Silently, an old man appeared behind Xiao Huzi. He was dressed in cloth, with pale face and white hair, and locks of snow-like white silk that were flying in the wind. With his hands behind his back, he slowly walked in alone.
The old man was not equipped with a sword, but Liu Tian had the illusion that the old man was a sword. Although the sharp edge was restrained, the sword's intention was released invisibly.
"Jianzong, why do you have time to come to my place today?" The city lord's grandpa greeted him with a smile, and Liu Tian and Han Xian naturally followed behind the city lord's grandpa.
"Old man, I'm not here to find you. I heard that outsiders came to our sword city, so I came to take a look." Jian Zong was as calm as a pool of lake water, not disturbed by the wind and not rippled at all.
Quietly, Jian Zong came to Liu Tian and Han Xian: "It must be these two babies."
"Yes. I think you are not just here to take a look." The city lord grandpa chuckled and led everyone into the living room: "I know that your ancestor..."
"You don't need to say more about my affairs." Entering the living room, Jianzong sat directly on a chair: "Baby, I do have something to trouble you when I come here this time."
"It's okay, just say it." Liu Tian bowed slightly.
"Well, this matter starts with the sword love of our ancestors." Jian Zong sighed slightly: "Three thousand years ago..."
More than three thousand years ago, a ranger appeared on the Eternal Continent. This ranger was none other than Jian Qing, the ancestor of the Sword Sect.
At that time, Jianqing was young and vigorous, possessing the strength and power at the peak of his rank. The three great sword formations of illusion and killing were running across the Eternal Continent, subduing demons, punishing evil and eradicating adultery, and making friends with heroes. It was a pleasure.
In an accidental encounter, Jian Qing met Meng Xian'er, who was known as a fairy on the mainland at that time. The two fell in love with each other and eventually came together. From then on, a pair of immortal heroes appeared on the ancient continent.
It was a pity that the good times did not last long. Jianqing accidentally killed a high-ranking figure in a big force. This big force sent a man with a king-level middle-level strength to take revenge. A king-level middle-level person was enough.
It's two realms higher than Sword Love, and it's still a big realm.
This battle was extremely brutal. Even though the three sword formations of Jianqing's trapped, illusion, and killing were supreme swordsmanship, it could not eliminate the gap in realm. He was defeated, completely defeated. When he was about to be wiped out by someone else,
When he was in this world, Meng Xian'er stepped forward and blocked a fatal blow for him with his flesh and blood. Jian Qing luckily escaped the gate of hell, but Meng Xian'er fell asleep forever. At that moment, Jian Qing went crazy.
, his eyes were like blood, and his blood was boiling. However, he did not fight for his life but ran away far away with Meng Xian'er in his arms.
He will come back and he will take revenge!
A year later, Jian Qing returned, and with the strength of a low-level king, he killed 431 members of the younger generation of the powerful clan. Even the person who killed Meng Xian'er was brutally killed by him.
Killing.
What Jian Qing did caused a great uproar. However, the storm started and ended because of him.
After this battle, Jian Qing completely disappeared from people's sight. Some people said that Jian Qing had been killed by a big force. Others said that Jian Qing had retired. Only the big force knew that they sent many masters to find Jian Qing.
Qing could not find him, and he seemed to have evaporated from the world. The uproar gradually dissipated.
A year ago, Jian Qing, with the help of the Cold Spirit Fairy Clan, temporarily sealed Meng Xian'er in the cold jade ice dragon bed to protect her spirit body. He did not believe that Meng Xian'er had left him, so he wanted to resurrect Meng Xian'er.
A year later, after taking revenge, Jianqing retrieved Meng Xian'er's body. He accidentally learned about another way of survival in life - the undead! He wanted Meng Xian'er to survive in the world in this way,
Inseparable from him.
The undead are also divided into different levels. The lowest level undead is just a skeleton and has no emotions. Jian Qing naturally does not want Meng Xianer to become such a low-level creature.
With the help of his old friends, he obtained a secret method that can turn human beings into undead without changing. He only needs to bury the dead body in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Tombs in the Bone Realm, and put a secret seal on the body for seven or forty-nine consecutive days.
After the dead body becomes undead, everything it had in life can be restored.
After a lot of hard work, Jian Qing finally broke into the Bone Realm and buried Meng Xian'er in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Tombs. Originally, Jian Qing was ready to wait for Meng Xian'er to revive in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Tombs, but learned that there is no such secret method in the world.
Everything was deceived by his old friends. The purpose of his old friends was to turn Meng Xian'er into an ugly undead soul in retaliation for Meng Xian'er's rejection of his pursuit. Moreover, once buried in the tomb of ten thousand tombs, they could not be dug up.
Remove the corpse, otherwise the corpse will explode on its own.
It’s true that beauty brings disaster. But there are also heroes who turn beauty into anger.
At this moment, Jian Qing risked his life again, broke out of the Bone Realm and went to Jian City, vowing to cut his old friend the beast into pieces. When Jian Qing's younger brother Jian Yi heard the news, he also rushed to Jian City.
After a great battle, the beast's old friend was finally killed by Jian Qing. Just when Jian Qing was about to leave Sword City and break into the Bone Realm again, something unexpected happened in Sword City. No one could leave Sword City again. This world seemed to be sealed.
In the end, Jian Qing was depressed and passed away one night.
Just before leaving, Jian Qing was still talking about going to the Bone Realm to meet Meng Xian'er.
Hundreds of years later, Jian Yi in Sword City also passed away, leaving behind a son and an ancestral instruction - be sure to go to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Tombs in the Bone Domain again to investigate Meng Xian'er's situation, and try to make her as human as possible
The existence of the sword is to sacrifice the spirit of love in the sky.
Although this ancestral precept has passed through several generations, no descendant dares to forget it. The Sword Sect always thinks about completing the ancestral precept.
"Do you want me to go to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Tombs to help you find out about Meng Xian'er?" After listening to such a long story, Liu Tian already knew the purpose of the Sword Sect.
"That's right, no one can leave Jiancheng now, and neither can I. Only you have a glimmer of hope." Jian Zong said: "And I have no children or daughters. After I die, no one can complete this task."
This is what our ancestors taught us.”
"Jian Zong, you are not being kind." The city lord's grandpa suddenly said: "You should give this young man some reward at least."
"Reward?" Hearing this, Jian Zong couldn't help but frown: "Boy, what do you want?"
"This..." Liu Tian was embarrassed.
"Jian Zong, you are an elder, how dare the younger generation ask for something from you?" The city lord's grandpa suddenly smiled and said: "It seems that you don't have anything to give to this kid, only..."
"This is the only swordsmanship! Right? Old man, I know you have been thinking about my three major sword formations." Jianzong was not angry. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the city lord's grandfather.
"You can't say that. You should know that the three major sword formations are your ancestral swordsmanship. When you are buried, it will be the day it is cut off." The city lord's grandpa said slowly: "Besides, the Bone Realm is not a good place.
There are many outstanding people among them. If the three great sword formations are given to this boy, it will not only pass on the swordsmanship, but also give this boy a little more ability to protect himself, why not do it?"
Jian Zong was silent, his eyes were slightly closed, and his mind was wandering too much. Liu Tian knew that he was thinking about whether to teach him the three major sword formations.
"It is not easy to inherit these three major sword formations." Jian Zong suddenly opened his eyes, two divine lights rushed out of his eyes, and said: "It all depends on personal understanding. Due to the inheritance of blood, our family has in the blood.
The sword intent of the three major sword formations can easily be inherited from the three major sword formations."
"Sword Intent?" Liu Tian said to himself. He remembered the goal of this trip, the Sword Demon! The profession that matches the Immortal Source Clan is the Sword Demon. It stands to reason that there is Sword Intent in Liu Tian's blood, but it is different from
The sword intention of the Sword Sect is just different.
"Jian Zong, I think this guy is quite smart. He might be able to inherit the three major sword formations." The city lord's grandpa stroked his beard.
"Ding dong, do you accept the mission - the ancient teachings of our ancestors."
A reminder suddenly sounded in Liu Tian's mind.
"accept."
Liu Tian was slightly excited. Perhaps the Sword Sect had decided to teach him the sword formation.
Three thousand years ago, Jian Qing, the ancestor of the Sword Sect, was deceived and buried Meng Xian'er in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Tombs in the Bone Realm. Since Jian Zong could not leave Sword City, he left you and went to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Tombs in the Bone Realm to investigate the dream.
In Xian'er's case, try to make her as human-like as possible.
[Task time]: unlimited.
[Task status]: Not completed.
[Failure condition]: None.
[Failure Penalty]: None.
"Boy, now I'm going to teach you the three major sword formations. It's up to you whether you can understand them or not." The Sword Sect restored Gujing Wubo.
"Young man, you must go all out to understand the three major sword formations." Liu Tian stood up and said respectfully.
Jian Zong was silent, his body suddenly floated in the air, and a simple long sword slowly condensed out of the void behind him, which seemed illusory but also real.
"I will imprint the sword seeds of the three major sword formations into your body. If you can understand the trapped formation within half an hour, it means that you can inherit the three major sword formations, but you still need to continue to understand the other two major sword formations.
." Jian Zong said slowly in mid-air.
Zheng!
The long sword condensed behind Jian Zong was unsheathed, and the sword hanging above Jian Zong's head was slowly rotating. Every time it rotated, the long sword would solidify and become smaller in size.
Finally, an almost real mini sword stopped in the void. It was only the size of a finger. Jian Zong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood towards the small sword, instantly dyeing it red.
"go!"
Jian Zong shouted violently, his eyes wide open, and rays of light flickered in them. Under his guidance, the dagger suddenly rushed towards Liu Tian. When Liu Tian panicked, the entire small sword sank into the center of Liu Tian's eyebrows.
clatter.
Jian Zong landed lightly on the ground, and the city lord's grandpa gathered around him with a smile: "Jian Zong, you are finally willing to teach swordsmanship. Haha, can this kid understand the three major sword formations?"
"How do I know? I also hope he can understand." Looking at Liu Tian, who stood motionless like a Buddha, Jian Zong continued: "You don't have to worry, my father also stood still like this for twenty minutes.
Understand the three major sword formations."
"Sword Sect, Sleeping, Huan, Killing Three Formations, which sword formation have you cultivated to?"
"Killing Formation."
"It is said that the three formations of sleepiness, illusion, and killing can be merged into one in the end? Is that right?" Grandpa City Lord said.
"That's right. I think I will never have the chance to touch this realm in this life." Jian Zong sighed slightly: "The three major sword formations of sleep, illusion and killing have been passed down to this day. There are many amazing and talented people among the practitioners, but not yet
Someone has integrated the three major sword formations into one."
"Ding dong, congratulations to the player for eternally understanding the trapping formation of the three major sword formations."
Suddenly, Liu Tian's closed eyes opened like a long sword unsheathed, and a divine light burst out. A system prompt was echoing in his mind!
