Wild boar

Chapter 631 The Fastest Sword
Tianjian Mountain.

In the secret warehouse at the belly of the mountain.

A middle-aged Taoist priest in black came to the cave with a deep frown.

"Father... the things were taken away by Xue Jikang's descendants." The Taoist in black said.

"Hehehe..." The haggard old man who was suppressed by the stone tablet was not angry but happy. Instead, he laughed.

"No need, they have already arrived at Tianjian Mountain. I have already issued a summons. Ancestor Wu Di Jiang will come from the upper world to retrieve his spiritual bones. Hahahaha..." The withered old man laughed wildly.

"Father, Di Jiang has been ascending to the upper realm for thousands of years. Now his cultivation is so high that it is impossible to fathom. If these immortal realm cultivators return to the lower realm, I am afraid that we will be wiped out like ants." The middle-aged Taoist said with a frown.

"Aren't you going to run?"

"But father, you can't move."

"Don't worry, my father is just using the mighty power of Dijiang to dismantle the Zhenshen Monument. He doesn't really want to die with them." The haggard old man said with a smile.

"Kui Ming... you should go first. Even if Di Jiang is the True Immortal, his target is only the spiritual bones left in this world ten thousand years ago. If you run away in advance, there will be no danger."

"Father...why is Di Jiang so cultivated that he still can't bear to part with his spiritual bones from ten thousand years ago?" Zheng Kuiming asked strangely.

"Di Jiang's cultivation methods are very different from those of us Taoist monks who have understood the great ways of heaven and earth. Their great ways are contained in their blood, so they value blood very much. Don't worry, Di Jiang will definitely come." The old man said. He said with determination.

……

On Sword Valley.

32 high platforms.

Nearly a hundred swordsmen discussed swordsmanship for one day.

until night.

The sword cultivators were still in high spirits.

suddenly.

A ray of light descended.

Escape the light and gather it away.

A young man appeared above everyone.

This man was wearing a green Taoist robe, with a square face, big ears and narrow eyes.

Although it is not handsome, it makes people feel like spring breeze.

He looked at everyone with a smile on his face and smiled without saying a word.

No one present could see this person's cultivation level, they just thought he was a mortal.

But it was precisely because of this that everyone suddenly felt shocked.

"Zhan Jinchu of Zhishang Palace."

"Zhang Lingqian in Zhishang Palace."

"Wang Ling of Zhishang Palace."

"Meet the ancestors!"

On a high platform, three golden elixir monks bowed down to the man suspended in mid-air, calling themselves the Patriarch.

It came from Zhishang Palace!

Is it?
"I will pay my respects to Lord Li Jian."

Including Zhu Zishan, nearly a hundred Jindan monks saluted the man in mid-air.

The man glanced around with a smile on his face, and finally settled on Zhu Zishan.

"You don't need to be polite." Zhenjun Li Jian raised his hand, and everyone sat on the futon.

"How was your discussion?" Zhenjun Li Jian asked with a smile on his face.

"Could this debate question come from the True Lord?" the gray-haired, childlike old man sitting at the top asked.

"Exactly." Lord Li Jian landed on the highest stone hill and nodded in recognition.

"The old man has no talent. The old man believes that there is no fastest in the world, only faster. I really can't understand the essence of what this is the fastest sword."

"Do you all think so?" Zhenjun Li Jian looked around.

Everyone frowned and did not dare to look at him.

Finally, Master Lijian looked at Zhu Zishan who was sitting on the futon, looking at his nose and heart.

"This fellow demon cultivator is so interested in my human race's way of sword cultivation. He must have his own opinions." Zhenjun Li Jian asked with a loud smile. "What kind of fellow demon cultivator?"

Lu Chuanfeng and Xue Mengyao turned to look at Zhu Zishan in surprise.

A stream of cold sweat broke out on Zhu Zishan's forehead.

I have been a human for so long that I have forgotten that I am a pig.

Although Zhu Zishan knew that there were Yuanying and even god-transformation monks on Tianjian Mountain, he thought that the people he communicated with were just a group of golden elixir sword cultivators. As long as he didn't do anything too conspicuous, he should not be noticed by high-level human monks. .

Unexpectedly, Master Li Jian, a cultivator in the transformation stage of the gods, rushed straight into the Lunjian Valley and saw Zhu Zishan's true nature as a pig demon at a glance.

Fortunately, the monks in the transformation stage were not interested in this demon pill of their own, otherwise they would not even give themselves a chance to speak.

Facing the surprised looks of many human sword cultivators, Zhu Zishan took a deep breath and slowly replied: "I do have an opinion."

"Tell me about it." Lord Li Jian asked with interest.

"The sage said that great wisdom is like foolishness, great debate is like acceptance, loud voices are silent, and elephants are invisible. All things in the world follow the law that the extremes of things must be reversed..."

"Therefore, the fastest sword in the world remains motionless." Zhu Zishan said loudly.

Everyone was shocked when they saw his words and deeds.

This demon cultivator has no trace of the ferocity or brutality of a demon cultivator, and feels more like a human cultivator than them.

Zhu Zishan pointed to the sky and continued: "The stars in the sky are motionless. How fast are they?"

"The flying insects on the ground are flying gracefully. How fast are they?"

"The stars are ten thousand times faster than flying insects, but the stars remain motionless while the flying insects fly swiftly."

"Sit on the ground and travel eighty thousand miles a day, survey the sky and see a thousand rivers in the distance..."

"If we just talk about the speed of a flying sword, it is true that it is not the fastest, only faster. However, the so-called fastest in the debate does not mean the fastest, but the speed that has reached a certain level."

"It's not that you can exceed this limit of speed by holding the sword without moving, but that when the flying sword reaches a certain level, reaching a certain extreme, it will appear to be as motionless as the stars in the sky."

"Therefore, the fastest sword should remain motionless." After Zhu Zishan finished speaking, he clasped his fists in all directions.

clap clap clap...

Xue Mengyao took the lead in applauding, and Lu Chuanfeng also clapped his hands in astonishment.

"color!"

"Lucky!"

"True color!"

Nearly a hundred sword cultivators applauded and looked at Zhu Zishan with admiration.

Even Master Li Jian nodded and smiled.

"What's your name, demon cultivator?" Zhenjun Li Jian asked.

"I'm Zhukov." Zhu Zishan replied with clasped fists.

"I actually have no discrimination against demon cultivators. What you just said indeed revealed the true meaning of the Sword of Speed. According to the rules, the reward for this discussion should be yours."

"Of course..."

Having said this, Lord Li Jian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said in a cold tone: "You shouldn't kill my human monk just to get the golden elixir. You are doing evil to the human race, so how can the human race keep you?" life?"

"Great Immortal, have mercy on me! Zhu is a spiritual beast. He has always been friendly to people and has never harmed anyone's life!" Zhu Zishan defended with a look of fear.

"The spiritual energy in your body is floating, so you must have taken a human golden elixir recently. How can you explain it?"

"That person was not killed by Zhu. Not only that, Zhu also saved his daughter." Zhu Zishan pointed at Xue Mengyao beside him and said.

"It turns out that the injury on my father's chest was caused by you." Xue Mengyao pointed at Zhu Zishan and yelled.

"Your father's fatal wound was between his forehead and his eyebrows. You buried your father with your own hands. Don't you know that?" Zhu Zishan asked in return.

"Then how do I know if you killed my father first and then took his golden elixir!" Xue Mengyao roared loudly.

"The thing that killed your father was the golden magic weapon Flying Sword. I don't have that thing at all." Zhu Zishan argued hurriedly.

Xue Mengyao looked stunned.

If you think about it carefully, Zhukov cannot be the murderer.

"Hmph! Zhukov, 20 years ago you trapped and killed two Jindan masters in our Huoluan Palace. Everyone knows about this! How dare you say that you are friendly to others and never kill anyone?" Yao Guangsheng sneered.

"Twenty years ago, I just passed the thunder tribulation, and your Huoluan Palace came to kill demons and get elixirs, but you were killed by senior Bai Bao, but who did you blame?" Zhu Zishan defended loudly.

(End of this chapter)