A young man in white clothes holds an ancient scroll and stands on the top of the cliff with his hands behind his back.
Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and outstanding temperament.
It's just that those cold eyes don't contain the slightest breath of fireworks, but they reveal endless sadness, as if they contain stars, making people fall deeply into it at one glance and unable to extricate themselves!
A gust of wind blows, the clouds and mist rise on the top of the mountain, and the clothes are fluttering, like a banished immortal coming to the dust.
"Day after day, year after year."
"Counting the time, today is the day for Jiange to recruit new disciples!"
While talking to himself, the young man in white, Zhang Zifan, cast his gaze down the cliff.
【bite!】
It was rare to see Zhang Zifan speak, and the system in his body quickly urged excitedly:
[The sign-in location has been updated for ten years. Is the host checking in at Jiange? 】
Remembering that I had been rejected for ten years, the system quickly changed to a soft girl voice pack and started acting cute and coquettish:
[Little brother~ There will be generous rewards for signing in for the first time~]
【Whatever you want, this system can give it to you~】
【Just sign one, okay~】
[I’ve been begging my little brother for so many years, and it’s not easy...]
"Don't sign!!"
Before the system finished speaking, he was completely interrupted by Zhang Zifan's ruthless voice that left no room for negotiation.
Ignoring the annoying system, Zhang Zifan spread out the ancient scroll in his hand and began to study it carefully again.
It seems that the vast world outside and the mysterious system within the body are not as interesting as the ancient scroll in his hand.
...
Yamashita, the qualification test for new disciples has just ended.
The disciples who can stay are all very talented in swordsmanship.
Now that they have joined the famous Jiange on the mainland, we can imagine that their future achievements will be extraordinary.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!!
More than a dozen flying swords rose from the ground, pierced the sky, and passed quickly over everyone's heads.
The sound of sonic booms was endless, and the speed was so fast that people could not clearly see the geometry of the figure standing on the flying sword.
"Oh my God! Flying with a sword is so cool!"
"When will we be able to wield swords and become the legendary sword fairy?"
"I can't wield a sword. It takes at least half a day to walk from the foot of the mountain to the top. I'm so surprised!"
...
Today is the day when Jiange recruits disciples. Looking at the disciples who have just passed the qualification test in front of him, the corners of Lu Yunfei's mouth raised slightly.
There are so many young and beautiful female disciples, what a wonderful furnace!!!
If they are all dedicated to Master Jianzi, will he still walk sideways in Jiange from now on?
As a sword servant, Lu Yunfei naturally knows that his master likes to collect yin and replenish yang~
When he thought of this, Lu Yunfei waved his hand, and a palm-sized flying boat floated out of his sleeve. Infused with spiritual power, it surged hundreds of times at a speed visible to the naked eye. It rose up without wind and hovered in front of everyone.
"Junior brothers and sisters, hurry up and board this flying boat in the sky!"
Looking at the beautiful female disciples in the crowd, Lu Yunfei's eyes flashed with greed, he cleared his throat, his face full of pride:
"As long as you, Senior Brother Lu, are here, we will definitely not let our junior brothers and sisters walk up the mountain."
The Yuntian Feizhou is a magic weapon at the level of the Body Forging Secret Realm and is extremely valuable. Once it appears, the new female disciples cannot take their eyes away.
"Wow, Senior Brother Lu is so handsome, and he even has a flying magic weapon!"
"As expected of Lord Jianzi's sword attendant, he is generous with his actions!"
...
When the skyship rose from the ground and shuttled through the clouds, the bright sun set in the west, and the red sunset covered the entire sky, making it beautiful.
Looking at the shocked junior brothers and sisters, Lu Yunfei snorted coldly, his eyes full of greed and disdain.
This group of female disciples who have just been recruited into the Sword Pavilion have not yet stepped into the swordsmanship and have never seen the world, so it is best to trick them.
You don't even need to spend spiritual stones, you can coax him to bed with just a few words.
"In the Tianlong Continent, martial arts is the most respected thing!"
Putting on the airs of his senior brother, Lu Yunfei lectured:
"This is especially true for my sword pavilion. Now that you have joined the sword pavilion, you should abide by the rules of my sword pavilion. From now on, you should abandon distracting thoughts and focus on practicing swords, so as to strive for an early..."
Before Lu Yunfei finished speaking, he was interrupted by a dozen female disciples who had discovered the New World.
"Wow! How come there is such a handsome young man in Jiange!"
"The white clothes are fluttering, like a banished immortal coming to the dust."
"Senior Brother Lu, who is the sword immortal in white? Has he ever been married? Does he have a Taoist partner?"
...
Looking at Zhang Zifan on the cliff, holding an ancient scroll and studying it carefully, Lu Yunfei instantly became furious and his face turned red with anger.
I had worked so hard to get a good job, but I almost ran out of words along the way. Just when I saw a few female disciples were about to come over, I bumped into Zhang Zifan, a loser!
But this good-for-nothing didn't say anything, and all the female disciples and even the male disciples on the Yuntian Feizhou were all smitten by the aura of an immortal descending from the dust.
"Sword Immortal? Haha!"
"He is just a loser who only knows how to read books. He can't even condense his sword energy!"
"For ten years, I only know how to read. How can I be so bad at reading?" ωωw..net
Lu Yunfei's eyes were full of ferocity and murderous intent. After spitting in the direction of Zhang Zifan, he said with disdain to the new disciple behind him:
"Bai Wuyi is a scholar, Zhang Zifan is the shame of my Jiange!!!"
The boys and girls looked disappointed. Zhang Zifan, who was like an immortal, was actually reduced to nothing by Lu Yunfei. This was something they couldn't accept.
"You don't believe it, do you? Then I'll show you how weak this piece of trash is!!"
The light of a grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon?!
While speaking, Lu Yunfei had a Fire Cloud Sword in his hand out of thin air. Amid the exclamations of his junior brothers and sisters, he slashed down on Zhang Zifan on the cliff with one strike!
Whoosh!
The sharp sword energy came out of his body and turned into a raging white light, attacking Zhang Zifan.
The sword energy penetrates the body, which is the strength that can only be found in the body-forging secret realm.
Monks in Tianlong Continent are divided into eight realms, and each realm is divided into ten heavens, which are:
Qi refining, body training, Yuan Dan, and soul.
Spiritual King, Great Sage, Quasi-Emperor, Great Emperor!
"ah!!!"
"don't want!!"
...
Some of the cowards were so frightened that they even closed their eyes. No one expected that Senior Brother Lu, who was so amiable one second, would kill...his fellow disciples the next second.
Bang!!
The sharp sword energy hit the hard rock, the sword energy raged, the rock exploded, and dust flew up.
The sword energy was only one step away from Zhang Zifan, and the gravel and flying dust covered his white clothes with dust.
But from beginning to end, Zhang Zifan never even frowned, let alone dodge.
"Look, this loser is so scared that he doesn't even dare to hide!"
Lu Yunfei put away his sword and felt content.
Jiange strictly forbade members of the same family to kill each other, so naturally he did not dare to actually kill Zhang Zifan, but it was harmless to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys.
"In the future, you should take Zhang Zifan as a warning, study less and practice swordplay more!"
"My sword pavilion has been able to stand in the Tianlong Continent for a hundred years, not because of the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period!!"
Lu Yunfei's [Fire Cloud Sword Technique] skill takes part in creation, and his momentum is soaring:
"But the sword's will reaches the sky!"
"Sword sweeps the world!!"
"One sword breaks all laws!!"
The junior brothers and sisters who were shocked by Lu Yunfei's attack quickly looked away and no longer looked at Zhang Zifan, who was just showing off.
"Yes, Senior Brother Lu!"
Lu Yunfei nodded with satisfaction, then a hint of ferocity appeared, and he looked at the ant-like Zhang Zifan, his eyes full of cruelty and disdain.
"If the old pavilion master hadn't taken you in because of your pity, how could he have let you become a useless scholar and waste ten years of our sword pavilion's resources?!"
With a wave of his sleeves, Lu Yunfei controlled the skyship and flew away in an instant.
"Jianzi will come back from Jianshan training early tomorrow morning. Zhang Zifan, you won't survive tomorrow!"
Lu Yunfei didn't bother to waste his energy on a dying person.
After the flying boat in the sky completely disappeared before his eyes, Zhang Zifan turned over the last page of the ancient scroll and then raised his head, looking at the blood-like setting sun in the sky, his thoughts drifting away.
In the past ten years or so, Zhang Zifan has heard countless times about "theory that reading is useless" and "the shame of Jiange".
But he still held the ancient scroll in his hand and was immersed in the world described by the words.
Read his Spring and Autumn Days.
Read his Taoist Wuwei.
Read his Buddhist compassion…
Before the knot in his heart was untied, he didn't want to hold the sword or even practice.
In previous lives, heaven and earth were used as furnaces and creation as work;
Yin and Yang are charcoal, and all things are copper.
Entering the Tao through books can nourish the awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth.
Carrying on the past and opening up the future, breaking through the shackles, taking the name of the sage of calligraphy, becoming the leader of the righteous path, being dictatorial for eternity, and dominating for centuries.
But...so what?
He was killed by the design of his beloved empress Ji Jiufeng, and his soul traveled through the past and present, so he has the frail body he has now.
What is the use of this practice before he can untie his heart knot?
What's the use of holding this sword anymore?!
"Master...Master, why did you run out again?"
At this moment, a girl with unkempt hair and plain clothes and long trousers ran over staggeringly with worry on her face:
"It's windy at night, what should I do if I catch a cold?"
While pushing Zhang Zifan into the room without any explanation, he deliberately complained with a straight face:
"If you contract typhoid fever, I will still serve you when the time comes. Master, please let me have some peace of mind~"
This is his sword attendant, Xiao Yue'er.
From the day he stepped into the sword pavilion, he was always by his side and could not be driven away.
Seeing Xiaoyue who was like an old hen protecting her young, Zhang Zifan rarely put down the book in his hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
But when he saw some bruises and redness on Xiaoyue's forehead, his hand holding the scroll tightened unconsciously.
"Fighting with them again?"
Xiao Yue'er picked up the basket on her back, which contained the bamboo shoots she had dug all afternoon.
"He...they bully people, saying they are useless scholars and that studying is useless!"
Facing Zhang Zifan's question, Xiao Yue'er's eyes dodge a little, but then she pouted her mouth and said stubbornly:
"I wasn't happy at the time, so I picked up the hoe..."
He stretched out his hand to check Xiaoyue'er's wound. After finding that it was not serious, Zhang Zifan retracted his hand and walked towards the simple bamboo building built on the edge of the cliff.
"Master...Master, do you think reading is really useful?"
Putting down her backpack and hoe, Xiao Yue'er blinked and asked again the question she had asked countless times in the past ten years.
In this world where martial arts is the most important thing and swords are the lifeblood.
I'm afraid that before I even ask such a question, others will laugh out loud.
But Zhang Zifan took another copy of "Tao Te Ching" from the bookshelf, looked at Xiao Yue'er seriously, and replied with certainty:
"it works!!!"
(The world view of this book is extremely grand, so the first chapter needs to be foreshadowed, which is a bit dull. From the second chapter "Reading to Discover a Great Emperor", it begins to overwhelm all enemies!!)