Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

Chapter 10 The Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect in the face of catastrophe

The yard was quiet again.

Li Nianfan brought Da Hei to the backyard. At first, his face was a little apprehensive, but when he saw the tortoise lying beside the pool, he suddenly let out a long sigh of relief and let go of his heart.

The tortoise actually lay leisurely on the shore to bask in the sun, and did not disappear.

It seems that there are no monsters in this pool, so there is no need to move.

He instructed Xiaobai to clean up the tableware and chopsticks, while he lay down on the reclining chair in the front yard to rest.

Although the sun is strong, it is a little cool because of the shade of the trees.

In the rest room, he touched the jade pendant in his pocket.

If you have nothing to do, let's refurbish this jade pendant.

When he was interested, he directly found tools and began to perfect the phoenix carved on the jade pendant.

Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened.

At this time, there are two mountain peaks thousands of miles away, and the opposite sides are as flat as mirrors.

The two peaks were originally a whole, and it was rumored that they were split in half by the sword of the ancestor of Wanjian Xianzong, so they were named Shuangjianfeng.

On Shuangjian Peak, there is a temple building, which is Wanjian Xianzong.

The three of Bai Luoshuang hurried to the foot of the mountain. They were panting heavily. Yujian flew all the way without a break, and finally came back at the fastest speed.

At this time, they still didn't care about being tired, and hurried towards the mountain.

Climbing up the stairs, I didn't meet a single disciple.

Seeing the glorious Wanjian Immortal Sect in the past become what it is today, the eyes of the three of them couldn't help but turn red.

In the center of the square of Wanjian Xianzong, a pitch-black long sword was embedded straight on the ground, exuding a strange black light.

An old man stood in front of the long sword, speechless for a long time.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"Senior brother, most of the disciples have been alienated, and a few are unwilling to leave, saying that they want to coexist with the sect." A woman in palace dress walked over and said in a low voice.

The old man said in a low voice: "If they don't leave, then they will be expelled from the teacher's door. In the future, Wanjian Xianzong will no longer exist. Drive them away!"

The woman in the palace dress trembled and her eyes were slightly moist, "Senior brother, do we really have no chance of winning?"

"No." The old man shook his head and said bitterly: "The sword demon uses the sword to enter the demon, and his swordsmanship already contains sword intent. I can't even pull out the sword he inserted on the ground, so how could it be him? opponent?"

Three years ago, the Sword Demon was born, holding the Falling Demon Sword, claiming to challenge the Sword Sect in the world by himself.

Originally, everyone thought it was a joke, however, as the Sword Demon challenged one kendo sect after another, the laughter stopped abruptly.

The sword of the Sword Demon is really a magic sword. Once unsheathed, it will be stained with blood!

The Sword Demon has a characteristic. Before each challenge, his Falling Demon Sword will drop from the sky in advance and insert it into the sect. After three days, he will come to take the sword. Once defeated by the Sword Demon, the whole sect will not leave one. Live!

Some people also thought about hiding the Sword Demon's sword first, but until today, no one has been able to pull out the Sword Demon's sword from the ground.

The sect that challenged this time was Wanjian Xianzong. The moment he received the challenge, the old man knew that his sect was over, and he began to dismiss his disciples without hesitation.

The old man suddenly said: "Junior sister, you also go!"

The woman in the palace dress looked calm, and seemed to have long thought that the old man would say this, but shook her head firmly.

The old man sighed and said sympathetically, "Hey, what's the trouble with you?"

"Sect Master, Sect Master, it's not good, Miss and the others are back."

A disciple hurried over and said eagerly.

"what?"

"Bullshit!"

The expressions of the old man and the woman in palace dress changed drastically at the same time.

"Father, mother, I'm back." Bai Luoshuang had already run over, her cheeks were slightly red and she looked a little excited.

"What are you doing back here? Are you crazy!" The old man almost shouted.

He had to be in a hurry. When the day dawned, the Sword Demon would come, and if they came back at this time, they were courting death!

"Let's go quickly!" The woman in the palace dress didn't care about anything else, she would leave with Bai Luoshuang without a word.

Bai Luoshuang said stubbornly, "Mother, I'm not leaving, I'm here to help Dad!"

"It's up to you, how can you help? Hurry up!" The old man said sternly with a sullen face.

Bai Luoshuang was not angry at all, and said excitedly: "Dad, this time we met a hidden expert outside, and I can definitely help you, you believe me."

The palace-dressed woman sighed and said softly, "Shuang'er, where is it so easy to meet a hermit master? Even if there is, why should they help you?"

She was sure in her heart that Bai Luoshuang was not deeply involved in the world, and the Wanjian Immortal Sect was in danger and went to the doctor in a hurry, and was deceived!

Bai Luoshuang hurriedly said: "Mother, I'm not talking nonsense, the place where the master is located can create a steady stream of spiritual energy, even the water you drink is full of spiritual energy, comparable to elixir!"

The woman in the palace dress rolled her eyes at Luoshuang, and now she began to suspect that her daughter was not being deceived so easily, she might have lost her mind.

Create aura? Drink spirit water?

80% is the world in a dream.

"Mother, you have to believe me, Brother Luo, you quickly take out the things!" Bai Luoshuang urged, eager to prove himself.

The old man said angrily, "Luo Hao, it's okay for the little junior sister to be fooling around, why are you even making a fool of yourself?"

"Master, we have really met an expert!" Luo Hao carefully took out the scroll and unfolded it gently.

Because Li Nianfan used ordinary drawing paper, he was afraid of ruining the drawing paper.

"A piece of drawing paper? You just want to save Wanjian Xianzong with this?" The old man laughed angrily and shook his head in disappointment.

Anyone with a little brainstorm will not be deceived into this by an ordinary drawing paper.

Looking at the appearance of the three of them, they really regarded the drawing paper as a treasure, which was ridiculous.

Qin Zhu explained: "Sect Master, this drawing paper is different."

The old man had a straight face and was too lazy to speak.

"The catastrophe is imminent, you should stop fooling around." The woman in the palace dress couldn't help saying.

At this moment, the picture scroll finally unfolded, and Bai Luoshuang put it in front of the old man, "Dad, look."

The old man didn't take it seriously at first, his eyes were just a casual glance, and the next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body trembled.

"This, this is..."

His mouth was dry, and he wanted to stick his eyeballs on the scroll. His face was sometimes excited, sometimes in awe.

In his eyes, what is in front of him is not a picture scroll, but a person who is holding a long sword and going to a duel with faith!

A sharp sword shot towards him.

Proud, domineering, ruthless!

For the man in the picture, the old man felt the same way.

It is also a duel, it is also a last-ditch battle, and it is also a kendo competition!

Even if there are thousands of troops in front of me, I will break through with a single sword, and there will be no advance but no retreat!

boom!

From the old man, the same sword intent rose up into the sky, rushing straight into the sky.

From a distance, there was a tornado on Shuangjian Peak. The shape of this wind was like a long sword!

The disciples of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect felt this sword intent, and the long swords in their hands could not help but let out a clear cry.

Even the black long sword stuck on the ground started to tremble.

The look of the woman in the palace dress changed, and she said with ecstasy: "Shuang'er, hurry up and let everyone quit, your father has made a breakthrough!"

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