Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

Jiang Ran stood quietly in front of the stone stele, and the picture in his mind kept flickering.

It flashed like a horse lantern, sometimes mixed with parts of his memories of each life.

Gradually, Jiang Ran's body had an imposing momentum mixed with martial will rushing into the sky.

This momentum has changed from weak to strong, and the interval may be a long time for Jiang Chenyan.

But on the outside, it may be just a moment.

Even Jiang Ran himself didn't notice it, and there were two people watching him around him unconsciously.

A middle-aged man, a young girl.

If Jiang Ran came back to his senses at this moment, he would definitely find that this girl was a little familiar.

It was Su Qinghua, who chose the same sword domination technique as himself in the Sword Pavilion a few years ago.

And this middle-aged man, it was none other than Su Tianyang, the peak master of this Hegemonic Sword Peak.

"Dad, I remember him, the one who got the sword mastery in the Sword Pavilion like me a few years ago."

Su Qinghua looked at Jiang Ran's side face, and then said slowly.

On weekdays, Su Qinghua, like Jiang Ran, did not have much contact with other people.

Therefore, Su Qinghua was very impressed with Jiang Ran, after all, there were not many people in this sect who would choose the sword tyrant.

"His talent is better than yours, and he can comprehend some sword moves at only ten years old."

"This son placed within any peak will definitely be a hot genius disciple."

Su Tianyang looked at Jiang Ran in front of him, and couldn't help but shake his head.

His face couldn't help but show a little embarrassment, others didn't know, but he was very clear as the peak master.

Don't look at the few people in Bajian Peak, but fewer people do not mean that the resources obtained will be better.

There were only seven disciples in total, which was a hundred times worse than the other peaks.

The resources they could obtain were not even a little better than ordinary disciples.

"Sword pose? Isn't that the realm that Dad stepped into? "

Su Qinghua's face showed a look of surprise, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

He didn't seem to believe what his father said at all.

"You don't understand, you're young."

"Although there is indeed talent in the path of kendo, the sword needs to be understood."

"He is better than you in all aspects, and as your junior disciple in the future, you must be closer and take care of you."

Su Tianyang nodded and looked at Su Qinghua with a calm face.

He knew that his daughter was gifted and eye-catching, and disdained to deal with her peers.

But in the same way, self-closing the door also makes one's own progress far less rapid than others.

The path of the sword can not only be achieved by penance.

Only those who have tasted the flavors of life and have feelings can gain insights from a variety of lives.

"I'm not as good as him..."

Su Qinghua's eyes showed a touch of disbelief, she has been called a genius since she was a child.

At this time, a person who was younger than himself and more talented than himself suddenly appeared.

She was not convinced, but if she was not convinced, she would not question Su Tianyang's gaze.

"The sword has feelings, and the sword without feelings is just a cold weapon."

Su Tianyang smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted his daughter's shoulder.

At this time, Jiang Ran also slowly woke up and looked at Su Tianyang.

Jiang Ran heard what Su Tianyang just said, and he heard the conversation between father and daughter.

It was precisely because of this sentence that Jiang Ran's eyes burst with a touch of essence.

The sword does have feelings, just like the will of martial arts.

When Jiang Ran was emotional, the fluctuations of martial arts will also become stronger.

As Su Tianyang said, the hegemonic sword is the same, and hegemony is also an expression of emotion and momentum.

Thinking of this, the aura on Jiang Ran's body gradually became sharp from thick.

It was like a sword embryo that a blacksmith had just made, and it was clear that it had not yet opened.

But he couldn't help but start to show his edge.

"Young people don't worry, the edge needs to be polished."

"It's not so easy to show without polishing."

Su Tianyang smiled slightly, obviously just looking indifferent.

The momentum emanating from his body was completely different from the momentum on Jiang Ran's body.

That heaviness like Jiang Hai Wang Yang made Jiang Ran's momentum immediately dissipate by half.

"I am Su Tianyang, the peak master of this Hegemonic Sword Peak, and I will be your master in the future, and I must abide by the rules of Hegemonic Sword Peak after entering the Overlord Sword Peak."

"Specifically, she'll tell you."

Su Tianyang took a deep look at Jiang Ran, turned around and left.

Jiang Ran only looked at Su Qing's painting on the side at this time, and he also had an impression of Su Qing's painting.

The spiritual power of the great consummation of the Condensation Realm has long made Jiang Ran remember anyone he has met.

Super mental power and learning ability, just a glance can make Jiang Ran recognize Su Qing's painting.

"Senior sister."

Jiang Ran bowed slightly, and then looked at Su Qinghua.

Su Qinghua didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Ran quietly like this, and only said to Jiang Ran after half a ring.

"There are no specific rules for Overlord Sword Peak."

"Don't cause trouble, don't go down the mountain without permission, cultivation is also their own cultivation, if you don't understand, you can ask me."

"When you eat, everyone solves their own problems in the kitchen on the west side."

"There are a lot of empty houses here, you can find one to live in by yourself."

"I live in a cottage on the south side, and there are two rooms, one for me and one for my father."

"That is, the peak lord."

"It's okay, so be it, you will all know those junior brothers when you have time."

Su Qinghua looked at Jiang Ran, and then turned around and left directly.

It was very concise and clear, Jiang Ran didn't care, and glanced at the stone tablet again.

Turned around and walked towards the kitchen on the west side, he hadn't eaten for a day, and Jiang Ran's stomach had long been hungry.

After eating, I found a random room and started living.

The facilities in the wooden house are very basic, just a wooden table, four benches, and a wooden bed.

There was everything in the quilt, and Jiang Ran was also tired for a long time, so he directly lay on the bed and began to fall asleep.

。。。。。。

Early the next morning, in the early morning of the big winter, the cold wind blew on Jiang Ran's face like a knife.

But Jiang Ran didn't care, took out a large bucket of cold water from the well, and poured some water on his face with his hand.

After gradually sobering up, Jiang Ran began to dangle above the peak.

Found a big tree, sat down directly, and slowly transported Xuantian Determination.

After cultivating the Xuantian Decision for half an hour, Jiang Ran began to cultivate the Prison Heart Determination.

When the sky began to gradually and completely brighten, the warm sun slowly spilled a hint of red.