When Mr. Bai left, everyone in the village gave him a visit.

...

The waterfall is a thousand feet high, like a white dragon falling from the sky.

A white figure stood under the waterfall, looking up, the water splashed, the sound was like thousands of horses running, like thunder.

Mr. Bai held the sword in his left hand and looked up, as if he wanted to see the world forever.

He didn't know what he was looking at, nor did he know why, he just did whatever he wanted.

...

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, the pale world.

Mr. Bai sat on the ground, putting his sword on his legs, and he seemed to feel no chill.

He was still watching, looking at the white in front of him, watching the endless falling snow flying.

...

The golden sun shines, and the yellow sand is everywhere.

The endless desert is known as the Jedi of Life. Even a martial arts master is unwilling to enter such a place. At this time, a white figure is slowly walking and stepping out step by step.

Lonely desert traveler.

...

Mr. Bai just walked like this, measuring the world with his steps.

Day after day, month after month, year after year...

The walk is very slow, and I walk and stop. Sometimes I stare at a grass and a leaf and stare at it for most of the day. Sometimes I live in one place for half a month or even longer.

Sometimes, when you are both in character, you draw out your sword and dance, without any rules, you are just as you wish, and you will give yourself the sword to your heart, and you will practice for several days.

As time passes, ten years pass without realizing it.

"Hahahaha, I finally broke through and became King of Martial Arts." A rampant laughter resounded throughout the world, and a figure flew out of thin air from the valley, with a momentum like a tide, shaking the earth.

Immediately, the figure flew past and saw a white figure sitting on the top of the mountain.

"Ant." With a grim smile, the King of Martial Arts slapped out with his palm, trying to smash the white figure and the mountain into powder.

The moment he came out of his palm, he seemed to see a pair of bright eyes, deep and vast as the starry sky in the universe, a sword light magnified in front of him. He seemed to see the blue sky and white clouds, and the vast starry sky, and his whole body became very peaceful and relaxed.

Like a bird caught in an arrow, its body trembled slightly and fell from a high altitude.

No matter how much you, King Wu, can't stop a sword.

With his sword in the sheath, Mr. Bai stood up, left the top of the mountain that had been sitting cross-legged for a month, slowly went down the mountain, and continued to move forward.

There is no specific direction, no special purpose, everything is given to your heart, and to your sword.

He gradually realized that swordsmanship can be divided into high and low realms.

The human realm, the earth realm, the heaven realm, and the sword realm of one's own swordsmanship has reached the limit of the heaven realm. Going up, it is the divine realm that only exists in the legend.

Mr. Bai doesn't know what kind of state it is.

But he wanted to know again.

ten years!

Twenty years!

Thirty years!

Forty years!

...

In a blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

Mr. Bai is still walking.

This world is vast. Even if a martial arts expert is flying with all his strength, it will take tens of thousands of years to make it difficult to circle around, let alone Mr. Bai is walking at the speed of an ordinary person.

A hundred years have passed, and Mr. Bai is still the same as he is, not at all old.

He killed many people along the way, saved many people, leaving behind one legend after another. The Thirty-Three Sword Technique gradually spread along with his footsteps.

Some were taught directly by him, and some were learned by the murals he carved.

His unintentional action made the Thirty-Three Sword Technique learn, practice, pass on it, and gradually spread to this world.

...

"Today is the day when our Xinyi Sword Sect starts its sect." Lin Ming, who is already middle-aged, is wearing a white robe and carrying a long sword. He leads hundreds of white robe swordsmen to arrange in an orderly manner and kneels down together. In front of him is a statue.

The white statue is lifelike, and it looks like Mr. Bai.

One beg!

Two blessed!

Three bows!

A total of nine begs.

"Remember, the founder of the Xinyi Sword Sect is the Pale Sword God, the creator of the Xinyi Sword Style and the Thirty-Three Sword Technique!" Lin Ming's eyes became distant, with a hint of longing and a hint of admiration and infinite admiration.

Over a hundred years, he has been growing up from a low-level martial artist, and has been known as the King of Xinyi Swords and founded Xinyi Sword Sect.

Over the past century, the Thirty-Three Sword Technique and Xinyi Sword Technique have brought him great benefits, allowing him to have the ability to fight higher-level levels, especially Xinyi Sword Technique. The more he practices, the more he feels that it is vast and profound, as vast as the starry sky in the universe, endless.

Back then, when he was the top-level Wushu Sect, he used the Xinyi Sword to kill a low-level Wushu King with one sword, causing a great shock in the cultivation world. You should know that crossing challenges and killing between small levels is nothing, but the gap between large realms is too big, like a difference in the world, it is good to save your life, let alone kill.

"Transfer to the order of my Sword Sect, anyone who practices the thirty-three sword techniques can enter my Sword Sect." said Lin Ming, the King of Xinyi Sword.

This news will spread along with the disciples of the Xinyi Sword Sect and the martial arts powerful people who came to watch the ceremony, and will slowly spread throughout the world.

At the same time, Lin Ming also hopes that Mr. Bai can hear this news.

Otherwise, the world would be too big, and he wouldn't know where to look for Mr. Bai.

As for the fourteen young men in Xiaoyun Village who were personally guided by Mr. Bai, they are now all top-level sword sects. They are all veterans of the Xinyi Sword Sect. They are all very powerful. They are rampant at the level of Wuzong and are hard to find a rival.

There are sword kings and many sword sects in charge, and there are sword generals and sword masters and many swordsmen under the sect. Xinyi Sword Sect has gained a foothold and began to develop. With the order from Xinyi Sword King, many people who practice the thirty-three sword techniques have come and worshipped under the Xinyi Sword Sect.

Most of the thirty-three sword techniques they practiced were learned from others, and they were often not complete enough, and it would be difficult to achieve any results if they continued to practice.

According to the news, the Pale Sword God, the ancestor of the Xinyi Sword Sect, was the one who passed down the thirty-three sword techniques. Only in the Xinyi Sword Sect can one practice the most authentic thirty-three sword techniques, and even the legendary Xinyi Sword stylistic that can make people cross a large realm and kill powerful enemies.

The attraction is extremely huge.

Even the Sword Emperor came to Xinyi Sword Sect in person.

At the realm of martial arts, the Martial Emperor is above the Martial Emperor, and the Martial Emperor is above the Martial Emperor. Those who focus on swords are called the Sword Sect Sword King Sword Emperor.

Above the emperor, he is the emperor.

In this world, although the Emperor-level powerhouses exist, they all live in simplicity, or enter some forbidden areas to explore, which is difficult to see in normal times, and the Emperor-level powerhouses are the top.

As for the Saint-level powerhouses above the Emperor-level powerhouse, I don’t know if they exist.

Fortunately, the Sword Emperor was very polite. He joined the Xinyi Sword Sect and learned the most authentic Thirty-three sword techniques. He became the supreme elder of the Xinyi Sword Sect, and began to practice the true Xinyi Sword Structure of the Xinyi Sword Sect.

With a sword emperor in charge, the Xinyi Sword Sect became a stronger sect and flourished.

In a blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.

The leader of the Xinyi Sword Sect, Xinyi Sword King, made a breakthrough and achieved Xinyi Sword King.

The fifth hundred years!

The leader of the Xinyi Sword Sect, Xinyi Sword Emperor, achieved Xinyi Sword Emperor.

The Xinyi Sword Sect suddenly became the top force in the world.

The first thousand years!

The Xinyi Sword Emperor once again made a breakthrough and achieved the Xinyi Sword Saint, which was alarmed by the world.

Development and development, more people practice the thirty-three sword techniques. The martial arts of this world were gradually replaced by swordsmanship and entered the era of prosperity of sword cultivator.

Mr. Bai has been walking for thousands of years, but he has not gone too far. However, when he passed by some towns, he found that many people were practicing swords. Even some children would play with wooden swords for a few times.

He discovered that the sword techniques of those who practice swordsman had a trace of the thirty-three sword techniques.

With a smile of relief, perhaps some of the inheritance he left behind was gradually spreading.

The second thousand years!

The martial arts of this world disappeared in the long river of time and under the endless sword light.

Sword Taoism completely replaces martial arts.

This world has become a world of sword cultivators and has entered the era of the most prosperous sword cultivators. One by one, the sword sects have emerged, but they are all headed by the sword sacred land Xinyi Sword Sect. They all know that it was the pale sword god who led the prosperity of sword sect and he was the pioneer of the sword sect era.

The name Pale Sword God is known to more and more people.

The Thirty-Three Sword Technique has also become a sword technique that popularizes all sword cultivators.
To be continued...