"But Wuming, who is known as the Heavenly Sword?"
Zhang Sanfeng nodded, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"It is this person who was a new swordsman when Wuming was young. At a young age, he wiped out ten sects in the world in one battle, which caused a great setback to the martial arts community in the Central Plains."
"Subsequently, the foreign tribes from the north invaded and the army could not resist. This man held the sword and guarded the country's gate alone to block the foreign invasion."
Zhou Xuanxin nodded.
"Although the morality of the world has been compromised for the sake of fame, by guarding the country alone, it has preserved the great national integrity."
"But, after all, this happened when he was young. This person later fought with evil spirits one after another and was seriously injured. He has only been able to maintain his power for many years."
"However, the Heavenly Sword has no name, it is crippled but not useless. In the end, when all its power was exhausted, it understood the secret of the sword."
Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in Zhou Xuanxin's eyes, and he understood in his heart that that one move of the secret of swordsmanship was the return of ten thousand swords to the sect.
And Wu Ming was also the Heavenly Swordsman who taught Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng the art of martial arts. He was said to be able to play the erhu when full of blood, and the remaining blood was everywhere.
In this world of comprehensive martial arts, all the great masters of swordsmanship in the world have a Western position, including this Chinese Pavilion Heavenly Sword that spans across China.
However, nothing seems to have changed the trajectory.
Wuming regained his fighting spirit with the epiphany of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, reshaped the way of swordsmanship, and returned to the realm of Grand Master again.
But after he came out of the mountain, he discovered that he had caused a blood feud among the ten sects, and he finally got revenge on his wife.
Angry and returned to the world.
When a top-notch combat power like the Grand Master appears again, everyone thinks that he is here to take revenge on his wife.
And the fact seems to be as everyone guessed.
In just two days, the Heavenly Sword had already passed through the Qingcheng and Longhu sects.
In one fell swoop, he defeated the masters of swordsmanship one by one, causing all the disciples in the sect to lose their Taoism and their realm.
Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh when he mentioned this.
"If Qi Xuanzhen from Longhu Mountain is still in the sect, these two people may still have a fight, but now, there is no suspense at all."
Wuming then used Qianli Yujian, radiated sword energy to the west, and nailed it to the gate of the target sect!
Zhou Xuanxin and Zhang Sanfeng returned to Wudang overnight.
In Zhenwu Hall, an invisible sword energy has been lying on the statue of Emperor Zhenwu for several days.
However, the Seven Heroes of Wudang worked together and went through many twists and turns, but they were unable to shake the Nine Heavens Sword Qi.
Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly and said.
"Even if you reach the realm of Heavenly Sword, you will still be unable to escape the hatred of the world."
"otherwise."
Zhou Xuanxin said suddenly.
"The Heavenly Sword cultivation level is unique among ten thousand. If Wuming can achieve this level and return to the Grand Master, he must have rebuilt the sword's heart by himself and will never be limited by the hatred of one family."
"There must be a reason for such a stir in the world."
After Zhou Xuanxin finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng also nodded slightly.
"Young friend, you can see this level, it seems like I know Heavenly Sword better than the old Taoist priest."
Zhou Xuanxin smiled and continued.
"When it comes to the combat power of the Heavenly Sword, let alone seeking revenge for his wife, it is really murderous. It is not difficult to cause a bloody storm in the Central Plains. At this moment, thousands of miles away with the sword, demonstrating against the various sects in the Central Plains, and His previous behavior was very inconsistent.”
"Therefore, I think there must be something that even Wuming finds difficult, forcing him to re-evaluate the overall combat strength of Jianghu, forcing him to visit Jianghu again and select masters to withstand the crisis."
It was a coincidence that after Zhou Xuanxin said these words, the sword energy on the Zhenwu Palace that was originally as solid as gold and stone swayed slightly.
The sword intention of the Heavenly Sword seems to be echoed from afar as Zhou Xuanxin said.
Immediately it turned into a halo of light and dissipated.
Only a very deep sword mark remained on the wall.
But this matter will ultimately need to be discussed with Tianjian Wuming in person.
At the moment, everyone in Wudang only knew that the Heavenly Sword was coming, so they had to practice diligently to prevent Wuming from actually having evil intentions.
As for Zhou Xuanxin, it is better to do less than to do more.
After explaining the interests to everyone, he returned to the Taoist Pavilion.
Continue to read books and understand Taoism, and practice Qigong and exercises.
It seemed that the situation was changing before his eyes, and he was just a spectator.
Naturally, Zhang Sanfeng was not afraid of the power of the Heavenly Sword, but he thought that the crisis that could make the Grand Master afraid was by no means a trivial matter.
Therefore, it didn't take long for him to enter the seclusion and sit still, no longer asking about the secular affairs of the religion.
Another half month passed in a hurry.
In the Wudang Mountains, a white figure spreads across the forest like a wind, leaping and galloping in the forest like a bird.
It was so fast that it almost turned into an afterimage, leaving no trace behind.
Following the boy's clear whistle, the figure instantly transformed into seven, walking in different directions.
Each uses a set of exquisite martial arts, which are absolutely different, but are connected with each other.
They complement each other and benefit each other, move forward and retreat freely, and cooperate with each other seamlessly, which is more powerful than the combined power of seven people.
In a daze, I saw seven figures each stirring up a ripple that broke through the sky, and their strength was also seven different.
In the end, the seven people merged into one body, and it was none other than Zhou Xuanxin.
In the palm of the young man's hand, a clear light shimmered faintly, and he shot it out from the air, with a power that overflowed to the top of Ten Thousand Ren!
In a matter of half a month, Zhou Xuan had already understood in his mind the Seven Cutting Skills of Zhenwu that he had previously comprehended.
Coupled with Lingxu's unpredictable body skills, he can even transform into seven shadows and use the power of one person to perform the seven-section formation of Zhenwu.
However, based on his current level of cultivation, the formation he has set up is comparable to that of the top masters of the Sixty West.
Such power is comparable to that of a great master.
Zhou Xuanxin doesn't care about the ordinary top masters.
He slowly withdrew his power, and the breath in his body calmed down again.
In the past half month, Zhou Xuanxin has been reading it with great concentration, and has learned a lot. It is only a task of 3,600 volumes, and it is really not a short-term achievement.
To complete it, even with the rich collection of books of the Wudang Sect, it would take me a year to reach the target.
But before that, the continuous improvement of martial arts requires unremitting efforts.
After all, what the system gives is unique help.
Which step you can reach in the end still depends on your own destiny.
He sat cross-legged silently, and with a flash of consciousness, he came to the Emperor Garden Sword World again.
In an instant, spiritual energy was abundant and sword energy soared to the sky.
In the Spirit Gathering Pond, the water is misty, and beside the ancient trees, there is even more sword energy surrounding it.
The two heavenly and earthly treasures almost have a jade color.
During this period of time, Zhou Xuanxin deliberately only practiced physical martial arts, and never used his vitality to strengthen his meridians.
It is to allow the meridians in the body to recuperate and prepare to receive a purer Yuanling breath in the Emperor Garden Sword World.
In an instant, spiritual energy entered the body, and another wave of heartbeat surged.
Only this time, Zhou Xuanxin was already used to the surge of internal energy in his body.
Hundreds of rivers flow from the east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
And within his Dantian is where this billowing mighty energy returns.
In just a moment, the aura in the Gathering Spirit Pond was gone and turned into a clear pool of water again.
There was also a little bit of sword light beside the ancient trees.
On the contrary, Zhou Xuanxin had once again achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation.
Finally crossed the threshold of the ultimate mid-level, and then reached the ultimate peak combat power!
However, this time, although it is the ultimate peak, it is different from the previous stage and the next stage of practice.
At the top is the Grand Master.
But this time, there seems to be a huge chasm between the top and the great master.
No wonder people in the past said that it is not easy for warriors in the world to reach the level of Jiji.
And being able to reach the top is even more outstanding among people.
As for the realm of Grand Master, many top masters will never see it in their lifetime.
At this moment, several birds chirping rang through my ears.
