Seeing the old man in person, Long Xuan's pupils shrank to a point almost instantly, and an extremely horrifying feeling rose from his vest - in his spiritual sense, this old man seemed to be like a boundless ocean, and his every move could cause

The spiritual energy around the body fluctuates, and the heavenly gate above the head seems to be embellished with a faint golden light!

The true energy transforms into the sea, the Tianmen draws Qi, and returns to its original nature - the peak of Sanxian! In other words, this old man's cultivation has reached an incredible level such as the peak of the Supreme Purity. In the past three months, Long Xuan, in addition to practicing Xuan Gong,

In addition to comprehending the Taoist canon, I also read through many miscellaneous chapters to gain an understanding of this world in China.

The world has already had a preliminary understanding. The Taiqing realm only exists in rumors. The Shangqing realm is the skill level of the elders of the two paths of good and evil. The peak of Shangqing is definitely at the level of the leader of a great religion in this world.

However, he never expected that he would meet someone right in front of his eyes!

What kind of luck do you have! Long Xuan smiled bitterly in his heart. He could only travel through time for three months, but he met the top masters of Taiqing and Shangqing one after another. Ordinary people may not have this fate even in their lifetime!

Of course, for Long Xuan at this moment, this fate can be described as a bad fate. Seeing the old man in front of him gradually approaching, Long Xuan put the green steel sword in his hand back into the scabbard. In his previous life,

He is also a master of the first level of Sanxian, and his understanding of this realm is naturally not low. If the old man in front of him wants to take action against him, he will not be able to fight back at all!

As if he noticed Long Xuan's vigilance, the old man smiled faintly, but waved his hands and said: "Don't panic, don't panic, I am also a member of the Qingyun Sect. There is no need to panic, little friend. I just don't know when our Qingyun Sect will come again. You are so alarmed."

My brilliant disciple, whose sect are you?"

"Young man Long Xuan is the disciple of my mentor Daoxuan Zhenren. I unintentionally disturbed my senior Qingxiu today, so please forgive me!" Long Xuan stood up with his sword in his arms, saluted the old man, and said respectfully. Since the old man is Qingyun

The sect member is presumably a reclusive powerful person from the elder generation, so he can naturally afford Long Xuan's obeisance.

The old man heard the words but did not answer. He looked at the deep forest in the distance with deep and complicated eyes. It seemed that he recalled many past events because of Long Xuan's words. After a while, the old man finally came to his senses and chuckled:

"Haha, you have such attainments in swordsmanship at such a young age, but you are so proud..." After a pause, the old man continued: "But do you know the flaws in your swordsmanship?"

Long Xuan listened to the first half of the old man's words and felt a little happy, but then he felt a little dissatisfied and thought: The various sword techniques he has practiced are both physical and spiritual, and he has already acquired the three flavors of swordsmanship. This "flaw"

Where to start?

However, as the old man in front of him is a supreme master and an elder of Qingyun, he will naturally not talk nonsense to him. He immediately saluted the old man solemnly and asked for advice: "Senior, please give me some advice!"

When the old man saw Long Xuan's actions, a hint of unknown appreciation flashed across his eyes. His expression remained unchanged, but he said calmly: "You are a player in the game, so it's not surprising that you can't see it. Just watch me make a move.

Then think about the difference in your own moves!"

As the old man spoke, he stretched out his hand tremblingly and grasped a dead branch that fell on the ground in front of Long Xuan. Looking at the old man's slow movements, Long Xuan suddenly felt nervous, as if he was expecting something in his heart.

I actually held my breath involuntarily. Those withered and old palms, which had experienced many winds and frosts, touched the branch that had been withered for an unknown period of time, and then held it tightly!

The cool night wind blew by, fluttering the clothes of the two people. In this dreamlike place with mountain mist, the past seemed to be echoing here. Until, the old man who once looked down at the world, but now has wrinkles on his face, slowly raised his head.

Come.

The wind suddenly became fierce and howling, as if coming from the Nine Netherworld, endless souls demanding lives.

Endless bright light bloomed, and endless sharp sword energy erupted. The old man's face had an excited expression, and it seemed that even the deep wrinkles had disappeared at this moment, as if the years of his youth many years ago had returned to him at this time.

Those days when we used to wield swords to the ends of the earth and be proud of the world!

He looked up to the sky and howled softly, like a dragon howling against the sun. He groaned for a long time, revealing his unpredictable and terrifying cultivation: "Seven tribulations, kill the dragon - kill the ghosts and gods!"

"Is this?" Long Xuan's eyes were dull, staring blankly at the sharp crescent-shaped sword energy in front of him that seemed to be able to open up the world. In his perception, where the sword energy surged, there seemed to be endless sword moves and infinite swords.

The meaning is overwhelming - mountains, rivers, sun, moon, sky, earth, wind, thunder...

From that old man's sword, everything was deduced - boundless and endless, the sword energy soared into the sky!

A hundred years ago, the "Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Technique" was called Qingyun's "Four Holy Magical Techniques" together with the "Thunder Light Escape Dragon Sword Technique", "Tai Chi Xuantian Zhen Jue", and "The Divine Sword's True Thunder Technique". Especially "Seven Tribulations Dragon Slaying Techniques"

Jue", which has almost strict requirements on the practitioner's swordsmanship. It is said to be the famous stunt of a senior genius of Qingyun Sect a hundred years ago.

, but after an incident, the "Seven Tribulations Dragon-Slaying Technique" and the senior master became taboos in the Qingyun Sect, and were shelved and gradually forgotten... This was the information Long Xuan learned from an ancient Qingyun book.

But even that ancient book did not mention that the "Seven Tribulations Dragon-Slaying Technique" was so terrifying!

"In those days, the old man controlled the world and was good at using the 'Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique'. He marched forward bravely, led by attack, and controlled countless evildoers..." The old man's faint voice sounded, and an invisible momentum of "looking down on the world, proud of the moment" poured out.

And Chu: "... Sitting in the ancestral hall of my ancestors, facing the wall for hundreds of years, it made me realize a truth!"

"There is no end to the path of swordsmanship. Even if you are immersed in it for a lifetime, you will not exhaust the two or three true meanings of this path. What can you do?"

"...There is no sword in the heart, there is no self in the heart; one mind is only the sword, one mind is only me! No self, formless, no self, no heart; no self, no intention, no self, no defeat, with my will, I will interpret the nature of creation and the mighty power of heaven and earth!"

"...This kind of artistic conception is what I call 'selflessness'!"

"'No self'?" Long Xuan repeated in a low voice. In an instant, endless thoughts passed through his heart, as if a mysterious door of swordsmanship was opening to him. But the more he thought about it, the more he pondered.

Xuan's mind became more and more confused, as if a force in the dark blocked Long Xuan's exploration. He seemed to have fallen into a dazzling starry sky, his mind was in chaos, and his head was dripping with cold sweat.

The old man noticed something unusual about Long Xuan, and suddenly stretched out a finger, lightly tapped his eyebrows, and shouted: "Return to your senses!"

Long Xuan heard the old man's shout in his ears, but he poured a basin of cold water down from the Tianling Gai. When he came to his senses, his body was already dripping with cold sweat. He couldn't help but be wary, and secretly said something evil in his heart. Just now, he just learned from the old man's

Thirty-two words of motto: I just guessed the general realm, but I fell into such a weird situation. Even if I think about it now, I still feel scared!

The old man watched Long Xuan concentrating on thinking hard and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Am I really too impatient? Although this child is psychic in swordsmanship, he is still too young after all and has not accumulated enough. Can he really understand the 'selfless mood'?

"

Today, he was alerted by a sharp sword intent in the back mountain. He came here to investigate, but unexpectedly found Long Xuan practicing swordsmanship here. After some observation, he was quite satisfied with his swordsmanship talent. Just looking at him

It seemed that I had gone astray, so I gave some advice, but it seemed to be a bit too much.

In the land of China, although the practice of cultivation is widespread, most monks are still at the stage of "cultivation and practice", and their understanding of the creation of heaven and earth is far from enough. Except for those leaders of good and evil who are involved in creation.

, except for the elder generation who have some knowledge about it, the younger generation of disciples have no way of knowing it, let alone the "mysterious and mysterious" artistic conception!

Even if you are as stunning as an old man, you will gradually become enlightened after a hundred years of silence, immersing yourself in this Tao, and sorting out what you have learned!

He thought for a while, but said solemnly: "My child, you don't need to be impatient. The 'artistic conception' is profound and cannot be explained in a few words. Do you know how long it took me to enlighten myself to the third chapter of "Seven Tribulations to Slay the Dragon"?

A level of artistic conception, no sword and no self?"

Long Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "Disciple doesn't know!"

The old man chuckled: "I practiced swordsmanship intensively in the first half of my life and understood the "Seven Tribulations Dragon-Slaying Technique" to the state of perfection. Even so, I still spent ten years in seclusion before I could deduce the state of 'no sword, no self'!

"

After hearing this, Long Xuan had a thoughtful look on his face: "Senior, how should we enter this realm of 'selflessness'?"

The old man pondered for a moment, hesitated a little, and finally made up his mind, but said: "The artistic conception of 'Sword Dao' is broad and profound, but it cannot be explained clearly in a few words. You can come to see me at the ancestral hall tomorrow, and I may be able to explain it to you."

One or two!”

Long Xuan's body trembled, but he felt that the old man in front of him had a hidden intention of "teaching skills", and he bowed to the old man: "Disciple, I will take note of it. Thank you, senior, for your kindness today!"
Chapter completed!