Sword Stirs the World

"I think clearly, I want to learn sword, in order to survive!" Shen Jianxin finally pushed open the door and said in a deep voice.

The old sword demon nodded and said with a smile: "not bad! This reason is very pure! I'm satisfied! In fact, there's one more thing I'm wondering if I should tell you. "

"You say it Shen Jianxin frowned.

Although this coquettish old man is very likely to be his own grandfather, Shen Jianxin does not regard him as an elder, but as an equal. He is like a friend who forgets to make friends in his old age. He is not so polite and has something to say.

However, it seems that the old sword devil also likes Shen Jianxin's style and says with a smile: "as far as I know, there are at least three or five old monsters in the sky sword sect whose strength is not under me. When they come to the capital, they will take you to make a victory. If you can't control the scene, you will die!"

These words are cold and heartless, but they are real, without any cover up.

"I can resist one or two, but I can't die for you, can I? It's not easy for me to live to my age, and I have a family as big as Shen. Although I don't care about them, I can't watch them fall. " The old sword devil said with a smile.

"So, if you can't make good swordsmanship before they come to the capital, you will die! Then your father will not live! Do you understand

The old sword devil finally let Shen Jianxin see his cold and heartless side. He kept an unusual calm when he told the life and death of his son and grandson.

Maybe this is the so-called Dao ruthlessness. He was willing to teach Shen Jianxin swordsmanship, but he just wanted to see how powerful he would be if he got the true biography of swordsmanship after practicing wuliuzhenjing.

As for his relatives and family, he was possessed by the sword. Maybe he had already abandoned it!

"I understand! Just teach me how to learn sword! You don't care about our life and death! " Shen Jianxin replied coldly.

The relationship between the two was not so good, but now it's back to the freezing point, like a stranger.

"Come on! Follow me The old sword devil said with a smile.

But at this time, his smile was cruel and unfriendly.

Shen Jianxin followed the old sword demon to the lake in the right servant's house.

Although it is winter, there are still groups of small fish swimming in the lake, a pool of clear water, pleasing to the eye.

The old sword demon touched his nose and made a move with his right hand. A smooth sword stabbed into the lake. There was no ripple. Even the fish didn't stir.

The sword Qi congealed and gradually turned into the Star River sword. It was straight on the water and only two thirds of it was exposed.

Shen Jianxin has no time to think about how the sword came into being and how it was frozen on the lake. He is just attracted by the endless sword field.

It's a strange sword power, which is similar to the sword flame that was defeated by oneself and simulated before.

It's just that Shen Ming's sword flame is different from this star river sword, one is a river on the ground, the other is a star river hanging upside down in the sky.

"You can see the sword by the lake! When can you realize your own sword, I'll teach you the swordsmanship behind it The old sword devil laughed and turned away.

Shen Jianxin sat cross knee, staring at the Star River sword hovering on the lake.

"My own sword? What kind of sword is it? " Shen Jianxin can't help but fall into a bitter meditation.

He thought of the ten true disciples of the matchless sword sect. They each had their own swordsmanship, including elder martial sister Yu's Lingyun sword, elder martial brother Fang Weiling's gentleman's sword, and elder martial brother bailiyou's Dao piercing sword. Each of these swordsmanship represented a spirit.

But Shen Jianxin knows that these Kendo are suitable for them, not their own.

Among the thousands of swordsmen in the world, who can really realize his own sword?

The defeated sword demon successfully realized his own sword, so he could dominate the world with the power of this sword. Even Wei Zhongxian did not dare to smooth his edge, because this sword had the strength to drag him to hell.

What is your own sword?

This meditation has lasted for three days and three nights.

Shen Jianxin didn't move. His eyes were fixed on the old sword demon's Xinghe sword.

He has even figured out several ways in his mind, which can condense the power of the stars into a sword, turn the vitality of heaven and earth into the power of the sword, and even have the power not to lose to the Xinghe sword.

But Shen Jianxin knew that it was not his own sword, but the shadow of the Star River sword. He could not escape the change of the Star River sword.

He remembered the meaning of the peerless sword in his left arm. This sword was with him. It was like a good friend all the way.

But he knew that this sword was still the old sword demon's sword, just because he was born with a sword body, which could maximize the peerless power of this sword, but this sword was not invincible, because when he met the old sword demon, it was weak.

What is your sword? Shen Jianxin thought hard and couldn't solve it. He could only wait for the opportunity.

In the evening of the third day, a woman's voice came from the back garden of the right servant.

I don't know why someone broke into the back garden which should have been blocked.

The old sword devil didn't make a sound. Maybe he didn't want to make a sound, or maybe he had a reason.

Shen Yifeng, his father, did not seem to be in the garden. He did not know where he had gone.

Sound closer and closer, finally, from the other side of the flowers, someone gently plucked flowering branches, drilled over.

"Ah! It's a surprise to me. There's no one here! " A woman's clear voice was surprised.

Although it was a surprise, there was no surprise in the woman's voice.

Shen Jianxin didn't move and didn't look back.

"Brother Jianxin, is that you?" A familiar voice came from behind and exclaimed.

The voice seemed familiar, but it was hazy and hard to distinguish. Shen Jianxin was shocked. No matter how hard he could keep his concentrated will, he could not help turning around.