The boy asked, "Your sword was very good just now, what's the name?"

Qian Renyu said: "That sword was originally the sword of Senior Jianzi, named Gu Chen. To be precise, what I had before was only the sword magical powers of Gu Chen's sword. Senior Jianzi's sword, wind and thunder, and can only use his original sword Gu Chen to swing to the fullest."

The boy suddenly realized and said, "So you are here to return the sword technique."

Qian Renyu smiled and shook his head, "What I want to return is only the right to use these three sword magical powers."

The boy was a little confused and said, "What does the right to use swordsmanship and magical powers mean?"

Qian Renyu laughed and said, "When he is willing to accept you as his disciple, you will naturally understand."

"What's the mystery in a mess?" the boy said in confusion.

"But if you want to worship him as your teacher, your awareness is not enough." Qian Renyu shook his head and said.

"What does it mean if you are not enlightened enough?" the young man asked.

"What are you willing to dedicate to your swordsmanship? Do you want to get the worldly swordsmanship from him by showing off just by showing off? So, your enlightenment is far from enough."

The young man thoughtfully and asked, "How could you know so clearly? Is it his apprentice?"

Qian Renyu shook his head and said, "I am just a junior who borrowed three sets of swordsmanship and magical powers from him."

The young man was still puzzled. At this moment, Qian Renyu's body shook and had already left the huge meteorite.

"What does it mean if you are not enlightened enough? However, if you kneel, I don't believe that your heart is strong. One day you will accept me as your disciple." The young Zijinlian said intimately.

Time passed slowly, and in this way, the purple golden lotus, who was determined to seek a master, had been kneeling on the meteorite for thirty years, and Wandering Jianzi still had no reply.

He was thinking about it in his heart: "I have been kneeling for so long, will he accept it or not?"

One day, another young man in white came over, and Zijinlian naturally noticed someone coming. She was about to look back and saw a sound.

"Don't look back, focus on it."

The young man in white said, "I am here today because I hope you can connect with the Taoist Heavenly Lord in a while."

Wandering Jianzi did not answer, but heard the young man in white say, "This is not a meaningless behavior. There are not many people who can verify your sword. Even the best friend of Dao Tianzun, the old man Misheng, is definitely the choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically, as if the whole world was solemn, and sword energy that could be seen in the naked eye was crisscrossed. Zijinlian did not doubt the power of these sword energy at all. Although his Xuanyuan group was good at physical body, he could not even take up such sword energy.

The young man in white said again: "I can't guarantee whether Old Man Miesheng agreed to fight you or not, but this is definitely an opportunity."

The young man in white paused and said, "Then I understand." Then he turned his head and looked at Zi Jinlian and said, "Get up, he will never accept you as his disciple when you kneel down."

Zi Jinlian was a little angry and said, "Why?"

The young man in white said, "You are not enlightened enough."

Zi Jinlian became even more annoyed and said, "It's because I'm not enlightened enough. I've been kneeling for thirty years. Isn't it enough?"

The young man in white said, "You are not focused enough, and you even want him to accept you as your disciple as soon as possible. Am I right?"

"Forehead!"

When Zijinlian was embarrassed, she suddenly had nothing to say.

The young man in white said, "How much do you know about him?"

"I know this. He is a living sword world legend and the strongest sword cultivator in this world."

The young man in white smiled and said, "You are too shallow." After that, the young man in white floated away.

Zi Jinlian suddenly stood up, chased the young man in white, and shouted: "Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."

The young man in white stopped and asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Why, why do you talk to him? He didn't say anything. You just know what he said so clearly." Zi Jinlian expressed her questions for the past thirty years.

The young man in white said, "He answered, but you can't hear it."

Zi Jinlian expressed her guess: "Did he use the divine voice transmission when talking to you?"

The young man in white said, "You are still too superficial and your observation is not sharp enough."

"What to observe?"

"Do you know? Jian Zun has been sitting on this meteorite for a full five hundred years."

"Five hundred years, I'll go. Why did he sit in this remote star field for five hundred years and keep looking at the strange stone? Although I know that the stone is not ordinary, and it can be used to achieve the cultivation level of the sword master's heaven and earth, so what does it need?"

"To you, it was a stone, but to him, it was his only sword."

Zi Jinlian was puzzled and asked, "Sword, that stone turned out to be his sword. Even if you are right, why didn't he take his sword?"

The young man in white said, "The time has not come, and the sword has not been completed. He has been sitting for the past five hundred years. Even if he wants to observe the final formation of this sword, only by fully understanding his sword can he truly merge with the sword. This fusion is not the ordinary combination of man and sword, but a kind of combination of heaven, Tao, man, and the three, so that he can fully swing the sword magic powers he has realized. Therefore, his eyes have never opened a stone at all."

Purple Golden Lotus had some understanding and sighed: "So that's it."

"After these five hundred years, his body has long been integrated with the meteorite, which is what is often called the realm of heaven and man. A change in his state of mind will change the airflow within the entire meteorite range. When he expresses displeasure, joy, and murderous intention, the airflow around him will also change accordingly. By detecting this slight change in the airflow, he can understand his mind."

Zi Jinlian opened her mouth wide and murmured: "This...this is too mysterious."

"The Sword Lord devoted his life to the sword. What he pursued throughout his life was not great freedom or invincible in the sky. Unlike others, he wanted to achieve his own cultivation, because for him, all personal cultivation was illusory, so what about immortality? Only the way of sword is an eternal existence. What he wanted to achieve is a sword, not a human."

"The way of sword? What is the way of sword? How can we achieve the way of sword?" Zi Jinlian asked.

"There is truly no solution to attack, cannot be broken, and the most wonderful undefeated sword technique." said the young man in white.

"This... how is this possible? Is there really such swordsmanship in the world?" Zi Jinlian said.

"Maybe there, maybe not. The Sword Master has an unusual attachment to swordsmanship. If anyone insults the sword, it is the word "death". Even if he learns some sword magic powers from him, he will never be used without permission. Because for him, being unable to use sword magic powers perfectly is an insult to the sword. On the contrary, if he feels that you have enough cultivation and qualifications to use the sword magic powers he has passed on, he will not interfere with you again."

(End of this chapter)
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