Not everyone understands the meaning of Jing Jiu and Xilai saying "it's a pity" at the same time.Zhao Layue vaguely understood, and Liu Shisui completely understood, so the two of them felt the heat on their faces earlier than Zhuo Rusui.Elder Sun completely misunderstood the meaning, thinking that these two sword dao seniors and powerhouses had seen the problems in their own sect's cultivation, and their faces turned pale.The next moment, he and those outside the street really understood the meaning of Jing Jiu and the West Sea Sword God."
How old are you?"
Jing Jiu looked at Peng Lang and asked.It was a gentle voice that the Qingshan disciples had never heard before.Peng Lang didn't know why this senior real person asked this, and he didn't dare not answer, so he counted it for a long time with his hands, and said with some uncertainty: "One hundred and forty-five?"
”Even if there is a difference of a few years, it is not a big problem, and Jing Jiu's mood is slightly better.At that time, he and Bai Zao were trapped in the snowfield, so naturally they couldn't meet this child.Looking a little further, when he ascended, the child had not yet been born, so he could not be blamed for missing it.Jing Jiu looked at the guys outside the street, his eyes moved over the faces of Zhao Layue, Liu Shisui, Zhuo Rusui and others, and finally fell on Ping Yongjia.- If Zhao Layue's temperament is colder, don't always think about checking the failure of his ascension in the first few years, if Liu Shiying didn't go undercover in the Xihai Sword Sect and concentrate on cultivation, if Zhuo Ruyue's temperament is calmer, put the spirit of witticism a little more on the kendo, and complain less in the stomach, or it can be about the same.But when it comes to talent, only Ping Yongjia can really beat this kid named Peng Lang.Thinking of these things, he sighed, thinking to himself what a pity, why wasn't this kid a disciple of Qingshan?
The most troublesome thing is that he has now become the head of the Wuen Sect, and it is not easy for Qingshan to grab it again.This is not the same as when he sent Liu to Yimao Zhai at the age of 10 to be the lord of the fast.The long street was silent, and everyone understood the meaning in Jing Jiu's eyes and heard his sigh.Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui were mentally prepared, but their faces were slightly hot, while Zhuo Rusui was ashamed and shouted: "I can't fight yet!"
”………… Jing Jiu and Xilai only had Peng Lang in their eyes at this time, so naturally they would not continue for the time being.Jing Jiu is relatively better, after all, there are many talented juniors in the Qingshan Sect, and there is a Ping Yongjia at the very least, although his temperament is a little too weak.Xilai's reaction was even greater, because the Xihai Sword Sect had been destroyed, Kirishima was isolated from the world, and who could he pass on his sword path to?
In the past three days, he was preparing for his own future, which was to determine what the ten successor candidates he had selected that year were now, and in the end there was nothing to be desired.As a result, he saw Peng Lang today.It is ungraceful to give birth to the other party."
Would you like to inherit my kendo?"
His eyes were quiet and focused, and everyone could sense his seriousness."
Nope."
Peng Lang rejected the offer without even thinking about it.Although the time between his entry and the closure of the mountain was extremely short, he also knew that the Xihai Sword Sect was the mortal enemy of the Wuen Sect, and the head of the sect died under the sword of this person.So what else do you need to think about?
Just like when he rushed towards Emperor Xiao with that sword, he didn't think about it when he stood in front of Elder Sun before.It was precisely because he didn't want to that he had such a terrifying kendo talent, and even Jing Jiu and the West Sea Sword God felt pity.Xilai heard his answer, was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "You will see." ”What do you see?
Naturally, it is to see the true meaning of his sword.Peng Lang understood what he meant and said, "But you don't have a sword. ”Without a sword, how can there be a sword?"
After I lost to you back then, I abandoned the Twelve-Story Building Sword."
Xilai looked at Jing Jiu and said, "Today I also want to ask you to take a look at my newly realized kendo. ”As soon as the words fell, an extremely faint and ethereal aura emerged from the ruins of the antique shop, slashing towards Jing Jiu at an unimaginable speed.The breath was extremely faint, without any color, nor with a sound of wind, but it was so sharp.That's sword intent.This sword intent came from the ancient tripod in the ruins.A sword roared through the long street.A sword light appeared in front of Jing Jiu's body, extremely bright.Jing Jiu retreated several miles away.The white clothes fluttered and fell.There was also an extremely faint sword intent, which came out of the wall on the side of the street.This sword intent did not come from any substance, but from the cracks in the brick wall.Immediately afterward, more and more sword intent was born from the cracks in the stones, from the tiles, from the eaves, from anywhere.Hundreds of sword lights seemed to appear around Jing Jiu's body at the same time, and the crisp sound of sword sounds was endless.Where did these sword intents come from?
Countless sword intents were born from the lines of substance and nothingness, slashing towards Jing Jiu without any stop.For example, the door panels and the cracks in the door panels, the wind and the traces of the petals blown away by the wind.What kind of kendo realm is this?
When those sword intents meet Jing Jiu's sword intent, a sword light will be born.Countless sword lights were like lines drawn in bright colors, covering his face, and vaguely he could only see more and more holes in the white clothes.Xilai looked at Peng Lang and said, "Anything can be a sword, such as rain, such as a glacier, or even a thread. ”Peng Lang had only practiced the most superficial sword techniques in the Wuenmen Introductory Sword Dictionary, but his talent was extremely amazing, and he could naturally feel what those sword intents that were born in the sky meant.He knew that this was the sword path that the West Sea Sword God wanted him to inherit and learn, and he didn't want to see it, but how could he stop this temptation?
Even the Qingshan people who were watching the battle looked at the street intently, caring about the situation of the real person in charge, and they were also shocked by the kendo realm displayed by the west.When they found out that Xilai still had time to talk to Peng Lang, so relaxed and indifferent, their expressions couldn't help but become extremely serious, only Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui were very calm."
Tens of thousands of years ago, the patriarch of the Qingshan Sect encountered a sword in the sword peak, and realized the true meaning of the sword, so that there is today's Qingshan."
Xilai looked at Jing Jiu and said: "On the first page of the Qingshan Sword Codex, there are four words written on the sword of all things, which means that everything can be a sword, am I wrong?"
”Hearing this, Guangyuan Zhenren thought of a possibility, and his face became extremely ugly.Zhao Layue glanced at Ping Yongjia and remembered what Jing Jiu had said to herself many years ago - sometimes it was a monkey, sometimes a flower, sometimes a mushroom, sometimes a stone, and of course, many times it was a sword.A sword can transform all things.Everything can be a sword.The four words written on the first page of the sword book by the patriarch of the Qingshan sect are the true meaning of Qingshan swordsmanship.Who would have thought that Xilai would realize and master the true meaning of the sword path of the Qingshan Sect!
Is this true?
………… Jing Jiu and Xilai landed on the long street of Ohara Castle, and the sky regained calm, and the sea of clouds torn apart by the two sword lights gradually closed.After a torn wound is scarred, it tends to become tougher and has a pronounced bulge, as does the sea of clouds.The thickening white clouds have a gloomy face, blocking the summer sun and bringing a touch of coolness and countless drops of rain to Ohara Castle.The torrential rain fell without warning, on the bluestone slabs, on the ruins, and soaked the dust into mud and splashed into countless dots.Everything can be a sword, and the rain is connected into silk, which is the best source of sword intent.Countless sword lights lit up around Jing Jiu's body, and then disappeared.The white clothes, which had been cut out of countless holes, were wet by the rain, and they were hanging down a little weakly."
Yes, this is indeed the sword of all things handed down by the ancestor."
Jing Jiu's voice floated out from the rain and sword light.Hearing this, people no longer had any doubts, Peng Lang opened his mouth slightly, speechless in shock.Even Zhao Layue and Liu's ten-year-old expressions became extremely solemn.More than a thousand years ago, Nan Chao wanted to worship the Daoyuan Zhenren of the Qingshan Sect as a teacher, but he was tragically driven away, so there will be so many grievances and hatreds later.Who would have thought that a thousand years later, his apprentice Xilai would actually realize the supreme sword path of the Qingshan Sect on his own!
is worthy of being a peerless kendo genius, the name of the Sword God of the West Sea is well deserved, and even the word West Sea should be removed now.If Nan Chao knew about this, he would definitely be extremely pleased.If Xilai can completely defeat Jing Jiu with the true meaning of the sword path of the Qingshan Sect, it will be a perfect victory.At this time, the rain suddenly stopped.It doesn't mean that the rain stops, but that the rain stops where it is.Even if it is a pouring rain, it is not really a scoop of water, but is composed of countless raindrops, but the size of the raindrops and the number of raindrops that fall to distinguish the rain.Some of the raindrops are the size of soybeans, while others are slightly deformed, like flattened gold leaves.Some of the raindrops have just left the clouds, and some of the raindrops have already fallen on the bluestone slab and are bursting into four petals.Some raindrops swept the tip of Peng Lang's nose, and some raindrops had already buried half of their bodies in the white-clothed silk.All these raindrops stopped.Stop at your place.Or still.The sword intent that floated out of the rain and the cracks in the stone slabs gradually disappeared, because everything came to a standstill.The sword light faded away, and then dispersed, like fireworks about to die."
But that's not my sword."
Jing Jiu walked out.The fireworks are gone.………… (In the past written, often a chapter is divided into upper, middle and lower, and occasionally it will be in and out of the middle and again, and it is rare in the avenue, because the ability to take the name of the chapter has been strengthened, and the other thing is that this story has been deliberately going to the road of calm, trying to save pen and ink, so there will be no particularly large battle plots, and the battle between Jing Jiu and the West is also very simple, but after all, it is officially the name of the chapter of the sword of all things, and it must be divided up and down.)Last month, until today, I was guaranteed to average more than 3,000 a day, but I was ridiculed at the time, saying that is a lot?
For a forty-two-year-old middle-aged man, it's really a lot, but fortunately, it's done. ）()