The strong from the wild

"My generation of sword cultivators, why are you afraid of fighting?"

The eldest sister among the three girls looked at Meng Chengshen, on the delicate but tall and straight body, the sword energy radiated vertically and horizontally, and the wisps of it manifested into wind, spreading in all directions, and the strong grass in the mountains swayed here and there. He said, "My master said, why should we be afraid of a fight? A sword cultivator holds a sword in his hand, and what he seeks is a chance to kill decisively and splatter five steps of blood!"

Five steps of blood spatter!

Meng Chengshen's eyes suddenly lit up.

Many years ago, before tens of thousands of years or even longer, the heavens and worlds and the enemy's world had never merged into one.From the time of the last battle between the two sides, dating back thousands of years, to the time when Meng Chengshen was still in the Hengshan boundary... On a certain day, someone said similar words to Meng Chengshen.

"Everyone, are you a member of the Xuantian Sect from time to time?"

Meng Chengshen took a deep breath and said, "I remember that the sword cultivator only asked for five steps of blood spattering, which should have come from Taoist Liu Yi, head of the Xuantian Sect."

"Yes!"

The third sister smiled all over her face and said, "Of course we are disciples of Xuantianzong..."

She was about to continue talking, but was interrupted by the elder sister shaking her head, and said: "I, Xuantianzong Sword Cultivator, have never been a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, let alone anyone. The three of us have made up our minds to stay here Let’s be neighbors with fellow Taoists. Let’s see where the fight that Daokou mentioned came from.”

Meng Chengshen said: "Forget it, since you are Xuantianzong disciples, it's okay to talk about this with you. After all, Xuantianzong monks are different from the monks in the world."

Third Sister smiled and asked, "Is that why you trust us?"

"It's not you who I believe in, but Xuantianzong! It's Taoist Liu Yi!"

Meng Chengshen said: "For tens of thousands of years, Xuantianzong has been famous all over the world. I have only heard that there are monks who died in battle in Xuantianzong, but I have never heard that Xuantianzong has disciples who betrayed their faith and even betrayed their teachers. I once heard people say that when Xuantianzong was only a small sect in the Qiongyu land, it suffered many catastrophes and almost cut off the inheritance of Taoism. But even when Xuantianzong was in the most dangerous time, it never appeared Disciples who have humiliated the prestige of the master and the reputation of the master. You three, since you are Xuantian sect sword cultivator, old man, I can naturally trust you. It’s just that there is no proof. How can you prove that you are Xuantian? Zong Jianxiu?"

"My Xuantian Sect is famous all over the world, and there are few masters in our sect in the world. Who dares to pretend?"

The third sister frowned, her slender willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly frowned, she looked very charming.

"That's not necessarily the case. The world is vast, the mortal dynasties are countless, the cities are as numerous as stars, and the mortal world is as countless as the fine sand in the sea. Your Xuantian Sect only has hundreds of thousands of disciples at most. Can you manage it? The forest is getting big. There are all kinds of birds, hell is big, and there are all kinds of ghosts. It is inevitable that there will be some weird people in the world who want to pretend to be disciples of your Xuantian sect, and you Xuantian sect are not all prophets, can you manage it? "

Meng Chengshen grinned, but he looked like an old urchin.

"you……"

Third sister pointed at the old man, her face was already a little angry.

"Three sisters!"

The eldest sister stopped the third sister with a voice, shook her head slightly, looked at Meng Chengshen again, and said, "Since you have heard my Xuantian Sect's words about the five steps of blood spattering of sword cultivators, maybe it has nothing to do with me. Xuantianzong, there is some fate. I don’t know if this fellow daoist will deny my Xuantianzong’s supernatural power? If a fellow daoist tells the name of my Xuantianzong’s supernatural power, then I will show this supernatural power. If I Being able to perform it means that I am a disciple of Xuantian Sect, if I cannot perform it, then I am not a disciple of Xuantian Sect."

"How courageous!"

Meng Chengshen sighed in admiration, but his expression was a little disbelieving, and he said: "It is rumored that there are tens of thousands of magical powers of swordsmanship in Xuantianzong! Among them, except for the magical powers of swordsmanship created by Ling Yijian, the founder of Xuantianzong, the remaining many magical powers are absolutely incredible. Most of them are the supernatural powers of the swordsmanship of the ancient monks, which are extremely difficult to cultivate. Besides, the magic tricks of the swordsmanship created by Taoist Liu Yi are the best in the world, can you all use them?"

The eldest sister said: "Even if you can't display [-]% of the mystery, there are still two or three points of resemblance, fellow Taoists will know it at a glance."

"That's fine, old man, I happen to know a thing or two about Xuantianzong's swordsmanship."

Meng Chengshen nodded, and said: "Many years ago, I had a friendship with a sword cultivator of Xuantianzong. From his mouth, I learned that Xuantianzong has a sword formula called the sword formula of worshiping the sky. , I wonder if the three of you have heard of this kind of swordsmanship?"

Soaring to the Sky Worship Sword Art!

The eyes of the three sisters flashed, they looked at each other, and nodded one after another, and the elder sister said: "The three of us have learned the supernatural power of swordsmanship, such as the soaring sky worship sword formula, and it is just the one who passed on our supernatural powers of swordsmanship, isn't it? Our master is our elder brother... Fellow Daoists, please pay attention, see my Xuantian sect's secret art of swordsmanship!"

hum!

The sound of the sword's cries permeated my ears.

The three sisters untied the long swords hanging from their waists and threw them into the air.

Three ancient swords hang in the air, more than a hundred meters above the ground.

The three sisters soared into the air, and the sword intent on their bodies gathered into a beam of sword energy, which was a hundred meters long.Immediately, the three sisters worshiped together...

What he worshiped was not the ancient sword flying in the air, but the Baizhang sword light above his head.

After three people worshiped, three sword lights shot up into the sky, combined with the three ancient swords, rushed into the sky and stretched out, went straight to the sky, and tore through the clouds. With my eyesight, I can't see where the end of the sword's edge extends.

"Little Immortal Meng Chengshen, I have met the three fellow Taoists of Xuantianzong. The three fellow Taoists are very polite."

Meng Chengshen saluted solemnly, and it was only at this moment that he fully recognized the identities of the three, and was convinced that the three were disciples of Xuantianzong.

Xuantianzong is very famous and has multiple sword formulas and supernatural powers, which are famous all over the world. Among them, the most famous ones belong to Liu Yi's Jianlai and Beiming.It's just that apart from these two supernatural powers, what Meng Chengshen is most familiar with is the sword art of worshiping the sky.

Meng Chengshen remembered Liu Yi's soaring to the sky and worshiping the sword formula clearly.

If it weren't for this kind of swordsmanship, the two of them would have died for a long time in Hengshan.

"Since the three fellow Taoists are frank and sincere to me, Xiaoxian can't hide much. In fact, Xiaoxian lives in seclusion here because of an ancient object, and the fight that Xiaoxian said is actually because of This is an ancient thing. However...Xiaoxian would like to advise the three fellow daoists, you might as well leave early. Although your Xuantian sect has a strong reputation, you want to take a peek at Xiaoxian's ancient thing The origins of these people are not trivial, if the three fellow daoists become Xiaoxian's neighbors, they will inevitably participate in the fight, and even cause a big battle between the two sides because of this matter..."

Meng Chengshen called himself a little fairy because he had the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, which made sense.

"Hmph! Who was my Xuantianzong afraid of?"

The third sister flew down first, gathered the sword energy in the air, and said carelessly: "I am a disciple of Xuantian Sect, I don't know how to write words when I am afraid."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a kind of lawlessness.

"Well..."

Meng Chengshen shook his head, turned around and walked towards the hut, leaving behind a few words, "Old man, I live in seclusion here. There is no good food and wine, and the house is extremely simple. There is only one futon for meditation and practice. As for the tables, chairs and benches, Not to mention nothing. Right now I won’t invite the three fellow daoists into my house, the three fellow daoists please do as you please..."

The so-called free will means doing what you like.

"This old man is so rude."

The second younger sister was the most taciturn. Seeing Meng Chengshen walking away sullenly at this moment, she felt a little uneasy in her heart, and said: "Since he said it, he has some cause and effect with my Xuantianzong, and his words are mysterious to me." Tianzong has some admiration. From this point of view, he must have some friendship with a certain monk of my Xuantianzong. It stands to reason that we came from afar, and he should treat us warmly. How can we be so indifferent like now and leave us alone This is it?"

"Be careful!"

The eldest sister said: "Since he is the owner of this room, he can treat guests as he wants, that is his freedom. Perhaps his character is just like this. How can you and I be dissatisfied with him because of this? I was cultivated You should be broad-minded, if you have to worry about many small things, how can you enter the door of the Dao?"

"Sister, don't preach, I'm afraid we won't be able to enter the gate of the Great Dao."

The third sister said: "Master has long said that the way of heaven does not exist, and the three thousand ways and eight hundred side gates have all disappeared without a trace. Except for Subhuti who has a unique opportunity to enter the gate of the way, there is no one in the world. Others can be like him."

"Master likes to say that half is kept and half is kept. He likes to be self-effacing on weekdays. Naturally, this statement must be discounted. When our master became enlightened, there were several times when we were tricked by Na Hongjun Daozu. .Master entered the gate of Dao with the avatar of swordsmanship, and he himself did take this opportunity to form a way of his own. This is somewhat similar to Subhuti, but very different. Anyway, because of this matter, Master It is no longer considered a person within the avenue..."

The third sister said: "We are the master's disciples, we are of the same origin as the master, the master can break away from the way of heaven, we are his direct disciples, naturally we must follow in the footsteps of the master , why bother to think about what is not the way of nature."

Hearing this, the eldest sister did not answer.

Obviously, in her heart, she also recognized her third sister's words.

But the second sister said: "Sister, we should also build a courtyard here."

The third sister said: "Yes, after all, we can't live in thatched huts year after year like Meng Chengshen. After all, we are all unmarried girls of Yunying, and we can't be like Meng Chengshen. Confused, sloppy. If we don’t put on some make-up and people see us like beggars, wouldn’t it be embarrassing to Master if we spread the word?”

"good!"

With a wave of her sleeve, the elder sister gathered the sword's edge in the air.

The second sister also collected her sword energy, and the three sisters went to the river, and they all cast the formula together. With a wave of their sleeves, they drew the haze from the eastern sky that covered half of the world, and surrounded them among the surrounding mountains, trees, grass and rocks. room, magnificent.

As for improving the terrain, attracting the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and building houses, it is really not an important matter for the three practitioners.

Whoosh!

However, when the three of them were constructing the courtyard dojo, there were a few rays of light flying from far away.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The yin and yang laughter came out from those rays of light.

Light is the aura that emerges from the magic weapon.

Groups of light curtains hung in the air, like fireflies magnified countless times.

Several practitioners came out of it.

The leader had a sinister face and a thin image. There was a long and narrow scar on his face, extending from the corner of his eye to his chin, which made his already somewhat gloomy face even more terrifying.

The second younger sister suddenly turned around and asked, "Who is here?"

"Hehehe..."

However, the third sister let out a clear and melodious laugh that was half of the silver bell, and said indifferently: "Is the battle coming soon? It's really timely!"