Time flies, time waits for no man.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed.
Mount Zhongnan grew verdant with flowers blooming and full of vitality.
The sea of clouds churned, and the Taoist temple appeared.
Coupled with the thick and distant bell sound, it looked more like a famous Taoist mountain.
Inside the Scripture Depository.
The scent of sandalwood became stronger and stronger.
Li Zhongxuan calmly flipped through the Daoist scripture in his hand.
Half a month ago, after Miss A'Zhu recovered from her injuries, she had already bid farewell and left.
Li Zhongxuan knew what she wanted to do and did not stop her.
If fate brings us together, we will meet from thousands of miles away. If fate brings us together, we will not meet on the opposite side.
Her fate with Xiao Feng had yet to end.
However, before she left, Li Zhongxuan gave her a stream of True Qi.
After all, he was the one who saved her. If she died tragically like in the story, wouldn't he have saved her for nothing?
Li Zhongxuan would not allow such a thing.
He didn't have the slightest bit of reluctance to part with A'Zhu's departure.
In the end, this girl was just a passerby in his life.
With one less person in the Sutra Depository, the days had returned to the past.
Resigned from the liveliness and returned to peace.
He didn't care about Li Zhongxuan at all.
He read the scriptures as usual and practiced as usual.
I lie high in the south of Zhongnan, with green lights and yellow scrolls.
His cultivation was gradually perfected, and his Dao was gradually deepened.
On this day, Ma Yu came to visit again.
It was said that many people had come down from the mountain.
Some came for a sword duel, while the others came to take him as their master.
"It's finally here."
He put down the scripture.
Thinking of what he had said to Wang Chongyang, Li Zhongxuan picked up the peach wood sword and brought the white deer with him. He stood up and walked out of the Sutra Depository.
In front of Quan Zhen Sect's mountain gate.
The seven disciples of Quan Zhen Sect gathered together.
They already knew what their senior uncle was going to do and were looking forward to it.
"Watch carefully. This is also an opportunity for you.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Li Zhongxuan tapped the ground with his toes and used the Cloud Treading Steps. In a breath, he soared into the air.
He was dressed in white and had white hair. He had an extraordinary temperament.
He was like an old immortal who had descended to the mortal world, as if he was really standing on the clouds.
Quan Zhen Sect was not the only one who saw this scene. Even the other players who came here with their own goals witnessed it.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Li Zhongxuan brandished his peach wood sword and slashed at the ground.
As the sword light flashed, a wide and deep river suddenly appeared.
Then, he swung his sword at the cliff where the stream was flying.
Instantly, the mountain collapsed and the earth cracked. One side of the cliff was shattered by the sword light.
Without the obstruction of the mountain rocks, a portion of the stream changed its course and poured down from the cliff, forming a magnificent waterfall.
There was a bit of a heroic atmosphere of "flying down three thousand feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens".
Finally, the water fell to the bottom of the cliff and flowed into the river.
Mount Zhongnan now had a beautiful scenery.
In front of Quan Zhen Sect's mountain gate, there was a mighty river.
Looking at this magnificent feat of splitting a mountain with one sword and forming a river with two swords, the Quanzhen Seven Disciples and a portion of the Jianghu players were overwhelmed with emotions.
As for the other group of grandmasters who thought highly of themselves and came to question the sword, they felt ashamed of their inferiority and retreated in the face of difficulties, giving up on their plans.
They would never be able to achieve this in their entire lives.
In the sky.
Li Zhongxuan looked down from above and slashed out a third time.
There was only sword intent in this strike, not sword light.
The mighty Big River Sword Essence was like a flood dragon, charging straight at the long river in front of him.
In everyone's eyes, an illusory river of swordsmanship fell from the nine heavens as Li Zhongxuan's sword slashed down, merging with the endless river on the ground.
"The water of the great river rises from the sky!"
Suddenly, someone understood and spoke subconsciously.
Then, he understood something and immediately sat down cross-legged.
The next moment, an old and gentle voice sounded in everyone's ears.
"After ten years of hard work, the waves and sand have been washed away before gold can be seen.”
"I have to read the scriptures and cultivate, so I don't have time to discuss swords.”
"Those who ask about the sword must first cross the Sword River before they can enter Quanzhen. I have to defeat Junior Brother Wang before I can compete with the old Taoist.”
"Otherwise, please go home."
"In addition, the loser must throw his sword into the sword river, or inject a stream of sword intent into the sword river, leaving behind a book of insights into the sword path.”
"Quan Zhen Sect is a place of cultivation, they don't have that much time to deal with outsiders.”
"Since you disturbed the peace of the Daoist, you naturally have to leave something behind.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Li Zhongxuan fell from the sky.
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In front of Quanzhen Mountain.
"This sword river has some sword intent. It's a rare place to cultivate the sword.”
"In the future, you might as well try to comprehend it more.”
"The movement of the river is all about the Dao of the Sword.”
Li Zhongxuan was about to leave when he heard an excited deer cry.
The white deer suddenly moved its four hooves and jumped into the sword river.
They galloped on the river surface as if they were walking on flat ground.
As he leaped, sparkling water droplets appeared under his feet.
Under the sunlight, the river glistened and white deer galloped.
The scene looked exceptionally beautiful.
The group of Jianghu guests were quite surprised.
One was for the white deer.
This was a creature that only existed in legends.
Judging from its magical appearance, it was obviously a rare spirit beast.
Many people were tempted, but no one had the guts to capture it.
This was obviously a pet of Quan Zhen Sect.
The second was the Sword River.
Looking at the white deer's relaxed appearance, many people felt that they could do it again. This sword river looked good but was useless.
A grandmaster with a long sword activated the sword will around him and wanted to step on the waves to cross the river.
As a result, the Sword River boiled, and the waves soared into the sky, turning into a huge sword.
A wave sent him into the river, and he was in a sorry state.
When he came ashore, he had no choice but to throw his sword into the Sword River.
Water splashed everywhere and the river surged.
This sword river seemed to have something weak.
It was quite similar to the sword intent that the grandmaster had once revealed.
Seeing this, Li Zhongxuan smiled in satisfaction.
A tree that is wrapped in a hug is born from a hair; A nine-story platform is born from a pile of soil.
Jiang Hu guests wanted to spar.
He would use him as a stepping stone to sharpen his sword path and make a name for himself.
Why couldn't he use all the swordsmen in the world as his resources and fuse thousands of sword wills into one river to comprehend the sword path of the human world?
Li Zhongxuan was confident that he wasn't inferior to others in terms of seeking the Dao.
He looked at the white deer that was playing happily and scolded it angrily.
"You silly fool, you've had enough fun. Remember to go home.”
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Inside the Scripture Depository.
The fragrance of the tea became even stronger.
There was a refreshing feeling.
This was the spring tea that had just been brewed. It was the most refreshing and fragrant.
However, no matter how fragrant the tea was, in Li Zhongxuan's eyes, it was nothing compared to the incense on his hand.
It had been more than a month since he opened the sword river.
His body gradually gained a special aura that only a martial grandmaster possessed.
However, he still hadn't broken through.
Li Zhongxuan was still polishing himself, wanting to break through with a perfect foundation.
Now, he was still lacking the last bit of fire.
He needed to settle down for a few more days and comprehend the Dao for a few more days before he could truly advance.
Footsteps sounded.
Li Zhongxuan didn't even raise his head as he flipped through the scriptures.
"Quan Zhen Sect is currently at its peak and there are many things to do.”
"Junior apprentice-brother, you still took time out of your busy schedule to come. I'm afraid you have something to discuss.”
Wang Chongyang smiled.
He sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.
Looking at Li Zhongxuan, who was living a leisurely and carefree life, his expression revealed an unconcealable envy.
Thinking of the three of them, the senior brother and junior brother did not care about anything and were quite at ease.
He was the only one who was dealing with the trivial matters. He was like an old cow, diligent and conscientious. He even gritted his teeth and squeezed out the time for cultivation. Wang Chongyang's face was filled with more resentment.
However, when he saw his senior brother turning a blind eye and pretending to be confused, the sect master of Quan Zhen Sect sighed helplessly and could only go straight to the point.
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