Soul Master

Yang Dai jumped off the dragon's back and landed next to Tiansu Zhenren. He cupped his hands and smiled, "Senior, long time no see."

Tiansu Zhenren looked at him with a smile and said, "Little friend, it's not a long time, it's only a few months. Even if an ordinary immortal cultivator is on his way, he can barely come here from Daxia. It seems that little friend has a good fate."

Yang Dai said with a smile: "It can only be said that there are dangers and misfortunes, and I don't know why seniors are here?"

Tiansu Zhenren caressed his beard and smiled: "Invited by others."

Yang Dai was curious, but he didn't want to ask too much. He looked at the woman in the mink hat and said, "Thank you for the sword of my predecessors. I use this sword very well."

After such a long time, this woman is still wearing a mink hat and can't see her true face, just like Fang Qingni.

Do women with a high level of cultivation like to cover their appearance?

The woman with the mink hat nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

Tiansu Zhenren asked with a smile, "You joined the Shifang Sect?"

Yang Dai didn't hide it and nodded.

Tiansu Zhenren said with a smile: "The Ten Directions Religion is good, and it has a solid foundation. With this Religion, you can be considered a foothold in this world."

Yang Dai suddenly thought of Murong Changan and asked, "By the way, senior, do you know Murong Changan?"

Murong Chang'an's power was still fresh in his memory. He entered the Shifang Sect by himself, and he has become the most popular immortal cultivator on Xia Guo's Internet.

Tiansu Zhenren said with a smile: "I know, he showed extraordinary talent next to the swordsman back then, but this time, he was too reckless."

Yang Dai asked curiously, "Murong Changan is not a member of the five major sects of Daxia, why should he help Daxia?"

Tiansu Zhenren replied: "He is not helping Daxia, he is helping Juggernaut, Juggernaut is sealed by major sects in the wild land, and there are seal spells in these sects, which must be torn apart one by one, Juggernaut can After breaking the seal, unfortunately, Murong Changan's first battle was lost."

I see.

Yang Dai suddenly felt that Murong Chang'an was respectable, and for the sake of his senior brother, he even forced his way into a behemoth like the Shifang Sect.

"Senior, how strong is the Sword Saint?" Yang Dai asked.

The word Sword Saint appears in too many martial arts novels. The Saint of Swords sounds very compelling, and the Sword Saint in the Immortal Cultivation Realm is the Saint of Sword Cultivation and surpasses mortals.

When Yang Dai asked about these things, he just wanted to get closer. Tiansu Zhenren seemed to be unfathomable. Even if he reached the Spiritual Illumination Realm, he still couldn't see through the other party's cultivation.

Tiansu Zhenren smiled and said: "The strength of the sword saint can already be called a land fairy, it is indescribable."

really blow.

Will the land immortals be sealed?

Yang Dai didn't believe it in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Tiansu Zhenren asked with a smile: "Little friends, meeting is fate, Pindao and Tu'er are going to a grand event to invite famous people all over the world to fight demons together. Why not go with Pindao?"

The Tao of Heaven is the understanding of the deep domain system by the local cultivators of the deep domain.

Yang Dai asked curiously, "Fighting Demons, am I suitable to participate?"

Tiansu Zhenren said with a smile: "You have a demon king, so you can naturally take action. This time, the target is the big demon king. He has demon kings, big demons, and millions of demon beasts. You are responsible for dealing with the demon king."

Yang Dai's heartbeat quickened, which was indeed a good point for earning points.

He remained sane and asked, "What about the time?"

"Within three days, Pindao didn't want to participate in the decision-making, so he didn't arrive in advance. Maybe you can meet the great monk of the Ten Fang Religion at the event, then you will be safer."

"This……"

"Don't worry, Pindao Xianyun Yehe, I have no hatred with the Shifang Church. On the contrary, the Shifang Church appreciates you more."

Tiansu Zhenren smashed his words into pieces, so Yang Dai could no longer refuse, and he was indeed moved.

"Okay, thank you senior."

"You don't need to thank Pindao. Pindao has helped many aliens. I only hope that you aliens can remember the kindness of our human race. No matter how strong you are in the future, don't treat human races like monsters and mustards."

"Definitely not! Not to mention you, Shifang Teach treats me so well, and I will repay those who treat me well!"

Hearing Yang Dai's assurance, Tiansu Zhenren stroked his beard and smiled.

The woman in the mink hat suddenly said, "Let's learn from each other."

Yang Dai shook his head and said, "I am definitely not your opponent, senior."

The woman in the mink hat stood up and drew her sword, and the yin people such as the Qingxian Daxian were immediately waiting.

Tiansu Zhenren said with a smile: "Let's learn from each other, she wants to give you pointers, and there is a poor way, she must not hurt you in the slightest."

"Humph."

The woman in the mink hat snorted coldly and walked to the side.

Yang Dai is not polite. He doesn't practice on weekdays, and he specializes in practicing actual combat ability, which is naturally not false.

He raised the edge lightsaber, the blade stood upright in front of him, his eyes burst out with cold light, and the sword light complemented each other.

Heavenly Sword Art!

Yang Dai's whole body is full of strong wind, his long hair flutters, his clothes are hunting, and a fierce aura erupts!

The people of Xinyin such as Qingxian Daxian and Jiu Ming Dawang were moved.

This is sword intent...

They didn't expect Yang Dai to be a sword cultivator, and he was very virtuous. After all, immortal cultivators would be equipped with flying swords, and they had never seen Yang Dai make a move.

The woman with the mink hat took the lead in launching the attack, stabbed with a sword, and Yang Dai swung it away. The two did not waste their sword energy, but simply competed swordsmanship.

The woman in the mink hat's sword moves are fierce and fast, like lightning flashes, while Yang Dai is looking at the moves, and has the calm temperament of Mount Tai standing still.

"It's fast, but very comfortable, what's going on?"

Yang Dai's eyes flickered, and he thought in surprise.

He found that there was a suction force on the woman with the mink cap, and he was taking him to remove moves. This feeling was not uncomfortable at all, it was extremely comfortable, and his swordsmanship was obviously quite superb.

It is indeed a chance!

Yang Dai suddenly fell in love with each other, what a nice guy!

Of course, this love just means liking, Tiansu Zhenren treats him well, and he loves it too.

With the passage of time, the sword moves of the two became faster and faster, setting off bursts of fierce wind, and the yin people were dazzled.

Liu Junjie couldn't help but start to imitate, but he couldn't keep up with the rhythm and looked very strange.

After a stick of incense, the woman in the mink hat stopped, Yang Dai held the sword and frowned in thought.

The woman with the mink hat returned to Tiansu Zhenren and continued to meditate.

Tiansu Zhenren smiled and asked, "How?"

The woman with the mink hat said: "This son has a very good understanding of swordsmanship. It should have nothing to do with Tianshi swordsmanship. He is suitable for practicing swordsmanship."

Tiansu Zhenren smiled and said: "Aside from the talent of the aliens, his spiritual roots are very different, but everyone has their own advantages, but they have not discovered them. Maybe he is a natural sword cultivator, and many sword cultivators have spiritual roots. The qualifications are average, and God is fair."

Liu Junjie came up and asked, "Senior, what do you think of my kendo talent? Can you pass on my swordsmanship? Give me some pointers, I should be the legendary kendo wizard."

Tiansu Zhenren looked at him, his smile slowly disappearing.