0809. The Secret of Xianmen?

Time was limited, so Li Mu didn't want to have too much fuss and compromise with Old Jian, and settled the matter directly and neatly.

This straight-forward approach made Old Man Jian slightly startled.

It had been too long in his life that he had never seen such a confident young man in front of him. His temperament was more like that of an old man with a thousand years of life who was unfazed by all the favors and humiliations he had experienced after the death of Qian Fan. No, Like a frizzy young man in his twenties.

Can such a person come out of this mortal world?

A question that he had never considered carefully before flashed in Old Jian's mind.

Could this Li Mu be a descendant of the world who was painstakingly cultivated by a certain sect in the small world of Mingshan?

But the thought passed away in a flash.

I can’t care about so much anymore.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Today's events are no longer within his control.

Old Man Jian stood on the high platform, looked at Li Mu, smiled on his face, and said: "These days, I have received some bad news from the Songshan World, and it is related to you. I don't know..."

Li Mu said: "You don't need to talk nonsense anymore. I destroyed the Songshan World, and I destroyed your Mingxin Sword Sect. Are the people you sent unable to return to the Songshan World? I sealed it... I did it all, do you have anything else to ask?”

The whole place was in an uproar.

No one expected that this young monk from the mortal world would be so crisp and neat, almost arrogant.

The Immortal Taoist Priest and the little Taoist boy next to him looked at each other, with expressions of 'unsurprising' in their eyes.

They are people who have seen Li Mu's ability and temper.

They also know that Li Mu is a very proud person.

And often proud people are also synonymous with arrogance and directness.

Countless monks in the audience, who came from famous mountains and rivers, from all over the world, from the vast oceans and all the continents, were all interested. All their eyes moved back and forth on Li Mu and Old Man Jian, waiting for things to happen. down development.

"Okay." Old Jian's voice became colder and he said, "Today, I want to ask you first, do I, the Mingxin Sword Sect, have any past enmity with you?"

"No." Li Mu shook his head.

"Is there any resentment recently?" Old Jian asked again.

Li Mu shook his head again.

Old Man Jian said angrily: "Then why did you step on my mountain gate, kill my disciples, and cut off my family?"

Li Mu said: "Uphold justice and do justice for heaven."

Old Man Jian laughed angrily and said: "Justice? The way of heaven? Ignorant young man, arrogant person, do you know what justice is and what the way of heaven is?"

Li Mu smiled and said: "I knew you would ask such a nutritious and self-indulgent question, so I might as well answer you once." Li Mu pointed at himself and said: "Remember this face, remember what I said. , From now on, what I think is right is justice, and what my sword upholds is the way of heaven."

The whole place was in an uproar, like hot oil boiling in a cauldron.

"It's so...crazy." The Immortal Taoist opened his mouth.

The little Taoist boy sat on the steps with a smile, his legs hanging at the bottom, kicking and hitting him casually, and said: "After all, he is the descendant of that one."

"It seems that there is really a lot of fun today." A trace of expectation appeared on the corner of the Immortal Taoist Priest's mouth.

At this time, Li Mu scanned the various cultivators on the surrounding steps and said to everyone seriously: "I would like to add that what I said just now is not only for him, but also for all of you. That said, I hope you can put away your sense of superiority, and it’s best not to cause trouble in the secular world, otherwise, don’t say it’s unforeseen.”

This sentence is like adding a handful of salt to the boiling oil pan.

Suddenly, all the monks became angry.

This is a naked and active provocation.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Can I interpret your words as a challenge?"

"Huh, clown, frog in the well."

"kill him."

"The secular world? Ignorant ordinary people are like leeks. If you cut off a stubble at will, another one will grow back. Even if you kill them all, they will grow again and uphold justice for the secular world? Are you kidding me?"

Various words, and even vibrating power fluctuations, filled the air around the Sword Forum.

Many people have the urge to take action to punish this boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

But in the end no one really took action.

Because Old Man Jian came to the center of the square in person.

"Little guy, just based on your few words, you and your master will be exterminated... You are not good enough, let your master do it." Old Jian said: "Lest others say that I bully children ."

He has withered white hair, a plain face, and barely smooth skin. He must have been tall and burly when he was young, but now he is slightly stooped. Time is ruthless like a carving knife, no matter how outstanding the talent is, no matter how powerful the body is. , couldn't stand the carving of the carving knife, and fell down.

There is a lifespan limit in the famous mountain world, which is called a curse by the ancient monks. The upper limit is said to be one thousand years.

It is said that Old Man Jian has lived for nearly a thousand years and is about to die. It stands to reason that he has been a decrepit old man for a long time. The ability to maintain his appearance at this time is mainly due to his excellent cultivation. But no matter how strong his cultivation is, it will not matter. Can it go against the will of heaven?

Li Mu shook his head and said: "Fight with my master? You are still far away... The crimes committed by the Mingxin Sword Sect in the world of Songshan are too numerous to describe. The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Your character is low. , one can imagine, but since you are older, I will take a move from you, and after one move, you can wish yourself good luck."

Old Man Jian laughed.

"Okay, then I will kill you first and then go to your master to settle the score. You are so arrogant at a young age. If you grow up, it will be fine. Your master has not been able to discipline you well. It is hard to escape the blame. I will send you away Master and disciple, let’s go on the road together.”

He made a sword trick.

Within the whole week, there were sudden sounds of swords.

The melodious sword energy burst out from the old man's body, as if he was a peerless divine sword.

"kill."

The old swordsman opened his mouth and spat out, whistling into a sword energy, white as frost, like a stinging lightning, slashing towards Li Mu.

Li Mu stood there, motionless.

The white sword energy struck directly between Li Mu's eyebrows, like mist hitting a solid wall, dissipating and breaking.

"What?"

Old Man Jian was extremely shocked.

There was also an uncontrollable exclamation in the Jian Lun Square.

If they hadn't known that there was a deep hatred between Old Man Jian and Li Mu, many monks would have thought that the two of them were acting together.

"Getting stronger again."

The immortal Taoist priest was slightly surprised.

"He seems to be getting stronger every moment."

The little Taoist boy also touched his chin, thoughtfully.

"One move is over. Now, it's my turn." Li Mu slowly summoned the [Reincarnation Knife].

During his battle with the Immortal Taoist that day, he inspired the seventh form of the Zhenwu Fist [Laughing Immortal Demon] and used it to refine his body. In these short days, his physical strength increased to a higher level, like an immortal golden god. Iron, it couldn't be easier to catch Old Man Jian's sword attack head on.

And he also tried this move, and the old man Jian's cultivation level was about at the high level of King Realm, not at the peak level.

"The strongest person in the world in Songshan is nothing more than that."

Li Mu drew his sword.

With one strike of the sword, there is no obstacle in the way of the mountains.

People follow the knife.

The thirty-meter distance between the two people was swept by like a strong wind.

The old swordsman only thought that the opponent's moves were extremely ordinary, and his power was not amazing. He was about to laugh, when suddenly the power of the sword gathered, and he saw that the sword in his sight burst out with boundary-breaking power. Wherever the blade passed, everything was Because of the two pieces, unprecedented vigilance and panic enveloped him instantly.

"No... Soul Eater, come out."

Old Man Jian roared.

A bright red sword shadow transformed from his body.

It seemed like a long sword condensed with blood, full of evil aura. The blood ripples spread out like a churning pool of blood, transforming into a magical ancient symbol. It was huge, like a giant shield, blocking the old man's body from behind. .

boom!

Li Mu stood on the huge ancient shield with a sword.

The huge shield that had high hopes was instantly shattered.

Also broken together were the long sword condensed with blood, and the rickety body of the sword old man.

Blood mist filled the air.

"Huh?"

Li Mu sheathed the knife and stood with the knife in his arms, a look of surprise on his face.

Although Old Man Jian is dead, the fluctuations in his life have not dissipated. Instead, they are growing crazily like a spring in a rainstorm. They are even stronger than when his body was intact before. If Old Man Jian's aura was like the sun was fading before, then at this time, it is completely It means that the bright sun is in the sky.

"Hahahahaha..."

Old Man Jian's loud laughter vibrated in the air.

At first, the sound sounded like that of an old man, then it soon became like that of a mature man, and finally it sounded like that of a young man, full of vitality, and the sound became longer and longer.

The blood mist flowed and boiled like boiling water.

Then it shrinks rapidly.

Finally, he transformed into a handsome young man with a tall figure, a tall and straight posture, black hair like a waterfall, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a rich spirit like jade. Like the scorching sun at noon, the energy and blood are boiling and vigorous, like a surging ocean.

"I didn't want to go back to my roots so early."

His expression and brows were full of confidence.

"Li Mu, you forced me to perform the ultimate secret. You, who came from the mortal world, are worthy of pride. However, everything ends here. Mortals in the mortal world are mortals after all. They are like wild birds, even if they fly on a branch , and will not become a phoenix."

This young man, as rich as jade, is exactly the old swordsman in his prime state.

His youthful appearance has been restored, and his strength has increased exponentially. His aura is more than three or four times stronger than before.

At this time, it has reached the peak of the king's realm.

"The Immortal Sect's methods are beyond your imagination."

Old Jian laughed with arrogance.

"If you walk honestly in the mortal world, you may be called invincible, but in the real world of immortal cultivation, you are not even as good as a child, so you want to dominate? A young man like you who doesn't know how high the sky is, I have seen too many. Over the years, they have all died, and today, you are no exception. I..."

Old Man Jian said with great confidence.

call out!

The sword flashed.

A line of blood appeared on his neck.

"There's so much nonsense," Li Mu put away his knife: "The secret of the Immortal Sect? In my eyes, it's not as good as pediatrics."

He has seen more so-called immortal sects than he had killed before he was fourteen years old.