In Lishan Village, villagers stood outside the house and could see the sword energy in the distant Lishan, even covering the sky above Lishan Village. Outside, the sound of horses came, and then the army of Wu Juejue from the imperial court was seen killing towards the village. [I hope readers will remember our domain name Taiwan Novel Network →𝑡𝑤𝑘𝑎𝑛.𝑐𝑜𝑚] Xu Bin's eyes were filled with cold and murderous intent, and he whispered: "Massacre the village, leave no one alive." The order of the national teacher, kill them all. In the blacksmith shop, the butcher was sharpening the knife, and Master Yang was still forging iron, throwing it to the villagers outside one by one. The villagers picked up their weapons and stared at the killing army. "This monster has killed a lot, but it hasn't killed anyone yet. I don't know what it feels like." The people in the village said, "It's all the same, just kill them as beasts.' "It makes sense. "Everyone nodded, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a fur coat standing on the roof. Behind him appeared a huge eagle, which was his martial spirit. He held a big bow. The bow was fully strung, and a sharp whistle sounded in the air. Three arrows broke through the air and killed the army with golden lightning.
Someone in the army also drew his bow and shot arrows, trying to shoot down the arrows, but saw the golden arrows directly split the arrows they shot and continued to move forward. "Puff—————" The arrows shot directly into the army, piercing the armor, piercing many people in succession, and people and horses fell in an instant. Xu Bin's expression condensed, his eyes were like knives, staring at the villagers in the distance and said: "Be careful." The villagers at the foot of the mountain are so strong? "Sir, we are here to help you. "Just heard a voice, and a line of figures in the distance came whistling. These figures were actually Buddhist monks, and they were from the Chuzhou Vajra Temple. "The Chen family is also willing to help Sir, the governor, to eliminate demons. "Another voice came, an old man strode forward, followed by many cultivators, and Chen Yan was also in the crowd. That day in Lin'an County, he escaped quickly, but the monk Wuxiang of the Vajra Temple and the old demon of Xiyao Lake were slaughtered on the spot by Wen Ruyu, which also frightened him into a cold sweat. Sure enough, Lishan, which is about to be destroyed, still needs to be careful. But now, Lishan is finally going to die. Many figures have emerged from the surrounding directions, all of which are forces from all over the place. They looked at the destructive scene in the direction of Lishan, and excitement was jumping in their eyes. Everything that rises must fall. Lishan has been strong for thousands of years, and even competed with the court. If it does not obey the king's orders, how can the court tolerate Lishan? It is only a matter of time. Now, the Emperor of Dali finally can't bear it anymore, and takes advantage of Lishan's lack of successors to kill Lishan. When a whale falls, all things come to life. Lishan has a thousand years of heritage, and the family The great cause is about to collapse. The court wants the sword, and Lingxiao Pavilion wants the Sword Valley and Lishan Sword Scripture. Can they pick up some of the remaining ones? With so many years of accumulation, Lishan has many magical weapons. Even in the library, there are many scriptures and ancient scrolls, and secret methods of cultivation. And how many big monsters have been killed by Lishan in the past thousand years? Are the corpses of these monsters still there? Are there any monster pills? In their eyes, Lishan is like a treasure, which makes people salivate.
Otherwise, how could they wade into this muddy water. Seeing the crowd coming, the butcher rushed directly into the crowd with a butcher knife in his hand. The big knife swung, and with a puff, several heads rolled to the ground, and blood spurted out. Master Yang, the blacksmith, holding a newly-made spear, also rushed into the crowd. With one shot, he pierced several people's bodies in succession, and then swung them violently, throwing their bodies away. "Come on. "He shouted, the court wants to move Lishan, even if he dies here today, his son will kill these dog officials in the future. Qingshan Qingshan, I hope you don't live up to the name I gave you. In another place, in the mountains of Lishan, a group of people are on the road. Mu Changqing led the way in front, followed by a group of children, followed by a buffalo at the end, and behind him, Lishan disciples were also sent one after another. "Changqing, they are handed over to you." Sending the disciples of Lishan down, he said. "Okay." Mu Changqing nodded and continued on his way. "Sir, is Lishan going to disappear?" A child asked innocently. "Lishan will always be there." Mu Changqing replied: "Lishan, and you." The children seemed to understand, and looked back from time to time, and a childish voice sounded: "Sir, why don't parents leave?" "A real man has something to do, they are all real men." Mu Changqing said. "I also want to be a real man. "The child said. "A real man should not do anything, so he can stay useful and grow up well." At this time, there was a sound of fighting in the distance. Someone was chasing the people who were seeing them off and came here. A group of figures came here, staring at the disciples and children who left the mountain, and said coldly: "Where are you going?" The buffalo turned slowly, staring at the figure that appeared in the air, and suddenly a terrifying demonic aura was released. The body of the buffalo quickly grew larger, and in a blink of an eye, it was like a mountain blocking the children. "Big demon." The man's face changed slightly. "Send them a way, too." Mu Changqing said, turned around and continued on his way. The buffalo exhaled a stream of hot air from its nostrils, raised its huge feet and stepped forward. With a loud bang, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and many people were trampled to death alive. The children looked up at the buffalo they had ridden, their eyes full of shock. The cow flew up. Ye Qinghuang took Li Fan back to the Sword Valley. At this time, the Sword Valley was empty, sealed by the sword energy, and all the disciples were sent away. Although Li Fan had many questions in his mind, the two of them did not say much. He faced forward and sat cross-legged on the Sword Valley, his consciousness moving towards the stone wall of Sword Mountain.
In an instant, Li Fan's consciousness entered it again. He faced forward, came to the sword, stretched out his hand, and held the sword. "Boom--" A terrifying aura poured into Li Fan's mind, and he seemed to have entered the world of swords. "Thousands of years ago, the world changed greatly, and a great opportunity appeared. I obtained the Supreme Sword Sutra, forged sword seeds, and obtained nine swords. God will surrender and bring peace to the world. " A voice came into Li Fan's mind, including many chaotic memory images. "For thousands of years, the Star and Vice Swords have been passed down from generation to generation, but no one can inherit the main sword. Now that you have come here and awakened me with your skills, I will teach you the complete skills to help you communicate with the Great Sword. If If you succeed, you will become the new generation of sword master after me. If you fail, you will lose your life. Are you willing to give it a try?" The solemn voice passed into Li Fan's mind. Only then did Li Fan understand that the sword-guiding method taught to him by his master had the same origin as the method practiced by Lishan Sword Ancestor. This method was the key to his ability to get here. Grandmaster, Master, and him are the chosen ones from generation to generation. After that, he came here after experiencing the tests of sword-asking, heart-asking, understanding, and will, and held the sword. Perhaps, Master, Master and Senior Sister themselves do not understand what this sword is. If you fail, you will die here. If the senior sister knew about it, she probably wouldn't let him come at all. "I'm willing to give it a try." Li Fan agreed without any hesitation. His life was originally picked up. It was Master and Senior Sister who forcefully pulled him back from the gate of hell, extended his life for more than ten years, and allowed him to Got here. Of course he couldn't give up. If so, how could he live in this world with face? As for the main sword and general's auxiliary sword mentioned by the other party, Li Fan didn't understand. But now Li Shan is in trouble and is likely to be destroyed. No matter what, he wants to take the sword. "Okay." The voice said with satisfaction: "The full name of this technique is the Sword Sutra of Guan Jiutian Xuan Cha Dao. You only practiced the first part of the sword introduction through visualization. I will now teach you the complete Sword Sutra." After saying that, another stream of memories and images poured into Li Fan's mind, and the voice continued: "When you are running the technique, you need to be focused on it without any distracting thoughts. Now you need to forget about leaving the mountain and immerse yourself in it." In the practice, I will guide you and help you communicate with the sword of the great road." Li Fan was a little anxious, but he still tried to control himself. He kept his mind free, let himself go, immersed himself in memory, and observed the memory skills. Countless words and pictures appeared in my mind, "Visualize." Li Fan gradually remained calm. In his mind, a giant sword appeared between heaven and earth. There were many words engraved on it, which was the Sword Sutra. Time passed little by little, and a war was breaking out up and down Lishan Mountain, but the Sword Valley was blocked by the Sword Curtain, and no one disturbed it. Ye Qinghuang stood on the Sword Valley to protect Li Fan. Li Fan forgot the passage of time and was completely immersed in the visualization. He gradually returned to calm, as if he had transformed into the sword, and he was the sword.
Above the sky, there seemed to be light from the stars falling down, falling on the sword. The sword slowly moved upwards, following the starlight, and he felt the call. But soon, like usual practice, Li Fan encountered a strong resistance. As Li Fan continued to go up, the resistance became stronger and stronger. His consciousness felt a sense of peeling off, making it difficult to move forward. At this time, an external force acted on his consciousness, helping him continue to respond to the call. For a moment, Li Fan's consciousness suffered extremely intense pain, as if it was about to be torn and shattered, being peeled off bit by bit. "Recite the skills silently and guard yourself, otherwise you will be in danger." A reminder came. Li Fan recited the Sword Sutra silently and held on to his consciousness. The pain became more and more intense, but he seemed to have forgotten it. He is a sword cultivator and is not afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of pain. In that illusory space, words seemed to spit out from Li Fan's mouth, as if they contained the sound of the great avenue. His soul seemed to be peeled off and torn into pieces, but the sound of the great avenue kept it immortal. That sword goes all the way up. "boom---" Li Fan only felt his consciousness shake violently, and the next moment, he seemed to appear in a void space. Looking up, Li Fan looked at the scene in front of him in shock. This place seemed like a cosmic space that had existed since ancient times, like deep in the sky, above his head, a divine sword like a star was suspended in the sky, ancient and mysterious. Around this divine sword, there are eight swords hanging high, all of which exude a terrifying aura. "This is————" Li Fan was shocked in his heart. "This is the Sword of the Great Dao." A voice came, and Li Fan's consciousness moved towards the sword.