Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

The cyan sword light so close at hand made Shen Ke's mind flutter for a while.

"Did you see it?" He stretched out his hand and gently shook the place where the sword light disappeared.Qingmang is not aggressive, but Cangwu's sword intent just now is overbearing, as if it wants to split all obstacles in front of him.

"Shuzi dare!"

A sword cultivator took off his sword, and his gray hair and beard trembled because of anger.

Among all the sword cultivators, there were many who stepped on the path of cultivation before Cang Wu, but Cang Wu's cultivation was the highest among all the people present.The humiliation of being forced to retreat under the coercion of the transformation stage, and the dissatisfaction of being ignored by the younger generation made some middle-aged monks very angry.

Before this, Shen Ke never thought that a sword cultivator would be like a street bastard, drawing his sword to face each other when there was a disagreement.And the appearance of drawing the sword is so varied.

For a moment, sword energy flew across the inn, stirring each other, countless sawdust on the tables, chairs and benches, and pots and pans shattered all over the floor.

All the sword repairmen went straight to the backyard of the inn.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Xiao Daoluan said with complicated emotions: "There is a mixture of fish and dragons." He saw a lot from these people, such as cowardice, jealousy, irascibility, and greed, but he did not have the determination to cultivate the sword wholeheartedly.The world of self-cultivation is also a pool of muddy water. He didn't experience it personally 800 years ago, but after going through it this time, he seems to understand it a little bit.

Shen Ke hesitated and said: "Little brother, I am worried about the shopkeeper, and I want to take a look."

Xiao Daoluan looked at him silently.

Seeing that Shen Ke felt a little guilty.Regardless of whether the other party knew about the Ninth Grade Spirit Sword or not, he knew it very well, if he showed his face in front of the sword cultivators one more time, the possibility of being exposed would be more likely.Cang Wu had been suspicious of him before, and when the matter in the backyard subsides, he will definitely ask him for questioning.

If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to run away, he might never have another chance to run away.

But Shen Ke was still reluctant.Wanting to make sure that nothing happened to the shopkeeper was just one of the reasons why he wanted to stay.He also wanted to see Cang Wu's sword.

He has seen too many swords these years.

Rusty, not rusty, iron swords, bamboo swords... But in his eyes, they are all dusty and without any brilliance.

Over the years he has seen too many people with swords.

Using the sword to kill people, using the sword to rob money, using the sword to put on airs... But no one seemed to forget themselves when they drew the sword, and all their minds were concentrated on the sword.

Ten years ago, he was far away from his hometown and wandering around. It was this kind of sword that he wanted to see and learn.

Xiao Daoluan said indifferently: "If you want to go, then go."

The situation in the backyard was even more serious than Shen Ke had imagined.

Cangwu's sword has been unsheathed, the dark blue blade is thin and thin, like a leaf.

This pretty leaf on the branch was sticking to the innkeeper's neck.

And the shopkeeper always stretched out his hands covered in his sleeves, one hand and one knife, stabbing Cang Wu's shoulders.

The blood flowed down slowly along the shopkeeper's neck and Cang Wu's shoulders, converging in one place, regardless of each other, just like the two of them are close together at the moment.

The shopkeeper said coldly: "Let go."

Cang Wu kept silent to refuse.

Without further ado, the shopkeeper drew his swords.The double knives penetrated extremely deep into the bone, and they were pulled out very slowly.Cang Wu endured such torture willingly, holding Qingmang with both hands without trembling, except for the scratches caused by the shopkeeper's struggle earlier, there was no wound left on the opponent's body.

"Let go."

As soon as the voice fell, the shopkeeper's double-knife crossbar was about to be inserted again.

Seeing this scene, the two disciples of Lianshanzong looked at each other, recalling the secrets of the previous years, and quietly took out a thousand-mile sound transmission talisman from their arms.

No one cares about their actions.

All the attention present was on the strange fight in the courtyard.

All the sword cultivators could see that the man who wields double knives was not high in cultivation, at most in the middle stage of Jindan, far behind Cangwu.I don't know how the two fought evenly, and looking at the scene, it seems that Cang Wu is more passive.

One of them seems to have an old relationship with Lianshanzong, and he defended Cangwu when everyone attacked Cangwu.Seeing that Cangwu was at a disadvantage, he flew his sword to help.

The silver-white dagger was straight at the shopkeeper's back.

Cang Wu waved his sleeve back, completely disregarding his vitals and being threatened by others, he brushed the dagger away.

"Get lost!" As he yelled angrily, the dagger exploded and the fragments scattered.

The person who came to help said angrily: "Cangwu! I will give Lianshanzong a face..."

Cang Wu said coldly: "There is no need for other people to intervene in my affairs with him."

"The old man can't intervene?"

A majestic voice descended from the sky, shaking everyone's ears and hearts.

"Xuzhen!" You Jianxiu couldn't help blurting out.

Thousands of miles of sound transmission can still have such momentum, except for the suzerain of the Lianshan sect, don't think about it.The person who previously threatened to "give Lianshanzong a face" is now silent. Even if he dared to speak harshly to the younger generation Cangwu, he would not dare to be disrespectful in front of Xuzhen.

Xuzhen's status as the suzerain of the Lianshan Sect is certainly awe-inspiring, but what really makes all the sword cultivators respect and fear him is his Mahayana cultivation.

How many monks in the world can reach the Mahayana realm?

Not to mention that after Mahayana, there is only one step away from ascension.

Cang Wu's expression also changed.He put away the Qingmang sword, bowed to the void and said, "Master."

"Go back to the sect."

Cang Wu bowed again, before he firmly said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to follow the master's orders."

"Back."

Cang Wu's response was equally simple: "No."

"If you recognize me as a master, you will be punished when you return to the sect. If you don't recognize me, follow the rules of the master's sect."

All the sword cultivators were secretly startled.Just as famous as Lianshanzong's secret exercises are its strict rules.Those who defected from the master's school should take the master's sword by themselves, indicating that they will sever the friendship between master and apprentice, and there will be no more ties between them.

How can a sword of Xuzhen be so pleasant!

Even with Cangwu's cultivation level, which is comparable to that of a god of transformation, he could not escape the end of death or disability after receiving this sword strike.

Of course, after being shocked, there is joy.After the fall of a young leader like Cang Wu, more people have the hope of being outstanding.Among them, Gui Yizong's disciple, who reported the situation here through two thousand-mile sound transmissions, was the most favourite.See how crazy you Cangwu is!

Cang Wu glanced at the two of them.

To be precise, his unemotional eyes swept over the Jianxiu one by one, and took note of those expressions that either pretended to be regretful or showed unexpected joy.

"Look at me." The shopkeeper lowered his head and played with the double knives, letting the blades fly between his fingers, which made people dazzled.I don't know how he, who was so focused on this, found out that Cang Wu had locked his eyes on him.

Cang Wu withdrew his gaze, held Qingmang flat on his chest, and said in a deep voice: "I am willing to receive a sword."

Xuzhen didn't respond for a long time.

All the sword cultivators discussed restlessly.

"Cang Wu is really going to betray the teacher? Don't give up on a bright future, what is going on here?"

"It's a young man after all. I don't know if he was almost kicked out of the teacher a few years ago."

"No way? Lian Shan's generation still relies on him to support his appearance, how could he be willing to kick him out of the school?"

"I heard that he stole the secret treasure of the master's sect, and he has nothing to do with the demon cultivators..."

"Having said that, Xuzhen hasn't made any moves yet. It can't be that he said it nicely. After all, he still doesn't want to kill his proud disciple with a sword."

While everyone was discussing, Cang Wu stood up straight.

The towering shoulder blades propped up the robe so much that it was empty, without any fancy embellishments, it was just green.

At first, the shopkeeper was able to play the double knives extremely fast, but later on, the speed of the blades flying became slower and slower, and finally stopped.

He looked at Cang Wu with complicated eyes, and said, "Actually, you don't have to..."

The rest of the words were lost in astonishment.

A white sword light from above the nine heavens smashed down in an instant, colliding with the green light fiercely.

There was thunder in the silent place.

The violent shock of the collision of the two sword qi made everyone shake, but the shopkeeper who was in the center of the shock was not injured at all.

The faint blue sword light appeared and disappeared from time to time, but it always enveloped his body.

The white sword light flashed away, Cang Wu's body swayed, and then stood firm again.He wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, threw the broken green glow on the ground, and stretched out his hands towards the shopkeeper: "Now I have nothing, can the promise of that day still be counted?"

The shopkeeper looked at the sword that had been placed on his neck and pierced into his heart. It was really broken in two and could never be repaired, his eyes darkened.

"Of course it doesn't count." He raised his head and smiled, "It was just to cheat Gengxu Xijianlu from you, so how can you take what you said seriously."

The two disciples of Gui Yizong also heard about what happened back then. They knew that Cang Wu handed over the master's secret book to a demon cultivator, and was almost expelled from the sect. Later, he killed the demon cultivator and took back the sword practice record , was able to return to the door wall.But this matter still became a thorn in the heart of the Suzerain of Lianshan, otherwise Xuzhen would react violently whenever Cangwu made any changes.

The two of them were suppressed by Cangwu Haosheng for a while, now seeing that he was seriously injured, his spirit sword was destroyed, and his cultivation base plummeted, they wished to beat the dog in the water.

"Senior brother Cang is so brave!"

"I just don't know, how many percent of this cultivation of God Transformation is left now? Should I be able to hold my little brother's sword?"

Cang Wu said indifferently: "Just try it and you will know."

The indifferent gesture angered Gui Yizong's disciples, they held the swords in their hands, and they really wanted to make a move.

Two short knives hit the hilts of their swords, forcing their swords back into their sheaths.

The shopkeeper took Cang Wu's hand, hung it on his shoulder, and said squintingly: "His cultivation is enough for me to know. What does it have to do with you?"

Cang Wu said: "You..."

The shopkeeper slapped his mouth: "What nonsense, if you don't leave now, you are still waiting to be chased and beaten?"

Cang Wu refused to let go: "We..."

"Let's talk about our business when we go back." The shopkeeper impatiently supported his body and sprinkled three magic crystals.

The magic crystal raised black mist on the ground, which was like a teleportation array.

"Demon cultivator!" All the sword cultivators exclaimed.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "It's too late to find out now, idiot." The corners of his eyes were slightly red, which added a three-point charm to his ordinary face.

Helping Cang Wu into the black mist, the shopkeeper turned his head and nodded to Shen Ke who was watching the fun in the corner, and said silently: "Be careful."

Shen Ke didn't know how many stories there were between Cang Wu and the shopkeeper, but it didn't prevent him from understanding the complex and constant parting feelings.If there is a chance, he will definitely have a good chat with the shopkeeper.If there is no chance, he can only silently bless.

If you can't give birth to a precious son early, you must have a good marriage for a hundred years.