Bailu Academy, Sword Saint Cave.

Master Shangguan Ziyi sat in the pavilion inside the mist, brewing a cup of fragrant tea, and her whole body was filled with a calm and quiet atmosphere. She has now broken through the bottleneck of the titled Sword Saint and stepped into the taboo list. She has made great achievements in the swordsmanship. She can tell the difference from her temperament alone. Her beautiful eyes feel indifferent to see through it.

"Master."

Lin Muzhao and I stood side by side in front of her.

"good."

The master laughed as if he had predicted the truth and said, "I have received the news that Xiaoxuan ranks 200th on the holy list, while Mu Zhao ranks 750th on the 750th."

Lin Muzhao's pretty face turned red: "Master, the disciple is incompetent, and he was thrown so far by his junior brother."

Shangguan Ziyi chuckled: "It's not that you are incompetent, but that Xiaoxuan has too high talent and understanding. He is a master among the great men. Even a genius like Rang Sichen Jue and Baili Mingjie lost one head. It is reasonable that you and Qingyin are not as strong as Xiaoxuan now."

As she said that, she nodded and said, "Mu Zhao, you can practice with Master for some time before the ceremony begins. I will pass on the complete ancient Tianfeng Sutra to you."

Lin Muzhao was very happy, with his beautiful eyes full of brilliance: "Master, really?"

"Um."

Shangguan Ziyi looked gentle and smiled, "Master has already understood the essence of the ancient Tianfeng scriptures. He can inform you of his understanding. This will help you avoid many detours. You need to remember that although Xiaoxuan can support Bailu Academy, he is a male disciple after all. The future academy will still be dominated by you, the Bailu Saint, and the level between you and your Qingyin junior sister will continue to be compared."

"Yes, Master, I understand!"

"Xiao Xuan."

Shangguan Ziyi looked at me again and said, "The rules of the ancient Tianfeng Sutra are gentle and not suitable for male cultivation, so Master will not pass on you. Moreover, the Tao you have come out now does not require practicing the ancient Tianfeng Sutra. It is better... You go to challenge the Jiange, hone your swordsmanship in the Jiange and consolidate your foundation. Perhaps you can have a new breakthrough before the arrival of the ceremony in the upper realm. If possible, you can reach the middle swordsman realm."

"Disciple obeys the order, please rest assured!"

She chuckled: "Well, I have never had any worries about your practice, don't worry."

"yes!"

Lin Muzhao and I looked at each other: "Senior sister, come on."

"Junior brother, so do you."

Lin Muzhao's beautiful eyes were filled with deep affection, and he watched me walk out of the Sword Saint Cave.

...

I went to Jiange in the center of the academy without any distinction. After the invasion of the exiled war, Jiange was destroyed some of the buildings on the periphery, but they had been repaired and recreated their past elegance. The sword intent was already dispersed within a hundred feet of the sword pavilion. Ordinary academy disciples dared to look at it from a distance, and I sacrificed a wisp of the power of the true feather sword world, forming a sword intent on my body, and stepped into the Jiange field in an understatement.

The outside of the Jiange is extremely empty, and the two old men are playing chess. They are Ning Daoxun and Duanjingyu. They do not practice deliberately and act like they are idle all day long, but their status in the two academies is extremely high. Even Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi are respectful. The other disciples almost knocked their heads to their heels when they saw them.

"Two masters."

I stood outside respectfully and said.

"Xiaoxuan, why are you here?" Ning Daoxun smiled and said, "Can you... come to ask us two old guys for advice on chess and swordsmanship?"

"Ahem..."

I was a little embarrassed: "No this time, Master asked me to challenge Jiange."

"Okay." Duanjingyu stroked his beard and said, "With your current cultivation level, you should really challenge Jiange, but each of the guardians in Jiange is quite extraordinary. You have to be careful. If you really can't do it, quit. Don't hurt your life."

"Master, please rest assured, I am a good person."

"Then go!"

Ning Daoxuan brushed his sleeves and a mysterious force blew open the iron gate full of ancient carved patterns behind. The inscriptions on the iron gate were shining. Obviously, not everyone can get up to Jiange. They must obtain the permission of the two masters and open the seal to enter. Otherwise, they can only attack Jiange, which will definitely cause a shock to the entire academy.

Behind the door, the first floor of Jiange.

A middle-aged monk in a blue shirt sat cross-legged in the center, his eyes closed, and a wisp of sharp sword intent flowing all over his body. His breath was very sharp and full of sharp light. Just as I stepped into the sword pavilion and the iron gate behind me closed on its own, he also opened his eyes, stared at me with his eyes, and said, "It's rare that there is a male disciple in the academy to challenge the sword pavilion. Who are you?"

"Bu Yixuan."

"So you are Bu Yixuan."

He soared into the air, held an ancient blue sword in his hand, and said, "I heard that your sword cultivation has surpassed Lin Muzhao. Come on, let me see it."

"good."

I raised my hand and pulled out the Immortal Bone Sword. The moment the sword blade was unsheathed, the sword intent was thrilling, full of Confucianism and Taoism. At this time, almost all my swordsmanship originated from Confucianism and Taoism recorded in mortal books, but it was not limited to one, but included all things, and was just dominated by Confucianism and Taoism.

The guardian was stunned, then took the initiative to launch an offensive, let out a low roar, and the realm of sword heart unity erupted. The long sword swept across the sky, and suddenly burst out dozens of golden sword intents like annual rings, sweeping over them. In an instant, the entire space rules seemed to have been reshaped, and the sword intent was divided, which was extremely gorgeous.

My heart sank. This man is a master of practicing the swordsmanship of space rules. His understanding of the rules of space has reached a very amazing level. With the holy fire lingering, the sword heart is united, and it is obviously a very qualified swordsman. I never thought that the guardian of the first level of the Sword Pavilion was a swordsman. No wonder the disciples of the academy regarded the Sword Pavilion as a forbidden area. Only Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao dared to challenge it.

The Immortal Bone Sword pierced straight, separated the airflow, and the True Feather Sword Realm exploded. I also used the rules of space to fight against the sword, and even the world fire did not trigger it. Otherwise, even if I bullied him, the blade of the Immortal Bone Sword burst out from all directions, confirming the various components of the spatial rules, and cutting the space more vividly for a while. The sword intent was sharp and sounded.

The sword blades did not collide, and the game between the sword energy had already emitted continuous clanging sounds. Mars in the air were endless. After dozens of moves of attacks between the guards, I finally gained an advantage in the rules of swords. The other party was extremely kind. He took the ancient sword and immediately said, "I lost, you go to the second level!"

"Take it."

I bowed with fists and then walked up to the second floor.

The second-level guardian was a young man in a white robe. He looked no more than forty years old in his cultivation, but his surging sword intent was very powerful. He was twisting a flying sword in his hand, his eyes were full of fighting spirit. He looked at me from afar, and said with a smile: "Are you Bu Yixuan?"

"Um."

"Fairy Qingyin and Fairy Mu Zhao have not been to Jiange for a long time." He looked a little disappointed and said, "It's hard to see the fairy face. After waiting for so many days, I didn't expect that you would be waiting for."

"You seem to be very disappointed..." I said angrily: "Xiaoyan and her senior sister are busy practicing and have no time to come to Jiange. I will play with you the same."

"snort!"

He snorted coldly and said, "It is because you are an ordinary disciple, you can walk freely outside the Jiange. If I had not been appointed as the guardian of Jiange, the two fairies would have nothing to do with you."

My lips twitched: "You seem to be very dissatisfied, but even if you don't guard Jiange, you won't have anything to do. Xiaoyan is mine, and my senior sister is mine..."

"You... are looking for a fight!"

He let out a low roar, his eyes full of sharpness that taught me a lesson, and the flying sword turned into a fierce light and broke through the air. The rules around him were all activated. He was a master who was good at sword control. There were countless sword control masters in the academy, but there were only a handful of sword control masters who could reach this level of sword saint. If this person walked out of the Sword Pavilion, his strength would probably be comparable to those of Xiao Yi and Yun Nishang, the two palace masters.

Opening the True Feather Sword Realm, I fought at the peak of the sword-heart unity realm. The sword and sword are extremely sharp, and the true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism surged. The whole person seemed to stand in the ocean of Confucianism and Taoism. When I twisted up a piece of text, it was a wisp of super sword intent. I knocked away the opponent's flying swords one by one, guarding it as solid as a golden soup. While I was defending, the pressure formed by the holy ruins of all things was suppressed step by step, making the face of the guardian increasingly ugly.

"I lost..."

He suddenly fell back, his face pale, and the flying sword in his hand fell to the ground with a sound, frowned and said, "Your swordsmanship... is probably no longer under the two saints, right?"

"Um."

I nodded: "If they were not strong, how could I protect them in the future?"

He couldn't help laughing and said, "Tianfeng Bailu has indeed had heroes from generation to generation. Your cultivation level... I'm afraid it's rare to see it in a thousand years. Go, I'll lose to you."

"Thank you."

Holding my fists and bowing, I stepped onto the stairs to the third floor.

In fact, although the guardians of the Jiange have now practiced to the level of a sword saint, it is obvious that these two people have entered the sword saint's realm, and they may have just completed a breakthrough. They are still far from mastering the sword saint, and their physical body is even more incomparable to my physical body, so they can determine the outcome within dozens of moves or even a few moves.

Then, the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor, the sixth floor, and the seventh floor, swept one by one. Even though the guardian on the seventh floor was a median sword saint, he still defeated him within a hundred moves and entered the eighth floor of the Sword Pavilion with great force!

...

"clatter……"

Stepping onto the wooden board on the eighth floor of the Sword Pavilion, a slight sound was made, and the guardian of the eighth floor also appeared. He was actually a middle-aged beauty wearing a green Taoist robe. Her eyes were filled with fairy charm, and a bright sword was swayed on her legs, which was similar to the Qingyin Sword and Mu Zhao Sword.
Chapter completed!