Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

The tip of the sword vibrated.

Wang Ba's heart also moved.

"Have you arrived at the Sword House that Uncle Xumi mentioned?"

But at this moment.

An excited voice containing joy suddenly sounded from a snow-capped mountain in the distance:

"Xumi! Haha! You are finally here!"

"Um?"

Wang He, Ying He, and Li Yingfu were all stunned.

The words have not yet finished.

Then suddenly there was an extremely condensed sword light that seemed to have five flowing lights, shooting from a distance!

"General Manager, be careful!"

Feeling the extreme crisis brought by that sword light, Ying He's expression suddenly changed.

Almost instantly, a defensive brilliance was set up.

Li Yingfu was a little slower, but he also stepped forward.

Wang Ba was the last one among the three to call out the Xuanlong Taoist soldiers.

"Is this person the enemy of Uncle Xumi?!"

"But why are the five colors on this sword light so familiar?"

In a hurry, Wang Hao didn't have time to think carefully, and quickly activated Zen Shadow Yi.

And the sword light flew between the iron ships in almost the blink of an eye.

But it suddenly stopped, shaking slightly, as if looking for something.

"Huh? Not Xumi?"

The voice was full of doubts.

The three of them saw a figure jumping at extremely high speed from the depths of the snowy mountains in the distance.

Although he was jumping, his speed was so fast that Wang Yan couldn't even see the specific appearance of the person coming. He could only see an afterimage suddenly falling in front of the iron ship.

Only then did he see that the visitor had unkempt hair and a tangled beard.

A simple, black, tattered robe.

He looks even more like a savage than monk Tu Bizhou.

However, none of the three people on the iron boat dared to look down on each other.

Although the appearance of the visitor was shabby, the aura on his body was not concealed at all. It was extremely refined, brave, and full of wildness that was extremely rare among monks.

As soon as he landed in front of the iron ship.

The sword light then turned around and plunged into his fontanel.

But he didn't care. He shook his head from side to side and looked at the three of them.

Wang Ba knew in his heart that the other party was probably the old friend that Uncle Xumi mentioned.

I felt slightly disappointed.

He also said that this was Master Xumi’s confidante, but he didn’t expect that he was a ‘savage’.

But if you think about it for a moment, Sumeru can cut off his own arms for the sake of swordsmanship. It seems that such ruthless people have no interest in the yin and yang of men and women.

Although he thought so in his heart, Wang Hao did not dare to neglect, and quickly raised his hand to salute:

"This senior, I am..."

The 'savage' looked at Wang Hao, but his eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his hand and greeted:

"Come."

Wang Ba has not yet reacted.

The tip of the sword in his sleeve flew out with an uncontrollable 'whoosh', and immediately landed in the hands of the 'savage' like a swallow throwing itself into the forest, making a buzzing sound that sounded like joy.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yan strengthened his guess.

He quickly finished his words:

"I am Wang Ba, a monk from the Wanxiang Sect of the Jin Dynasty in Feng Linzhou. I have been entrusted by Elder Xumi in the sect to return this thing to my senior."

"Wanxiang Sect?"

The 'savage' carefully held the tip of the sword in his hand, with a joyful smile on his face.

Hearing Wang Ba's words, he was not surprised and said curiously:

"Elder... Xumi has become a god, right?"

Wang Hao nodded.

Hearing this, the 'savage' looked at the tip of the sword and his eyes suddenly brightened:

"Then let's say..."

The words haven't been spoken yet.

Above the sword tip, light suddenly spread.

Immediately, a shadow flew out from the tip of the sword.

He is thin and has a cold face.

It was the familiar figure of Wang Hao.

"Uncle Xumi?"

Wang Hao was slightly surprised.

Xumi looked at Wang Hao and nodded slightly:

"This is my spiritual thought."

Then he looked at the ‘savage’.

There was a slight fluctuation in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

"Chi Jian, it seems that you have not yet entered the Tao."

Chi Jian, the ‘savage’, laughed nonchalantly:

"Whether you have entered Taoism or not, that's what you care about. What does it have to do with me?"

"I only care about when my sword will come to an end."

Xumi stood with his hands behind his hands and shook his head slightly when he heard the words:

"The way of the sword is the way of the heart. If the heart has no end, how can the way of the sword have an end?"

"Your path has gone astray."

'Savage' Chi Jian suddenly narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and there was a trace of danger in his shining eyes:

"Off? Xumi, do you think you can take advantage of my swordsmanship by transforming into a spirit before me?"

"Kendo is just kendo! It has nothing to do with your mind!"

"Wait a minute, you're not the one who wants to test the sword with me after becoming a god, right? Hey! That's really what I want!"

After saying that, he released the tip of the sword and suddenly distanced himself from the iron ship.

The sword light on his body was flickering, and there were five colors of light flowing.

Xumi did not respond immediately. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, whispered to Wang Hao, and explained:

"This man is a swordsman master in Huangjizhou. He is dedicated to the sword, so he is called Chijian."

"He has traveled across several continents and acquired a lot of inheritance. When I defeat him later, his accumulation, what he has gained and asked for, can also be used for you to perfect the way of all dharma."

Wang Ba was startled.

He glanced at Uncle Xumi in astonishment.

He always thought that his uncle was a straight person...

However, Xumi had already faced Chi Jian and said quietly:

"Since there is a competition, why not add some excitement?"

"Luck?"

Chi Jian looked at Xumi doubtfully:

"When are we competing, when do we need to add some bonus?"

But after all, he was well-informed, and he immediately reacted and said suddenly:

"Oh...it seems you are quite confident that you can beat me."

Although he reacted, he was not annoyed. Instead, he was full of expectation:

"Although you have transformed into a spirit, you are just a little distraction at the moment. Since you are confident that you can defeat me, it seems that you have made a lot of progress in these years, so stop talking nonsense and hurry up! I can't wait to see your heart. The sword!"

When Xumi heard this, he was not ashamed of being exposed in front of him. His face was calm, and the tip of the severed sword just now quietly flew to his side.

Then the two of them flew out together without hesitation.

In just one breath, the two of them disappeared from the sight of Wang Yan and the others.

"Let's follow quickly!"

Wang Yan said without hesitation.

Ying He and Li Yingfu also had this intention. They immediately summoned up all their strength to control the iron ship and flew in the direction of the fight between the two.

Of these two, one is a newly promoted kendo spirit transformer, and the other is a mysterious kendo master who dares to challenge others.

The combat power of the two is undoubtedly at the peak of Nascent Soul.

This level of fighting is something that even Ying He and others rarely have the opportunity to see.

If you can learn something from it, even if it's just some skills in fighting, it will be a huge gain.

Therefore, the three of them are all looking forward to it.

The iron ship flew away at great speed.

On the way, the three of them soon saw the snow-capped mountains below with their peaks flattened, as well as the bottomless sword marks in the snow.

Not long after, Wang Yan and the others finally caught several intense bright lights.

He quickly followed him.

But he saw countless sword lights that were either weird or sharp, cunning or majestic, colliding fiercely in mid-air.

In the light of these swords.

A sword light flowing with five colors of energy and a sword tip did not touch each other. They stood behind each other, ready to take action at any time.

They just seemed to be afraid of something.

And on both sides of the sword light.

‘Savage’ Chi Jian and Xumi stood in mid-air.

One has a frown, the other has a calm face.

After thinking for a while, Chi Jian couldn't help but shake his head and praise:

"You didn't come here in your true form, so you can't use the sword domain. Most of your power is reduced, but you can still suppress my 'Five-Colored Divine Sword' magical power... It seems that you have indeed made a lot of progress in the past few years."

Being praised by his opponent, Xumi still showed no expression and said calmly:

"So I said, your way is wrong."

Chi Jian suddenly became anxious and couldn't help but cursed:

"Your mother's size! If my five-color divine evil sword hadn't been able to integrate the ice path into it and turn it into six colors, you would be squeaking in front of me!"

far away.

Ying He and Li Yingfu couldn't help but look a little strange after hearing the conversation between the two.

He wanted to speak out for Elder Xumi, but looking at Elder Xumi's appearance, he didn't seem to care.

Only Wang Hao was suddenly shocked when he heard Chi Jian's words.

"The Five Colored Divine Sword... Ice Dao... This Five Colored Divine Sword, could it be that the five elements are integrated into the magical power of the sword?"

"Isn't this similar to the Ten Thousand Methods of Swordsmanship that master trained Yi An?"

The Way of Ten Thousand Techniques of Sword means that one sword contains ten thousand techniques.

Of course, this so-called hidden method is not like Yao Wudi and Wang Yan, who started to incorporate different essences from refining Qi and building foundations.

Rather, different essences are added to the way of swordsmanship.

Learn its meaning and use it as a means to fight against the enemy.

It does not need to be as time-consuming and labor-intensive as the orthodox Wan Dharma Lineage.

Of course, compared to the deep foundation of Wanfa Lineage, Wanfa Kendo can only be regarded as a kind of eccentric swordsmanship.

The power is far less than the real Wan Dharma Meridian.

"However, he just said that he has not yet integrated into the ice path..."

Wang Hao frowned slightly.

Xumi, who was fighting Chi Jian, shook his head again and said:

"You don't need to be angry. No matter how much you add to the way of swordsmanship, or how much the power is improved, it can't change the essence of the way of swordsmanship. Controlling the sword with your heart and using people to control the sword. This is the way to condense the magic of the sword. way!"

"fart!"

Chi Jian cursed angrily.

It's just that for a veteran in martial arts like him, even though he was so angry that he couldn't bear the curses, the sword light around him was still as steady as a mountain, and he didn't lose the slightest bit in the face of Xumi's sword light.

Ying He and Li Yingfu were dumbfounded.

Although Xumi at this moment is just a divine thought of the transformed god, this is a transformed god after all!

Being able to step into the realm of spiritual transformation at least shows that his understanding of spiritual practice has reached an extremely high level.

Even if they are faced with the same strength, they can easily defeat their opponents.

However, this Chi Jian was full of sword energy and launched his moves one after another, brazenly able to compete with Xumi.

When Wang Hao saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh:

"If you look around the world, there are indeed many talented people!"

But he was also a little worried about Xumi.

After all, this is just a spiritual thought, and the power it can use is limited. If it doesn't last for a long time, it may be exhausted by the opponent soon.

Wang Yan thinks so.

But Chi Jian seemed to realize this.

But instead of delaying consumption, he cursed again:

"It's unpleasant! Xumi, why have you been so bad with your sword these years?"

"If you don't come, I will!"

After saying that, the power of the surrounding sword light increased sharply, and flew towards the sword light in front of Xumi.

However, faced with this move.

Xumi was still calm and indifferent.

Back off slightly.

The surrounding sword light also retreated.

No, not retreating, but quickly twisting together with the sword tip as the center, and then going straight for the Chi Sword to stab!

Seeing this, Chi Jian not only did not panic, but his eyes shone brightly and his brows lit up with joy:

"Okay! Okay! This is how you should behave, Xumi!"

Then the five-color sword light flipped several times in front of him, and then quickly aroused the energy of the five elements around him, merged into the sword light, and turned into a huge five-color flying sword, slashing towards the tip of the sword!

Wang Yan and others couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Everyone can see that this sword is the sword of victory.

Wang Yan became even more nervous.

Both of them are at the top of the swordsmanship, and their shooting speed is unparalleled.

In just the blink of an eye, the two flying swords had already struck each other.

However, what made the three of them slightly stunned was that after a collision.

The two sword lights suddenly disappeared.

"A tie?!"

Ying He and Li Yingfu were shocked.

However, the two of them and Wang Ba were even more shocked to discover that Xumi's figure actually disappeared along with the sword light.

The three of them looked at Chi Jian as if they were looking at a ghost.

But he found that Chi Jian's face was extremely ugly:

"Damn it, I lost!"

"Destroyed earlier than he did."

"If I weren't good at ice and couldn't integrate..."

He cursed angrily in his mouth.

Wang Ba and the other three looked at each other in confusion.

I didn’t know for a moment whether it was better to stay or leave.

However, Chi Jian reacted quickly.

The breath is messy and seems to be depressed.

Looking at Wang Yan, he frowned slightly:

"You just said that you are from the Wanxiang Sect, right? With Jindan cultivation... it seems that you are his junior. I just promised to give him a head start if I lose to him. If he is not here, you can tell me!"

There was no hint of repudiation in his words.

Wang Hao hesitated slightly in his heart.

The other party seems to be both good and evil, and his behavior style is hard to say for the time being.

More importantly, the relationship with Master Xumi is also somewhat unclear.

So when he suddenly heard Chi Jian's words, he felt a little embarrassed.

However, thinking that Uncle Xumi would not harm him, he sensed the Zen Shadow Clothes on his body.

After weighing the opponent's methods, he finally spoke out the reminder that Xumi had given him before.

"You want the technique?"

Chi Jian was a little surprised, but he didn't ask in detail. He casually threw out a storage ring and threw it to Wang Hao.

"I'm not sure. All my things are in there and I haven't packed them up. You can find them yourself."

Wang Ba was startled and looked at the other party in disbelief.

Chi Jian felt Wang Ba's gaze and frowned:

"What are you doing?"

Wang Ba hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "Senior, aren't you worried that I will take away all your things?"

Chi Jian sneered:

"There is nothing else, just a sword. If you want it, just take it."

When Wang Ba heard this, he couldn't help but sighed sincerely:

"Sword crazy people are still human, but sword crazy people are no longer human beings."

Bow to show respect.

Then he pondered for a moment and asked:

"Senior, are you interested in learning about the ice method?" (End of this chapter)