While chatting, a city appeared in front of them. The city was surrounded by a huge sword-like mountain peak, which reached straight into the sky. Before they got close, a sword seemed to pierce the sky, which made Long Xiaoshan take a brief look.
"Sword City has arrived."
Ximen Xiaoyao, the head of the Ximen family, said.
The sword-shaped treasure ship drew an arc and fell straight into the sword city.
Sword City is not big, but it is also very prosperous. The streets are full of people carrying swords, and the sword energy fills the void. It is obvious that this is a city of sword cultivators. It is difficult to see other types of monks here.
The person who rules this city is Ximen.
The sword-shaped treasure ship rowed unimpeded towards the center of the city. Along the way, countless sword cultivators saluted the sword-shaped treasure ship. Obviously, the Ximen family has a high status here, and everyone knows that this is the treasure ship of the Ximen family.
The treasure ship moved as fast as a meteor and arrived at the huge sword mountain in the center of the city in the blink of an eye.
I saw that the Sword Mountain was as smooth as a mirror on all sides, and it did not seem to be naturally formed.
After getting closer, the sword intent that was about to break through the sky became more obvious. Long Xiaoshan could clearly feel that the sword intent was ancient, huge, mysterious and profound, and it was definitely not something ordinary people could leave behind.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan seems to be sensing Jianshan.
Ximen Xiaoyao said with a hint of pride: "Senior, this is the place where our ancestor Ximen Feixue, the Heavenly Lord of the Ximen family, became enlightened. This is where our Ximen family prospered. Unfortunately, our descendants are not worthy of honor. The Ximen family is now in the same relationship as our ancestor."
It’s a world of difference, I’m ashamed.”
Speaking of the latter part, Ximen Xiaoyao's tone contained a touch of emotion and dejection.
After all, the Ximen family used to be so prosperous, but now it has fallen into this state. Not to mention Tianjun, he is still far away from the peak of Jindan.
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "Feng Shui is changing, and it is normal for the spiritual world to have its ups and downs. There is no force that can remain at the top forever, but as long as it continues, there may not be no chance of a comeback."
"Senior said it is true." Ximen Xiaoyao nodded.
He also understood this truth. When the treasure ship entered the mountain, the Ximen family was on top of the Sword Mountain. Soon, they arrived at an extremely ancient and magnificent mansion. After the treasure ship lowered, many people came up to welcome it.
One of the beautiful women stood in front of the crowd. Seeing that there were many people missing from the Ximen family, and Ximen Xiaoyao was still wearing a coat of paint, she came forward with a worried look on her face: "Husband, what happened? Why are you injured?"
Ximen Xiaoyao said: "There was some accident at the ruins, and many people died. We will talk about the details later. This Senior Long, Madam, come and pay your respects."
When the beautiful woman saw a young man standing next to Ximen Xiaoyao, her eyes were surprised. He was too young. His husband actually called him "Senior" and his attitude was so respectful. Just when she was a little confused, Ximen Xiaoyao came to her ears.
The voice said: "Madam, don't be negligent, this person killed Xuan Zhan."
Mrs. Ximen's heart skipped a beat, Xuan Zhan, isn't that the leader of the Xuan Bing Sect?
That is someone as famous as Ximen Xiaoyao.
The leader of the Xuan Bing Sect actually died in the hands of this young man. Mrs. Ximen immediately understood her husband's attitude. Since the other party could kill Xuan Zhan, then no one in the Ximen family could be his opponent.
Mrs. Ximen hurriedly paid her respects and said, "I am Duan, please pay my respects to Senior Long."
Long Xiaoshan said: "You're welcome, madam, you don't need to be polite."
"Madam, you take Senior Long in first and wait for him. I have to deal with the aftermath." Ximen Xiaoyao said. This time, more than half of Ximen's elites were also lost. Many of them are compatriots from the family. Ximen Xiaoyao
The head of the family naturally needs to appease the clan members.
Mrs. Ximen said: "No problem. Husband, go and do your work. Leave this place to me."
"Senior, I was negligent." Ximen Xiaoyao confessed to Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan said: "It's okay. Master, please excuse me. I'm the one causing the disturbance."
Ximen Xiaoyao left quickly. Here, Mrs. Ximen invited Long Xiaoshan and said: "Senior Long, please come inside."
Long Xiaoshan followed Mrs. Ximen into the main hall of Ximen's house. Mrs. Ximen wanted to order her servants to hold a banquet for Long Xiaoshan. Long Xiaoshan immediately declined and said: "Madam, wait a minute, I ended up here unexpectedly. I'm new here, so there's no need for this."
There is so much red tape, I just want to clear it for a while and ask your forgiveness, Madam."
Mrs. Ximen said: "This is too disrespectful to our distinguished guests."
Long Xiaoshan said: "Practitioners like me are wandering clouds and wild cranes. How can we care about these worldly things?"
Mrs. Ximen was infected by Long Xiaoshan's chic posture: "I'm too tacky, please come here, senior."
Mrs. Ximen stood up again, invited Long Xiaoshan inside, passed through many courtyards, and reached the top of Sword Peak. Mrs. Ximen said: "This is my Ximen clan's training place. It is extremely quiet."
Long Xiaoshan looked around, the environment was beautiful, there were waterfalls falling from the mountains, and there was an invisible sword spirit surrounding the place, which should have been left behind by the ancestor of the Ximen family, Tianjun, after he attained enlightenment. Although it has faded a lot over the years,
But it is still of great benefit to sword cultivators.
Above the waterfall, there are two figures practicing sword practice. The swords are drawn out and they are constantly slashing towards the waterfall.
The two of them seemed to sense someone coming, looked back, and walked out of the waterfall.
They were a man and a woman, two young men with very similar looks. They should be twins, dragon and phoenix. They were somewhat similar to the head of the Ximen family. When they saw Mrs. Ximen, they both shouted: "Mother."
"Feng'er, Yu'er, come here, I've seen Senior Long." Mrs. Ximen said.
Both of them looked at Long Xiaoshan with strange expressions on their faces. The young man shouted obediently: "Senior Long."
The other girl had a bit of a delicate look on her face and hummed: "Mom, he is only two years older than me. Where can he be the senior?"
"Presumptuous!" Mrs. Ximen scolded her, and then bowed to Long Xiaoshan and apologized: "I'm sorry, Senior Long. My daughter is unruly. It's not intentional. Please don't blame me, Senior."
Long Xiaoshan smiled slightly: "There is nothing wrong with the nature of young people. There is no need to be polite. Speaking of it, I really shouldn't be much older than them."
Mrs. Ximen looked slightly different and said, "Really, Senior Gui Geng?"
Long Xiaoshan said: "I don't have a detailed calculation, but I should be forty this year."
There was a look of shock on Mrs. Ximen's face. Long Xiaoshan was actually only forty, which is really very young in the world of cultivation. But when Ximen Xiaoyao said that he killed Xuan Zhan, he must be at least a late-stage Jindan or above cultivator.
Why? Are there such evil people in the world of cultivation?
Mrs. Ximen was shaken. She didn't believe it, but it seemed that Long Xiaoshan didn't need to tell such a lie.
"I would say he is a few years older than us. He is only forty, so he is considered a senior." Ximen Yu shouted.
"What do you know? In the spiritual world, seniority is not judged by age. Senior Long is a master of Taoism. Even your father respects you as senior, so how can you tolerate your indifference?" Mrs. Ximen was afraid when she saw that Ximen Yu was still so young.
She collided with Long Xiaoshan.
After all, no matter how kind the other party is, he is still the one who killed Xuan Zhan. There are no good people in the cultivation world.
"Mom, aren't you and your father deceived?" Ximen Yu looked at Long Xiaoshan suspiciously: "Are you that powerful?"
Long Xiaoshan was not very angry. Ximen Yu was usually very favored and had never suffered outside, so he had such a sweet and savage temperament. However, this was not a bad thing. He smiled, raised his hand, and pointed like this
As soon as the sword was struck, everyone felt a chill, especially Ximen Yu. At that moment, his whole body was cold, as if the sword had penetrated his body and soul.
The next moment, the endlessly flowing waterfall split into two and froze there, like a still painting.
