Li Qiubai nodded, "The difficulty of opening a sword path is similar to that of other monks who take four steps and are promoted to a title.

But other monks can proceed step by step, starting from Hedao and slowly climbing up step by step until they reach the advanced title.

Sword cultivators, however, can only reach the sky in one step from the Eighth Realm to the Sword Immortal. Therefore, among the six major sects of monks, the number of Sword Immortals has always been the smallest."

No wonder the sword cultivators are the most popular and have the most geniuses. Chang'an has only produced three sword immortals for 20,000 years.

I see.

"That?" Lu Qingshan was confused.

What does this have to do with Li Qiubai's current state of being a swordsman but not a swordsman?

"I practiced sword training by myself, and it was a smooth journey. I never encountered a bottleneck. Even at the level of clearing the way, I didn't stay too long before I opened the sky with one sword and reached the Sword Fairyland." Li Qiubei laughed it off and said softly.

Lu Qingshan pursed his lips, not knowing how to respond.

"It's just that it was so smooth. It was only after I visited the Sword Immortal Realm for a thousand years that I discovered that the swordsmanship I taught was great, but it had flaws. It was too rough and lacked a kind of soul, making it difficult to pass through the ancestral realm."

Li Qiubai relied more on his unprecedented talent to clear the way.

But talent always has its limits. If the road is flawed and not perfect, no matter how talented you are, it will not lead to the end.

"There is no turning back on the road. It is impossible for me to turn back and build the road." Li Qiubei explained.

"Unless you destroy your sword path and create a new path."

Lu Qingshan had mixed feelings for a moment and was speechless.

Until now, how could he still not understand the meaning of Li Qiubai's words.

This is similar to his behavior of killing himself.

But the problem is that what he killed was just Daoji in the Nascent Soul stage, while what Li Qiubai killed was swordsmanship.

This is the difference between a middle-class person giving up everything and starting from scratch, and a billionaire donating all his wealth and starting from scratch again.

The perseverance and courage required are definitely not comparable to what Lu Qingshan can do by killing the Nascent Soul Dao Foundation himself.

Li Qiubei was already a well-deserved leader of swordsmanship at that time, but he still had the courage to make such a decision, and yet he did so so lightly.

How could Lu Qingshan not admire him?

"After I destroyed my swordsmanship, my realm plummeted thousands of miles away. I indeed fell into the realm of swordsmanship, and my best ears were also covered in dust."

The sword immortal ignored the shock in Lu Qingshan's heart, looked at the water and moon in the river, and said softly.

"But this does not mean that I am wrong. On the contrary, this is the only way to go, because if I don't take this step, how can I know the true way of swordsmanship?"

"Then senior has returned to the Sword Immortal Realm now?" Lu Qingshan asked tentatively.

It was clearly a sword fairy method. Even the real Martial Emperor of the Zunhao Realm was not Li Qiubei's opponent. This should be a real sword fairy realm, right?

"Almost," Li Qiubei sighed: "Boy, let me tell you one last thing. Sword cultivation is about establishing the way through force. It is about forcibly opening up a new path in the way of heaven."

"It's like when you go to someone else's house to be a guest. There are three thousand roads to reach it. If you have to dig out a road by yourself, would you be happy if it were you?"

"Not happy." Lu Qingshan said decisively.

"Yes, you are not happy, and Heavenly Dao is naturally not happy either. Sword cultivators will be blocked by Heavenly Dao if they clear the way," Li Qiubei said calmly: "Of course, it is not non-negotiable. If your relationship with Heavenly Dao is good enough,

, even if you behave slightly disrespectfully, Heaven will turn a blind eye."

Very simple reason.

If a stranger eats your food, you will definitely be unhappy, but if your girlfriend eats your food, not only will you not be angry, you will even ask her if she wants some more.

"So to open the way for sword cultivators, you also need to have the energy of heaven and earth to protect the way."

"Xie Qingyun used the luck of the Eastern Region and the luck of the Sword Sect to protect the way, and thus became the Sword Immortal. The Chu Mu Shen relied on one-third of the luck of the human race to break through the realm, and I used the luck of the Great Xia to reach the Sword Immortal Realm."

Use Daxia’s luck to protect the road?

Lu Qingshan glanced at Li Qiubei meaningfully.

There is no doubt who the person who lent him Daxia's luck is.

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The Chang'an Sword Immortal was not from Daxia, so how he borrowed his luck is worth pondering.

Li Qiubei turned a deaf ear to Lu Qingshan's careful thoughts and continued: "When I destroyed my swordsmanship, I also lost my luck in the Great Xia."

"Now that I have mastered the art of swordsmanship again, it is even four or five levels higher than the previous Sword Immortal Realm. However, I just lack the luck that can protect my path, so I have been unable to open the path again."

This is the reason why Li Qiubei said that he is a swordsman but not a swordsman.

His cultivation level is in the eighth realm, but his swordsmanship realm far exceeds the sword fairy realm.

"Thank you, senior, for teaching me." Lu Qingshan Xiaoran cupped his hands and clasped his fists.

Li Qiubai nodded slightly.

The reason why he told Lu Qingshan in such detail was because he meant to provide guidance.

He saw his own reflection in Lu Qingshan, who was full of talent and talent.

He only talked so much to Lu Qingshan in order to prevent Lu Qingshan from repeating his mistakes in the future.

Luck.

Lu Qingshan recited this word in his mind again, feeling that it was too mysterious.

This kind of thing cannot be seen or touched, it is indeed metaphysics.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He is only in the fifth realm now, and the matter of Sword Immortal is too far away from him. There is no need to just eat carrots and worry about it. It is better to pay more attention to how to break through the Ten Flower Divine Gate.

"Then, senior, have you asked about the black armor?" Lu Qingshan changed the subject. This was what he cared about most at the moment.

"Xu Su is not my opponent, and he is obsessed with Beicang. Of course he doesn't dare to hide it in front of me," Li Qiubei sneered: "The barefoot one is not afraid of the one wearing shoes, let alone the one wearing shoes can't beat me.

Barefoot."

"That?" Lu Qingshan frowned slightly.

"His black armor was requested by King Qing's lineage. It is said that the weapon refiners from King Qing's lineage wanted to use the finished product to reveal the refining method of the divine armor." Li Qiubei said with an expressionless face.

"As for the three cities, he doesn't know anything about it either."

"Will Emperor Xu Wu be hiding something?" Lu Qingshan hesitated for a moment and then asked.

"No," Li Qiubei shook his head and said firmly, "He wouldn't dare."

"Haha, it's really pushing one ring after another." Lu Qingshan frowned, smelling the smell of conspiracy.

The clues to the black armor were found from the three cities being empty. This is the first link.

Through Heijia, Shuiyuntai was found again. As a result, the information given by Shuiyuntai pointed to Emperor Wu of the Xu family in Beicang. This was the second link.

As a result, this is not over yet.

There is also a third ring.

The third link turned out to be the Qingwang lineage, one of the three collateral lines of Daxia.

The energy of the people behind this is simply terrifying, and they can use so much manpower and material resources.

If Chang'an Sword Immortal hadn't discovered this matter, he would have been unable to find out anything even if he had just conducted an investigation.

"Is it Prince Qing?" Lu Qingshan guessed.

The clue finally pointed to King Qing's lineage, and he immediately thought of King Qing.

He does have this strength and energy.

Li Qiubei stepped forward, stood against the railing, looked at the moon in the water, stretched out a finger to tap the railing of the boat, held up the moonlight with one hand to catch the moonlight, and said to himself: "You will know if you come and ask."

When a person has enough strength, what he wants to investigate does not require too many tricks and can be summarized in one word.

Just ask.

Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment and then said: "Senior, there is one more thing I want you to tell you."

He carefully considered his words and briefly told Chang'an Sword Immortal what he had seen and heard in the Abyss Demonic Realm, that is, the existence of human race in the abyss.

"Trafficking humans..."

Li Qiubei slowly took back the moon cup, stared at the wine in the moon cup, and frowned.

He shook his head and poured the "wine" into the Lancang River without mercy.

The wine was still in the air, but after a gentle breeze from the river, it turned into little moonlight and dispersed.

He looked at the moonlight transformed by the "wine liquid" and saw a faint red light in it.

"It's turbid."

Chang'an Sword Immortal sighed leisurely.

The next moment, his figure flashed across the ship like a dreamy bubble, like dew or lightning.

"I understand this matter. You kid, relax and repair your sword. I will take care of this matter."
Chapter completed!