In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

Lian Shan's face trembled when he heard him ask such a question, and he said hurriedly:

"Don't be impulsive. You have only been practicing for three years. How can you fight against those demons who have been practicing for thousands of years?"

"Although I don't know what realm you are at now, you must not be impulsive."

Bai Wu's talent in swordsmanship was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and it was increasing day by day.

How can someone become stronger every day?

So much so that now, he can no longer see through the white fog.

But the more this happened, the more he had to keep a close eye on Bai Wu.

He no longer cares whether Jianshou Peak can regain its former glory.

As a person whose talent is not outstanding among the successive heads of Jianshou Peak, he just wants to pass on this lineage so that thousands of years later, when people mention Jianshou Peak, all they think of is a line of characters in the history book and sigh about its former glory.

With the existence of white fog, the inheritance of Jianshou Peak must be as solid as Mount Tai.

"Don't worry, Master. I won't act impulsively."

Bai Wu smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Have you been practicing for thousands of years?

I don't know if it can withstand my sword?

After hearing the news of Brother Wenbo's death, the disciples of Jianshan Peak practiced even harder and soon qualified to go down the mountain. The few disciples to begin with went down the mountain to gain experience one after another. On the entire Jianshan Peak, only Bai Wu and his master's wife were left, as well as Lianshan, who occasionally appeared to teach him the swordsmanship of Jianshou Peak.

"Without the patrols of the brothers, there are more demons nearby."

A sword light flew in from the foot of the mountain, and the person who came was holding the corpse of a wild boar with jet-black fangs in his hand. It was Bai Wu who had returned from slaying demons after hearing that demons had appeared in the countryside below the mountain.

As for the art of wielding a sword, he has already mastered it thoroughly, having already reached two thousand levels of sword cultivation.

"Xiao Wu, come and eat."

When Master's Wife Ning Wan saw him coming back, she called out to him at the right time.

She looked at the growing Bai Wu with great fondness.

Lian Shan and Ning Wan have no children. Bai Wu, who has been raised by Ning Wan since she was a baby, has long been treated by her as her own child.

"Your clothes don't fit you well, right? I'll take my mistress to Luye City later and she'll buy you some clothes."

"Okay, Master."

Luye City is the only large human city within a radius of 500 miles. It has a permanent population of over five million and is extremely prosperous.

After dinner, Bai Wu found the direction of Luye City, opened his mouth and spit out a bamboo sword, and his magic power swept over his master's wife, who was a mortal, and flew towards Luye City.

This bamboo sword has been imbued with his aura day by day, and through daily sword practice, it has become an excellent magic sword.

The only flaw is that it is a little small for him as he has grown up, only about two feet in size.

I landed outside Luye City with my master's wife. The magnificent city looked like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, crouching on the plain and swallowing up the flow of people.

As people enter the city, the strong scent of human life hits you in the face.

"Steamed buns, four for one cent."

"Golden rat, three cents a piece, ten cents for three!"

"Today, Shoutu Temple will open for a lecture. Go and listen."

"Oh, I have already become a disciple of Master Cen at the White Deer Cave Academy, so why would I listen to the sermons at the Shoutu Temple?"

"It's up to you. I'm going anyway. I heard that Xue Yue Hua Kui will also be there today."

"Well, let's go together. As the saying goes, one should distinguish various dharmas when seeking the truth. I will also go and listen to what the dharma of Shoutu is."

"I heard that the Wind and Thunder Sword Master killed another third-level monster yesterday. He is truly unrivaled."

"I don't know what sect this Wind and Thunder Sword Master belongs to, and his master hasn't been revealed yet."

"Now that you mention it, the flower-picking young master hasn't revealed his master. His swordsmanship is just as sharp. I wonder if it's the sword school or the heart-slashing school."

"With so many kendo prodigies, the kendo scene will be interesting to watch in a year. I heard that even the Taoist and Confucian sects will participate."

"A sword cultivators' conference, why are they participating in it?"

"They also practice swordsmanship. I don't know why there are so many swordsmen in this world. It seems like it's hard for a person to survive without swordsmanship."

"That's not the influence of Jianshou Peak back then."

"Jian Shou Peak, what kind of sect is this? How dare they call themselves Jian Shou! Could it be stronger than Jian Yi Sect?"

"..."

Walking out of the city, all kinds of information fell into Bai Wu's ears and were processed in an orderly manner by his brain processor.

He didn't expect that he could hear news about his senior brother. He should still be training in the southern swamp.

"Come on, I'll go order some clothes for you. You're growing up so fast, you look different every day."

Ning Wan took Bai Wu's arm and went into the clothing store.

For an entire afternoon, Bai Wu was like a wooden man, allowing Ning Wan to control him. She ordered more than ten sets of clothes in one go, even making clothes that would make him ten centimeters taller.

In the evening, people in Luye City headed towards the East City.

"Xiao Wu, do you want to go and listen to the sermon at Shoutu Temple?"

Ning Wan looked at Bai Wu with some curiosity and asked considerately.

Bai Wu really wanted to go. Since he came to this world, he had never come into contact with people from other sects.

Although the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism existed, he had only heard of them.

"If you want to go, go and listen for a while. It's okay to go back later."

Ning Wan smiled gently.

"it is good."

After making the decision, Bai Wu took Ning Wan towards Shoutu Temple.

In Dongcheng District, a square as big as four or five football fields is now crowded with people.

In the center of the square, a Huatai is suspended in the air, and the three words "Shou Tu Guan" are engraved on the side of the Huatai.

Around this Huatai, there are more than ten Huatai of lower quality, covered with curtains, obviously not for ordinary people to use.

A Taoist priest dressed in khaki Taoist robes came walking on white clouds and landed on the platform in the center.

He has a round face, a round waist and round legs, like a potato spirit that has become a Taoist.

"The country bumpkin Taoist priest is here."

"This is a great cultivator of the third realm from the Shoutu Temple. I heard that he once practiced with a thousand-year-old turtle in the East China Sea, and he is very proficient in the water and soil Taoism."

"It seems that I can learn one or two of these two types of spells today. I was worried that the spells sold in Tongtian Palace were too expensive."

"That small flower platform must be the location of the Xueyue courtesan, I want to be her lover."

The Taoist landed on the Huatai and nodded slightly to the small Huatai around him as a greeting.

One could vaguely see the people in Xiaohuatai returning the gifts one by one.

The country bumpkin Taoist priest immediately sat cross-legged on the Huatai and began to preach:

“I’m an old country bumpkin, I’m sure you all know something about me.

But today, I will not talk about the water and soil methods, but will teach you about swordsmanship."

"Swordsmanship?!"

"Does the country bumpkin Taoist priest know swordsmanship?"

The people in Xiaohuatai were also a little surprised.

“Before preaching, I would like to ask everyone a question:

Who is the best swordsman today?"

"Of course it's the sword."

"No, no, no, the strength of Donghai Sword Manor is also quite good."

People in the square who came to listen to the sermon were talking about it.

The Tubie Taoist priest continued:

"What you all said makes sense, but it's hard to tell who's the winner. But there was once a sword school that was recognized as the best in the world, and no one could deny it. Do you know anything about this?"

"Jian Shou Peak? Who wouldn't know that?"

"I really don't know this. I haven't asked this senior brother yet?"

There were people in the square who were confused, and there were also people who were suddenly enlightened. After the former asked the latter, they understood what kind of sect this was.

All I can say is that the power of time is terrifying. After disappearing for three hundred years, many people have been forgotten.

After the discussion was over, the country bumpkin Taoist priest stroked his beard and continued:

"But do you know that although Jianshou Peak suffered a great disaster, the inheritance has never been cut off?"

Ok?

Didn’t they say that this sect was extinct?

Everyone stared with wide eyes waiting for his next words.

He sighed faintly:

"The Wind and Thunder Sword Master who has been in the limelight recently is a disciple of Jianshou Peak."