Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 563 Rage

"Yes, this is what was left behind by the ancestor of the Sword Dao who founded the Holy Martial Sword Sect. On weekdays, this place is not open to the public. Only the suzerain and deputy suzerain, as well as some elders of the inner sect, are qualified to open it." Xiao Zhenyu Slowly introduced, "Among the disciples, unless you meet a genius of swordsmanship like you, who is hard to find in a hundred years. Ordinary disciples, there is no chance to come here to learn."

"En." Hearing this, Jiang Mo nodded, knowing that this opportunity was hard-won.

"Okay, I've said almost everything I need to say. As for how much you can comprehend, it's all up to you."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Zhenyu didn't stay and left the sword tablet.

At this time, Jiang Mo just carefully looked at the sword tablet.

There are sword marks engraved on it, and the sword marks are staggered, which makes people dizzy at a glance.

It seems to be random sword marks, but they are connected with each other to form a vast picture. In the picture, there is an old man with a sense of immortality, waving his whisk.

The dust whisk is like a sword, with a seemingly random swing, there are thousands of great ways contained in it, which is extremely profound.

"What a mysterious sword tablet!" Jiang Mo sighed secretly, and immediately tapped the sole of his foot on the ground, and jumped onto a futon suspended in midair.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, the futon can move as he pleases, and Jiang Mo can reach any place on the sword stele with his mind turning.

The more he looked, the more fascinated he became, as if he was in the pattern on the sword tablet, Jiang Mo gradually closed his eyes, and there was a flash of light and shadow in his mind, holding the sword and following the old man in the sword tablet with the wind.

In this world, it seems that only Jiang Mo and the sword tablet are left. His figure is sitting cross-legged on the futon, sometimes going up and down, sometimes left and right, cruising at a speed that is almost impossible to catch. .

In the seemingly messy sword marks, there is a powerful meaning of the way of the sword, which is the place where the ancestor of the way of the sword has condensed his life's painstaking efforts.

Jiang Mo wandered in this ocean of swordsmanship, his brows sometimes stretched and sometimes wrinkled. At the same time, his body seemed to be shrouded in blue brilliance, and he seemed to have entered some kind of magical state of enlightenment, which was extremely miraculous.

……

When Jiang Mo was immersed in the sword stele, the disciples of Shengwu Jianzong also spread a news, which made all the disciples amazed!
"Have you heard? A few days ago, Elder Xiao brought back a disciple from the battle against Tianjiao in the Nine Regions."

"I heard that that disciple is very extraordinary. Elder Xiao almost begged him to join our Holy Martial Sword Sect!"

"And, for the first time, Elder Xiao allowed that disciple to gain enlightenment under the sword stele! This is a treatment that no other disciple has ever had!"

"As far as I know, in the past 30 years of our Holy Martial Sword Sect, none of our disciples can comprehend under that sword stele. As a disciple who just started, how capable is he to get such benefits?"

"That's right! This is too unfair! We disciples have always worked hard in the sect, and we have paid a lot for the sect. Didn't expect to be inferior to a disciple who just started?"

"Hey……"

When all the disciples were discussing, there was a cold snort suddenly: "Which disciple is so monstrous that he can almost get the sword stele's comprehension?"

After the voice fell, a fat man with big ears appeared in front of everyone.

"It's Senior Brother Huo Nian!"

"Senior Brother Huo Nian, I'm afraid you don't know something. Today, we have a new disciple from the Holy Martial Sword Sect..."

People with good deeds told Huo Nian what Jiang Mo realized under the sword stele, and of course some embellishment was inevitable.

They knew that with Huo Nian's narrow mind, this matter would never be tolerated, and they would definitely find trouble with that guy.

In this way, everyone can be regarded as having a lot of fun.

"Okay, I have never even owned that sword stele. It's a good thing for this kid to snatch such a great opportunity!" Huo Nian blushed and said angrily.

"That's right, with Senior Brother Huo Nian's status and strength, it's Senior Brother's turn to go to the sword stele to understand! How can a newcomer be cheaper?"

"Furthermore, Brother Huo Nian's uncle is an elder of the Neizong sect. He has made great contributions to the Holy Martial Sword Sect. How can I say that Brother Huo Nian is qualified to go to the sword tablet to gain insights?"

The disciples who were doing good deeds around them added fuel and vinegar.

It's okay if you don't listen to this, but the more you listen to it, the more Huo Nian feels furious, and said: "I'm going to go to the sword monument to see what kind of virtue and ability that kid is, and he can enjoy the opportunity to learn from the sword monument! "

"Brother Huo Nian, please wait, the place where the sword tablet is located is closed to our ordinary disciples, how do you get in?" said a male disciple with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

"Hmph, my uncle just got a chance to enter the Sword Monument not long ago. How difficult is it for me to enter there?" Huo Nian shook the fat on his face and said with a half-smile.

"Hehe, that's natural. Brother Huo Nian is naturally not comparable to ordinary disciples like us. Then I will follow Senior Brother Huo Nian to see what supernatural powers that kid has?"

Everyone secretly rejoiced. Huo Nian's arrogance and unreasonableness were obvious to all the disciples in the Shengwu Sword Sect.

However, because of his uncle who was an elder in the inner sect, no one dared to say anything more.

Today, Huo Nian was going to target this new student, so of course everyone didn't want to let go of this opportunity to watch a play.

At this moment, under the sword stele, Jiang Mo was still immersed in the mystery of that sword technique.

After this time of comprehension, Jiang Mo clearly felt that his understanding of kendo has improved by more than a little bit?
The Three Heavens of Sword Dao: Gathering the Sword Power, Concentrating the Sword Heart, and Transforming the Sword Spirit!

In order to make it easier to read, in the mouths of some swordsmen, the three heavens of swordsmanship are directly simplified as: gathering power, concentrating the heart, and transforming the spirit!
Jiang Mo's current state is very close to the first level of swordsmanship: gathering power!
"New disciple, roll down the sword tablet for me!"

But when all his mind was immersed in the sword tablet, suddenly, a shout sounded like a thunderbolt, suddenly resounding around the sword tablet.

When the thunderous shout sounded, Jiang Mo's figure, who was sitting cross-legged quietly, trembled suddenly, and a streak of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Interrupted by the sudden sound, Jiang Mo had no choice but to withdraw from the sword stele. Jiang Mo, who was about to lose his temper, slowly opened his eyes. There was raging anger brewing in the black pupils!
"Boy, tell you to get off, can't you hear me?" The fat guy with his hands pinched his waist, followed by many disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect.

"Today, even if you are the heavenly king, I will kill you!"

Jiang Mo's figure swept down like lightning, and he reached out to grab the fat guy with big ears. At the same time, a voice as cold as the depths of Jiuyou slowly resounded...

(End of this chapter)