"I felt that there was a thunder surging before, and I knew that something must have happened here. The so-called thunder is a catastrophe, and the catastrophe is inevitable. In ancient times, cultivators had to go through a baptism of heaven. Those who could survive could reach the top and become immortals. Those who could not survive would be destroyed directly, and their souls would not be left. However, I have never seen it, and they all knew from books. Later, the way of heaven changed and the path to becoming an immortal became much easier, at least there was no need to pass the catastrophe. When I was studying, I thought it was a fabrication, but I didn't expect that there was a catastrophe of heaven in this world... "

The man from Qiushui laughed: "So I rushed here immediately, and I was still a little nervous, thinking about seeing some master or land god..."

Fahai on the opposite side also smiled: "Don't talk about you, even I was so scared that I didn't dare to move. It turned out that the thunder that day was called Tianjie. This name is very appropriate, but it was just that. It was cut open by my master's sword energy."

Qiushui Shangren and Fahai Suan hit it off at first sight, and at this moment he whispered: "Is your master an immortal?"

Fahai shook his head: "Man."

"Man?" His tone was disbelief, and Master Qiushui asked again: "What kind of cultivation is it?"

"Cultivation? It seems to be refining qi..." Fahai said truthfully.

"Hey, why are you talking nonsense? You can resist thunder and cut open the thunder clouds? How could you refine your energy? If we drink, we should punish you for this sentence."

"The master said that drinking is a mistake, so you can't drink." Fahai shook his head with a serious face.

"That's right, by the way, sword energy cuts the sky, then your master's sword cultivation is very high, right?" Master Qiushui asked again, and this time Fahai nodded: "It's very high."

“How tall is it?”

Fahai suddenly got stuck.

He hasn't learned this quantifier to describe kendo and has never heard of it, but he racked his brains and thought about it, but he still thought of a metaphor.

"Anyway, no one can match it. Anyway, since I remember, the master has never lost since I was able to remember." After Fahai said that, Master Qiushui was shocked.

He thought that the sea would have to be able to be upward at the age of three hundred, or even four hundred. Since I remember, I have never seen his master lose in the kendo?

What kind of strength is this?

Just thinking about it makes people feel numb, which shows that four hundred years ago, the master was a master of kendo.

How high will this cultivation level be after four hundred years?

I'm afraid I'm not an immortal, so there's almost no difference.

Obviously, Master Qiu Shui never expected that Fahai was born for a few years.

"I understand, is your master a sword immortal?" Master Qiushui asked, Fahai thought for a moment, and nodded: "I feel it is almost the same."

The two talked in a very harmonious manner.

Originally, Master Qiushui said that he would visit the "master" in Fahai's mouth, but Fahai stopped him, and later he said that the master was in seclusion and could not be disturbed.

The man from Qiushui thought about it and stopped insisting.

It is a great sin to disturb the sword immortal's in-depth cultivation. If it makes people unhappy, they may have life worries.

"It's a pity that I practice both Taoism and Buddhism, and I am also trying to comprehend the truth of swordsmanship. To be honest, I am also a swordsmanship. I originally planned to ask this senior about swordsmanship, but it seems that I have no fate."

The person on Qiushui flipped his hand and took out a sword.

This is his Qiushui sword.

His name also borrowed the name of the sword.

Fahai is honest.

"You can ask when my master comes out of seclusion."

"Take it seriously?" Qiushui Shangren was overjoyed. He was waiting for this sentence. Seeing Fahai nodding, he hurriedly said, "I'll ask you to recommend me at that time."

...

Since yesterday, this Qiushui people will come every day.

In addition to Master Qiu Shui, many other monks have also come to pay homage to Xu Jianxian in the past two days.

The name of "Xu Jianxian" was spoken by Master Qiushui and soon became well-known. After all, Master Qiushui, a casual cultivator, is already well-known.

Not only the monks of the right path will come, but also the monks of the evil sect will come.

On the fourth day, a black-clothed evil cultivator riding a giant flying centipede arrived, and then a black-faced Taoist priest wearing a skeleton dressed in a skeleton robe arrived.

For a moment, outside the Sanhe Sword Sect, there were gatherings of monks, righteous and evil sects, and different clothes. If Xu Xian saw it, he would definitely think that this was a holy place for internet celebrities to check in.

Of course there are still many people with the right path.

The monks who hated the water sect came, and a few old Taoists came to Lishan Sect, and even the one-of-a-kind Taoist sect in Jiuxizhou came to find out the truth.

Among them are monks from Yanshan Sect and Shencang Sect.

These two sects are the ones standing at the top of Jiuxizhou. They can participate in the Taoist conference and also win the top 20 sects.

The status of the sect is high, so the status of the monks in the sect is naturally high.

Even if this time the only ones came to Yanshan Sect and the middle-level monks in Shencang Sect, when they came, all the righteous Taoist monks all came forward to salute.

A few evil monks are exceptions.

Some maverick casual cultivators, such as Qiushui, are the same.

The evil cultivators naturally looked down on all the righteous people. This time they came because they heard about the deeds of Xu Jianxian killing the sky.

Since ancient times, heaven has been respected.

Evil cultivators are even more unique. In layman's terms, they use any means and do not set a bottom line. In their opinion, those who can disrespect the world must be their fellow practitioners.

So they also came to pilgrimage.

"Hmph, those who can use sword energy to kill the sky must be an evil sword immortal with a profound cultivation. He is unruly and kills people like numb." An evil cultivator who stepped on the huge centipede beast said with a faint smile.

"No, not bad, it's better for the Evil Sword Immortal to take action later and kill these guys who claim to be a famous and upright sect. I'll dislike them for the old devil." The evil old man wearing a skeleton robe also said in a dark voice.

"Especially the Yanshan Sect and Shencang Sect, what's the matter? I never dare to do evil things or behave in it, nor do I do one thing on the surface. But these two sects have similar smells and do all the bad things, but they regard themselves as famous and upright sects, which is shameless." The old man in the skeleton robe cursed again, obviously having an old grudge with the Shencang Sect.

These two are the best among the evil monks. Other evil monks respect these two. A large group of people stand together is also quite powerful.

"Old man Baibo, don't talk nonsense there. Believe it or not, I will kill you, the old devil under the sword today?" An old man from Yanshan Sect scolded angrily.

It was really that the other party’s voice was too loud, and everyone heard it. As a member of Yanshan Sect, how could a big devil humiliate the sect?

"Brother Bo Qun, what else can I say to such evil demons and heretics? If you want me to see, kill them directly and practice the way for heaven." A middle-aged monk from the Shencang Sect also drew his sword and was covered in evil spirits.

But no matter how hard they really take action, they have to think about it. Those evil demons can be free for hundreds of years, and it is impossible for them to have no two brushes in their hands. Even their sect leader took action, but they were all escaped by these two demons.
Chapter completed!