Lu Changzhi was only three steps away from the Heavenly Sword, when suddenly an invisible force blocked him out. He looked up at an old Taoist priest with a thin face, white hair and beard, who was not easy to talk to.
The Grand Elder of the Sword Sect may not be the strongest among the elders, but because he was the elder of the Sword Immortal when he was young, he has the highest status among the elders.
The great elder said calmly: "My fellow disciple, I advise you not to have any more delusions. This sword only recognizes the sword immortal. If you want to fight for it, you will only die."
"I am indeed not as good as the Sword Immortal." Lu Changzhi admitted it openly, acknowledging both his ability and his identity.
"But that doesn't mean that the Sword Immortal is stronger than everyone else."
Suddenly, a powerful sword intent instantly broke through the blockade of the Great Elder. It was an admonition in itself, but it was not easy for a reincarnated person who was still in the mortal body.
Just by relying on his own sword intent, he can immediately reach the golden elixir level of the great elder, and can be regarded as a candidate for the sword master in the cultivation world.
Lu Changzhi gently grasped the ancient sword. A clear sound of sword sounded across the sky, shaking off the snow on the mountains and awakening the peerless sword immortal.
"Lü Changzhi, the sword-bearing man under the Lord of the Killing Sword, is the last generation of the Sword Sect's disciple. I am here to ask the Sword Immortal for advice."
Killing is the decision of life and death.
As the saying goes, severe punishments should be used in troubled times. The Sword Immortal was the peak of the Sword Sect, and then it was the decline of the Sword Sect. The way the Sword Immortal left in the Heavenly Sword was too powerful, so powerful that the descendants could not hold the sword at all.
Anyone who forcibly uses the Heavenly Sword is like a consumable; even someone as strong as one at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage will die.
For 500 years, the Sword Sect had not had a true Sword Master. This inadvertently cut off the inheritance, and without a supreme master who could dominate the world, the sects that were once suppressed by the Sword Immortals rose up to attack them.
Until the generation of Lu Changzhi, the Sword Sect completely lost control of the world.
Success is due to the sword immortal, and failure is also due to the sword immortal.
In the Dingmao year, the world was in chaos, with frequent natural disasters and rampant man-made disasters.
There was a great famine, people were cannibalizing each other, fathers sold their sons, mothers sold their daughters, and all their own flesh and blood were eaten.
The Sword Sect was unable to support the world, so in order to gain a glimmer of hope for the world, they practiced the way of killing and sacrificed their own lives.
The last generation of the Sword Sect did not cultivate their lives, but only sought to kill.
clang!
The sword rang again, and the murderous aura rolled in like the Yangtze River.
All the objects in the hall were blown all over the place by the invisible wave, and the golden candlelight above was suddenly extinguished. The icy wind blew up everyone's hair, goose bumps began to appear on their skin, and their eyes were covered by the red sword light.
The young man with a dull look in his eyes stood holding a sword, his half-closed eyelids were filled with murderous intent. With his mortal body, he frightened many golden elixirs.
The way of killing, the ultimate way of killing.
"How is that possible?!"
The great elder of the Sword Sect stood up suddenly and looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief. Such sword intent had surpassed everyone present, even surpassing the previous generation of sword masters before the Sword Immortal.
The strength of the Heavenly Sword is stronger than its innate nature, and stronger than the nourishment of the sword will of the sword masters of all generations. Hundreds of sword masters who have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship forged it, integrating their own swordsmanship into it, thus creating this sword that is the best in the world.
Those who hold the Heavenly Sword can use their Nascent Soul to kill the God.
This shows how powerful the Heavenly Sword is. It and the sword holder complement each other. The stronger the sword holder, the stronger the Heavenly Sword will be. The weak are not qualified to hold the sword.
Although the sword techniques of the Sword Sect are often extreme, the techniques are orthodox. They emphasize self-cultivation and a righteous heart. Especially after the Sword Immortal, the sword sect's techniques are more moderate and peaceful, and it is impossible for them to have such a strong murderous aura.
But the fellow disciple in front of them actually had such a strong murderous intention, and his cultivation level that had not yet reached the Qi Refining Stage affected their minds. It seemed as if they were in a sea of blood and corpses.
How many people must be killed to give rise to such a murderous aura? Many demons probably don't have this much murderous aura.
Is this really someone from their Sword Sect?
Suspicion arose, and all the Jindan elders instantly locked onto the young man in front of them.
The great elder frowned and said, "My fellow disciple, I see that the technique you are practicing does not seem to be the orthodox way of Xuanmen."
Lu Changzhi asked in return: "Does it matter whether it is the orthodoxy of Xuanmen?"
shake!
The Heavenly Sword was slightly unsheathed, and a cold light illuminated the sky.
All the Jindan elders attacked together, and the hall was enveloped by countless lights. With a loud bang, an unparalleled force exploded, and the hurricane swept up the entire ceiling and smashed it into pieces.
Looking from the outside, all one saw was debris flying in the sky. A crack appeared thousands of feet above the sky, piercing through the layers of dark clouds.
A dozen Jindan elders had already left the hall and stood high in the sky. The great elder had a cut on his cheek. Everyone was more or less frightened. They had never expected that the other party's sword intent would be so strong.
"Cough cough cough"
In the ruins, coughing sounds spread through the dust.
Lu Changzhi coughed up some blood, then looked up at the Golden Core Elder in the sky again. He did not attack again because he could no longer draw his sword.
He looked up at the higher and steeper mountain ahead. It was the Tianjian Peak that was split by a sword, standing on the ground like a giant sword. A woman in white fluttering clothes appeared and floated down the mountain step by step.
His hands were shaking slightly, his body temperature was dropping rapidly, and he couldn't suppress his inexplicable panic.
In a few breaths, a woman in white clothes who looked like a snow lotus on a mountain landed in front of him. She looked down at Lu Changzhi with an indifferent gaze, and said in a cold and elegant voice, "You are not bad. What's your name?"
Lu Changzhi suppressed his inner panic and excitement, cupped his hands slightly, bowed respectfully and said: "Lu Changzhi, I meet the Sword Immortal."
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