I have a role in the heavens

The quiet, quiet, calm, indescribable feeling allowed Jiang Zhiwei to calm down her doubts again, and simply sat cross-legged next to Lu Chunyang and watched quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but the old man finished carving a piece of wood. The carving was still the woman in palace clothes, with beautiful eyes and a charming smile.

"Young man, is there something wrong with you?"

The old man held the finished wooden doll tightly in his hand, looked up at Lu Chunyang again, and asked curiously.

"Nothing else, I just want to see what the best sword in the world, ranked above my junior brother Su Wuming, is like?"

Lu Chunyang raised his arms, stretched, and said a little casually.

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes widened as if hearing thunder. She looked at Lu Chunyang and then at the old man with an unbelievable expression on her face. Is this old man the best swordsman in the world?

The best swordsman in the world and the fourth in the Heavenly Ranking, Mr. Lu Da of Thrushcross Villa is a descendant of an unknown bodyguard in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. His family's martial arts skills are only the ordinary Liuhe Sword Technique and Gengjin Heart Technique, but he has been doing it for decades. , never distracted from other martial arts, after countless dangers and situations, he finally realized the true principles of swordsmanship, integrated the two martial arts and transformed them into unparalleled magical skills, obtained the Gengjin Immortal Body, and created the line of Thrushcross Grange , because of this experience, he has a recognized nickname, Yi Xin Jian.

He is as proud as Su Wuming, and has never disobeyed anyone in his life, but he always has words of praise for Mr. Lu Da, praising him for his single-minded dedication and mastering the essence of swordsmanship. I only hope to attain Dharmakaya as soon as possible and discuss swords with him openly and honestly.

It is a pity that Mr. Lu Da and his wife had a deep love for each other. After Mrs. Ye passed away unexpectedly, he married in front of the grave, indulged in calligraphy and painting, and paid no attention to worldly affairs. He had not been in the world for thirteen years and had few achievements, so it was rumored that Lu Da My husband's strength has dropped significantly, and his ranking may need to be moved back.

"Are you Mr. Lu from Thrushcross Grange?!"

"Why are you in Maoling?"

Jiang Zhiwei stood up abruptly, dumbfounded, stammering, and looking in disbelief at the ordinary wooden carving old man in front of him, the Yishin Sword ranked fourth on the Heavenly Ranking, how could the land immortal who had attained the Dharmakaya be so ordinary? I am concentrating on carving dolls in the alleys of Maoling City.

Mr. Lu Da's face had a look of vicissitudes of life. He lowered his head and looked at the wooden doll in his hand tenderly. His voice was full of memories and happiness, and his expression was slightly in a trance.

"I came here to watch the Jinshui tide. My wife loved the Jinshui tide the most during her lifetime. Since her death, I have come here every year to watch the tide."

"Mr. Lu Da lives up to the name of the Single-minded Sword. He is single-minded. His sword skills are like this, and so are people. The way of concentration is really interesting!"

"You, Kenshin is still too immature, and you are so surprised by such a big thing!"

"Come on, sit down and don't embarrass me!"

Lu Chunyang looked at Mr. Lu Da carefully, with a look of admiration on his face. He admired Mr. Lu Da deeply. He was a person who had raised his concentration to the extreme. He had never seen such a person before. Then he looked up at Jiang Zhiwei who was in shock, with a somewhat disgusted expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to signal Jiang Zhiwei to sit down quickly.

Mr. Lu Da's eyes were as gentle as jade, his gaze was calm, without any sense of oppression. He looked ordinary and inconspicuous. His eyes were focused on the peach wood sword at Lu Chunyang's waist, sensing the energy on the peach wood sword. , his expression moved slightly and he said with a smile.

"What a Pure Yang Divine Sword, with restrained sharpness, harmonious essence, complete and perfect, extremely refined and pure!"

On the surface, Mr. Lu Da praised Taomu Sword, but in fact, he was praising Lu Chunyang. He had also heard the name of Chunyang Sword God, the Earth Ranking Grandmaster. He was also the junior disciple of Tianwai Shenjian. Exterior scene, the sword cuts the crying old man and becomes the third kendo master of Xijian Pavilion, famous all over the world.

After Mr. Lu Da finished praising Lu Chunyang, he turned his eyes to Jiang Zhiwei, who was sitting cross-legged again. His gentle eyes could see through the reality, and clearly saw Jiang Zhiwei's details, and nodded.

"Good materials and beautiful jade are materials that can be made!"

"When I was young, I was less than one-tenth as good as my little friend. My future prospects are limitless!"

Jiang Zhiwei was praised by Mr. Lu Da, as if she had gone out to pick up gold, her smile was extremely bright, her eyes were narrowed into slits, and she looked silly.

Lu Chunyang's eyes almost rolled to the sky, and he hit Jiang Zhiwei unceremoniously.

"Stop being pretty!"

"Who doesn't know that when Mr. Lu Da was young, he was mediocre and had shallow cultivation. Ninety-nine percent of the people in the world were better than him!"

When Jiang Zhiwei heard this, she opened her eyes in depression, and glared at the incomprehensible uncle with hatred. What could she do to cheer her up?

"Uncle, Mr. Lu is not what you said!"

Mr. Lu Da has a gentle personality and doesn't mind Lu Chunyang's revelation at all. He nodded and admitted very calmly.

"When I was young, my cultivation was indeed shallow, far inferior to those of my peers!"

Lu Chunyang smiled. He would not underestimate the best swordsman in the world because of this. Instead, he paid more attention to him and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Lu Da is single-minded. Although he fell behind his peers at the beginning, he later caught up and attained the Dharmakaya, which is even more admirable!"

"Master Lu is so ridiculous, the old lady is stupid, so she has to concentrate!"

Mr. Lu Da said humbly, his words were sincere, without any perfunctory or hypocritical. This is the Yixinjian Mr. Lu Da, who is the same inside and outside, and does not tell lies.

"How long will Mr. Lu Da stay in Maoling?"

Lu Chunyang looked solemnly, looked at Mr. Lu Da with stern eyes, and asked very seriously.

"At most three months, after the Jinshui tide is over, I will return to Thrushcross Villa!"

Mr. Lu Da looked at Lu Chunyang thoughtfully, feeling the exquisite and pure supreme sword intention in the void. The sword heart moved slightly, and a sword intention merged into the void. The energy was entangled, attacking each other without giving in.

In the mind of Mr. Lu Da, a peach wood sword is lying across the void. The pure Yang is vast, the sword energy is like a shuttle, the sword light is like a waterfall, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, tilting down, in the chaos, dividing the clear and the turbid, manifesting the yin and yang. The two elements, earth, wind, water and fire, opened up a new world. This is a sword that gives birth to the world and all things evolve. This sword is supreme and controls all things in the world. The ups and downs of all living beings are just like the way of heaven. The Supreme Lord is merciless.

In Lu Chunyang's mind, a sword light was pure and concise, refined over thousands of times. The sword light suddenly divided and split into 129,600 rays, which were connected to each other in numbers of three, six, seven, nine, twelve, etc. to form tiny ones. Formation, and numerous tiny formations formed a larger and more powerful sword formation. In the end, the layers of sword formations condensed into one, forming a terrifying and vast formation. Whoosh whoosh! The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is flickering.

"boom!"

A thunderbolt sounded in the outside world, shaking the world. Jiang Zhiwei was surprised and looked up at the blue sky. There were no clouds in the sky. Where did the thunder come from.

Lu Chunyang stood up, looked at Mr. Lu Da with shining eyes, and said in a deep voice with a faint edge.

“Come visit us again in three months!”

Mr. Lu Da nodded and said with an extremely serious expression.

"We are waiting for you!"

Jiang Zhiwei was confused and looked back and forth between the two of them. What kind of riddle were the two of them doing? It was so mysterious that it was hard to figure out.

"Let's go!"

Lu Chunyang raised his hand and tapped Jiang Zhiwei's little head that was constantly turning, causing the girl to exclaim and angrily glare at her uncle. He was so annoying. He always treated her like a child and didn't give her any face. Keep.

"Don't you want to enter the Hero Building? Let's go there!"

Jiang Zhiwei's resentment dissipated instantly, her expression was cheerful, her steps were brisk, and she followed Lu Chunyang obediently towards the Hero Building.

Mr. Lu Da watched the two of them leave, then withdrew his gaze, his eyes were deep, and he praised in a low voice.

"The Chunyang Dao Sword is not inferior to the Heavenly Sword, which is really exciting!"

The swordsman's eyes lit up when he looked at the pretty girl in front of him, but he still did not forget his duty, and his voice became slightly gentler.

"If you can take ten swords from me, you can enter."

Jiang Zhiwei took out her sword and said crisply.

"Please enlighten me!"

Seeing that Jiang Zhiwei did not take the initiative, the guard swordsman slashed at Jiang Zhiwei head-on with great force and force. The nine rings swayed with a pleasant crisp sound. He continued to use his advantage to overwhelm others.

Jiang Zhiwei's long sword stabbed lightly into the void. There was no plan and no mystery, but it forced the swordsman to withdraw his sword and retreat. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were solemn. The direction where the sword just struck was exactly him. The broadsword is weak. If you continue to attack, the broadsword will definitely be released.

Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have anticipated the swordsman's reaction. The long sword passed through the void, and a graceful arc caught the swordsman's eyes. It touched his wrist, and a dot of vermilion appeared.

The gatekeeper swordsman Shi had a face full of disappointment. He lowered his head and looked at the red dot on his wrist. He was defeated. He was defeated inexplicably and had no clue. If the other party hadn't been merciful, he would never be able to hold the sword in his hand again in this life.

"I lost, please come in, Heroine!"

Jiang Zhi smiled brightly and radiantly. She sheathed her sword and walked inside. Lu Chunyang was also preparing to follow.

Upon seeing this, the swordsman at the gate quickly stopped him. The rules of the Hero Building cannot be broken. Jiang Zhiwei defeated him and could enter the Hero Building, but this did not mean that Lu Chunyang, who was with Jiang Zhiwei, could also enter.

"Take my ten blows before you can enter!"

Before the swordsman finished speaking, a bright sword light appeared in his eyes. It was unparalleled and unmatched. It was so sharp that no one dared to block it. His expression changed drastically. He retreated backwards and got out of the way, allowing Lu Chunyang to enter the hero. building.

When Lu Chunyang's figure had disappeared into the hero building, the swordsman came back to his senses. His forehead was covered with sweat and the clothes on his body were soaked. He said with great fear.

"What a terrifying swordsman. Just one sword intention almost made me unbearable. I wonder who this kind of person is?"

The first floor of the Hero Building is very spacious, with many square tables set up, but most of them are empty and it does not appear to be lively. However, the people who drink and eat here are all bright-eyed, energetic and powerful people.

Lu Chunyang and Lu Chunyang went straight up the stairs to the second floor without stopping. This caused the drinkers in the lobby and everyone outside to look up, anticipating a fight between dragons and tigers, and guessing which floor they would finally reach.

The person guarding the entrance to the second floor is a swordsman. He knows the enemy mentally and detects the enemy with his true energy. His cultivation level cannot be hidden from Jiang Zhiwei. He has opened the six orifices, and there are many imperfections in the true energy flow.

"If you can take my ten swords, you can enter."

The swordsman held the sword with a cold expression and said the same words. His elegance surpassed that of the swordsman guarding the door.

Jiang Zhiwei looked at the swordsman and thought of the young monk Meng Qi. After he rebelled from Shaolin, he got the title of Thunder Sword Mad Monk. He was very dissatisfied and always wanted to correct this nickname, such as Double Jue of Swords and Shocking Sword. A name like this sounds much more noble.

"A swordsman does look more elegant than a swordsman!"

Jiang Zhiwei secretly murmured in her heart, but her movements were not slow. She took a step forward, and the long sword was unsheathed at some point. The sword light was solid and unpretentious, and the sword energy was condensed and not exposed. A sword hit the swordsman's long sword.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of fighting echoed in the lobby on the first floor. The swordsman stepped back and gave way to the entrance to the second floor. Jiang Zhiwei kept walking, her momentum gradually rising, and she entered the second floor with high morale.

With a calm expression on his face, Lu Chunyang also headed towards the second floor. When he passed by the swordsman, he just glanced at him, and a sword intent came out, directly frightening him in place.

The swordsman's heart was trembling, and there was a look of horror on his face. He immediately understood that this was a peerless master, and he did not dare to stop Lu Chunyang from going upstairs.

The man guarding the third floor today is Gao Donglou, the "water gun". He has opened all his seven orifices and achieved the small cycle of inner heaven and earth. He also learned guns from famous teachers and practiced hard for ten years. He is no small feat.

Gao Donglou is a handsome-looking man with a spear slung behind his back. He looks a bit like Chang Banpo Zhao Zilong, with a sharp gun spirit exuding from his body.

"please!"

Gao Donglou did not look down upon any opponent who came here, and took the lead in attacking. The spear is like a dragon, with pear blossoms shaking out from the tip. It looks beautiful, but it hides a killing move and attracts people into the game.

Jiang Zhiwei seemed not to notice, and stabbed out the sword again, absorbing all the vitality of the air flow, shrinking the sky and shrinking the earth. The sword was fierce and domineering. Compared with before, it was more terrifying and like a punishment from heaven, making people tremble physically and mentally.

"Well done!"

Gao Donglou secretly thought that the place where Jiang Zhiwei attacked was the flaw he had sold. The pear blossoms dissipated and the shadow of the gun returned to its original shape. The spear seemed to move a few inches out of thin air, avoiding the long sword and stabbing Jiang Zhiwei. One inch longer and one inch stronger, the spear can pierce Jiang Zhiwei before Jiang Zhiwei's sword stabs him!

But at this moment, Jiang Zhi followed the sword's movement and shrank to close the distance. She turned slightly sideways and missed the spear!

The long sword was coming, Gao Donglou stepped back to avoid it. Just when he was about to return the gun and fight again, he saw Jiang Zhiwei had sheathed the sword. Following the gap he retreated, he stepped into the third floor. Shi Shiran stepped onto the door leading to the fourth floor. On the steps, his mood was leisurely, as if he just said hello to him when he drew his sword.

Gao Donglou sighed, struck the ground with his spear, and shook his head helplessly. The opponent was far stronger than him, with exquisite swordsmanship and pure sword intent. He could not stop the opponent.

Just when Gao Donglou was sighing, Lu Chunyang stepped forward and stepped onto the steps. A secret energy locked Gao Donglou firmly.

Gao Donglou's body froze, and he felt that if he acted rashly, he would definitely suffer a devastating blow. He could only stand there and watch Lu Chunyang go up the stairs. His energy dissipated, and then he regained his freedom. My hands and feet were a little weak and I almost fell.

Standing at the entrance of the stairs on the fourth floor was an old man with a special appearance. He had gray hair, and his arms were much longer than a normal person, hanging down to his knees, like an ape. His hands had clear joints, like sculptures.

In Jiang Zhiwei's induction, the true energy was released from his body surface, forming a body-protecting Gang Qi outside his body. He was a master with all nine orifices open at the same time. However, the strength of his body-protecting Gang Qi was distinct, and the circulation of the True Qi was also difficult. There are many flaws, and all the power is concentrated in the hands. The strengths and weaknesses are clear at a glance. It seems that the nine apertures have been opened through the years.

"If you can defeat me, you can go upstairs."

The old man's words were concise and concise, and his fists were punched from strange angles. Several joints could move freely. The fist style seemed rigid, but some of the true energy was condensed and concentrated on the shoulders and back. It seemed that he could change his moves unexpectedly at any time.

All this was clearly reflected in Jiang Zhiwei's mind, and he couldn't hide it from him at all. He stretched out his long sword, leading the attack with defense, and slashed diagonally towards the old man's chest as fast as lightning. The angle of this sword was cleverly chosen, and the timing was right. It was a blow that the old man's secretly accumulated energy could not avoid no matter how much he changed. Moreover, the sword's power was mixed, the energy was restrained, and hard and soft were indistinguishable. It seemed that both yin and yang were included. in.

The old man had no choice but to punch back at the long sword. The true energy wrapped around the fist surface and could turn gold and gravel without fear. A muffled sound erupted, and the old man hit the edge of the sword. He spat out his strength, but felt weak and weak, and the mud cow fell into the sea.

Softening hardness, turning yin into yang, the long sword suddenly burst out with surging internal force, mixed with the old man's own fist strength, and rushed towards the old man with an invincible masculine posture.

The old man's protective aura was broken, and his whole figure seemed to be pushed by a pair of big hands. He stepped back to the edge of the wall. Every time he took a step back, a hole was made in the floor.

Jiang Zhiwei did not pursue him. He held his sword upside down and nodded in greeting: "I accept."

After saying that, Jiang Zhiwei climbed up the stairs leading to the fifth floor without stopping, and the sword intent on her body became even more fierce.

Lu Chunyang was still the same, following unhurriedly, and with a flick of his finger, a sword energy was shot out. It was invisible, invisible, and hit a vital point on the old man's body, leaving a mark on his clothes. .

Only then did the old man realize that he was being attacked. He looked down at the holes in his clothes, smiled bitterly, and did not dare to stop him.

The man guarding the entrance to the fifth floor has a young appearance, that is, in his early thirties. He has a restrained aura and a cold expression. He stands there like a long sheathed sword, which is sharp but hidden underneath and does not sound. , a blockbuster, if you don't come out, stop it, kill the enemy with one strike.

This man is the Aurora Electric Swordsman Xiao Zhenhai. He was once ranked 26th on the all-time list. He was removed from the list a few years ago because of his age. Now his strength is half a step closer to that of an outdoor player. His strength should not be underestimated.

Jiang Zhiwei was eager to try, a little excited, and straightened her back. As soon as Xiao Zhenhai met her, he gave her the pressure of his momentum. This was a battle of qi and spirit, and she was worthy of being a master in the rankings.

Jiang Zhiwei's spirit is half extended on the long sword and half released into the void. It seems to form a harmonious whole with the surrounding environment. It is inseparable and perfectly consistent with the curvature of the stairs, the number of steps, and the blowing autumn wind. Fusion, excluding the only Xiao Zhenhai who does not belong here.

Jiang Zhiwei gave Xiao Zhenhai a mysterious feeling, and there was charm in every gesture, as if he was about to become one with heaven and earth.

Xiao Zhenhai was extremely moved. He had an illusion at this moment that as long as he made a move, he would be repulsed by the world and the world, which was like being an enemy of that environment. The sword in his heart became hesitant, and the hidden sharpness slowly faded.

Jiang Zhiwei stepped up the steps step by step, getting closer and closer to Xiao Zhenhai. Her momentum was overwhelming, getting stronger and stronger, filling the small space here from far to near.