In recent days, the rivers and lakes have been eerily quiet.
The previously so loud and powerful Zhonghua Pavilion Heavenly Sword Wuming seemed to have stopped moving after Zhou Xuanxin’s words.
But after all, there must be a reason for a great master-level kendo master to come out.
Although the Wudang Sect has Zhang Sanfeng in charge, they are not afraid, but after all, the Wudang Seven Heroes still need experience, so the entire sect does not dare to relax.
Since the day when the Heavenly Sword's sword intent struck, Zhang Sanfeng had gone into seclusion and wandered around in Taixu.
Then, the Seven Heroes of Wudang also practiced their martial arts.
Only another disciple under the Seven Heroes, named Wang Chonglou, was pushed out to take charge of the secular affairs of the sect.
And this person can also be called a rising star in Wudang.
It is said that this man was young and had made great achievements in practicing Dahuang Ting.
At this moment, inside the Sutra Pavilion.
When Zhou Xuan's mind was spinning, he came to the Emperor Garden Sword Realm in a daze.
Three days ago, when he was swimming there, he had discovered that in addition to the prosperity of spiritual energy in the sword world, the passage of time was different from the outside world.
It is an excellent place to study behind closed doors.
In just a moment, Zhou Xuanxin built a square of stone tables and chairs in the sword world, and lit up bursts of sandalwood, making it look like an elegant study.
The breeze floats, swaying the branches of ancient trees, and the water of the Juling Pond ripples.
All things are in one house, perfectly formed by nature.
It is not only the scenery in the sword world at this moment, but also the embodiment of Zhou Xuanxin's state at this moment.
At this moment, as his cultivation becomes deeper and deeper, he exudes an outstanding Taoist charm from the inside out.
The whole person looks more and more like a worldly person, with a certain air of Taoism and immortality. Looking carefully, he is not as cliched as a young man from aristocratic family, but has some aura of great simplicity.
He slowly put down the volume of the collection in his hand, chewing and savoring it in his mind, absorbing the mysteries in it calmly.
After reading all 3,600 volumes of scriptures in the Sword Realm, in addition to gaining a deeper understanding of the mysterious meaning in my mind, my energy accumulation in my body became thicker and thicker.
After half a day passed, Zhou Xuan thought to himself that he seemed to have spent a year in the sword world.
But in the outside world, it only lasts a few months.
After a while, he finished comprehending everything he read today, and finally completed this stage of the system task.
At this time, the familiar system prompt sounded in my mind again.
【Congratulations to the host, you have successfully comprehended 3,600 volumes of scriptures】
【I have obtained a spiritual object deduction card, a Shennong alchemy cauldron, a King Yu forging a gold furnace, and a peach wood sword】
【System tasks for the next stage: reviewing five thousand volumes】
Zhou Xuanxin did not immediately investigate the reward, only because the sound of bells and chimes could be heard from the horizon.
That was the signal for the Wudang Sect to call on its disciples to assemble.
When I was wandering around the sword world, the sounds from the outside world were like flying from the sky.
He collected his consciousness and returned to reality.
Xiaoqing's head hung heavily beside her and rested on his shoulder. It was obvious that she had been asleep for many days.
But Zhou Xuanxin spent this time in Wudang Mountain every day, catching insects for it to eat, and injecting vitality into its body every day.
Therefore, Xiaoqing has been growing very fast. His feathers are as moist as brocade, his white spots are like snow, and his green feathers are as green as jade.
The tail feathers are becoming more and more slender and gorgeous, and there are faintly splendid patterns.
As Zhou Xuanxin's body swayed slightly, Xiao Qing grunted in dissatisfaction.
He opened his eyes sleepily.
At this moment, the heavy sound of bells resounded through the top of Wudang Mountain.
Obviously, these early warnings indicate that what happened today is anything but ordinary.
Zhou Xuanxin looked out through the window.
I saw swords and stars moving in the blue sky, creating a majestic scene of its own.
The clouds around Wudang Mountain are steaming, and they are being torn apart by pieces of sharp sword energy at the bottom of the mountain.
It’s the Heavenly Sword Sword Qi!
Wuming is heading towards the mountain.
"What is supposed to come finally comes..."
Zhou Xuanxin originally didn't care about the grand master battle, and he didn't care at all about what Wuming was going to do.
The world is changing, but I remain unmoved.
This was what Zhou Xuanxin had decided on.
But then I thought about it, considering that someone is short-handed and soft-spoken, and one of the Western Grand Masters of Kendo in the world personally pays homage to the mountain, so I should go and see it no matter what.
At that moment, he hooked one foot on the window edge and slid out of the pavilion like a silver hook.
At this moment, on the Yanwu Ping.
The Wudang disciples formed a sword formation early and looked at the last mountain gate as if facing a formidable enemy.
But everyone knows that the Jiejian Pond cannot stop the Heavenly Sword for a moment.
Sure enough, there was a loud bang halfway up the mountain!
A vast and vast sword energy surged forward.
It's like a river flowing horizontally, and it's like the way of heaven is clear!
Although the killing intent is fierce, people can't help but feel respectful.
This is Heavenly Sword cultivation!
Even the swords in the hands of the Wudang disciples could not help but buzz and tremble, as if they were standing in front of them to kneel down and worship the distinguished guests.
Only Zhou Xuanxin took a peach gently and deftly, lay it on the branch of an ancient tree, and looked at it with a smile.
The world suddenly fell silent.
There was a sound of treading on the ground.
Two sounds.
Three sounds.
Getting closer and closer to the mountain gate.
Immediately afterwards, a slender and tall figure appeared in front of everyone.
His long hair was fluttering, his eyes were as firm as iron, he held a heroic sword in one hand, and behind him was a group of flying swords as majestic as the sea tide.
"Is there any master in Wudang today who can take my sword?"
There were no unnecessary words, and even his tone did not bring out much pride in winning.
Zhou Xuanxin even realized a hint of lamenting the suffering of all living beings in his words.
All the disciples were silent.
The battle in front of them was the sword sect's supreme move.
Wan Jian returns to his clan!
Once used, all swords will be like servants meeting their masters!
As the nameless steps slowly came to the center of Yanwu Ping, it seemed that the sword cloud was coming, and the unparalleled sword power was ready to go. It seemed that with just one thought of killing, thousands of swords came out, and they could destroy this Xuanmen treasure mountain. Razed to the ground.
Although Wang Zhonglou possesses the power of Dahuangting, he saw the power of swordsmanship in front of him and knew that he was no match for him. He immediately asked his disciples to tell the ancestors to come out of the mountain in order to resist such magical skills.
"What? Could it be that no one in Wudang dares to take the next sword?"
Zhou Xuanxin was secretly puzzled.
In my own impression, Tianjian Wuming is definitely not a person who makes trouble out of nothing.
There must be a reason for being so aggressive this time.
But if Zhang Sanfeng is invited to come out and the two great masters fight, who knows how tragic the consequences will be.
Zhou Xuanxin made up his mind and jumped onto the martial arts level in a flash.
"Young Wudang sect idle traveler, today I would like to try to receive a strike from the Heavenly Sword!"
The nameless face remains unchanged.
"My child, you don't have the cultivation level of a great master. If you take this sword from me, your life will be in danger."
"Since the boy is here, he has already made plans."
Just after Zhou Xuanxin finished speaking, his anger sank into his dantian, his sword energy surged in his body, and his sword energy flew into the sky!
In an instant, a huge wave suddenly exploded!
Wang Zhonglou behind him was so shocked that his eyes widened.
"This young man...has actually reached such a high level of cultivation!"
I saw six different-colored sword energy slowly lingering around the body.
Although it only has six meridians of sword intent, it is so majestic that it seems to be no less powerful than the ten thousand swords in front of it.
"good."
Wuming seemed to be smiling.
"I can see you today. This trip to Wudang is not in vain."
"Senior traveled around the world, testing the world's martial arts strength, in order to save the world."
This time, the shock on Wuming's face was even more than when he saw the sword energy in Zhou Xuanxin's body just now.
"You...you actually understood the true meaning of my Qianli Yujian? I thought that was what Master Zhang was thinking."
Zhou Xuanxin smiled and said nothing, raised a single finger, and Shaoze's sword energy slowly flew into the air.
"Since senior is determined to give me a try, I can't let him down."
