Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

Chapter 31: Mature Feijian, you must learn to practice by yourself

The old man in the bamboo grove watched Confucius leave devoutly.

He looked at this boy who had created countless miracles with complicated eyes.

Founder of a new genre.

Throughout the ages, how many people can have this honor.

In the faint, he felt that this righteousness was much stronger than the literary spirit.

Of course, this is the old man's guess. Except for Zhang Hao, no one in this world will use the grandeur of righteousness, and no one knows what effect the grandeur of righteousness has.

Thinking of the words that Confucius left behind before leaving, Confucian students can also learn, he said.

"Mr. Zhang, I was the one who was rude before."

"I am not qualified to teach you at all."

"I will need more guidance from you as a Confucian student in the future."

The old man apologized to the four sword fairies on the high platform.

"Sorry, I came today uninvited, so much trouble."

"Mr. Zhang, I will pay a visit some other day and ask for advice on the nine-year compulsory education."

The statues of the old man in the bamboo forest dissipated.

Zhang Hao returned to his seat.

Everything calms down.

"Patriarch, Suzerain."

"I, Zhang Hao, the number one disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect, fortunately lived up to my mission and maintained the reputation of the sect."

Zhang Hao's respectful spirit made the patriarch and suzerain terrified.

Looking at the eyes of the people around them, the two smiled wryly.

The name of this hidden sect seems to be completely real.

"The discussion continues."

Ye Tianlan waved his hand.

It's just after Zhang Hao's shocking performance just now.

Everyone on the scene has become dull.

They can't wait to go back and understand the spirit and spirit that Zhang Hao said.

Fortunately, there are not many sects that did not come to power.

"Representatives of Spirit Sword Sect, please come to the stage to discuss."

Under the stage, the Crooked Mouth Spirit King walked up with a complicated expression.

He glanced at Zhang Hao from afar.

"This son must not stay!"

"I want to find a chance to kill him before he rises."

He has a feeling.

This person will be the biggest stumbling block for him to rule the Haotian Continent.

He took a deep breath, and a devilish crooked smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King has a plan today.

He has one thing to do.

Promote the way of sword spirit.

Let the sword spirit, who was originally invisible, appear in the Haotian Continent openly.

Let everyone accept it, and even be proud of owning a sword spirit.

He wanted to shock the sword cultivators of the entire continent.

At present, the Crooked Mouth Spirit King has used his means to control the entire Sword Spirit Gate.

The entire Sword Spirit Sect was reduced to his human weapon.

But this is far from enough for him.

He wants more people to deliver them to their door.

Wait for the time to come, and cooperate with those controlled by other sects from inside and outside to create a vigorous revolution.

only……

Plans can't keep up with changes.

Before the Crooked Mouth Spirit King came, he had already made sufficient preparations.

He was sure to shock all the sword cultivators present and make the Sword Spirit Sect a blockbuster.

pity.

Zhang Hao was born out of thin air.

Pretending to be two waves of peerless force.

Let everyone's spirit reach the peak, and now everyone present is dull after finishing the work.

This made him very uncomfortable.

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King had a constipated expression.

"Difficult!"

"It's hard to let him pretend, what should I pretend?"

"This kid is so hurtful. He slapped me in the face and targeted me."

"hateful!"

He clasped his hands tightly.

Even so, I can only increase my strength!

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King looked up at the high platform.

"The position of the fifth Sword Immortal has been vacant for a long time."

"It's time for someone to step up and take a seat."

Zhang Hao cast a puzzled look when he saw the Crooked Mouth Spirit King.

"what?"

"Nike mouth again?"

He finally confirmed this time that some people in this world are definitely genetically flawed.

Ye Tianlan on the high platform was also very strange.

"It's Lu Ming from Lingshan Gate."

"There's something wrong with him."

"When did he become crooked, and why did his temperament change so much?"

"Lu Ming is also an epoch-making sword repair genius, although he is a little far away from the realm of the fairy sword."

"But if you work hard, there is still hope in your lifetime."

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King glanced over and opened his mouth slowly.

"What is a sword?"

"The sword is not on the front, but the spirit is the god."

"My way of the sword is the way of the sword spirit."

On the high platform, Ye Tianlan frowned.

"The way of the sword spirit?"

"What is that?"

He Qingqiu was also puzzled.

"I haven't heard of it either."

"I remember Lu Ming's way of swordsmanship, which should be the way of hegemony."

"When did it become the way of the sword spirit?"

"He won't change or double practice swordsmanship! This is too risky."

The four sword immortals expressed their puzzlement one after another.

For a person like Lu Ming, the way of the sword has solidified.

The so-called kendo asks the heart.

Forcibly changing the way of the sword or practicing other ways of the sword in the middle will greatly damage the foundation and the heart of the sword will collapse.

Someone who knew Lu Ming at the scene also frowned.

"What's wrong with Lao Lu, isn't he following the way of the overlord?"

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King ignored everyone's doubts.

What he wants is this eye-catching effect, so that when he breaks through in front of everyone, reaches the realm of the sword fairy, and sits on the fifth position of the sword fairy.

The way of the sword spirit is even more shocking.

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King is as immobile as a mountain.

The way of the sword spirit was slowly spoken in his mouth.

"Are you troubled by the fact that some sword techniques are boring and hard to understand, and that you cannot comprehend the true meaning of sword techniques?"

"Are you worrying about the fact that you have to practice in seclusion, and there is no one to take care of the chores in the door?"

"Are you struggling with not being able to find a partner, leading to a void?"

"As long as you have the sword spirit, all of this is not a problem."

"A good sword spirit can learn swordsmanship independently, free your hands in battle, and let you realize the freedom of fighting."

"A good sword spirit is not only a good partner in battle, but also a caring assistant in life..."

After half an hour, the discussion is over.

Someone shook his head.

"I feel like he's talking nonsense."

"Just now, when Zhang Hao was uniting man with heaven, he said that man is one and sword is two. He is still putting the cart before the horse."

"What the hell is this, learning swordsmanship independently? Why didn't he say that the sword spirit can help me have children!"

"I laughed. Could it be that the sword spirit was born as soon as it wanted to be born? You thought it was a piglet!"

"It's over, it's over, I feel like Lu Ming is useless."

"It's a pity for a genius who is close to a sword fairy."

When everyone was discussing, the crooked mouth spirit king sneered.

"What I want is this effect."

at this time.

He sacrificed a golden flying sword.

The Crooked Mouth Spirit King took out another book of secret art, with a serious expression, he muttered something to Feijian.

"Feijian, Feijian, you are already a mature Feijian!"

"You have to learn to practice by yourself, to comprehend swordsmanship by yourself."

Everyone in the audience: "..."

I feel like you're fucking kidding me!

This is making us fools.

Could it be that Lu Ming forcibly changed his kendo, which made him lose his mind now?
At this time.

Unexpected changes happened that no one could imagine.

Feijian actually responded, and a clear voice came out from it.

"Good host!"

The flying sword shoots out a ray of light.

A beautiful classical woman appeared.

"Hey!"

"Sword Spirit Chunchun is very happy to serve you!"

She took over the secret art of swordsmanship and began to read and comprehend it, nodding and shaking her head from time to time, looking serious.

Everyone was shocked.

"Is this the sword spirit?"

"I have never heard of a sword spirit that can transform into a human form."

"Is she really comprehending swordsmanship?"

Zhang Hao carefully looked at the beautiful sword spirit.

He was also surprised.

"The legendary monster?"

Zhang Hao looked at the rusty sword in his hand, looking thoughtful.

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