The strong from the wild

Everyone is drunk and I am alone!

Everyone was drunk, but Liu Yi was sober.

In the picture of the sword plate, only the boundless ghost fire and the beam of sword light standing in the fire can be seen, but Ling Wanjian's figure cannot be seen.

Inside the Great Hall of the Divine Sword Peak are Liu Yi, the Four Great Sword Immortals, Tang Jiawen, and the disciples of the Four Great Sword Immortals.Many personal disciples and inner disciples all stood outside the main hall of Shenjian Peak.

There are no walls on all sides of the main hall, only four sword-like jade pillars supporting the roof of the main hall.

Tang Jiawen has been standing beside Liu Yi silently. When everyone was arguing earlier, he didn't refute. He just kept the sword box hidden in the dantian on his back, ready to fight with others at any time.Now everyone became calm and silent, and Tang Jiawen never put away the sword box.

Perhaps, many sword cultivators were stunned by Liu Yi's calm body. At this moment, they stopped saying anything, stopped arguing, and just quietly stared at the picture on the sword plate.

Perhaps, everyone had a sliver of fantasy, fantasizing about miracles, hoping that Ling Wanjian could hold his life under the burning of the Nether Fire Demon.

People always have dreams.

If there is no dream, what is the difference from salted fish?

For Xianyu to stand up, all he needs is a dream.

The fantasies and dreams of practitioners are many times higher than those of salted fish.For 10 years in the Qiongyu Land, only Ling Qiujian has been able to become a god, but there are countless monks who are tirelessly walking on the road to becoming a god.

All monks fantasize about one day being able to cultivate to become gods, and dream of attaining Taoism and longevity.

Just like the monks in the temple at this moment, they are imagining that Ling Qiujian can create miracles.

Everyone held their breath, not even daring to take a breath.

The time of just a few breaths seems to be as difficult as hundreds or thousands of years.

Only Liu Yi and Tang Jiawen could keep their expressions calm.

Tang Jiawen had already made up his mind that if someone dared to hurt Liu Yi, he would protect Liu Yi even if he was smashed to pieces.As for the accusations of betraying the master, Tang Jiawen had long since put them aside.

A moment later, a stream of sword energy was released from the billowing demon fire.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, tearing open a gap in the magic fire.

In the gap of the dark red magic fire, Ling Wanjian's figure reappeared.

He had already changed into a clean and tidy robe, and even his originally messy long hair had become meticulous.The long hair is tied into a bun on the top of the head, and a three-inch small sword is used as a wooden hairpin to fix the hair.

Pei Ran's beam of sword energy pushed the Nether Demon Fire away from Ling Wanjian's body.

Although the demonic fire was tyrannical and violent, it couldn't penetrate within a foot of Ling Wanjian's body.

A sword cultivator wept with joy, and shouted: "He's alive! The master is alive again!"

"Pooh!"

Ling Qianjian has always been irritable, he slapped the disciple to the ground with a slap, and said angrily: "Senior Brother Sect Leader has never died, how can you say he is alive again?"

All of a sudden, the surrounding sword cultivators burst into smiles.

Those people who spoke rudely to Liu Yi earlier fell to the ground one by one, and kowtowed to Liu Yi to apologize.

"The man has gold under his knees, why don't you hurry up?"

Liu Yi frowned, and said lightly: "You think it was me who killed Ling Wanjian, so I disregarded my status and offended me. Although this offends me, it is enough to prove that you are loyal to Xuantianzong. If I even If I refuse to forgive you for such a trivial matter, have I become a narrow-minded person?"

Hearing this, many disciples thanked Liu Yi again, feeling an inexplicable respect for Liu Yi in their hearts.

And at this moment, Ling Wanjian in the picture of the sword plate once again used the method of sound transmission, using the torrent of sword energy that penetrated the two worlds to transmit the sound into the sword plate, "To this day, I have come into contact with Liu It was only after my junior brother's immortal sword intent that I realized that I can't blindly strive for strength in the way of the sword, otherwise it will be too strong and easy to break. If I always emphasize the sharpness of the sword, and think about cultivating the sword intent and sword energy in my chest to the state of invincibility, on the contrary It's done. Only when strength and softness are combined, and there is a certain amount of advance and retreat, can everything be broken! Brother Liu, please accept my worship!"

Ling Wanjian turned towards the beam of sword energy, bowed his hands, and bowed to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the sword cultivators inside and outside the Shenjian Peak Hall were horrified, and looked at the scene of Liu Yi and Ling Wanjian prostrating in the sword plate in shock.

"Today, with the help of Junior Brother Liu's sword energy, I, Ling Wanjian, was able to wake up. After comprehending this way of advancing and retreating, if I want to cultivate to become a god, it's not like a fairy tale..."

Ling Wanjian straightened his body slowly, and said again: "Junior Brother Liu, you can be regarded as my master of the sword, please accept my worship again!"

"After I understand this truth, my strength has increased. In the future, the number of people who will instill sword energy for me can be reduced by one-third. I already know that Xuanzong has evil intentions and wants to challenge me, Xuantianzong. Now Just dispatched one-third of the sword cultivators to join the battle at Tongtian Port..."

At this point, Ling Wanjian bowed to Liu Yi again, and said: "Junior Brother Liu, please do your best to help Xuantianzong win the victory!"

After worshiping three times in a row, Xuantianzong Jianxiu was terrified.

Among the Xuantian sect, Ling Wanjian can be said to be the spiritual pillar of everyone, and he promises everything.

At the beginning, when Ling Wanjian hadn't suffered or been trapped, Xuantianzong had a great reputation in Qiongyu Realm, and no one dared to rob him of his edge.As for Ling Wanjian, he has always walked between the heaven and the earth with an unstoppable aura. No one has ever seen Ling Wanjian bow his head in front of others.

But today, Ling Wanjian bowed to Liu Yi three times.

Master of One Sword!

This new Uncle Liu, who returned to Xuantian Sect less than two years ago, was able to enlighten the high-ranking Ling Wanjian in the way of swordsmanship, and was called the master of the sword by Ling Wanjian!

The monks were inexplicably terrified and didn't know what to say.

Only Tang Jiawen looked relieved, put the sword box on his back into his dantian again, and looked at Liu Yi with interest, with a contented expression.

However, Liu Yi didn't make any moves, nor did he salute Ling Wanjian.

The two were originally brothers of the same sect, so Liu Yi should return the salute to the elder brother of the sect master out of reason, how could he stand still like this, and accept the three worships of the elder brother of the sect master so calmly?

At this moment, Liu Yi's mind was full of distracting thoughts.

"When I stepped into the path of cultivation, Brother Feather taught me step by step how to practice and passed on the ancient cultivation methods. When I was an outer disciple in the Kunzi Academy, I was challenged by Tong Renjie from the Qianzi Academy. At that time, the master had just handed me the Changfeng Tengyun sword manual, and it was brother Yu who taught me how to use the sword art and how to practice the way of the sword. As for the sword energy, sword light and sword intent in me, it is also from this ..."