But this answer is not inferior to the words "I will pour out all the rivers and seas, and I will drink the world's people." At least I can make me feel relieved.

"Yes, I asked."

"Hahaha, the sword ancestor can come. I have tried my best to spend my tenth-grade spiritual sword worth three thousand spirit crystals."

"Uh, then you were slaughtered by the whirlwind dragon slaying bully, brother!"

The five domains of preaching have their own music. The sword ancestor obviously cannot keep up with the times. I don’t know these, but I look at the eight masters and know:

"What is the picture?"

Then you are not smart enough, or have a bad memory...

Others may still think that this question is fine, but Bazun Anke still remembers the original words in "Sword Sutra: Introduction":

"I will list the 21st name of the sword and merge the true nature of the creation."

"The reason why later generations read swords and woods can understand the mystery, which shows the true self."

The inheritance of the Sword Ancestor can be learned from these two sentences.

Of course, I don’t see you to care about your well-being, but to look for the “truth of creation” you hid in the Sword 21 Middle School.

"After reincarnation, even the remaining will and memories were affected?"

"The spirit of the acquired ancestor of Void Island, but no matter what, at least remember that his mission is to find a successor, and not forget where the inheritance is placed and when it has to be taken out..."

Bazun An felt more and more that Xu Xiaoshou, a chess player, was competent.

If there was no such incisive reminder, at least this middle way would be difficult to turn around for a while.

“Clear your mind…”

Such thoughts came to my mind, and Bazun An felt a little funny.

How to say it, it can be considered as a difficult situation, and enjoyed the ease of the ten-person comrade of the Holy Spirit Temple without a brain.

Eight Zun Yi stretched out his hand and introduced it to the Sword Ancestor:

"Brother Hua, Hua Long Lantern."

"My friend has the same confusion as me, starting with the ancient swordsmanship and confined to the ancient swordsmanship."

"I promised him, gather together the famous sword twenty-one, call the sword ancestor, and ask the senior to give us guidance."

After a pause, he looked at Hua Changlan, continued the previous situation of discussing the truth without end, and asked questions one after another:

"Is these nine sword techniques, eighteen sword flows, and three thousand sword arts that enthrone the gods and call the ancestor roads, work or not?"

"Is this realm, two realms, better to practice everything, not to open the door in the world, or to practice the best, choose the worst, and eliminate them, and specialize in the first place?"

Another cum, Bazunan added another question to his own:

"I just heard the Sword Ancestor chanting the scriptures and said, "Ascend freely, freely, seek morality, and continue the previous enlightenment."

"Is this sword ancestor looking for this way that is higher than the way of the ancestor god?"

"So, can we interpret the more exquisite scenery behind the mysterious gate for our younger generations?"

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

"If not, can the Sword Ancestor leave a few warnings? The mountains are dangerous and obstructed, and if there is a help from a stick, I am very grateful."

Deadly serial questions!

The layman in the ancient swordsmanship may not understand it.

The Eight Masters knew this substitute, but they were all the most tricky and unsolvable questions in the way of practicing Taoism, regardless of the low or high level of the generals.

"Good question!"

Gou Wuyue held his breath and focused.

He was following the path of Mo's swordsmanship, and he was determined to move forward on the sword without desire, forgetting himself - the way out of the eyes of outsiders, and getting stuck in the slightest way.

He wanted to travel to the age of ancient sword cultivators and knock on the door before the sword ancestor's door to achieve enlightenment.

There was no such opportunity before.

There is no dream of the sword ancestor in my dreams.

Now, the Sword Ancestor has invited him out. What are the difficult and complicated problems that cannot be discussed in front of the founder of the Sword Doctrine?

"Wow..."

Before the sword ancestor could speak, the nine heavens of cherry blossoms were floating, and a few flowers were brought with them along with the wind and snow.

The cultivators in Lingyu Mountain had no way to detect it.

Even Gu Qingyi, Xiao Wanfeng, tears, etc. seemed to be completely invisible.

Gou Wuyue turned her head and looked at it.

Hua Changdeng looked sideways and alert.

The eight Zun An's face moved slightly.

"Hello—"

At the foot of Lingyu Mountain, the black chicken in his arms struggled twice. Yu Zhiwen stroked his hair on his temples and lowered his head:

"What a great holy?"

"Hehe!"

"What central? Central?"

"Hehe!"

"...You are stupid, you are stupid, you are a stupid chicken, a big fat stupid chicken."

Seeing that even so, Yu Zhiwen, Liu Fuyu and others couldn't find anyone. The black chicken hung her head lazily, changed to a more comfortable position, and then lay down in the warm and soft cradle and squinted her eyes and fell asleep.

Many comments suddenly flashed on the screen of the Five Domain Preaching:

"Ah!"

"Sword Immortal!"

Because of Lingyu Mountain, another ancient sword cultivator appeared.

It is the one among the six dragons among the new generation of Seven Sword Immortals, Hualai.

The flowers came to be dressed in red and green willows. After showing up, they bowed devoutly to the sword ancestor at the sky.

He bowed his hands high, bowed his waist long, and then knelt on his knees, bowed to him and bowed to him - the highest etiquette!

It should be noted that the four sons of the Burial Sword Tomb, known as the Sword Ancestor, had just bowed with fists before.

In today's era, where is there a real "personal communication"?

No one deserves this gift, right?

But after all, it is not unreasonable to understand that the five realms have to sigh:

"Sword Immortal is here, he is such a very polite sword Immortal who knows how to be grateful and is very polite..."

When flowers come to salute, they only stir up a wave in the five realms.

What could be seen in the field was without even looking at the flowers, staring at another uninvited guest who suddenly appeared at the sky.

It was a tall figure in white clothes, with peach blossoms in front of the slightly widened collar, a wine bag on the waist, a peach wood sword, a majestic and elegant style.

He looked at the figure in the sea of ​​swords, his eyes trembled, and two lines of hot tears were just looking at it, dripping from his eyes, opening his mouth to speak, but then he lost his voice.

As if he had noticed something, the sword ancestor turned around and glanced, he was lost for a moment. Even the eight masters had put aside the problems they knew about, muttering sounds, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.

The man in white trembled all over and his hands were arched high, and he was like a flower coming, trying to kneel down and bow to him.

The sword ancestor was also moved, looking at him deeply, silent for a long time.

"This is……"

Hua, Ba, Gou, each was stunned.

I thought for a long time, but no one remembered who this is.

It is clear that the man in white looked at it and his sword skills should not be inferior to the ancient sword cultivators in the audience.

Just as the few people were still thinking, the man in white was about to kneel down, an inappropriate roar sounded not far away:

"Brother Weiyang!"

"Senior Weiyang!"

"Save me, save me quickly!"

Weiyang...

Everyone in the five realms heard Master Shou’s voice.

Yes, he was also locked in the Sancai Sword Formation, in a world where the upper and lower ghost hands were imprisoned.

"What Weiyang?"
To be continued...