Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1 Strange Dream
Early in the morning, the sun rises.

Yang Xuan was the same as usual, lazily standing on the martial arts field outside the Qixuan Sect.

"One day's plan lies in the morning. If you want to become an inner sect disciple and honor your ancestors, hard work is the only way. Remember, whoever fails to break through to the Yuan Condensation Realm beforehand will be expelled from the gate wall according to the sect's rules."

An old man with white hair, childlike face and red face stood at the front of the martial arts arena and said loudly.

The old man was none other than Gu Yunfeng, the Great Elder of the Outer Sect of Qixuan Sect.

After he finished speaking, he cleared his throat and got back to the subject: "Listen well, what I'm explaining today is basic swordsmanship."

"What, basic swordsmanship? What's so good about this rotten swordsmanship?"

"Yes, our top priority is to cultivate the physical body, open up the meridians of the whole body, and break through to the condensed realm."

"What are you doing, I thought the Great Elder was going to teach us some gorgeous combat skills today!"

Many teenagers and girls under the stage murmured softly. They, the outer disciples, are all in the Body Tempering Realm. To put it bluntly, this realm is body training, opening up the meridians of the whole body, and condensing the innate vitality. Only in this way can they hope to step into the Condensing Yuan Realm.

At that time, one could practice both kung fu and martial arts, not to mention kung fu, martial arts are a method of using vitality, and their power is much stronger than basic swordsmanship.

Moreover, even if one did not reach the Yuan Condensation Realm, the power of many combat techniques surpassed basic swordsmanship.

Based on this, no one wants to waste time on basic fencing.

"Basic swordsmanship? It's boring." Yang Xuan shook his head gently, closed his eyes, and dozed off. For the past six months, he has had the same dream every night. In the dream, he kills people like hemp, and often wakes up in the middle of the night with severe sleep disorders. insufficient.

There were too many people in the audience, Gu Yunfeng didn't notice Yang Xuan, and shouted: "Shut up, you don't want to look down on basic swordsmanship, this thing can last forever, there is a reason for its existence, you should all know the sword god, right? "

"I know that the name of the sword god is Gu Tongxuan."

"I also know that the sword god seems to have been born on our Xingchen Island, and he was already a famous swordsman over 1000 years ago."

Many disciples said loudly.

"You guys are right, but you only know one thing and don't know the other thing. To tell you the truth, the Sword God has practiced basic swordsmanship since childhood, so that he can comprehend the meaning of the sword at the age of the weak crown, master the profound meaning of the way of the sword at the age of a hundred, and finally establish a sect in Zhongzhou , recruit disciples widely, and be admired by thousands of people." Gu Yunfeng said.

"real or fake!?"

Everyone was amazed. They knew that the Sword God was the master of the Zhongzhou super sect Sword God Palace, and also a world-renowned swordsman with superb sword skills, but they didn't expect that the Sword God practiced basic sword skills since childhood.

"This is absolutely true, so if you want to make achievements in the way of the sword, you must practice the basics of swordsmanship and understand the profound meaning of the way of the sword."

Speaking of this, Gu Yunfeng paused, and said: "I have said so much, you may still not believe it, how about this, I will find someone to demonstrate it to you."

After saying that, he asked, "Is Yang Xuan here?"

The voice fell, and no one answered.

After a while, someone laughed and said, "Reporting to the Great Elder, Yang Xuan fell asleep."

"Haha, I really fell asleep." A group of people burst into laughter, all looking at a boy.

The young man was Yang Xuan, he looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, he was very handsome, but his body was thin and weak, as if blown down by a gust of wind.

At this moment, he lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and slept soundly.

"He can fall asleep standing up, this guy is really weird." Someone chuckled.

"Yang Xuan." Gu Yunfeng raised his voice and shouted, he was a little angry, he didn't expect a disciple to dare to doze off under his nose.

"The disciple is here." Yang Xuan was awakened by the roar, he didn't care to wipe the saliva from his mouth, and hurriedly replied loudly.

"Exit."

"Yes, Great Elder."

Yang Xuan didn't know why Gu Yunfeng called him out, but he still suppressed his sleepiness, walked out from an inconspicuous corner behind the crowd, and trotted all the way to the stage.

"Take the sword!"

Not giving Yang Xuan any good looks, Gu Yunfeng waved his sleeve robe, and an iron sword flew down the stage.

Yang Xuan reacted quickly, raised his right hand, and grabbed the hilt of the sword. The action was crisp and neat. Seeing Gu Yunfeng's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Yang Xuan, I have watched you practice swords in private a few days ago. It is very good. Now you Let’s demonstrate the basic swordsmanship to many fellow disciples, and let them see the power of the basic swordsmanship.”

"I see."

Yang Xuan suddenly realized why Gu Yunfeng wanted to come out by himself, he didn't think much about it, and said respectfully: "I would like to obey the orders of the Great Elder!"

After finishing speaking, he half-closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, his eyes became extremely sharp, as if two cold sword lights flashed by.

Swish!
A group of teenagers and girls looked at him together.

At this moment, that lazy and seemingly thin figure suddenly became taller in the eyes of many people, especially the deep and sharp eyes, which faintly gave people a sense of invisible oppression.

Under the attention of everyone, Yang Xuan's face remained unchanged, his waist sank slightly, his left foot took half a step back, his right elbow was retracted, and then suddenly erupted, his right elbow was like a loose spring, and the iron sword in his hand pierced horizontally, like a bolt of lightning void.

This is the thorn of basic swordsmanship!

It is required to be fast, ruthless and accurate, to kill the enemy with one blow.

As the iron sword pierced through the air, Yang Xuan didn't stop, his body moved quickly, sometimes like an eagle hitting the sky, sometimes like a lion and tiger jumping at a sheep, the iron sword in his hand was flying, and the sword light all over his body was dense like a spider's web.

The basic swordsmanship is not very gorgeous, but it has been passed down for a long time, including stabbing, chopping, pointing, pulling, picking, collapsing, cutting, chopping, wiping, cutting, clouding, hanging, racking, etc.

In ancient times, this was a compulsory skill for sword practitioners, but after a long time, few people are willing to practice it, because this technique is easy to learn but difficult to master, and it takes time and effort to achieve something.

However, Yang Xuan is different, he has yearned for the joyful enmity of the world with the sword since he was a child, not to mention that he is also extremely talented in the way of the sword, has an inexplicable love for the sword, and does not spare some time every day to practice the sword , he felt uncomfortable all over.

hum!hum!hum!
The sword light was flying like raindrops, and it was like lightning bolts. His speed of swinging the sword had reached the extreme.

"Wow! It's amazing!"

"Yeah, it turns out that basic sword skills can be so gorgeous!"

"Hee hee, this girl has decided that she will also practice basic swordsmanship in the future!"

Many young girls who have just started are amazed. Most of them pursue gorgeous combat skills and lack interest in basic swordsmanship. However, Yang Xuan's basic swordsmanship is smooth and flowing, full of unspeakable explosive power and beauty, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Tch, what's so powerful, just wait and see, he won't last long." A strange voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"why?"

"Hey, he's just a waste. He has only cultivated in the outer sect for five years before he reached the second level of Body Tempering Realm, and he is already 17 years old this year. In one year, unless he takes some panacea, it is impossible for him to break through to the Condensed Origin Realm. , is destined to be kicked out."

"Oh, it's a pity that if you don't practice swordsmanship, you'll get old for nothing!"

"What's the pity, trash is always trash, even if you have some talent in the way of swordsmanship, if you can't improve your cultivation, it's just empty air."

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Yang Xuan to swing his sword more and more slowly, his face gradually turned pale, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat from his body.

In just a moment, his arms were numb, his body lost strength, and the speed of swinging the sword seemed to be like a turtle crawling.

"Hey, you see, he's dying soon." Someone sneered.

Yang Xuan's expression was focused, and he turned a deaf ear to all kinds of ridicules. Although his muscles were swollen and painful at the moment, he still had no intention of stopping.

"I haven't finished using a set of basic sword skills, I can't stop, I can't stop."

"Hold on, I'm still young, and I can't give up lightly. My father sent me to Qixuanmen with great difficulty after asking someone to find a relationship. I can't let him down because he has such high expectations of me."

Constantly cheering himself up in his heart, Yang Xuan bit his lips tightly and continued to swing the iron sword. Every slow movement made him miserable, his face became paler, and his body was covered in sweat, but his brows became more determined, There is a strong obsession in my heart.

"Senior brother Yang Xuan, stop, you will pass out if you continue like this." A girl couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted crisply.

"Junior Sister Xue'er, he is a piece of trash, why do you care so much about him?"

"Senior brother Yang Xuan is not a waste, don't talk nonsense."

"Junior Sister, you, don't you fall in love with him?"

……

"Hey, this kid has extremely high attainments in the way of swordsmanship, but his physique is too poor. If there is no chance, it may be difficult to step into the Yuan Condensation Realm in this life."

Gu Yunfeng sighed softly in his heart, couldn't bear to look any longer, and said lightly: "Okay, Yang Xuan, stop."

"thump!"

No matter how hard Yang Xuan persisted, he half-kneeled on the ground, with a bitter smile on his face: "This body is really fragile, and I'm as tired as a dog without even finishing a set of basic swordsmanship."

"Go down and rest."

"Yes, Great Elder."

Yang Xuan nodded, strenuously stood up, and staggered towards the rear of the martial arts arena.

Walking along the way, he could clearly see the gloating gazes of many fellow disciples, but he didn't realize it and didn't take it to heart at all. After many years of cultivation in the outer sect, he had long been used to such gazes, and his determination was extremely firm.

……

After the morning exercise, Yang Xuan was dizzy and didn't know how he left. He vaguely felt as if he was being helped back to his residence by a girl.

He was so tired that his body seemed to be falling apart, so he threw himself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Not surprisingly, a strange dream strikes.

For the past six months, every time Yang Xuan fell asleep, he would have a strange dream.

In the dream, he turned into another person. He was extremely talented since he was a child, and he was already famous in the mainland in his 20s, but he was notorious because he killed people like hemp, his hands were stained with blood, and he was called the Demon King of Shura.

But people are floating in the rivers and lakes, and there is no one who does not suffer from the knife. When he was 28 years old, he encountered a catastrophe, was besieged by more than a dozen top masters, and finally died of exhaustion in battle.

That battle was earth-shattering, more than a dozen cities were destroyed, countless people died tragically, and within a radius of ten thousand miles, everything was wiped out and life was wiped out.

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