The female cultivator looked miserable at this time. Her silver hair was messy, her robe and face were stained with blood, and there was a penetrating wound in her abdomen that was full of flesh and blood.

The look on Liuli's pretty face was panicked and pitiful, and it was hard not to feel sympathy for her.

But the next moment, the sword light flashed.

Liuli's face and body were split into two!

Jiang Yun's eyes widened and she looked blankly at Jian Sansan who swung the sword.

Zuo Yu and Su Dai's brows also twitched. They did not expect such a change to happen. When they were hesitating whether to take action, they were stopped by An Le's eyes.

Jian Sansan said angrily: "A phantom, dare to disturb me and persuade people to learn swordsmanship?"

He looked at Anle again, and asked eagerly like a licking dog: "Friend Daoist An, let's learn it. Anyway, there will be no loss."

On the other side, "Liu Li"'s body was indeed cut open by the sword light, but strangely, no blood flowed out of her body. Her beautiful eyes widened with sadness and gradually disappeared into the air.

"Is she just an illusion?"

Hong Yingxue suddenly woke up and was very surprised: "But why is it so realistic that even I was fooled?"

Not only her, Su Dai and others also didn't realize that "Liu Li" was an illusion, and even Zuo Yu was deceived.

Anle was inexplicably alert and aware of something unusual.

He frowned: "There seems to be a force affecting our thinking."

The previous call of "Lan Ruyu" was also the same, but "Liu Li" used a different trick and was more realistic.

On the other hand, Jian Sansan, although he seemed unreliable, saw through the illusion at the first time, and everyone looked up to him because of this.

"If you haven't cultivated your sword heart and you don't have the taste for swords, you will naturally be deceived by her."

Noticing their gazes, Jian Sansan began to ramble again: "Fellow Daoist An is different from you, he is the same type as me, so if you want to train your mind, you must first learn swordsmanship. These words are not unreasonable...

"

An Le was a little overwhelmed by his thoughts, but he still forced himself to calm down and analyze the current situation.

"Whether it's Lan Ruyu's temptation or Liuli's plea for help, the purpose is very clear, which is to trick us into this tomb."

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"In this case, no matter what happens next, as long as we don't enter the tomb, it will be fine."

After understanding this, Anle's thoughts became clear. He could wait until two o'clock in the morning to explore the fairy tomb in the deduction. If it was too dangerous, he could wait quietly until dawn before leaving this cave.

Jian Sansan nodded in agreement: "Fellow Daoist An is right!"

"Anyway, I am idle now, why not learn two swords, maybe it will be useful!"

Anle really couldn't understand why Jian Sansan was so concerned about promoting kendo to him, but he was indeed annoyed by Jian Sansan's thoughts, so he happened to have nothing to do at the moment, so he said.

"Since fellow swordsmen have said so, let's learn it."

"But let me tell you in advance that I know nothing about swordsmanship, and I have no foundation in swordsmanship. I have only seen some common swordsmanship."

Anle's understanding of swordsmanship was limited to the swordsmanship used by people in the Tai Tai Dynasty. With his [Martial God's] eyesight, he could easily see that these swordsmanship was full of flaws. Learning it was useless. It was worse than

One punch and it's immediate and satisfying.

He used the evil sword to kill the immortal before, and the giant sword turned into the town center stone did not use any sword skills at all. He just relied solely on himself and the power of the sword itself to fight.

The former "Six Meridians Divine Sword" was just named out of Anle's bad taste.

However, Jian Sansan didn't care about this at all, but said with bright eyes: "It's okay, it's okay, I can smell it, you are a natural swordsman!"

"As long as you are willing to learn, everything is easy to talk about."

"First, you need a sword."

The center on An Le's index finger immediately turned into countless small squares, reconstructed into a long sword of just the right size, and fell into his palm.

This sword feels warm and moist, not like something made of gold or iron.

If you look closely, you will see that it is actually a smaller version of the sword that Anle held when he turned into a giant. It is far less gorgeous and exquisite than some monks' flying swords, and it does not have the dazzling light. It looks simple and unpretentious, but it is definitely hard enough. The sword

A cold light flashed on the front.

Seeing this long sword, Jian Sansan was startled, and then exclaimed: "What a great sword! What a great sword!"

"I haven't seen such a good sword for a long time."

He was obviously tempted, and looked back at his chaff sword not far away, and sighed silently.

"And, it turns out it's you."

Jian Sansan stared at Anle with burning eyes: "That sword light last night was you!"

He lowered his head again and said to himself: "However, that sword is not just for you, there are many people..."

Anle was a little surprised. He could discover these things just by seeing Yangyang. This person's acuity in swords is really exaggerated.

He thought to himself: "Is this the so-called sword fanatic?"

Anle neither denied nor affirmed, but looked at the ancient book in Jian Sansan's arms and asked: "Now that I have the sword, how should I learn the sword? Is it possible to start practicing according to these sword manuals?"

Jian Sansan shook his head and opened the sword manual for him to take a look at. Anle discovered that the covers were old and looked very good. There were also books with words like "Zhuxie Sword Manual" and "Juechen Sword Technique" written on them.

Shockingly, there wasn't even a word in it, it was just meant to bluff people.

"What age has it been? How is it possible that you are still using traditional sword manuals to pass down swords?"

"But senior brother said that the sense of ritual is very important, and maybe someone will take the bait... ahem, are you tempted?"

Hong Yingxue whispered in Anle's ear: "Is this guy really reliable?"

Anle also looked strange, but still asked humbly: "So, how do fellow Taoists want to pass on the sword?"

Jian Sansan didn't show off, and said directly: "Junior Brother Qin Li's sword diagram should be on fellow Taoist, right?"

Anle raised an eyebrow, but still took out the picture scroll from the storage bag.

"Sword map, open!"

Jian Sansan shouted softly, and the picture scroll flew out of Anle's hand and unfolded in front of everyone's eyes.

The moment it unfolded, a sword intent shot out into the sky and turned into thousands of divine lights, making it almost impossible for everyone to look directly at it!

For some reason, Anle was able to see the pictures on the sword diagram through the light.

In fact, there is nothing on this sword picture, just a blank picture scroll, but in Anle's perception, there are several sword marks on it.

There is a monstrous sword intent left in the sword marks. Ordinary monks will feel their eyes stinging just by looking at it, it is extremely sharp!

Jiang Yun exclaimed in a low voice: "What a powerful sword intention!"

"Much better than several senior sword cultivators in my clan, and worthy of the Heavenly Sword Palace."

Anle was also a little frightened: "The sword cultivator who left these sword marks must have touched the realm of swordsmanship!"

"But Qin Li gave such a powerful sword picture to me casually?"

Jian Sansan saw the surprise on his face and said with a proud smile: "Hey, my junior brother is actually very smart. He must have seen that you are destined to my Heavenly Sword Palace, so he found some excuse to give this sword picture to you.

you."

"When you open the book and take a look, you will realize the beauty of swordsmanship, and then go to him to observe other sword drawings. This time you go back and forth, and your fate will become deeper."

Jian Sansan shook his head again: "Unfortunately, he is still not smart enough to smell the sword smell on your body. How can he satisfy you with this level of sword intent?"

Anle's heart skipped a beat. When he looked at these sword marks, apart from his initial surprise, he felt that they were not subtle enough, as if they were missing something.

But the problem is, he has never learned swordsmanship at all, so why can he see this?

Anle wondered: "Is it possible... that I am really a genius at practicing swords?"

At this time, Jian Sansan looked around, his sharp sword-like eyes sweeping over the sacred tree platform and beyond.

Many monks were secretly looking at the sword diagram hanging in mid-air, trying to understand the meaning of the sword. At this moment, when Jian Sansan's gaze swept over them, their hearts could not help but jump, and there was a slight chill behind them.

Jian Sansan said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, I know that you are peeking at the sword map of my Tianjian Palace. Don't worry, I have no intention of stopping you."

"I wish that everyone in the world would become sword cultivators. In this way, the way of swordsmanship would become more and more exquisite. But I am going to open the seal of this sword diagram. If people who are not skilled enough in swordsmanship come to see it, their lives will be ruined!

"

"That's all I've said, please do your own thing!"

When Su Dai and others heard this, they silently looked away and stopped looking.

The next moment, the tip of Jian Sansan's sword touched the sword diagram lightly.

bite!

An extremely crisp chiming sound sounded. Stimulated by the sword intention of Jian San San, the sword diagram suddenly lit up with a more brilliant brilliance. Countless sword energy rolled out, raging around the sword diagram, almost filling the nearby space.

There are also mysterious Taoist sounds that echo, which are full of temptation for the monks.

Although Jian Sansan has issued a warning, there are still many people among the bystanders who do not believe in this evil.

An old man sneered and said: "He just said that deliberately because he was afraid that we would lose our knowledge of swordsmanship. I want to see what is in this sword diagram?"

Another sword cultivator holding a sword looked greedy and murmured to himself: "This is the sword passed down from the Heavenly Sword Palace, how could I miss it?"
To be continued...