A treasure map every day, I dig for treasure and revitalize my family

The bluestone steps lead directly to the end of the clouds and mist. It seems that if you follow it, you can reach the sky.

Han Tianming returned to the mountain road and walked all the way up.

This is the safe place he knows, and there won't be any danger as long as he stays there.

He walked to the second stone pavilion. When the swordsman in blue saw him, he also raised his hands and saluted.

Han Tianming originally thought that he would be able to get his inner disciple token by defeating him, but in the end, the other party didn't even take action against him.

Not to mention that he had been defeated once before, but now, Han Tianming was here as an elder of the Nebula Sect, and the blue-shirted swordsman would not take action.

Seeing that he refused to take any action, Han Tianming curled his lips helplessly and walked into the stone pavilion.

The stone table and bench are still here, and the jade pots and cups on them also show no trace of movement.

Han Tianming reached for it and picked it up easily but failed to pour a glass.

It seems that even if you become a sect elder, you do not have this privilege.

He could only shake his head in frustration and went up the mountain again.

From a long distance away, Han Tianming saw the swordsman in black with his back to the mountain road, exuding a sense of alienation that was incompatible with the world.

Han Tianming actually tasted a kind of loneliness.

This sword puppet is very impressive, and its wisdom is higher than the two below.

Since he was able to talk to Han Tianming freely and adjust the rewards according to the situation, he was much smarter than the two sword masters below.

Han Tianming slowly walked into the stone pavilion, and the swordsman in black turned around.

But he didn't say hello to the elders when they met like the two people below. Instead, he looked at Han Tianming with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I haven't seen you for a month. My fellow Taoist has improved so quickly."

He said this like an old friend who had been dating for a long time, which further raised Han Tianming's evaluation of him.

Han Tianming saw that he looked too relaxed and carefree, so he picked up the token at his waist and raised it:

"Zhang Qinruo, this is the elder's order!"

The swordsman in black put his hands behind his back and smiled: "Elder, don't you know that within the sect, the core disciples and the elders have the same status?"

Han Tianming was stunned. He was a fake. How could he know that there were such rules?

"Let me see if the elder's swordsmanship has improved!"

The swordsman in black smiled, and the sword in his hand turned into a streak of snow!

In front of Han Tianming's eyes, it suddenly seemed like darkness, only a sword was coming!

He looked at the Milky Way that seemed to stretch across the night sky, and with a flash of flying fairy light in his hand, he took the Morning Light Sword!

Instead of blocking with his horizontal sword, he struck out with the same sword!

Two white rainbows merged in the night sky, but only for a moment before they separated at the touch of a touch!

Jian Gang turned into a terrifying storm and swept through this stone pavilion!

The two of them took three steps back at the same time. This time, they were finally evenly matched.

Last time, Han Tianming relied on the power of the mirage mirror. This time, he finally competed with his opponent with pure swordsmanship and achieved such a draw.

Not only because of his improvement in cultivation, but also because of his understanding of swordsmanship.

However, the swordsman in black on the opposite side slowly sheathed his sword and shook his head.

"The elder's swordsmanship has progressed too little compared to his cultivation."

Han Tianming couldn't help but feel dumb.

He knew that what the other party said was correct. He had an innate sword body and had reached the Nascent Soul stage. However, he still stayed at the level of swordsmanship.

Technique, technique.

Anyone who is diligent can learn it, even if it takes ordinary people many years to use Han Tianming's sword.

But it’s not out of reach after all.

Han Tianming walked too fast and took too many roads these days.

I have never really calmed down and practiced kendo properly.

All the roads in this world are taken by too many people.

To stand out, talent is important, but hard work must not be lost.

"Elder, come and see."

Zhang Qinruo smiled.

Han Tianming looked in his direction. This place was already extremely high. Looking up, the stars were still far away.

Looking down, the peaks are low, and between the starry sky and the peaks, there is endless blue, as blue as the sea.

The swordsman in black turned his back to the mountain road and faced the blue sky. He slowly stretched out a hand and then shook it gently.

Han Tianming saw that a sea of ​​white clouds suddenly appeared in the blue sky.

Roaring in the sky, the clouds roll and relax, ever-changing.

It looked white and gentle, but Han Tianming's pupils tightened when he looked at it. He suddenly felt a sharp edge from it that pointed directly to his soul!

"This is... sword intention!"

"Um."

The swordsman in black nodded slowly, and after putting down his hand, the clouds dissipated.

The rolling sea of ​​clouds turned into countless whistling sword lights, flickering in front of Han Tianming, whistling like the wind!

"This is my Sea of ​​Clouds Sword Intent."

"Then why didn't you use it twice?!!!"

Han Tianming asked, no matter which time he used it twice, he might not be his opponent.

At this point in the last foundation building period, I am afraid that even with the protection of the mirage mirror, facing this terrifying sword intent, there will only be bloodshed!

This time, I guess I have to use all means to defeat him.

However, even if he defeated him, he would still feel uncomfortable. Han Tianming did not dare to underestimate a core disciple of the Nebula Sect.

Zhang Qinruo turned around and smiled brightly.

"Because I haven't seen anyone for a long, long time..."

He actually knew clearly that he was a sword puppet?

"What's more, you are a person with an innate sword body?"

"Now, you are already a member of my Xingyun Sect."

He said so, and Han Tianming really couldn't believe that he was just a sword puppet.

He tasted a clue from the words of the black-clothed swordsman.

So he changed the reward and gave Yuqing Creation to himself in order to pull himself into the Xingyun Sect?

Han Tianming couldn't help asking:

"Why did the Xingyun Sect become like this?"

"Where did the disciples of the Xingyun Sect go? What happened here?"

There are too few clues about the Xingyun Sect. Even the Yuan family only knows a little bit of information.

And because it's too long ago, it's hard to tell the truth from the false.

Zhang Qinruo looked at Han Tianming for a long time with deep eyes, and finally said:

"I can't say it."

He knew the inside story, but he couldn't reveal it. As long as he talked about such a situation, he lost his voice.

It's like touching some kind of restriction.

"Perhaps, you need to continue to move upwards and reach a better stone pavilion before you can learn from them."

Zhang Qinruo's efforts were fruitless, but he did not struggle. After all, it was the great secret of the Xingyun Sect. It might not be a good thing if Han Tianming knew it.

Besides, each generation has its own things to do. The predecessors have done it, and the younger generation only needs to revive the glory!

"However, I advise you not to move upwards for the time being. The one above has a bad temper..."