The Ultimate Sword Master

A corner of the mysterious world.

In a dilapidated courtyard that almost no one cares about, an old man with few hairs and few teeth is squatting at the foot of the wall and taking a nap. He seems to have noticed the movement outside. He raised his eyelids and looked at it. A trace of relief flashed in his turbid eyes.

"Okay... okay."

He turned his eyes and looked at the two tombs in the courtyard... To be precise, it was the two small flowers, one purple and one white, swaying in the wind on the tombs. He sighed softly, and the sound was barely audible.

"With so many people, how can you two..."

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, another thunderclap resounded through the sky and landed in the courtyard, startling the two little flowers and making them tremble slightly. They seemed to come alive and shrank together. In the stamens, there were more drops of crystal liquid!

The old man was shocked!

He stood up suddenly, with a fierce and violent aura. There were violent sword intentions hidden in his thin and dry body. Where was the old man's previous appearance?

He came to the grave in one step!

He stopped and looked at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed!

"Good, good..."

"The true spirits are reunited... The futures index of returning is waiting..."

...

What happened in the courtyard.

Naturally, I didn't know.

Or, under Yuan Zhengyang's deliberate instructions, except for the fat man, dog, and sapling who occasionally came back to the courtyard to enjoy the autumn breeze, few people disturbed the old man's peace.

Thunder roared again in the sky!

The power of the purple thunder has reached its peak, and the sword light has changed from the previous spring breeze and rain to become violent!

Boom!

Boom!

...

After another nine collisions, the diffuse lightning light converged and suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the aura of the slender figure holding the sword suddenly surged, and it stayed at the peak of the first step of the origin realm before it barely stopped!

"Hello!"

The sword cultivators of Xuanyue laughed and were overjoyed.

A sword light passed through the curtain quietly like a swimming dragon, and turned into a young woman, landing in front of Yuan Zhengyang.

"Greetings to the Grandmaster!"

"Greetings to Elder Pei, Elder Dugu!"

The woman was about twenty years old, heroic, and although her skin was slightly dark, she was born beautiful. She held a dark green long sword in her hand, and a trace of the original aura flowed continuously on her body. There was a hint of weird spirit between her eyebrows.

"Si Niang did a good job."

Dugu Chun seemed to like this woman very much, and he praised her in his words: "Solid foundation, steady and steady, immortality can be expected..."

"Indeed!"

Pei Lun interrupted him and said with a smile: "If you take another half step forward, even the old men of the sect master will not be your opponents."

Si Niang frowned.

Maybe it was because of her natural clash, or maybe it was because of the influence of her master, she really couldn't like Pei Lun, the squinty-eyed, stinky fox...

Seeing her break through the realm.

Everyone came to congratulate, even the old Gou who was at the back of the group felt proud and proud. After all, although he was a coward, he had come to protect Si Niang with all his heart and soul for a thousand years due to Gu Han's power.

Si Niang was not very happy.

Looking left and right, she found that the person she wanted to see the most was not there, and she was a little disappointed.

"Master didn't come..."

Thousands of years ago.

Not long after she parted with Gu Han, she accidentally met Tang Tang who was traveling outside, and was deeply impressed by his peerless grace. She was even accepted as a disciple by Tang Tang and brought back to Xuan Jian Sect.

Thousands of years ago.

Luo Si Niang's name gradually became known to the world, and she gradually emerged and stood out among the younger generation.

In just a thousand years.

She has grown from a mortal with no cultivation to a first-step cultivator in the origin realm, and has been dubbed as a proud girl and a demon, attracting the attention of the world and being admired by all.

But...

She understands.

Compared with Tang Tang, her ability is really nothing. In fact, as her cultivation continues to improve, she can no longer see Tang Tang's shadow.

"Alas..."

Thinking of this, she was a little annoyed. She always felt that she should have informed Tang Tang in advance of this breakthrough, at least to prove that she has not slacked off in her cultivation...

Just thought of this.

Suddenly, a stream of azure light flashed through the sky. The sword in the stream was boundless, with the power to destroy all things. In just a blink of an eye, it was suspended in front of her, turning into a long azure sword!

The Suyuan Sword!

Everyone recognized it at a glance!

"Not bad, not bad!"

The Suyuan Sword trembled slightly, and the sword spirit's voice was still soft and sticky, but pretended to be old-fashioned, saying: "Si Niang, your efforts have been seen by your master. You are very good, keep up the good work..."

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

On the contrary, Si Niang, with a face full of joy, hurriedly asked: "Has the master seen her? Where is she? I haven't seen her for a long time..."

"I have always been here."

A clear and soulful voice sounded, and the void trembled. A woman in a white dress, with a stunning face and peerless grace, slowly walked over.

"Tangtang!"

The Suyuan Sword trembled and flew back to the woman.

"Greetings to the Sword Master!"

When they saw the woman, many sword cultivators, including Yuan Zhengyang, bowed deeply.

Even Pei Lun.

She bowed reluctantly and rolled her eyes, which was the same as not rolling them.

"No, no!"

Dugu Chun stood up and looked at the sword spirit and extraordinary grace of the female sword fairy in front of him, and was full of admiration.

Tangtang's cultivation level has not changed.

When Gu Han left, she was the first step in origin, and she is still the first step in origin now.

Can……

Instinct told him that as long as Tangtang was willing, a thought could reach the 극hengdao껣realm, and a sword could kill him, a strong man like Heng Er!

Thousands of time.

He no longer knew anything about the Xuan Jian Sect. After thinking about the sword heads of all dynasties, only Gu Han... could definitely beat Tangtang!

"Master!!"

Compared to him, Siniang didn't think much about it. Seeing Tangtang눕, who was both master and idol, she was excited with a hint of uneasiness.

"You...did you see 깊?"

"See 깊."

Tangtang smiled and encouraged: "You did a good job, much better than 놖 expected. 놖껩 is very relieved to leave it to you 깊."

Si Niang was stunned.

My heart suddenly felt sour!

Tangtang had always been extremely strict when he taught her in the past, but nowadays, she rarely hears such words of encouragement.

"Master...huh?"

Just as she was moved, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Recalling Tangtang's previous words, she wondered: "Master, you said... leave it to 놖?"

The rest of them were also confused.

On the contrary, it was Yuan Zhengyang, Pei Lun, and even Lao Sun and Lao Wei who understood the deep meaning of Tangtang's words.

"Girl."

Yuan Zhengyang looked complicated and sighed: "Decision?"

"kindness."

Tangtang smiled, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes: "Waiting for this, waiting for more than a thousand."

While talking.

She took out a dark blue sword talisman and gently handed it to Siniang.

"From now on."

"You are the twelfth generation swordsman of Xuan Jian Sect."