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It never occurred to him that Xiaoyao Wang actually had a deeper understanding of the swordless realm he was groping for.

For a moment, Xie Xiaofeng's expression became serious.

He tidied up his clothes carefully, sat upright like a schoolboy, and listened intently.

Zhu Zixuan said lightly: "A sword is a sword, and I am me. I call this the state of the sword."

For fear of disturbing his thoughts, Xie Xiaofeng even stopped breathing.

A sword is a sword, and I am me.

This state is Xie Xiaofeng's current state, but it has not yet reached the perfect state.

This is also the reason why in this courtyard, he is just an old man with no strength to restrain himself.

Just because he realized the sword in this courtyard, he completely separated the part of his body related to the sword.

In Xie Xiaofeng's thirsty eyes, Zhu Zixuan finally uttered the last sentence: "At the highest peak, the sword is not a sword, and I am not me! I call it the realm of not being a sword."

A sword is not a sword!

I am not me!

Just six words fell into Xie Xiaofeng's ears like thunder!

In the whole world, except for Xie Xiaofeng, no matter who heard these words, they would think that Zhu Zixuan was just talking nonsense.

Deliberately say some mysterious and mysterious words to play tricks on mysteries.

Even Ximen Chuuxue would definitely not be able to understand these six words at this time.

With his current kendo, he can barely see the state of having a sword in his heart but not having a sword in his hand.

As for the higher realm, even if he told him about it, he still couldn't understand the mystery of it.

But Xie Xiaofeng is different, a sword is a sword, I am my peak, he has already climbed to the mountainside.

At this time, even if Zhu Zixuan didn't say anything, he could vaguely realize that there were mountains on it.

And the six words that Zhu Zixuan said were equivalent to helping him wipe away the clouds and mist that surrounded the peak of the Sword Dao.

Xie Xiaofeng was infatuated for a moment, and even his gaze became a little dull, and he murmured: "A sword is not a sword? I am not me?"

Seeing this, Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly and said, "For you now, it's not yet time to comprehend this realm."

If others heard this sentence, I don't know how many people would scold Xiaoyao Wang for not knowing the heights of heaven and earth.

In the whole world, who dares to say that he can teach Xie Xiaofeng the way of swordsmanship?

Even Zhenren Zhang doesn't have this ability.

Wudang Master Zhang, although he has the meaning of No.1 in the world, but that is because of his advanced cultivation level.

Purely in terms of swordsmanship, even Daoist Zhang is inferior to Xie Xiaofeng!

But after Xie Xiaofeng heard these words, he woke up like a dream.

Indeed, as Xiaoyao Wang said, even the sword is the sword, and I am me, he has not yet fully grasped the realm.

Now I am thinking about comprehending the realm where swords are not swords, but it is indeed too late.

While speaking, Zhu Zixuan had already stood up and walked around the courtyard.

Xie Xiaofeng hurriedly followed, half a step behind.

The identity of the prince of Xiaoyao is not enough to make Xie Xiaofeng like this.

What he admired and respected was Xiaoyao Wang's swordsmanship attainments and his advice to himself.

In the courtyard, there is a deserted tomb.

There is no tombstone on the tomb. The tombstone is erected in the thatched pavilion and inserted on the railing.

A small wooden sign.

When Zhu Zixuan just looked out from the pavilion, he found that this small wooden sign was facing the barren grave.

It's like standing in front of a grave.

The small wooden sign reads, "The tomb of the thirteenth year of my friend Yan Gong."

Zhu Zixuan walked directly to these two barren graves.

Yan Shisan was the one who defeated Xie Xiaofeng.

Although there was only one time, Xie Xiaofeng couldn't get back that time in his life.

Although Xie Xiaofeng was once invincible, he was once defeated by Yan Shisan.

So he named this place Tibetan Sword House.

No matter how sharp his sword is, it has no edge when it comes to this place!

No matter how brilliant Xie Xiaofeng is in his life, he will always be a loser in front of this person.

The reason why he buried Yan Shisan here was of course not to commemorate it.

It's just that, if he wants to climb the peak of swordsmanship, the dead Yan Shisan is an obstacle he can't get around!

Zhu Zixuan said lightly: "When there is no hidden sword house in Shenjian Villa, you will be able to fully grasp the current state."

Now Xie Xiaofeng hasn't fully grasped the state that the sword is a sword, because he can't do without this hidden sword hut.

Only in this hidden sword hut can he enter a deeper understanding of the way of the sword.

But the hidden sword house is just a dilapidated courtyard, nothing special.

The only thing that is special is this barren tomb belonging to Yan Shisan.

But what Zhu Zixuan meant was not to say that Xie Xiaofeng would be able to make great progress in swordsmanship as long as the Hidden Sword House was destroyed.

Instead, Xie Xiaofeng wanted to move Yan Shisan's grave into his heart.

As long as he can do it, no matter where he is, it will be like being in the hidden sword cottage.

It can be said that this realm has been completely mastered.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and with his kendo attainments, he could of course tell the truth of what he said.

He couldn't help but bowed to Zhu Zixuan, performed the disciple salute, and said, "Thank you, Master."

Only Xie Xiaofeng knew how much Xiaoyao Wang's conversation today helped him.

If there is no Xiaoyao Wang, it will take at least ten years for him to fully grasp the realm of the sword as a sword.

But now, he is confident that within a month, he will fully grasp this realm!

The day when he fully masters it will be the time when he will be promoted to heaven!

As for the realm that can be reached after mastering the sword is not a sword, I am not a self, even Xie Xiaofeng today can hardly guess.

This time, Master, Xie Xiaofeng was so convinced.

Xie Xiaofeng's state of mind has already reached the state of being clean and clean.

The secular perspective has long been unable to impose on others.

If you can't be true to your heart, then you are not worthy of sword training!

Xie Xiaofeng regarded himself as a disciple to him, and Zhu Zixuan didn't refuse, but said indifferently: "I'm leaving first, I hope that when we meet next time, I won't be in this hidden sword hut."

Xie Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, at most one month, there will be no more hidden sword cottages in the Shenjian Villa."

Zhu Zixuan walked out with his hands on his back.

Looking at his back, Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help being amazed.

Could this young master be reincarnated from the Heavenly Sword Immortal?

Immediately, Xie Xiaofeng remembered the rumors in today's world.

In the rivers and lakes, because of King Xiaoyao's sword of luck and mysterious palm technique, the tide has already been surging.

He pondered for a while, then murmured: "January is too long."

"Well, if those monks came earlier, they should leave the customs earlier!"

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"Having received such great kindness from Master, how can you let it go at this time?"

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Xie Xiaoyu has been waiting outside.

Seeing Zhu Zixuan coming out again, his eyes couldn't help shining, and he saluted, "My lord."

Then he couldn't wait to ask: "My lord, does my father want to borrow the lord's sword?"

Zhu Zixuan shook his head and said lightly: "It's just a chat for a while."

Xie Xiaoyu couldn't help being stunned.

In her thoughts, her father has been stagnant for a long time, and has never seen a guest since retreating.

Even on Wudang Zhenren Zhang's birthday, he couldn't let him go out to meet each other.

Now she is suddenly asked to invite King Xiaoyao to the village, is it because of the luck sword or what?

Just chatting for a while, how is this possible?

It's just that the relationship between their father and daughter is actually not close.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Xie Xiaoyu to take the initiative to ask Xie Xiaofeng.

In her imagination, it should be the father who asked to borrow the sword, and then the prince took advantage of the situation and asked his father to help him solve the Buddhist affairs of various countries.

Although Xie Xiaoyu had thousands of questions in her mind, she dared not ask any of them, whether it was her father or the prince.

He could only follow behind Zhu Zixuan and said, "My lord, the village has prepared food and wine..."

At this moment, the two suddenly heard a noise coming from the village.

Xie Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, and there was some evil spirit between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Xie Tingsheng!"

Xie Xiaoyu called the housekeeper's name coldly.