The next day, the Western Regions, Dalin Temple.
Between the green hills and green waters, a solitary grave appeared quietly.
This is a burial mound, and there is nothing else but a tattered white robe buried.
The tombstone of the solitary grave is a long sword, dark and dull, but it is blooming with cold light.
In front of the solitary grave, a ray of incense, misty with the wind.
"Master, brother, please have gone, please be sorry."
A brawny man in black robes, standing like a lofty mountain, his eyes filled with sighs.
"Yes, Master, even though Brother Qiu is dead, he was martyred for kendo, and he didn't fall into the enemy's hands until he died, so he died just fine."
A woman in red, with a thunderous voice, said coldly.
"Master, I would like to take a trip to Beiming to find Long Aotian for revenge!"
Sen Han said, a student in white clothes boiled with anger.
The two males and females lined up side by side, murderously, almost bleeding from their eyes.
"No regrets, invincible, Wuji!"
The black robe old man closed his eyes and said nothing for a long time:
"Among the three of you, Wugui is the senior sister, Wuji junior, and Wudi is the second senior brother."
"Although the three of you are all orphans, they practiced swords together and grew up together since childhood."
"Today, I will give you three famous swords for your teacher to help your kendo to a higher level."
After speaking, the black-robed old man looked cold, flicked his big sleeve, and suddenly shouted, "Come on!"
Cang! Cang! Cang!
The words fell, and three streams of light flew out of the sword tomb in the distance.
The three brothers and sisters rose into the air in an instant, holding the three famous swords in their hands.
The beauty in red, with the long sword in her hand, the fire was boiling, and the hilt of the sword was impressively written-Jingfeng!
The brawny man in black was holding a long sword filled with black air in his hand, and the hilt of the sword was shockingly written-Shocking!
As for the scholar in white, holding a silver-white long sword in his hand, the hilt of the sword is impressively written-Jingyun!
"Three Shaking Swords?"
The three sisters and brothers looked at each other, and they all saw the excitement and confusion in each other's eyes.
"The Three Shocking Swords, these are the top three famous swords in the Dragon Hall of Dalin Temple."
Caressing the white beard, the black robe old man has cold eyes and a cold tone:
"These three famous swords have been handed down since ancient times, and have been unfailing for thousands of years, and each contains unique powers."
"From today onwards, the three of your elder brothers and sisters must regard the famous sword as brothers, and don't let the famous sword get dusty and insult my eternal reputation in Jianglongtang."
The voice fell, one woman and two men, all kneeling on the ground: "Yes, master!"
"The poor monk was too harsh on you in the past, so that the "invincible" died in Beiming. This is a great shame for me to drop the dragon hall!"
The black-robed old man sighed: "If the poor monk were not so strict at the beginning, he would bless the Juque for the'invincible' so that he could exert the true power of the Juque, and he would not lose his life!"
sigh!
In the wind, only the old man in black robe came, that endless sigh.
This black-robed old man is the famous Master Jianglong in Dalin Temple.
Master Jianglong has been famous for a hundred years, he is unparalleled in kendo, and has always been known as the "Sword God of Western Regions".
Eighty years ago, before the "South Sea Sword God" Mo Gucheng closed the door, the most regrettable thing was that he failed to fight the "Western Sword God" Master Jianglong.
The sword technique of descending dragon and the sword technique of Qinglian of the Mo family, known as "the peerless twin arrogance", are both pure Yang sword techniques with great attack power and great combination.
It's a pity that due to various historical reasons, Mo Gucheng and Master Jianglong, the two sword gods who rose almost at the same time, have never fought against each other.
This is also the thing that Master Jianglong feels most regrettable over the past 100 years.
Invincible, how lonely
At the power level of Master Jianglong, he no longer needs any battle to prove his peerless martial arts.
But in life, you need to find something to do after all, so that it won't look so boring.
So Master Jiang Long spent a hundred years and cultivated many outstanding swordsmen.
In the memory of the world, Master Jianglong will send a disciple out of the mountain every twenty years or so.
But what no one knows is that in fact, Master Jianglong trains four swordsmen every two decades.
And every time the swordsman sent out of the mountain was the youngest and weakest swordsman.
This swordsman was sent out of the mountain because he needed to go through mundane hardships to wash away the lead blooms and become a true peerless swordsman.
Among the four swordsmen of the generation seeking invincibility, seeking invincibility is the youngest and the weakest.
Of course, being invincible is a talent that is unparalleled forever, and everyone is full of expectations for his future achievements.
But as far as the current force is concerned, among the four swordsmen of this generation, seeking invincibility is the weakest.
Among the Four Musketeers, the strongest person is Grand Sister Hong Wugui.
Secondly, the second brother Hei Invincible.
In the end, it was the Third Junior Brother Bai Wuji.
But in fact, if you really fight, Hei Wuzhen may be stronger!
Because Hei Wudi is a top-level master of horizontal training!
However, the enemy that the woman in red can kill, Hei Wudi will definitely not be able to kill.
The reason is simple, because the woman in red draws her sword very fast, so fast is unimaginable!
Dalin Temple is so big that it is unimaginable, and it becomes a kingdom by itself.
Moreover, this kingdom secretly controls the entire Western Regions through spiritual beliefs.
Even in many countries in Southeast Asia, Dalin Temple is also the spiritual belief of many martial arts masters.
Where there are people, there will naturally be rivers and lakes.
Where there are rivers and lakes, there will naturally be fights.
Dalin Temple is divided into seventy-two major factions. Different factions will fight each other because of their beliefs, ideas, and even competition for disciples, resources, power, and techniques.
Moreover, this kind of infighting is endless and dead at every turn!
This cruel training system resulted in Dalin Temple being isolated from the rest of the world, but it still maintained a huge fighting capacity.
Master Jianglong can go to this day, killing countless people along the way, and stepping on the sea of blood on the corpse mountain, and then he has stood at the pinnacle.
And all of his disciples, all of them raised gu, and stood out one after another.
And the people who can become the Four Great Swordsmen, behind them, all lay tired bones.
"No regrets, you are proficient in assassination. As a teacher, you will be sent to the north and south to kill that Long Aotian, holding his head, in order to pay tribute to the spirit of your little brother in the sky."
"Yes, Master."
When the words fell, the woman in red nodded quickly, and couldn't help holding the Jingfeng Sword in her hand tightly.
"Wuji, you are a scholar, proficient in resourcefulness, and asked you to go down the mountain to the Ba clan, and together with your senior brother Bart, assist Danba Khan's career and accelerate his great cause of dominating the Western Regions."
"Yes, Master."
When the words fell, the scholar in white clasped his fist and said, holding the Jingyun sword in his hand.
"Master, what about me?" The burly man in black was anxious holding the Heaven-shaking Sword.
"you… ?"
Hearing this, Master Jianglong frowned slightly, and said coldly: "You go to Jianzhong to practice swordsmanship. If you can't integrate with the Shaking Sword, you don't want to come out."
what
Hearing this, the brawny man in black was dumbfounded.
"Second brother, the master has high expectations of you, and your Heaven-shaking Sword is the strongest."
The scholar in white said with a smile: "When you merge with the Sword of Heaven, it will be the time when you will be shocked by the world."
"That's good." The strong man in black nodded, holding the Shocking Sword in his arms, and went straight to the sword to practice swordsmanship.
"Wuji, your second brother must have half of your wisdom, and the poor monk doesn't need to worry so much."
Looking silently at the back of the brawny man in black, Master Jiang Long sighed.
Among the four major disciples of Master Jianglong, the martial arts talent of Hei Wuzhen is not inferior to seeking invincibility.
But Hei Wudi has a tendon in his head, and he doesn't know how to work around, making his life a mess.
Fortunately, Hei Wudi's martial arts is high enough, so high that people can ignore his shortcomings.
"Master, the second brother is a man of good temperament, so don't worry about him too much."
The scholar in white clothes smiled and said: "The world of martial arts, different routes will lead to the same goal, and anyone who can advance to the innate will open up wisdom."
"The second brother is dedicated to practicing martial arts. When he enters the innate in the future, his wisdom is naturally extraordinary."
Ok!
Hearing this, Master Jianglong nodded, his eyes looked leisurely and fascinated:
"All the disciples of my Dalin Temple have only one ultimate goal of practicing martial arts, and there is only one, and that is advanced innate!"
"Because I am the founder of Dalin Temple, who has historical records, and is the only one who has stepped into the innate powerhouse."
As soon as Master Jianglong said this, all the disciples were fascinated and fascinated.
Innate, what a wonderful word, how intoxicating!
"Master, Danpa Khan is assisted by Brother Bart, what shall I do in the past?" The student in white clothes tentatively asked.
"Although Bart is powerful, he is the person from Jianglongtang after all."
Caressing the white beard, Master Jianglong said coldly: "The Western Regions in the future belong to the era of Danba Khan."
"Bart is a military commander, you are a civil servant, you two can achieve a balance, and you can also contain and support each other."
"Dan Ba Khan is a generation of heroes. It is absolutely impossible for him to give power to only one person."
"Wuji, you remember, you have to use the power of Danba Khan to prepare for the future attack on the North Ming and the Central Plains."
Hearing this, Bai Wuji shook his whole body and couldn't help sweating on his forehead: "Master, you..."
"The poor monk not only wants Long Aotian to die, but also the entire Bei Ming, to be buried for the undefeated!"
Click!
With fists clenched, Master Jianglong said each word in a cold tone.
…
Beiming, Putuo Island.
Under the peach blossom tree, the fallen leaves are colorful and the grass is poignant.
"Teacher." Deng Jiuling stood with his hands down, his eyes worried.
"You won and you are invincible, and to promote my reputation in the martial arts of the world, this is a good thing, why is it so?" Professor Sun said with a smile while stroking the white beard.
"Teacher, when I was in the medicine pool, when I received the inheritance, I got an innate sword." Deng Jiuling said.
"I know." Professor Sun said lightly, disapprovingly:
"What you got is the inheritance of my Sun Sect. If you don't know it, how can you be the master of this Sun Sect?"
"Even that got the Sun Sect's Wordless Book, the old man knew it very well."
When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling's expression suddenly changed.