Do you want to become a true cultivator? In one sentence, Ruozhi was a little confused. He subconsciously asked, "Am I not a cultivator now?"

The man in white did not directly answer Ruozhi's question, "The cultivator takes over the creation of heaven and earth for his own use, and his life spans unlimited, roams the world, travels around the starry sea, cannot go anywhere, cannot do anything, be free and free, and everything depends on his heart. Only in this way can he be called a true cultivator..."

After hearing this, Ruozhi silently compared it and it seemed that he did not match him. If he followed the standard of the man in white, even if he knew him, could she achieve the most powerful Master Xuan Min?

After thinking about it, Ruozhi asked, "Then what you told me in those ten years before?"

"Dharma, heart, Taoism, anything can be called," the human in white.

After understanding, Ruozhi suddenly realized his mind, and changed his ignorant attitude just now, and said, "You have said before, there are techniques in Taoism, which are extremely magical. In fact, Taoism can be divided into two parts: Dharma and art."

The man in white seemed a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, "Yes, Tao can indeed be divided into two parts, law as the foundation and technique as the extension, and inability to do it, like rootless duckweed, which has no foundation in the tide of world affairs. If there is law and no magic, it is like seedlings under the storm, and they die halfway before they grow into towering trees. What's the use?"

Ruozhi nodded and said, "I understand that Tao, law is the foundation, and technique is the branches and leaves. The foundation is unstable and there is no way to break through the ground. The branches and leaves are not lush, and they are not enough to withstand the wind and rain."

"In this way, you are willing to follow me into the Tao," asked the man in white.

Ruozhi was stunned for a moment, then he realized, stood up and knelt halfway, and bowed, saying, "Disciple, pay homage to Master."

The man in white shook his head and said coldly: "Remember, although I preach you, I am definitely not your master. You and I have no fate with a master and disciple."

Ruozhi was slightly surprised when he heard this and asked, "Why? Is it because the disciple is so qualified?..."

The man in white waved his hand and said, "You don't have to think too much, it's just that you and I don't have this fate. In this world, you and I don't have the status of master and disciple. I barely do it, but it's just a matter of increasing cause and effect."

"Yes", although Ruozhi was a little disappointed, he knew that things could not be done. After all, the feeling that the man in white gave him the most mysterious. He had been together for ten years but had never seen his appearance before, but he also knew that this was definitely a true and true existence.

"In this way, you can fulfill your wish to follow me into the Tao," the man in white asked.

"Willing", Ruozhi replied.

"In this way, you can swear with me," said the man in white.

"I, from today on, enter my path, go up the sword path, kill relatives, cut off love, seize fortune, and go against the sky, let countless kalpas add to my body, move forward alone, even if I die, I will never regret it..."

"I, from today on, enter my path, go up the sword path, kill relatives, cut off love, seize fortune, and go against the sky, let countless kalpas add to my body, move forward alone, even if I die, I will never regret it..."

Ruozhi swears with the man in white, and he feels that at this moment, everything in the world does not exist, and even the sound of the wind that has been in his ears seems to disappear, leaving only the two of them with little voices. One in front and the other behind, extremely solemn...

The oath was not long. After the last word of Ruozhi finished speaking, he felt an invisible force shrouding on him. The feeling was as if he was being targeted by some extremely ferocious beast.

The clouds were covered with dark clouds, "Boom..." There was only a thunderclap in the air, and then something fell from the sky in the air...

The man in white suddenly stood up and looked up at the sky. Purple, blue, blue, red, yellow, black, gray, blue, red, and secluded were actually the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation, and this was not intended to leave a trace of the sword immortal.

"Okay..." The man in white shouted, "Even if he is not my successor, the sword immortal lineage must be left behind for me."

The man in white quickly made gestures and changed repeatedly. Then he saw light columns rising from the ground, condensed above his head, forming a light curtain, slowly rotating, and various runes floating on the light curtain, appearing and observing their trajectory, they were very chaotic, but there seemed to be some wonderful connections. This person was actually very rare, formation cultivation.

In fact, it is not uncommon for cultivators to practice formations, but most of them are just auxiliary. Almost no one will focus on formations. Not only because the formation is extremely complex, but also because the formation is really useless to their own cultivation. However, looking at the white-clothed man here, he does not need any medium to perform the formation out of thin air. He clearly uses the formation as a main practice, and has already reached the realm of the legendary realm of integrating the formation with his body.

The next moment, the Yin and Yang Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation that fell from the sky fell on the light curtain condensed by the white-clothed man casting spells, and a shocking sound burst out, radiating a dazzling light, which lasted for a long time... It dissipated.

I saw that there was no cloud, clearness.

In the blue world, the man in white was dressed in white, spotlessly dusty, standing there, the light curtain above his head remained unchanged, and was still slowly rotating... If the style of this moment was seen by the cultivators in the world, I wonder how many people would have to practice the formation.

The man in white slashed his jade hand and the light curtain suddenly turned into countless light spots, fell back to the ground, and disappeared on the snow field.

The man in white stepped forward and pointed at Ruozhi's eyebrows.

"You..." Ruozhi was shocked and opened his mouth to ask. As soon as he spit out a word, he found that he could never make any sound again.

"I passed on your sword scripture in the name of my previous generation of the sword immortals and led you into the Tao..." The man in white did not move his lips, but a sound came from him, which went straight into Ruozhi's mind.

Ruozhi only felt that the scenery suddenly changed. The next moment, he was already in the hazy void, but he was still in the current state. Ruozhi sat cross-legged, and the man in white stood in front of him, pointing his fingers at his eyebrows. He still couldn't move, but he saw countless golden small characters coming along his fingertips, disorderly, and at first glance, they were extremely sharp.

For a moment, Ruozhi felt a split headache, and his eyes were filled with stars, and he was almost fainting, but there was a hint of coolness in his mind, making him still feel a little clear and unable to die. He saw countless golden small characters, although they were disordered, but they finally returned to small golden characters in his mind, engraved in his mind. The pain in it was indescribable.

I don’t know how long it took for the pain. In the eyes of the man in white, it was just a few breaths, but in Ruozhi’s view, it seemed that he had not known how many springs and autumns had passed.

Finally, the man in white took a step back, pulled Li Ruozhi's eyebrows with one finger, and sat cross-legged, and the two sat up opposite each other in the void.

The pain in my mind disappeared in an instant without a trace. If I thought for a moment, an obscure scripture appeared in my mind.

"Sword Sutra."
Chapter completed!