Wudang Wine Sword Immortal, please die, ancestor
46 Ten days to sharpen a sword, the frost blade cut off the flow! Enlightenment, True Martial Sword Intent!

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Lin Xuan didn't care about Song Qingshu's outcome.

During the day, he would read widely in the Tripitaka Block, and at night, he would practice his sword in the courtyard.

Although he could feel his sword intent rapidly increasing.

However…

The True Martial inheritance in his mind was like a ten-thousand-year-old ice that showed no signs of melting.

Lin Xuan sighed inwardly and didn't dwell on this.

A month passed like this.

The season of grain rain.

The heavy rain fell on Mount Wudang.

Lin Xuan looked at the heavy rain outside the window and felt something.

Such rain was so mighty that it scattered across the world. If the sword intent could also be so mighty, then who in the world could resist it?

Unfortunately, the Eight Treasures Wine that had been buried previously had yet to be unearthed.

Otherwise…

Looking at the heavy rain and drinking the Eight Treasures Wine, there was a different flavor.

At this moment.

Lin Xuan sensed that someone was coming over. He turned his gaze over and saw Mo Shenggu walking over from afar with an umbrella.

Lin Xuan opened the door.

Mo Shenggu walked into the house and said with a smile,"

"Eighth Junior Brother, it's the rainy season now, and the water is rising. I wonder if you're interested in going with me to see the magnificent scenery.”

Lin Xuan's heart stirred and he immediately nodded in agreement.

Very quickly.

The two of them came to the waterfall at the back of the mountain.

There was a pavilion here.

After the two of them sat down, they each took out a wine gourd that they had prepared.

At this moment.

Because of the heavy rain, the original waterfall was flooded.

A large amount of water flowed down from the top of the waterfall, washing the deep pool below.

"Truly magnificent!"

Lin Xuan sighed.

All along, he had followed Wudang Sect's philosophy of following their hearts and doing nothing.

Whether it was drinking wine or practicing the sword, his state of mind was calm.

However…

Facing this magnificent waterfall.

Lin Xuan suddenly felt a sense of ambition.

How could a man dare to be ordinary in this world?

Wasn't life supposed to be like this waterfall, magnificent and magnificent?

Only such a life would have meaning!

Lin Xuan and Mo Shenggu drank while discussing sword techniques.

After a month of extensive reading, Lin Xuan's knowledge was much broader than that of Mosheng Valley.

It was even to the extent that…

Lin Xuan could occasionally point out the flaws of Silent Valley.

Mo Shenggu took out his treasured sword and started to display the sword technique he had learned on his own.

At this moment.

Mo Shenggu suddenly raised his sword and slashed at the waterfall in front of him.

The power of a grandmaster surged.

A huge sword light shot out and slashed at the waterfall.

The mighty waterfall was actually stopped by this sword light and stopped for three seconds.

Three seconds later, the accumulated water suddenly crashed down.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the ground shook.

Lin Xuan looked at the scene in front of him and felt something.

He suddenly remembered the vast sword essence from before. Wasn't the True Martial Sword Essence the same?

Thinking of this…

Lin Xuan pulled out his sword and began to brandish it.

Following Lin Xuan's sword dance.

The True Martial Sword Essence in his mind shook slightly, and a trace of enlightenment instantly appeared in his heart.

Lin Xuan slashed at the waterfall.

A sword light flashed.

The waterfall froze for a second and then continued to fall.

This second was relatively short. If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to tell that the waterfall had been cut off.

However…

Mo Shenggu had been standing at the side. He could clearly feel that Lin Xuan's sword was very mysterious.

He was able to cut through the waterfall for three seconds because he had the power of a grandmaster.

With deep internal strength as the foundation.

To put it bluntly, it was to use force to break through skill.

But now, Lin Xuan was only at Peak Rank-4. Logically speaking, there was no way he could cut through the waterfall.

However, Lin Xuan was able to stop the waterfall for a second because of that trace of sword intent on his body.

That sword intent was unfathomable, giving Mosheng Valley an indescribable feeling.

Mo Shenggu was about to sigh.

However…

He suddenly realized that Lin Xuan did not stop after that sword attack. Instead, he continued to swing his sword.

This was…

Enlightenment?

Mo Shenggu widened his eyes and looked at Lin Xuan in disbelief,"

"To actually be able to comprehend in such a situation, eighth junior brother's comprehension is indeed extraordinary.”

"No, I can't let anyone disturb Eighth Junior Brother.”

Mo Shenggu used his fingers as a sword and pointed out.

A streak of sword qi shot into the sky.

This was him using the sword qi as a signal to call out to his master.

Very quickly.

A figure shot over from afar. It was Zhang Sanfeng.

After Zhang Sanfeng received the message from Mosheng Valley, he immediately flew over.

Even in the pouring rain, he did not get a drop of water.

Zhang Sanfeng came to the pavilion.

Just as Mo Shenggu was about to speak, Zhang Sanfeng immediately raised his hand.

"Old Seven, what's going on?"

Zhang Sanfeng's voice rang in Mosheng Valley's ears.

He used the secret sound transmission technique to avoid affecting Lin Xuan.

Although he had just arrived.

However, he also understood that Lin Xuan had already entered a state of epiphany.

Such a state could be encountered but not sought.

Once it was interrupted, it would be a waste of opportunity.

Mo Sheng Valley hurriedly used the Secret Voice-sending Technique to tell him what had happened.

After Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he nodded slightly."

"Guard the four corners and don't let anyone disturb Lin Xuanwu.”

Mo Shenggu cupped his hands and bowed. Then, he stood at the entrance of the pavilion and looked ahead warily.

Zhang Sanfeng sat cross-legged beside Lin Xuan, protecting him.

Time passed by.

The heavy rain stopped.

Lin Xuan's sword dance was still not over.

Some people noticed the strangeness in the pavilion. When they saw Zhang Sanfeng and Mo Shenggu, they subconsciously approached.

Mo Sheng Valley immediately flew out and stopped the other party, preventing them from approaching.

Although everyone was puzzled.

However, as one of the Wudang Seven Heroes and Zhang Sanfeng's direct disciple, Mo Sheng Valley had an extremely high seniority.

Everyone did not dare to say anything else and turned to leave.

This continued for ten days.

Zhang Sanfeng stayed by Lin Xuan's side and didn't leave.

Lin Xuan was also within that profound concept, brandishing his sword without stopping for ten days.

Even though he had not rested for ten days, the aura on his body did not weaken at all. Instead, it became more and more abundant.

The vast sword intent accumulated in Lin Xuan's body and continued to compress.

In these ten days, Lin Xuan had been comprehending that trace of True Martial Sword Essence.

He wanted to completely integrate this True Martial sword essence into his own sword essence.

Finally.

On the tenth day.

Lin Xuan's blurry eyes became clear.

He waved the sword in his hand and slashed at the waterfall in front of him.

There was no gorgeous sword light, only vast sword intent.

Boundless sword intent surged towards the waterfall.

The waterfall that was originally flowing down suddenly stopped and was cut off horizontally!

This state lasted for a full ten seconds!

Ten seconds later.

The waterfall crashed down again.

Boom!

The earth was shaking.

Mo Shenggu widened his eyes and looked at Lin Xuan in disbelief.

He used all his strength and only managed to cut off the waterfall for three seconds, while Lin Xuan took a full ten seconds.

Moreover, he had to be careful.

He was a grandmaster while Lin Xuan was only a Peak Rank-4.

Could it be that Lin Xuan's sword intent had already reached above grandmaster?

Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

He could sense that Lin Xuan's sword was still the Four Seasons Sword Technique.

However, the Four Seasons Sword Technique had something else.

It was obvious.

Lin Xuan had obtained the True Martial Inheritance that day.

Moreover…

Lin Xuan had already started to comprehend the True Martial inheritance!

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