A towering, majestic mountain peak appeared in front of Chen Zhixing.
"Sir, Tianchuan Mountain is in front of us."
A cold voice from the Royal Sister sounded in Chen Zhixing's mind.
Chen Zhixing nodded slightly, gathered his breath, and walked to a dense jungle, behind the huge bluestone.
Immediately, Chen Zhixing raised his head and looked towards Tianchuan Mountain.
I saw sword energy whistling and sword light flowing on Tianchuan Mountain.
One after another figures are coming from all directions with swords, turning into bright sword rainbows, spanning the sky and the earth, isolating the sun and the moon.
Each one of them is like the sword fairy character in the novels and biographies of previous lives, riding the wind with his sword and roaring for nine days.
Carefree and handsome, unparalleled.
Chen Zhixing's eyes were slightly focused, a little lost in thought.
In the ten years since he came to this world, he has spent most of his time in Ziwei Mountain, and he has not yet seen what the world of cultivation is like.
The scene in front of him seemed to be a corner of a truly huge world of spiritual practice unfolding in front of him.
He couldn't help but feel fascinated.
"They are all handsome, but...why are these people wearing masks?"
A strange look appeared on Chen Zhixing's face.
Most of the monks on Chuanshan Mountain that day were either wearing black robes or hats and masks. In short, all of them covered their faces and figures, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Brother, if I call you brother, can you move your foot first? You stepped on my finger!"
At this moment, a voice of extreme dissatisfaction came from Chen Zhixing's feet.
Chen Zhixing was stunned and subconsciously took a step back.
On the ground paved with countless dead leaves, a figure climbed up and breathed towards the thumb.
"Ouch, it hurts me to death!"
This figure wore a goat mask on his face and rubbed his hands in pain.
Immediately, he raised his head and looked at Chen Zhixing, his eyes lit up and he said: "Brother, your mask is quite unique. Where did you buy it?"
"..." Chen Zhixing was slightly stunned. Just now, his mental energy had been completely restrained, and he really didn't notice this old man hiding in the grass.
"Brother, why don't you say anything? Could it be that my appearance just now was too impressive and scared you, brother?"
The goat mask blinked, and then said with a familiar smile:
"I just heard my brother talking to himself, wondering why everyone is wearing masks, right? Let me tell you."
"Gululu..."
He cleared his throat and then said with a smile: "It's very simple. Who wouldn't be more cautious when traveling in the world? Especially in such a battle between opportunity and luck. If you get the opportunity with your true face, wouldn't you be killed the next day?
Go and seize the opportunity? Just like you, brother, aren't you hiding your face and showing it to others?"
After hearing the words, Chen Zhixing thought for a moment, nodded and said, "What you said makes sense."
"That's it. My surname is Shan, and my name has the character Yang. How do you call me Xiongtai?"
Shanyang?
Goat?
Chen Zhixing knew clearly that this must be this person's pseudonym, but he would not be stupid enough to break the casserole and ask for the truth.
"I'm Bai Shi." Chen Zhixing bowed his hands politely.
"Okay, I think Brother Bai came here alone? How about we all get together so that we can take care of each other?" Shan Yang asked.
Chen Zhixing deliberately wanted to refuse, but when he thought of the scene of people gathering in Tianchuan Mountain at this moment, his mind moved and he nodded and said:
"Will that... cause trouble to Brother Shan?"
"Hey, why are you talking about this? As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and rely on your friends when you go out. Everyone is in the same boat and staying together to keep warm. Isn't it better than fighting alone?"
Shan Yang smiled heartily, then patted Chen Zhixing on the shoulder and said, "Come on, I've made a few friends along the way. I'll take you to get to know them."
After saying that, Shan Yang led Chen Zhixing towards the foot of Tianchuan Mountain.
Not long after, Chen Zhixing saw three figures at the foot of the mountain.
Under Shanyang's guidance, several people briefly introduced their own situations.
Among the three people, the figure on the left is wearing a black hat with black gauze hanging from the edge, making it difficult to see his face clearly.
"I, Xu Li, am good at sword formation."
I saw this man named Xu Li wave his hand, and twenty-four palm-sized flying swords flew out of his sleeves.
"Imperial order!" he shouted in a low voice.
In an instant, these twenty-four palm-sized flying swords formed a sword formation in the air like red fish swaying with their tails.
The sword energy in the sword array is vertical and horizontal, and the killing intent is fierce and fierce.
"Okay!"
"Brother Xu's sword formation is so powerful. I'm afraid even if he reaches the peak of the Tongming Realm, he will still hate this, right?" Shan Yang suddenly cheered loudly.
"It's embarrassing." Xu Li smiled sheepishly, then rolled up his sleeves, and all the flying swords flew back into his sleeves like a swallow returning to its nest.
Standing in the middle is a rather tall woman wearing a Shui'e long-sleeved palace dress, with a round waist and a golden lark mask on her face.
"I'm Bai Ling, I'm good at phantom swordsmanship."
The woman's voice was soft and delicate, and she slightly raised her sword. Suddenly, the sword in her hand turned into dozens of swords, making it difficult to distinguish the real ones from the fake ones.
This method is quite exquisite, but Chen Zhixing looked at her aura and found that this woman should not have a high level of cultivation, at most she would be at the peak of transformation.
As for the third person, he is a man who is silent from beginning to end and wears a black iron mask.
"A-Liang." He uttered two words briefly, and then just slashed with his sword. A black sword light slashed out diagonally in an instant, tearing a hole dozens of feet in the ground.
Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were slightly surprised.
The woman named Bai Ling looked at A Liang, and her eyes suddenly shone brightly.
The aura emitted by this sword alone is at least the peak of transparency, and even the realm of fugue!
"Brother Bai, it's your turn, why don't you open your eyes for everyone?" Shan Yang looked at Chen Zhixing and said with a smile.
The rest of the people also looked at Chen Zhixing curiously, with a bit of expectation in their eyes.
Especially Bai Ling, who looked at Chen Zhixing carefully with a pair of beautiful eyes. Seeing that Chen Zhixing's clothes seemed to be extraordinary, he couldn't help but secretly thought that this person was probably not ordinary, and he might have come from a certain aristocratic family.
Disciple, if you can get close to me...
"Me?"
Chen Zhixing was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.
Kendo?
I know how to use a hammer!
"What? Isn't it convenient for Brother Bai to reveal it? It's okay. It's okay if it's inconvenient. We can understand it." Shan Yang smiled and said.
"Nothing is inconvenient, it's just my swordsmanship..."
Chen Zhixing cupped his fists and coughed: "My kendo, um... is called vigorous kendo!"
"Defensive Kendo?" Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but look at each other.
This swordsmanship... I’ve never heard of it!
"Brother Bai, what is vigorous swordsmanship?" Shan Yang scratched the back of his head and asked.
"That's it..."
Chen Zhixing casually pulled out the Qingzhi sword from the sword case on his back and looked at a huge raised mountain wall in front of him.
He slightly mobilized the power in his body, and then struck down with the sword without any plan.
Boom!!!
In an instant, the entire raised mountain wall was smashed into pieces, and the entire mountain rumbled.
"Well, I named it Dali Kendo." Chen Zhixing took back his sword and said embarrassedly with a red face.
Rather than splitting it open with a sword just now, it would be better to say that I smashed it to pieces with strength.
All of a sudden.
Shan Yang and others all looked at each other, a little dumbfounded.
Slash forward with force, is this the strong sword technique of Te Niang?
And Bai Ling, who was still looking forward to it, suddenly had a look of disappointment in his eyes.
"It turns out to be an embroidered pillow. I'm afraid its origin is ordinary. Otherwise, which descendant of a big family would be so rough?"
She shook her head secretly and turned to look at the taciturn Ah Liang again, her eyes shining brightly.
"Brother Bai, your swordsmanship is really... really extraordinary and unique." Shan Yang couldn't help but laugh dryly.
He finally saw it.
This guy named Bai Shi is just a newbie in kendo!
While several people were laughing.
Rumble~~!!!
Above the nine heavens, there was an earth-shattering explosion!
I saw a figure coming from the end of the sky with a sword.
This sword can cut through the sun and moon, and penetrate heaven and earth!
The vast sky is all divided by the sea!
"He's actually here?!"
In an instant, Shan Yang and others looked up, and their expressions changed.