Wei Xu didn't have the slightest hint of unhappiness, he just looked at Zong Shou carefully up and down, his eyes sparkling slightly.
Taking advantage of the situation, it actually happened!
From just now to now, it is only twenty breaths.
In just twenty breaths, Zong Shou went from having no foundation at all to comprehending the level of Dainichi Martial Arts! One hundred miles, not even half!
This speed is simply terrifying! It’s truly a psychic channeling of swordsmanship, and there’s absolutely nothing false about it!
No, it's more than that. This is not a simple borrowing or imitation, but integrating his Dainichi Sword Intent into his own martial arts!
What kind of genius did he find for his sect this time? Although it is not as good as Lingwu dual cultivation, it may not be possible to reach the extreme of Lingwu dual cultivation in the future.
The journey of spiritual practice is like a long-distance race. No matter how fast you run in front, if you lose the chain in the middle, and if you don't have enough stamina, you will still lose in the end.
Zong Shou snorted coldly, and after a long time, the ferocity in his eyes gradually subsided.
"Senior brother, don't you think you need to give me an explanation?"
In fact, I roughly guessed that this was Wei Xu's test of himself, a test, or it would be more appropriate to inspect the goods.
But since you are dissatisfied, you should speak out and let the other party know. Otherwise, this guy might offend Chichi even more.
"What do you want to tell me? Wouldn't it be more satisfying to kill the enemy with your own hands?" Wei Xu was not annoyed, but showed admiration. After approaching with a smile, he took a look at the corpses falling on the ground just outside. I saw that the scattered flesh and blood suddenly began to burn before it hit the bottom. The color can't help but become stronger.
"Just now I just wanted to inform my junior brother about the way we, the disciples of Common Life Dao, conduct themselves. In our Dao, the most important thing is the word 'independence', and the word 'ren' in the way. Being independent means walking alone and being self-reliant. Ren means being willful. And we are free to do whatever we want. If you want to rely on the power of the sect and the power of your brothers in the future, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, and you can't rely on others. At most, after you are beheaded, our common people will behead your enemies for you and die. No regrets."
Zong Shou was startled and thought of the Qiling Sect and the Qingyin Sect. The disciples of these sects did not seem to be what Wei Xu said. When something happens, don't you call your friends and gather in groups to gain strength in numbers
He knew that the Sword Sect was infinitely stronger than this common people.
"It's just the way of life! It has nothing to do with the three sects and six sects."
Wei Xu, who seemed to have read through Zong Shou's thoughts, shook his head and explained: "There are only seven people in our Taoist sect, including you. In fact, I am making an exception this time. Junior brother, you must accept a favor from me this time - one by one. "
Zong Shou was severely shocked at first, and then he came to his senses and said angrily: "I owe you a favor. Isn't this the trouble you caused me? If it hadn't been for your Cangsheng Dao to stop me, Zong Shou would have joined the Tailing Sect or even That's fine with Wujue Villa. What can the Demon Mountain Sect do to me?" Wei Xu choked, knowing that he couldn't be deceived, so he turned to laugh heartily: "Then I don't owe anyone. But today, if it weren't for this Kui Qi, I really don’t know that my junior brother has such an ambition. He wants to integrate hundreds of schools of swordsmanship for his own use."
Zong Shou's eyes immediately shrank, but he was not surprised. His kendo heart technique is based on the sword of Yuanyi and goes straight back to the roots of martial arts. And he used the Death Sword Intent, the Mountain and River Sword Intent, the Great Sun Sword Intent, and even the Jingyun Shen Destruction Sword Intent. They are all external manifestations. Its root is still the sword of Yuanyi.
The path of swordsmanship will never change without departing from its origin. As long as you grasp the fundamentals, you can evolve all things.
You can perform hundreds of swordsmanship with one sword. You can also use the swords of hundreds of schools to refine your true self and build a strong foundation.
He had improved his martial arts in his previous life, and now he created his own world-shaking spiritual technique, which was also based on this kind of thinking.
Wei Xu is a strong man in the Holy Realm, so it is not surprising to see his foundation in swordsmanship. It's just that what his senior brother saw was only the part he wanted this person to see.
The anger in his heart was still lingering, and he was about to speak. Wei Xu's tone changed again and he said: "Listening to what this person just said, it seems that things are not good over there in Xuanshan City. Junior brother, don't you want to go to Xuanshan City? I don't know if you want to go all the way east. Or should I move you over there?"
Zong Shou blinked, and his mood suddenly disappeared. With such a big weakness still in the hands of the other party, it really can't happen. Qian Tianshan is more than two thousand miles away from Xuanshan City. Except for Wei Xu's moving method, if he wanted to rush over, it would have to be a few days later.
"Junior brother, aren't you angry? This is a good boy. I will show my kindness today and take you there." Wei Xu smiled faintly, then suddenly reached out his hand, and a talisman suddenly hung in front of him.
Groups of spiritual light overflowed from the talisman paper. And the space here suddenly became distorted and changing.
Zong Shouqi knew at a glance that Wei Xu was not using the power of the talisman to move space. Instead, it suppresses the fluctuations caused by this spatial change.
With Wei Xu's realm, covering one's own aura in this realm would cost several times more mana than breaking through time and space, and would also be infinitely more difficult.
Suddenly remembering something, Zong Shou asked curiously: "Brother, do we, the common people, really talk about credibility like this? Have we never failed to keep our word
I thought that if this was really the case, then the people of later generations would disdain their descendants. Not to mention the three sects and six sects, even the Cang Sheng Dao sect, which is on the verge of collapse, is basically notorious.
In the future, he will definitely be the main culprit in ruining the family style.
"Of course, this is a golden sign!"
Wei Xu was very happy when he heard the words, showing a proud look: "Almost all the people who have seen us who don't mean what we say are dead. We, the common people, naturally never deceive others. For example, Kui Qi, I said no I stood up with one finger. But so many disciples and descendants of the Seven Spirits Sect are my subordinates. Letting them take action is not considered a breach of oath!"
Zong Shou suddenly said, "Oh," and he immediately understood. At that moment, a gust of wind blew up all around him, and then the scene in all directions changed again.
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The place of appearance should be near Xuanshan City, only thirty miles away.
While Zong Shou secretly marveled at the precise control of space by this powerful man in the fairyland, he frowned and looked at the outline of the city from a distance.
This big city is unusually silent and oppressive at the moment. Just like the Qiantian Mountain City a few days ago, there was an atmosphere of tension.
"There seems to be a fight at the top of the mountain!"
When Zong Shou heard this, he immediately looked into the distance. Sure enough, on top of the mountain, masses of Gang Qi and spiritual energy fluctuations were spreading around.
Before he could take a closer look, Wei Xu grabbed his shoulder again: "With your cultivation, you probably can't shine thousands of miles away. Let's go, I'll take you up to have a look."
In one step, we reached the top of Xuanshan Mountain. I saw that the top of the mountain was already a mess.
Those giant crossbows have all been destroyed.
However, there are no soldiers stationed here, so naturally there are no casualties. There are only a dozen figures, all standing beside Tiegang Hall, and their cultivation levels are not weak.
And Xuanyuan Tong is like a mountain, but it stands in the middle of the school grounds with a somewhat gloomy look. In front of him, an old man in black robe was floating in the void. He was about sixty or seventy years old, with a confident look on his face, and his eyes looked down jokingly but with some caution.
When the two of them arrived, Xuanyuan Tong struck the exit with his mace, and the top of the mountain suddenly roared with vigor, like thunder, shaking the entire Xuan Mountain.
Then there was only a soft sound of 'clang', as the wind struck the place. A black sword was forcibly shaken open by the huge force. However, it only flew upside down for three feet before hovering in the air again.
It was as if the blow that could crush dozens of Xuanwu masters was simply not worth mentioning.
The old man also calmly said: "This is your Xuanyuan family's Eighteen Methods of Xuanshan? It is indeed somewhat similar to our Demon Mountain Sect. But it's nothing more than that, not worth a glance."
"In your eyes, this may be true."
Xuanyuan Tong's eyes were always half-open and half-closed, and he didn't seem to waver at this moment. "But at least on the top of Xuanshan Mountain, in this city, there is nothing you can do about me! The evil spirit actually dares to come out and cause chaos. I think your death is not far away!"
"Evil? Haha, what does your wife mean to you? When it comes to the word evil, I am far behind."
The old man in black robe laughed, but the sternness in his eyes remained undiminished: "It is true that I underestimated you Xuanyuan Tong today. But at this moment, although I can't help you, I may not be able to help you, Xuanshan City. It really makes me anxious. I can do anything. I advise the city lord to just surrender and hand over your daughter. I won’t hurt her life, I just want to go to Tianshan to do something."
Xuanyuan Tong's eyes widened angrily and he snorted coldly. Just as he was about to speak, Xuanyuan Yiren in front of the Tiegang Hall suddenly said in surprise: "Zong Shou?"
The two people confronting each other were slightly startled. Looking back, they saw two men, one tall and one short, standing beside the cliff not far away. They were all shocked, and they had no idea when these two would arrive.
When he saw that it was indeed Zong Shou, Xuanyuan Tong breathed a sigh of relief. The old man in black robe had a slightly gloomy expression.
Zong Shou looked at Wei Xu eagerly, and when he saw that the other party had no intention of taking action, he sighed slightly: "So, I still have to rely on myself?" Wei Xu did not answer, but gave him an appreciative look, which was vaguely readable. The look in his eyes was, "Junior brother, you are indeed smart and teachable."
Zong Shou, however, wished he could slap him away. As for the Celestial Martial Sect, this powerful Martial Master, even if he took advantage of the strength of a Saint Realm powerhouse, would be defeated ten to ten and had no chance of victory.
However, without much hesitation, Zong Shou drew his sword and stepped forward: "Uncle, can you give up this battle to me? This is a disaster that I, Zong Shou, brought upon myself, and I should deal with it myself."
Xuanyuan Tong subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after a moment, he felt that Zong Shou's aura suddenly became hot and blazing, slightly less powerful than him, but more pure and superior. The look in his eyes was also extremely firm. Xuanyuan Tong was startled at first, and then looked thoughtfully at Wei Xu in the distance. After thinking for a moment, he nodded: "Okay, but we need to drink some wine before talking!"