Li wins a move by chance, how about borrowing your innate skills to Li to read?"

"Zizi is rampant, An dare to insult me ​​Quanzhen?"

"We promise you! But if you lose, you have to abolish your martial arts and kneel in front of the teacher's painting to repent for ten years!"

Old Sun Bu'er's face was flushed to the neck, and she couldn't bear it the most, so she agreed wholeheartedly, and put forward the condition that Lear should abolish his martial arts.

"A word is settled!"

Lear smiled brightly, revealing a mouthful of neat and white teeth.

Chapter 39

In front of the Chongyang Hall, there are huge crowds of people.

Li Er stood in the field, facing the Quanzhen Seven.

Outside Lier and the others, thousands of Quanzhen disciples surrounded them.

Lear shook the water sword, and the long sword straightened.

Tall and tall, with a tall and well-proportioned body, dressed in white clothes, Lear smiled slightly and said, "Please, everyone."

"Sword Fairy Lear, what an arrogant young man!"

"Let me meet you first."

Qiu Chuji flew out like a wild goose across the sky, and the iron sword fell like a shooting star, taking the lead to kill Lier.

Lear stepped forward and stabbed out with a sword.

This sword, like a celestial horse leaping over a waterfall, is elegant in fairy style, magnificent and gorgeous, and the rain of swords is flying all over the sky.

After the magnificent sword rain, murderous intentions lie hidden.

Qiu Chuji was horrified, with a flick of his wrist, he stabbed 18 and [-] swords in a row, each sword was divided into three parts, turning into infinite sword shadows to break the rain of swords in the sky.

This is the supreme swordsmanship of the Quanzhen sect, transforming the three cleans in one breath!

Qiu Chuji stabbed eighteen swords in a row, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his arms were sore when he lifted the sword.

However, the sword shadows he stabbed were not endless, and were quickly shattered by Piaofei Jianyu.

The bright silver sword pierced through the rain of swords and rested on Qiu Chuji's shoulder.

Li Er chuckled, "Qiu Daochang, you lost."

A year later, Lear fought for three thousand miles alone, smelting hundreds of swordsmanship, ten thousand swords returned to the sect, and his martial arts and swordsmanship had already stood at an incredible height.

A year ago, Lear defeated the Chilian Fairy Li Mochou with two swords.

A year later, Lear defeated Qiu Chuji, a real person from Changchun, with a single sword.

Of course, Lear has not stepped into the Xiantian realm, but he is not far from the Xiantian realm!

Of the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, Lear has opened up almost all of them, leaving only the second meridian of Ren Du.As long as he gets through the two veins of Ren and Du, connects with the second bridge of heaven and earth, and understands the general trend of heaven and earth, he can step out in one step and ascend to Xiantian!

Lear's cultivation speed is very fast. Although there is credit for the marrow washing scripture, it is more due to his talent.

People are different, people with high talents can learn things at a glance.