The guardian of the sword pavilion was so unfathomable that it caused tremendous pressure on Zhang Ruochen, and beads of sweat kept pouring out of the pores, soaking his back wet.

If it is, his identity is revealed, and it is impossible for him to escape from the sword court alive.

Who would have expected that there was such a terrible existence in the sword pavilion?

The old woman in red stared at Zhang Ruochen, nodded, and said meaningfully: "The disciples of Liangyi Zong have a lot of secrets."

The burial moon sword saint thought that the old lady in red was referring to the inheritance of the Empress of the Thousand Bone, so she did not take it to her heart, saying: "Lin Yue is the first sword wizard of Liang Yizong after the Middle Ages. Yun is also a trivial matter and got some adventures. "

"Also. Since Liang Yizong made such a decision, let him try it, anyway, since ancient times, no one has ever been able to see the words on the swordless spectrum in Yulonglong."

The old lady in red turned around and walked away.

Her footwork seemed slow, but after only four or five steps, she completely disappeared into Zhang Ruochen's sight.

The burial moon sword Saint bowed in the direction that the red-haired old lady left, and said to Zhang Ruochen, "Lin Yue, Granny Begonia is the guardian of the sword pavilion, and her accomplishments on the kendo far exceed that of the saint. At the time, she was still the elderly In this way, this sage can successfully practice Jian Qi and become a sage in one fell swoop. If you encounter her in the future, you must respect her. "

"Thank you Jiansheng for reminding me," Zhang Ruochen said.

The seventh floor of the sword pavilion is completely a very flat and vast world. Even if there are mountains, they are only short hills. However, the center of the seventh floor is a red-brown stone mountain.

The mountain is quite steep, with cliffs on all sides, more than 20,000 meters high, and towering directly into the clouds, like a huge stone sword standing in the center of heaven and earth.

Standing under the stone mountain, the burial moon sword saint looked up, his eyes were quite serious, full of awe, saying: "This is the swordless swordsman, also known as the swordless swordsman." I can feel the huge sword-likeness emanating from the mountain, and I can't see any words or patterns at all. "

Zhang Ruochen had already felt the breath of a huge and incomparable kendo. Looking up, he could even see that a blast of jianqi converged into a river and flew around the swordless mountain without a word, making a "wow" sound.

He never expected that the legend of the wordless swordsmanship was not a book but a rocky mountain.

Funeral Sword of the Moon: "The time flow of the seventh floor of the Sword Pavilion is somewhat different from the outside world. You practice here for eight days, and the outside world only passes one day. The next time, you must enlighten yourself. Six months later, Ben Saint come again to pick you up. "

In the sword pavilion, the time velocity of each floor is different. The more upward, the greater the proportion of time.

Because the time flow rate on the seventh floor of the sword pavilion is too fast, except for the retreat, the burial moon sword sage does not dare to stay here. Staying here is no different from suicide, every moment is consuming your own life.

After the Burial Moon Sword Saint left, Zhang Ruochen walked towards Wuzi Jianshan, stretched out a hand, and carefully touched the hard stone wall below Jianshan.

Later, he released the huge spiritual power into a few light spots, released from the palm of his hand, and was ready to explore the wordless sword mountain.

"Wow!"

The mental force just touched Wujian Jianshan, and was immediately defeated by a powerful kendo force, dissipating invisible.

Zhang Ruochen snorted in his mouth, and immediately withdrew his palms, backing back more than ten steps.

"The powerful Wushan Jianshan is complete with the mental strength of my forty-fifth order now, but in front of it, it looks like an ant."

In Zhang Ruochen's heart, there was a little more awe of Wushan Jianshan.

You know, the source of swordsmanship and sword tactics in the entire Kunlun realm will eventually be traced back to Wujian Jianshan.

It's really unpredictable, how could such a Jianshan with endless kendo appear in the Kunlun world for no reason?

Who the **** created it?

"It is said that the realm of the Holy One must be reached in order to see the words and graphics from the top of Wuzi Jianshan. Is this really the case?"

Zhang Ruochen was a little unbelievable, so he sat under the swordless mountain without words, adjusted his mood, mobilized the sword's heart, and began to concentrate on observation and enlightenment.

The monk's ability to understand Kendo ultimately depends on the level of Kendo.

Although Zhang Ruochen is only a cultivation of Yulong Realm, the realm of Kendo still reaches the high level of clear swordsmanship, which is better than that of some saints.

And his mental strength reaches forty-fifth grade, which is stronger than that of many saints.

Therefore, although his realm is still low, he may not have a chance to see the words on Wushan Jianshan.

Time flies by, and unknowingly, a month has passed.

For a whole month, Zhang Ruochen changed positions seven times in a row, but still found nothing.

In front of his eyes, there will always only be Shishan, Shibi, and some strange patterns, and he can't see any writing swords.

"Is it really because my level is too low?"

Zhang Ruochen was quite reconciled, trying to suppress the impetuousness in his heart, no longer thinking about the sword meeting, nor thinking about the great completion of the sword two.

Even, he closed his eyes and no longer deliberately watched Wushan Jianshan.

Gradually, Zhang Ruochen's state of mind became more and more simple, all impurities were emptied out, and only the pursuit of kendo remained.

This state has been maintained for three months.

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes again, only to find that the whole world had become very dark, and the surroundings were quite empty. It was an endless universe.

"This is where?"

His gaze looked into the distance, and he saw a colorful nebula appearing in front of him, showing the shape of a sword, which looked very magnificent.

The cluster of nebulae is brought together by billions of stars.

Zhang Ruochen showed his body skills and rushed to the horizon. However, his distance from that nebula was too far away, no matter how fast he used to fly, it was no different from standing still.

Just here, Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows flew out of three huge galaxies, intertwined and rotated with each other, rushed out quickly, and soon connected with the "sword" -shaped nebula.

At the same time, on the seventh floor of the sword pavilion, Zhang Ruochen sat below the Wuzi Sword Mountain. Three ancestor swordsmanships flew from his eyebrows and turned into three swords, which completely wrapped the whole Wushan sword mountain.

"Wow!"

The Wujian Sword Mountain has undergone abnormal changes. On its surface, golden letters emerge, wrapping the mountain body and emitting a brilliant brilliance.

Every word is transformed into a palm-sized golden villain, holding a sword, and dancing quickly.

After the golden villain danced a sword, he immediately turned into a golden light spot, followed the three swords to the river, and rushed into Zhang Ruochen's brows.

Each light spot is a mysterious swordsmanship.

Densely, thousands of light spots, like stars in the universe, rushed into Zhang Ruochen's body continuously.

The old man in red is naturally aware of the great change of Wushan Jianshan. A flash of his body is not far from Zhang Ruochen.

Her old eyes fell on Zhang Ruochen's body and said to herself: "It really is the sword intention left by the three of them, but it is really interesting to converge on the same person."

In an instant, the three ancestor swordsmen retreated from the top of Wuzi Jianshan, turning around Zhang Ruochen's body, pouring into his body, forming a huge vortex.

When the vortex completely disappeared, Zhang Ruochen slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

His gaze, looking around, always felt that everything in front of him was quite strange, and it took a full quarter of an hour to reflect it. It turned out that he had been on the seventh floor of the sword court.

"How do I remember, just now, I have been practicing in the sky for twenty years and learned three thousand swordsmanship?"

It is no wonder that Zhang Ruochen will be slow to respond, because, under the influence of the three ancestors' sword intentions and Wuzi Jianshan, in his consciousness, he has been practicing swordsmanship in the starry sky for the past 20 years.

In addition, he has cultivated all three thousand swordsmanships to Dacheng, including human-level swordsmanship, spiritual swordsmanship, and inscrutable ghost-level swordsmanship.

If a person is sleepless and has practiced swords for 20 years, it will take a long time to adapt to the world again.

"what."

Zhang Ruochen was surprised to find that in the sea of ​​anger, the swordsmanship of the three ancestors disappeared completely.

Not only that, but even the sword-like heart disappeared.

"How can this be?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Footsteps sounded.

The old lady in red clothes staggered, came over from a distance, and said hoarsely: "Young man, don't be so panic, your kendo has reached the realm of" one man and sword in one ", and the heart of the sword does not disappear. It is completely integrated with your body, mental strength, and martial spirit. "

"Humans and swords are one? Legend has it that only swordsman can reach."

Zhang Ruochen clearly remembers that he was only in the high-level state of sword-heartedness, and had not yet reached the peak of sword-heartedness. How could all of a sudden he ascend to the sky and reach the unity of man and sword?

Even with Zhang Ruochen's mood, he couldn't keep calm.

How could a monk in Yulong Realm reach a height that can only be reached by the sword master? Isn't it true that he has been practicing in Jiange for twenty years?

Zhang Ruochen quickly stood up, bowed to the old man in red, and said, "Mr. Haitang ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ How long have the disciples been practicing in Jiange?"

"Your mind is very confused?" The old lady in red asked.

"The disciples are quite confused," Zhang Ruochen said truthfully.

The old man in red clothing said: "As a time and space successor, if you don't have a clear understanding of time, you will never be able to control it, and eventually you will lose yourself."

"It turns out ... Mother-in-law has long seen the identity of a disciple." Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, but the tension and pressure in her heart were much less.

The old lady in red clothes looked very indifferent, saying: "What kind of identity you are, it is not important to the old man. However, if you can get the sword meaning of the three ancestors of the two ancestors, you also have some relationship with the old body. Help you. "

"First of all, you haven't practiced in Jiange for less than half a year. The reason why you have practiced for decades is that you have been influenced by the swordless swordless mountain when you merged the swordsmanship of the three ancestors. Sit down first and talk slowly. "

The old lady in red coughed twice and sat on the ground first. (To be continued.)