The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

The lonely and arrogant expression on Song Mu's face was stunned for a moment, how could he not be familiar with the sword intent flying rapidly in the distance!

Mom!Qinglian Sword Intent!

Ji Yuze and Ye Chen on the side also felt the strong sword intent, and turned their heads to look into the distance.

Beyond the horizon, a two-winged pegasus that looked like a black flame was flying towards them!

On horseback, the sword cultivator who was dressed in black and came with a sword on his back gave them a great sense of oppression!

The sense of oppression that I only felt from my own master!

At least a strong man in the Mahayana period, or even in the Transcending Tribulation period!

Are you the elders watching the ceremony at the Nine Great Holy Lands?

Ji Yuze and Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, only Song Mu stared at the familiar figure sitting on the horseback in the distance.

Master and myself spent the first half of our lives on Qinglian Sword Intent, how could I not be familiar with it?

Apart from himself and his master Tai'a, there was only one person who studied Qinglian Sword Intent further.

That was Qing Yunzong Sword Cultivator who killed all the great sword cultivators in the Immortal Sword Immortal Tomb with his own power!

It was also the black-clothed sword repairman, Leng Qingsong, who was sitting on horseback with a sword on his back!

Thinking of this, Song Mu couldn't help but turn ugly.

Originally, when the fairy tomb was opened, I was still thinking that my master told me to be gentle with the fellow sects who came to Qing Yunzong. Who knew what the master meant to keep me away from them!

There is no other reason, the monks from Qingyun Sect are all monsters!

Because I am a sword cultivator, in that fairy tomb, the two sword cultivators from Qingyun Sect shocked and impressed me the most.

One white!One black!

Two swordsmen!

Dressed in white, with a sword hanging from his waist, just like himself now, Bai Feiyu, who blocked countless sword repairmen in front of the last door of the sword climbing stage, was one by one with one sword.

As for Leng Qingsong in black, he only got a glimpse of his appearance, like a god of killing, behind that door, the scene of massacring the Great Sword Cultivator was deeply engraved in Song Mu's heart.

These two sword cultivators were like demons in their hearts, and they really made themselves feel fear.

Only then did I know what it meant to sit and watch the sky, and I underestimated the people in the world.

But Song Mu didn't admit defeat, and felt even more upset.

There is no time for practice, and monks can keep their appearance in the state they are most satisfied with as long as they want to.

With such a cultivation base, I am afraid that he has been a great sword cultivator who has been a great monk for countless years.

I am just a monk who has just started practicing for decades, how can I be compared with these old monsters who have lived for countless years!

Until my master told me afterwards that none of these monsters from Qing Yunzong were over 20 years old.

The expression on Song Mu's face was no longer shocked, but frightened!

Dajianxiu who is less than 20 years old?

He has been hailed as the best handsome swordsman who meets once in ten thousand years.

The talents of these monsters are probably only comparable to Li Taibai, the sword fairy in ancient times, right?

And with such a talent, and the inheritance of the sword fairy Li Taibai, it is inevitable to surpass oneself and even surpass the master in Qinglian swordsmanship!

There is only one way for each person, if someone else goes first, then he will never be able to realize this way again!

At that moment, Song Mu, who had always regarded himself as a peerless genius, was hit by an unprecedented blow, and even doubted himself.

And always wanting to be strong will not show it at all, and can only hide this doubt about himself deep in his heart.

But everything can't be hidden from my master.

The expression on Song Mu's face softened, and he thought of his master Tai Ah.

"Boy, if you were asked to rebuild now, would you be willing?"

"Let you strive to be the ancestor of the sword sect, are you willing?"

"He Li Taibai can do it, why can't you?"

The sound of countless iron chains rubbing between the sky and the earth, my master destroyed the Dao foundation of my practice for thousands of years, and stripped the Qinglian Sword Intent from my body for myself.

And reshaped the White Lotus Sword Seed for himself!

My master fell directly from the peak of crossing the catastrophe to the combined state. Although he recovered in the end, he has not recovered to the strength of the peak of crossing the catastrophe until now!

Feeling the blooming white lotus in the dantian, Song Mu's originally timid expression became aloof again.

What Li Taibai can do, why can't I?

It's just Qinglian swordsmanship, regaining the wisdom of others, this kind of strength obtained from eating steamed buns chewed by others.

I, Song Mu, don't even bother to be with him!

I, Song Mu, will eventually walk out of my own way of swordsmanship, with the same achievements as Li Taibai, no!Sword Immortal Beyond Li Taibai!

With pride in his heart, the expression on his face became more and more tense, and he slightly straightened up and looked at Leng Qingsong who came on horseback.

Leng Qingsong, who was riding a black thestral, had sword intent rising all over his body. After the arrival of this black-clothed and black-horse swordsman, the originally noisy mountain top seemed to be muted.

The closer Leng Qingsong got, the young monks on more than a dozen hills could clearly sense this powerful sword intent!

When Leng Qingsong walked in front of Song Mu and the three of them, everyone looked at the swordsman and waited for the swordsman to speak.

Did he dislike them for being too noisy, or did he want to reprimand the three Tianjiao for fighting privately before the Tianbang was born?

Ji Yuze and Ye Chen also straightened their bodies. In front of the big monks, as the direct disciples of the Nine Great Sacred Lands, they must respect each other and not lose face of the Holy Lands behind them.

If this sword cultivator really dared to slander the holy land behind him, even if the other party was a great monk, he would still have to defend himself!

Leng Qingsong glanced at the three people present, and seemed to see that Song Mu looked familiar. He rode his horse to stop in front of Song Mu, and asked in a confused voice, "Piaomiao Pavilion...how can I get there?"

Leng Qingsong, who had never gone out alone before, couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south after leaving Ouyang's side, she was an absolute road idiot.

"Cough cough cough..."

The sound of coughing one after another instantly resounded all around.

Everyone was waiting anxiously for the big monk to speak, but they didn't expect that the big monk just came to ask for directions!

Are you asking the way, what are you doing with such a great coercion, looking like you are about to destroy the family?

Jianxiu's brain is really sick!

This idea popped up in everyone's mind at the same time.

And Song Mu, who had an aloof face, heard Leng Qingsong's question, pointing to the direction of Misty Pavilion with the hilt of his sword, and said indifferently, "It's three hundred miles away!"

Sitting on the horseback, Leng Qingsong glanced in the direction, gave Song Mu a thankful oh, and then rode away from here.

"???"

Just leave like this?

Under the guidance of Senior Brother Song Mu, the master of Jianzong, did he leave so easily?

Is this great sword cultivator really asking for directions?

Or is this great sword cultivator afraid of the talent of senior brother Song Mu and the master behind him?

At least when Leng Qingsong left, the eyes of Ye Chen and Ji Yuze beside Song Mu changed slightly when they looked at Song Mu.

Looking at him in all directions, the admiration and admiration in his gaze changed again, which made Song Mu secretly happy!

And in the hearts of Ji Yuze and Ye Chen, their views on this Jianzong disciple went up to a higher level.

He has reached this level of cultivation at such an age!

And even in front of the big monk who didn't know his purpose, he had such an aloof expression.

This Song Mu is worthy of being a direct disciple of the Sect Master of Jianzong!