Jiang Chengzi, who had made a mockery before, looked extremely ugly on his pale face. He had never expected such a scene to appear.

"Wuwei, Wuwei, my heart is higher than the sky. I want to create this perfect sword path, but I am also confused. Is there really something in the world? The moon is free, but the moon has phases and waxing, and the four seasons are all the way. It can be in the south of the Arctic, and it is always missing for two seasons. "

"I am also confused. I use my body as a knife and my meaning as a knife, but how should the knife in my hand be treated, and where should the knife in my heart be placed..."

Xiao Chen’s speech was very sincere. The first half talked about his experience, while the second half talked about his shortcomings and doubts.

A speech was endless and uninterrupted. Xiao Chen finished it in one go. After finishing the speech, he felt that he was inexplicably happy and had some doubts, and seemed to be touched. He saw a ray of dawn in a vague way.

As he finished speaking, all the strange phenomena he showed disappeared one by one as he preached.

Just as everyone felt the aftertaste of it, and when they were savoring it carefully, the phantom of the ancient sword king sitting upright on the stone pillar did not disappear slowly as before, but opened their mouths in amazement.

／    "I have a method that I wish to discuss with you, called the Killing Sword. The sword is a weapon. It is born to kill people. You should kill all the people, destroy all things, and kill them..."

"I have a method that I wish to discuss with you, which is called "Repairing the Way of Heaven". It is difficult to find the way of heaven, and it is difficult to find the sword..."

"I have a method that I wish to discuss with you, called the Death Sword. All things are born to wait for death. We swordsmen, we go against the will of heaven and seek survival in death..."

"I have a method that I wish to discuss with you, called Thunder Sword, Thunder is the hand of heaven, and it is the disaster of God..."

...

The vast holy sounds overlapped together, layer by layer, and walked back to the world. The entire Tianding City was shrouded in it by this sound that spanned time and space.

The ancients showed their saints and spoke in their mouths. A land of hundreds of miles, seven-colored ceilings fell.

All the swordsmen in Tianding City were stunned. Under the cover of such holy sounds, there were endless spiritual sounds in their minds. After reacting, they all sat cross-legged and began to carefully understand the sword in their hearts.

On the high platform, no one expected the scene of the ancient sage speaking. In just a moment, these young masters changed their faces and sat cross-legged, without saying anything, and they all realized them carefully.

The ancient saint spoke not because the ancient saint came to live, but because of Xiao Chen's coincidence. These scenes of the ancient saint's teachings appeared in the present moment across the distance of time.

This is a rare opportunity. After losing it, it is impossible to find it again.

The experience of the Ancient Sword King is so precious. All the eighteen Ancient Sword Kings were preaching together at once. Such a scene is unprecedented and has never been seen before.

However, how much you can hear depends on your talent and insight. The voices of the eighteen ancient sword kings overlap and it is not easy to tell them.

In the mansion of the Lord of Tianding City, Bai Lang's father, a quasi-emperor-level powerful man, looked at the seven-colored ceiling falling all over the sky and the holy sound echoing in his ears. This figure who was only one step away from being the Martial Emperor, couldn't help but change his face.

The vast sounds were stacked and spread throughout the Tianding City, lasting for two hours. The old friend showed his saints and the sword king preached. This extraordinary wonder slowly disappeared, and the world returned to peace.

But the thoughts in the hearts of the warriors in Tianding City cannot be calm for a long time.

After this day, Tianding City's position among the swordsmen in the Xuanyuan Realm has soared, and it is vaguely compared with the Tiandao City under the jurisdiction of the swordsmen's first holy place, the swordsmen's king Wu Xiaotian.

In the center of the square, under the eighteen stone pillars, Bai Lang and his group slowly opened their eyes.

As younger generations of geniuses, they must have received more insights than ordinary people when they accept the teachings of the ancient saints up close. Everyone has gained something, and their faces are full of satisfaction.

Xiao Chen was the last one to open his eyes. In the sky dew divine spring, he absorbed a huge amount of divine liquid, and his understanding was amazing.

The eighteen kinds of ancient sword kings' different swords were all kept in mind by him, and no word was left out. After returning, he could write it down immediately, which would be a precious treasure.

No one present was as talented as him. Even Bai Lang remembered five different sword techniques, and he was already far from ordinary people.

Whoosh!

"I wish you this cup of tea and officially apologize to Brother Xiao. Mr. Bai is ignorant of Mount Tai, which makes people all over the world laugh. I hope Brother Xiao will forgive me."

Bai Lang opened his eyes, poured a cup of tea himself, and flew towards Xiao Chen.

He could take it and put it down. After seeing Xiao Chen's achievements in the sword path, he immediately served tea and apologized without any airs.

He spoke to the preaching of the eighteen ancient people, and the holy sounds that transcend time and space, and also descended to Tianding City. This is not a swordsman, but there are really no swordsman in the world.

Everyone's apology to Bai Lang was not as contempt or ridiculed as any of them.

Xiao Chen reached out and grabbed the teacup, took a sip, and then placed it on the table: "It's okay, Brother Bai is a real swordsman, I can understand your thoughts."

Bai Lang nodded slightly without any trace and continued to speak: "Wuque's sword path is indeed unique. It makes people shine, unprecedented, without any falsehood or reality. I heard your doubts in the second half of the time, and I had some insights in my heart, and I wanted to discuss it with Brother Xiao."

Xiao Chen's heart moved and said with a smile, "But it's okay to say it. Friends, I have any opinions, and I hope to speak freely."

"The second half of you is mainly focused on several issues. Let me talk about the first one, using the body as the knife and the meaning as the knife, how to deal with the knife in your hand."

Bai Lang paused for a moment, as if considering his voice, and then said, "I think this question is a bit obsessed with us swordsmen. A knife is a part of the body. There is an old saying that the knife is in the hands of the sword, and the sword is in the hands of the sword, and the person is in the hands of the sword, and this is what it means."

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, thinking, using his body as a knife, silk as a knife, and his clothes as a knife. But why can't he use a knife as a knife? It's just that the knife is a knife, because this has wrapped himself in.

Think of the knife as an item like a silk shirt. What should I do with the knife in my hand? This problem is solved without any attack.

Lin Yan, a disciple of the King of Flame Sword, smiled and said, "I also have some views on the way of incompleteness, the so-called perfection does not necessarily mean perfection. There is no perfection in the world, but it may not be without perfection. Perfection does not necessarily mean without shortcomings."

"Like Brother Xiao, the bright moon before, I thought it was a perfect moon. If it was perfect, it would be perfect."

Wuque’s sword path, there has never been such a sword path in the world. Even the sword path of the eighteen ancient sword kings is all-encompassing and has no way of Wuque’s sword path.

Being able to participate in the discussion of this kind of sword art has a feeling of creating history. It can be foreseeable that the sword art will be famous forever once it reaches the top, leaving a thick stroke on the martial arts era.

The swordsmen present all seemed quite excited and spoke enthusiastically, regardless of whether they were right or wrong, at least they opened up their minds for Xiao Chen. From the perspective of others, they could always see something different.

Finally, after the topic ended, Bai Lang put down the teacup, patted his palm on the table, placed the treasure knife next to him, connected to the sheath, and with a clang, it sank into an inch, and inserted it into the high platform.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

The other few people did as they did, inserting their own swords onto the stone platform. For a moment, the sword energy was buzzing and buzzing. The powerful sword intent lingered in the field.

Xiao Chen knew in his heart that this was the second process of the tea party. Making friends with knives is also the highlight of the tea party.

After all, no matter how well you say it, you have to fight to see the effect.

With a slight movement, the Moon Shadow Knife connected to the sheath and also inserted it into the high platform.

"It's popular and has been heard of great reputation for a long time. Can you give me some advice?"

After everyone's swords were inserted into the platform, a tall and thin man in a long gown made a sound and made an appointment with Feng Xingsheng.

Feng Xingsheng smiled slightly and said, "It's not a question of giving advice, just talk."

Whoosh!

The two of them rose up at the same time, stretched out their hands and waved them. Two rays of sword light flashed, and the sound of the sword sounded and grabbed the sheath and came out. The two of them on both sides began to fight quickly in the sky.

Everyone below could see clearly by tilting their heads slightly, and from time to time commenting with friends around them.

The battle between the two was remarkable, but Feng Xingsheng was obviously superior. He knew his talent very well, and the sword of the wind, and only took a little bit of it as a breakthrough and comprehending was the Bunny Breeze.

In the lingering breeze, the knife intention is everywhere, and in the gentleness, there are murderous intent everywhere.

After another two hundred moves, the opponent took the initiative to admit defeat, and the two of them returned to the sheath, each giving a gift to each, and took a seat again.

After that, the tea party began to climax, and swordsmen from all walks of life made a brilliant appearance. Xiao Chen saw it one by one, and the one who impressed him the most were the disciples of the Flame Sword King and the Thunder Sword King, Lin Yan and Dugu Jue.

Several people made an appointment with the two of them to fight, but they were defeated within a hundred moves.

The way of thunder and flames was swept to the extreme in their swords. The rolling flames were like volcanoes blew down with one knife, and the red flame clouds filled the sky with ten miles of miles, with amazing momentum.

What Xiao Chen cares even more is naturally Dugu Jue, the descendant of the Thunder Sword King. His true essence itself is the attribute of thunder, and the will he comprehend is also the will of thunder, so of course he has to compare it with this person.

Dugu Jue's sword technique made Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. The thunder sword technique that the other party had learned was used in two words to describe it as degree and explosion.

People often describe it as lightning. If a person's speed is at its peak, his sword will reach its peak. But it is considered that if it is only at its peak, it is a big mistake. The explosive power in Sumeru is also so terrifying that it shakes violently in Tianding Square.

The power of thunder is not only about degree and explosion. Xiao Chen has experienced thunder tribulation and endured the baptism of thousands of thunder.

However, the other party must also know this principle. After all, there was a great emperor who taught him that he could not eat too much, and only used these two characteristics to the extreme.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but compare this person with An Junxi. If the two of them fought, they would definitely be quite exciting.
Chapter completed!