Martial Cultivator

By the time Huang He came to his senses, Yu Xiyi had already disappeared into the sky and was never seen again.

He turned around reluctantly and saw his mother waiting by the bridge, but her eyes were slightly red, as if she had cried.

"mother."

Huang He called her and said softly, "Mother, do you know him?"

The woman glanced at Huang He and nodded.

Huang He snorted, thought for a moment, and said, "I won't tell dad."

The woman remained silent.

Huang He took his mother's hand and walked home. He asked carefully, "Mom, are you almost my father?"

Children are precocious and they actually want to achieve many things.

The woman touched Huang He's head and said with a smile, "There are so many things that were close to happening. Why do you care so much?"

Huang He sighed and said regretfully, "It's a pity, I almost had a sword fairy father."

The woman frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"

Huang He smiled and said, "But dad is also very good."

The woman nodded and said with a smile, "In my opinion, your father is the best in the world."

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The leader of the Sword Sect's journey south is equally slow. However, unlike Yu Xiyi, the leader of this generation of the Sword Sect and the well-deserved leader of the swordsmanship today does not feel guilty, but after the battle with the Demon Emperor in Mobei. I had some enlightenment in my heart, so I walked slowly south this time, but my sword intention became more and more difficult.

For a person like him, it is extremely difficult to take even half a step forward on the path of cultivation. Otherwise, he would not have taken such a big risk to go to the Demon Realm to fight the Demon Emperor in order to find those wisps of hope. I understand, but fortunately, this gamble is a great victory for the Sword Sect leader.

Thousands of miles to pass the sword, it is worth it.

After arriving in Changping Prefecture from Xinliuzhou, the leader of the Sword Sect walked faster. As he walked along the official road, he looked like a flying sword sheathed. The sword energy that had been scattered outside was now gone. , is slowly sheathing, completely restrained.

On the way north, the leader of the Sword Sect was like a flying sword that was slowly unsheathed. It was not until he reached the Demon Realm that he was completely unsheathed. This time when he returned south, it was the opposite.

Leaving Changping Prefecture and about to set foot on the border of Huanglong Prefecture, the leader of the Jianzong Sect saw a group of Taoists in Qingyi walking past in groups on an official road. They were holding many Taoist instruments in their hands. They didn't know which famous mountain they were going to hold a ceremony on. The gods and ghosts worshiped the heavens in rituals. The Sword Sect leader had never had much favorable impressions of the Taoist sect among the three religions, but he would not go on a killing rampage for no reason, so he just turned sideways and let this person

The group of Taoists left him.

These Tsing Yi Taoists did not take a serious look at the middle-aged man in front of them. They were afraid that they would never imagine that the middle-aged man with black and white hair in front of them, who was quite handsome, would be the best swordsman in the world. people.

After the group of green-clothed Taoists disappeared from the sight of the Sword Sect Master, the Sword Sect Master set off again. However, after taking a few steps, another handsome Taoist appeared in front of him. The man stood by the road with a smile and looked at Looking at the Sword Sect leader coming from north to south.

The Sword Sect Master frowned slightly, and soon knew the identity of the person in front of him. Looking at the Taoist in front of him, the Sword Sect Master asked, "Want to stop me?"

The Taoist smiled to himself and said, "I just had a fight with the Demon Emperor. Although I was a little injured, my sword skills have increased a bit, right? If there's going to be a fight now, will you hand over the sword that you didn't hand out?" Hand the sword to Pindao?"

The leader of the Sword Sect said indifferently, "It was not reserved for you in the first place. You are not worthy of my sword."

The Taoist didn't care about this obvious contempt. He just took a few steps forward and said, "Listening to what you say, people who don't know would think that you have been invincible for a long time. You are so powerful, why don't you kill the Demon Emperor?" Show it to Pindao?"

The leader of the Sword Sect snorted coldly and did not want to say more. As the saying goes, the Taoist priest in front of him was even more unpleasant to listen to than he was.

The Taoist did not stop the Sword Sect Master from moving forward, but turned to walk side by side with him, sighing, "Actually, I never thought that your sword was not reserved for the Demon Emperor. What, I really thought Is he more interesting than the Demon Emperor?"

The Sword Sect leader remained silent and just moved forward silently.

The Taoist was not annoyed, and just said softly, "Your sword is not complete yet, so you don't want to hand it out like this. After all, once you hand it out, it means it is a certain number. You have worked hard all your life to make such a sword. Naturally, you want to get it." Higher is better, but you can be considered a deviant swordsman. The first person you find to sharpen your sword skills is actually the strongest. Do you really have high hopes for that sword? You want to deliver something that has never been done before in the world and that future generations will never be able to do. Another sword?"

The master of the Sword Sect frowned slightly. He was actually a little surprised. He probably didn't expect that the Taoist priest beside him was not a sword cultivator, but he understood his ambition better than any sword cultivator in the world.

"I started to study that sword when I first learned the way of swordsmanship. It has been so many years now, but it still has not yet taken shape. After the battle with the Demon Emperor, this sword became a little more mature. However, if I want to completely perfect that sword, I still need to time."

Since the other party also understands swordsmanship and understands him better, the master of the sword sect is willing to talk more, just to relieve his boredom.

The Taoist smiled and said, "I would be happy to be the whetstone for you to sharpen that sword."

The leader of the Sword Sect smiled and said, "Why, you are a majestic master of the Chixin Temple and the leader in Taoism in the world. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you with one sword?"

The master of Chixin Temple said, "I knew that in your heart, poor Taoists were not very good at fighting."

The leader of the Sword Sect did not refute, but just said, "If I want to fight you, I might as well go to Luming Temple and fight with that old monk to see if he has truly mastered the golden body of Buddha after practicing for so many years."

"That monk won't fight you. If you have to make trouble for him, then you will probably not be able to leave Luming Temple alive. That old monk may not be as good at killing people as you, but he has lived for too long and knows too much. , knows so much that even a poor Taoist would not dare to set foot in that temple."

The viewer smiled. Although everything in the world only happens between two or three people, there are actually more than two or three people.

Afterwards, the two of them walked all the way to a county town. They boarded a restaurant and chose a seat by the window. Then they ordered some drinks and a few plates of small dishes. The waiter looked at the two dressed up and was a little dissatisfied. But because he was worried about the Taoist identity of the temple master, he didn't say much.

But if he really knew the identity of these two people, I guess the waiter in the shop would not dare to breathe.

The master of the temple can represent the monks of the Taoist lineage in the world. Although the master of the sword sect cannot represent all the sword cultivators in the world, his level is high enough and he is qualified to sit with the master of the temple.

"Some words have been hidden for a long time. When you say them again, they won't have the same flavor as before. What do you want me to do? You can say it now. If you hold it back any longer, I may not be interested in listening." Jian The sect master looked at the wine glass in front of him. The wine in the glass suddenly rippled slightly. In fact, if you look carefully, you can see that the glass of wine has transformed into countless small flying swords that are clashing and fighting in the glass. With this absolute control over sword energy, there is no one in the world who can hold it with only one palm.

The master of the temple smiled and said, "There is a magic sword in the Chixin Temple. You know it."

The master of the Sword Sect was slightly lost. As the leader of the Taoist sect, Chixinguan has an orderly inheritance and countless treasures in the sect. However, those so-called treasures have no meaning to the master of the Sword Sect. He only wants to go further and further in the swordsmanship in his life. He only wants the sword in his heart to be the highest in the world, so apart from the sword, he is not very interested in everything in the world. However, he has long heard about the magic sword named Yuanshi in the Infatuated Heart Concept. There is no conclusion yet on the theory of being the sharpest, and naturally neither does the magical sword called Yuanshi.

Among them, the magical sword is famous for its mystery. It is said that Daozu used this sword to fight against many great swordsmen in the world. Daozu was not a swordsman, but he could defeat many great swordsmen with a magical sword. Sword Immortal, the mystery of that magical sword is even more interesting.

"You want to give me this sword?"

The leader of the Sword Sect grabbed the wine glass, raised his head and drank it, then sarcastically said, "Do you have the courage?"

The Taoist ancestor's relics, no matter how powerful the conservator in front of him was, would not dare to give them away easily.

The master of the temple said, "Of course I can't give it away to you, but if you respond to my request, I can let you have a look."

The leader of the Sword Sect said, "How long will you watch?"

The viewer smiled and said, "The sword is on Pindao's body. Pindao can accompany the sect master to the Sword Sect. Along the way, the sect master can decide for himself how to go and how long to walk."

"Aren't you afraid that I will take a fancy to that magical sword and take it for myself?" The Sword Sect leader looked at the viewer.

The spectator smiled and said, "The sect master really thinks that the poor Taoist cannot be beaten, but even if he is taken away by the sect master, my sect will lose face, but the Sword Sect is afraid that it will disappear from the world from now on."

The Taoist monks are the most numerous in the world, and there are countless strong ones. Even if a sword sect is full of murderous sword immortals, if the Taoist sect is really angered, I am afraid that no sect in the world can remain calm, let alone the sword sect itself. It is the only remaining sect in the world that only has sword cultivators.

The leader of the Sword Sect said calmly, "If this is really the case, my Sword Sect will fall to the beam."

The viewer couldn't laugh or cry, "When it comes to business, let's talk business properly. Why does Zong take the initiative and flip the table if he doesn't move?"

The Sword Sect leader smiled calmly.

The viewer didn't take it seriously, just dipped his hand into some wine and wrote a few words on the wine table.

The leader of the Sword Sect had no expression on his face, looking at those words, and then fell into deep thought.

The visitor was not in a hurry and just started drinking slowly.

I don't know how long it took, but the traces of wine on the table had dried. The Sword Sect leader said, "The price paid is so high, but only such a small thing is needed. I am very curious about what you think."

The visitor said, "Of course I want to make this business a success, so if I lose money, I will lose money."

The leader of the Sword Sect was silent for a long time, and then he said, "Give me a look at the sword."

This is the answer.

The viewer smiled slightly and waved, and a seemingly ordinary peach wood sword appeared outside the window.

The leader of the Sword Sect looked solemnly with a strange look on his face.