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Chapter 275: Understand the swordsmanship of time! 【Ask for monthly ticket】

Chapter 275: Understand the swordsmanship of time! 【Ask for monthly ticket】

Shushan Patriarch Hall.

When Xu Changsheng reached the top of the mountain, he realized that the Ancestral Hall in Shushan was nothing special.

If there is anything different, it is that there are many small flowers blooming in front of the Ancestral Hall, which is located at the highest peak of Shushan Mountain and towers like the clouds.

There are all kinds of colors, opened all over the place, and scattered.

When Xu Changsheng first landed, he was afraid of being stepped on.

Seeing his performance, Wen Zhongyou stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, these flowers are planted for people to step on."

"Is this planted?"

Wen Zhongyou nodded, not knowing what he was thinking of. There was a trace of reminiscence in his eyes, and he said softly: "Flowers planted by the past will bloom in future generations."

As soon as they arrived, Master Taiqing led two deputy mountain masters and Fuguang, the Great Sword Immortal of the Breaking Void Realm, out of the Patriarch Hall.

Wen Zhongyou smiled and cupped his hands, then turned into sword light and left, talking to himself as he left.

"There is a sword today and there will be flowers tomorrow. I will kill all the flowers after they bloom."

The voice faltered, as if singing a ditty.

Upon hearing this, Pei Guan, who was talking to Master Taiqing, suddenly turned to look at Wen Zhongyou who was leaving.

"It seems I want to congratulate you old guy in advance."

Master Taiqing said nonchalantly: "Isn't it just a Guixu Sword Immortal who is about to break through? It's nothing, we have many in Shushan."

But judging from the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but turn up, it was obvious that this was not what he said.

Not even the Shushan Patriarch Hall, Shushan alone is the holy land for all sword cultivators in the world.

Coming here, especially not far away stood the world's No. 1 Lord Taiqing of Shushan Mountain, and behind him were two Great Sword Immortals of the Void-Breaking Realm.

Xu Changsheng was inevitably a little cautious, so Wenren Beimu led him to a nearby place to meet him.

He also finally learned from Wenren Beimu's message introduction that one of the two deputy mountain masters was called Ji Jing, and the other was called Lu Zongxing.

Both of them were characters that Xu Changsheng had only seen in classics.

For example, this Ji Jing, when he was still in the Yangshen realm in his early years, he practiced swordsmanship in the Shiwan Mountains, and finally forced a demon king from the Guixu realm to drive him out.

Why expulsion?
Because he killed too many demons, there was another aspect, which meant that none of the demon kings in the Return to the Void Realm could kill him.

As for Lu Zongxing, it is said that he practiced in the Buddhist Kingdom of the West in his early years, and when he came back, he was already a swordsman in the Return to the Void Realm. He then went to the Endless Sea to kill a sea monster that was causing harm to the world, and then came back. He is the Great Sword Immortal who has broken the void realm.

"Come on, come in and talk."

As Master Taiqing said that, he led Pei Guan in, followed by several others. Xu Changsheng was the lowest in seniority, so he naturally walked at the end.

But the moment he stepped into the Shushan Patriarch Hall, he suddenly stopped and stopped.

The first few people turned back to look at him.

Master Taiqing smiled and said, "It depends on what he can comprehend."

Pei Guan nodded, and this was the purpose of bringing Xu Changsheng to the Shushan Ancestral Master Hall.

The Sword Cultivation Holy Land is the number one among the immortal sects in the world, how can it really be that it has no foundation?
This Ancestral Hall is one of them.

World Sword Cultivator came out of Shushan. This Shushan Ancestral Master Hall is naturally also the Ancestral Master Hall of Tianxia Sword Cultivator. Anyone who comes to this Shushan Ancestral Master Hall for the first time will receive gifts.

As for what exactly it is, it depends on the individual.

Maybe it's a swordsmanship, a Taoist technique, a sword, or even a cultivation level, it's all possible.

Pei Guan also had some expectations. After all, he knew Xu Changsheng's talent, character and destiny.

"Come on, let's talk about our business and don't worry about him."

Several people immediately sat down to discuss matters, divided into hosts and guests.

at the same time.

Xu Changsheng, who had just stepped into the Patriarch's Hall, felt that his vision went dark. He subconsciously thought of the sword, but in the next moment, he realized that this was the Shushan Patriarch's Hall, and the palace master was right in front of him.

Dots of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he stood on a boulder suspended in mid-air.

There was a sea of ​​clouds under his feet. He looked up and saw stars in the dark night.

"What is this place?"

He murmured in his heart.

Immediately, as if he felt the doubts in his heart, the boulder under his feet began to move, first flying straight towards the sky.

He flew upwards, but those little stars fell towards him.

There is quite a sense of running towards each other.

Xu Changsheng's heart stopped as he saw the two sides getting closer and closer, and he finally saw his true appearance.

I saw scenes inside each of the stars.

He saw a sword cultivator dancing on the top of the mountain, and he saw the sun rising from the sea of ​​clouds. But when he looked closer, he discovered that there was a person standing in the middle of the sun. He was raising a sword... He saw a sword Once you have cultivated across the wasteland, vitality will appear wherever you go.

He also saw a sword cultivator playing chess with a crane on the edge of the cliff...

The boulder dragged him continuously among the stars in the sky, and Xu Changsheng was dizzy.

But suddenly, he saw a middle-aged man with gray hair waving to him in the starlight, and the boulder then carried him to the starlight.

Xu Changsheng immediately discovered that he seemed to have penetrated the starlight from the boulder and arrived at the cliff where the middle-aged man was.

"here it is……"

Xu Changsheng looked around. Under the cliff was a vast sea of ​​clouds, and at his feet was a cliff protruding from the mountain. There was a wooden tea table in front of him, with a pot and two cups.

The middle-aged man did not answer, but smiled and motioned for Xu Changsheng to take a seat.

"How far have you learned the swordsmanship of "Guangyin"?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.

Xu Changsheng had just sat down. When he heard these words, he immediately stood up as if he understood something.

The middle-aged man smiled and waved, "Sit down, sit down and talk."

"Senior is... Lin Jianxian?"

The creator of swordsmanship in "Time" is named Lin Yu.

Lin Yu nodded slightly, "When I was alive, I was called by this name."

Xu Changsheng held the disciple ceremony and bowed deeply to him, "Xu Changsheng, a junior student, has met Senior Lin!"

If you inherit swordsmanship, you should be favored by others.

"You don't have to be so polite. I didn't expect that someone could really learn the swordsmanship I created. Let me calculate...it has been almost 3000 years, and you are the first person to join my sword pool."

"It's very difficult to understand the rules of time-based flying swords."

Lin Yu shook his head as he spoke, "Have you probably learned the second level of the "Time" swordsmanship?"

"Exactly."

Xu Changsheng sat down again, nodded vigorously, and then smiled sheepishly: "This third level of 'Epiphyllum' has never been able to find a way."

Lin Yu smiled and looked at Xu Changsheng again.

"In the Caiyang Divine Realm, it is normal to be unable to comprehend the third level of 'Ephemeral Epiphyllum'."

"After you break through the realm and understand the way of space, it will be easier to understand the third layer of epiphyllum."

Xu Changsheng carefully wrote down, "So, what is this third level?"

Lin Yu looked at the sea of ​​clouds under the cliff, then reached out to pick up a stone from the ground and threw it into the sea of ​​clouds.

"The creatures in the world are like a white horse passing by, and the life of the creatures is like a flash in the pan."

"When you break through the Guixu Realm, you will have an opportunity to travel through the long river of time. By then, you may be able to understand it more clearly."

Xu Changsheng nodded without understanding.

"You are now in the Yang Shen realm, and you have mastered the rules of flying swords. I am afraid that ordinary Yuanshen masters are no match for you. But you may still feel that the sword immortals in the Guixu realm are unattainable. Poxu In front of you, the Great Sword Immortal of this realm is like an insurmountable mountain."

"But only after you have seen the majesty of the long river of time will you know that in fact, these are nothing in the face of time."

Lin Yu said with a wry smile: "It's not even a slightly larger stone, let alone a splash in the river of time."

When Xu Changsheng heard this, he was convinced.

"This is how it feels when my flying sword swims far away in the long river of time." When the Spring and Autumn Sword traveled far away in the long river of time, he felt that his flying sword was like a fish swimming in the vast ocean.

There is no edge at all.

Lin Yu nodded lightly, "Actually, people like us are already considered good. How many Qi practitioners will never see the glory of the river of time in their entire lives."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and gestured from a distance.

Xu Changsheng lowered his head and saw that at some point, his cup was also filled with tea.

He hurriedly picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, but when the tea entered his mouth, he found that there seemed to be something in his mouth, but it seemed that there was nothing.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly seemed to feel the eternal breath from time.

This feeling is as if everything I have experienced before has been passed through in front of my eyes in this tea.

Even the things Xu Changsheng experienced in his previous life were remembered by him.

He seemed to grasp something from it, but it seemed like he didn't.

Lin Yu suggested: "Although the swordsmanship of "Guangyin" is good, I created it based on the characteristics of my flying sword. The most suitable one is of course myself."

"You can use it as a reference, but it is not suitable for you after all. What is really suitable is what you understand on your own."

As he spoke, Lin Yu also drank all the tea in his hand, but what he had in his hand was ordinary tea.

Xu Changsheng frowned slightly, feeling that something was a little bit off.

He subconsciously wanted to take out a piece of Enlightenment Tea from his mustard, but found that what came in was only his soul, not his body.

"When you encounter difficulties, don't always think about relying on external things. Sometimes you work hard, and the results are often there... in a moment of thought."

"in a moment?"

Xu Changsheng repeated.

He thought about his past and present lives. If he breaks down the matter of time travel in detail, wouldn't time travel give him a chance to return to his youth?

It can make up for many things that I lacked in my previous life.

You can give yourself a chance to choose your own destiny again... But the choice of destiny is not a choice every moment?

Spring and Autumn Sword... Spring and Autumn.

Why did he name it Spring and Autumn in the first place?

Xu Changsheng finally captured the feeling that he had just forgotten, that was the moment when he had just condensed the flying sword!

The slightest touch from the two natal flying swords coming out of the Dantian.

A flower in the mirror is like a dream, directly creating another world for yourself.

A Spring and Autumn Sword... Spring and Autumn.

Morning bacteria don’t know Hui Shuo, worms don’t know Spring and Autumn... What is Spring and Autumn?

For Qi practitioners pursuing immortality, Spring and Autumn is just one year, passing by in the blink of an eye, but for Han Chan, Spring and Autumn is a lifetime.

Spring and Autumn are its life.

Xu Changsheng had many thoughts in his mind, and his thoughts were running wild like an unfettered wild horse.

Lin Yu, who was sitting next to him, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Under normal circumstances, their thoughts existing in the sword pool are sleeping, and they will only wake up when new sword cultivators enter the Shushan Patriarch Hall.

So he is enjoying this rare opportunity.

"I don't know what this little guy can understand."

Lin Yu was also curious.

Time, this is what all Qi practitioners are pursuing together. How wonderful it is, it can make people exist in the world forever.

How cruel, no matter how talented he is, even the favorite who has mastered the flying sword of time rules, there is no room for negotiation in the face of time.

After all, this long river of time... is not an ownerless thing...

Also waiting are Master Taiqing and others sitting in the Shushan Patriarch Hall.

At this moment, three full days had passed since they entered the Patriarch Hall.

The discussion has been completed long ago, even because of Xu Changsheng's actions on the Yellow Sand Mountain and Zuo Ji's death.

Collisions between the human race and heaven have occurred in several places in the world.

Even Pei Guan's clone went to put out the fire and confronted a certain palace master in the heaven.

The death of a heavenly palace master greatly accelerated the war between the human race and the heavenly court, during which countless human monks died.

Some people die with honour, but others live with honour.

The two deputy mountain masters of Shushan also drew swords one from the south and the other from the north. Fuguang stayed in Shushan to mend his mind because his mind was damaged.

"Master, what do you think this little junior brother can understand?"

Wenren Beimu couldn't help but be curious.

When he first stepped into the Patriarch's Hall, he also entered this sword pool. He understood at that time... it can't be said that he understood.

The thing he got at that time is now hanging on his waist.

The sword-raising gourd who ranks among the top ten in the world.

Pei Guan glanced at him and was too lazy to answer.

Master Taiqing said with a smile: "Don't worry, the longer you stay, the better you will understand."

Wen Ren Bei Mu immediately thought of himself. He had stayed in the sword pond for a full day before he got the approval of the sword gourd.

But where is Xu Changsheng now?
It's been three days and there's still no movement.

Wenren Beimu sighed leisurely. Sure enough, people just can't be compared.

But after a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, how long did you stay when you first entered this sword pool?"

Pei Guan still ignored him.

Wen Ren Bei Mu touched the sword gourd on his waist, grinned slightly, and looked at Master Taiqing again.

The smile on the latter's face did not diminish, and his pale face was wrinkled by laughter, "Soon, it will only be three days."

Wen Ren Bei Mu gave a thumbs up but said nothing.

Master Taiqing didn't show any airs in front of these juniors, he smiled and waved his hand.

But at this moment, Xu Changsheng, who had been motionless, suddenly opened his eyes.

The three people who stayed in the Patriarch Hall looked at it immediately.

But in the next moment, Xu Changsheng's figure disappeared.

Wenren Beimu doesn't know what happened for the time being.

Master Taiqing and Pei Guan's eyes lit up, and Pei Guan stood up directly and said, "Try to attack me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure seemed to move in the Patriarch Hall, leaving behind an illusory figure.

Xu Changsheng's figure also appeared in front of the illusory figure, slashing with his sword, and the two figures flashed past.

When he appeared again, Pei Guan was already seated.

Xu Changsheng also returned to the same place, his face turned pale and sweat continued to form on his forehead.

Wen Ren Bei Mu looked left and right, but couldn't find anything... Is the gap between me and my junior brother really that big?

Master Taiqing stood up, stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay, okay!"

"If you don't kill people, you can cut off the past. This is something that many people dare not even think about."

Master Taiqing sighed with a smile on his face.

Xu Changsheng grinned, "The consumption is too great... Many thanks to the master for helping me."

Wenren Beimu wanted to ask, but Xu Changsheng took the initiative to explain: "I just passed by the edge of the River of Time and gave the palace master ten breaths ago a sword blow."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)

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