Lin Ruofei felt bitter in her heart, but she had no jealousy towards Lin Xuan.

   The only idea is to try hard to learn from the Difu.

   Even if he can't become an excellent man like Di Fu, as long as he can reach his twelfth level, his life will not be in vain!

   And in the entire Holy Land of the Beginning, the one who has the deepest understanding of the mantra of Lin Xuan is of course the Holy Lord of the Beginning.

   "The eight characters of Di Fu are really great wisdom!"

   Guan Youyun had already stepped into his heart 3,500 years ago.

   But in the years that followed, his kendo attainments never made a big breakthrough.

   After hearing these eight words of Lin Xuan, he felt a sudden realization.

   He originally thought that kendo was actually the way to kill, and what he pursued was the ultimate attack power.

   One grass and one tree can cut the sun, moon and stars.

   A single thread can break eternal years.

   But Lin Xuan's words overturned the traditional understanding of kendo, giving people a feeling of a hut.

   Guan Youyun is convinced that as long as he continues to comprehend and experience the eight-character mantra, he will definitely be able to break through the state of mind and touch the highest state of Tao.

   "I originally thought that apart from Master, I would never meet other nobles in this life."

   "From now on, Di Fu is also my great man!"

   Guan Youyun looked at Lin Xuan, with deep worship and awe in his eyes.

   Seeing Mu Youqing successfully passed the level, everyone present admired Lin Xuan a lot, and Xuanzhu and the others were extremely happy.

   "Daddy is the best!"

"Yep!"

   "Hmm, yes!"

   "Yeah, yes!"

   The little girls crawled to Lin Xuan's side, holding his face in a mess.

   Feeling the refreshing sensation on his face, Lin Xuan raised his brows.

   Okay, my daughters washed my face again.

   Mu Youqing has reached the state of mind, and the next state of Tao will take a long time to train, and she knows she can't complete it.

   In order not to delay other people's assessment, she walked off the martial arts stage and came to Lin Xuan with a smile:

   "Cousin-in-law, I don't want to thank you for your kindness, please give me instructions if you find it useful in the future!"

   Lin Xuan smiled slightly: "My family doesn't need to be so polite."

   Mu Youqing nodded.

   Cousin's gentle attitude is indeed full of charm.

   Next, the assessment continues.

   Mu Youqing took this opportunity to tell Lin Xuan about the rules of the Holy Land of the Beginning.

  According to the tradition, it is necessary to wait until everyone's assessment is over before Mu Youqing accepts the canonization of the Holy Land.

  Because of reaching the state of mind, it is equivalent to a swordsman.

   You can start a sect and establish your own kendo sect.

   This is a great honor, and should be respected and blessed by all the disciples of the Holy Land.

   "Wait so long?"

   "Yeah, so boring!"

   When the little girls heard it, they lost their interest and continued to stay in the hall.

   They came to cheer the aunt, and now the aunt is successful, if you wait any longer, it will be really boring!

   Lin Xuan pettedly said: "Or Daddy will take you outside to play?"

   "Okay!" The four little girls suddenly beamed with eyes.

   Mu Youqing said: "I know there is a mountain in the Holy Land that is extremely fun, why don't I take you there?"

   In accordance with the rules of the Holy Land of the Beginning, the named disciples can move around at will after the assessment.

   Mu Youqing is also a playful character, so he hit it off with the little girls.

   After greeting Guan Youyun, she took Lin Xuan and the children and left the hall.

   Lin Xuan and the others left, the assessment continued.

   About half an hour later, an extremely majestic and sharp sword aura suddenly poured in from outside the hall.

   After this sword aura appeared, everyone present was shocked.

   "What a strong sword spirit!"

   Even Guan Youyun can't help but shrink his pores.

   The strength of this sword aura, apart from the master, he has never encountered a second person in this life.

  According to his guess, the kendo attainments of the visitor are higher than him, and he is only a step away from the realm of Dao.

   And, in accordance with the rules of kendo.

  The state that reaches the third center of gravity is the sword sect, and the state that reaches the fourth center of gravity is the sword fairy.

   In other words, the person who came is a quasi sword fairy!

   This is terrible!

   looked up, and saw a slender figure walk through the door.

   He is wearing a black robe, his face is carved like a knife, and his eyes are sharp.

   A wild sword aura lingers all over the body, which makes one cannot help but look at him.

   "Brother!"

   Guan Youyun exclaimed.

   The man at the door was Yuan Xiao, the senior who left the Holy Land angrily eight hundred years ago.

   Yuan Xiao's sword eyes scanned the audience coldly.

   Anyone who made eye contact with him immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look at him at all.

   "It hasn't been here for eight hundred years. The disciples in this sacred place are truly inferior to one generation!"

   Yuan Xiao snorted coldly: "Guan Youyun, you are a good saint master!"

   Guan Youyun knew that Yuan Xiao’s visit was not kind to him.

   But, after all, he was a fellow fellow.

  He still treated politely: "I don't know what happened to the brother today?"

   Before Yuan Xiao could answer, thousands of people swarmed into the gate of the Great Hall of the Beginning.

   These people are all flashes of sword intent, and at first glance they are masters in sword repair.

   Their cultivation bases are all near the Venerable Realm, and the lowest is also the cultivation base of the mid-level Divine Soul Realm.

   After everyone arrived, Yuan Xiao raised his hand and pointed at the people who followed.

   "These people are the Sword Sect heads of our Northern Xuantian ranking within a thousand."

   "Today, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I want to be in front of them with you and make a break for our previous agreement!"

   "Promise?" Guan Youyun looked surprised, "What agreement?"

   "Hmph! Don't pretend to be stupid!" Yuan Xiao scolded angrily, "Did you forget that you and I had a dispute about kendo?"

   When he said this, Guan Youyun suddenly realized.

   More than eight hundred years ago, he and Yuan Xiao were the most outstanding true disciples in the Holy Land.

   However, the two people's views on Kendo run counter to each other.

   Guan Youyun feels that although kendo is the way to kill, it should be the most introverted sword spirit to stabilize the sword's heart.

  Yuan Xiao believes that since it is the way to kill, then you must expose your domineering, completely release the sword energy, and not be angry or pretentious.

   As a result, the two had a huge disagreement, and the matter also caused trouble to the master master.

   Because the master master supports Guan Youyun's point of view, Yuan Xiao feels he has been hit by a huge blow and feels hesitates.

   But before leaving, he swore in front of Guan Youyun and Master Master, that he would prove that they were wrong.

   Guan Youyun was furious for a while, and he made an agreement with him that sooner or later the two will have a showdown to prove who is the real kendo.

   And this difference is more than eight hundred years.

   Guan Youyun was all about kendo, but he forgot about it.

   Unexpectedly, Yuan Xiao kept thinking about it.

   finally brought Bei Xuantian's sword sect master to a showdown with him.

   "Brother, everyone has a very different view of Kendo, but the end we pursue is the same."

   Guan Youyun said politely: "You and I were once the same door, why bother to this point because of this?"

   Yuan Xiao disdainfully said: "Stop talking nonsense! Today you and I must make a break!"

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