The white-haired old man suddenly stopped and sighed softly. "Xiruo, today is the last time for me to persuade my master. The power of swordsmanship is speed, strength, change, destruction, and moderation. The strength of the person depends on the person."
Instead of Tao, the so-called King of Swordsmen strives for speed and ignores other things. Although I am not his opponent, I can still conclude that his swordsmanship is astray without knowing it. He is stubborn and does not know how to adapt. If you believe in his swordsmanship, you will only achieve success.
weaker."
After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash, leaving behind the lonely woman Xiruo. He bit his lower lip alone and was stunned for a long time, unable to speak... The Sword King lived in seclusion in Feihuang Mountain for more than two hundred years.
For more than two hundred years, no one who fought against him for any reason could escape from his sword!
No matter it is an NPC or a non-NPC who happens to be passing by, no one can pull off a move... Because of this, many NPCs who know this person call him the Sword King. But no one knows the Sword King's real name. This person is lonely.
Living in a thatched house on the mountain, he had seven apprentices in the past two hundred years, but none of them were heard from again. In the past two hundred years, there were three women who worshiped and followed him, but they all left after getting his martial arts secrets.
Xiruo admires the Sword King's swordsmanship, but neither intends to be his apprentice nor his woman. She just hopes to be his close friend. However, her master insists on opposing it time and time again. She does not think that the master is because of his past.
That's why he was defeated by the Sword King, but he couldn't believe his master's evaluation.
Today is the day when Xiruo is preparing to go out and explore the world. It is also the day when she is separated from her master. She has been flying to Huangshan for eighty years, practicing swordsmanship and martial arts. How many times has she longed to go down the mountain and explore the world, but her master has repeatedly attacked her mercilessly.
I had to resist the urge.
Her martial arts skills are not good enough...
Later, because of the existence of the Sword King, Xiruo gradually became less lonely. There was a Sword King on Feihuang Mountain, a non-NPC master, who she admired and could often listen to the advice on swordsmanship. She no longer felt lonely in the mountains.
The years are so sad.
Xiruo felt anxious secretly, not sure that he could persuade or convince the Sword King.
Yiyun caught up with her slow walking speed. As the two people passed each other, Xiruo looked at the person next to her.
Feihuang Mountain occasionally has people from the world of martial arts, or masters from other fairy mountains and spiritual places coming and going, but there are only a few of them. Most of them are passing by to rest or pick herbs in the mountains. But like her, there are very few people who are not in a hurry and walk slowly.
.However, she was taciturn by nature, and after years of hard work in the mountains, she had become accustomed to being alone, and she had no intention of talking to her.
Xiruo quickened her pace a little and walked along the winding mountain road in the mountain.
After walking for a long time, she discovered that the destination of this strange passerby was probably the same as hers. This mountain road led to the top of the mountain and to another mountain peak. On the way, it would pass the Sword King Thatched Cottage near the top of the mountain. If it were not to go to the Sword King Thatched Cottage, it would be a hustle and bustle.
There is no reason for Chinese people to walk slowly through complicated and long mountain roads. It is a waste of time...
"Is he a challenger who came here because of his fame?" Xiruo looked at Yiyun's equipment, especially the dark purple scabbard sword on his waist. It was not an ordinary thing at first glance. Such a person should not be
Came here to become a disciple.
Rain makes it easy for the mud on the mountain road to stick to your feet, making walking very difficult. The thick mud makes it difficult to apply force accurately while walking and makes it easy to slip. After walking for a while, Xiruo can use stones on the roadside to scrape off the feet.
People in the world would never experience such a thing. Only people like her, who have practiced in the mountains for many years, would be able to do so without hesitation. But she found that the people around her were stranger than her.
Not only does he also walk in the mud, but he never scrapes the mud from his boots. Whenever the mud gets too much, he uses his inner strength to blow it away...
Next to a mountain road, next to an injured sparrow, another sparrow shrank its head and spread its wings to try to protect it from the rain.
When Xiruo saw it, he stepped forward, dug a hole in the tree, and put the two sparrows into the hole. His internal energy had already wiped away the water stains on the two sparrows. The two little birds were curled up in the hole.
, looked at the rain curtain outside uneasily, looked at the rescuer with a smile on his face, and left...
Heavy rain poured down the eaves of the main hall, and the rainwater flowed along the eaves, dripping continuously and imperceptibly on the white jade masonry.
In the window, Heizi was sitting at the table, discussing with his deskmate Zishan the news sent by the heads of various divine sects. Each martial arts sect has more or less existence in actual use, and its influence may be greater or less.
After summarizing the issues, they were sent to Tianji Mountain to submit to Heizi.
Heizi and Zishan became the people who specialized in correcting the errors and omissions in the practical application of these martial arts.
Outside the door, the voice of a disciple of the Tianji Sect rang out. "The leader of the alliance, the deputy leader, the head of the Tantric Sect, and the head of the Feixian Shen Sect are asking for an audience outside the main hall."
When Fengqing came in, her expression seemed a bit difficult to say, but the Hammer King was dumbfounded but had a nonchalant look on his face. "There is something I want to discuss with the two alliance leaders."
Heizi forgot about Zishan and saw her playing with the teacup on the table. He couldn't guess the purpose of Prince Hammer's visit. Seeing Feng Qing's expression, he felt suspicious. "Please tell me."
"I discussed with Feng Qing and found that the God-killing techniques of the Tantric Sect and the Feixian Shen Sect are incompatible with our martial arts. There are more members than before, but the martial arts practiced by the disciples of the two sects are not at all like those of the two sects! So!
Ah, I just want to discuss with the two alliance leaders whether we can modify both the Heavenly Flying Immortal and Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu."
Feng Qing's expression felt even more awkward. When the alliance jointly created the God-killing Art, he and Hammer King Dai were the only two sects that did not contribute their secret manuals. Now, seeing that Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu and Tianwai Fei Immortal are about to become uncultivated by no one in the sect.
martial arts, but they have never been able to integrate the God-killing Art into a new God-killing Art or a God-killing Art that can be practiced without basic attribute values.
Therefore, Hammer King Dai, who was also troubled, first approached Fengqing, and after a lot of talking, he finally persuaded Fengqing to come to Tianji Mountain. However, such a request was obviously against the spirit of the alliance. The other sects all shared martial arts, but they couldn't think of it.
I want to share my own martial arts, but also want to possess the distinctive God-killing Art of my own martial arts like other sects...
Heizi was silent. No matter what, he, as the leader of the alliance, could not do such a thing. Otherwise, taking care of the Tantric Sect and the Feixian God Sect would be tantamount to losing faith in the other god sects. But he knew the difficulties of the two sects very well.
Ming, it’s okay for Hammer King to be dumbfounded. If Fengqing hadn’t been forced into a corner by the situation, she would never have been willing to come to the door and make such a self-consciously embarrassing request.
"What are the plans for the Flying Immortal and the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu?"
Hammer King lowered his voice and said slowly in a tone that only they could hear, "Do you think this is okay for the two alliance leaders? We will give the secrets of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and the Heavenly Flying Immortal Magic Skill to the two alliance leaders. After the two alliance leaders have successfully modified it,
, we will take it back quietly."
Fearing that Heizi would not agree, Hammer King Dai quickly added, "You can think so, leader. In fact, it is just a private request for help between the two of us and the leader. It has nothing to do with the sect's affairs."
His words showed his true intentions. He did not want Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to become a martial art that everyone in the alliance could practice. He was forced to use the martial arts secret book to reach a private agreement with Heizi and Zishan.
Go up to the secret book and exchange it for the secret book of the God-killing Art that becomes the new God-killing Art system.
Heizi pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head. Seeing Fengqing, he was already ashamed. He immediately stood up to bow and was about to leave, but Heizi grabbed his wrist. "Brother Fengqing, please be patient." After pulling Fengqing to sit down, Heizi
He said sternly, "As the leader of the alliance, I will never agree to this matter. But the actual difficulties of the two factions are right in front of us. The two of you have come here because they trust me. Naturally, I can't help but understand your difficulties. Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu and Tian Wai Fei
Immortal, the old disciples of the two sects will never agree to share the alliance, and the two leaders are indeed in a dilemma. I can't agree to this, because I am the leader of the alliance, and because it was me who initiated the joint creation of martial arts back then.
.If you agree today, wouldn’t that be a slap in the face? Wouldn’t it make all the god parties in the alliance lose their confidence in me as the leader of the alliance?”
After Heizi finished speaking, he stood up. "Just pretend that the two brothers have never mentioned this matter to me. Zi Shi and Xiao Jian are both deputy leaders of the alliance. If they are willing to help you two because of personal friendship, who can
I have nothing to say." After that, Heizi walked straight through the door.
Fengqing and Hammer King both understood what it meant, and they suddenly felt hopeful. They looked at Zishan with twinkling eyes. "What do you mean by the deputy leader?"
"Okay!" Zishan agreed happily, letting Feng Qing breathe a sigh of relief. King Hammer hesitated for a moment and whispered, "This matter is of course a personal relationship between me, brother Feng Qing, and the deputy leader. The deputy leader said
, right?" When things come to a head, Hammer King Dai must get a promise from Zishan, otherwise, he will inevitably worry that the secrets of the two sects' magical skills will be leaked.
"Yes!" Zishan smiled happily and nodded.
The Hammer King was still worried and asked, "It's not that I can't trust the deputy leader, but I just want to make it clear. The deputy leader made the promise in his capacity as White Dusk, right?"
"Huh?" Zishan smiled happily. "Do you know there is another difference?"
"Of course! In the white dusk, you can promise a thousand pieces of gold and you won't regret it for a hundred years." The Hammer King said blankly, still staring at the purple shirt tightly, unable to say a clear word, he could not rest assured.
"Yes, I promise in the name of White Dusk." Zishan smiled happily. After saying that, he tilted his head and face slightly, smiled and asked, "The name of White Dusk will never be divided into two."
The Hammer King relaxed and laughed. "Of course! Since we are negotiating a deal with White Dusk, of course we don't dare to divide White Dusk into two." After that, he took out the Dragon Elephant Prajna that he had prepared earlier from his arms.
Secrets of success.
Fengqing was not as verbose as Hammer King Dai, and had already handed it over to Tianwai Feixian. Originally, he planned that if there was no other way, even sharing Tianwai Feixian to the alliance would be a last resort. The current results are already very good.
"Today, one month later, you will go to Tianmeng Mountain to pick up the completed secret book."
"Waiting for the good news!" Fengqing clasped her fists in salute and took the lead to say goodbye.
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