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Outside the sword gate.
Hung Ming looked at the surrounding formations and the simultaneous interpreting of his sword spirit, and with a cautious look in his heart: "this sword gate is as strange as it is in the rumor."
The five gates in the north of the earth.
Qingyang palace, Zixia sect, Moyun sect, Jianmen sect, Dongsheng sect, among them, Qingyang palace has the longest inheritance, Zixia sect is the most mysterious, Moyun sect is the most overbearing, Dongsheng sect is the strongest, and Jianmen sect is the most special.
How special?
In the south of heaven, yulingzong is special enough. In the whole clan, the number of children is only one third of that of other clans, which is strange.
And this sword clan is even more incredible. The number of monks in the whole clan is less than one thousand.
In the north of the earth, there are more than ten million monks. As one of the five major gates in the north of the earth, the number of sword practitioners is less than one thousand, which is hard to imagine.
However, Jianmen has been handed down for so many years. Although there are five major gates that have fallen down, they have never really lost. They have been handed down all the time. We can see the peculiarity of Jianmen.
Standing outside the sword gate, Hong Ming felt the powerful sword Qi in the gate.
They rise from the sky,
in different postures.
Take out a note, Hong Ming said a few words, the note is still in the array.
After half a pillar of incense, there was a baby master flying out.
"Dare to ask, but in the fall of the Dragon Waterfall hit Zixia Zong Liufeng really Jun fled the flood master?"
The yuan infant, with a brave and resolute look on his face, came on the stage with his back on his back. However, when he saw Hong Ming, he still had a correct attitude and did not have the slightest humility.
Hong Ming took a look at the Jian Xiu and nodded.
"It's a good sword."
Hong Ming thought from the bottom of his heart.
"Master, please come inside."
Yuan Yingjian Xiu stretched out his hand and led the way ahead.
When you open the array and enter the mountain gate, many friars come to see Hong Ming. When they look at Hong Ming, they look surprised. However, the friars who lead the way look very respectful, and others dare not disturb them. On the contrary, they have discussed a lot in private.
It was not long before I came to a barren mountain.
On this barren mountain, there is a dead land, with withered vegetation and weeds everywhere.
Hong Ming glanced around, frowning slightly.
Up the barren mountain and on.
Before long, I came to a thatched cottage in the barren mountain.
In front of the thatched cottage, there was an old man with white hair sitting on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his body was dead. He looked as if he was dead. But when Hong Ming saw him, his brow was tight and his face was dignified.
Since taking the elixir in Bingpo immortal mansion, Hong Ming thinks that no one in the four circles can threaten his safety.
But today, Hong Ming feels a bit of danger.
This old man may be able to cause fatal injury to himself.
"Martial uncle, the distinguished guest has arrived."
Friar Yuan Ying came forward and said respectfully.
The old man slowly opened his eyes, stood up and looked directly at Hong Ming.
"Hong Daoyou, come to our Jianmen to visit the Jiange?"
The old man opened his mouth and said it without ceremony.
Hong Ming nodded: "yes, I'm traveling in the north of the place. I want to enter the sword Pavilion. I don't know if you can give me face?"
The old man's eyes are bright, but he has a strange air of death.
Even after Hong Ming saw it, he felt surprised.
Looking at Hong Ming, the old man finally got a little bit of popularity on his face and said, "my sword gate is not another sect. If it's an ordinary thing, it won't be forbidden. It's just that this sword Pavilion is related to the inheritance of the sect. In ordinary times, outsiders can't come."
Hong Mingmo was silent.
It's a strange place in the north, and each one is different.
Zixiajian is half hidden, Huoyan lake is completely open, while other places are almost open, there is no limit, only this pavilion is completely closed.
The sword Pavilion is a place of inheritance.
It is said that Jianmen was founded after a group of Jianxiu inherited the inheritance of Jiange. There are countless Kendo heritages in this pavilion. It's very important for Jianmen to know who left them.
Normally, it is impossible to open it to outsiders.
The old man with white hair looked at Hong Ming for a moment and continued:
"however, the sword Pavilion itself is not unique to our sword gate. It is inherited from the ancient immortals. The real king can enter it, but if you enter it, you must owe me a favor. If you want, you can enter it."
"Human feelings?"
Hong Ming was silent.
It's not very useful.
Some friars feel that they will not help if they have little human feelings, but some people feel that if they have great human feelings, they will keep them in mind.Many thoughts flashed through Hong Ming's heart.
But almost in an instant, Hong Ming understood the intention of Jianmen.
This sword Pavilion, if I treasure it, I can do it with the strength of the sword gate. But what about that? Many sects, however, are able to cultivate the disciples, rather than the lack of heritage.
There is a sword Pavilion hidden in the sword gate. Of course, there is no problem.
But if the sword gate is lonely one day, then the sword Pavilion is not a treasure, but something that wants the life of the sword gate.
On the contrary, now, it is the right solution to sell people with things and make friends with the real God.
At that time, even if Jianmen is in decline, there will be no problem with the care of other real gods, who will be able to survive for tens of thousands of years. This is the real way for the clan to survive.
"Thank you, Daoyou. I'd like to join the sword Pavilion."
Hong Ming answered directly.
Although it's troublesome to be in debt, it's not necessarily a bad thing to be able to understand in this sword Pavilion. What's more, this kind of human relationship can be big or small. Hong Ming can do whatever he wants, and it's not so troublesome.
After the white haired old man agreed, he didn't say anything. He took out the magic sword in his hand. The sword tore the void and formed a gap.
"Here is the sword Pavilion. Please, Taoist friends."
"Thank you very much."
Hong Ming bowed his hand to thank him and stepped into the sword Pavilion.
When the void dissipated, the old man sat down again.
But this time, master Yuan Ying finally said, "martial uncle, why do you want this man to enter the sword pavilion? This man is not from the north of the earth. There's no need to make friends with him."
Hearing this, the old man looked up:
"you guys, although you have good talent and talent, you are stupid when you practice sword with all your heart."
"Please give me some advice."
Yuanying said in a jar voice.
The old man waved his hand: "although Hong Daoyou is powerful, I don't worry about it. He has a good relationship with situ Yangguan in Qingyang palace, and I don't worry about it. But his potential ranks first among all the people I have seen. Even if I have sword bone and heart, I may not be able to deal with him."
"How could it be?"
Master Yuan Ying was stunned.
There is no need to say more about the strength of martial uncle.
Although few hands, but vaguely between the north of the first person's name.
It's a pity that the martial uncle seldom gives a hand. The outside world doesn't think so. But there is no doubt about the strength of martial uncle.
"You go down. The matter of the sword Pavilion is settled. There are not one or two people who come to the sword Pavilion. If he can get any inheritance, it's also his chance. There are a lot of inheritances in our sword gate."
The old man closed his eyes and continued to sit upright.
The baby looks dignified.
Over the years, most of the heritage of the sword pavilion has been acquired by Jianmen, which has become the inheritance of the skills of Jianmen. In addition to Jianmen's own collection in recent years, there is no lack of the inheritance of zongmen.
However, it's not good for the sword pavilion to be understood by outsiders.
……
In the secret.
Hong Ming stepped forward.
This secret place is not big. Hong Ming can see the edge at a glance. It's only a few miles around. It can be called a pocket secret place.
But
It's a different place.
The sword is full of vigor.
It's buzzing.
Even if Hong Ming didn't practice Kendo, he could feel all kinds of sword Qi hovering in the air.
Golden sword, brilliant atmosphere.
The red sword is burning.
Blue sword, waves of water.
……
There are even black and white Yin Yang magic swords.
The five elements sword with five colors shining.
Each handle is unusual.
Even though the body of the magic sword has dissipated for many years, it is still shining.
"The man who built the sword Pavilion is really good at it."
Hong Ming's eyes are shining, looking at the sword Pavilion.
This sword Pavilion should be called sword tomb. Every magic sword is integrated into the sword Pavilion. Unless the sword Pavilion can be destroyed, the magic sword will not be destroyed. It will only be transformed into sword Qi and integrated into the sword Pavilion.
Each sword contains its own inheritance.
Hong Ming moves forward slowly, feeling a magic sword.
Hong Ming really has a few of the magic swords that he belongs to.
For example, the five elements divine sword, which is not only vertical and horizontal, but also mutual evolution of the five elements, contains infinite five elements, which can be called mysterious. Moreover, the divine sword is magnificent and magnificent. It is like five mountains.
If you cultivate this magic power, its power can be called abnormal.
There is also a magic sword with three rays of wind, thunder and ice.
Black and white Yin Yang magic sword.
They are all extraordinary.
Every magic sword, if you can understand it, is a huge harvest.But Hong Ming turned around and didn't choose.
In the interval of Hongming's hesitation, a distant light flies over.
In the light of escaping, a monk in a long robe saluted with a long sword on his back: "dare you ask, but are you a Taoist friend of Hong Ming?"
Hong Ming gave a dumb smile:
"you're very polite. It's Hong, but it's strange why people recognize me when I go to a place."
"Ha ha, Taoist friend is modest, and his magic power has been defeated. It's spread all over the north of the earth. I know it's not strange. What's more, Taoist friend situ has talked about you with other people."
Jian Xiu explained with a look of excitement and curiosity in his eyes.
Looking at this man, Hong Ming feels good about him.
This Jian Xiu has a pure mind and pure eyes. Hong Ming feels ashamed when he looks at it.
The heart of a child!
Hong Ming's heart is instantly clear.
First of all, he saw the legendary sword madman in the north of the earth, and then he saw such a pure hearted monk. Hong Ming didn't know what he thought at the bottom of his heart.
There are so many geniuses in this world.
Only people with special physique have the heart of a child. This kind of physique is extraordinary. It has a great effect on cultivation. It is much faster than ordinary monks to understand the way of heaven and earth.
However, if the mind is too much, the comprehension will decline greatly.
And then quickly became ordinary people.
Because it is almost impossible to be sincere and sincere.
In the south of heaven, this kind of constitution has not appeared for tens of thousands of years. Once upon a time, after the foundation period of cultivation, it became worldly and lost its pure heart. Later, although it condensed the golden elixir, it soon disappeared.
There are also such legends in the Buddhist kingdom of the western regions.
But it's not much better.
But this man is not. He has reached the stage of transforming the spirit.
"This man should be the hidden genius of Jianmen. It's easier to succeed in cultivation if you leave this man in a secret place, have a pure heart and not be influenced by others."
"But Hong Daoyou feels difficult to choose Kendo?"
Han Ping asked.
Hong Ming nodded:
"yes, I don't minor in kendo. I'm glad to see you, but I don't know which Kendo to choose. Please help me."
"It's easy."
With a smile, Han Ping pointed to the swords in the air and said:
"if you want to understand the swords in this place, it's very simple. The swords are spiritual. You just need to send out the meaning of the swords and communicate with the swords that suit you."
Han Ping said, making a cover up.
As soon as he reached out, a sword came flying.
This sword Qi is a little strange, but it has two properties of Jin Lei. Flying to Hanping's magic sword, it is buzzing and hovering like a bird, while Hanping is smiling and greeting the sword.
This scene looks at Hong Ming dull.
Magic weapon, although there is spirit, but the spirit is slowly rising.
The common friars are inferior magic weapons.
When it comes to the top-quality magic weapon, it will have a strong spirit, and can force itself to control the aura between heaven and earth to resist the enemy. This kind of magic weapon is generally cultivated by the monks of Dongxu period.
But these sword Qi can also be achieved.
"Thank you for your advice, but I didn't refine the meaning of the sword. I didn't even have the edge of the sword. What should I do?" Hong Ming said with a bitter smile.
Although the bottom of my heart has predicted, but now know, Hong Ming is still some regret.
The inheritance of this pavilion is related to kendo.
Only sword repair is suitable.
Hong Ming now enters this, also has no harvest.
"But it's no good, it's no gain, and it's a small favor." Hong Ming didn't lose much. Instead, he thought of the good side and looked very flat.
Han Ping laughed and flicked his finger. The sword flew into the sky with a whiff. Then he said, "Hong Daoyou is really powerful. But if you don't practice Kendo, you can't get the inheritance of sword cultivation. For example, I know a method of sword cultivation that doesn't practice Kendo, and I don't know if Hong Daoyou would like to try it?"
"Oh? It's amazing. I'd like Han Daoyou to show me. "
Hong Ming looks curious.
How to practice sword without practicing Kendo?
It's amazing.
Han Ping nodded and led the way ahead, while Hong Ming followed him. After walking in the secret place for half an hour, they came to a place on the edge of the secret place.
"Here it is."
Han Ping said with a smile.
Hong Ming looked at what was in front of him and was shocked:
"this..."
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Outside the sword gate.
Hung Ming looked at the surrounding formations and the simultaneous interpreting of his sword spirit, and with a cautious look in his heart: "this sword gate is as strange as it is in the rumor."
The five gates in the north of the earth.
Qingyang palace, Zixia sect, Moyun sect, Jianmen sect, Dongsheng sect, among them, Qingyang palace has the longest inheritance, Zixia sect is the most mysterious, Moyun sect is the most overbearing, Dongsheng sect is the strongest, and Jianmen sect is the most special.
How special?
In the south of heaven, yulingzong is special enough. In the whole clan, the number of children is only one third of that of other clans, which is strange.
And this sword clan is even more incredible. The number of monks in the whole clan is less than one thousand.
In the north of the earth, there are more than ten million monks. As one of the five major gates in the north of the earth, the number of sword practitioners is less than one thousand, which is hard to imagine.
However, Jianmen has been handed down for so many years. Although there are five major gates that have fallen down, they have never really lost. They have been handed down all the time. We can see the peculiarity of Jianmen.
Standing outside the sword gate, Hong Ming felt the powerful sword Qi in the gate.
They rise from the sky,
in different postures.
Take out a note, Hong Ming said a few words, the note is still in the array.
After half a pillar of incense, there was a baby master flying out.
"Dare to ask, but in the fall of the Dragon Waterfall hit Zixia Zong Liufeng really Jun fled the flood master?"
The yuan infant, with a brave and resolute look on his face, came on the stage with his back on his back. However, when he saw Hong Ming, he still had a correct attitude and did not have the slightest humility.
Hong Ming took a look at the Jian Xiu and nodded.
"It's a good sword."
Hong Ming thought from the bottom of his heart.
"Master, please come inside."
Yuan Yingjian Xiu stretched out his hand and led the way ahead.
When you open the array and enter the mountain gate, many friars come to see Hong Ming. When they look at Hong Ming, they look surprised. However, the friars who lead the way look very respectful, and others dare not disturb them. On the contrary, they have discussed a lot in private.
It was not long before I came to a barren mountain.
On this barren mountain, there is a dead land, with withered vegetation and weeds everywhere.
Hong Ming glanced around, frowning slightly.
Up the barren mountain and on.
Before long, I came to a thatched cottage in the barren mountain.
In front of the thatched cottage, there was an old man with white hair sitting on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his body was dead. He looked as if he was dead. But when Hong Ming saw him, his brow was tight and his face was dignified.
Since taking the elixir in Bingpo immortal mansion, Hong Ming thinks that no one in the four circles can threaten his safety.
But today, Hong Ming feels a bit of danger.
This old man may be able to cause fatal injury to himself.
"Martial uncle, the distinguished guest has arrived."
Friar Yuan Ying came forward and said respectfully.
The old man slowly opened his eyes, stood up and looked directly at Hong Ming.
"Hong Daoyou, come to our Jianmen to visit the Jiange?"
The old man opened his mouth and said it without ceremony.
Hong Ming nodded: "yes, I'm traveling in the north of the place. I want to enter the sword Pavilion. I don't know if you can give me face?"
The old man's eyes are bright, but he has a strange air of death.
Even after Hong Ming saw it, he felt surprised.
Looking at Hong Ming, the old man finally got a little bit of popularity on his face and said, "my sword gate is not another sect. If it's an ordinary thing, it won't be forbidden. It's just that this sword Pavilion is related to the inheritance of the sect. In ordinary times, outsiders can't come."
Hong Mingmo was silent.
It's a strange place in the north, and each one is different.
Zixiajian is half hidden, Huoyan lake is completely open, while other places are almost open, there is no limit, only this pavilion is completely closed.
The sword Pavilion is a place of inheritance.
It is said that Jianmen was founded after a group of Jianxiu inherited the inheritance of Jiange. There are countless Kendo heritages in this pavilion. It's very important for Jianmen to know who left them.
Normally, it is impossible to open it to outsiders.
The old man with white hair looked at Hong Ming for a moment and continued:
"however, the sword Pavilion itself is not unique to our sword gate. It is inherited from the ancient immortals. The real king can enter it, but if you enter it, you must owe me a favor. If you want, you can enter it."
"Human feelings?"
Hong Ming was silent.
It's not very useful.
Some friars feel that they will not help if they have little human feelings, but some people feel that if they have great human feelings, they will keep them in mind.Many thoughts flashed through Hong Ming's heart.
But almost in an instant, Hong Ming understood the intention of Jianmen.
This sword Pavilion, if I treasure it, I can do it with the strength of the sword gate. But what about that? Many sects, however, are able to cultivate the disciples, rather than the lack of heritage.
There is a sword Pavilion hidden in the sword gate. Of course, there is no problem.
But if the sword gate is lonely one day, then the sword Pavilion is not a treasure, but something that wants the life of the sword gate.
On the contrary, now, it is the right solution to sell people with things and make friends with the real God.
At that time, even if Jianmen is in decline, there will be no problem with the care of other real gods, who will be able to survive for tens of thousands of years. This is the real way for the clan to survive.
"Thank you, Daoyou. I'd like to join the sword Pavilion."
Hong Ming answered directly.
Although it's troublesome to be in debt, it's not necessarily a bad thing to be able to understand in this sword Pavilion. What's more, this kind of human relationship can be big or small. Hong Ming can do whatever he wants, and it's not so troublesome.
After the white haired old man agreed, he didn't say anything. He took out the magic sword in his hand. The sword tore the void and formed a gap.
"Here is the sword Pavilion. Please, Taoist friends."
"Thank you very much."
Hong Ming bowed his hand to thank him and stepped into the sword Pavilion.
When the void dissipated, the old man sat down again.
But this time, master Yuan Ying finally said, "martial uncle, why do you want this man to enter the sword pavilion? This man is not from the north of the earth. There's no need to make friends with him."
Hearing this, the old man looked up:
"you guys, although you have good talent and talent, you are stupid when you practice sword with all your heart."
"Please give me some advice."
Yuanying said in a jar voice.
The old man waved his hand: "although Hong Daoyou is powerful, I don't worry about it. He has a good relationship with situ Yangguan in Qingyang palace, and I don't worry about it. But his potential ranks first among all the people I have seen. Even if I have sword bone and heart, I may not be able to deal with him."
"How could it be?"
Master Yuan Ying was stunned.
There is no need to say more about the strength of martial uncle.
Although few hands, but vaguely between the north of the first person's name.
It's a pity that the martial uncle seldom gives a hand. The outside world doesn't think so. But there is no doubt about the strength of martial uncle.
"You go down. The matter of the sword Pavilion is settled. There are not one or two people who come to the sword Pavilion. If he can get any inheritance, it's also his chance. There are a lot of inheritances in our sword gate."
The old man closed his eyes and continued to sit upright.
The baby looks dignified.
Over the years, most of the heritage of the sword pavilion has been acquired by Jianmen, which has become the inheritance of the skills of Jianmen. In addition to Jianmen's own collection in recent years, there is no lack of the inheritance of zongmen.
However, it's not good for the sword pavilion to be understood by outsiders.
……
In the secret.
Hong Ming stepped forward.
This secret place is not big. Hong Ming can see the edge at a glance. It's only a few miles around. It can be called a pocket secret place.
But
It's a different place.
The sword is full of vigor.
It's buzzing.
Even if Hong Ming didn't practice Kendo, he could feel all kinds of sword Qi hovering in the air.
Golden sword, brilliant atmosphere.
The red sword is burning.
Blue sword, waves of water.
……
There are even black and white Yin Yang magic swords.
The five elements sword with five colors shining.
Each handle is unusual.
Even though the body of the magic sword has dissipated for many years, it is still shining.
"The man who built the sword Pavilion is really good at it."
Hong Ming's eyes are shining, looking at the sword Pavilion.
This sword Pavilion should be called sword tomb. Every magic sword is integrated into the sword Pavilion. Unless the sword Pavilion can be destroyed, the magic sword will not be destroyed. It will only be transformed into sword Qi and integrated into the sword Pavilion.
Each sword contains its own inheritance.
Hong Ming moves forward slowly, feeling a magic sword.
Hong Ming really has a few of the magic swords that he belongs to.
For example, the five elements divine sword, which is not only vertical and horizontal, but also mutual evolution of the five elements, contains infinite five elements, which can be called mysterious. Moreover, the divine sword is magnificent and magnificent. It is like five mountains.
If you cultivate this magic power, its power can be called abnormal.
There is also a magic sword with three rays of wind, thunder and ice.
Black and white Yin Yang magic sword.
They are all extraordinary.
Every magic sword, if you can understand it, is a huge harvest.But Hong Ming turned around and didn't choose.
In the interval of Hongming's hesitation, a distant light flies over.
In the light of escaping, a monk in a long robe saluted with a long sword on his back: "dare you ask, but are you a Taoist friend of Hong Ming?"
Hong Ming gave a dumb smile:
"you're very polite. It's Hong, but it's strange why people recognize me when I go to a place."
"Ha ha, Taoist friend is modest, and his magic power has been defeated. It's spread all over the north of the earth. I know it's not strange. What's more, Taoist friend situ has talked about you with other people."
Jian Xiu explained with a look of excitement and curiosity in his eyes.
Looking at this man, Hong Ming feels good about him.
This Jian Xiu has a pure mind and pure eyes. Hong Ming feels ashamed when he looks at it.
The heart of a child!
Hong Ming's heart is instantly clear.
First of all, he saw the legendary sword madman in the north of the earth, and then he saw such a pure hearted monk. Hong Ming didn't know what he thought at the bottom of his heart.
There are so many geniuses in this world.
Only people with special physique have the heart of a child. This kind of physique is extraordinary. It has a great effect on cultivation. It is much faster than ordinary monks to understand the way of heaven and earth.
However, if the mind is too much, the comprehension will decline greatly.
And then quickly became ordinary people.
Because it is almost impossible to be sincere and sincere.
In the south of heaven, this kind of constitution has not appeared for tens of thousands of years. Once upon a time, after the foundation period of cultivation, it became worldly and lost its pure heart. Later, although it condensed the golden elixir, it soon disappeared.
There are also such legends in the Buddhist kingdom of the western regions.
But it's not much better.
But this man is not. He has reached the stage of transforming the spirit.
"This man should be the hidden genius of Jianmen. It's easier to succeed in cultivation if you leave this man in a secret place, have a pure heart and not be influenced by others."
"But Hong Daoyou feels difficult to choose Kendo?"
Han Ping asked.
Hong Ming nodded:
"yes, I don't minor in kendo. I'm glad to see you, but I don't know which Kendo to choose. Please help me."
"It's easy."
With a smile, Han Ping pointed to the swords in the air and said:
"if you want to understand the swords in this place, it's very simple. The swords are spiritual. You just need to send out the meaning of the swords and communicate with the swords that suit you."
Han Ping said, making a cover up.
As soon as he reached out, a sword came flying.
This sword Qi is a little strange, but it has two properties of Jin Lei. Flying to Hanping's magic sword, it is buzzing and hovering like a bird, while Hanping is smiling and greeting the sword.
This scene looks at Hong Ming dull.
Magic weapon, although there is spirit, but the spirit is slowly rising.
The common friars are inferior magic weapons.
When it comes to the top-quality magic weapon, it will have a strong spirit, and can force itself to control the aura between heaven and earth to resist the enemy. This kind of magic weapon is generally cultivated by the monks of Dongxu period.
But these sword Qi can also be achieved.
"Thank you for your advice, but I didn't refine the meaning of the sword. I didn't even have the edge of the sword. What should I do?" Hong Ming said with a bitter smile.
Although the bottom of my heart has predicted, but now know, Hong Ming is still some regret.
The inheritance of this pavilion is related to kendo.
Only sword repair is suitable.
Hong Ming now enters this, also has no harvest.
"But it's no good, it's no gain, and it's a small favor." Hong Ming didn't lose much. Instead, he thought of the good side and looked very flat.
Han Ping laughed and flicked his finger. The sword flew into the sky with a whiff. Then he said, "Hong Daoyou is really powerful. But if you don't practice Kendo, you can't get the inheritance of sword cultivation. For example, I know a method of sword cultivation that doesn't practice Kendo, and I don't know if Hong Daoyou would like to try it?"
"Oh? It's amazing. I'd like Han Daoyou to show me. "
Hong Ming looks curious.
How to practice sword without practicing Kendo?
It's amazing.
Han Ping nodded and led the way ahead, while Hong Ming followed him. After walking in the secret place for half an hour, they came to a place on the edge of the secret place.
"Here it is."
Han Ping said with a smile.
Hong Ming looked at what was in front of him and was shocked:
"this..."
Outside the sword gate. Hung Ming looked at the surrounding formations and the simultaneous interpreting of his sword spirit, and with a cautious look in his heart: "this sword gate is as strange as it is in the rumor." The five gates in the north of the earth. Qingyang palace, Zixia sect, Moyun sect, Jianmen sect, Dongsheng sect, among them, Qingyang palace has the longest inheritance, Zixia sect is the most mysterious, Moyun sect is the most overbearing, Dongsheng sect is the strongest, and Jianmen sect is the most special. How special? In the south of heaven, yulingzong is special enough. In the whole clan, the number of children is only one third of that of other clans, which is strange. And this sword clan is even more incredible. The number of monks in the whole clan is less than one thousand. In the north of the earth, there are more than ten million monks. As one of the five major gates in the north of the earth, the number of sword practitioners is less than one thousand, which is hard to imagine. However, Jianmen has been handed down for so many years. Although there are five major gates that have fallen down, they have never really lost. They have been handed down all the time. We can see the peculiarity of Jianmen. Standing outside the sword gate, Hong Ming felt the powerful sword Qi in the gate. They rise from the sky, in different postures. Take out a note, Hong Ming said a few words, the note is still in the array. After half a pillar of incense, there was a baby master flying out. "Dare to ask, but in the fall of the Dragon Waterfall hit Zixia Zong Liufeng really Jun fled the flood master?" The yuan infant, with a brave and resolute look on his face, came on the stage with his back on his back. However, when he saw Hong Ming, he still had a correct attitude and did not have the slightest humility. Hong Ming took a look at the Jian Xiu and nodded. "It's a good sword." Hong Ming thought from the bottom of his heart. "Master, please come inside." Yuan Yingjian Xiu stretched out his hand and led the way ahead. When you open the array and enter the mountain gate, many friars come to see Hong Ming. When they look at Hong Ming, they look surprised. However, the friars who lead the way look very respectful, and others dare not disturb them. On the contrary, they have discussed a lot in private. It was not long before I came to a barren mountain. On this barren mountain, there is a dead land, with withered vegetation and weeds everywhere. Hong Ming glanced around, frowning slightly. Up the barren mountain and on. Before long, I came to a thatched cottage in the barren mountain. In front of the thatched cottage, there was an old man with white hair sitting on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his body was dead. He looked as if he was dead. But when Hong Ming saw him, his brow was tight and his face was dignified. Since taking the elixir in Bingpo immortal mansion, Hong Ming thinks that no one in the four circles can threaten his safety. But today, Hong Ming feels a bit of danger. This old man may be able to cause fatal injury to himself. "Martial uncle, the distinguished guest has arrived." Friar Yuan Ying came forward and said respectfully. The old man slowly opened his eyes, stood up and looked directly at Hong Ming. "Hong Daoyou, come to our Jianmen to visit the Jiange?" The old man opened his mouth and said it without ceremony. Hong Ming nodded: "yes, I'm traveling in the north of the place. I want to enter the sword Pavilion. I don't know if you can give me face?" The old man's eyes are bright, but he has a strange air of death. Even after Hong Ming saw it, he felt surprised. Looking at Hong Ming, the old man finally got a little bit of popularity on his face and said, "my sword gate is not another sect. If it's an ordinary thing, it won't be forbidden. It's just that this sword Pavilion is related to the inheritance of the sect. In ordinary times, outsiders can't come." Hong Mingmo was silent. It's a strange place in the north, and each one is different. Zixiajian is half hidden, Huoyan lake is completely open, while other places are almost open, there is no limit, only this pavilion is completely closed. The sword Pavilion is a place of inheritance. It is said that Jianmen was founded after a group of Jianxiu inherited the inheritance of Jiange. There are countless Kendo heritages in this pavilion. It's very important for Jianmen to know who left them. Normally, it is impossible to open it to outsiders. The old man with white hair looked at Hong Ming for a moment and continued: "however, the sword Pavilion itself is not unique to our sword gate. It is inherited from the ancient immortals. The real king can enter it, but if you enter it, you must owe me a favor. If you want, you can enter it." "Human feelings?" Hong Ming was silent. It's not very useful. Some friars feel that they will not help if they have little human feelings, but some people feel that if they have great human feelings, they will keep them in mind.Many thoughts flashed through Hong Ming's heart. But almost in an instant, Hong Ming understood the intention of Jianmen. This sword Pavilion, if I treasure it, I can do it with the strength of the sword gate. But what about that? Many sects, however, are able to cultivate the disciples, rather than the lack of heritage. There is a sword Pavilion hidden in the sword gate. Of course, there is no problem. But if the sword gate is lonely one day, then the sword Pavilion is not a treasure, but something that wants the life of the sword gate. On the contrary, now, it is the right solution to sell people with things and make friends with the real God. At that time, even if Jianmen is in decline, there will be no problem with the care of other real gods, who will be able to survive for tens of thousands of years. This is the real way for the clan to survive. "Thank you, Daoyou. I'd like to join the sword Pavilion." Hong Ming answered directly. Although it's troublesome to be in debt, it's not necessarily a bad thing to be able to understand in this sword Pavilion. What's more, this kind of human relationship can be big or small. Hong Ming can do whatever he wants, and it's not so troublesome. After the white haired old man agreed, he didn't say anything. He took out the magic sword in his hand. The sword tore the void and formed a gap. "Here is the sword Pavilion. Please, Taoist friends." "Thank you very much." Hong Ming bowed his hand to thank him and stepped into the sword Pavilion. When the void dissipated, the old man sat down again. But this time, master Yuan Ying finally said, "martial uncle, why do you want this man to enter the sword pavilion? This man is not from the north of the earth. There's no need to make friends with him." Hearing this, the old man looked up: "you guys, although you have good talent and talent, you are stupid when you practice sword with all your heart." "Please give me some advice." Yuanying said in a jar voice. The old man waved his hand: "although Hong Daoyou is powerful, I don't worry about it. He has a good relationship with situ Yangguan in Qingyang palace, and I don't worry about it. But his potential ranks first among all the people I have seen. Even if I have sword bone and heart, I may not be able to deal with him." "How could it be?" Master Yuan Ying was stunned. There is no need to say more about the strength of martial uncle. Although few hands, but vaguely between the north of the first person's name. It's a pity that the martial uncle seldom gives a hand. The outside world doesn't think so. But there is no doubt about the strength of martial uncle. "You go down. The matter of the sword Pavilion is settled. There are not one or two people who come to the sword Pavilion. If he can get any inheritance, it's also his chance. There are a lot of inheritances in our sword gate." The old man closed his eyes and continued to sit upright. The baby looks dignified. Over the years, most of the heritage of the sword pavilion has been acquired by Jianmen, which has become the inheritance of the skills of Jianmen. In addition to Jianmen's own collection in recent years, there is no lack of the inheritance of zongmen. However, it's not good for the sword pavilion to be understood by outsiders. In the secret. Hong Ming stepped forward. This secret place is not big. Hong Ming can see the edge at a glance. It's only a few miles around. It can be called a pocket secret place. But It's a different place. The sword is full of vigor. It's buzzing. Even if Hong Ming didn't practice Kendo, he could feel all kinds of sword Qi hovering in the air. Golden sword, brilliant atmosphere. The red sword is burning. Blue sword, waves of water. There are even black and white Yin Yang magic swords. The five elements sword with five colors shining. Each handle is unusual. Even though the body of the magic sword has dissipated for many years, it is still shining. "The man who built the sword Pavilion is really good at it." Hong Ming's eyes are shining, looking at the sword Pavilion. This sword Pavilion should be called sword tomb. Every magic sword is integrated into the sword Pavilion. Unless the sword Pavilion can be destroyed, the magic sword will not be destroyed. It will only be transformed into sword Qi and integrated into the sword Pavilion. Each sword contains its own inheritance. Hong Ming moves forward slowly, feeling a magic sword. Hong Ming really has a few of the magic swords that he belongs to. For example, the five elements divine sword, which is not only vertical and horizontal, but also mutual evolution of the five elements, contains infinite five elements, which can be called mysterious. Moreover, the divine sword is magnificent and magnificent. It is like five mountains. If you cultivate this magic power, its power can be called abnormal. There is also a magic sword with three rays of wind, thunder and ice. Black and white Yin Yang magic sword. They are all extraordinary. Every magic sword, if you can understand it, is a huge harvest.But Hong Ming turned around and didn't choose. In the interval of Hongming's hesitation, a distant light flies over. In the light of escaping, a monk in a long robe saluted with a long sword on his back: "dare you ask, but are you a Taoist friend of Hong Ming?" Hong Ming gave a dumb smile: "you're very polite. It's Hong, but it's strange why people recognize me when I go to a place." "Ha ha, Taoist friend is modest, and his magic power has been defeated. It's spread all over the north of the earth. I know it's not strange. What's more, Taoist friend situ has talked about you with other people." Jian Xiu explained with a look of excitement and curiosity in his eyes. Looking at this man, Hong Ming feels good about him. This Jian Xiu has a pure mind and pure eyes. Hong Ming feels ashamed when he looks at it. The heart of a child! Hong Ming's heart is instantly clear. First of all, he saw the legendary sword madman in the north of the earth, and then he saw such a pure hearted monk. Hong Ming didn't know what he thought at the bottom of his heart. There are so many geniuses in this world. Only people with special physique have the heart of a child. This kind of physique is extraordinary. It has a great effect on cultivation. It is much faster than ordinary monks to understand the way of heaven and earth. However, if the mind is too much, the comprehension will decline greatly. And then quickly became ordinary people. Because it is almost impossible to be sincere and sincere. In the south of heaven, this kind of constitution has not appeared for tens of thousands of years. Once upon a time, after the foundation period of cultivation, it became worldly and lost its pure heart. Later, although it condensed the golden elixir, it soon disappeared. There are also such legends in the Buddhist kingdom of the western regions. But it's not much better. But this man is not. He has reached the stage of transforming the spirit. "This man should be the hidden genius of Jianmen. It's easier to succeed in cultivation if you leave this man in a secret place, have a pure heart and not be influenced by others." "But Hong Daoyou feels difficult to choose Kendo?" Han Ping asked. Hong Ming nodded: "yes, I don't minor in kendo. I'm glad to see you, but I don't know which Kendo to choose. Please help me." "It's easy." With a smile, Han Ping pointed to the swords in the air and said: "if you want to understand the swords in this place, it's very simple. The swords are spiritual. You just need to send out the meaning of the swords and communicate with the swords that suit you." Han Ping said, making a cover up. As soon as he reached out, a sword came flying. This sword Qi is a little strange, but it has two properties of Jin Lei. Flying to Hanping's magic sword, it is buzzing and hovering like a bird, while Hanping is smiling and greeting the sword. This scene looks at Hong Ming dull. Magic weapon, although there is spirit, but the spirit is slowly rising. The common friars are inferior magic weapons. When it comes to the top-quality magic weapon, it will have a strong spirit, and can force itself to control the aura between heaven and earth to resist the enemy. This kind of magic weapon is generally cultivated by the monks of Dongxu period. But these sword Qi can also be achieved. "Thank you for your advice, but I didn't refine the meaning of the sword. I didn't even have the edge of the sword. What should I do?" Hong Ming said with a bitter smile. Although the bottom of my heart has predicted, but now know, Hong Ming is still some regret. The inheritance of this pavilion is related to kendo. Only sword repair is suitable. Hong Ming now enters this, also has no harvest. "But it's no good, it's no gain, and it's a small favor." Hong Ming didn't lose much. Instead, he thought of the good side and looked very flat. Han Ping laughed and flicked his finger. The sword flew into the sky with a whiff. Then he said, "Hong Daoyou is really powerful. But if you don't practice Kendo, you can't get the inheritance of sword cultivation. For example, I know a method of sword cultivation that doesn't practice Kendo, and I don't know if Hong Daoyou would like to try it?" "Oh? It's amazing. I'd like Han Daoyou to show me. " Hong Ming looks curious. How to practice sword without practicing Kendo? It's amazing. Han Ping nodded and led the way ahead, while Hong Ming followed him. After walking in the secret place for half an hour, they came to a place on the edge of the secret place. "Here it is." Han Ping said with a smile. Hong Ming looked at what was in front of him and was shocked: "this..."
