I took my senior sister out to relax and bickered with my sister to make my senior sister happy. When practicing sword techniques for the disciples of the Sword Sect, I deliberately showed some of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent and Liangyi Sword Intent...

In order to help the senior sister practice, Master Wang really put in great effort and made good efforts.

It was just that I accidentally revealed too much. Not only were the disciples of the Sword Sect being suppressed, but many elders who had wanted to hide in the hall and waited, could not help but come to watch. They all sighed a lot, and there were still a few people who had some understanding.

How could the Sword Sect miss such an opportunity?

The group of people surrounded Wang Sheng and the other two into the Sword Sect Hall, and Fei Lianzi immediately arranged to discuss with Wang Sheng.

Fei Lianzi and Wang Sheng were also friends for ages, and Wang Sheng was not easy to refuse, so he formally had a few formal competitions with Fei Lianzi and several elders in front of hundreds of disciples from the Sword Sect.

Looking back at that time, when Wang Sheng first entered the Sword Sect for the Seventy-two, he also continued to discuss with the elders of the Sword Sect. The elders used their own sword intent to temper Wang Sheng's sword intent.

That experience was very precious to Wang Sheng and greatly improved his understanding of kendo.

Now, Wang Sheng's cultivation level has surpassed the Sword Sect, and he has profound attainments in the Sword Skill of Heaven and the Sword Skill of Humans. When he competes with several Sword Sect elders, he can clearly find the flaws in the other party's sword posture and will also remind him intentionally.

The sword sect is a bit too important to control swordsmanship, and is a little negligent about the sword moves and swordsmanship that holds the sword.

The sword-control technique is used by fighting and injuring the enemy. To comprehend the sword art, you still need to practice the method of holding the sword, hold the sword, comprehend the sword, and then integrate into your own path.

The Sword Sect has several advanced sword techniques, such as "Qingfeng Hua Sun and Moon", which is actually the most top sword technique in the world of cultivation, but the elders of the Sword Sect did not have a deep understanding of this sword technique.

Mu Wanxuan and Wang Xiaomiao sat upright, looking at the figure that kept jumping in the hall that was only a few meters square, and admiring the mysterious, sharp, crisscrossing sword lights and sword shadows.

As the saying goes, an expert reads the tricks, while an outsider watches the fun.

The senior sister only thinks that when the junior brother uses the sword, it is even more "beautiful" than when he meditates;

Wang Xiaomiao just lamented that his brother was so powerful and was very casual when he set out his sword, which made him feel a little reluctant to think about the sword cultivation method...

Since it was a competition, Wang Sheng naturally would not deliberately defeat the elder of the Sword Sect, and he would always maintain a balance of power.

He wasn't here to play the house.

Later, Taoist Master Qinglong came forward in person to discuss with Wang Sheng.

As a senior of the master, he was willing to put down his figure and compete with Wang Sheng. This was not only to give benefits to the sword sect, but also because it was difficult to find opponents, and Taoist Qinglong was a little "skilled".

Wang Sheng should have declined, but he thought it would be good to let his senior sister feel the Nascent Soul Realm up close, so he agreed happily.

The two Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators wanted to compete, so they could not be in the narrow place of the hall. After Taoist Qinglong proposed, they went to the square in front of the hall and stood on two stone pillars.

The disciples of the Sword Sect looked at each other nervously. Although they knew that these two were just a competition, they were still looking forward to a battle between the two.

pity……

When comparing this aspect, it is impossible to see blood, and it is impossible to see blood in this life.

The two of them crossed their bodies, opened their swords in the air, and used the Ziwei Sky Sword to fight against the sun and the moon. The stars shook during the day, and the breeze came and the mountains and rivers suddenly appeared.

It is more intense and less sharp, but the principles of swordsmanship displayed in it have benefited a lot from the cultivators of the Sword Sect.

The head of the sect was old and came to Wang Sheng to compete with him, in fact, in order to reverse the trend of the sword sect's emphasis on sword control.

The sword-controlling technique is the handsome, but it is always a "law" and there will be certain limitations when fighting.

After a hundred moves, both sides stood up with their swords. Wang Sheng bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice, senior."

Taoist Master Qinglong smiled with his hands behind his back, his eyes mostly filled with emotion, and he swept over his junior brothers and sisters, disciples and grandchildren, and felt a little sigh in his heart.

"In another three or five years, who can beat the sword cultivator in the world?"

"Senior, I'm a little too proud of me," Wang Sheng replied a little embarrassedly.

This is not to be humble, but to think that a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm has nothing to be proud of...

At his current level, he put it in the endless starry sky, even in remote areas, he does not even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder for the immortal power.

It is barely just an intern cannon fodder, and it is not allowed to be labeled as a force, so as not to embarrass others' main force.

Looking at the young sword cultivator in front of him, Taoist Qinglong was also inspired to be fighting spirit and heroic in his heart. He laughed a few times, stepped on the sword and went to the back mountain, and immediately announced that he had begun to retreat. Don’t bother with the sect’s major affairs.

Wang Sheng's shout chased the head of the Sword Sect: "Senior! I want to pass on the sword-controlling technique to my sister!"

"That's it! Xiao Miao is an immortal. She can practice the skills of my Sword Sect, which is also the immortal's affirmation of my Sword Sect, hahahaha!"

Taoist Master Qinglong laughed twice, his figure sank into the back mountain, and disappeared from now on.

In a place where the monks could not see, the old Taoist took a breath, and the sword in his hand was blown to pieces with a "ping-top" sound. Taoist Qinglong looked down at his right hand, and his right hand was trembling slightly.

"Feiyu only used a few more strength... Hiss, this Ziwei Tianjian is really powerful. Feiyu's attainment in this Ziwei Tianjian is probably far beyond Taoist Master Buyan."

Taoist Qinglong sighed, but instead showed a little satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth. He was stunned for a moment when he was often used to retreat, and walked in with his hands behind his back.

A group of elders of the Sword Sect were afraid that Wang Sheng would leave, so several female elders walked forward to accompany Wang Xiaomiao and his senior sister, and Fei Lianzi even pulled Wang Sheng into the Sword Sect Master's Hall.

At this moment, the elders were busy asking their disciples to go to the hotel at the foot of the mountain to order food. Some elders even opened the liquor they had hidden for more than ten years, saying that they wanted to continue to compete with Wang Sheng for alcohol...

In recent years, the "Immortal Banquet" in the Taoist world has been prevalent, and it is often drunk for a few days and nights.

In other words, if a practitioner has a Taoist 'protecting the liver and having the Tao', he will be replaced by an ordinary person, and after a fairy feast, half of his life will be taken in.

Wang Xiaomiao, who was ready to kowtow on the way to seek skills, was already shocked by his brother's series of operations...

Originally, the brother and sister had something to ask for, so her brother had a few questions with several elders and beat the head of the sect to retreat in the back mountain. She obtained the patent right to use the "Sword-controlling Technique"!

Then the Sword Sect also wanted to take his brother to drink and go to the banquet. At the banquet, a group of sword cultivators who were not very good at speaking flatteringly praised her, a young monk.

This scene is much more comfortable than when I was taken by my parents during the Chinese New Year!

This experience made Wang Xiaomiao understand why Shi Qianzhang and Liu Yunzhi like to go out with their brother...

There is no wind or no slurry, it all depends on brothers!

...

The banquet lasted for half a day, and when the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the elders of the Sword Sect went back to rest.

Fei Lianzi, who had enough wine and meals, took Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan and Wang Xiaomiao to Dajian Mountain at night. His two disciples who were familiar with Wang Sheng were also accompanying each other, wearing paper-paste lanterns on both sides, and always felt like traveling through time.

While walking around, the group of six people arrived at the sword tomb. Wang Sheng took the opportunity to tell Wang Xiaomiaoyan about the origin of the sword tomb, and Wang Xiaomiao also felt a lot of emotion.

Then, Wang Sheng remembered something, walked to the edge of the broken swords, took a pot of wine, and squatted down slowly.

"Xiao Miao, come here."

"Oh," Wang Xiaomiao walked over obediently, and Mu Wanxuan also stood behind Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng said: "Do you know who the original owners of these swords were?"

Wang Xiaomiao shook her head gently.

"A hundred years ago, Sakurajima's country was in chaos in my old days, and it was intended to invade our territory. Countless heroes went to various places.

At that time, the vitality of heaven and earth had not yet recovered, and the cultivation techniques were just towers in the air; the Daocheng of the Sword Sect left behind a few older generations, and the younger generation who could take the swords went down the mountain to fight against the guns and cannons of the Sakurajima invaders. In the end, only these few broken swords returned here.

In that era, there were too many people who died or injured.”

Wang Sheng sprinkled the wine and sighed, "I remember you asked me before, why do you all hate the cultivation world of Sakurajima Country so much.

That's because many Taoist masters are very close to that era and can understand the pain at that time.

Our monks disdained to attack those mortals, so they would always be unable to overcome the cultivation world of Sakurajima Kingdom, and some hatreds could not be forgotten."

"Brother, we have that history in our textbook..."

Wang Xiaomiao replied in a low voice, and Mu Wanxuan was also thinking.

Fei Lianzi watched this scene from the side, as if the words he said to Wang Sheng were in front of him again.

"Now we can't say that we have revenge and blood hatred, but we have also returned the humiliation of that year to Sakurajima. These seniors can be more relieved if they know about it.

But these are still not enough. After a while, I will go to Sakurajima Country to shatter their newly rising hope.

All I can do for these seniors is this."

Wang Sheng slowly stood up, looked at his sister and senior sister, relieved his emotions, and showed his gentle smile on weekdays.

The gentle mountain breeze also diluted the little sad atmosphere.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Senior Array Spirit. Although you can't get into Jian Twelve, it's good to put on incense sticks outside to worship."

With a sneer, Zi Ling, who was lying on the lantern next to her, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled.

Fei Lianzi was also a little helpless, "Faiyu, you should respect the matchmaking senior. The matchmaking senior has not gone there, so why are you paying homage?"

"Just kidding," Wang Sheng remembered the 'happy time' in Sword 72, and his smile became stronger.

However, when Wang Sheng and his friends walked to the mountain wall of "Sword Seventy-Two", when Wang Sheng and his senior sister and younger sister bowed together, the spiritless sword on their backs let out a light sound and unsheathed half an inch.

"Uh, Yaoyun, are you awake?" Wang Sheng asked subconsciously.

Fei Lianzi and his two apprentices were also stunned, but then they saw the fairy light slowly condensed on Wang Sheng's shoulders. The three-inch-high fairy appeared again after more than nine months.

‘Get in and take a look, there is a sword here, which seems to be an old friend’s aura.’

Wang Sheng hurriedly said, "I can't get in. This is the place of trial for the Sword Sect, with formations to protect it."

‘Isn’t it better to break the formation?’

Yao Yun said the wind was light and cloudy, but Taoist Wang could only smile bitterly.
Chapter completed!