Eternal Tranquility

The two fellow disciples who had not seen each other for many years only said a few words and then tacitly distanced themselves as if they had agreed beforehand. Lu Enming's restrained momentum began to increase steadily.

With a swipe sound, a long sword with cold light flew out from his sleeve, and with a faint cry, all the swords around him were eclipsed.

The smile at the corner of Lu Enming's mouth disappeared, and all the original closeness disappeared. He said slowly: "Junior brother Liu, you must think carefully. Once the sword cultivator comes out, he will not show mercy to us because we are from the same sect." ”

Liu Qinghuan's blood was boiling. He hadn't felt such a fierce fighting spirit for a long time. The sword of life and death turned into a gray long sword and was caught in his hand: "Senior Brother Lu, although I am not a sword cultivator, I am from Zhulin Mountain. Dao Xiu Jian, you have to be careful. I just want a sword!"

"Okay!" Lu Enming shouted, his expression became more focused, and he drew his long sword, shining out a cold and cold sword light: "I want a sword! Let's decide the outcome with one sword."

The other party's lonely and indifferent figure seemed to have merged with the sword in his hand. The shocking momentum rose again, and he was oppressed like a mountain.

Liu Qinghuan felt that he was facing a sword that was more powerful than all the swords around him. At this moment, all his blood and impulses strangely calmed down, but they did not disappear. Instead, they all turned into gray with fighting intention injected into his hands. In the long sword, the spiritual platform became clear and thorough.

His spiritual sea was turbulent like the sea in a storm. The two two pills were spinning rapidly, and the same was true in the sea of ​​consciousness. The black bamboo leaves on the reverse bamboo became darker and darker, and the white bamboo leaves became whiter and whiter. The dim light caused the gray sword to suddenly light up and disappear.

The two faced each other in silence, but the turbulent momentum had already begun the initial contest. The collision created increasingly violent whirlwinds, causing most of the swords around them to tremble, except for a few standing ones. The sword at the top of the sword pile groaned and struggled not to be outdone.

And in this confrontation that was going to last forever, the two of them suddenly moved at the same time.

There was no showiness, no sword skills. The two of them struck at the same time, with a flash of cold light and gray light, and each struck out in the blink of an eye!

At this moment, everything was silent, and even the wind seemed to have stopped.

"Boom!" As a pile of swords directly below exploded suddenly, everything seemed to come alive again, only the gray light and the cold light were still fighting silently. The two collided together, and the sword light was extinguished layer by layer, and reborn layer by layer, as if there was no end.

Liu Qinghuan felt Lu Enming's sharp and ruthless sword intent, but suddenly he seemed to have left the battle, standing in mid-air with a completely irrelevant perspective.

He watched his sword slowly retreat under the opponent's unparalleled attack, and watched his hand begin to become unstable and tremble slightly.

He had a feeling of defeat, a feeling that he could no longer hold on. Yes, Lu Enming was more terrifying than he thought. In the field of swords, the opponent's level was undoubtedly much higher than his.

but!

He closed his eyes.

He remembered what his second senior brother Ji Yue said: Plant a sword with the Tao, and the Tao will remain! The sword is there!

Their disciples at Zhulin Mountain are not sword cultivators, but Tao cultivators!

So he and Lu Enming fought not only with swords, but also with their own ways!

So, what is my way?

Is my Tao the life and death represented by the Sword Intent of Life and Death, or is it... the giant tree in the sky that is full of vitality in my spiritual sea? !

And just when he fell into such thoughts untimely, the sword of life and death suddenly became unstable, changing completely disorderly between black and white, sometimes black and sometimes white, half black and half white, gray black and gray...

The gray sword energy that was already retreating was even more like a rout. More than half of it was dispersed, and the remaining half was so chaotic that it seemed like it was about to disperse.

Lu Enming gave a strange look. He was not sure whether he should withdraw his sword. Generally speaking, when he competes or fights with others, he will not see anything except the sword, unless he achieves the final victory.

But Liu Qinghuan was his fellow junior and one of his few close friends. He didn't want to hurt the other party, so he should naturally withdraw his offensive in this situation where he was almost victorious.

However, what he didn't expect was that at the moment he hesitated, the opponent's sword power suddenly changed in an unbelievable way!

The traces of green mixed with the gray sword light are extremely conspicuous, just like green buds suddenly growing on the barren and desolate land, and like the dry and withered life coming back to life again, it is a kind of thin grass holding up the boulder. The shock is so tenacious that it is unpredictable and irresistible!

Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes and saw Lu Enming looking at him in shock and disbelief across from him: "Senior Brother Lu?"

Lu Enming looked at him for a long time, then suddenly let out a breath, turned around and put away the sword: "I lost."

Liu Qinghuan stared blankly at him, looking down at the sword of life and death in his hand. He saw that the gray sword was covered with green branches and vines, as if it would stand up from the sword in the next moment and turn into a green and green sword. Just like grass.

He actually realized the sword while competing with Lu Enming!

After being tapped on the shoulder, Lu Enming walked up to him and said with a smile: "Good boy! You lost to me once back then, but you have recovered today. Are you happy?"

Liu Qinghuan thought of the sect competition back then and laughed: "Today is a fluke. If we really talk about swords, I am far behind my senior brother."

Lu Enming shook his head and said thoughtfully: "Sword and Tao, you can't compare with me in sword, but I am not as good as you in Tao... Sword and Tao are inseparable. Well, you just used your Zhulin Mountain's " Bamboo Heart Planting Swordsmanship"?"

The two exchanged their thoughts on the competition just now, and both gained something.

Liu Qinghuan asked: "Senior brother, are you practicing swordplay here? Since I returned to the sect, senior brother has not been here. I didn't expect to meet him here, haha."

Lu Enming nodded: "I was busy making elixirs in the past few years. After finishing the elixirs, I took on another sect mission and went to the Demon Sect. I just came back not long ago."

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan asked curiously: "The Demon Gate to the west of the Hengwu Mountains? What's the situation there, and how does it compare to our east side? I haven't been there yet."

Lu Enming put his hands behind his back, and the two of them walked among the piles of swords, and said: "There are many mountains and dense forests over there, the spiritual energy is relatively secretive, and most of the magic sects are very hidden, but there are also a few lively places. But since those magic sects After joining the Immortal Cultivator Alliance, it suffered a lot of depression, and many demon cultivators went to the central and eastern areas.”

He looked at Liu Qinghuan: "By the way, what did you do when you came in?"

"I need a sword." Liu Qinghuan said: "You know, the swords grown in our Zhulin Mountain are not suitable for using other sword techniques and sword recipes, so I came here to find one."

"Oh, what do you want? I've been here for an unknown amount of time, and I'm quite familiar with the swords everywhere. Maybe I can help you with some advice."

"This..." Liu Qinghuan thought about the Eight-Character Sword Art. This set of sword art is so exquisite that it is hard to describe. He has only mastered the three-character sword art now. He tentatively said: "Is there a sword that has various characteristics, such as ethereal and mysterious, sharp and unstoppable, powerful as a rainbow, and returning to nature..."

Lu Enming stopped in surprise and looked at him like a madman.

He sighed and said, "Oh, you're just kidding. I don't think this is possible. Senior brother, just pretend you haven't heard of it. Besides, the swords here all choose people first."

"Actually..." Lu Enming interrupted him and thought: "It is really impossible to say that it has so many characteristics, but it can actually be considered from another angle."

He turned around and said, "Follow me, there may be one suitable for you."