Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

What did they hear?

The famous top sword cultivator in the Eastern Region actually lowered his arrogant attitude and asked Ye Junlin for advice on how to learn the sword! !

This is simply...

Everyone hissed and gasped, and their eyes on the silver-haired young man changed again and again.

"Ah," Ye Junlin looked strange, "What makes you think you need me to teach you how to practice swordsmanship?"

Actually, what I want to say is, any sword requires me to practice it myself? !

"You don't know something. The sword you used that day shocked me deeply. I decided that you were far ahead of me in the way of swordsmanship!"

Xue Wuhen's eyes were shining and she said firmly.

After finishing practicing the sword at that time, 놛 sat calmly and calmly in front of the sword monument on the mountain behind the sect. He had been practicing the sword 뀞 for decades, thinking that nothing in this world could make 놛 shake...

Until the brilliant sword light passed over the top of the head, and the ninety-thousand-mile cloud layer opened the way for the majestic sword, which directly blocked the sword. He was stunned in shock and the sword almost cracked!

What a sword that shocked the past and present? !

Awesome, so awesome!

Later, I learned that the sword light that shook the fourteen states in the Eastern Region was the masterpiece of Xuanzong Ye Junlin.

Seeing the deity coming in person at this time, Xue Wuhen couldn't hold back her inner excitement. She put all the aloof and aloof attitude in front of her behind her mind and directly transformed herself into a fanboy to get close to him.

It is enough to see how much impact Ye Junlin's sword strike that day had on Xue Wuhen's life.

Even such 그 does not hesitate to put down his arrogance, 놙hoping to learn one and a half moves from 꿗 and make some progress in kendo.

"Oh, so that's what you meant,"

Ye Junlin suddenly realized and spread his hands helplessly, "I can't teach you how to improvise."

"Really? I don't believe it."

Xue Wuhen said this with a stiff smile, but the forced smile was a little scary for no reason.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

At that time, that sword was more than just a fairy weapon. The sword power, sword intention, and sword energy contained in it were simply unheard of and flawless. This must be a sword cultivator with deep knowledge in the way of the sword to be able to use it. of.

Ye Junlin was stunned.

"Fuck! I'll step on the horse to see if you believe it or not!"

놛Simply shook his face, rolled his sleeves and walked away.

Li Wujie was so shocked that he opened his mouth. Is it really okay for Master to do this? This is the famous Xue Wuhen, nicknamed the Sword Immortal in White!

The onlookers were all frightened, fearing that Xue Wuhen would become angry because of this, so they drew their swords and killed him.

Looking at the silver-haired young man who was rude and too lazy to talk to him, Xue Wuhen tried hard to keep the smile on his face, and it disappeared bit by bit, replaced by...

Full of grievances.

Could it be that my attitude was wrong and made Senior Ye angry?

Xue Wuhen was really eager to make progress in the art of swordsmanship, but it was a pity that he had already represented the highest level in the Eastern Region, so he had no choice but to retreat to the Xuanji Sword Sect and spend all day pondering the sword monuments carved by the sages of the past generations.

Now, I finally see you, who is more accomplished in kendo than 놛, and how happy I am to be in the snow without a trace. It is like seeing a ray of light in the vast darkness, hard-won!

Therefore, even if this 그 does not look good to 놛, Xue Wuhen has no intention of getting angry at all, and even thinks that this is the attitude that a real swordsman should have!

The next second.

Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Xue Wuhen rushed over with a sword in hand.

Then, following Ye Junlin, a pleading expression appeared on his stern face, and he said in a good voice: "Senior Ye, just teach me, please, Senior Ye..."

Seeing this scene, countless monks at the scene stood in a mess, feeling that their filters for this white-robed swordsman were broken.

"Damn! Are you annoyed? I told you I can't teach you!" Ye Junlin waved his hand impatiently, as if to shoo away flies.

But this is not the case...

Xue Wuhen's enthusiasm has not diminished.

꿯땤 felt that Ye Junlin was deliberately testing 놛's sincerity, so he continued to lick his face and shouted like a senior Ye, which reflected what it meant to be persistent.

"What a sword fanatic." Li Wujie sighed. He, who was also immersed in the art of swordsmanship, not only did not despise Xue Wuhen's shameless behavior, but actually felt the same.

If you think about it from another perspective, if you are in the field of swordsmanship, it is difficult to break through in this life, and suddenly a big boss appears who is more powerful than you. If you can just point your finger, you will be able to make great progress and make rapid progress. I think it will be a breakthrough. , unable to remain calm.

"Sword crazy? I think he is a crazy man!"

Ye Junlin said disgustedly.

놛 glanced at Xue Wuhen who was following him with a smile that squeezed 땤눕. His stern face, which was usually unsmiling, looked like a pervert when he smiled, which made 그 look worse and worse 뀞.

I really can’t teach, why are you still relying on me?

Ah, so angry!

Li Wujie felt sympathy for the same kind of people, and whispered quietly: "Master, don't you... give me some advice?"

In the eyes of the third disciple, what the master is best at is enlightenment. I still remember that day on the execution platform, he could understand every sentence, which inspired many monks to make rapid progress.

Since then, these four words have been regarded as wise sayings and have been widely circulated throughout Huangzhou.

Now, in the face of Xue Wuhen's desperate pleas, it would be better to say something to smooth things over.

Ye Junlin's mouth twitched.

Give me some advice, sister!

You really think I can fool you by just talking nonsense, right?

"Senior Ye, please." Xue Wuhen said with hopeful eyes.

Ye Junlin was annoyed, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Okay, you forced me to do this!

Don't blame me for cheating you!

"Ahem\

,"Ye Junlin pretended to cough a few times and said enigmatically: "Since you are so sincere, I will give you some pointers."

Hear the words.

Xue Wuhen was stunned at first, then said excitedly: "Thank you, Senior Ye, for your advice!"

There was a commotion in the 그 group.

Everyone couldn't wait to see how this 놚 would instruct this famous sword cultivator in the Eastern Region.

Ye Junlin gently raised his hand, and a forgotten branch lying on the ground flew to his hand with a whoosh. The branch was four feet long, bare and unremarkable.

This is written by a tree branch.

Then, Ye Junlin turned around and faced the majestic mountain in front of him. He looked at it with a calm face, his eyes were deep and waveless, and his aloof aura spread out, surprising everyone secretly.

"Look, I will present my understanding of the way of swordsmanship through the next word. You can think about it carefully. How much good fortune you can have depends entirely on yourself."

"Senior Ye, please!"

Xue Wuhen's eyes ignited with two blazing flames, filled with endless expectations.

One word?

What kind of words can withstand Senior Ye’s understanding of kendo! ?

Everyone was immediately apprehensive and watched intently.

"Come on, master has started writing!" Li Wujie said excitedly.

Hong Qianye wondered secretly, "Really or not..."

Uh-huh!

Under the convergence of countless gazes, Ye Junlin's aura suddenly became sharper, like a peerless sword with a sheath.

놙见놛 holds a branch in his hand, facing the mountain in front of him with his brush strokes like a dragon and a snake. His pen is strong and he writes the structural strokes of the 눕 font freely.

Rumble~! ! !

In an instant, in the cloudless sky, there was sudden lightning and thunder, wind and thunder surged, and the wind howled violently, as if God could not tolerate the appearance of this word.

"This, this is..." Many people's expressions changed, feeling extremely dazzling and difficult to see clearly.

As the huge font gradually took shape on the mountain, a powerful and domineering force hit the face, shocking 그뀞.

"alright!"

After finishing it, Ye Junlin threw away the branch and said perfunctorily: "Go and get it."

꿯Just the way I have done it, you can do the rest by yourself!

Under the visual background of the brilliant thunder, it was like ghosts and gods were crying.

This newly formed font, with bursts of bright light flowing, occupying the entire 10,000-meter-high mountain, looks like a grand gesture at first glance.

"What exactly did Senior Ye write that made me feel so dazzling that I even felt like worshiping..."

Xue Wuhen endured the pain in her eyes and tried her best to see clearly. When she saw clearly, her pupils were trembling uncontrollably. Her expression was full of extreme shock. She took off her clothes and said in silence:

"Grass--!!!"