Talisman Emperor

Chen Xi smiled slightly and stabbed out with a sword.

Boo!

The purple bamboo branches were held in Chen Xi's hands like having life, steaming up a sword to kill the brute force, pinching the wind, sea and rain, and destroying it.

Wow!

Time and space were like a scroll, torn out of a straight line, pointing straight at the young man.

Mm-hmm.

The young man's eyes stirred. I didn't expect Chen Xiao to say to do it.

Subconsciously, he drew his sword and slaughtered it.

Boom!

Alarmingly, Chen Xiaoming's bamboo branch shook the young man's bronze ancient sword with a hard touch.

“Huh!”

The young man's face was so heavy that he didn't take advantage of anything, which made him angry.

A young man who had just advanced to the realm of the ancestral gods and was using a bamboo branch, it would be disgraceful if he could not be surrendered.

Boo!

However, without waiting for his reaction, Chen Xi stabbed a sword again, and the purple bamboo branches such as electricity, such as light, such as the wind of nothingness, suddenly pointed directly at the young man's eyebrows.

Too fast!

Young people had no time to evade and could only resist with their swords.

Boom, his whole person was shocked and retreated a few steps, which made his face much darker and his eyes filled with anger.

The other party is aggressive, I didn't even look at myself, it's a little too much!

Buzz!

In his palm, the ancient bronze sword sang, steaming the fierce divine glow, and actively killed.

But just for a moment, he stopped everything, and the whole person was stiff there, and his face was stuck.

Because of a piece of purple bamboo, I don't know when it has reached his throat, just an inch away, I can easily pierce his throat!

All the monks nearby were shocked.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, it was just a few breaths away, and Chen Xiao just stabbed out three swords and defeated his opponent!

It was all too fast, and Chen Xiao showed the power of swordplay, more than they could have imagined.

Fortunately, this is just a consultation, both sides restrained, did not use all their power, but simply chose to fight on the swordplay force, otherwise if all the fighting was fought, this purple bamboo forest would be destroyed in an instant.

The atmosphere was silent and the crows were silent.

A drop of yellow bean-like cold sweat leached from the young man's forehead and crossed his cheek.

His face looked so ugly, he couldn't move, his eyes were filled with incredible colors, only three swords, he actually lost!?

This made him unacceptable. Since he had been practicing swords at a young age, he had been intoxicated by them and practiced them until now, they had become an integral part of his life.

And precisely because of this obsession, a thousand years ago, he worked to make Kendo the realm of the Sword Emperor. He was shocked and hailed as a remarkable and brilliant figure on the path of Kendo.

But only he knew that his enlightenment of Kendo was in a state of stagnation after he was promoted to the realm of the Sword Emperor.

No matter how hard he tried, no matter how many high seniors he asked, he could not solve this dilemma once and for all.

So he finally arrived here, with the help of an old antique, to ask too much about the subjectivity.

However, he had no idea that he would be defeated by a young man who fought with purple bamboo in his hand!

Besides, he was defeated by one of his best and proudest swordwalks!

It all hit him so hard that he could almost start questioning the swordplay he had been obsessed with all his life.

How did that happen?

Why is that?

In his heart, the same doubts are constantly echoed, and his eyes become more and more obscure.

“Humph! Swordsman, I'd rather not bend, not flinch, just because you bear it, and talk about Swordsmanship?” Chilling, whispering coldly.

It's like a thunder blowing in your ear, awakening young people violently from that frustration.

He couldn't help but breathe heavily, his heart palpitated, and he knew that he was so obsessed with the sword that he had an unconscious little demon in his heart. Today, after this heavy blow, his heart God shook, he almost went into the demon.

If he doesn't speak the truth, wake him up and fear that his path will be dispersed.

“Promised. ”

Chen Xiao glanced at each other and dropped a handful of purple bamboo.

“I lost. ”

Youth decadent.

Everyone also had relatives, but looked into Chen Xi's eyes, but hidden in surprise.

They have all judged that Chen Xi's cultivation on the sword path, at least far beyond that of the young man, exceeds exactly how many, but nobody dares to make a decision.

“When you get out of failure, when your understanding of Kendo breaks through again, you can't walk away. ”

Old Bai fluttered the next sentence and no longer cared for the young man.

“Thanks for pointing that out. ”

The youth remained silent for a long time, and suddenly the divine colour became calm, and his eyes glanced at Chen Xi: “Daoyou, dare you ask me if you can take me as a disciple? ”

In a nutshell, everyone blows the pot. Is this guy crazy?

“No.”

Chen Xi answered very directly, without hesitation, but the next sentence suddenly brightened the young man's eyes.

“You have your way, I have my way, you can try to go beyond me, and I'm waiting for that day to come. ”

“Yes, I will. ”

As the youth took a deep breath, the divine colour became firm and turned to float.

“Daoyou, my name is Ren Huanyu, one day I will come back to you, and then... I will teach you your swordplay! ”

“Ren Huanwoo? That's a good name. ”

Chen Xiao smiled and didn't think it would be that easy to go beyond yourself.

……

When Ren Huanyu left, the atmosphere in the field was not silent, but became agitated, and many monks couldn't wait.

“Daoyou, I have Sanwei magic potion that meets your requirements, and please give me a lesson. ”

“Let me go first, I have seven types of talents that meet the requirements. Besides, I arrive here earlier than you, in line, and I'm here first. ”

“Quiet, let my husband come first. ”

Many of the monks screamed and poured toward the old white, fighting for fear.

After what happened to the beastly men and Ren Huanyu, they have been convinced of the old white means, and will no longer choose to watch the wall at this time.

With that clear mind, he gave Chen Xi a brain of the gods he possessed. "Daoyou, five of these gods are what you need, and some other small things, counting as some of the following thoughts, please laugh. ”

Naturally, this person became the third target of the old white finger.

The more the scene and the more the scene, the more proud the white, the taller the head, the backrest of the hands, the more proud and dessert.

“Don't argue, all who possess divine talent line up, Ancestor, I'm making an exception today, pointing the finger at you. ”

“As for those who don't have any talent, don't be upset. You can take some of the treasures as a reward, but you'll have to be at the end of the line. Ancestor, I'll give you different pointers depending on the situation. ”

Old white spit flies across, fingers and feet on all the monks, pointing at the river and mountains, wave the appearance of the fangs, the scenery is endless.

But surprisingly, the monks were not dissatisfied, apparently worried about pissing off the whites and not getting pointers.

This made Chen Xi and Yu-chul's empress look at it for a while. A group of unpredictable monks whose backs and scenery were not simple, even the emperor's kingdom existed, are now treated by a sick old bird. It is truly emotional.

However, Old White is also a true talent. Between the three words, the difficult problems of the monks are solved and a needle of blood is given, so that its image in the hearts of the monks is slowly elevated.

Even after a number of monks got their pointers, they cried with joy, shouting "superiors” and the scene was very touching.

In short, the atmosphere that followed was very solemn and sacred, and a monk listened to the unruly Daoist, admired the old white, and fell on his knees to worship.

Old Bai, too, is a tall man who talks about the wind, but Chen Xiao finds out that the old bird is only afraid of the bubbles already in his heart.

……

“Ma'am, that bird is amazing. ”

The purple bamboo forest is far away. Somehow, the maiden and wisdom stood there. At this time, wisdom and wisdom could not help but marvel at the scene of those monks pointing white and white.

“It is truly remarkable, intelligent, you have heard of a kind of spiritual being born in chaos. It is born with a good heart of nine knowledges. With a little extra practice, you can Bogu Tong today, know what is happening in the heavens, clearly recognize the ways of the world, called the Master of the Spirit. ”

The maiden's voice was faint, with a hint of depth.

Huixiang was surprised: "Mother, is that the bird you said? ”

“It's not too far from here. ”

Mother didn't deny it.

For a while, Wisdom couldn't help but mumble: “If it is so powerful, how can it be repaired only by the Spiritual Realm? ”

“The number of avenues is more than enough to make up for the deficiencies. It is too much of a genius to be jealous. ”

Grandmother said a few words and turned around. “Come back with me, the little one has spelled it out so well, we should prepare something too. ”

“But to refine the Spirit of Life Dan? ”

Huixuang hastily chased up.

“It's too early. ”

……

Full seven days.

With the three inches of white tongue, he finally sent all the monks away.

What kept Chen Xi silent was that his old white mouth kept twisting for seven days and seven nights. It seemed like he didn't get tired. Until then, everything was over, and he still looked like he had never finished his mind.

How lonely this old bird used to be!

“Unfortunately, we barely have more than twenty talents, and more than eighty talents are still missing.” Empress Yu-chul counted the “spoils” of the seven days of old and white, and was somewhat disappointed.

“It's already very good, at least besides these, we've searched a lot of other treasures and completed our first mission, which is already very difficult. ”

Chen Xiao smiled.

Empress Yu-chul nodded and asked: "What are you going to do next? ”

Chen Xiaobao thought, “Yu-chul, do you remember that ‘Lin Lambao City'? ”