The misery begins with the sinner

Chapter 5 The Single Peak Ancestor
The green pines welcome guests, the flowers bloom like brocade, and the clouds that have been quiet for hundreds of years return to the mountain. A calm step steps on it today.

Jian Chuanchi walked slowly along the way, constantly calming his thoughts. Deep in his memory, the memories that originally belonged to Jian Chuanchi's original trajectory slowly emerged.

As a single-handed criminal and an executioner controlled by others, it all started because of the person he was looking for in the mountain in front of him.

The half-brothers of Jian Ji Chu, the origin of Shan Feng's lineage in the miserable state, and the prodigy behind the sinners of the Confucian sect.

Sui Wuduan was originally a close friend of Confucian saint Sima Mo Qingchi in the Confucian sect. He had a gentle and upright personality and straightforward speech.

Although he was a Confucian scholar, he only died because his parents lost the holy swords of the three religions. He felt ashamed of the Confucian sect, so he trapped himself in the Confucian sect to atone for his sins.

Sui Wudu loves to study the art of swordsmanship and pursues the perfection of swordsmanship. He wants to break away from the routine and open up a new path. Due to his concentration, he achieves great success. He leaves the single-edged sword intention on the mountain wall and becomes the source of the single-edged sword.

Sui left extreme sword marks on the wall of Yungui Mountain for no reason, and was accidentally discovered by the old man Tianjian. Using this as the ultimate sword, the old man Tianjian convened a grand gathering in the sword world - Sword Swordsmanship!
Everyone discussed and finally reached a consensus that the swords came to the same end by different paths, and a single vanguard controlled the future.

His idea was to use the single-edge sword to break through the limits of the sword. Later, it was divided into three major single-edge sword realms: no-self, self-reliance, and self-destruction. After several developments, there were three schools of hidden single-edge left, right, and demon.

At this point, Sui Wutuan became the ancestor of the sect, the legendary ancestor of Shan Feng.

Perhaps now only Jian Chuanchi knows that he was once involved in the mysterious Confucian sect's extermination incident, and then disappeared without any explanation.

He raised his head and looked at the sword mark on the mountain wall. The sword was so close that he couldn't help but sigh.

"Such a pure sword intent, no fight, no self, no heart, no thoughts, only the most primitive and pure sword breath! Sui Wuduan, your sword realm is really extraordinary!"

He is also the original founder of Shan Feng's lineage. Unlike Sui Wutuo, Sword Near Although Shan Feng has good attainments, it was originally a killing sword that was manipulated to imitate sword moves.

Since he has rediscovered himself, he has integrated swordsmanship and different personalities. The sword is more domineering and more sharp than its original single-edge intention.

We can't say which one is stronger and which one is weaker, it's just that they have different ways.

Compared with the profound sword, the two of them are like one is a scholar who concentrates on research, and the other is a doer. Each has its own merits.

When it comes to Taoism, a sword that is close at hand is not as good as a swordsman with a surname or even a famous swordsman in the world.

In terms of sword realm alone, very few people can surpass Sui Wuyou.

But if it's a fight, it's a different story. Although the Sword of No Provoke is profound, it's not suitable for fighting.

It can only be said that it is due to personality!

He calmed down, held the sword close at hand, let his thoughts go, and recalled the single-edged sword moves he had used in the past.

Feeling the sword intention left on the mountain wall, he slowly raised his right hand and condensed his fingers into a sword.

"The wind is rising, the sea is falling, the mountains are sinking, the mind is clear, and the mind is deep, and I am at the forefront. The clouds are moving unsteadily, the water is flowing, what is hidden is revealed, and what is hidden is visible.

The heart is extinguished by the sword, the sound is roaring in the sky, the cold light is all over the sky, leaving no trace or pattern. The sky and clouds cover the world, the wind blows and the grass gnaws, all things are integrated into one, and one sword touches all realms. "

The sword is close at hand, with Ten Thousand Swords Guizong as its guide, and according to its nature, it imitates its shape. As the single-edged sword is wielded, the scene in front of you suddenly changes.

Only one person was seen, holding a sharp edge, quietly coming to the side of the sword.

The same moves, different styles, constantly condense their respective sword intentions.

The styles are limited, but the intention is endless. Unknowingly, the two sword moves have been exhausted.

"Single Front is done!"

Suddenly, the sword was close at hand and he raised his hand, and the majestic sword intent condensed into one, and the figure beside him was instantly shattered.

As the figure disappeared, a deep cave appeared on the mountain wall in front of him.

Without hesitation, he stepped inside and headed into the cave.

Not long after, we reached the deepest part of the cave and saw our first relative in this life.

I saw Sui Wuduan, his face pale, sitting cross-legged, surrounded by sword energy. His whole body was silent. If it weren't for the body-protecting sword energy, he seemed to have returned to the underworld.

Without touching the surrounding sword energy, the sword was close at hand and he just stepped forward to check it out.

"Sui was poisoned for no reason. If he hadn't been very good at it, anyone else would have died long ago.

For several decades, he used his martial arts body to suppress the toxins, which also gave him a level of strength that was beyond compare. If you want to rebuild your peak in the future, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time! "

At this moment, with the sword at hand, I understood why Sui's strength was criticized by others after he entered the world for no reason in his memory. His body is severely damaged. Even if he is at a high level and has good swordsmanship, if he wants to exert himself without the corresponding true energy, how strong can he be?

"Originally I wanted to take you out, but now it seems that I'd better help you detoxify first! If I can restore your skill to its peak, it may be of great use in the future."

After thinking in his mind, Jian Jiji made a decision, and said to Sui Wuhua: "Don't blame me as the eldest brother for not saving you. There is nothing I can do now. You can't let me suck your poison into my body! Your eldest brother is not that kind. noble!"

Sui Wudu didn't care whether he could hear it or not. He turned around and returned to the mountain wall.

Looking at the sword marks high on the mountain wall, an intriguing smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

Tian Ke's clear warning appeared instantly, and he followed the gourd's drawing and used the self-proclaimed method that he had learned before to cover up the cave again.

However, this time, if you want to open the seal again, you can only come in person from Jian Chuanchi, or you can understand the sword intention of Jian Chuanchi.

Looking at the scene restored to its original state, Jian Chuanchi murmured to himself: "Mo Qingchi, what would you do if you saw such a scene now? Ha...!"

He smiled, turned around and left Yungui Mountain directly.

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The water is gurgling and rushing endlessly. The long sword is embedded in the mountain wall, and the spring water flows down, vaguely exuding an unusual sword breath.

Tan Xiqi, who had returned from the collapse of rocks and clouds, stood on the shore of Jianquan, staring at his reflection in the spring for an unknown amount of time.

"Brother! I'm sorry for you! Shenwei is dead. I will kill that person for revenge, but before that, I want you to come back safely!"

His thoughts were flying, recalling bits and pieces of the past, his eyes gradually clearing up, and he slowly came back to his senses with a sigh.

Looking towards the direction of Yuantian Dao Town, he seemed to have penetrated the barrier of space and murmured: "Brother, it won't be long! It's quick! It's quick!"

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Within Dao Town, this place is the residence of the Taoist Supreme Mansion, which was originally a quiet place to practice Taoism.

Today we have an uninvited guest!
A tall white figure came from the sky and landed with the figure. In the solemn wind, the cold sword intent enveloped the entire Taishang Mansion.

"With your head held high, you are a thousand hills away, in the roaring wind; you can find enemies to discuss swords with, but it is cold at high places."

In the poem, two old men with immortal demeanor stand in front of Feng Zhihen.

"Feng Zhihen, what are you doing here?"

The person who spoke, with a steady tone and a sense of solemnity, did not tolerate others' mistakes. He was the direct descendant of Lao Jun and one of the current princes of Taishang Mansion, Tianji.

"A Taoist sword and a non-Taoist sword can be used by people in the Taishang Mansion?"

As soon as Feng Zhihen asked this question, the two palace masters from Tianji Dijia were immediately frightened and looked at each other with their eyes.

At the same time, a look of surprise could not help but appear.

Tianji gathered his thoughts for a moment and immediately asked: "Where did you know this name?"

"Someone said to me that Dao Jian Jian Fei Dao once came back from the dead, but is it true?"

Two questions in succession made the two palace masters suspicious at the same time, and they also understood the people who knew this name today.

To be able to attract Feng Zhihen here, there must be a conspiracy, and it may even lead to the secrets of the three religions in the past.

The Dixie Prefecture Master immediately made a judgment and said: "I have never heard of Dao Jian Jian Fei Dao. From what you said, it must be because of the death of the sword master in white. The old Taoist here only hopes that you can express your condolences!"

The expressions of the two of them were clearly visible, and with the answer in mind, they immediately said: "I will come again!"

As soon as the words fell, he turned into light and left!

Looking at the retreating figures, the two palace masters couldn't help but feel a layer of gloom in their hearts.

Tianji couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that someone is going to uncover the past! Hey!"

"Senior brother! I will never let Dao Jian know about this!"

"That's the only way! But since Wind Trace is here, as far as Fudo City is concerned, it seems I have to make a trip!"

(End of this chapter)