The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

A figure was running very fast. This person was certain that he had finally found the Shura Sword who had become famous recently and was even at the height of his power.

It's just that after half an hour of this chase, he actually lost the person?

In terms of speed, neither the Flying Spirit Rat Brothers nor the Golden Eyes, the direct descendant of the Golden Feather Demon King, are necessarily faster than him.

This man stood quietly in the mountains, seemingly wondering where the other party had disappeared.

Suddenly, a bit of cold light disturbed the weeds next to this person, giving him a moment to react.

The long sword came out of the body instantly, and the two long swords collided with each other for thirteen swords in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, he separated himself from the person who attacked him by more than ten feet.

The person who attacked him was not someone else, but the one he had been chasing - Shura Sword Li Qiye!

"The reaction speed is good." Li Qiye did not continue to pursue, but directly praised him.

A trace of cold sweat fell from the tracker's forehead. If his perception of vegetation and all things were not much stronger than ordinary people, he might have been in serious trouble with the sneak attack just now.

"The Shura Sword is indeed a Shura Sword. The enemy will be killed when the sword is released." The tracker praised.

He did not hide his aura and appearance. He was a very handsome young man who had hardly appeared in front of others.

Li Ruoyu frowned. There were too many masters in the world. He just met Yu Dehai, Sword Kuangmo and the woman named Zhao a few days ago, and today he met such an unknown existence again.

"Are you humiliating me?" Li Ruoyu pointed his sword at the opponent again, "You are not dead, and you are not even injured."

"No." The handsome man shook his head, "I didn't die because we are not enemies."

"I don't think that someone who sneaks behind someone wants to make friends with someone Li." Li Ruoyu's eyes began to look dangerous.

This guy's strength is pretty good, but he can't help but leave peacefully like this.

"Misunderstanding." The handsome man began to explain, "I have indeed been looking for the whereabouts of the Shura Sword, but my purpose is not to antagonize you."

"Huh?" Li Ruoyu frowned, this guy actually took the initiative to tell him about tracking him.

Are you confident? It was true as he said, there was no malice.

It's just that in this case, Li Ruoyu's murderous intention only increased instead of decreasing when meeting such a guy with unknown origins.

"Tai Xuan Sword Sutra." The handsome man suddenly spoke, naming four names that it was almost impossible for anyone to know.

Li Ruoyu's murderous intention shot straight to the sky. Xiao Xuanzi, the weapon spirit of the Taixuan Pearl, had told him personally.

Taixuanzong has been dead for tens of thousands of years, and its previous masters have passed away for seven or eight thousand years, or even longer.

How could such a young man know the Taixuan Sword Sutra?

He couldn't figure it out.

Since you can't figure it out, kill everyone who knows about it before it spreads completely.

Feeling the increasingly terrifying murderous intent, the handsome man suddenly raised his hand and swung a sword to the side.

Wherever the long sword passed, a sword light compressed to the extreme came out, and in an instant, a low mountain was pierced through a transparent cave.

"Chu Yang!" Li Ruoyu whispered, what is going on? Are there other inheritors of the Taixuan Sword Sutra in this world?

"Who on earth are you? If you tell any lies, Li will kill you today." Li Ruoyu's murderous intention disappeared and he said this sentence instead.

Although the words were spoken forcefully, the murderous intention was no longer evident.

Being able to use Chu Yang's move, Li Ruoyu already knew that the problem was beyond his own knowledge.

The Taixuan Sect was destroyed many years ago, and the Taixuan Sword Sutra has always been a unique secret technique that can only be practiced by the sect leader, the holder of the Taixuan Pearl.

"I don't know which generation of sect leader you are from Taixuan Sect." The handsome man bowed from afar, "Xuan Qing, the lonely ghost of Taixuan Sect, has met the sect leader."

The term "lonely soul and wild ghost" is indeed very appropriate when applied to a descendant of a sect that has perished.

But a sense of sadness arose in both of them almost at the same time.

"Xuanqing?" Li Ruoyu frowned.

"Disciple is here." Xuan Qing just stood up straight and bowed slightly.

"It's only been more than a hundred years since Li received this inheritance." Li Ruoyu frowned, "But as far as Li knows, our Taixuan Sect has been extinct for tens of thousands of years."

"How did you...or your branch survive?" Li Ruoyu's own experience of the power of the Taixuan Sword Sutra was the most profound.

A sect with such a powerful inheritance was destroyed with the force of thunder.

Will those who wiped out their families leave behind the remnants of their power?

It's impossible to think about it.

Li Ruoyu seemed to be holding back his expectations, but in fact he was also secretly wary, and even wanted to find out the meaning of the news from Xuan Qing.

After all these years, are there still disciples left? This Xuanqing is either really a descendant of Taixuanzong's disciples who escaped by chance, or he is the lineage that destroyed Taixuanzong back then!

"Back to the sect leader, in fact, our lineage cannot be regarded as the true descendants of Taixuan Sect disciples." Xuan Qing's eyes turned slightly red.

"The Taizu of Xuanqing's lineage is the abandoned disciple of the third sect leader of Taixuan Sect." Xuanqing revealed another secret.

"Taizu was expelled by his master back then. After returning to Lianyun Peak, he has been hiding from the world." Xuan Qing shed tears as he spoke.

"But even Taizu didn't expect that less than twenty years after his return home, when he heard news about the sect again, what he heard back was the catastrophe of annihilation of the sect!

Then Taizu understood one thing. As one of the two most valued disciples of the third generation master, the elder expelled him to save his life.

Otherwise, how could he be punished so severely just because he accidentally hurt his fellow disciples during the competition? "Xuanqing said with reason and evidence.

Although the competition between fellow disciples is usually stopped at a certain point, it is inevitable that some injuries will occur occasionally, especially if they are minor injuries.

The master of the sect expelled one of the two outstanding disciples directly.

"You mean, the third master may have anticipated this day long ago?" Li Ruoyu frowned. I can make up 200 such unfounded statements.

"Well, according to Taizu's speculation at that time, he not only anticipated this disaster, but also made a lot of preparations for it.

And Taizu was the most critical link in these preparations." Xuanqing said again.

"Without any evidence, how can I believe you? "Li Ruoyu frowned.

"Of course there is evidence. First of all, the Taixuan Three Swords can only be passed down orally by the sect master's lineage and disciples who are qualified to inherit the sect master's position." Xuan Qing said.

This is indeed true, and Xiao Xuanzi also told me about it.

It's just that it's been so long since the sect was destroyed. Who knows if anyone has saved a copy and then fell into the hands of the enemy?