No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 107 What is the Way of the Sword?
Yi Fan was taken aback, which great god is the Venerable Acacia? How could the Venerable Move Mountain just raise a name, and the three heavenly beauties are so frightened?

With his alchemy attainments, he could instantly tell that Long Mengze's elixir was extremely poisonous, and once it was ingested, it would immediately dissipate its fragrance, and even a hair could not be found.

Not to mention Leng Haiyi, with his resolute look, he can only practice the way of ghosts and immortals with this knife.

"Stop me!"

With a wave of Yi Fan's hand, the three heavenly thunder cages shot out tens of thousands of thunder lights, and the three women were stunned on the ground by the electric shocker.

Yi Fan shook his head, casually threw Leng Haiyi's innate hand into the trough, and depressedly asked Bishan: "Xiaoshan, what do you think this Lord Hehuan does, is he so powerful?"

The Venerable Qianshan smiled, and whispered, "******"

Yi Fan blushed when he heard this, and blurted out: "Can you still practice like this?"

Qianshan nodded frantically: "Yeah!"

"Ancestor, why don't you try it, look at this Cangmingxue, it is the Holy Body of Wenxiang, if you double cultivate with her, you will be able to break through the golden core that night, and the Leng Haiyi is also extraordinary, after the double cultivation, you will not be afraid of the cold Bingweishui is a powerful group, of course, if you are not afraid of being poisoned to death, Long Mengze, you may be able to survive all poisons."

"Is it so miraculous?"

Yi Fan stared wide-eyed, then shook his head vigorously, and slapped the big man who moved the mountain like a gourd.

"Don't talk nonsense, I am a dignified and decent person, and it is an open plan to seek dual cultivation. How can I take advantage of others' danger, really."

Even though he said so, his eyes still glanced over honestly.

Cangmingxue is unrivaled in elegance, Long Mengze is enchanting and mysterious, and Leng Haiyi is unparalleled in her coldness. These three women each have their own merits, especially now that they are unconscious and trapped by themselves, which is Yi Fan. It would be possible to change anyone else. I can't hold it anymore.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's say there are six of us out of ten, and there are still four people left?"

"If we go back to our ancestors, there are Jian Chi Wuxin, the first disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect to be extinct, Wu Qifeng, the grandson of the Chongyang Palace God Beggar, the true Fazheng of Zen Master Kuhai of King Kong Temple, and Ji Feixuan, the illegitimate daughter of Nanhai God and nun on Lianxi Island!"

"Oh, wait, you said that Concubine Jixuan is the illegitimate daughter of Nanhai Shenni?"

Yi Fan's heart of gossip suddenly ignited.

"Hey, ancestor, you might as well take a guess, who is her father?"

"Who can guess this thing?"

"To tell you the truth, Xiaoshan occasionally heard the leader say that her father is Zen Master Kuhai!"

"I'm going, so hot?"

Yi Fan spit out the old wine suddenly.

"Don't talk nonsense, these two eminent monks are both highly respected, are you not afraid of being beaten to death?"

"Really, the leader himself said that the two of them were a young couple in the Republic of China. They were chased and killed by the eagle dogs of the Qing court when they were escorting the president. They were shot to death in the bitter sea and fell into the sea. Died for love, but was rescued by Lianhua Island, and told her that she was pregnant, so she extinguished the idea of ​​suicide. After giving birth to Ji Feixuan, she became a nun. Who knew that Kuhai was rescued by the monks of King Kong Temple, and later she also suffered from finding Nanhai. , and became a monk in despair, but the two of them had good talents, and they devoted themselves to cultivating without caring about worldly affairs. "

"Xiaoshan, I can't tell you that you are quite gossipy!"

"Hey, my Holy Cult's spies are all over the world, what's going on in the world of cultivating immortals that we don't know?"

"Oh, forget it, I'm not interested, but it's getting late, let's go and have a look, help if we can, don't let those overseas evil gods take the lead."

From a distance, Yi Fan's tyrannical consciousness could feel the sword energy and strong sword intent rising into the sky in front of him.

Next to a golden innate stone, there is a golden lion king more than ten meters tall, but its body and head are separated, and it is already dead and cannot die again.

Not far away, there was a young swordsman sitting in the void. He looked ordinary, holding a long sword like autumn water in his hand. From time to time, sharp sword energy shot out from his body and shot in all directions, cutting the surrounding vegetation. He was in a mess, but he still closed his eyes tightly, as if he was practicing some amazing swordsmanship.

This person is Jian Chi Wuming.

But Yi Fan could tell at a glance that Wuming was not practicing, but had entered the realm of enlightenment that monks dreamed of.

Because he has to enlighten himself from time to time, it's like eating and drinking water, and he can't be more familiar with it.

"Ancestor, is he going crazy?"

"Wrong, this is a sudden enlightenment."

"Enlightenment, Enlightenment?"

It is obvious that he does not believe in moving mountains. Enlightenment is not about eating and drinking. Ordinary monks may not be able to achieve enlightenment once in their lifetime.

For any monk who has realized the Tao, understanding the skills is like breaking through a trap, and breaking through the realm is like piercing a layer of membrane, which is extremely easy.

This little doll is throwing sword energy everywhere, obviously more obsessed than enlightened, could this little ancestor be mistaken?
"Ancestor, you, oh, why are you so dazed?"

Yi Fan's spiritual consciousness is so powerful, and he has understood the first form of the Dangmo Sword Technique. His swordsmanship level is already proficient, but he is still far from understanding the sword's intention.

As we all know, the realm of sword cultivation and kendo is divided into sword qi, sword power, sword intent, sword domain, and kendo. As for whether there will be Yi Fan in the future, I don't know.

But this Wuming looks much younger than him, but he has already begun to touch the threshold of sword intent, which is really amazing.

Driven by strong curiosity, Yi Fan couldn't help spreading out his terrifying divine sense to entangle him. He felt a cold war all over his body, and his mind was full of endless sword intent.

This is a world of swords. A bright sword light suddenly flashed across a high mountain that stood like a sword blade, splitting the world into two. Then countless rays of light fell, and inexplicable fairy music played. The sword cultivator with fluttering white hair rose slowly on the auspicious clouds, and soon disappeared into the glow. Countless monks kept kneeling in mid-air, as if to send him off.

And after a long time, the immortals all over the sky disappeared, only the bright sword light between the heaven and the earth lingered, shining like new, Yi Fan's spiritual sense probed, and immediately his brain exploded with a bang, the peerless sword Xian stood abruptly in front of his eyes, his eyes pierced like sharp swords, and he dared not look at her.

"What is the way of the sword?"

"What, ask me? Who should I ask?"

Yi Fan was a little confused, but subconsciously felt that this might be a great opportunity.

The answer is right, maybe I can directly comprehend the sword's power, or even the sword's intent.

If you don't answer well, if you spy on someone else's master's inheritance, it's really uncertain whether you will be killed by this sword fairy.

So the question is, what is kendo?
The sword is me, I am the sword, the sword is one, and I am the sword man?

May be hacked to death, change one for another.

Plants, trees, bamboo and stones can all be swords!

This is mortal swordsmanship, a bit low, right?
A blade of grass chopped off the sun, the moon and the stars!

Hey, it's too pretentious, so embarrassing, how can I have the face to say this?

A trace of disappointment flashed across the face of the sword fairy old man, and his figure was slowly fading away. Yi Fan knew that if he couldn't answer, he might lose this peerless opportunity.

(End of this chapter)