"Oh my god, is that Wan Yunting still having an epiphany?"
"Senior Sister Ziqing didn't come down, maybe!"
"Let me go, this Wan Yunting can do it. He actually persisted for half an hour. I heard that Senior Sister Ziqing only lasted for half an hour when she had an epiphany. This Wan Yunting hasn't woken up even after half an hour. Could it be that he has a natural talent?
Taller than Senior Sister Ziqing?"
At this moment, at the foot of Jianfeng Mountain, a group of Wudang Sect disciples were gathered to join in the fun. Everyone was chatting away. Seeing that there was no movement on Jianfeng Peak, it meant that Wan Yunting was still having an epiphany.
"What's wrong?"
At this time, Zuo Qi and Wang Zhengyi, another disciple of the Wudang Sect, came over, accompanied by Zhang Yansong, Ouyang Shen and the others. Tan Zhiyuan was at his residence looking at the Ningxiang Pills that were about to be refined in the medicine furnace...
"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zuo, Uncle Wang..."
The disciples present all bowed respectfully and greeted each other. Xiu Qi and Qin Yuan, Yang Xuan and Huo Fei came over with Chong Ling'er, Lan Xin and Duan Yingying and said: "Back to Master Zhang, Senior Sister Ziqing is up there, and the Wan Guan Master should still be enlightened.
, it’s been half an hour!”
"Half an hour of enlightenment?"
Wang Zheng showed surprise and looked at Zuo Qi. Zhang Yansong stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It seems that Wan Guanzhu is really a rare martial arts wizard. Except for that girl Ziqing who could last for half an hour, there was no one else."
No matter how much people can break it, I can't believe that the Lord of Wan Guan has done it."
"yes."
Zuo Qi nodded and said: "The inheritance of sword intention left by our ancestor of Wudang Sect swordsmanship includes the great swordsmanship he has learned all his life. That girl Ziqing just realized the tip of the iceberg. But when we looked at the sword cliff, we didn't realize it.
He couldn't even hold on for ten minutes, which shows that Master Wan Guan is indeed a person with extremely high talent for swordsmanship!"
Wang Zhengyi and Zhang Yansong nodded, and Ouyang Shenhe also laughed. Of course he knew that the word "sword" on the sword cliff of Wudang Sect was the inheritance left by one of their great masters of swordsmanship. This shows that his
The eldest grandson is really awesome.
"We won't go up. Let's wait here for them to come down on their own."
Zhang Yansong turned to Zuo Qi and Wang Zhengyi and said, after all, enlightenment is a very mysterious and unpredictable state. If it is disturbed by the outside world, it will interrupt that mysterious state of enlightenment and even affect spiritual consciousness.
Sequelae occur.
At this moment, on the Sword Cliff halfway up Jianfeng Peak, in front of the huge stone wall with the word "Sword", Wan Yunting was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a slight frown on his face, and his round eyes staring intently at the word "Sword" on the stone wall, as if he was in trance.
, but in his eyes, a figure appeared above the sword character, holding a long sword and constantly waving sword moves...
"The empty palm makes the sword alive.
The heart of the foot is empty and the steps are quick.
The head is empty and the mind is single.
The outer four essentials are the spirit of swordsmanship.
What is important in the heart, is refined both internally and externally, is as close to common people as possible, is as simple as the road, and unites man and sword..."
For a moment, Wan Yunting felt that a faint voice sounded out of thin air in his mind, as if he was teaching him some kind of swordsmanship. Wan Yunting gradually closed his eyes, and what he had just seen began to appear in his mind.
The swordsmanship wielded by the Taoist figure fell into comprehension...
Zi Qingliu, who was sitting far away, raised her eyebrows slightly. Ruifeng, who was naturally dumbfounded, looked at Wan Yunting, who was meditating with his eyes closed and fell into a state of enlightenment. Surprise appeared in her eyes, and she understood that he understood it from the sword characters, so he
in this way.
Another twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Zi Qing, who was sitting far away, was completely moved. It only took half an hour for him to realize the tip of the iceberg of the Great Sword Technique in the word "Sword".
It has been almost an hour since Wan Yunting's epiphany, and he still hasn't woken up. This caused heated discussions among Zhang Yansong, Zuo Qi, Wang Zhengyi and a group of disciples who were joining in the fun at the foot of the mountain.
Since the ancestor of swordsmanship left behind the inheritance of the word "sword", except for Zi Qing, who had an epiphany for half an hour, no one could have an epiphany for so long. Unexpectedly, it was broken by an outsider, which made the disciples of the Wudang Sect feel uncomfortable.
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After another twenty minutes, Wan Yunting was still in a state of enlightenment. Zi Qing could no longer sit still and stared at him from a distance. She could clearly feel a powerful aura surging from his whole body.
The sword is so powerful...
"who?"
Zi Qing suddenly noticed something and turned around suddenly. At some point, a man wearing a black assault jacket and carrying a long knife appeared behind him. His sharp eyes were staring at her. Zi Qing was shocked and could say nothing.
Wuxi approached him, the person in front of him was definitely a strong martial artist!
Lin Yidao looked past Zi Qing and looked at Wan Yunting, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the stone wall and had an epiphany. His eyes turned fierce and he said in a cold tone: "What I want is his life. Anyone who has nothing to do with it, get out of here..."
While talking, Lin Yidao had already taken off the long knife on his back, and pulled out a long knife forged from fine steel from the leather sheath. The blade of this knife is sixty centimeters long, including the handle, which is more than one meter long. It is made of wood.
The carved handle, the steel grille, and the blade show exquisite textures...
This pattern appeared after countless folding and forging processes during the forging process. Kaifeng's blade shone with a frightening light under the weak sunlight. Lin Yidao ignored Zi Qing and went straight towards Wan Yunting with the knife...
brush!
Without saying a word, Zi Qing pulled out the sword in his hand and stopped Lin Yidao. He threw the scabbard aside and looked at Lin Yidao calmly with his naturally dazed auspicious eyes and said: "No matter who you are, here is
This is the center of my Wudang sect, if you dare to take a step forward again, don’t blame me for being rude!"
"hehe…"
Facing Zi Qing's cold face and words, Lin Yidao showed a disdainful sneer and said contemptuously: "You are a female disciple of the Wudang Sect, do you think you can stop me?"
Zi Qingrui had firm eyes and a cold face, and said calmly: "You can try it."
"Okay, if you really want to bury this kid with him, then I, Lin Yida, will make it happen for you!"
Lin Yidao sneered, and his eyes suddenly burst out with two fierce and fierce lights. Holding the knife in his left hand, he twisted the blade and rushed out. He kicked off his left foot and jumped into the air. The long knife was extremely sharp, like a bolt of lightning. He spoke slowly.
At that moment, the long knife was already slashing towards Zi Qing's head...
when!
The clash of swords made the sound of metal and stone echoing on the cliff. Wan Yunting, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the stone wall behind him, seemed to be disturbed. His brows moved slightly, but he did not wake up...
"So strong!"
Zi Qing took three steps back, and her right hand holding the sword was painfully shocked by Lin Yidao's strike. She frowned slightly and stared at the man in front of her with auspicious eyes. With this strike of his, he had at least reached the martial arts level.
above!
"Oh, you should be the Wudang Sect's recognized leader in swordsmanship over the years, right?"
Lin Yidao held the knife in his left hand, looked at Zi Qing in front of him, chuckled and said: "If you can catch my sword, it seems that you have reached the late stage of martial arts alchemy. With such achievements at such a young age, you are indeed a martial arts wizard.
Let me say it again, I will only kill that boy, you have time to leave now, don’t let me kill the martial arts wizard!"
Zi Qing's right hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened. Ruifeng looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Are you afraid of our Wudang Sect?"
These words seemed to stimulate Lin Yidao, making his eyes darken and sneer: "Smelly girl, since you want to die so much, then I will help you..."
Lin Yidao held the sword in his left hand and rushed out again. The sword was like lightning, slashing horizontally. Zi Qing immediately raised his sword to block. The collision of the swords triggered sparks. The sound of gold and stone rang twice in an instant. Zi Qing blocked Lin Yidao twice.
I saw her soft body twisting, the long sword in her hand moving like flowing water, and her energy moving to the tip of the sword...
Clang!
There was a crisp sound, and then the qi machine made a muffled sound in the air. Lin Yidao blocked with his sword, and the tip of the sword released the qi machine to stab the blade, making him take a step back. Lin Yidao's eyes showed a trace of surprise and said: "
He is worthy of being the number one swordsman of the younger generation of the Wudang sect. Take another blow from me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yidao no longer held back his hand. He circulated his inner Qi in his Dantian and instantly transferred the Qi into the long sword. Then, with his steps and body movements, he quickly rotated 360 degrees to catch the force and the sword Qi.
He slashed hard at Zi Qing...
when!
There was a clear and loud sound, and Zi Qing raised his long sword to block. Sparks flew everywhere, and the energy hidden in the long sword shocked Zi Qing's tiger's mouth to crack. He was completely defeated and flew backwards...
With two bangs, the long sword in his hand fell off and flew out, landing just two meters behind Wan Yunting's right hand who was sitting cross-legged in meditation and had an epiphany. His brows beat vigorously a few times, as if he had been disturbed, but he was not awake yet.
Come…
Zi Qing's right hand trembled violently, and a fierce and overbearing secret power made her cover Ping Ping's chest with her left hand. Her throat felt salty, and she almost spit out the blood. She swallowed it forcibly, raised her head and said coldly with Ruifeng eyes.
Looking at Lin Yidao coming over with a knife, he sneered: "It's a pity, you are only in the Danjin realm after all, but don't be too shocked. If you give you a few more years, you will definitely be able to surpass me."
After saying that, Lin Yidao ignored Zi Qing and walked straight towards Wan Yunting with the knife, because he didn't want to kill a genius disciple of the Wudang Sect, otherwise if he angered the entire Wudang Sect, then Lin Yidao would not be able to hang out in the whole of China.
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Zi Qing watched him walking towards Wan Yunting, her heart tightened, and she struggled to get up, but failed several times. She could only call softly: "Wan Yunting, wake up..."
"Shut up!"
Lin Yidao turned his head and scolded her, and said coldly and angrily: "Don't think that I really dare not kill you. The worst is that I will go abroad."
As he said this, Lin Yidao had already arrived in front of Wan Yunting. Seeing that he was still meditating with his eyes closed and raising his eyebrows, Lin Yidao couldn't help but look up at the word "sword" on the stone wall. Suddenly his eyes widened, as if he was looking at
When he saw a figure stabbing him with a long sword, Lin Yidao came back to his senses in an instant, breathing rapidly, and couldn't help but praise: "Such a strong sword intention, it is indeed the inheritance of the sword intention left by the ancestor of Wudang Sect..."
As he spoke, Lin Yidao looked at Wan Yunting in front of him, his eyes became extremely sinister, and he said with a sneer: "Boy, I have long heard that you are a martial arts prodigy. It seems that you have suddenly realized the sword intention left by the ancestor of Wudang Sect.
Inheritance, just in time, killing you now is the most timely, but we can't let you grow up, and then it will be our Heavenly Eye Lord God Sect who will be in trouble!"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Yidao raised the long knife in his left hand, pointed it at Wan Yunting's head in front of him, and finally said: "Boy, reincarnate as an ordinary person in your next life..."
"Wan Yunting!"
Zi Qing, who could no longer hold back, shouted, and his voice echoed down the Jian Peak, allowing people at the foot of the mountain to faintly hear it. Wang Zhengyi and Zuo Qi, two strong masters of the Wudang Sect, immediately heard Zi Qing.
With this cry, his expression changed dramatically on the spot, and he shouted: "No, something may have happened up there, go up and take a look..."