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The master of Shushan, a poor real man, looked at the bare avenue in front of him and a group of disciples around him who had set up formations and waited for his order to rush out to set up sword formations. He really had a headache. What's the hurry!

As the sect leader, a poor real person has practiced for nearly a thousand years, and he is also a rare slow-witted person in the Shushan Sword School. When the master was elected, the then master of Shushan coughed lightly and said: "Which one of you wants to be the master?" ?”

All his disciples of the same generation took a step back in unison, leaving only a poor real person who was half a beat behind, and was forced to become the master.

Perhaps in other sects, the position of teaching a real person can make people flock to it.But for these sword cultivators in Shushan, being the head of the sect means dealing with a lot of mundane matters; it means that one day two disciples will have a great fight, and they can't step forward and give a sword to each other, but they need to be appeased by both parties; It means that there is no time to go to the end of the world with the sword; it means that you can't shoot easily, and the sword will make a dissatisfied "Chen Cen" every night because it cannot be unsheathed.

Disciples of Mount Shu, the sword is both Tao and justice. If you are the head of the sect and don't have time to compare swords with others, then what's the point?

Ever since Yipoor Daoist became the head of the sect, not to mention taking action personally, he even seldom competed with the sect.Whenever he wanted to compete with his brothers and sisters, Shushan and the elders of his generation would say, "Don't dare, if you get hurt, you will have to change the master."And when he wants to instruct his disciples, the junior disciples will say, "Don't dare to bother the master teacher, if you delay your dealing with the affairs of the sect, you will be cut off by the master when you go back."

In short, a poor real person is as lonely as snow, and his real name sword "Zhan Thorn" is also very uncomfortable every day. He has been a teacher for 300 years, but he didn't make a move once. He is really wronged!

Now when he heard that Kunlun was robbed, and the war between good and evil was about to start again, a poor real person quickly took the initiative to take the lead.In fact, it is not a good job to lead the battle, and the danger is great, but the Shushan sect enters the Tao with the sword, and it is difficult to improve without a body of hundreds of battles. Almost every realm of the Shushan disciples is comprehended from life and death.Therefore, it is difficult to improve the realm of sword repair, and it is even more difficult to ascend, but once it reaches the stage of crossing the tribulation, it is basically difficult for the sword cultivator to be troubled by multiple thunder tribulations.As long as a sword cultivator who can reach the stage of crossing the catastrophe, both his mind and mana will reach a level that is difficult for ordinary cultivators to achieve. Sword cultivators are difficult to cultivate.

The reason why the Ziqing Shuangjian is not as "conscientious" as other god formations is that they are too lazy to fight if they don't meet the sword master;It's rare to be challenged by a master, why don't you hurry up and give up the road to hone the disciples of Shushan?

The difference between Ziqing Twin Swords and other mountain-protecting formations is that other formations are only strong when outsiders enter the door. Once they are invaded, other mountain-protecting formations will no longer have any effect.However, when the disciples of Shushan were unable to resist, the Ziqing twin swords would form formations again to deal with foreign enemies, and at that time, the true power of the Shushan formation could be displayed.

It is said that at that time, with the sound of the Ziqing twin swords, all the swords that have been handed down from the ancient times in the Shushan Sword Tomb will break out of the tomb, and a real Shushan Sword Formation will be set up to fight against foreign enemies.

However, Shushan Sword Sect has been established for so many years, and this situation has never happened once.

Generally, the stronger the opponent is, the closer the path opened by the Ziqing twin swords will be to the main hall. Now that the path is open to the door, it is enough to prove that the skill of the comer is simply too good, how can the disciples of Shushan not be excited.

And they are not stupid, they naturally understand that such a master is absolutely impossible to defeat with their personal strength, so they have already set up their formations, waiting for them to set up formations as soon as they arrive at the main hall.

In front of all the disciples of the Shushan School, Changkong Zhuoyu and the other four stepped onto the avenue leading to the sky and walked slowly to the main hall of Shushan.

Before entering the palace, a group of Shushan disciples flew down in front of the main gate of Shushan. They stood around them in an orderly manner, holding their swords and moving lightly, every step revealing a mystery.

Chang Kong Zhuoyu, who had never had his hips akimbo proudly, waved his fan, looked down at everyone's feet, and smiled slightly, "Bafanglihuo Formation, without Suzaku in the main position, do you really think this formation can trap me? "

As soon as he said these words, Li Xinglun looked at Changkong Zhuyu in surprise.Ever since he met this cheap master, Chang Kong Zhuoyu really doesn't know anything about the world of self-cultivation, even the most basic common sense needs to be taught.But now he was able to tell the name and characteristics of this sword formation in one word, which really puzzled Li Xinglun who knew him well.

How can a cultivator who doesn't even know how to draw Qi into his body know such an exquisite sword array?

Thinking of the extremely terrifying swordsmanship of Zhuoyu in the sky, Li Xinglun couldn't help but suspect that his master might actually have a connection with the Shushan Sword School.

"Bafanglihuo Formation is only used when our faction encounters a crisis. Shushan has not used this formation for thousands of years. Your Excellency recognized this formation only by the positions and movements of the disciples, and said in a word The defect must be related to our faction, but I don’t know if it’s a friend or an enemy?” A poor real person held a sword in one hand, walked out of the hall slowly, his whole body was as straight as a sword, and every step he took was like a sword. The sword danced like a move.

"Human sword is one..." Changkong Zhuoyu looked up and down a poor real man, "The Mahayana period is complete, and it is only one step away from breaking the sky and taking advantage of the calamity."

When he said this, all Shushan disciples were taken aback.

For ordinary cultivators, the catastrophe is a catastrophe, and if they can survive, survive, and survive, they have climbed to the fairyland.However, for the masters who really comprehend the way of heaven, the catastrophe is not a test, but an opportunity to open the gate of the fairy world for them, so that they can go to a higher level of world to comprehend the way of heaven. To cross the catastrophe, but to break through the sky and take advantage of the catastrophe.

They have not drawn their swords for 300 years, but the real head teacher has reached this level?

The impoverished real man was not proud when he heard Changkong Zhuoyu's words, but felt aggrieved inside.If it hadn't been for the sword being drawn in 300 years, he would be so aggrieved that he would chat with the Thorn Sword every day, gently wipe the sword, and tell it not to worry, there will be a chance to make a move sooner or later.This coaxing lasted for 300 years. The Thorn Sword accumulated 300 years of power, and he also chatted with the sword for 300 years. One person and one sword were wronged together.

Other sword cultivators understand the heart of the sword in the battle, and instantly reach the realm of the unity of human and sword, but a poor real person...

Neither he nor Thorn Sword wanted such a combination of human and sword.

Although he felt uncomfortable, as the head of the sect, he still had to be tense in front of his disciples, and the poor man did not change his face, and said to Changkong Zhuoyu: "Your Excellency can see the state of the poor, and you must have reached the last step, right? "

Changkong Zhuoyu smiled lightly, his strength is unfathomable, he has not met an opponent so far, and it is still unknown whether it will be the last step.

"I'm poor in Shushan, how dare I ask Your Excellency Gao's name?" said the poor man, clasping his hands.

"Jade carving in the sky."

The two looked at each other, and at the same time said to their own people: "You step back."

The disciples of Shushan and Li Xinglun retreated together, while Changkong Zhuoyu, holding a paper fan, walked among the crowd and faced a poor real person.

"Where's the sword of fellow daoist?" A poor man said.

"There is a sword in my heart." Changkong Zhuoyu spread out his fan and fanned it.

"If that's the case, then it's a sin."

As soon as the words fell, a red sword light flew out from the body of a poor real person. He jumped to catch the red light, turned around in the air, and directly attacked the sky Zhuoyu.

And Changkong Zhuyu was calm, gently shaking the paper fan, drawing a sharp arc in the air, and actually blocked the Thorn Sword with the one tael of silver paper fan.

The moment it came into contact with the paper fan, the red light of the Thorn-Slashing Sword weakened, revealing its sharpness, and it trembled slightly in front of Changkong Zhuoyu, making a fearful but excited buzzing sound.

He was afraid because he knew the strength of Changkong Zhuoyu, and he was also excited because he knew his strength.To be able to fight against such a master, even if he breaks his sword, he will not regret this life.

Seemingly feeling the intention of the Thorn Sword, Changkong Zhuoyu nodded slightly, "Good sword."

A poor real person sighed: "Your Excellency must have a good sword. Every sword repairer has a sword of his own. It may not be a magic weapon, but it must be the most important thing for you. You step on the sword of your own way."

The direction the sword points to is always straight.

A trace of confusion flashed in Changkong Zhuyu's eyes, sword... If he is a sword repairman, should he have a sword?What about his sword?

Although he was confused, Zhang Kong Zhuoyu's moves were not chaotic at all. He had already passed hundreds of moves with a poor real person in an instant. Sword Qi can kill the opponent.This kind of master, even if he just practices swords by himself, can destroy the Shushan Palace, and every move is extremely powerful.But the two of them were able to counteract each sword's force, and everyone around them felt the terrible pressure of the sword, but they seemed to be protected by something.

It's like looking at the violent storm outside in a warm room. Obviously, every bolt of lightning is worrying, and every thunder is scary, but deep down, I know that I am safe and protected.

It turns out that the master teacher's swordsmanship is so superb, watching him use the sword, he has gained more benefits than he has practiced for decades, why didn't he learn from the master teacher sooner!

This is the idea of ​​all the disciples of Shushan.

But Li Xinglun looked at Changkong Zhuyu's swordsmanship, at first he couldn't see it clearly, but later it became clearer bit by bit. It was clear that Changkong Zhuyu's movements were extremely fast. As a foundation-building stage, he couldn't see clearly at all, but he could clearly see it. feel his every move.

Li Xinglun didn't need to open his eyes, even if he closed his eyes, Li Xinglun could still sense Changkong Zhuyu's sword move.

And he really closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, the aura of heaven and earth was naturally attracted by him, entered his body, and continuously wandered through his body in a way he had never seen before, finally converging in his dantian within.

kendo.

Is the sword the Tao, or is the Tao the sword?

What is his way forward?

The problems that had been troubling Li Xinglun's heart suddenly became clear following Changkong Zhuoyu's every move.

The tragic death of the family members, the falling off the cliff with the will to die, the death situation in the Valley of Broken Soul...

My way, implement it all the way, face difficulties, go forward when there is a way, and open a way when there is no way.

There is no need to follow other people's way, no need to practice other people's mentality, his way, walk by yourself.

Zhang Kong Zhuoyu, who was fighting against a real person, suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, took a step back, and stood in front of Li Xinglun with a fan, guarding the disciple who suddenly fell into samadhi.

It is really troublesome for him as an apprentice to suddenly realize the Dao in the middle of the battle.Changkong Zhuoyu sighed in disgust.

Fortunately, his aptitude is good, and he was able to comprehend the Tao from his sword, which is not bad.

Sometimes sword cultivators know whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend as long as they fight each other. Seeing that Zhang Kong Zhuoyu retreated, a poor real man also put away the spine-slashing sword that was still excited, and bowed to Changkong Zhuoyu: "Fellow Daoist, please!" Take your seat."

Changkong Zhuoyu said: "When my disciple's retreat is over, I will discuss with the Taoist master how to fight against the catastrophe in the world."

A poor man flicked his sleeves, and the Shushan Sword Formation protected Li Xinglun and Changkong Zhuoyu in it, preventing them from being disturbed.

As soon as everyone disappeared from sight, Zhang Kong Zhuoyu immediately sat down on the ground, wiped his sweat in a very unimpressive manner, the fan in his hand finally couldn't bear the huge aura, and as soon as he withdrew his strength, the paper fan turned into flying ash and disappeared up in the air.

Fortunately, Li Xinglun was in samadhi, otherwise his fan wouldn't be able to hold up any more!Changkong Zhuoyu patted his small chest in fear.

He really deserves to be his good disciple.