Wuliang Sword Sect is located halfway up the east peak of Wuliang Mountain. Liu Chen¡¯s Qinggong skills were quite impressive at this time, and he was considered top-notch among second-rate masters. Although Wuliang Mountain is not short, it is two to three thousand meters long, but it is not steep and not as difficult to climb as Huashan Mountain. Liu Chen took Zhong Ling's soft little hand and climbed up the mountain lightly, almost without skipping a beat towards the Wuliang Sword Sect. Although Liu Chen brought one person with him, Liu Chen's speed did not slow down much. Zhong Ling could only feel the wind blowing in his ears, and they crossed the rugged mountain road like clouds and mist. Weeds, thorns, snakes, insects, ants, and even tigers, leopards, and jackals could not hinder their pace. On Wuliang Mountain, the sword showdown between the East and West sects was in full swing. "It seems that we came at just the right time." Liu Chen chuckled and naturally hugged Zhong Ling's slender waist. His body seemed to be integrated with the breeze, and the catkins were flying in the wind. The toes of his right feet lightly touched the green brick wall. Be gentle and easily jump over the two-foot brick wall, sneak into the Wuliang Sword Sect silently, sit on the beam, and watch the excitement from a high position. Zhong Ling doesn¡¯t know any exquisite swordsmanship, and he has never taught Liu Chen. Therefore, before seeing the Wuliang Sword Sect's sword competition, Liu Chen could hardly use a sword, and even forgot what a sword looked like. Most of the people of the Wuliang Sword Sect participating in the sword competition are disciples of the sect. The leader is self-reliant on his status and will not take action personally unless absolutely necessary. Over the past few decades, in sword competitions between the Eastern and Western Sects, the disciples have usually competed to determine the outcome, with the winner staying in the Sword Lake Palace. The disciples of the East and West Sects participating in the sword competition are naturally good in martial arts within the Wuliang Sword Sect, but when it comes to the world, they are not even third-rate masters. They can basically be said to be low-level shrimps. If you don¡¯t have good martial arts skills, your swordsmanship will naturally not be very good. Although in the eyes of outsiders, the swordsman's moves are extremely fast, the sword light is dazzling, and the fight is extremely lively, in the eyes of martial arts masters, it is really unsightly and full of flaws. Zhong Ling was watching with great interest. He was peeling melon seeds and watching the sword fight. His little feet were wearing green shoes, hanging on the beam. There were a few small yellow flowers embroidered on the shoes, like autumn chrysanthemums in the wind. cute. On a normal day, Liu Chen would of course eat melon seeds with Zhong Ling, talk about life ideals, and say some sweet words by the way, praising how cute and beautiful she is dressed today. Women, most of the time, still like to be praised by others, especially by the man they like. With just a few words, she will be in high spirits and her heart will be as sweet as drinking honey. Liu Chen is the second man Zhong Ling has seen. He is smart and talented, making the little girl extremely envious and admired. This month they traveled around the mountains and rivers, spending time together day and night, and occasionally sleeping in the mountains together. The two hearts were connected unknowingly. Zhong Ling felt bored when he saw Liu Chen watching the sword competition in the hall intently, so he peeled the melon seeds and fed him one by one. Liu Chen didn't refuse anyone who came, and ate them one by one, but remained silent and concentrated on watching the sword fight between the two disciples of the Wuliang Sect. Liu Chen was filled with shock. He remembered that he had never learned swordsmanship, but watching the two men compete with each other, he could clearly see every move. "If that's the case, then it's okay. At most, it means that after learning internal skills, my ears and eyesight have increased, and my eyesight has increased." But what Liu Chen saw was definitely not the case. Not only did he clearly see each of the opponent's moves, but he also predicted the opponent's subsequent moves extremely accurately. What's even more powerful is that he can see seven or eight flaws in every move made by the two men. Although he has not fought, he is confident that if he fights with the other party, he can kill him with one move. Liu Chen was so shocked by his discovery that he was speechless. "Am I really, as Ling'er said, a martial arts genius like no other?" Liu Chen was puzzled. He couldn't figure out the reason, so he could only think about his talent. The more he watched, the more fascinated he became. It was obviously a mess of swordsmanship, but it gave Liu Chen a lot of inspiration and insights. Various swordsmanship theories that came from nowhere flashed rapidly in his mind. At first, it was like a mountain spring, trickling. Later, the kendo theories slowly gathered, intertwined and collided with each other, sparking countless sparks of inspiration. The subtle and mysterious kendo theories were like lightning, flashing endlessly in Liu Chen's mind, as if starting. The sharp sword of heaven allowed him to see a whole new world. "These kendo theories are originally profound and obscure. If it were anyone else, they would be just a kendo theory. It would be impossible to fully understand them within three to five years." But Liu Chen seemed to know it from birth. He knew those obscure sword principles at a glance, mastered them in a moment, and understood them in an instant. He integrated them into his mind and soul and completely turned them into his own. The two disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect who competed with each other were just an introduction, detonating his kendo memories hidden deep in his mind. ??The theory of swordsmanship is intertwined, like clear springs converging into streams, like streams converging into rivers, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, turning into a mighty and vast river of kendo theory. The theory that there is always a way to win without a move, and the mysteries of the four realms of the Swordless Realm, all emerged in his mind, turning into a dense sword intent, filled with an extremely violent and destructive aura. The swords and intentions blended together, and were calcined and tempered by the spiritual fire, and finally turned into a unique three-foot long sword. It was a seemingly ordinary sword. It had neither the sword energy that soared into the sky or the earth, nor the sword energy that shone through the Nine Netherworlds, nor the strange phenomenon of the starlight flowing and changing the color of the sky and the earth. It was just like a blue-gray stone sword carved from ordinary bluestone. . "But this seemingly ordinary three-foot green sword seems to contain the eternal wisdom, which is indestructible and cannot be leaked. Although this sword is only three feet long, there is no bend in it. It is absolutely hard and straight. It seems that it has gone through the ups and downs of time, the changes of space, the vicissitudes of the sea, the collapse of the sky and the earth, and it will never be damaged or change in the slightest. This sword seems to be the beginning of swordsmanship. The true nature of swordsmanship seems to have only a sharp and domineering pure sword intention that destroys all things. It also seems to contain all the ways of the world in one furnace. The more you look at it, the more mysterious it becomes, and you can't help but be intoxicated. Among them, you can't extricate yourself. The sword¡¯s will is immortal and immortal, and seems to be able to evolve all things and encompass heaven and earth. The meaning of the sword is as formless as the breeze, as endless as a stream, like a dancing beauty, or a fairy smiling charmingly, touching people's hearts. ????????????? It¡¯s also like a lofty mountain, as heavy as ten thousand stones, supporting the sky and subduing the earth; like a demon king destroying the world, with infinite power of destruction and annihilation, like a giant god opening the sky, full of vitality that nurtures the heaven and earth and breeds all things. No one can describe the breadth and depth of this sword. It seems to be the source of the great avenue and the ancestor of the sword. This sword is exactly what Liu Chen obtained in the world of divine eagles, and is the supreme inheritance of the sword demon Dugu Qiubai. That immortal, timeless, pure and profound sword intention has long been integrated into the depths of Liu Chen's soul. As long as one soul remains immortal, it will never disappear. Even if he loses his memory, as long as Liu Chen comes into contact with swordsmanship again, even the most superficial, superficial, and lowest-level crude swordsmanship will awaken his memory of swordsmanship deep in his soul, allowing him to instantly understand the principles of swordsmanship and once again Become a strong swordsman. When Liu Chen once again understood the way of the Immortal Sword, the competition between the Eastern and Western sects of the Wuliang Sword Sect continued according to the plot. Duan Yu, a nerd who didn't understand martial arts, suddenly laughed out loud, angering the Wuliang Sword Sect, and was beaten by an insignificant disciple. Beaten up. Zhong Ling was a very kind girl, so naturally she couldn't watch a group of martial arts men bully a bookworm who didn't understand martial arts. She called Liu Chen a few times, hoping that he would help, but Liu Chen's eyes were dull and he stared at the hall. The stone floor was in trance. After calling a few times but getting no response, Zhong Ling decided to take action on his own and let some small snakes kill the dragon disciple. Although Zuo Zimu, the head of Dongzong, is not a master who protects his shortcomings, he cannot let his disciples be bullied. He relied on his status and could not take action himself, but asked his disciples to go up the beam to catch Zhong Ling. Zhong Ling was outnumbered and released a lightning mink to bite him randomly, causing chaos in the scene. At this moment, a man dressed in white, with a handsome face and elegant demeanor appeared. When this person walked into the hall, it was as if the light from heaven and earth suddenly focused on him, and the others suddenly seemed dim and turned into a group of ugly ducklings. The eyes of the female disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect glowed with infatuation, as if they had formed countless cute stars. Some of the older female disciples who had tasted the taste of men were glanced at by this man, and their whole bodies were suddenly numb and their lower bodies were wet. This man walked into the room, and his body flew into the crowd like a butterfly. In an instant, the whole room was filled with white shadows, like a god casting a clone spell. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people in the venue had their acupuncture points tapped, and the chaotic scene suddenly became quiet. Duan Yu and Zhong Ling were stunned, as if they had seen a ghost. The visitor nodded with satisfaction, thinking that his impressive appearance would definitely win the favor of Duan Yu and Zhong Ling. If you get the protagonist's favor, you can share his luck. If you get the favor of Zhong Ling, you can have a beautiful woman in his arms. It really kills two birds with one stone. The man felt happy, thinking that not everyone in the other reincarnations had such good luck, and he should have won at the starting line this time. After sharing Duan Yu's Lingbo Microwave and Beiming Divine Skills, his martial arts will surely advance to a whole new level. By then, he will be able to kill some reincarnations, seize their resources, and complete the mission of the Lord God just around the corner. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but smile, but he ignored Liu Chen on the beam. By the time he walked into the hall, Liu Chen had mastered countless sword techniques and once again understood the immortal sword. ¡¾Ask for recommendations, collections, praise and book reviews. It has been 4 days this week, and there is still a lot of essence. Please drink more, don¡¯t waste your experience. A book friends exchange group has been established. There is a book review area and works related to it. Brothers who are interested can join it. ¡¿