The Ultimate Sword Master

Tangtang was startled.

After thinking about it carefully, he gave a very conservative number: "One point."

No one feels less.

Including Pei Lun and Dugu Chun, all the sword cultivators in the field couldn't understand even one point.

Jian Qi doesn’t think it’s less either.

"One point..."

"That kid picked up a treasure."

Smiling, he looked at Tangtang and asked again: "Are you Gu Han's apprentice?"

"Back to senior..."

"Strictly speaking."

Jian Qi interrupted her and said with a smile: "You should call me Third Grandpa."

"Three...Grandpa?"

Tangtang blinked and shouted tentatively.

Jian Qi laughed!

"Okay, okay! Our swordsman... has a successor!"

While talking.

His eyes slowly swept over the Xuantian Sword Sect, the sword cultivators, and Tangtang, and finally said: "After all, it is senior brother's orthodoxy. It is unreasonable not to leave anything for you!"

The words fell.

His figure has completely dissipated in the field, and turned into three wisps of aura. One wisp disappeared into the sky, the other fell on the sword cultivators, and the last wisp... hung on Tangtang. before!

boom!

Boom boom boom!

The sky shook slightly, and wisps of natural sword intent that contained the vast power of heaven flashed past. Compared with before, it was a bit more mysterious and mysterious!

Likewise.

Xuantian's sword cultivators all had different levels of understanding in their minds, and some of them even had higher levels of understanding and actually broke through on the spot!

For a while.

Many people from the Xuantian Sword Sect broke through and caused thunder and disaster, and the scene was very lively.

"this……"

"What's this?"

Siniang felt the glimmer of enlightenment in her heart, and suddenly felt that the swordsmanship and concepts that Tangtang taught her before were no longer obscure or difficult to understand, and she even had a vague feeling of understanding them!

"This is the luck of the sword."

Tangtang came to her and said softly: "It's a gift from Third Grandpa... to us."

This day.

The Jianqi clone completed its mission and dissipated, leaving behind three strands of kendo luck. One strand was given to Yun Jiansheng, the other to Xuantian Sword Sect, and the last strand... was given to him alone. Got Tangtang.

Can……

Tangtang didn't want it.

She sealed up that ray of sword luck and stuffed it into Siniang's hand along with the Xuantian Sword Talisman.

"Master, this is yours..."

"For me, this kendo luck is just the icing on the cake."

Tangtang smiled and said softly: "Xuantian Sword Sect cannot only have twelve sword heads. In the future, there may be people who need it more than me."

well……

Seeing this scene, Yuan Zhengyang and the others sighed softly, suddenly feeling inexplicably relieved.

Tangtang grew up.

She was no longer the little girl who needed to be surrounded by them and wanted to be carefully cared for.

Likewise.

The Xuantian Sword Sect can no longer tolerate her, nor can it tolerate her magnanimity, nor her heart that pursues the way of being strong.

Si Niang was even more sad.

"Master...wuwuwu...you can't walk..."

For thousands of years.

Although Tangtang was quite strict with her, in her heart, this unbelievably perfect master was the most important support in her life!

"I will practice well..."

"I won't be lazy anymore..."

"I……"

With tears streaming down her face, she looked at Tangtang and finally said the words that had been buried deep in her heart for thousands of years.

"I have been trying to follow in Master's footsteps!"

"Silly girl."

Tangtang sighed, turned his eyes, looked at the boundless sky, and said softly: "You have been following my footsteps, but do you know? In fact, I... have also been following his footsteps."

Look at the light in her eyes.

Siniang suddenly didn't know what to say.

Also at this time.

Wisps of immortal power erupted, but Sapling seemed to have finally completely integrated the memories of his past and present lives, and his dull eyes gradually took on a hint of agility.

"woke up?"

Heifeng came up and asked with wide eyes: "Have you remembered everything?"

"I remembered..."

"I remembered everything..."

Sapling looked at him blankly and murmured: "Old Hei, long time no see, I miss you so much... Where is Jian Qi?"

It was discovered that Jian Qi was not there.

It rolled its eyes and looked around.

"The three great saints are gone."

Heifeng sighed and briefly explained what happened before.

"Hey! What a pity!"

The sapling sighed with regret, and said melancholy and lonely: "I originally wanted to discuss with him and see how much he has improved over the years, but now...that's all, let him go for the time being!"

Everyone looked weird.

Heifeng scratched his head: "Let me tell you, you have just entered immortality..."

"good!"

The sapling said proudly: "This tree is now in the immortal state!"

"Haha!!"

As it spoke, it suddenly let out a loud roar and jumped to Hei Feng's head. A trace of immortal energy spread out, and two small branches were lightly held behind it, with a look of stern confidence on its face!

"This tree is preaching today!"

"Everyone is celebrating, it's a joy to congratulate... punch Gu Gou, kick Qian Gou, suppress Leng Gou... and grab an aunt to warm the bed! Hehe... hehehe... hahahaha..."

Arrogant and confident!

Domineering and high-spirited!

Everyone looked disgusted, as if the domineering and invincible temperament in Shumiaozi was just a flash in the pan, and the coquettish and cheap... was forever rooted in its bones!

Alas.

Heifeng sighed silently.

He obviously has the memory of two lives, but now it seems... Shumiaozi's memory seems to have an absolute upper hand and dominance!

He was laughing triumphantly.

Shumiaozi suddenly saw Tangtang bowing lightly to Yuan Zhengyang and others, and then stepped into the vast starry sky alone, and was stunned.

"Tangtang, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to find my master."

Tangtang walked away without stopping, without looking back.

"Looking for Gu... cough, looking for the master?"

Shumiaozi's eyes lit up, and he turned into a green light and chased after him: "Take me with you! You don't know how much I miss the master!"

He waved to Heifeng while chasing.

"Old Black, follow me!"

"No... I won't go..."

Hei Feng didn't know what he was thinking of. A trace of sadness flashed across his honest face. He sighed and whispered: "Although it's big up there, it's never a place where people feel comfortable. I'd better stay here and help the young master look after the house..."

Seeing Tang Tang gradually going farther and farther away, and her figure gradually disappearing in the endless height, a group of Xuantian sword cultivators suddenly bowed together.

"Farewell to the Sword Master!"

Then they bowed to Si Niang again.

"Worship the Sword Master!"

"..."

Si Niang was stunned and speechless, tightly holding the sword talisman in her hand, and subconsciously looked at the boundless starry sky.

Once.

When Tang Tang was teaching her, he had done similar things countless times. At that time, she didn't understand. When she asked Tang Tang, Tang Tang never said anything.

But now...

She suddenly understood this feeling.