The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Junko's speed was very fast, like a flash of lightning shuttled through the sword forest, and the bamboo swayed non-stop with the sound of hunting wind.

She didn't have a sword in her hand, but her fingers were churning, and handprints were formed quickly.

Every time she makes a handprint, the air will vibrate once, as if there is a mysterious power in this handprint.

These mudras are very important in ninjutsu, and they are the source of strength. This is the experience accumulated by countless ancestors.

As long as a mudra is formed, the corresponding ninjutsu will be activated.

This is very different from Huaxia's spells. It was derived by the islanders themselves after learning the fur of the spells.

When ninjutsu is practiced to the extreme, these mudras do not necessarily have to be made with both hands. When the mind moves, the mudra is formed in the heart, and ninjutsu will naturally be triggered.

This is faster and more powerful than making mudras.

Junko's cultivation has not yet reached that level, but her fingers are flying, and the seal speed is already very fast.

These handprints are kendo handprints. Although there is no sword, traces of sword energy have already diffused in the air.

Suddenly, she stopped and pushed her hands forward, and the mighty sword energy rushed forward like an overwhelming sea.

Clap clap!

The green bamboo bent back and almost fell to the ground, but it didn't break, it seemed to be very resilient.

As soon as the sword energy passed, the green bamboo bounced back with a whoosh, piercing straight into the sky.

Click!

The sound of silk tearing suddenly sounded, which was particularly noticeable in this silent sword forest.

Junko's complexion changed slightly, her eyes froze, and she locked on a green bamboo not far away.

A crack appeared on the green bamboo, and then the crack spread in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, the green bamboo was covered with cracks.

Junko's eyes flashed with ecstasy and full of anticipation, as if something good was about to happen.

Huh~

A breeze blows through the forest of swords,

Bamboo leaves rustled.

And the cracked green bamboo shattered with a click, turning into powder and floating in the air.

In the blink of an eye, this green bamboo piercing the sky disappeared in smoke.

Junko didn't move, she stared straight at Yanchen, with a strange look in her eyes.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a ray of light lit up.

Junko's breathing involuntarily became rapid, without blinking her eyes, she walked towards the light step by step.

Finally, this touch of light revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

This is a sword, green all over, glowing with green light, like a pool of autumn water, rippling with a mysterious atmosphere.

Junko stood in front of the sword, staring at it with burning eyes, and muttered to herself: "The sword forest finally gave me the sword."

It is the dream of the disciples of the National Teacher's Mansion to bestow swords from the sword forest. Only when the cultivation base reaches a certain level can the sword forest bestow swords.

This is an independent behavior of Jianlin, and even the national teacher cannot change or dominate it.

From this point, we can also see the magic of Jianlin.

Junko stretched out her hands tremblingly, held the hilt of the sword, and closed her eyes subconsciously, as if she was feeling the sword carefully.

"Zheng!"

The long sword rose from the ground and was held high by Junko. The setting sun fell from the sky, and the mottled light reflected off the sword, rippling with a mysterious and powerful aura.

Junzi sighed in his heart, he had practiced for so long and was looking forward to this day, but he never made a breakthrough.

Unexpectedly, after fighting Tang Zheng this time, there would be such a big gain.

That delicate face involuntarily appeared in her mind, with a complicated look on her face, and she sighed secretly: "Should I still thank him?"

snort!

In the next second, she denied this absurd idea. This was the credit she had accumulated over time and had nothing to do with that person.

Now that her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and Jianlin gave her a sword again, the next time she meets Tang Zheng, the outcome will be unknown.

Full of confidence and excited, she took a deep look at Jianlin, and left Jianlin with strides.

Walking in the village, a pair of surprised eyes looked over, firmly locking the long sword in her hand.

Many people reacted, and their eyes turned into envy.

Junko walked past everyone with a calm expression.

Suddenly, a person came towards her and blocked her way.

Li Xiaotian looked at Junzi with a complicated expression, and said: "The sword forest is really so magical. Once you go in, your cultivation will increase greatly when you come out."

Junko looked at her lightly, without saying a word.

"I really want to go to your sword forest and experience it once." Li Xiaotian said enviously.

Junzi's face turned serious, and he warned: "Jianlin is an important place for our country's master's office, and no one else is allowed to enter, let alone you, an outsider. If you dare to take Jianlin's idea, I advise you to die as soon as possible." This one heart."

Junzi was very curious about Li Xiaotian. When the national teacher asked her to bring Li Xiaotian back, the two had a long talk behind closed doors, and even Chunzi didn't know the content of their conversation.

This added a mysterious aura to Li Xiaotian.

For the past few days, Li Xiaotian has been living in the village, like a transcendent existence. I don't know why she continues to stay here.

Junko has an instinctive resistance to Li Xiaotian, or they are both women, especially beauties, and the aura between them is not harmonious.

But due to the order of the national teacher, she dared not do anything to Li Xiaotian.

Li Xiaotian didn't care about Junzi's warning, but looked at Jianlin from a distance, his eyes fluctuated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Have you found Tang Zheng?" Li Xiaotian asked with his gaze back.

Junko hesitated for a moment and said, "He showed up today."

Li Xiaotian raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, it should be that he showed up on his own initiative, not because you found him?"

A strange look flashed in Junzi's eyes, and Li Xiaotian guessed it right.

Li Xiaotian was not surprised at all, and said with a smile: "Tang Zheng is very cunning, he really wants to hide, I am afraid that few people in this world can find him. However, I guess it is impossible for him to hide forever, he has The request must of course show up before the request can be fulfilled."

Junzi stared straight at Li Xiaotian and asked, "Do you know his purpose?"

"Of course, he has the emperor in his hands, and you will certainly not refuse to exchange the emperor's life for the truth about the island incident." Li Xiaotian said.

But Junko couldn't stop laughing, snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the cabin.

Li Xiaotian chuckled twice, and followed up step by step.

"What are you doing?" Junko stopped in front of the cabin, turned around and stared at Li Xiaotian and asked.

Li Xiaotian smiled unmoved: "I want to see the national teacher, of course I have to come here."

"Is it that you can see the national teacher casually?" Junzi said angrily. Even the emperor can't see the national teacher casually. How can this foreigner be able to see the national teacher without opening his mouth? Do you think this is your family? Is it an acre of three-point land?

Li Xiaotian didn't get angry, and said flatly: "See you or not, that's what the national teacher has the final say on, and you can't decide what you say."

After finishing speaking, he pushed his hand towards the wooden door.

Junko wanted to stop it, but an old voice popped out from the crack of the door: "Junko, please come in."

Junko's movements immediately froze, her face changed slightly, and she had to stop attacking.

Squeak!

The wooden door opened automatically.

Li Xiaotian strolled in, and the light immediately dimmed. Only the faint light from the window and the door entered the wooden house, and people could vaguely recognize the surrounding environment.

Even though it was the second time he came in, Li Xiaotian still felt like his heart was being pulled hard, and the feeling of suffocation hit his face.

This wooden house is not big, especially when you see the inside, you will feel that the wooden house is small.

There is very little furniture in the wooden house, only a table and a bed, very simple.

Of course, there is a reason for this, because there is no other enough space in the wooden house, because most of the space in the wooden house is occupied by a large pit.

There is a big pit in the middle of the room, which is full of sharp swords, like a pool of swords.

This big pit is the Sword Pond, which is the remains left by the previous national teachers. It is another important place in the national teacher's mansion besides the sword forest.

However, Jianchi is guarded by a national teacher, and no one can approach it without permission.

Li Xiaotian's eyes couldn't help lingering in the sword pool, even if he had seen this sword pool once, when he saw it again, there was still a chilling aura rushing towards his face.

This sword pool is famous, even more famous than the sword forest, because of the masters of these swords.

The masters of these swords are all masters of the generation, especially kendo masters. These people all came to challenge the master of the National Teacher's Mansion, the National Teacher, but practice proved time and time again that their challenge was absurd and ridiculous.

Compared with the national teachers, they are vulnerable and not worth mentioning.

It was precisely because they were all defeated by the national teacher that their sabers remained in the sword pool. Over time, they had the true face of today's sword pool.

Junzi followed Li Xiaotian's gaze to Jianchi, and snorted coldly, as if to remind Li Xiaotian not to think wildly.

Of course, there are many precious magical weapons in the sword pool. Even in the past so many years, the quality and power must not be bad.

It is considered a coincidence and a great blessing for ordinary people to get a magic weapon, but here so many magic weapons are dusty, one can't help but sigh.

If one of the sharp swords can be taken away, the power will definitely increase greatly after going out, and there will be no harm at all.

But the National Teacher's Mansion has never done this, and has kept this sword pond as a subject for the disciples to visit.

Li Xiaotian looked away slightly, and turned to the darkness behind the sword pool.

In the darkness, a person sat cross-legged quietly. He couldn't see his true face clearly, but his figure looked very thin. He sat quietly on a chair with his head bowed.

Li Xiaotian already knew that this person was a famous national teacher, so she didn't dare to hold her back, and bowed her hands in a salute neither humble nor overbearing.

The national teacher didn't seem to notice it, and devoted more attention to Chunzi, glanced at the long sword in her hand, and said with a little surprise: "Chunzi, congratulations!"

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