Li Fan woke up from the picture. The white-haired old man was still sitting there with his back to him, just like in the picture, sitting alone on the top of the mountain. Li Fan knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Disciple Li Fan, meet the master." At this moment, how could he not know that the old man in front of him was the master of the old blind man. The soul turned into a sword, the sword left Lishan, entered the Dali Imperial City, and brought the old blind man back. What a style, the sword immortal is no more than this. The old man, whose oil lamp was almost exhausted, brought the old blind man back at the cost of his own sitting. Lishan, sword cultivation. "Do you still want to learn?" the old man asked. "Learn." Li Fan kowtowed, looked up at the old man's back, and stood in awe. In this world, I am afraid that he is the only one who has the right to scold the old blind man. It is natural to scold him. If the old blind man is here, he can only kneel down and be scolded. "He has his own personality, and the disciples he accepted are like him. One wants to destroy the Sword Valley, and the other does not want to learn my swordsmanship." The old man said.
Li Fan: “………” He didn’t dare to talk. “There are different sword techniques in the world. People who practice swordsmanship can comprehend sword techniques according to their own swordsmanship. Today I will teach you the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man, which is not a sword technique, but a way to use a sword.” The old man said: “Did you remember what I taught you before?” “I remembered it.” Li Fan nodded. "Those who practice martial arts have martial spirit, and sword cultivators have sword spirit. You have touched the sword spirit. Secondly, you need to unite the sword and enter the realm of heaven and man in swordsmanship. Only when you enter this realm can you use the art of heaven and man's nine declines. If you use it, every time you draw your sword, you will be at the peak of sword cultivation. The sword spirit, will, and courage of sword cultivators are all gathered on this sword. Without understanding the sword spirit and having a strong will, you cannot practice this art. Once this sword art is used, there is no way back. You can only keep breaking through your own limits. Each subsequent sword will surpass the previous peak sword until the sword cultivator's spirit is exhausted. Some people can only draw one sword with this sword art, while those with outstanding talents can draw three swords. When I was at my peak, I could draw nine swords, so I named it the art of heaven and man's nine declines." "Of course, you may also decline with one sword. In the future, if you have the talent to draw the tenth or eleventh sword, you can also rename it." "In addition, you can use any sword art or sword moves with this." "Yes, Master." Li Fan nodded respectfully. "Let's start." The old man spoke lightly, still with his back to Li Fan, but on him, there was a shadow walking towards Li Fan. This shadow was like a divine weapon, carrying a monstrous sword intent, walking towards Li Fan. "This is..." Li Fan's heart was shaken. This was the sword he saw in his previous memory, the last sword of his master before his death. The master was letting him feel the nine declines of heaven and man. The second shadow walked out of the old man, and the sword energy was even stronger. Then the third, fourth... When the nine shadows appeared, the sword energy soared into the sky. In this world of swords, the sky and the earth seemed to be torn apart. The nine swords merged into one, and at the same time stepped into Li Fan's body and overlapped with his shadow. "Tell him that I forgive him." The old man's voice sounded in Li Fan's mind, and then he saw that the white-haired figure gradually became illusory, turned into countless light spots, and dissipated between heaven and earth bit by bit. Li Fan was touched, and 'he' naturally referred to his master. He calmed down and felt the sword art taught by his master. This time, Li Fan spent three days comprehending.
Three days later, the sword intent flowed through Li Fan's body. He sat on a big rock, and an invisible sword energy formed around him. This scene made many people look at him with surprise. At this time, Li Fan, who was still practicing, was like a sword. He was the sword. Moreover, the sword intent was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed to be constantly rising. Even at this moment, the broken swords in the sword valley were clanging, as if they were alive and restless. "What's going on?" Everyone trembled and looked at Li Fan. Was it because of the sword he practiced that made these swords restless? "What sword is this inherited?" The people around him thought in their hearts. There were also people who knew what was going on. They saw that Li Fan had entered a sword realm at this moment, and the man and the sword were one. This sword inheritance seemed extraordinary. Lu Yuan, who was practicing, was also awakened. She took a look at the strange phenomenon in the sword valley, and a strange color appeared in her beautiful eyes, and then she looked at Li Fan. At this time, Li Fan had already asked for three swords, which was beyond most people. Here, only she had five swords, and Xie Can, like Li Fan, had three swords. At this moment, Li Fan opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a sharp sword in his pupils. "This is the realm of heaven and man in the sword way." Li Fan said in his heart, and then the sword intent on his body gradually converged. To use the nine declines of heaven and man, one must first enter the realm of heaven and man in the sword way, where the spirit, energy and spirit are united, and the sword and the person are one, and enter the state of selflessness, where only the sword exists. This is also the sword way pursued by the master. Only when you enter the realm of heaven and man in the sword way can you use the nine declines of heaven and man. If you use this sword technique, every sword you draw is a peak sword. Every time you draw a sword, the human body will decline from prosperity. If you want to draw one more sword, you need to fight with your own will. It took Li Fan three full days to enter the realm of heaven and man in the sword way. Just as Li Fan was practicing in the Sword Valley. Lishan Village, the village was as quiet and peaceful as usual. At this time, several figures came to the entrance of the village. There were five people in a group, an old man, a middle-aged man, and two people walking behind. In front of them, a young man in his thirties led two teenagers. The old man had white hair and was obviously of a certain age. The two young men were very young, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old. One of them was gentle and refined, still with a bit of youthfulness; while the other was wearing a golden dress, with a bit of sharpness. "Tai'a, this is Lishan." The old man looked up at the mountain range in front of him, as if he had not seen it for a long time. "This is Lishan." The gentle young man also looked up, with a bit of respect in his eyes. "Tai'a, Lishan is the holy land of swordsmanship in the world, you must have a sense of awe." The old man said. "Disciple knows." The young man responded respectfully. The master told him that Lishan and their place have always been the top of Dali swordsmanship.
But now, Lishan is gradually withering, and the outside world has rumors that this sect will be overturned in the near future and no longer exist. Even so, the master still has awe for Lishan. This sword of Lishan is naturally extremely amazing, and he dare not disrespect it. "Isn't the number one in Dali swordsmanship our Lingxiao Pavilion?" The young man in golden clothes retorted. "Zi Li, for thousands of years, Lishan swordsmanship has been the best, but in recent years, Lishan swordsmanship has begun to weaken." The old man responded. The young man named Zi Li nodded, but his eyes were still a little arrogant. The group walked into the village. Butcher Lu Gang was chopping meat. His daughter Xiao Ya was sitting beside him. When Xiao Ya saw the young man named Tai A, she was stunned and thought to herself that such a beautiful young man was only a little worse than Brother Xiao Fan. The butcher's knife suddenly stopped. He looked up at the people in front of him and saw that the old man was like an ordinary person, smiling and nodding at him. The young man also bowed to him. Since this is Lishan, even the people in the village must have their own strengths, and he should respect them. Butcher Lu Gang's eyes froze there, his eyes were more solemn than ever, and his hand holding the knife was unstable and trembling slightly. When the group passed by him, Lu Gang felt as if he was soaked. "Lishan, there is trouble." A thought came to Lu Gang's mind. He had been in the village for decades and had met many people, including big figures in Lishan. However, this was the first time he felt such great pressure. The old man just passed by him, but Lu Gang felt a terrifying sword intent hidden inside. Lishan, a top swordsman came. He was naturally aware of the crisis in Lishan, and was afraid that he was here to cause trouble. The group continued to walk in the village. When they passed by, many villagers looked at the five people, old and young. The boy named Tai'a would bow and salute when he saw people, very polite. This made the villagers feel a little strange. Such a polite boy made their malice seem a little narrow-minded. The boy continued to walk forward and heard the sound of reading in front of him. A scholar holding a book walked out of the hut. The old man looked at the scholar and knew his origin. This scholar should be the disciple of that person. The scholar looked at the people gently, holding the scroll in his right hand behind his back, then bowed to the old man and said, "Mu Changqing greets the senior." The old man nodded in return and said, "Tai'a, Zili, greet Mr. Mu." The young man bowed after hearing the old man's words and said, "Jiaozi Jiang Tai'a greets Mr. Mu." Mu Changqing glanced at the young man and thought that he was a good young man, which reminded him of his junior brother. "What is the purpose of this trip, senior?" Mu Changqing asked. His voice was gentle and did not make people feel any hostility. He was full of bookish aura. Not far from him, the buffalo had been standing there since the old and young arrived, staring at the group of people in front of him with its huge eyes. "They have been admiring the sword of Lishan, so I brought them here to see it." The old man responded, and he could not sense any hostility from him. Mu Changqing glanced at the young man and nodded gently. "Please go ahead, senior. I won't see you off." Mu Changqing made way.
"Thank you." The old man nodded, and the group walked past Mu Changqing. When passing by the buffalo, the old man glanced at the buffalo. The group walked forward all the way, heading towards the inside of Lishan. Mu Changqing looked at the backs of several people, and sighed in his heart, since some people have arrived, then the people behind should be arriving soon, right? He looked outside the village, shook his head, and then returned to the room to continue teaching. The sound of reading aloud came from the room again. The old and the young walked forward all the way, stepped into Lishan, and went directly to the main peak. When they were about to reach the main peak, their whereabouts had been discovered. Many people around looked at the old and the young group, flying swords, standing around them, with sword intent surging on their bodies, ready to attack at any time. The old man was no longer as peaceful as before. At this time, the faint sword aura on his body made the people around him feel extremely dangerous. The group walked in the air, as if walking on flat ground, step by step towards the top of Jianfeng. In front of the sea of clouds, on the sword peak, and on the edge of the cliff, many figures appeared. They were all filled with sword intent. They looked towards the sea of clouds in front and stared at the figures approaching. The five people were getting closer and closer, and they were about to step onto the sword peak. The figures in the front were surging with sword intent, and they were ready to attack. "Make way." A voice came from the direction of the hall behind them, and those who wanted to attack immediately extinguished their sword intent and moved aside. A group of people walked past them, stepped onto the main peak of Lishan hand in hand, and walked towards the hall step by step. Coming to the wide square in front of the main hall, the young man looked up at the magnificent and ancient main hall in front of him. Lishan, we have arrived. The old man looked up at the ancient hall in front of him and said, "Lingxiao Pavilion, ask the sword Lishan."