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

Chapter 126

"What do you mean?"

"Are you bluffing me?"

I have been secretly active for thousands of years. I think that when the ancestor Jianzun first entered the secret realm, he had to respectfully call me Patriarch, begging me to teach him the way of swordsmanship.

You kid is like wool, what are you talking about?
"Junior, don't talk nonsense!"

Jian Wuya's heart immediately pounded, and he secretly thought something was wrong. Could it be that the sword canon that his junior brother showed him was really a fake?
"Hmph, immediately imprint your kendo and let me see. If there is still room for improvement, the old man will give you a chance."

After finishing speaking, Mi Ling stopped talking to him.

In fact, ever since Yi Fan told about the current situation of Shangqingguan, he has made up his mind to provide all the secret treasures under his control to the disciples of Shangqingmen without reservation.

But he also wants to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, and will not just throw them a pile of astonishing wealth that they can still claim.

So the necessary examination and teaching is still necessary, but I didn't expect that the members of the Shangqing sect became more and more perverted.

What about Yi Fan's self-created "Shen Xiang Prison Strength", which requires me to practice 360 ​​times during the mere qi training period before he can advance to the next level. If this skill can really be perfected, how strong is it?

Besides, this Jian Wuya, using all kinds of secret methods to investigate, is just the scum of the third level of Qi training, why is this aura stronger than mine?
Especially the conduct of words and deeds, like the patriarchs of the Shang Qing Dynasty who are about to ascend to the ascension, frightening people for a while.

Jian Wuya's face was calm and breezy, but in fact he was anxious inside.

"No matter what, just die. No matter how great the opportunity is, it may not be of use to me."

In the past few months, Jian Wuya has experimented with various methods of cultivation, but whether it is taking drugs or absorbing spiritual stones, everything is normal at first, but as soon as he starts to temper the spiritual energy and convert it into mana in the dantian, the body begins to leak. Yes, even a little bit of mana can't be saved.

Jian Wuya wished he could find a big bucket of glue to soak himself in, because he didn't believe mana could leak out.

So after receiving the secret realm token handed to him by his junior junior brother, the joy in his heart was beyond measure.

Where is the secret realm, the last reliance of the sect, the deepest background, the strongest trump card.

Jian Wuya has been immersed in various legends of Shangqing Temple since he was a child, but he still can't figure out why such a powerful sect has fallen like this?

After decades of mediocrity, he was used to it, but today the opportunity came.

The junior brother opened the gate of the secret realm, and inside there was an unimaginably advanced mysterious spirit senior who wanted to enlighten him.

So what are you waiting for, what are you thinking?
You want to test my swordsmanship, right? Okay, come on, I'll give you all the marks. Anyway, I really can't do anything better than this. You can take care of it yourself.

After receiving the jade slips handed over by Jian Wuya, the secret spirit sticks to his forehead and senses it.

"Practice the world, suppress the heroes, and be invincible in the world to be qualified to comprehend the realm of simplifying complexity..."

"Afterwards, the complexity will be simplified, there will be tricks but no tricks, no tricks and no swords, no swords will develop the heart sword, and the heart sword will cut the world!"

Mi Ling couldn't see it, and immediately fell into it for a long time and couldn't extricate himself.

He has not been idle for thousands of years, and he has almost comprehended all the secrets of various exercises carefully selected and stuffed by the masters of the Qing Dynasty. He may not dare to be the strongest monk in the world of cultivating immortals. But if you want to say who is the most talented and knowledgeable in the world of cultivating immortals, it must be his secret spirit.

His intuition told him that this sword manual should be true. Although he couldn't understand it, it didn't affect his knowledge.

After taking a deep look at Jian Wuya, the secret spirit had nothing to say. Jian Wuya was even more uneasy, but on the surface he looked at him calmly, as if there was a trace of contempt in his eyes.

"Hey, no matter, come on, since you have such an understanding of the way of swordsmanship, come with me. The master swordsman worked so hard to create a peerless swordsmanship, but unfortunately it was just a prototype, even a conception, even he himself They couldn't cultivate successfully, so they cut through the catastrophe with endless regrets, and flew to the fairyland. After so many years, I don't know if the sword master in the fairyland has realized it." Mi Ling said, with Jian Wuya crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and came to a loess bag.

"Wuya, look at this loess bag, which seems ordinary, but in fact, it is a tomb of the sword master recognized by the generation of cultivators in the world of cultivation. I don't know how many young talents have come here for countless years. It is a pity that apart from Changmei, Dang Mo, Ling Xiao and others, there are very few successful people who can be recognized by the sword master spirit and bestowed with invincible swordsmanship." Mi Ling looked at the clothes tomb and shook his head and sighed.

"Come on, your good fortune has come, go, pass your sword intent over with your spiritual consciousness, and see if you can get the approval of Lord Sword Master," Mi Ling slowly turned around, as if he was very interested in Jian Wuya. Not too optimistic, resigned to fate.

Jian Wuya has long been willing to go all out, he is a piece of waste, no matter what, he has to try today's opportunity, if it doesn't work out, he will go back to the secular world and continue to be a coach, anyway, he is old, even if he is To be able to cultivate immortals normally is probably hopeless.

Sure enough, after the sword intent was passed in, the loess bag didn't respond at all.

Seeing this, Mi Ling heaved a sigh of relief, and was almost bluffed by this junior just now. Now it seems that this kid must have made up something indiscriminately, trying to pretend to be a genius and evildoer, to get benefits from me.

"Hmph, fortunately Lord Sword Master left behind the tomb, otherwise I would have been almost killed by you, rely on me, rely on rely on, live, Lord Sword Master live, come alive!"

Mi Ling turned pale with shock, the loess bag suddenly split into two, and a set of snow-white sword robes and a piece of emerald green bamboo floated out of it.

It was this set of sword master robe and green bamboo sword that had been worn for hundreds of years that Mr. Sword Master deliberately left behind before his ascension.

The sword robe was quickly propped up by an invisible force, and it looked like a transparent person was wearing it. The green bamboo sword also buzzed, sending out bursts of loud dragon chant.

"Quick, get down on your knees, show your sword intent unreservedly, and see if you can get some recognition from Lord Sword Master, hurry up, this opportunity is not to be missed!"

However, Jian Wuya acted as if he hadn't heard it, he still kept his hands behind his back, staring at Jian Zun's sword robe indifferently.

It's not that Jian Wuya is still pretending to be 13 and refuses to bow down to the patriarch at this time, but that he really doesn't know how to do it.

This sword intent was dedicated to him by his junior brother. He couldn't understand it at the beginning, and thought it was too outrageous, so he threw it under the cliff. Fortunately, he still remembered it, so there was this sword master and his party.

But you can let me copy a copy, and let me fully display it, isn't it difficult for others?

If I have that ability, why would I go to the secret realm to beg you?

Taking ten thousand steps back, we do not insist on the sword intent of Xinjian, it is enough to be able to reach the entry level and be invincible in the world, okay?

"Jian Wuya, why are you still in a daze, such a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity, are you going to waste it for nothing?" After all, Mi Ling was devoted to the great plan of the Qing Dynasty. Seeing Jian Wuya motionless, he thought he was frightened, and couldn't help but Anxious to get angry, he stepped forward and forced Jian Wuya to kneel on the ground.

"Senior Mystic Spirit, there is no need for this. A sword cultivator only has the sword in his heart, and he doesn't even have the avenue of heaven and earth. Yes, very good. This son is very suitable for me. After passing on the way of the sword to him, there is no need for the tomb here. Xiaojian thanked Mi Ling for thousands of years to find my successor." The invisible sword robe seemed to thank Mi Ling slightly.

"You, is that you Xiaojian?" A familiar voice that had not been heard for thousands of years appeared in Mi Ling's ears again, and he instantly recalled the young man whose heart was higher than the sky when he first entered the secret realm.

"Senior Mysterious Spirit, I am right, but the idea I left behind cannot last, please give me time to pass on its mantle, and we will talk about it after the senior ascends to the fairy world in the future."

"Okay, okay, this is a big deal, you pass it on, you pass it on, I'll go have a drink and be quiet!"

Mi Ling didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's unique skills, and besides, he couldn't even understand the sword intent of a younger generation like Jian Wuya, so why would he listen to the sword master's way of swordsmanship?

"This sword formula is called "Guantian", you should remember it well."

Jian Wuya suddenly felt a cold war all over his body, and fell into the first enlightenment in his life.

(End of this chapter)