At that time, at the top of Kunlun Mountain.
Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei stood in the snow with solemn expressions and full of expectation, looking at the white-robed swordsman in front of them with white hair and beard and an immortal look.
"I only use one sword. How much you can learn depends on your own understanding!"
He stood with his hands behind his back, and the sound of sword and thunder around him made the sky and the earth pale in comparison. The wind and snow suddenly became fierce, as if thousands of swords were fired at the same time.
"The eight wastelands return to their origin, and ten thousand swords return to their ancestor!"
Xie Jingshan suddenly grabbed Zhao Benlei's arm and widened his eyes. Zhao Benlei also tensed up and looked at the sword master nervously, using his fingers as swords to slash in the air.
The whole world suddenly froze at this moment, with only the sound of the whistling north wind. Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei's expressions gradually dimmed, and their hearts felt cold.
"Oh! It's stuck again!"
Xie Jingshan sighed, looking at the Sword Master in the wind and snow, who was like a statue, maintaining and directing the sword's posture, motionless.
"The thirteenth time." Zhao Benlei also sighed heavily.
He and Xie Jingshan entered the Great Wilderness together and landed here. He asked the Taoist boy at the gate and learned that this was the gate of the ancient sword sect Xuantian Sword Sect. The two immediately thought of the sword saint who was unprecedented and unrivaled in the history of swordsmanship.
The sword masters of this era are far more powerful than the Mahayana masters of Xie Jingshan's era.
The two of them paid a visit immediately. Fortunately, they were with the locals from the beginning, so they did not encounter the turbulence of time and space. They also successfully passed the test of the Sword Sect and met the Sword Saint.
Even the Sword Saint said that the two of them had a good talent in swordsmanship and was willing to teach them a few moves.
Who would have known that every time the Sword Master made a move, it would get 'stuck' like it is now.
Xie Jingshan scratched his head, "How about we wait a little longer? Maybe the blockage will pass?"
Zhao Benlei thought of the previous times when they had waited from morning till night, and the Sword Master would not move again until sunrise the next day, and then asked them blankly who they were and why they were there.
Twelve times, each time like this, just like before coming to the Great Wilderness, on the black sand wasteland outside, time was restarted infinitely.
But the strange thing is that only the Sword Saint was restarted, while the other disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect continued to live their lives as usual.
“In fact, I have always suspected that this world is fake.” Xie Jingshan shook off the snow on his body and said, “Is it possible that this is just the remaining memories of fallen monks? In their memories, they know about this sword master, but have never seen the sword master make a move.”
Zhao Benlei pondered, "So this memory world can't visualize the moves of the Sword Saint at this level, so it can only get stuck in the middle of making a move? If you put it that way, it seems to make sense."
Xie Jingshan nodded, "Yes, I got a few sword manuals from the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect, and the same situation occurred. Many of the sword manuals had disordered moves, and the sword moves were blank. They were incomplete, as if they were made up by an amateur."
Zhao Benlei picked up the sword he had stuck in the ground and said, "Then let's not waste time here, let's go somewhere else."
Xie Jingshan hesitated and said, "I want to stay. Maybe Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi can find this place."
Just as Zhao Benlei was about to speak, a loud noise suddenly erupted at the gate of Xuantian Sword Sect.
I saw that the whole world was divided into two, one half was still daytime, and the other side had already begun to fall into darkness.
Ouch!!!
Amid the deafening dragon roar, a pair of huge red dragon eyes as big as the sun and the moon slowly opened from the darkness. Wherever its eyes looked, the buildings in the mountains instantly caught fire.
Zhao Benlei and Xie Jingshan both turned to look at the stuck Sword Master, but he was still like a statue, without any reaction.
The two men shook their heads at the same time, and flew to the mountain gate on their swords to see who was so powerful that they dared to come to Kunlun Hill, the holy land of the human race.
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At the gate of Kunlun Hill.
Jiang Yuebai traveled through mountains and rivers and finally crossed the Wu clan's territory and arrived at the Kunlun Mountains.
In the distance, she could see the rolling mountains and the sea of clouds.
There are fairy palaces and halls scattered all over the place, with high pavilions and multi-story buildings, jade sky and golden bridges, the sky is covered with auspicious clouds and cranes fly in flocks.
At that moment, Jiang Yuebai felt as if he had stepped from a backward mountain village into a prosperous city.
She also told Yan Miao before leaving that if she didn't come back, she would go back by herself.
Afterwards, Jiang Yuebai recalled the appearance of the Zhu clan witches, changed his own aura and appearance, and forced himself to grow taller, becoming almost the same size as Yan Miao.
She also found some colored grass in the mountains, smeared a few strokes of oil paint on her face, caught a pheasant, plucked its feathers and inserted them into her braids.
Afterwards, we found the mountain gate of Xuantian Sword Sect.
There are many blessed places and Taoist sects in the Kunlun Mountains, but the gate of Xuantian Sword Sect is the largest and easiest to find. After all, not everyone can hang nine giant swords high in the sky without worrying that they will fall and kill their own people one day.
At the mountain gate, Jiang Yuebai took out the portrait of Xie Jingshan and asked the Taoist boy guarding the gate if he had seen it.
When the Taoist boy saw that she was a witch, he looked at her with some contempt and said that he had never seen the two of them.
Jiang Yuebai didn't care. He used his ring to find a time crack and drill into it, then went to the mountain gate at another time to ask again.
This went on for five times in a row, and the two Taoist children were always at the door, sometimes younger and sometimes older.
Finally, Jiang Yuebai learned the whereabouts of Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei from two male practitioners who had become Taoist priests.
"… The two of you are currently training in the Way of the Sword with the Sword Master of my sect. Tell them clearly what you want from them, and we'll see if we can help you get the message across."
The two male cultivators held their chins high and spoke to Jiang Yuebai condescendingly.
Jiang Yuebai suddenly remembered that Yan Chiyu had told her before that Wei once went to Kunlun Hill to become a disciple, but was kicked out. The human race looked down on the witches.
"Brother, do you think she looks familiar? I think we saw her when we were kids. She was also here to look for someone."
Two male cultivators carrying swords were whispering.
Jiang Yuebai raised his eyebrows, put his hands on his hips, and raised a sarcastic smile at the corners of his lips.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's rare that you still remember me. You're still the gatekeeper after all these years. It seems like the two of you are just gatekeepers. No wonder you look down on people."
"You!" The male cultivators were furious and drew their swords together.
Jiang Yuebai took a step back and said, "To be honest, I am here today to set fire to your mountain gate!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a beam of fire burst out from the back of Jiang Yuebai's neck, transformed into a candle dragon in the air, circled around Jiang Yuebai, and flew into her palm.
Boom!
The spear was placed on the ground, and the Zhulong territory spread out instantly!
Jiang Yuebai was frantically drawing power from the heaven and earth. She had a wild look of oil paint on her face, her braids flying in the wind, and she looked majestic.
The Zhulong territory expanded infinitely, plunging half of the world into darkness.
"You old bull noses, when my young master from the Zhu clan came to seek the truth, he was looking up to you. You actually turned my young master away and humiliated him at will. You simply don't take our Zhangwei Mountain seriously!"
"The burning of the mountain today is a lesson. In the future, I will ask the Dragon God Jiuyin to come out of the mountain, gather an army, and flatten your Kunlun Hill. By then, every one of you will become a slave of my Zhu clan witch people!"
clang-
clang-
clang-
The bronze bell in the mountain rang, and all the Taoist sects in Kunlun Hill were alarmed!
Jiang Yuebai launched an attack on the Xuantian Sword Sect's mountain gate without regard for the consequences, setting fire to the mountain and causing destruction everywhere. The momentum was great and the scene was grand, but there were actually no casualties, which was just infuriating.
Seeing the sword lights coming towards this side, Jiang Yuebai's eyes were sharp. While searching for the traces of Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei, he held the ring in his hand, ready to run away at any time.
See you tomorrow~
(End of this chapter)