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Enter the sword pavilion.

Immediately, there was a scent of literature.

Rows of bookshelves stand erect, filled with ancient books.

There are four floors in the sword pavilion!

The higher the level, the higher the grade of the corresponding swordsmanship.

Especially the fourth floor.

Inside are the notes and swordsmanship left by the ancestors of the Yun family!

Lu Xuan did not go directly to the fourth floor.

Instead, it starts to look at the first floor.

Here are some yellow-level swordsmanship.

It stands to reason that he is simply not worthy of him now.

But Lu Xuan felt that his kendo background was still too weak.

The so-called kendo background.

That is, the understanding and cognition of the world of kendo.

Every swordsman in the world has his own understanding of the way of swordsmanship, so as to create the corresponding swordsmanship.

Lu Xuan wants to see their kendo right now.

Increase experience, absorb essence, and use it for your own use.

The swordsmanship he knows now.

Actually there are only two.

One is the Solitary Killing Sword Art, and the other is the Dayan Sword Art.

Therefore, the background of kendo is a little shallow.

Lu Xuan felt that this might also be the key to his inability to realize the sword intent for the time being!

Although the power of Huang-level swordsmanship is average, most of the content is not good.

But there are always one or two views that are refreshing.

So Lu Xuan concentrated and meditated, abandoned distracting thoughts, and devoted all his attention to watching swordsmanship.

Any disturbance from the outside world can no longer attract his mind.

This is another form of closure.

North of the East Continent.

In the rolling wild mountains.

It is densely covered with ancient forests and luxuriant.

The sturdy ancient trees, side by side with the mountains, submerged into the sky.

As soon as the blue wind blew, thousands of fallen leaves fell.

From time to time, there will be thunderous beasts, and huge figures are looming in the clouds.

Deep in the mountains.

A blood-colored palace stood, with a gloomy and terrifying aura.

There are even more hideous statues built on the top of the mountain.

Like a purgatory demon.

This is the headquarters of the Nether Demon Temple in Dongzhou.

Covered by the mysterious heaven and earth formation, even the Daoyu Tianji Pavilion could not find it.

It is very deep underground at this time.

Dig out a vast underground space.

There are piles of corpses here, some from races and some from monsters.

A dark coffin stood in the center.

It can be seen with the naked eye that blood is constantly coming from the surrounding area and merged into the coffin.

huh~

Suddenly, a dark shadow slowly emerged from the ground.

He got down on one knee, his voice calm.

"Palace Master, Youquan Blood Venerable's soul card is broken".39

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The voice fell.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, and the entire underground space seemed to freeze.

"How did you die?

The voice came out from the coffin.

The voice cannot tell the gender, nor the age.

Because when it sounded, it was like countless people were talking.

Old people, babies, men and women mixed together.

"I haven't figured it out yet, but it seems to be hunting a Taoist genius. In addition, this matter has something to do with Jiang Qingxue."

The shadow said, without the slightest emotional ups and downs in his tone.

"Although the blood venerable guy seems average in terms of killing, his survivability is the strongest among the eight deputy halls.

"There is a sea of ​​revival and blood, and very few people in the realm of life and death can kill him.

There was a hint of doubt in the voice.

"This matter is still under investigation, and it won't be long before there should be results."

Black Shadow said.

"Don't check for now,"

The voice said casually, "The grand event of Tianyuan is just around the corner, and the world of Taoism can be much more than before. 35

"Further investigation, it may expose a lot of strongholds.

"Yes."

Shadow nodded.

"In addition, I warn Jiang Qingxue that this hall's patience is limited. Now, at this juncture, don't make trouble behind this hall's back."5

The voice became icy cold, and the endless killing intent suddenly swept out.

For a time, the entire underground space seemed to vibrate.

"Yes, I will send someone to inform her.

Black Shadow nodded slightly, "Who will take over the position of Youquan Blood Venerable?"

"Change our people,"

The voice paused, and a little smile appeared, "This guy is from the blood demon dynasty. Now that I think about it, it's better if I die, so I don't have to do it myself in the future."

"The Eighth Palace of You Demon, now there are four palaces, all of them are in my hands!"

"I believe that soon, I will be able to fully control the Nether Demon Temple!"

"At that time, you only need to wait for Your Majesty to rule Beiyuan, and this hall will be able to expand its territory in Dongzhou!"

Speaking of this, the voice became extremely frenzied.

like a believer.

Black Shadow heard it, too.

He looked in the direction of Beiyuan, his blood-red eyes were like burning torches!

Years go by, like a white horse passing by.

unconsciously.

Half a month has passed.

Jianfeng Domestic.

A peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

The destroyed islands have been rebuilt just as they were.

The gate of the sword pavilion was completely closed.

Under Yun Hongshan's arrangement, no clansmen dared to approach Jiange, for fear of disturbing Lu Xuan.

"`~Father, I heard from the clan before that Shang Zong seemed to have read the Huang-level swordsmanship on the first floor for a long time, and he had seen almost all of the thousands of yellow-level swordsmanship.

Yun Qingyan looked at the sword pavilion standing in the distance in the sunset, and asked softly, "What's so good about this level of swordsmanship?"

"Why, you look down on Huang-level swordsmanship?"

Yun Hongshan stroked his beard lightly and said with a smile.

"That's not true. It's just that the Huang-level swordsmanship is simple and easy to understand. It's a waste of time to read it, right?"

Yun Qingyan frowned slightly.

"The truth is this truth, but you must know that every martial arts book created in this world is not worthless,""

Yun Hongshan said slowly, "Even if the rank is very low, only (Wang Hao) is Huang rank, which also includes the creator's understanding of martial arts.

"Then what do you mean, Shang Zong actually doesn't see the content of the secret book, but rather the creator's ideas about kendo?

Yun Qingyan's eyes lit up.

"Um.""

Yun Hongshan nodded slightly, "If I'm not mistaken, Shang Zong should want to increase his own kendo background by absorbing others' kendo understanding, so as to realize the true meaning of supreme kendo!"5

"The real meaning of kendo!

Yun Qingyan's pupils shrank slightly, her hands clenched subconsciously.

This is the supreme state in the minds of all swordsmen!

It is also a lifelong pursuit!

"Yeah, the upper sect has already completed the sword power, and the next step is the true meaning of kendo.

Yun Qingyan reacted with emotion and envy in her voice.

She only realized a trace of sword power, but Shang Zong was already comprehending the true meaning of kendo.

The gap between each other is really big... at a glance.