This heavenly master is not serious

"What a powerful heroic guard!"

"The power of that halberd is at least comparable to that of the Martial Arts and Celestial Realm!"

Outside the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

Xu Yang stood in front of the stone tablet inscribed with "Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin" and looked down at his chest.

His chest was stained red with blood.

The wound is so deep that you can see the bone!

no way.

Just now, he was underground and his combat power was limited. In addition, the heroic guard suddenly appeared and waved his halberd, which even vaguely brought about the power of "landscape luck".

That is Xu Yang.

If it had been any other ordinary Taoist cultivator in the early stage of the magical realm, he would have been dead in the face of the halberd just now!

"Huh?"

Sudden.

Xu Yang was startled.

He noticed a tickling sensation coming from his wound. He immediately lowered his head and looked down, only to find that the bone-deep injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's going on?"

"My physical body is barely comparable to the early stage of martial arts heavenly realm... Although my self-healing ability is a little better than that of ordinary Taoists and warriors, it's not that exaggerated, right?"

Xu Yang suddenly had a thought and thought of the "self-healing power" he had gained while dealing with the "Tree Demon Grandma" in the Helan Mountain Primitive Forest Park!

This ability is not displayed on the attribute bar.

In addition, Xu Yang had not been injured during this period, so he forgot about it.

Now that he is injured, the exaggeration of his "self-healing" ability is revealed.

"Taoist cultivator of supernatural powers, martial arts heavenly being, his physical strength is comparable to the early stage of martial arts heavenly realm, and he has such perverted self-healing power... Who can fight with me in the same realm?"

At this moment, a sound broke through the air.

Xu Yang's eyes moved slightly and he turned around to see a figure coming through the air.

The man landed opposite Xu Yang. After scanning Xu Yang's face, his eyes couldn't help but move, and he cupped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Master Xu... Why did Master Xu come to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor late at night?"

"Who are you?"

Xu Yang knew that there was a master in charge of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, but he did not know the identity of this master.

I saw that this man was about 50 years old, with a short hair, wearing a black training suit, with profound cultivation, long aura, and a sharp sword energy on his body, which was hidden but not emitting, giving people a feeling of not moving. The movement felt like a volcano erupting.

Faced with Xu Yang's doubts, the man did not show any dissatisfaction, but introduced himself: "My name is Duan Tianhe. I have been in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor for eighteen years and have never traveled around the world. It is normal for Master Xu not to recognize me. "

"Duan Tianhe?"

Xu Yang muttered the name and said in surprise: "Qinglong swordsman Duan Tianhe? The best swordsman in the northwest?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I don't dare to take it, I don't take it... It's just the people in the world who like to praise me. I only know a few swordsmanship, how can I be called the best swordsman in the northwest?"

This sentence is a modest one, and it can be regarded as acknowledging one's identity.

Although Xu Yang has never seen Duan Tianhe, he has heard about it.

This person is considered a legend in the world!

He became famous 20 years ago and is of the same era as the old man and princes.

Ben is an ordinary swordsmanship enthusiast. He has even represented the country to perform swordsmanship overseas. He only practices some performance skills and has no real skills.

However, after his spiritual energy recovered, he used the performance skills he had learned to practice his sword intent. Later, by chance, he obtained a "Qinglong Sword" and an ancient martial arts swordsmanship. With this, he traveled around the world and made a name for himself. Nuo Da's reputation is called "Qinglong Swordsman" by people in the world!

As early as twenty years ago, he had entered the realm of martial arts and heavenly beings, and now he has even entered the realm of martial arts and heavenly phenomena. In terms of cultivation qualifications, he is no worse than the old man.

"The No. 1 Sword in the Northwest" is well deserved.

certainly.

Most of the warriors in the northwest are bold and bold in temperament. They are more skilled in swordsmanship and not many swordsmen.

The two of them came out of the northwest together, and Xu Yang was also a "master of swordsmanship." After chatting for a few words, Duan Tianhe said, "Did Xu Zhenren enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor just now?"

"Um."

Xu Yang nodded and said: "I originally planned to go into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to find out what was going on, but I didn't expect that as soon as I got into the ground, I would be attacked by the heroic spirit guarding the mausoleum... The heroic spirit was holding a Fang Tian painted halberd and riding a divine horse. The big horse seems to be able to mobilize the power of mountains and rivers, and with one blow, its strength is by no means weaker than that of the martial arts and celestial realm."

Duan Tianhe has been in charge of the First Emperor's Mausoleum for eighteen years and has had many contacts with those heroic spirits. When he heard Xu Yang's description, he immediately said: "It should be General Meng of the Huben Army. That young general's skills are indeed not weak!"

"Senior Duan knows that heroic spirit?"

"I have been in contact with him a few times, and I know a little bit... He is the nephew of General Meng Tian, ​​the general under the First Emperor."

Duan Tianhe became concerned about Xu Yang's injury again.

Xu Yang said: "A small injury, it won't be a problem...Senior Duan, is it impossible to enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor?"

"The inside of the First Emperor's Mausoleum is a secret world of its own, like a paradise in the cave. There are many heroic spirits guarding it. Heroic spirits such as General Meng can also borrow the power of the mountains and rivers of Mount Li. Even if Minister Wang is here in person, I'm afraid It’s also hard to break in.”

Duan Tianhe said truthfully.

Damn it!

It's just a tomb, why do you do so much?

Xu Yang cursed secretly.

But he was just curious. Since he couldn't go in, he just didn't go in.

He originally wanted to return to Wucheng overnight, but Duan Tianhe kindly invited Xu Yang to his house for a drink.

Duan Tianhe's home is right next to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. There is a small courtyard built there. There is also a "small shop" sign hanging outside the courtyard. He smiled and said: "The heroic spirits in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor are very disciplined and rarely come out. I usually have nothing to do except practicing swordsmanship, so I set up a small shop. Firstly, it is convenient for myself to eat and drink, and secondly, it is to provide convenience for tourists."

Taking down two bottles of Jian Nanchun from the shelf, they held one bottle in each hand, touched the bottles, and took a few sips. Duan Tianhe said again: "I have seen the video of Xu Zhenren practicing his sword at Hukou Waterfall, but it was just in the video I can't feel Master Xu's sword intention, I wonder if Master Xu can show it?"

"Of course you can."

Xu Yang stood up and took out the Bishui Sword.

The sword body has a faint green light, like a pool of spring water under the moonlight.

Duan Tianhe took a sip of wine and couldn't help but praise: "What a sword!"

"This sword is called Bishui, and it is the sword of the leader of Shura Sect."

Xu Yang raised his sword and came to the outside of the courtyard. He handed out the sword casually, and suddenly a torrential river of sword intent rose into the sky, like a Milky Way in the night.

"What a sword!"

Duan Tianhe praised again.

Xu Yang danced with the sword, and the sword energy on his body turned into a sword. He also performed the "Eight Famous Sword Styles" trick of flying eight swords together, which won Duan Tianhe a round of applause.

Sheath the sword.

He picked up the wine bottle and touched it with Duan Tianhe. The two of them drank a lot of wine, and Duan Tianhe also drew his sword and jumped out of the house.

His sword intention is completely different from Xu Yang's Dahe sword intention.

Dahe's Sword Intent is powerful, and it is important to speak incessantly, but Duan Tianhe's Sword Intent is like a spring breeze. When it is calm, people can't notice the sharpness at all. But the next moment, Duan Tianhe's Sword Intent turns around, The color of the world suddenly changed, as if it went from warm spring to freezing winter in an instant!

He moved his sword again, and his sword intention actually contained four changes, corresponding to the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

After the demonstration, Duan Tianhe said: "This is the Sword Intent of the Four Seasons, which I learned from the Sword Art of the Four Seasons... This Sword Art of the Four Seasons was obtained by me and the Qinglong Sword together, and was left behind by an ancient swordsman. inherited."

To Xu Yang's surprise, Duan Tianhe revealed all the essence of "Four Seasons Sword Art" to Xu Yang without reservation.

"Discuss and discuss, nothing more than this!"

Naturally, Xu Yang would not hide his secrets and told Duan Tianhe about his "Dahe Sword Code".

"Dahe Sword Code, Dahe Sword Intent..."

After hearing this, Duan Tianhe sighed with emotion: "What an exquisite sword canon, what an exquisite sword intention. No wonder Xu Zhenren went to Hukou Waterfall to practice swordsmanship. This kind of sword intention can only be practiced in places like Hukou Waterfall." "

Two top masters in the world were drinking cheap Jiannanchun, sitting on the grass in the yard, chatting and laughing!

"Master Xu, wait a moment, I'll get a few more bottles of wine!"

After a while, Duan Tianhe brought a few more bottles of wine, as well as peanuts, melon seeds, chicken feet, ham, spicy strips and other snacks.

As a legendary swordsman, he cultivated his sword intention from performing kung fu. He had his own unique opinions on swordsmanship, and he answered all questions without reservation. However, Xu Yang didn't know anything about basic swordsmanship, so he took the opportunity to ask for advice.

The two of them asked and answered questions, sometimes telling interesting stories about the world, sometimes getting up to practice swordplay, and before they knew it, it was daybreak.

"Its daybreak?"

Duan Tianhe slapped his forehead and said: "Don't be surprised, Mr. Xu. I am a swordsman. I can't help but ask for advice when I meet a master of swordsmanship... In this way, I will give you a swordsmanship to express my gratitude to you for wasting your time all night." apologize."

His true intention of martial arts burst out and introduced a sword technique into Xu Yang's mind.

"This sword was created by me sitting in the peach garden for eight days watching the peach blossoms bloom and wither. I named it Peach Blossom Fall. It has no power, but it can be used to look handsome. I hope Master Xu will not give it up!"

Duan Tianhe smiled.

However, after Xu Yang realized something, he smiled bitterly!

Not very powerful?

In his opinion, the sword move "Peach Blossom Fall" is no worse than the Eight Swords Flying Together, and is even better.

So he passed on the "Eight Famous Sword Styles" to Duan Tianhe.

The two said goodbye, and Duan Tianhe sent Xu Yang out of the scenic area and said: "Master Xu, come to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to meet me for a drink when you have time!"

Xu Yang agreed and drove away.

When he left Lintong, he put away his car, used his skills and rushed towards Wucheng.

He walked and stopped along the way, sometimes stopping to practice his sword and digest what he had learned last night.

Came to the foot of a hill.

Seeing a small river flowing at the foot of the hillside, with hundreds of flowers blooming by the riverside, Xu Yang was about to practice Duan Tianhe's "Peach Blossom Fall" when he suddenly felt something in his heart. He suddenly looked to the side and said in a deep voice: "Who is he? He's sneaky, get out!"

Buzz!

The air trembled.

An old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair and a childish face, walked out of the void and said with a faint smile: "Master Xu, don't be so nervous. The Taoist method is very fast and you won't feel any pain!"

"It's you!"

Xu Yang's pupils shrank violently!

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