Chapter 741: One Sword Becomes Ten Thousand Swords

The Taoist Xiantian is immersed in the memories of 120,000 years ago, and the Taoist Buyu holds a brush to record the memoirs of the Taoist Xiantian. If the content recorded by the Taoist Buyu is not included, this is a picture of harmony between elders and young.

The Taoist Xiantian kept talking from dawn to dusk. He stopped after the kebabs he had eaten for lunch were all digested.

Lu Yang and Gan Tian glanced at the things recorded by their master with their spiritual senses. They were worried that the Xiantian Taoist would not be able to accept the too advanced propaganda concepts of the Buyu Taoist and would make outrageous actions such as the ancestors violently beating unworthy descendants. They tacitly agreed not to mention this matter. speak out.

Moreover, what Master recorded cannot be said to be wrong. At the very least, every sentence was said by a Taoist innate, and at most it could be said to be slightly polished.

"Second Senior Brother's ability to confuse right and wrong was learned from Master." Third Senior Sister used her spiritual consciousness to transmit her voice.

The second senior brother has learned all the bad things about Taoist Buyu. No wonder he has a bad reputation in the Western Buddhist country.

"Second Senior Brother learned it from Master, so where did Master learn this skill?"

"Didn't the Eighth Elder say that the Master is the one who gets drunk every time he poops and urinates?"

"What about the Eighth Elder? Our master doesn't seem to have this kind of character?"

"Self taught."

"What a gift."

The Xiantian Taoist had not yet begun to practice, so he had no spiritual consciousness. However, he quickly recorded the words of the Taoist in Kanyu, and even recorded them densely for several pages. He knew that the contemporary sect leader had recorded everything he said, and he was quite satisfied. The nodded.

"Do a good job, I'm optimistic about you."

It's rare that someone doesn't dislike his verbosity and is willing to listen to him talk about history. Taoist Xiantian is in a good mood.

The Taoist Xiantian and the Taoist Kanyu became more and more pleasing to the eye. Of course, it may also be because both of them are easily lost.

Buyu Taoist received the respect of the Patriarch and immediately expressed his position: "Grandmaster, don't worry, I will definitely publicize your glorious deeds of establishing the Taoist Sect!"

"Okay, okay, our sect has people like you, so why worry about it!"

"By the way, Patriarch, do you know where Grandmaster Hanhai is?" Taoist Buyu hadn't finished worshiping at the pier yet.

Taoist Xiantian shook his head: "I don't know."

Since the Taoist sect is so big and there is no contact information for Daojun Hanhai, no one can find Daojun Hanhai.

"By the way, your eldest disciple and the previous sect master may be able to find Hanhai."

Taoist Buyu grinned and did not answer the question. Who didn't know that Xiaozhi and Master must know where Taoist Master Hanhai was.

"It's getting late, I'll go back first." Taoist Xiantian yawned, and after a long time, he was tired.

"I'm here to see you off." Taoist Buyu said enthusiastically. He was not afraid of revealing Taoist Xiantian's identity when sending him off. After all, Taoist Xiantian's external identity was that of Daojun Hanhai, and he was ranked second in the Taoist sect.

After seeing off Taoist Xiantian, Taoist Buyu returned to Tianmen Peak: "Come on, come on, you two, tell us what happened since I left last time?"

The major events such as Demon Realm and Half-Immortal that Taoist Buyu heard about along the way were all related to Lu Yang. Now that he had the opportunity to ask the person involved, he didn't hurry up and ask.

The last time Taoist Wuyu came back, it was just after the Gang Sect's celebration. At that time, Lu Yang was in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Now Lu Yang is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. A lot of things happened during this period.

After all, it was personal experience, and Lu Yang talked endlessly.

As he was talking, Lu Yang realized something was wrong: "Wait a minute, hasn't it only been a little over a year since I went from the middle stage of the Golden Core to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul? How come so many things have happened?"

Taoist Fuyu was happy to hear this. These are all the materials for storytelling. This is much richer than the experience of the ancestor.

Grandmaster, that means it is difficult for the sect to be established, and it is a game with monks of the same realm.

Looking at Lu Yang, although he is only at the Nascent Soul stage, the enemies he provokes are starting from the Tribulation Stage. If he is lucky, he can even fight off two semi-immortals.

Lu Yang's ability to get things done would have led to the demise of Yu by 20,000 years ago.

At that time, the Imperial Master of Dayu was only at the level of the Tribulation Stage.

"...I'm quite surprised that Wanfa Taoist kowtowed so suddenly." Lu Yang naturally couldn't tell anyone about the Immortal Fairy and insisted that it was just a coincidence.

But in the eyes of Taoist Buyu, whether it is a coincidence or not is not important.

"Okay, let's take a day off. Tomorrow I will teach you the swordsmanship. One sword can transform ten thousand swords."

The last time Taoist Wuyu returned to his sect, he wanted to teach this move, but Lu Yang's cultivation level was not good enough. This move requires someone to be at the God Transformation stage, and Lu Yang is just qualified now.

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In the early morning, Lu Yang was in high spirits, wearing training clothes and holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand.

"Originally, I wanted to teach you how to combine swords into one and how to transform one sword into ten thousand swords. But if you don't want to learn how to combine swords and humans, then I'll give up."

"You have achieved the prerequisites: the sword moves with the heart, the state of mind is clear, the energy and sword blend together, and movement and stillness become one."

Originally, only swordsmanship wizards in the divine transformation stage could reach these four realms. As a sword spirit root, Lu Yang had already reached these realms when he understood the swordsmanship.

"Be clear in mind, abandon distracting thoughts, focus on the sword, drive the sword energy to leave the body and transform, integrate the spiritual consciousness and the sword energy, realize the free differentiation of the sword energy, and transform thousands of sword energy in one thought."

"like this."

Taoist Wuyu stretched out his index finger, and a line of sword energy jumped out. He shook his index finger slightly, and the shadows left by the sword energy in the air turned into lines of sword energy. Lu Yang was amazed when he saw it. He never thought that sword energy could be used in this way. .

"Sit cross-legged to calm the mind, relax and be natural. The hands must be firmly held, the eyes must be straight, and the Qi circulates around the sky, circulating endlessly..."

Taoist Wuyu also taught swordsmanship and determination.

Lu Yang's talent in swordsmanship is no weaker than that of magic.

With a clatter, accompanied by thousands of sword energies, the Qingfeng Sword came out of the body, like a dragon's roar.

"go!"

Lu Yang shouted softly, and the Qingfeng Sword flew into the sky. Thousands of sword energy flew into the sky together. Thousands of troops and horses were galloping in the sky. Qingfeng Sword was the general who commanded the army!

With a thought from Lu Yang, thousands of sword energy turned into substance, forming thousands of Qingfeng swords.

"It's done!"

Lu Yang put his two fingers together and pressed down. Thousands of green-edged swords fell like rain, with the sound of breaking through the air, and fell to the ground. The grass flew away, the trees collapsed, and the ground was riddled with holes.

If it were a monk in the early stages of becoming a god standing below, he would have been pricked into a hedgehog.

Lu Yang was overjoyed that after just a short while, he had learned how to transform a single sword that had trapped countless kendo geniuses into ten thousand swords.

Taoist Wuyu nodded happily. This young apprentice learned swordsmanship faster than he did before.

Neither the master nor the disciple noticed, and the puppet stared at them secretly.

"If Qingfeng Sword can do it..."

Lu Yang had a new idea, put away the Qingfeng sword and took out the sword washing pool.

"Qi circulates throughout the sky and circulates endlessly... Go!"

The sword-washing pool soared into the sky, and the sky turned into thousands of sword-washing pools, all black and dense, like dark clouds.

"fall!"

The sword-washing pool fell like a meteor shower, hitting the ground with an unavoidable sword intent. The solid ground was dented by the impact, and anyone in the middle stage of transformation would be killed by this set of swordsmanship.

"Sure enough, the sword washing pool is more powerful!"

Taoist Wuyu looked at the sword-washing pool in confusion.

"Why does this thing look so familiar?"