On the small island in the middle of the lake, Chen Xuejian held a long sword in his hand, danced with a green edge, and the seven-step magic sword technique was completed in one go, turning into a move.

"good!"

The old man Tianjian looked at it and couldn't help but say yes: "I didn't expect that you actually did it!"

Chen Xuejian immediately made a very hurt expression: "It turns out that the senior has always been suspicious of me, so sad!"

"No wonder I, who told you to set your swordsmanship so big!"

The old man Tianjian said: "I believe that I don't let anyone have the talent of swordsmanship, but I only dare to ask for a sword to be successful, but you want to understand the sword skills of the world!"

"I have obsession!"

Chen Xuejian smiled and said, "Returning to the Sect of Ten Thousand Swords is not only a pursuit, but also a sentiment. If it is too difficult and changed, then I am not worthy of learning swords!"

"You are really proud, much better than my disciples! If you can practice the seven-step magic sword technique into one sword, it means you have surpassed the ancestors of the Ning family. This is your own sword technique!"

The old man Tianjian sighed and asked again: "Since you have reached this point, I ask you, what stages do you think you have to go through when learning swords?"

"Well!"

Chen Xuejian was stunned and wondered why the old man Tianjian asked a question that everyone knew.

But seeing his serious expression, he replied: "From the current situation in the world of cultivation, it is still the sword technique, sword rhyme, sword spirit, sword heart!"

"wrong!"

The old man Tianjian shook his head and said, "This is a practice of swordsmanship, but it is not a state of mind."

"oh!"

Chen Xuejian immediately stopped and waited respectfully.

"This is my own experience for many years. Maybe it's not the perfect answer, but it's really difficult to do it!"

The old man Tianjian seemed to remember the past and said slowly: "The first time I held a sword was fifteen years old. I felt that it was not difficult to learn swords at that time, but it was rare to learn all the sword techniques I saw!"

"When I reached the age of thirty, I finally did it. No matter what sword technique I could learn as long as it was in my hands."

“This is the first stage!”

The old man Tianjian said, "At this time, I don't have a sense of accomplishment, because I found that it is not difficult to learn all the sword moves. It is rare to understand the advantages and disadvantages of each sword technique!"

Chen Xuejian nodded thoughtfully: "Only by distinguishing the pros and cons, you can know when to use which sword technique is the most suitable!"

"That's right!"

The old man Tianjian nodded: "When I was seventy, I finally did it and understood all the sword techniques I had learned thoroughly, but new problems came again!"

"Those sword techniques are all other people's sword techniques, not mine. It is not difficult to understand these sword techniques, but it is rare to integrate into your own sword techniques!"

Chen Xuejian knew that this was indeed a very valuable experience and immediately asked: "When did you achieve this level?"

"One Hundred and Eighty-seven!"

The old man Tianjian said: "That year, I successfully broke through to the so-called half-immortal realm and created the sword intent of the sky. From then on, no one in the world can defeat me."

Chen Xuejian was fascinated for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Is this the third level of swordsmanship?"

"No? This is just the first three floors, now I'm on the fourth floor!"

The old man Tianjian said: "When I created the Sky Sword Intent, I discovered a big problem. The sword technique I had practiced became an obstacle to my sword path!"

"No matter how I do it, I can always find the shadows of those sword techniques in my Sky Sword Intention."

"I see!"

Chen Xuejian shouted: "So the fourth level is to forget the sword technique and forget all the sword technique you once learned from others!"

"That's right!"

Regarding Chen Xuejian's reference to the following examples, the old man Tianjian showed a very gratifying expression: "Only by doing this can you gather your only sword heart! I haven't arrived yet, but as long as you can help me solve my talent problem, I will definitely do it!"

"Young people will do their best!"

After Chen Xuejian said that, he sighed again: "Others think that senior, you do so many things to defeat the Three Emperors and be invincible in the world. But you don't know that your goal is to surpass yourself and you don't take them seriously at all! Senior, you are really strong among the strong, invincible and powerful, and you can't compare to you at all!"

"Stop flattering!"

The old man Tianjian laughed and scolded: "If you can merge the seven-step magic sword technique into your own sword, you are already in the third realm, and you are better than me. I am barely reaching the first level at your age."

"Now I don't know whether it's good or bad to tell you about this. However, since you have the will to return to the Sect of Ten Thousand Swords, I can help you!"

"help?"

Chen Xuejian was stunned, then reacted, immediately took three steps back, drew his sword in his hand: "Thank you for the tricks of senior!"

The old man Tianjian waved his hand and attacked Chen Xuejian with his long sword in his hand.

"boom!"

On the ring, there was a loud bang, the energy of heaven and earth tumbling and the air waves hit, and Chen Xuejian almost flew out of the ring.

After landing, a large mouthful of blood was spewed out of his mouth.

"I'm afraid it's going to end!"

The audience around them all thought this way. Since Ding Ruxiu sacrificed the sword spirit, Chen Xuejian has been completely suppressed and has no power to fight back.

"Chen Xuejian, what are you doing!"

You Xiaozhi was anxious and shouted loudly.

It would be fine if he really lost, but Chen Xuejian was useless even in Jianxin and didn't do his best.

"But is that?"

Ding Ruxiu sneered, how could he have the usual elegant style?

Chen Xuejian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "Sorry, I'm sorry, I'll distract you!"

The memory clips appear at this time, which is indeed dangerous and distracted him.

“Now is the real beginning!”

Chen Xuejian shouted loudly, his true energy was stirred, and a small sword appeared between his eyebrows.

"Sword Spirit, this sword ghost actually has a sword spirit!"

The audience around him suddenly exclaimed, and many people were even more indescribable jealousy.

Ding Ruxiu came from a famous sect, and with the heart of swords, they could accept it.

Chen Xuejian was just a casual cultivator, a figure like a mud-legged person, and had a sword heart that all sword cultivators might not be able to understand for a lifetime, which made them feel indignant.

The sword heart emerged, the seven-step magic sword technique was activated, and the black flames floated around the body, and the demonic energy soared into the sky.

Ding Ruxiu suddenly laughed excitedly: "Come on, let me see if your magic sword has improved!"

"I won't let you down!"

Chen Xuejian grinned, and the true energy gushed out, wrapped around the green butterfly, and slashed out with a sword.

"Ao!"

It seemed as if the black wolf roared the moon, shaking the world.

This memory was given by the old man Tianjian, which reminded him of many insights in the sword.

Although it took his swordsmanship to a higher level in just a moment.

Sha Polang condensed and became stronger.

"Come on, I want to see through your swordsmanship!"

Ding Ruxiu laughed loudly, waved his hand, and condensed hundreds of swords of energy, hovered into a huge sword shield, and pressed down on Canglang.

"boom!"

After a moment of stalemate, there was a loud bang, and the sword and shield shattered.

"Ao!"
Chapter completed!