Grand and vast thoughts suddenly overcame this cave.
Even if all the powerful people in the Heavenly and Traveling Realm here are prepared, they are all slightly suffocated by it at this moment.
Zong Shou was also a little uncomfortable being oppressed by this aura, but he raised his eyebrows coldly: "I, Zong Shou, strive for self-improvement in the art of swordsmanship. We are just a barrier between heaven and man, so why do we need to borrow the power of outsiders?"
He had been pondering for a long time since he just spoke, and he felt that his mind was getting more and more tired. His mind was drowsy, but Zong Shou suddenly swung his sword again.
The seventy-fourth sword and the seventy-fourth scratches appeared on the mural, making the dragon shadow even more charming.
After making this stroke, Zong Shou's face showed a hint of joy and satisfaction. He hurriedly drank a few pills, closed his eyes to calm the breath in his body, nourish his heart and blood, and rest his soul.
The voice fell silent for a while, then smiled: "You are quite arrogant, but I, Long Ying, believe in you! I never thought that you, a little guy, is a real swordsman. You are a man who can endure the distortion of meridians in a body with two meridians.
It's painful to practice martial arts to such a state. Being able to reach this level at this age has already seen the wonders of swordsmanship. In front of me, Zhaobi, he was unyielding and wielded the seventy-fourth sword. People like you are indeed
No outside help is needed.”
Then he suddenly said with a sudden tone: "Yes, you want to crack the real dragon shadow carving I left, do you want to master the sword? You little guy, you are really ambitious, but I like it! Just because of you
My cultivation level is still far behind if I want to decipher this diagram——"
Zong Shou was too lazy to reply and remained silent for a long time. He stood still for a full two-quarters of an hour before he opened his eyes again and swung the sword in his hand again!
The seventy-fifth sword! The seventy-sixth sword! The seventy-seventh sword!
Three consecutive slashes with the sword caused stone fragments to fly everywhere.
Zong Shou's complexion had become extremely pale, and all the blood had disappeared from his face.
It took almost all the potential within the body to fully unlock the mysteries of these three swords.
At this moment, there are only four carvings missing on this mural!
——With just four more swords, he can solve all the puzzles!
"——Seventy-Seven Swords! You little guy, the way of swordsmanship has actually reached this level! Damn it! This place is too far away——"
I don’t know how many worlds the old man Longying traveled through in this moment, but his voice became clearer. However, his voice seemed a little tired.
"Hey! Boy, don't think too much about the following four swords. You need to have achieved the unity of spirit and martial arts, or have the qualifications to combine spirit and martial arts. You are so talented, you can already do it.
My disciples, Long Ying, how about becoming my disciples?"
Zong Shou didn't listen at all. He regarded the old man's voice as noise and filtered it out.
In his mind at this moment, apart from the sword in his hand and the giant dragon stone carving opposite, there was nothing else!
Unexpectedly, he originally thought that the last four scratches after these three swords should be more difficult. It would take him more time to deliberate and calculate.
Unexpectedly, the three swords at the back could be roughly figured out after just a little thought.
It's surprisingly simple, almost instinctive, you just know how to draw the sword!
But hesitating slightly, Zong Shou couldn't believe it and verified it again and again in his mind before taking action again. The purple sword light was bright and brought out a brilliant and gentle sword arc.
The seventy-eighth sword, the seventy-ninth sword, the eightyth sword!
Three more sword marks were drawn, making the entire dragon body suddenly appear fuller.
The feeling of the people watching around was the most obvious. They felt that the dragon on the stone wall was already flesh and blood, full of charm. It seemed that it was about to break out of the wall at any moment.
It's just that this dragon-shaped stone carving seems to be missing something. Only the last and most crucial stroke is missing!
The real dragon above is also like this. It wants to fly high into the sky. But it always seems to be restrained by some force and cannot fly away.
Zong Shou was also satisfied, with joy in his eyes. He didn't expect these three swords to be so simple.
The last three puzzles set by this old man Longying on this stone wall are really not up to par.
Now, there is only the last mark left in front of him, and it will probably be the most difficult sword strike!
——It is the Nine-Nine Returning to One Sword! The final key to the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword must be in this last sword!
Only then did he vaguely remember that the old man Longying seemed to be nagging and said something in his ear just now.
But when he recalled it now, he could no longer recall it. At that time, his mind was too pure and focused, and nothing in the world could leave any trace in his mind.
"What else can you say? You brat, do you want me to go crazy and die, or to die from exhaustion? You are already a spirit-"
The voice started to curse loudly, and then stopped abruptly.
Zong Shou was confused when he heard it, but the voice was a little clearer, and the thoughts poured into him by Long Ruo felt even more powerful and unpredictable.
Compared to Wei Xu, they are no worse.
——His senior brother did not exert his full strength that day, but this old man was also separated by countless time and space.
"——Cough! Cough! I'm actually a spiritual master in the realm of returning to the sun. Well, this place is still too far away, and my energy has been almost exhausted. If I continue on my way, I'm afraid I will hurt the origin of this body. So listen
I understand, boy, are you willing to be my disciple of Long Ying?"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, then shook his head slightly and said without hesitation: "I'm sorry, Zong Shou already has a disciple. The second generation direct successor of Cangsheng Dao, the seventh disciple!"
Although he wished he had more masters and learned more swordsmanship, he still knew the principle of respecting teachers and respecting morality.
As for this identity, in front of such powerful people in the Holy Realm, Zong Shou has no secret at all, so it is better to tell it openly.
"The second generation direct successor of Cangsheng Dao?"
Long Ying was obviously surprised, but what surprised him was not that Zong Shou already had a sect, but that the second generation of the direct descendants had four words: "That guy Xizi died thousands of years ago. How can he still accept it?"
Disciple? That’s right, either it’s that guy Wei Xu who accepts disciples as a master. Or is it you who joins Lin Xuanshuang’s sect?”
Zong Shou raised his brows and thought that the old man Longying was pretty much right. He nodded slightly and said, "Zong Shou's master is named Lin Xuanshuang!"
The old man Longying sneered: "Senior Brother Wei, you are really a good calculator! It seems that their luck in life is getting better and better, and they actually picked up a treasure like you under the noses of the righteous sects."
Zong Shou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he showed his anger at the right time. In fact, he was also very unhappy with Wei Xu. But he couldn't let the outsider see it.
"That's all! If you don't talk about this, then Wei Xu is willing to give you the status of the second generation of our family, which can be regarded as being willing to spend money."
The voice of the old man Longying still had a hint of annoyance. But if you listen carefully, you can find that there are mixed feelings of envy, jealousy, and hatred in it.
"Boy, since I have left the secret of the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword here, how could I not have imagined that there is a 99% chance that this sword secret will be learned by disciples like you from the great sect? I just can't bear to create it myself.
This peerless swordsmanship was lost in the end! The purpose of setting up the Shangxialongmen was just to find a suitable successor to the swordsmanship. I had no intention of passing on any Taoist tradition. Therefore, even though you are the direct descendant of the Taoism of the common people, it doesn’t matter—"
Zong Shou thought about it for a while, but still shook his head and said, "This matter is of great importance. Disciple must ask Senior Brother Wei Xu before talking!"
"Your senior brother Wei Xu? That senior brother of yours is probably what you want."
The resentment in the words of the old man Longying was even deeper: "If you use your bait to catch me, he will be cruel! Boy, are you here under Wei Xu's order? What else can you say?"
Zong Shou blinked, still a little hesitant. The main reason was that the old man Longying's swordsmanship skills were about to be drained by him.
As long as you decipher this Zhaobilong Picture, you can completely master all the secrets of the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword.
If in these ten thousand years, Long Ying's cultivation is still stagnant. He has stopped at the holy realm and has no other achievements in swordsmanship. Then it is better not to worship this master.
Who would like to find an ancestor for themselves who needs to fulfill their filial piety for no reason?
However, Long Ying followed and remained silent for a long time. Just when Zong Shou secretly wondered that this martial arts saint might have been so angry that he gave up. The old voice came again: "Eh? You
This little guy is really amazing. He is actually a city
The leader of a country, the demon king of Qiantian Mountain. After inheriting his father's business, he had just annexed several provinces in just a few months. He occupied nearly one-third of Donglin Yunlu. However, unlike the other sects in Donglin, especially
It’s with the Shangxiao Sect and that one named Long Ruo, and they have quite a grudge—”
Zong Shou immediately rolled his eyes. It turned out that the old man was going to investigate his background.
"Ha! One hundred and sixty breaths away, I went to Mingjian Terrace and actually drew the character 'luck'. Even letting people like you go is a waste of money for the people. I should say that these people of Lingyun Sect are not lucky.
Good, or downright stupid?”
When the words came to this point, the old man Longying smiled again, but this time, it was the old god who said: "Little guy, although the Tao of the common people is powerful, it is still just struggling since the death of Xizi.
Now, do you still lack someone to rely on? If something happens to your Tianshan Mountains, it would be inconvenient for Cangshengdao to come forward——"
Zong Shou's breath was suffocated. These words of the old man Longying really hit his weak point.
Before Qian Tianshan's foundation was still weak and its power was not yet established, it was really inconvenient for the Cangshengdao to take action for him and there were many worries. With the help of this dragon shadow, both himself and Qian Tianshan could benefit.
But immediately, he calmed down his mind again. Just now, he suddenly had an inspiration - the inspiration to break the last scratch on the stone wall.