Master, he is old and disrespectful

Another disciple who was traveling with him couldn't see it anymore, so he took Bai Cui and hung it around his neck, thus saving Liu Ying who was almost turned into a stone statue.

Bai Cui turned her head around the disciple, and stuck out her tongue mischievously at Liu Ying.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Tang Yixuan didn't care about anything just because it was a beautiful snake, so he raised his hand and knocked on the little snake's head.

Bai Cui was almost bitten on her own tongue.

The little white snake looked at Tang Yixuan quietly, and the green snake eyes looked at Tang Yixuan sadly.But Lang's heart is like iron, only his close disciples around him don't care what the poor little snake thinks at all.

"Go down with the sword from here." Tang Yixuan pulled Zhan Nanzhou into his arms and jumped down.

That posture is like martyrdom.

Zhan Nanzhou's brain reaction was half a beat slow, and when he came back to his senses, he had already followed Tang Yixuan and fell rapidly in mid-air.

"There shouldn't be anyone here to find them." Consciousness then came out, "The group of sword cultivators are very ghostly, and they left all their proud sword skills here."

Tang Yixuan snorted softly: "Aren't you a sword repairman?"

"...The old man discovered that you, a young man, like to tease people very much." Consciousness said angrily.

"Thank you." Tang Yixuan didn't feel embarrassed to bully the old man at all. After a while, he could faintly see the bottom of the valley shrouded in mist. Indeed, as his consciousness said, several broken sword steles were lined up there in an orderly manner.

Bringing Zhan Nanzhou to the ground first, Tang Yixuan swept his apprentice behind him. Afraid that his apprentice would get angry, he patted his head and said with a smile, "Be good, apprentice, and follow behind my master."

He clearly said that he came to protect the master...

Zhan Nanzhou, who was dragged behind by his master, was obviously dissatisfied, but since the master had spoken, he had no choice but to follow closely behind the master and never leave.

Liu Ying and the others also fell to the bottom of the valley one after another, and they saw Tang Yixuan and Zhan Nanzhou standing in front of a sword tablet.The sword stele was dilapidated, and after years of erosion, only vague notches remained, vaguely showing how powerful it was when it stood here.

"Is there any remaining swordsmanship on such a sword tablet?" A voice in Zhan Nanzhou's mind bewitched him, asking him to touch the sword tablet.

Tang Yixuan stretched out his hand to grab the apprentice's hand that was stretched towards the sword stele, and Zhan Nanzhou suddenly woke up.

"Master..." Zhan Nanzhou, who was almost bewitched, couldn't help feeling scared for a while, and subconsciously grabbed the sleeve of the master.

The little guy's problem has not been corrected, and he likes to tug on his sleeve when he is at a loss.Tang Yixuan let his apprentice drag him, stared at the sword stele for a while, and then put his hand on it.

Zhan Nanzhou was shocked: "Master?!"

Liu Ying and a group of disciples who went to Jingshuang Island were also stunned, and surrounded Tang Yixuan with a changed expression, "Senior Tang!"

They were all nervous, afraid that something would happen to Tang Yixuan.Just now Tang Yixuan grabbed Zhan Nanzhou's hand to prevent him from touching it, why did he put his hand on it when he turned his head?

"I'm fine." Tang Yixuan was in a trance for a moment, and he had already escaped from the illusion left by the sword stele.

A group of juniors checked the reckless Tang Yixuan over and over again to confirm that he was really fine, so they gave up.

Zhan Nanzhou pursed his lips: "Master, what happened just now?"

Although Tang Yixuan said that he was fine, he did not ignore the momentary loss of concentration of the master.

In fact, nothing happened, but the sword stele still has a remnant part of the sword intent.Those remaining sword intents pulled him into an illusion, where a sword repairer whose face could not be seen confronted him with a sword.Tang Yixuan has also seen this kind of inheritance before. When a sword cultivator wants to pass on his sword skills to his younger generations, he mostly teaches him personally. His master also taught him sword skills in this way back then.

Telling a group of juniors what happened in the illusion, and telling them not to worry, Tang Yixuan winked at them, and finally glanced at his apprentice.

There is nothing wrong with this sword stele, but the sword technique engraved on it back then is incomplete, and its power is naturally greatly reduced.But this is not a problem for Tang Yixuan, what he likes most is to study the fragments of this kind of swordsmanship, so that he can create a new swordsmanship that he can use instead.

After telling a group of juniors about the sword stele, Tang Yixuan suggested: "If you guys try to find the complete sword stele, or if there are blank jade slips in the storage ring, you can burn the fragments on it and bring them back to the sect. In the future, when your swordsmanship reaches a certain level, you will be able to study the fragments, and you may not be able to comprehend your own unique swordsmanship."

As a sword cultivator, their ultimate goal is to create their own unique swordsmanship, which will be remembered by future generations.If they bring back these fragments, then the road ahead will be a little smoother.

"Don't worry, there is another problem," Tang Yixuan saw that they reached out to touch the incomplete stele after hearing what he said, and stopped him with a smile, "Your cultivation is not enough now, you can It's good to get one or two sword skills, but if you spend all your effort on the fragments, the gain will outweigh the loss."

He is naturally different from these juniors.First of all, Tang Yixuan's comprehension ability of swordsmanship is completely at the level of evildoers, and secondly, his cultivation level and age are in place, and he wants to learn these swordsmanship, but only once.

But Zhan Nanzhou and the others are different. They just want to record this sword technique, and the time it will take is uncertain. They might as well find one or two sword techniques that suit them to practice.

The secret realm is about to be closed, so maybe they don't even have enough time to learn a single sword technique.

The few people also understood what Tang Yixuan meant, and they were not in a hurry at the moment, they just walked forward slowly, looking for the sword tablet that suits them.

For sword techniques with different attributes, the artistic conception and sword intent left around the sword stele will be expressed accordingly.Zhan Nanzhou and the others walked in one by one according to their own spiritual roots and the mentality of the major, to feel the most suitable swordsmanship for them.

Not long after, several of them stopped in front of the extremely fast sword tablet, and stretched out their hands to comprehend the mystery of the period.

One by one the disciples found a sword technique that suited them, and Tang Yixuan left a circle of restrictions around them.In the end, Zhan Nanzhou was the only one who hadn't found a suitable sword technique.

Tang Yixuan led his disciples all the way to the depths of the valley. As expected, there was a sword mound inside.The evil spirit of blood is everywhere in the sword mound, which is sealed by a barrier and cannot come out.

"It seems that there is no chance to go in. Zhou Zhou already has his natal sword, so he can't use the sword inside." Tang Yixuan tilted his head and smiled at his apprentice.

Consciousness snorted: "You should go in and have a look, there are good things in there."

Now that there was no one around them, Tang Yixuan immediately hugged his apprentice's waist, and said softly, "Zhouzhou, it's up to you to protect him as a teacher."

Consciousness: "..." I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people!

Zhan Nanzhou originally only wanted to be by his master's side, and had no plans to comprehend any sword skills, so this is exactly what he wanted.

"Okay, then the disciple will go to see the sword mound with Master." Zhan Nanzhou smiled.

Contrary to what he consciously imagined, Zhan Nanzhou liked his master to rely on him very much, just like many times in the past in the Cangshan Sword Sect, Tang Yixuan ran all the way after getting into trouble, hid behind his apprentice, and smiled: "Apprentice, help me."

Both the master and the apprentice took out their natal swords from the dantian and held them in their hands. The future is unknown, and they need to ensure each other's safety.

Tang Yixuan said that he wanted his apprentice to protect him, and he hid behind his apprentice, but in fact his spiritual consciousness had already spread to the surroundings.

The closer they got to Jianzhong, the more pressure they could feel, and as they approached, the pressure became stronger and stronger.

Zhan Nanzhou held Xuan Bing tightly. Xuan Bing was a magical weapon Tang Yixuan built for him. Naturally, the power of the magical weapon cannot be compared with ordinary weapons.

When Zhan Nanzhou's sword intent engulfed Xuan Bing and slashed towards the air ahead, the master and apprentice could clearly see that an invisible barrier in the air was split by Zhan Nanzhou.

"The ban is off, Zhou Zhou is great." The posture of the master and the apprentice changed to Tang Yixuan pulling Zhan Nanzhou's sleeve. It was obviously a big one, but he pulled the apprentice's sleeve like a child, and swayed Hiding behind the apprentice.

The Qinglong sword flashed, and it seemed that it wanted to get out of his palm.

The master had no choice but to be more and more unmotivated, so he had the cheek to hide behind his apprentice.

What does Xuan Bing think of him? !

As if sensing Qinglong's fluctuating mood, Xuanbing also flickered and hummed softly, as if many people were whispering in their ears, but they couldn't make out what they were saying after listening carefully.

Feeling the comfort from Xuan Bing, Qinglong reluctantly settles down in Tang Yixuan's hands.

This was the first time Qinglong "rebelled" after being cast by Tang Yixuan. Tang Yixuan, who could fully feel Qinglong's thoughts, flicked the clear sword with his fingers.

See the color and forget the Lord's sword.

Shameless people.

snort!

"A lot of graves..."

Isn't this area the Sword Tomb?Shouldn't there be many swords in the sword mound? Why are there grave bags everywhere?

Tang Yixuan's face changed slightly, and he lowered his head, "Zhouzhou, do you feel anything?"

"Master, what do you mean?" Zhan Nanzhou's pressure disappeared after he came in, but he didn't feel anything.

Looking through the desolate soil, Tang Yixuan looked a little more solemn, "Deeper, there is something calling to be a teacher."

Zhan Nanzhou didn't feel any call. He guessed that maybe he was not strong enough...

Feeling the call in the sword mound, the master and the apprentice decided to go and see it after discussing it.

Walking all the way in, there were small graves beside them, but at the end, they saw a big grave.The weirdest thing is that in front of them, that is, in front of the tomb bag, there is a tunnel that can only be passed by one person.

"Hey, it's him!" Seeing the tomb, the consciousness suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Tang Yixuan and Zhan Nanzhou's eyes immediately fell on the small piece of metal.

"You know what's going on?"