There are almost three thousand cultivators in Lingkong Pavilion; but there are very few personal disciples from Master Kunjun's lineage.

The only disciple of Master Kunjun before him was the young disciple who accepted a disciple for him; of course, this is also related to Master Kunjun's character who would rather be insignificant than be insignificant.

Lingkong Pavilion practices sword techniques, also known as "Magic Sword".

Jian Wuji stood in the attic of Lingkong Pavilion, gently stroked the sword named "No Fear Shura" in his hand. This sword ranks third among the million swords of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect.

Wuwei Shura has very powerful power. Of course, the stronger his ability, the greater the price his master paid; Jian Wuji is Wuwei Shura's third master, and its first two masters died of misfortune, so this knife is called "Ominous Blade".

According to legend, there is an evil sword spirit inside this sword, which can erode people's thoughts; therefore, only those who hold the sword can control this sword with a stronger will than the sword spirit, otherwise they will eventually be swallowed and die of a bad life; but unfortunately, the masters of all generations who are not afraid of Shura were unable to control this sword.

The first master of Wuyan Shura was Cao Wei, a great sword immortal who was famous all over the world. Cao Wei's final fate was to be swallowed by Wuyan Shura and die in the inner demon robbery. His second master was an ordinary monk from the Nine Heavens Sword Sect. After he picked up this sword in the wilderness, he became the Great Sword Sect of Han in just one hundred years. But in the end he was also swallowed by this sword. When he died, he was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his body was covered with dense and small holes.

When Jian Wuji got the sword, Master Kunjun sighed and felt complicated. His first three disciples all died of life. Now this little disciple has taken Shura again. Could it be that he really has the "despair of the disciple"?

"Wuji! Otherwise, you should change the sword. The first two masters of this sword died of unlawful death. It is ominous..."

Jian Wuji replied: "That's because they are incompetent."

The southern border is poor and the mountains and rivers are everywhere, and all monsters are able to survive. Jian Wuji doesn’t believe that he will be defeated by a sword!

When the evening breeze blew, Jian Wuji looked at Buyan Shura's dark and slender sword body, and said lightly to Buyan Shura: "For the rest of his life, please give me more advice."

A pure-looking girl squatted beside Jian Wuji, and she said, "Uncle Master, what are you talking to yourself?"

The girl's name is Gu Yina, with a goose face and a fat baby fat face; she is the apprentice of Jian Wuji's dead third senior brother, and now she is Jian Wuji's junior nephew.

"Why are you following me?" Jian Wuji looked ahead and asked.

Gu Yina is older than Jian Wuji, but she is far less mature than Jian Wuji's mind when she lives in the flower room. Gu Yina looked at Jian Wuji's side face and answered innocently: "Because you are my uncle."

"But we have never met each other; I don't want to know you."

Gu Yina said, "I like you, uncle."

"I don't like women, I only like the sword in my hand!" Jian Wuji flashed and disappeared into the night, leaving only Jian Wuji's cold echo in the air, "Don't follow me in the future."

Gu Yina stood up, looked at the direction where Jian Wuji disappeared, stomped her feet, and cursed: "Bastard, fool, fool..."

A year ago, when Gu Yina first saw Jian Wuji, she fell in love with this uncle with expressionless face, dead fish eyes, and not very good-looking.

Gu Yina didn't know where Jian Wuji was, but she just liked her; Gu Yina felt that it was so unreasonable to like someone.

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Sword Spirit Pavilion.

The cultivators in the Sword Spirit Pavilion can make the sword produce souls. The early stage of this sword soul is not very intelligent, but as the host's cultivation deepens, the spiritual intelligence and cultivation will become stronger and stronger.

It has been a year since Li Quege joined the Nine Heavens Sword Sect. He spent most of his time practicing and never left the school.

That day, Zhang San came to Li Quege's room. He looked at the junior brother sitting cross-legged on the ground. He sighed and asked, "Can't you sense the sword spirit yet?"

Li Quege nodded.

Ordinary cultivators in Jianling Pavilion can sense each other with the sword within half a year, thus deriveing ​​the sword spirit; Li Quege is extremely talented, but it has been almost a year since he has not sensed the existence of the sword spirit.

Some people are suitable for practicing swordsmanship, some are suitable for practicing swordsmanship, and some are suitable for practicing swordsmanship. So it is obvious that Li Quege is not suitable for practicing sword spirits.

Zhang San sighed: "Maybe I was wrong..."

Li Quege shook his head, "It's all the decisive! I won't blame my senior brother."

Zhang San looked at the young man who was taking disciples on behalf of the master and taking part in front of him, and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak. He patted Li Quege on the shoulder, shook his head, and left the room.

Li Quege stood up and saw him off, and a sword hung around the boy's waist.

This sword, called "Tianshu", is an authoritative sword that symbolizes the identity of the Lord of the Sword Ling Pavilion!

Looking at Zhang San's back, Li Quege glanced at Tianshu Sword.

"Why? Why can't I sense the sword spirit?" Li Quege was full of blame. Senior Brother Zhang San believed in himself so much! He trained himself as the heir of the Sword Spirit Pavilion; and also passed the Tianshu Sword to himself, "Why can't I sense the sword spirit!"

Li Quege sat cross-legged on the ground and once again used the sword spirit-calling technique.

A breeze blew, and the oil lamp in the room suddenly shook.

When Li Quege was in a state of confusion, he forced his spirit-calling technique, which caused him to be anxious and a trace of blood left on the corner of his mouth, and he fainted on the ground.

A dream of thousands of years, in the blink of an eye, the past is like water and smoke. The song ends, and people also disperse. It has been a thousand years since the old dream woke up.

Li Quege had a long dream...

In the dream, he and a girl were childhood sweethearts, and they were young...

In his dream, he practiced swords. The woman stood behind him with an umbrella and looked at him calmly...

In his dream, he stood between heaven and earth with a sword in his hand, standing upright, and calmly facing countless enemies. His left index finger and middle finger merged, gently stroked the sword body, and slowly raised his right hand to swing a sword. A sword light turned into a sword rain all over the sky, sprinkled in the crowd, and instantly wiped the enemy.

In the dream, he and the woman with a calm expression joined hands to see all the mountains and rivers and the scenery on earth...

In the dream, he and the woman were intimate and depended on each other.

...

Li Quege's dream is very long. This dream is about the woman; if there is her own place in the dream, there is the woman.

At the end of the dream, he was bleeding from his eyes and half kneeling on the ground, holding the woman. The woman was dead. He whistled to the sky: "Going up to the blue sky, falling down to the yellow spring, even if it overturns the entire cloud and sky realm, I will find you back!" He only saw a long sword falling from the sky, and the soldiers untied it. He turned into countless white lights and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Re-cultivating for nine generations is just for the first encounter in the world.

Wake up from the dream...

Li Quege's eyes were wet, and the ancestor of the family once criticized him for his orders, saying that he was the Golden Immortal Eat Chen and was able to rebuild it.

Suddenly, Li Quege felt a sword energy behind him; looking back, he could see a beautiful sword spirit walking towards him.

The sword spirit is very similar to the woman in the dream, "master".

Li Quege looked at the sword spirit with a calm expression and asked, "Sword Spirit, who are you?"

Jian Ling looked at Li Quege, and the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had known each other for tens of millions of years.

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Jiyang Sect, Flame Mountain.

The entire Flame Mountain was wrapped in flames. Wang Laohu was wearing a short black coat and stood on the peak of the raging fire; the gale of wind was blowing on Wang Laohu's tall body, just like the sea, sky and clouds steaming, and the fire of heaven and earth.

Wang Laohu carried flames as he sniffed in his breath; he looked at Qu Lanling wearing shorts in front of him, with a gentle look.

The girl's pretty and petite face was fisting "huh haha", her head full of blue hair fluttered in the wind, and the girl's cheeks left a drop of sweat, and the sweat wet the girl's blue hair on her temples.

Wang Laohu waved to Qu Lanling and said, "Lanling, come here."

The girl finished work and walked towards Wang Laohu with a tired face.

"Do you feel very tired?" Wang Laohu asked.

Qu Lanling nodded, Wang Laohu smiled slightly with a stiff face and said, "Do you know why?"

Qu Lanling looked at Wang Laohu simply, looking puzzled, "Master, why?"

Wang Laohu said: "Your water spirit root is not suitable for practicing the Jiyang Sect's martial arts, so you can only achieve half the result with twice the effort."

Qu Lanling asked worriedly: "What should I do?"

Wang Laohu said: "The Lotus Peak of Canglong Sect has rich water spiritual power, which is the most suitable place for you; I am a friend of the sect leader of Canglong Sect, so I am going to send you to Canglong Sect to practice."

Qu Lanling lowered his head and said, "Master, I don't want to leave Jiyang Sect."

Wang Laohu smiled, "You are afraid of strangers."

The girl shook her head stubbornly and said, "I can't bear to leave my master and senior brother."

"After the late autumn next year, the Nine Heavens Sword Sect will hold a swordsmanship, and the teacher will receive invitations. If you go to the Canglong Sect, I will take you to see the boy named Li Changan."

The girl curled her lips and said, "Since the master wants me to go to Canglong Sect, I will go; I didn't go to Canglong Sect to meet Brother Chang'an. Master, don't think about it."

Wang Laohu laughed and nodded; he took out a secret book from his arms and handed it to the girl, "This secret book is one of the two secret scripts of my Jiyang Sect. You can keep this item and study it slowly."

The girl took the secret book handed over by Wang Laohu, "Why haven't I heard from my master?"

Wang Laohu instructed: "These Junji Kui Water Shui Jue and the Tianyang True Fire Jue are the supreme secret scripts of my Jiyang Sect. According to the ancestors, the two can be transformed into a rainbow and ascend! After you go to the Canglong Sect, you cannot leave the homework of the Tianyang True Fire Jue, you can't leave it behind."

The girl nodded and said "Yes".
Chapter completed!