The old scholar stood on a huge rock on the top of the mountain. The mountain wind blew, his sleeves were floating, and his flickered.

At this time, the old man with white hair standing tall in the wind, how could he feel a little shabby?

The old scholar looked eight hundred miles away, and the light suddenly lit up suddenly made the old man feel a little dazzling even though it was so far away. The old man nodded slightly and said, "So many years have passed. Although the sword edge is much more dull than the rumors, the sharpness contained in it has not faded much. It is amazing, it is really amazing. It has been a long and everlasting life, and it has a great energy. But..."

The old scholar quickly laughed and said, "I will use this mountain to make you retreat. After all, fighting is a matter of less fight, which will hurt your harmony."

The mountain under the old man's feet, which he visualized and painted, was so famous that it could not be more famous.

The Central Earth Divine Inhabita, with the widest territory among the nine continents, there is a great mountain called Suishan. The mountain is majestic and can be said to be spreading to the sky. On the top of the mountain, there is the inscription written by the Supreme Saint Master, "The only one in the world" written by the saints, "The ancestor of the five mountains" engraved by the literati cliff, "The wind is coming from the sage of the Taoist ancestor," and the four words "Only I Wudang" engraved by the saints of military strategists.

The emperors of all dynasties from all continents alone have more than 180 stone carvings for worshiping the sky from Fengshan, including cursive, seal, clerical and regular script. These mysterious words and cliffs extend from the top of Suishan Mountain to the hillside halfway up the mountain, and are almost everywhere.

The old scholar looked at the dazzling sword light and was a little surprised. He had appeared at the old well for the first time before. He had seen Chen Ping'an's sword-holding gesture, which was really unbearable. Even the old scholar, who was not particular about martial arts, could not stand it. But at this moment, when he saw the young man holding the sword in front of him, the old man had only one feeling.

stable.

The young man's hand holding the sword was very stable, his mind was very calm and stable, so his soul and spirit were more stable.

After the tall woman poured all the sword intent into the "old sword strip", the next moment, with a more vague figure and a mysterious atmosphere, it appeared directly on the young man Chen Ping'an's heart lake with golden eyes and barefoots. When her toes gently tapped on the lake surface, ripples appeared, and the young man's heart sounded.

Her warm voice resounded through the boy's heart, "Don't rush to take action, first adapt to the feeling of a qi practitioner in the ten realms."

"The so-called swordsmanship moves are just a few, and they cannot create too many tricks. This is the difference between the rivers and lakes and immortals in the mountains in later generations. Qi training and cultivation and refining are one, and the sword intent is nurtured, including deep and shallow, high and low. If others are wells, streams, and you are the lakes, rivers, you will naturally be a thousand times better than others."

"The length of the sword energy depends on the physical and Qi Mansion's development situation. The more Qi Mansion holes are opened, the deeper the potential is explored. Others only have a lower-level blessed land, but you have all the blessed lands. The difference between the two is a world of difference! The meridians are like roads, the tougher and wider. Others are single-plank bridges and sheep intestines. You are the road to heaven. How can you compete with you for victory?"

She looked around and saw the boy's mood scenes, with a smile on her face and said softly: "Do you understand?"

The boy was struggling to adapt to the feeling of the ten-level cultivation. In addition, the air flow around his body was extremely chaotic, so he couldn't even open his eyes, let alone speak. Fortunately, she told him that he just needed to recite silently in his heart. The boy told her honestly, "I can understand, but I don't know how to do it."

She was not surprised at all and laughed out loud.

Chen Ping'an was confused and continued to try his best to adapt to the ten-level Qi training man.

That strange feeling is hard to describe.

Just like a hungry person, his stomach was suddenly filled with big fish and meat, and no gap was left, and all the Qi Mansion was stretched out.

The original energy of the fire dragon, which was originally like a wandering fire dragon, suddenly changed from the size of a needle and thread, like growing into an exaggerated loach. It swam rapidly throughout the meridians of the whole body, rushing around unimpeded, and it kept wrapping the qi of each Qifu acupoint in the middle, like a snowball. It felt like it would not stop if it did not turn into a veritable dragon.

The body is as clear as glass, and the meridians of the torso stretch and stretch like golden branches and jade leaves.

The true energy is pure, and it returns to nature and is born for a long time.

One of the statements that Lin Shouyi once mentioned appeared in Chen Ping'an's mind in turn.

Above the heart lake, she whispered: "It's still a little bit. Sword cultivator is not an ordinary qi cultivation man."

Then she raised her head and looked into the distance. Through Chen Ping'an's Dan Room, she looked directly at the huge rock on the top of the mountain, and asked with a smile: "What do you think? Otherwise, if you are shameless to move out of this Suishan to fight the enemy, it would be too unfair."

"If you want to lose with confidence, just be convinced."

The old scholar understood it, laughed heartily, hesitated for a moment, slightly constrained his gaze, and his eyes moved up the entire mountain. Finally, his gaze was condensed on a cliff wall, with a strange "copybook" written by the ancient sword immortal with abundant sword energy. It was the "Flying Sword Sticker" that attracted countless sword cultivators to observe in the Middle Earth Divine Island, and even built a hut under the cliff to understand the sword.

"If you take it, it depends on your ability. Zuo Boy was like you at the time. He had not yet officially learned swords. He accidentally climbed a mountain to see the cliff and watched the word "Seeing the Cliff". When he saw it, he took six words. The talent and qualifications of practicing swords were immediately effective. Among the sword cultivators, geniuses emerged in many ways, but geniuses were divided into sizes. Five words would become a land sword immortal. Chen Ping'an, let's see how your roots and bones were!"

The old man waved his sleeves and seven simple characters on the cliff wall flew out of the cliff wall and rushed towards Chen Ping'an, 800 miles away. He instantly arrived at Chen Ping'an's side. He had turned into an ancient seal script the size of a palm. The golden light was brilliant and shining. Each character rotated rapidly around Chen Ping'an.

But in the end, he didn't want to get close to Chen Ping'an. The distance became farther and farther away, and finally turned around and flew back.

After seeing this scene, the old scholar was both embarrassed and guilty and murmured: "It's backfiring, Xiao Ping'an, I'm sorry. How could I think these words are so unpretentious..."

The woman stepping on Chen Ping'an's heart lake snorted coldly.

The old scholar smiled and said, "It's so difficult, what should I do? It's okay, I'll change to a more worry-free and labor-saving method, which is not difficult for me. I have always had a relationship with Suishan Mountain God. I know the most about what his family background is. If it really doesn't work, I will..."

"I'm not surprised that those seven words don't like me."

At this moment, Chen Ping'an opened a gap in his eyes and no longer talked to the tall woman in his heart. Instead, he spoke directly, "And actually I don't want them either, really!"

Her heart was shocked.

The boy increased the force, held the long sword in his hand, and slowly said: "When I practiced boxing, I always felt that it would be fast until the end of my practice, and even the fastest. Now that you are by my side, I think it's enough. There is no need for any words. The next sword will be fast! Believe me, it will be fast!"

The woman nodded.

The old scholar was also stunned and said, "This tone is really like Xiao Qi's youth."

The old man had a smile in his eyes, but he deliberately opened his throat and snorted coldly: "I want to see, this sword can allow you to achieve the strength of the tenth level of cultivation, whether this sword can exert the strength of the eleventh level or the twelveth level! Chen Ping'an, don't hold back, in the end, only the strength of the seventh level of the eighth level is revealed. Come on, if this sword is not handed out, the daylily will be cold!"

After teasing the young man, the old man sat cross-legged and murmured: "The poet has a saying that he has been sharpening a sword for ten years, but he has never tried it. Today, he shows you, who has any unfair things? But there are so many unfair things in the world, but there is only one sword."

The old scholar smiled and no longer had these feelings of sorrow and sneering in spring and autumn. He gloated: "Besides, others have been sharpening their swords for ten years. Chen Ping'an, the sword in your hand must last ten thousand years."

Chen Ping'an almost said in a deep voice with the tall woman: "Let's go!"

Chen Ping'an began to run forward.

The boy actually walked away with his sword.

The old scholar who took all this into his eyes just smiled and shook his head.

The boy ran forward with his head held high.

The boy jumped high and slashed down with a sword.

Everything is silent.

There is no amazing sword light that shines on the heaven and earth, and there is no sword energy that penetrates the rainbow.

But at this moment, on the huge rock on the mountain, the old man who was originally sitting north and facing south turned sideways.

On the surface of Xinhu Lake, the woman suddenly fell into the bottom of the lake, closed her eyes and said slowly: "It's been ten thousand years."
Chapter completed!