"Boom~~~"

The two fists confronted each other. This time, Yan Beichi did not gain any advantage, but I did not gain the upper hand. Both of them were shocked and retreated. The sword energy soared into the sky again, and fierce moves came out. The surrounding world was completely filled with the power of the sword. The holy energy rolled, and the four walls were buzzing. Many sword saints' ghosts watched the battle with interest.

This battle can be regarded as a tit-for-tat to Mai Mang. After more than a thousand moves, when I repeatedly activated the Wushuang Nine Swords hundreds of times, the power increased sharply, Yan Beichi was still unbeaten. His sword heart was very calm, but my sword heart seemed a little impetuous when I couldn't win for a long time. This was the gap in my own cultivation background.

Yanbeichi, you are going to win again!

"Clam!"

The sound of the sword was stirring, and I stepped back dozens of steps in a row and left the battlefield, sweating all over, and said, "I lost."

"You're not wronged to lose."

Yan Beichi frowned and said, "But you challenge me as a semi-saint with your cultivation level, you can fight a thousand moves. This is something I, Yan Beichi, have never heard of in this life. No semi-saint in the upper world can resist the sword saint's attack for more than one hundred moves, let alone a sword saint like me who has comprehended the rules of heaven and earth for thousands of years."

I shook my head: "Because your body no longer exists, if you are just a ghost, you can only exert less than 40% of your real body's strength, otherwise I may not be able to take a hundred moves."

“Hahahaha~~~”

Yan Beichi laughed: "You guys see you a little bit, go and come again when you have stronger cultivation. I'll wait for you here."

"Yeah, OK."

...

Return to the world of Shenye, after practicing for five days, he fought against Yanbeichi again, but he still couldn't win. He was still a little short of that level. He was separated from the level of defeating Yanbeichi, but the improvement was very significant. By the seventh day, he could already fight against Yanbeichi for nearly three thousand rounds before he could exhaust his holy power in his body, and Jang Geum.

However, there is a gap in front of me. If I don’t break through again, it will be impossible to defeat Yan Beichi. This is the terrifying thing about the Sword Saint. Their mastery of the swordsman has reached an unprecedented level of terror. It cannot be reversed by one move or one or two swordsman rules. If you want to defeat the Sword Saint, you must surpass him in all aspects. Whether it is physical strength or rule understanding, you must surpass it, otherwise you will have almost no chance.

On the eighth day, after walking out of the sword tomb, I felt that I had reached a limit. Continue to practice, and the decisive battle with Yanbeichi will not improve myself too much.

Just as I walked out of the sword tomb, a familiar voice came into my ears, from my master Shangguan Ziyi: "Xiaoxuan, come to my cave, the time is ripe."

The time is ripe?

My heart moved, and I was a little excited. I immediately soared into the air, turning into a stream of light and rushed towards the Bailu Palace as fast as possible. Entering the master's cave, just as the stone gate was closed behind me and the protection formation was formed, I could see Shangguan Ziyi's transcendent figure standing in the clouds from afar. Further away, Lin Muzhao knelt in the pavilion to practice, and his body was surrounded by the immortal energy.

"Master!"

I flew forward and saluted respectfully.

Shangguan Ziyi raised his mouth and said, "It seems that you have reached the eighth floor in the sword tomb. What is the result of your experience?"

I was a little embarrassed: "Shame, I challenged Yan Beichi eight times and lost all of them."

"Yanbeichi?"

She smiled and said, "That's a sword saint from ancient times. Even though time has eroded his body, the strength he can show is comparable to any sword saint in modern times. It's not unfair to lose to him. However... the advantage of Yan Beichi lies in the profound mastery of sword tracing rules, and you are not without a chance."

"Master, how can I help me improve?" I was surprised.

Shangguan Ziyi nodded: "Master plans to pass on your White Deer Sword Technique. You are already qualified to practice it. It is just because you have practiced the mortal books and re-exchanged the Wushuang Nine Swords. So Master has not passed on you for a long time, for fear of disturbing your sword path. Now you are already proficient in the Wushuang Nine Swords, and it is time to master another set of truly superior sword techniques."

My heart couldn't help but feel excited. In the lower realm, a first-class snow-real sword technique was enough to make me traverse all directions on the Dragon Spirit Continent. Now that Master wants to pass on my White Deer sword technique, it is even more amazing. I understand it from the essence of the ancient Tianfeng scriptures, and the master's lifelong cultivation understanding of the titled sword saint, according to the level of unique skills in the upper realm, the White Deer sword technique has at least surpassed the king level and the emperor level, and has reached the legendary immortal level. Only saints are qualified to practice.

Master is willing to pass on my White Deer Sword Technique, which shows that she thinks I can already be as good as a saint. In fact, this is the case. I am not afraid of anyone under the saint and the sword saint.

"Thank you for your teaching!"

I clasped my fists again, respectfully.

Shangguan Ziyi smiled softly and said, "Well, let's go with your master. I'll take you to the top of the cliff where I can comprehend the White Deer Sword Technique. If there is another way, maybe you will understand it."

"yes."

The master flew away, and I followed her closely. The sword saint cave was at least as big as a hundred miles. It was a small world, not as wide as it was, and it was full of spiritual energy. All kinds of spiritual beauty grew up in the mountains. They were the foundations collected by the master in the upper world for so many years. However, it seemed that it was only open to me and Senior Sister Mu Zhao. Other disciples rarely had the opportunity to enter the depths of the cave to find out.

...

Green peaks surrounded by immortal clouds stand in the vast wilderness deep in the cave. Shangguan Ziyi's body movements are extremely erratic. He stepped on the clouds and flew out dozens of miles in a blink of an eye. It fell down on a green peak among the mountains. The top of this cliff is very unique. There are eight stone peaks standing around the cliff top, looking at it from the clouds. These stone peaks are carved with sword rules symbols, which makes people feel dizzy just after a glance.

"These are records of the White Deer Sword Technique."

Master looked into the distance with beautiful eyes and said, "Starting from the first stone pillar in the east, the first to the eighth style are recorded. Your senior sister Lin Muzhao has practiced three moves in nearly a month. Master also gives you a month to see how many moves you can understand from these rules and symbols. Remember, don't be too greedy, you can learn as much as you can, and don't force it."

"Disciple remembers it in my heart."

"So, start and find me in a month."

"yes!"

Master's figure disappeared and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the sky. I sat cross-legged, facing the first stone pillar, gathered my spirit, and began to observe the sword intent of Master's axe on the rock wall, as if he opened the door to a new world. The rules of swordsmanship seemed familiar and belonged to the rules of swordsmanship such as space, frost, extreme fire, wind spirit, etc., but they were completely different from what I had understood before. Master's swordsmanship was much more profound than I did. She had already understood these rules more thoroughly. The fusion between the rules and the differentiation had reached a level of unity between man and nature.

I was immediately immersed in observing it, but in less than a stick of incense, I felt my forehead swelling and painful. The rules were too powerful, so I could hardly bear it with my physical and mental power.

What should I do? I can’t bear it even before I even finished reading a sword intent?

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I began to use the mortal calligraphy method to enhance my mental power. Suddenly, strands of golden Confucian and Taoist words spread around me and gathered into a sea. At first, only a few feet below me, but later it became dozens or even hundreds of feet, forming a golden cloud in the air. I was sitting above the clouds, full of the atmosphere of Confucianism, and my temperament became extraordinary and saint.

This feeling is excellent, and there is a sense of peace that makes people enjoy. Under this feeling, I feel that I have the ability to cover the universe and have the ability to swallow the true essence of the great way of heaven and earth. Under this "ability", I can continue to observe and comprehend the sword technique recorded by Master on the stone wall.

The first move is to have no mind and no self.

I have seen Lin Muzhao perform this move personally, and I have already remembered it in my heart at that time. If I see the true essence of swordsmanship, I will naturally have a different understanding. In just one day, a deep trace of sword axe had fallen on the heart of all things, and it had a great impact on me. When it was late at night, I stood up from the golden clouds, flew with a sword, and instantly burst into the light of no mind and selflessness.

Without intention or self, you can see through everything!

The immortal bone sword was activated, and the sense of unity between man and nature became stronger and stronger. With one sword, the entire sky was overshadowed by this sword. It was amazing. The Bailu sword technique was at least three levels higher than the Wushuang Nine Swords. Even the new Confucian and Taoist Wushuang Nine Swords were at least two levels inferior to the Bailu sword technique. No wonder Mr. Mu Zhengping was almost drooling when he saw the Bailu sword technique in the cracks in the world.

Take a deep breath and all things are in my heart. This white deer sword technique is indeed a treasure! Perhaps, for a long time to come, this white deer sword technique will be an extraordinary method that I rely on to dominate the world!

I learned the first move within one day, continued, and started practicing the second move!

Master only gave me one month. If I cannot fully understand this sword technique, it only means that my understanding is not enough. There is nothing I can do, so I must do my best to not disappoint Master.

...

Two days passed in a blink of an eye. After unremitting observation, the second mental method was also formed in the spiritual ruins. This move is a sword that is full of love. Once used, it will be a sword of unfeeling love. When the senior sister Lin Muzhao used this move in the cracks of the world, she was very amazed. Even the white tiger girl was shocked, which shows the extraordinaryness of this move.
Chapter completed!