Gods and mans have no merits, and saints have no name.

This was someone's evaluation of Wuming, very high.

Wuming's first half of his life was mysterious. His achievements shine in the world and were called the martial arts myth. He was indifferent to fame and fortune, without desire or seeking, but he realized the extraordinary nature and realized the realm of the Heavenly Sword.

When his beloved wife died, he alone fought with his sword, challenging the top ten sects, and killed the world's warriors with no enemies. Later, there was an invasion of Japan, with a single sword, blocking the outside of the pass.

Defeated the Sword Saint and his reputation reached its peak.

Understanding the battle of status makes people lose their hearts and their bodies cannot help themselves. They also take prosperity lightly and return to nature. They also retire from the martial arts world because they miss their beloved wife and learn about inexplicable sword techniques.

Despite his retirement, he also pays attention to the world.

Indifferent to fame and fortune, he can dominate the world.

Admirable.

Wuming looked at Chu Yang, and his eyes became brighter the more he looked. Finally, he couldn't help but nod and exclaimed: "Brother Dugu has accepted a good disciple, it's good, it's not bad!"

He pointed his hand at the opposite side of the stone table and said, "Sit!"

"Thank you Senior!"

Chu Yang walked over and sat down respectfully.

"The power of Wushuang City cannot be underestimated. I can find that I am living in seclusion here."

Wuming sighed.

Chu Yang smiled without explanation.

"Did Brother Dugu ask you to come?"

Wuming asked.

"No!" Chu Yang shook his head, "I must come and visit me by this place, otherwise I will go back, and my master must teach me a lesson."

"Brother Dugu? He doesn't have the intention!" Wuming smiled, "He became a fool of martial arts, practiced swords and became crazy, and was devoted to martial arts. He didn't expect to accept disciples too? Brother Dugu is good now?"

"Fortunately, it's stronger than it was back then!"

Chu Yang looked solemn and stood up and said.

Wuming was stunned and thoughtful, "When we fought, his qi and blood were unstable, and he was manic, and after losing a move, he was exhausted. At that time, I advised him to cultivate his nature and cultivate his essence and strengthen his foundation. Otherwise, there would be unexpected disasters, but he would not listen. Now, listening to what you said, it seems to have improved, and I am very lucky!"

As he said that, he picked up the teacup and drank it all in one go, obviously very happy. After he put it down, Chu Yang quickly put it on him and smiled and said, "I was defeated by my seniors back then. My master was worried and said that I would like to compete with you after the breakthrough. However, in recent years, my master has not made any progress, nourishing qi and blood, strengthening the foundation, strengthening the foundation, and making up for the overdrafted qi and blood."

"That should be!" Wuming nodded and suddenly said, "To urge your sword energy, let me see, how much strength have you inherited from the Sword Saint?"

"Yes, please give me some advice!"

Chu Yang did not stand up, and used the Holy Sword Technique, activated the sword intent of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, rushed out of his head, Lingxiao rose up, and directly cracked a piece of white cloud that had just floated above his head in the sky.

The sword intent was urged, and several people in the town immediately sensed it, but when they saw the direction they came, they relaxed. One of the handsome young men who practiced swords frowned slightly and jumped back.

"The sword energy cultivated by the Holy Sword Skill is invincible and extremely sharp. It is also activated by the Holy Spirit Sword Technique full of destruction. It has reached its extreme lethality, but it also damages the meridians and consumes blood and blood. Now seeing your sword intent, it has a sense of roundness in its sharpness. It can also be seen that Brother Dugu has comprehended the principle that Duyang cannot last for a long time, and the sword will inevitably go further." Wuming nodded, waved his hand to let Chu Yang disperse his sword intent, and his eyes condensed, and said, "Is the white-clothed Shura you?"

“That’s right!”

Chu Yang nodded without hesitation.

He knew that although Wuming retired, he could pay attention to the world and there were few things he didn't know. Now that he saw his cultivation level, it would be natural to guess it.

Wuming nodded, "I killed too many people back then, which hurt the harmony of heaven and the martial arts world withered, so I couldn't retreat. The bandits were not all evil people, so stop at the right time, don't kill good people."

"I've been taught by the younger generation!"

Chu Yang nodded seriously.

"Your heart is calm, calm and not arrogant. What's even more rare is that you have reached the mid-stage state of innateness at the age of eleven or twelve. It is rare in the world and a martial arts genius." Wuming admired it very much, "You can imagine that the future world will surely spread your name. I hope you can calm your heart, do good deeds, strengthen the swordsmanship, and protect the world!"

Chu Yang stood up and bowed to Wuming, "I've written it down!"

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard opened and a young man in white walked in.

The age is similar to that of Chu Yang.

"Chen'er, come here, I'll introduce you to a senior brother!" Wuming waved, "This is a disciple of the Sword Saint, named Chu Yang, you can call it a senior brother. This is my disciple Jian Chen, you two know each other."

"I've seen my senior brother!"

Jian Chen bowed the sword and bowed.

"I've seen my junior brother!"

Chu Yang was not polite, and he also bowed his fists and then looked at the other party carefully. Although Jian Chen was young, he was full of heroic spirit, his eyes were full of wisdom and politeness. He had already had a gentlemanly style, which made him secretly praise him, what a Jian Chen.

Looking at the TV series, Jian Chen acts openly and uprightly, and has the nameless style. The only thing that is the slightest lack of character.

Thinking of this, Chu Yang took out a small jade box from his arms, opened it, and placed it in front of Wuming and said, "Senior, this is the greeting ceremony of my juniors."

"Blood Bodhi!" Wuming's eyes condensed, and then nodded, "At a young age, you dare to break into Lingyun Cave. Are you really brave? But have you met the Fire Kirin?"

Chu Yang smiled embarrassedly, "I met him and almost swallowed him. Fortunately, he ran out in time."

"You have a great fortune. Even if I meet you, I will not be sure to win. Don't act recklessly in the future!" Wuming said, "The blood Bodhi effect is extraordinary. It has no effect on me anymore. It has some effect of strengthening my foundation and cultivating my essence. I will accept it. Call me uncle in the future. Although I fight with Brother Dugu, I still appreciate each other!"

"Meet Uncle Master!"

Chu Yang was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed to salute. This was his main purpose.

"You can stay here, you two have a good exchange." Wuming said, taking out a blood bodhi from the box and walking out of the courtyard, leaving a voice, "Chen'er, you can put away the remaining three blood bodhis, you can take one to improve your skills. The remaining two are kept well, it is also a holy medicine for healing!"

"It's Master!" Jian Chen's eyes shining, but he stood still and did not move. He bowed to the direction where Wuming left, and then thanked Chu Yang, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"We brothers, don't be polite."

Chu Yang said with a smile.

Jian Chen also relaxed, scratched his head, and looked at Xue Bodhi with some hesitation.

"Junior brother, it tastes good, do you try it?"

Chu Yang instigated.

"Then, then I'll try it!" Jian Chen couldn't help but smell the fragrance of blood Bodhi, so he pinched one, and at the same time pushed the box in front of Chu Yang, "Senior brother, eat together!"

"What a cute little guy!" Chu Yang said in his heart, but shook his head, "I have eaten a lot, and eating it again is a waste."

"Then I'm not polite!"

Jian Chen did not hesitate and swallowed it in one mouthful, showing an intoxicating look. Then his expression froze and his face turned red.

"Body Bodhi has the effect of greatly improving the skills. Hurry up and sit cross-legged and run the skills!"

Chu Yang looked at him and quickly reminded him.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

At this time, Jian Chen did not forget to thank him, and then sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the medicinal power.

Suddenly, white mist appeared above his head, and his face became redder and redder.

"The skill is still a little low, and it is a bit difficult to refine the medicinal power!"

Chu Yang stood up, but did not help, but stared at him tightly. If Jian Chen really couldn't hold on, it wouldn't be too late to help him.

Gradually, Jian Chen stabilized and his aura began to surge wildly.

A faint sword intent rushed out of his head. Chu Yang felt carefully that although he was not as sharp as the Holy Spirit's sword technique, he was even more mysterious and strange.
Chapter completed!