Sword guarding Chang'an

Chapter 325 Qinglong Temple Li Yuqiong
Outside Chang'an City.

Along the yellow mud ancient road.

Two swordsmen, fighting each other!

Although Yang Dingxin lost his cultivation base, his sword intent, his body even lost the functions of a warrior, and even the strength in his hands was not as strong as that of an ordinary big man.

But that doesn't say anything.

He is the contemporary sword god of Jianzong.

He is the number one swordsman in the land of China.

His name is Yang Dingxin, and he is the mountain that all swordsmen look up to.

Li Jianbai moved slowly, and the dragon sparrow emerged in his hand. This is a supreme sword. In terms of grade, the Daxia dragon sparrow is higher than Huaxia Dingqin.

Ding Qin is the sword of the country.

And the realm of Longque is already at the same level as Taoist Taichu, and it has reached the sword of Shenzhou.

This sword is the sword obtained by Yang Dingxin who entered the Xiantian swordsman, and this sword has followed Yang Dingxin for decades.

At this moment, in Li Jianbai's hands, he slowly raised his sword.

Yang Dingxin only has a dead branch in his hand, but this can explain something, on the contrary, it further proves how far Yang Dingxin's sword has reached.

No sword in hand is better than sword!
"Senior, please enlighten me." Li Jianbai drew out his sword.

"Well, let's attack." Yang Dingxin nodded.

Li Jianbai didn't hold back his hands at all, and used the eighteen swords from the beginning, just like practicing.

"Not bad." Yang Dingxin said lightly.

Just two words "not bad" are enough to show Yang Dingxin's appreciation and approval of Li Jianbai.

The Eighteen Swordsmanship is popularized all over the world, but there are very few people who can master the Eighteenth Swordsmanship.

It seems that these eighteen swordsmanship are the most basic swordsmanship among the swordsmanship, but every move is back to the basics and is a minimalist swordsmanship.

According to legend, the basic eighteen swordsmanship was created by ancient sword immortals.

All ancient sword cultivators must practice the basic eighteen swords to perfection before they are eligible to embark on the path of sword cultivation.

Li Jianbai is very lucky, but also very unfortunate.

Fortunately, Li Chunfeng led the way and Yang Dingxin guided the way of swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, he embarked on the path of kendo, but the lineage of kendo has been broken.

The two fight.

Li Jianbai didn't use any true energy, any internal energy, or any cultivation, only the moves above the sword to fight.

Yang Dingxin nodded, and with the dead branch in his hand, he evolved a sword way that surpassed the true meaning.

Every time he can strike first, every time he can intercept Li Jianbai's sword, and every time he can use his strength to strike.

It seemed that the sword in Li Jianbai's hand was bounced back everywhere, blocked back, and intercepted sword moves.

This made Li Jianbai very irritated, because every move he had was predicted by Yang Dingxin, every move couldn't get the desired effect, and every move seemed to hit the cotton.

Even, he was almost hurt by his move.

"Your sword is still close." Yang Dingxin said coldly.

With a dead tree branch in his hand, he turned his backhand, and then tapped it lightly in the air, and a ray of sunlight actually emitted a dazzling cold light.

Obviously, Yang Dingxin lost his cultivation base and sword intent, but under the changes in his hands, he evolved such an exquisite move.

"Sunshine? Space? Guizhen?" Li Jianbai seemed to realize something.

Yang Dingxin has no cultivation base, but he can point out this sword light with the help of his surroundings, which is shocking and puzzling.

"Senior's sword, this junior has never heard of it or seen it in his life." Li Jianbai stared at it with his left eye, and found that Yang Dingxin's moves were perfect to the extreme.

Into the micro realm!

Correct!
It is the subtleties in the legend!
"The sword is the heart, and my heart is the sword." Yang Dingxin said pointingly.

Li Jianbai felt something, but he couldn't understand it for a while.

There are thousands of truths in the world, everyone understands, but it is very difficult to understand, to understand, to understand.

"Your sword still has flaws. You can't think about defeating me, but you should think about defeating yourself." Yang Dingxin said softly.

Suddenly, Li Jianbai understood, and exclaimed: "Senior, it seems that I am fighting you, but in fact, you transformed my sword moves and counterattacked me, which means that I was actually fighting myself from the beginning. Is it right?"

"Huh?" Yang Dingxin was taken aback, looked at Li Jianbai in surprise, and said: "I didn't expect you, kid, to understand quite quickly. In the words of a master: a child can be taught."

Li Jianbai understood immediately, immediately saluted respectfully, and said seriously: "Thank you for your guidance, senior, I will never forget it."

"En." Yang decided to withdraw his sword.

If he really wanted to fight, Yang Dingxin couldn't beat Li Jianbai at all if Li Jianbai used his cultivation.

If it was true, Li Jingwu or Yuan Daogang would have prevented Li Jianbai from leaving long ago.

This time.

Yang Dingxin wins or loses in the duel, not really to prevent Li Jianbai from leaving, but to perfect Li Jianbai's swordsmanship.

Now it seems that this kid has a very high level of comprehension.

"You can get lost." Yang Dingxin took a deep breath, turned the wheelchair on his own, and left slowly, without saying a word to Li Jianbai.

"Senior." Li Jianbai knelt down and bowed to Yang Dingxin who was slowly walking away.

In this world, there are too many people that Li Jianbai admires.

Yang Dingxin is one of them.

The two of them don't have the name of master and apprentice, but they have the reality of master and apprentice.

After a long time.

Li Jianbai got up, but it was time for him to leave.

Imperial Mausoleum.

Li Jianbai saw Zhao Jin, Zhao Jin who had been guarding the imperial mausoleum, since the death of his father Li Kaiming, Zhao Jin had been guarding here.

Even when Li Jianzhi ordered the chief executive three times to come out of the mountain, Zhao Jin refused.

Li Jianbai came to visit his father and mother.

Li Jianbai stayed in the cemetery for a long, long time, Zhao Jin stood quietly for a long, long time, the two of them didn't speak, and there was no need to say anything.

Finally Li Jianbai left.

Qinglong Temple.

Li Jianbai climbed up the mountain step by step, recalling that when he came to Qinglong Temple, he was still tricked by Prince Shanyu of the Xiongnu.

Sister Hong, who was seriously injured, came to Qinglong Temple for help.

Time passed, and Li Jianbai came here again, because he had to bid farewell to the dead and relatives when he was about to leave.

In Qinglong Temple, Li Yuqiong became a nun here, and Sister Hong was also here.

Before the eldest grandson Wuyou passed away, she repeatedly asked Sister Hong to take care of Li Yuqiong for her, because Li Yuqiong was the last concern of the eldest grandson Wuyou, and Sister Hong agreed.

The three brothers and sisters met again, and there were many vicissitudes on their faces.

The three sat quietly under the old tree.

"I'm leaving." The three of them didn't speak, and they didn't know what to say, finally Li Jianbai broke the silence.

"Will you come back again?" Sister Hong and Li Yuqiong asked at the same time.

"I don't know." Li Jianbai thought for a while, it was really impossible to be sure.

Throughout the ages, many people have left through the void, but none of them can come back, but everything is possible.

Since the Emperor Han can come to Shenzhou, maybe there are other ways to return to Shenzhou.

"You must come back." Sister Hong said, looking at Li Jianbai seriously.

"En." Li Jianbai turned and left without any worries.

Looking at Li Jianbai's back, Li Yuqiong couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Brother, yes, I'm sorry."

"Well, you are not sorry for me, you are sorry for yourself, little sister, please forgive yourself."

After finishing speaking, Li Jianbai disappeared, because senior Daokui was waiting for him above the vast sea.

(End of this chapter)