Su Wen protected Hu Xiancao with one hand and withdrew from the courtyard, and Xiao Xianzhi was also taken by Niu Batian to jump onto the top tower of the Buddhist temple, only to see the unvirtuous monk open and close his hands, and the whole ground rippled like flowing water, like quicksand in reverse, gathering at his feet.

"If you really used that sword, your father might not be able to win against me back then. The sound of the Buddha was deafening, and the remnants of the leaves on the ground flew upside down in the air, condensing into a long sword of emerald beauty.

"I'm not here to hear your recollections. The man's eyebrows sank, and he poked out one hand, as if something was thousands of miles away, and came through the sky, and it was not until he counted his breaths that he saw that it was actually a sword.

Thousands of miles of flying swords to take people's heads, as early as on Qingfeng Mountain, Su Wen had already heard such a miraculous move, never thought that he would see a real person today, no matter how short-sighted Su Wen was, he could distinguish such a superior sword technique.

"Is this the hundred-step flying sword of the withered sword mound? ”

Su asked, but you have to look at it carefully, this can be regarded as teaching you. The man let out a low shout, and the person in front of the sword, ignoring those flying leaves, the sword qi of the protective body had already slashed it to pieces.

The monk stood still, the quicksand under his feet slowly twisted, and at the same time, the immortal in the hall of the Mahavira looked at the hundreds of stone statues of different sizes in the room shaking for no reason, and thought that it was the manifestation of the Buddha, and it was rare to recite the scriptures sincerely.

After all, the flying sword condensed by the remnant leaves is a rootless thing, and it can't stop the other party by half a step, and finally the monk's eyes open and close, and suddenly there seems to be a King Kong angry gaze, a wisp of invisible sword intent rises from the surface, shock, the monk stepped on the ground, the quicksand suddenly stopped, and the sword intent that erupted was actually through the Buddha's light, and a swastika turned sharply.

"At that time, I only cultivated fifty percent, and I was really unwilling to lose. The monk said word by word, and every tone of his voice was like a Buddha sound falling to the ground, sonorous and powerful, exploding countless ripples in the air.

The man walked forward with his hands in his hands, and the flying sword from outside the sky seemed to be a servant following him closely, not daring to leap forward in the slightest, for him, the sword was only called a sword at the moment it was handed out, otherwise it would be just a piece of mortal iron after all.

"You've been hiding for ten years, and how much have you cultivated. ”

"It's still fifty percent, but it's enough. The monk's fingertips tapped, only to hear the sound of the rain hitting the plantains, and the sword shadows that jumped into the air came out of nowhere, there were hundreds of them in the sky, only to look carefully and find that these swords had no real shape, but they were condensed by wisps of sword intent, Rao is such a majestic sword intent, I am afraid that there are not a few people in the world, Tang Yibai is known as the poetry and wine, but he is also satisfied with his sword, but his sword does not kill, even if it is immortal, it is still not as good as a sword stabbed in the mortal dust.

The monk's hands rose again, and this time the whole temple trembled, and the hundreds of stone statues in the temple were covered with cracks, and the originally full face became tasteless after a moment, as if it had been drained of its charm.

"I have carved a hundred stone statues in the past ten years, a statue is a lifetime, I thought I was getting closer and closer, but in fact I was just standing still, the statue of all beings, the sword of all beings, if there is an end, then it is no longer the way, nephew Lu, look at this sword, how your father beats me. ”

As soon as the words settled, Haoran sword intent rushed out of the Buddhist temple, like a monstrous waterfall smashed towards the man, Su Wen looked at the magnificent aura in front of him that could not be described in words, the dragon tongue sword hummed in a low voice as if he was affected by the sword intent, and for some reason even the urge to hand out a sword was involuntarily born in his heart.

"The Sword of All Beings. The man whispered in his mouth, his palm turned out, the flying sword behind him was solemnly tight, and it fell on his palm as if humble, the sword was bladed at both ends, and it was destined to be the most arrogant existence in the world from the moment it was forged, but at this moment he was willing to surrender at the man's feet, just like the courtiers under the emperor, the realm of human sword unity pursued by countless swordsmen in the world is simply nonsense for the dry sword mound, and the sword is always just a human tool, so it should naturally be above it.

"What's the use of giving you another two thousand sword intent, the king always has only one, because this is the pinnacle of the sword path. The moment the man held the hilt of the sword, the two hundred sword intents instantly collapsed fifty, just simply holding the sword was like dominating the world, and an ordinary iron sword also turned into a divine blade in his hand, which still cannot be compared with the sword dao attainments, and he alone redefined the existence of the sword.

"Imperial Kendo. ”

A sword was swung out, half of the sky dissolved in the sky, the sword blade passed by ten thousand swords surrendered, the king walked over, is it the man's sword or himself, Su asked if it was real, but the idea of making a sword in Fang Cai's heart was still in his heart at this moment, he had seen the sword drawn by Ning Chen, the sword that was known as the youngest sword immortal in the future, he had seen Shangguan Ling'er's sword, the sword that would never be blocked by anyone, he had also seen Lu Xiaochang's sword, the sword intent was prosperous, and the flying sword that made him want to stop.

But it turns out that this is the sword, how agile it is, how invincible it is, how transparent the sword heart is, they are just using the sword.

"It's nothing more than ten years of hiding, come back with me!" The man said softly, although he only made a sword, he endlessly interpreted all the sword ways in the world to the fullest, Su Wen didn't dare to blink, for fear that a distraction would miss something, maybe there is no place that can afford the word kendo more than the withered sword mound, but I am afraid that no one knows what a sword is better than the person in front of him.

Su asked the other party to boldly guess the other party's name, and sure enough, the guys who could be picked by the senior brother were all extraordinary, but they could be called the top of the kendo in every move, this generation, he should be called the Dry Sword Mound Sword Leader - Lu Yuan.

"You, like your father, are too obsessed with yourself, and your so-called king, as long as someone doesn't recognize it, is a self-deception after all. Wude said slowly, the statue of the Bodhisattva in the main hall exploded, and a sword intent that had been conceived for ten years soared, and the sword qi of all beings who had retreated again and again suddenly roared in unison, hundreds, thousands, thousands, and a full seventeen thousand inexplicable qi machines rose from the surface.

"It took me ten years to understand a sword, but fortunately, you only gambled with me on one sword. ”

The man's expression finally became solemn, although his body was still moving forward, it was much slower than the beginning, and the sword qi formed by the ten thousand dao qi machines that appeared inexplicably was not strong, it could be said to be extremely weak, compared to one of the two hundred swords, but this extremely weak sword qi was not afraid of his king's landing.

Broken and continued, not afraid of death, the top floor of the Buddha House has already affected the fish pond, even if it is just a chaotic sword qi, a sword, it is no different from being stabbed by a real sharp blade, Su Wen had to wake up from the state of obsession, nearly 20,000 swords against one, whether it is a husband and a man, or full of tragedy.

Lu Yuan still didn't retreat, wherever his sword went, there was the royal road, what he believed in was not the sword, but himself, so he didn't break the most fundamental bundle of sword qi, but just stepped on the ten thousand sword qi inch by inch.

Finally he stopped, although there were 17,000 sword qi, and only the breath that was split from the bodhisattva stone statue was left at the moment, he still stopped, because his sword was still over after all.

"If you are not here, you will be defeated. ”

"If it weren't for the sword, I would still have been defeated. The monk smiled shamelessly, as if he didn't care at all that he won this game, even if it was only a narrow victory.

"But I still want to take you back, you are the person of the Sword Shrine after all. "Lu Yuan, who received the sword, is undoubtedly an ordinary person, and he doesn't even feel the slightest edge that a swordsman should have, and without the emperor's eyes before, it is even more intimate.

The monk of Wude folded his hands, and the sword intent of the ruined courtyard was restored by the sleeve robe, and the sword intent that was damaged in the courtyard was gone with the wind, and the ten years of operation were scattered, and it was not worth it to say whether it was worth it or not, because fortunately, it was Lu Yuan who came, and fortunately, Su Wen also came.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is already a monk, and he has long since broken off these earthly thoughts. ”

"Well, you left ten years ago, and my brother is gone, our two generations are really boring, I have cultivated a sword all my life, I think I am holding a sword, and in the end I was taken away by the sword, originally this time it should be the sword slave of the sword mound, but my father asked me to meet you before he died. ”

The monk was silent and recited the scriptures silently.

It's boring to keep talking, you can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, and how can you wake up a fake bald donkey who thinks he is clean.

"Who, you come here. ”

Lu Yuan pointed at Su Wen and shouted, Su Wen was flattered and grew his mouth, and walked forward cautiously, "What advice does Mr. have?" ”

"Call me sir! Lu Yuan snorted, but it was a pity that it was really difficult for him to be cold and frosty without holding a sword, and he couldn't help but laugh halfway through his seriousness.

Su Wen suddenly knelt on the ground with a sudden realization, he was really smart, and he was confused for a while, "The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

Lu Yuan accepted his three bows without giving in, and the monk shook his head and sighed lightly, and suddenly said, "Nephew Lu, who did you learn the sword from?" ”

"Haha, I still can't hide it from you, so I hid the sword box early. Lu Yuan laughed and said, "I have been out of the mound for three years, and I will receive a sword every time I encounter a sword, and there are more and more swords, but the sword heart is more and more shaken, so I came to my uncle to solve my doubts." ”

"It's taken me ten years to solve this puzzle. Monk Wude sneered stiffly, his cheeks couldn't help but tremble, and he said with a heartache, "You are cultivating this salient sword because you want to find your brother." ”

Lu Yuan nodded, "If he hadn't betrayed the sword mound back then, this sword leader would have it my turn to sit there, the emperor's sword path is really so unbearable, you don't want to learn, and the eldest brother doesn't want to learn either." ”

"So you responded to Su's request, that guy really expected everything, no matter what, I accept your affection, there will always be a chance to pay it back in the future." The monk smiled, and suddenly turned his head to look at Su Wen, and there was another meaningful smile.

"Donor, the poor monk asked you for a copper plate before, so I should buy you an apprentice, I don't know which one you fancied. ”