I have a passive skill.

He has never heard of the consequences of "either death or injury". He only extracted one thought from the words of the Eight Masters...

Teacher, want to pass on the sword?

With a bang, Xiu Yuanke knelt down on his knees and directly punched a big hole in the ground. His knees were bleeding without knowing it, and his eyes were full of piety.

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die!"

From behind, Cenchov, ,, and Shuigui watched the scene, and then raised their eyes to look at the giant city in the sky, as if they understood what was going to happen next.

"Rare!"

Cenqiaofu shook his head and sighed: "Thirty years ago, with his unruly temperament, it would be impossible for him to take a second glance at a passer-by like Xiu Yuanke!"

"But times have changed, haven't they..." Shui Gui also murmured.

In a trance, the scene of the second meeting with Bazun, when the other party invited him to join the holy slave again, appeared in front of him.

At that time, a generation of Tianjiao had already been beaten with a sword and left with only eight fingers.

Don't mention the sword.

Whether or not Ba Zunfan is considered a sword cultivator is another matter!

Facing the invitation at that time, the water ghost laughed and mocked like this: "I can't even hold a sword. Are you joking when you invite me to join the holy slave?"

However, even though there is a scar on the neck, the body is disabled, and even the eyesight has lost the sharpness of the past, the will of the eight masters has never collapsed.

"The body is already crippled, so what's the point of abandoning the sword? All sword cultivators in the world are under my control! Not to mention that you can't get out without a sword, and you can't do without a way?"

It was such a calm response that shocked the water ghost at that time, the man who single-handedly tried to overthrow the whole world was gone.

After the injury, he changed.

He has become better at using power, using the endless power behind the words "Eighth Sword Immortal" that he typed out in just three years...

Use people as swords, wait for the times to change, and then go to the sky!

A person like Ba Zun can bring endless panic to the whole world with one sword.

After he knows how to use power, who else in the world can resist?

The water ghost couldn't refuse such an invitation.

Because at that time, he was also eager to get an answer, and the eight masters in that state were obviously the only ones who could surpass him and give him the answer.

In a flash, the screen returned to Guyinya again.

The background is carrying raging fireworks, falling obliquely to the ancient city like a meteorite.

And above the extremely dark cliff, there was a one-armed and lame old man kneeling piously at this time, and in front of him, the eight gods stretched out their hands flatly, and hooked their fingers.

"Sword come."

There was a snap.

The mahogany sword box behind Xiu Yuanke cracked, and a wide and long mahogany sword inside flew out with a clang, drawing a bright arc of sword light in Jiutian, and fell into the hands of the eight masters.

The water ghost watched this scene and took a deep breath.

Just a moment ago, he thought it was a crazy idea to use Xiuyuanke to block the city because the eight gods knew how to use him without him, but he couldn't disobey him, so he could only retreat as ordered.

Now, he feels at ease.

"What is there to distrust about this person?"

on the cliff.

The eight masters held the long mahogany sword lightly in their left hand, and with the fingers of their right hand together, they slowly slid across the sword.

Wherever the gaze went, the mahogany sword showed a white edge inch by inch.

"Om-"

Obviously he didn't hold the sword himself, but at this moment, Xiu Yuanke could feel the joy of holding the sword himself, and he could clearly see the extra thought power on Tao Mujian after the teacher's fingertips...

This is Jian Nian!

In the same way, just by touching and sliding like this, Xiu Yuanke even felt that his saber was recognized as the teacher's master!

As long as the teacher thinks, this sword seems to be able to solve the sky!

simply……

Unbelievable!

"Rumble!!!"

The fire behind illuminated the darkness, illuminating the figures on the cliff, and the roaring sound was endless, like the end of the world.

"What is the name of the sword?" Bazun asked calmly.

Xiu Yuanke couldn't help raising his eyes, looked past the teacher, looked at the ancient city that was within reach, panicked, and didn't understand why the teacher could be so indifferent.

"Xiantao." He replied tremblingly.

"Wooden Sword Immortal Peach...

"A nice name."

Bazun Fan suddenly curled up four fingers of his left hand and gently grasped Xiantao.

At this moment, there was a white glow on Mu Jianjian's body, and the sound of the sword sounded, piercing the sky.

"Buzz!"

Goosebumps all over Xiu Yuanke's body instantly stood up, and he felt the time and space around him slow down with the sound of the sword!

Feeling the surging power contained in the wooden sword similar to his own, Bazun asked in a little astonishment, "Are you hiding the sword?"

"Yes!" Xiu Yuanke was terrified, "I have hidden the sword for 13 years, four months and 26 days, teacher..."

The corners of Bazun's mouth slightly turned up.

From this point of view, Xiu Yuanke might still survive after a single strike.

"Close your eyes."

When the gentle voice came, Xiu Yuanke didn't understand, but he followed suit.

"Hand out."

When he stretched out his hand, he felt a heavy weight in his palm, which was the power of Xiantao Sword.

"Rumble--"

As soon as the eyes were closed, the roaring sound in the ears became more piercing.

Xiu Yuanke was tense all over, not only excited about being passed on by the teacher, but also fearful that he was not qualified.

This should be the moment that the big brother would envy, right?

"Relax, don't think about it."

Xiu Yuanke immediately relaxed.

"meditation."

He was concentrating, and suddenly felt that the noise in his ears seemed to be a little quieter.

"Next, I will transfer my understanding of the way of the sword to you. As for how much you can learn, it all depends on your understanding." In the voice of the eight masters, who knew the fluctuations in emotion, he stretched out a finger.

Xiu Yuanke was so excited that he started to tremble again.

"Relax."

The voice came again.

At this moment, Xiu Yuanke put down everything and followed the teacher's guidance completely.

At a certain time, he felt a little more warmth between the eyebrows, which should be the strength of the teacher's finger.

"Om-"

In the next second, Xiu Yuanke felt his soul tremble, and the world became quiet.

In the rear, as Cen Qiaofu and Shui Gui saw, after the eight masters touched Xiu Yuanke's eyebrows with one finger, a strong force of time and space spread.

The ripples visible to the naked eye spread to the void and merged into the Dao of Heaven.

next second...

World, stop!

"This?"

Horror flashed in the water ghost's eyes.

How long has it been since he saw Ba Zunfan take action in person?

But the eight masters who are still in the state of sealing the sword, just pass the sword like this, and the leaked power can even affect time and space?

He tried his best to look around.

The flowers, plants and trees are no longer swaying; the wind and beasts are no longer noisy; the sky city that fell from the sky, at this moment, the flames burning from its tail have stopped flashing...

"This fucking is the acquired state?"

"What's this called a weak state?"

The water ghost looked dazed.

The eight deities who are so weak are familiar with the tip of the iceberg that leaked power at this moment, and even he, the master of the profound truth of the water system, feels horrified.

If the sealing sword is really lifted...

What kind of elegant sword can the eight masters make?

"Boom!"

Like the water ghost and Cenchov, there is also Xiu Yuanke.

He only felt that at this time, the world disappeared, and in his mind, only himself and the teacher remained in the world.

"windy……"

An ethereal voice came.

In the world of phantom swordsmanship, Xiu Yuanke felt that there was more wind and whistling around him.

"Someone..."

Xiu Yuanke was completely immersed in the second world created by the teacher, and following this sentence, he heard the rustling of the world.

"There is a building..."

In the chaotic mind world, with this sound, the heaven and the earth are separated and clearly distinguished.

Amidst the mist and mist, there are towering buildings, built of blue bricks and porcelain, and green tiles flying. I don't know the geometry of the floors, but I can see fairy clouds lingering and cranes singing melodiously.

"teacher!"

As if on a pilgrimage, Xiu Yuanke suddenly saw a person standing on the top of the tower, without a face but a solitary figure.

Amidst the smoke and clouds, under the sound of cranes, that person raised his sword and danced on the top of the tower...

"Buzz!"

Among the Pianpian sword marks, waves visible to the naked eye came one after another.

"Illusion Sword Art, Mo Sword Art, Ghost Sword Art, Love Sword Art..."

Xiu Yuanke was stunned.

This turned out to be the mystery of the major swordsmanship that I have not been able to break for decades!

If he was a sponge short of water, he immediately immersed himself in it and frantically absorbed it, wanting to eat everything.

But suddenly, he thought of the teacher's words.

"Phantom sword technique, will it?"

— Too much to chew!

Xiu Yuanke immediately held on to his thoughts, endured the temptation, and only pursued the phantom sword technique that the teacher asked him to pursue.

Time and space jump, one thought is eternal.

Xiuyuanke has forgotten both time and space.