Modify destiny starting from Liaozhai

Chapter 279 The returning ghost

"Damn, I knew this kid had really grown up. Even without his regular flying sword, he could still dominate the world!"

Xiao Xing clenched his fists, his eyes full of surprise.

to him.

His own success makes people happy, but the success of his friends makes him even more happy!
Seeing the people who were hanging high in the first place, Wenren Beimu straightened his back subconsciously.

No matter what, in Shushan, where swordsmen are as skilled as clouds.

On this road to heaven, the number one person is actually a disciple from their Black and White Academy. Just looking at this fact, it is already very exciting!

In the crowd, Li Qiongxian, who had many avatars and had seen countless scenes, also held his head high.

This matter, no matter what happens next, it’s just about this moment.

It is indeed worthy of making them, the disciples of the Black and White Academy, proud.

They are already like this, let alone those Shushan disciples.

"Is this... is this true? He can't use the regular flying sword. How can Xu Changsheng reach the first place on the road to heaven and reach the eighty-foot position?"

"Oh, let's see who dares to say that my Taoist friend Xu is not strong enough in the future and can only rely on a flying sword with rules to show off my power."

"It's amazing, it just makes us in Shushan lose face."

"Fellow Taoists, drink very much!"

"..."

As they were discussing, their eyes inevitably fell on Zhong Meng, the demon boy wearing animal skin.

There was a swordsman who could talk to him who had the courage to speak: "Zhongmeng, how about you try again?"

Xu Changsheng topped the list.

Zhong Meng, ranked second, is naturally the Shushan disciple who has the most hope of making a comeback.

Zhong Meng stood up, glanced at the ranking indifferently, and said directly: "I'm not as good as him."

After saying that, his figure turned into a stream of light and went away without any pause or explanation.

His current ranking is 79 feet, so he has naturally seen the situation of [-] feet.

He knew that he couldn't make it as he was now, so there was no need to try again.

When he left, the other Shushan disciples didn't know what to say.

And the divine consciousness swept over this place, and the Sword Immortal and the Great Sword Immortal who knew the situation were also talking. As for the content of the conversation, they were nothing more than two different things.

I sighed at how quickly and powerful Xu Changsheng's strength improved.

I lament that the Shushan disciples are still neglecting their cultivation. After today, it is necessary to strengthen their disciples. Otherwise, they will be spared from being idle all day long.

……

Inside the Dengtian Road.

With the knowledge of swordsmanship pouring in like a tide, Xu Changsheng once again crossed the boundary in front of him and reached the range of 81 feet.

As soon as he stepped in, he looked at the figure falling before him like a meteor.

Not surprisingly, the auras of each and every one of them are also at the peak of their soul.

Xu Changsheng's consciousness swept over him and he chose to leave without any hesitation.

And as soon as he left, a very conscious Yun Ying said: "We are already here, so there is no reason to retreat without a fight!"

"That's right, among our sword cultivators, how can anyone run away in a hurry without drawing his sword!"

Xu Changsheng paused for a moment, looked at them, and said solemnly: "Since we want to fight, then you just wait!"

After saying that, all the cloud shadows were waiting for Xu Changsheng to make a move.

But his figure disappeared directly.

They waited for a while, reacted, and angrily scolded Xu Changsheng for not practicing martial ethics.

As soon as Xu Changsheng left, there was no one on the way to the sky, and they had no choice but to be trapped by the rules, and their bodies disappeared in place.

Outside the road to heaven, Xu Changsheng's figure emerged from the dark whirlpool in one step. He dispersed the fate of [Fox Saint's Body], his face instantly turned pale, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Scared, fellow Daoist Xu, are you okay?"

"No, it's fine."

Xu Changsheng gritted his teeth, and the energy and blood in his body surged wildly, helping him heal his injuries.

It is inevitable to be seriously injured when you come out of the road to heaven. Even many disciples are missing arms and legs when they come out of the road.

Wenren Beimu and Xiao Xing appeared beside him one on the left and held him up.

"It's okay, don't worry, your brother Xiao is here, don't panic."

Xiao Xing said carelessly.

Originally, his strength could only be considered as a normal sword cultivator, so when he came to Shushan, although he could not be said to be a person with his tail between his legs, he was at least low-key and rarely spoke loudly.

But it's okay now.

Being raised by the dragon genus, he is an extremely top-notch being even among sword cultivators, so it is okay to speak louder in front of these peers.

As for face, Xiao Xing is not the one who wants face.

Wenren Beimu still has no thoughts or plans to take the road to heaven. Even if he exposed the rules of Flying Sword, he is no different from before.

No matter where he goes, he always has that smile with a distant expression.

Xiao Xing and Wenren Beimu also knew that Xu Changsheng must have a lot of kendo insights to digest at this moment, so they did not go far and just took him to the top of a nearby cliff to let him comprehend it.

As for them, they also continued to practice.

After all, this path of cultivation is nothing but hard work. When you can exert some effort, you cannot relax.

As soon as they left, the show ended, and most of the remaining sword cultivators who were watching were called back by their respective masters.

First, he was scolded because he lowered his flying sword with his left foot first.

Then he tested his disciple's recent practice achievements. Well... in the name of giving guidance, he gave him a good beating first to vent his anger.

Finally, the disciples were allowed to go back and practice hard.

The disciples didn't notice it at first, they just thought that their master was old and had an unstable temper.

But when I returned to my cave, I had a voice chat with my acquaintances, and found out that the same thing happened to them.

That's how I woke up.

I...have embarrassed my master!

However, not many people blamed Xu Changsheng for this incident. Most of the sword cultivators still felt that they did not work hard enough and neglected their practice.

Therefore, after returning from the Road to Heaven, there were many sword cultivators in seclusion.

In a blink of an eye, it was two days later.

Xu Changsheng first meditated and healed his injuries, but after his injuries healed, he always felt that he was not able to meditate alone.

So he invited Wen Ren Bei Mu and Xiao Xing to start practicing their sword moves.

It wasn't a life and death fight, so they didn't use regular flying swords, they all used ordinary sword moves.

At first, it was just Xu Changsheng and the two of them fighting against each other, just to practice their sword skills, but later, when they were fighting hard, it became a three-person melee.

A few days passed again.

A ray of sword light came from afar to the top of the barren mountain and transformed into a human form. He looked like an old man with an immortal spirit.

Xu Changsheng also asked Xiao Xing these days about the identity, strength and appearance of the sword immortals in Shu Mountain, and he naturally recognized them at a glance.

The man in front of him is Ouyang Yuanshan, a swordsman from Shushan.

The three got up quickly.

"I have met Ouyang Jianxian."

Ouyang Yuanshan smiled and stroked his beard and said: "No need to be polite. I came here this time to see that the three of you have been sharpening your skills in the past few days. I feel that each of you still has some shortcomings, so I thought I would come over and communicate with you. .”

His words were extremely polite, and he didn't even mean to give advice, but to communicate.

The three of them also knew that they would naturally not think that Ouyang Jianxian was really here to communicate with them, and they quickly bowed and saluted.

"Thank you Ouyang Jianxian for your guidance."

No matter what, a senior swordsman whom he had never met or even knew was willing to give advice on sword moves.

This is a great thing.

How many sword cultivators want to find a swordsman for guidance, but they are unable to do so.

"I don't dare give you advice. The three of you are all highly skilled in swordsmanship. This is just my personal opinion. You can just refer to it."

Ouyang Yuanshan's expression gradually became serious as he spoke. He looked at Xiao Xing and said solemnly: "I know your sword intention. Although you are a lively person, you like to be active rather than quiet."

"The same is true for your natal flying sword 'Niu Mao', so this creates a problem. Your sword moves are too mixed and impure."

"Any sword cultivator should be pure. Drawing a sword should not be complicated. If your sword moves are too complicated, there will be more loopholes, such as this move of yours."

As Ouyang Yuanshan spoke, he already crossed the sky with one hand and began to give directions.

Xiao Xing's eyes widened, not wanting to miss a moment.

After a while, Xiao Xing's eyes were bright, he held the disciple ceremony and bowed deeply towards Ouyang Yuanshan again.

"Xiao Xing, thank you Ouyang Jianxian for your advice." "You're welcome, I'll just help you."

After Ouyang Yuanshan finished speaking, he looked at Wenren Beimu, and he said seriously: "Your sword intention is pure enough, and it is fast and cruel enough."

Although Wenren Beimu had Pei Guan's guidance, Pei Guan mostly controlled him in the general direction and rarely worked on such details.

Therefore, at this moment, he listened equally seriously.

"But there is one thing... Pindao has also heard about your regular flying sword, but this regular flying sword also has an impact on your ordinary sword moves."

"Your sword moves rely too much on the momentum and grandeur of the first move."

"For example, this move..."

Half an hour later, Wenren Beimu also thanked him, and then one of them ran to the distance and began to silently meditate and polish his sword moves.

Ouyang Yuanshan's eyes finally fell on Xu Changsheng.

He sighed.

No, Sword Immortal, you haven't given me any advice yet, why are you sighing... Xu Changsheng felt a little anxious in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm.

Ouyang Yuanshan waited for a while before saying: "Your swordsmanship and general direction are all right, but... Pindao is just a personal opinion."

"Pindao, it seems that your swordsmanship is too steady."

"Logically speaking, this sword move of yours should appear on some old swordsmen, but for some reason, a swordsman of your age would do the same."

Because I'm afraid of death... Xu Changsheng smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to speak directly.

But this is indeed a big problem for him.

"Thank you Sword Immortal for your guidance."

"It's okay."

"It would be great if I could help you a little."

Ouyang Yuanshan said with a smile: "Okay, I have said everything I can tell, so I won't bother you young people."

After that, just like when he came, the sword light was misty and he left the mountains.

Soon.

Another sword light swept from the distance, its momentum was like fire.

"Boy Xu, you can use this sword move to make up for it!"

Biwu, the fiery swordsman, has arrived.

Xu Shi was addicted to giving advice. In the next few days, sword immortals emerged from all over Shushan and came to give advice one after another.

And that is this period of time.

Xu Changsheng thought that the days of practice were short, and the insights he lacked in the way of swordsmanship were all made up by sword immortals and even great sword immortals working overtime.

……

In an abandoned village, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Xu Sheng, Xu Sheng, it's time to kill!"

The ghost in the ear sat up from the window sill and looked around quickly before he realized what he was doing.

"Another dream."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned over and swam out from the window sill. He thought of something in his mind and smiled "hehe" again.

He flew to the heights of the village and quickly found the man.

He floated over and said loudly: "Uncle! Do you know the name of my brother Xu?"

"Before, I kept asking me who Xu Changsheng was. Hum, now no one dares to question his strength as the number one in the Hidden Dragon Ranking."

"Oh, by the way, there is also the new guy, Xiao Xing, the eighth in the Qianlong class, who is also my brother. When he sees me, he has to call me Big Brother."

The man he called uncle, with gray hair and a green shirt, was sitting on a stone at the entrance of this deserted village, staring blankly into the distance.

Hearing the ghost's voice in his ears, he suddenly turned around and smiled.

When the ghost in the ear saw his smile, he immediately shrank his head, "I, I didn't mean that. In fact, Xu Sheng is just like that. In front of you, hey, it doesn't count."

For the first time, tiredness appeared in the eyes of the man in green shirt. He asked curiously: "Kid, are you afraid of me?"

"afraid?"

The ghost in the ear stood in the air with his hands on his hips, "Uncle, it's not me. The ghost in the ear has never been afraid of anyone in my life. For you, it's not fear at all, it's respect."

"Awe from the bottom of my heart."

The man in green shirt narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes were already full of wrinkles.

"Fortunately you met me."

The ghost in his ears did not dare to have any distracting thoughts. He knew that the person in front of him could understand his inner thoughts.

After a while, the ghost in his ears dared to make a move. He floated to sit next to the man in green shirt, hugging his legs and sitting on the stone.

"Uncle, why have you stayed in this small village for so long?"

"Because I walked out of this mountain."

"here?"

The ghost in the ears looked back.

The man in green shirt said: "Yes and no, because it's been too long."

"How far can it go?"

"It must have been at least 5000 years ago."

"Year 5000?"

The ghost in the ear widened his eyes and started to count. As for doubt, he never doubted it. He had seen the strength of this old man.

"Don't forget it, your ancestors weren't even born yet at that time."

The man in green shirt stood up and stretched, then suddenly looked down at the ghost in his ear and asked, "Kid, do you know what they called me back then?"

The ghost in the ear shook his head and said he didn't know.

The man in green shirt thought for a while and then said firmly: "At first they called me Demon Lord, but later on, they called me another name more often."

The word "Demon Lord" is enough to shock the ghost in his ears, "What is your name?"

The man in green shirt looked at the mountains in the distance and said softly: "Master."

"Red Mansion...owner."

After saying that, he suddenly turned his head and looked to the northeast, with endless indifference in his eyes, "I haven't come out for thousands of years, and I, the Red Mansion, have become a dog for others?"

"A bunch of trash!"

The ghost in the ears had already been frightened to the point of being cold all over.

The owner of the Red Mansion lowered his head, the indifference in his eyes retreated, and he said: "Kid, don't you want to see your Xu Sheng? I will take you there right now."

The eyes of the ghost in the ears gradually widened.

"Really...really?"

"Has your uncle lied to you?"

The owner of the red building asked rhetorically.

……

at the same time.

Shushan.

Xu Changsheng, who was practicing his swordsmanship, saw another sword light falling in front of him. It was another swordsman who came, and he was not surprised.

"Xu Changsheng has met Wu Jianxian."

The visitor's name is Wu Jizi.

"You are Welcome."

Wu Jizi smiled and reached out to pat Xu Changsheng on the shoulder.

Shushan Patriarch Hall.

Master Taiqing opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately a sword light slashed down from the sky.

All the sword cultivators in Shushan lowered their heads.

Wu Jizi looked up.

His eyes were full of fighting intent, and he soared into the sky with his sword.

Like a mayfly shaking a tree.

on top of the mountain.

But Xu Changsheng had long since disappeared.

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ps: The biggest climax of this book so far is about to come!
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