At the moment when his head was cut off by the sword light, the blue thunderbolt was like a ribbon, jumping out from the air orifices of Zheng Zetian's hands and feet, wrapping around the tendons and tendon sheaths of the young man's body, like a puppet, pulling all the bones of his body to jump.

All the strength in his body exploded at the same time. Daozi, who was squatting in front of the coffee table, pulled out the blood-red Heavenly Book, kicked off his toes, and jumped out of the tea room. He dodged the sword that cut off the futon under him and rushed forward without looking back.

Heading out of the courtyard, zigzagging and dodging among the crowds of people who were as still as a jungle.

And that ray of white light came back in an instant, followed closely behind, and slashed all the way, cutting stones and jade, cutting off all those who stood in the way, crushing them all into pieces, leaving no blood on them, and chased after Zheng Zetian's neck!

Between life and death, Zheng Zetian bit the tip of his tongue! His eyes were bloodshot! The blood vessels on his face jumped like earthworms, and the air was almost like concrete, so fiercely that he held down the white silk that was pulled towards his neck!

At the same time, the blue light around him surged like an electric snake, and the lightning net was like a ghost hand, pulling on the young man's body, dragging him to fly under the white light. A piece of his scalp was cut off, and his ankle was almost on the ground.

It folded into a right angle, and the whole person flew sideways, crashed through the side of the ship, and fell into the water!

So the next moment,

The air and time resumed flowing, and the white light disappeared into the sky and disappeared. The crowd at the entrance of the auction house was silent for a moment, and then the blood spread like a flood. Amidst the screams one after another, the fallen heads bounced.

Rolling all over the deck.

And Zheng Zetian fell to the bottom of the lake, his thoughts sinking and sinking in the dark and cold water...

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Although the art of flying swords is dangerous, it is not unpreventable. The theory of taking a person's head from thousands of miles away has actually been exaggerated. If the blindness cannot be locked and calculated with spiritual consciousness, it is no different from a blind man throwing a pot.

, must rely on the sword to determine itself...

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Even if the top-grade Sword Spirit Sword Lord has the most profound algorithm to assist him, after all, the sword light is very fast, and is affected by the weather, location, numerology, and magic. It is inevitable that he will miss sometimes, and he will often make a wrong calculation at every step.

, lost the opportunity, and then lost the edge, nothing can be done...

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The use of flying swords mainly depends on the method of sword control and sword calculation. Therefore, the Secret Sword Scripture is actually the most core secret book of each Xuanmen sect. It cannot be entrusted to anyone other than the direct disciple of the head...

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In fact, it is not difficult. Some of the swordsmanship of the mountain sect can use the flying sword to kill the person with the highest cultivation level first. Some of them kill the person with the least destiny first. There are also those with great perseverance and first-level qualifications.

, not the same.

But no matter what, how many people can be killed by this sword when it flies out, and who it can kill, are already embedded in the sword seal. So even if you don’t know its true heritage, as long as you have seen enough and lived long enough, who is it?

Anyone killed by a flying sword from any sect can generally recognize it.

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So who, who killed my disciple.

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Haha, Brother Luo, haven't you guessed this? In this world, there is only one sword scripture that can break through all the forbidden methods. You can do whatever you want, just like a finger-arm wielder. You can kill as many people as you want, and kill whomever you want.

Just kill which one...

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A stinging pain came, and Zheng Zetian opened his eyes. The mole swung its tongue, licking the blood oozing out of the wound on his head, and wanted to pull off the attached half of the scalp to gnaw. It was still wild and untamable, and it would eat the flesh when it saw it.

I want to chew it.

Zheng Zetian waved his hand and punched the beast, knocking him over. He sat up and took out the elixir to wash the wound to avoid infection.

Looking around, Zheng Zetian found himself sitting on the beach by the lake. He could see the boats several miles away. He knew that he had fainted briefly when he crashed into the lake, but fortunately he didn't faint for long. He was knocked out.

The soil mole was caught in time and dragged to the shore.

He touched his arms and found that the book soaked in blood was still there. Zheng Zetian also breathed a sigh of relief and immediately put the book into the jade box and put it into the storage jade for safekeeping.

His original plan was actually very simple. Qing Tingzi had also fled to Mozhu Mountain for many years, and the book had been hidden for so long. It was temporarily used as a stepping stone to deal with emergencies. It should not be exposed so quickly, so it would not be a big problem.

After all, Zheng Zetian has also been around in the world, and he knows that the brats below are the most difficult to deal with. He doesn't have that much time to engage in infiltration searches, so only by proving his worth in the first place can he have direct contact with the company's senior management.

Although Zheng Zetian also estimated that Qing Tingzi never passed the Heavenly Book to Song Dayou, it must be because the cause and effect has not yet been resolved, and there are people in the Xuanmen who are chasing after this Heavenly Book, and even created some troubles to divert trouble to the east, using the Heavenly Book.

As a bait, the intention is to provoke a fight between the company and Xuanmen, and to test the methods of both sides.

But he really didn't expect that as soon as the Heavenly Book was exposed, he would immediately be killed! It was too quick to deserve this disaster! Could it be that he was really jealous because of his excellent aptitude?

But no matter what, it seems that there are not only some extraterritorial evil spirits here in Mozhu Mountain, but there must also be many old ghosts like him hiding among the company's agents, Luo Jiao's old department, and the foreign students from Xuanmen.

Alas, it's really just like a sieve.

However, when it comes to using flying swords...

If he just recalled that the relevant information about Feijian was good, then this Xuanmen swordsman must at least be in the Nascent Soul realm, and he should not be near Tianyu Mountain at this time. Otherwise, why would Feijian come to kill people directly?

If he escapes and takes action, there is no way he can escape.

Of course, Tianyu Mountain itself is the novice mountain gate of Mozhu Mountain, and it is guarded by a giant. The opponent's flying sword killed people in the boat group by the lake, and repeatedly jumped on the giant's face. Zheng Zetian escaped into the swamp and entered the boundary of Tianyu Mountain.

, the other party simply gave up the pursuit decisively and walked away immediately to avoid falling into the trap. After all, he was too timid and did not dare to pursue death.

Sure enough, at this moment, there were still rays of light flying in from all directions, falling into the ship group one after another. This was naturally guarded by the surrounding Discipline Academy and Mozhu Mountain. Counting on the official venue of the auction house, they were selected and killed a group of people.

, rushed over to check it out.

Naturally, Zheng Zetian could not go back to the scene of the crime to be recognized by others, lest he would be interrogated by those cats again and cause trouble. He could not escape, so he immediately climbed up on tiptoe with his broken feet.

Earth cricket, fly back to Tianyu Mountain.

If you want to be on the safe side, if you are plotted against, you have to hide in the sect for at least three days, and then you can come out after the cause and effect is resolved.

But you shouldn’t have to wait that long,

If these 'company agents' are really as powerful as they were at Qingting Peak, with so many carefully crafted chess pieces hidden, they will definitely react to the murder of an 'internal company'. My 'performance' today should be

They have all been noticed by the other party. Within these two days, someone will definitely take the initiative to contact you, so as long as you are not too arrogant, show your face appropriately and create opportunities for the other party to contact you.

So Zheng Zetian returned to the dormitory first, cut open the swollen wound on his ankle, drained the blood, changed the wound medicine, tied a bandage with bamboo and hemp clothes around his ankle, then gritted his teeth and walked out of the dormitory as if nothing was wrong.

Listening to the sermon at the top of Yushan Mountain.

Well, in other words, I went to class.

Yes, whether the children of Mozhushan or the international students of Xuanmen are vying to grab the student dormitories, they are certainly not here for the flower boats, groves, or Yulingyuan elder sister! They are here to study.

!Of course you have to go to class!

After all, although the one-on-one tutoring between master and apprentice is a way to cultivate elites, it is not convenient to have a disciple around to nag you all the time. Therefore, the education methods within Xuanmen will also be taught like a private school, but the teaching content is only limited to some

If the basic courses of body refining, qi refining and the five arts involve secretly taught mental methods, they will naturally go back to their own homes, find their own mothers, and divide them into various inner and outer sects, and they will be taught real and fake. As for some advanced weapon refining and elixir refining, they will try their hands.

The opportunity for training is simply a competition among the inner sects, where the disciples fight swords to compete for a chance.

In this regard, Mozhushan is an alternative. Since the era of casual cultivators in Zhushan Jiufeng, Zhushan has gathered its disciples together to educate them. Whether it is the five arts or six arts or the practice of Qi and Qigong, the rotating teachers will teach whatever they are good at. After all, it is a bit harsh to say it.

Everyone is rubbish, and everyone is a fool. There is no distinction between inner and outer sects. Mortals must have the consciousness of ordinary people. It is a spoon-feeding education. You can learn as much as you can.

This kind of school-style cultivation of immortals cannot be compared with Xuanmen in cultivating elites, but it is quite good at teaching mortals who have no foundation of immortality and have never reincarnated. Although there are very few outstanding disciples in Mozhu Mountain, they are quite good.

Nothing particularly overwhelming.

The top of Tianyu Mountain is a university hall, and Zheng Zetian has also glanced at the course schedule in the past few days.

From the Xu hour to the Chou hour, some people worship the moon and observe the stars, and from the Yin hour to the Mao hour, some people observe the sun and breathe. In addition to the breaks from school during these six hours, there is an open class every two hours from Chen hour to You hour every day, roughly

The above is Taisu, Qi Refining, Body Refining, Six Arts, and various Dharma transmissions. Generally speaking, it depends on the teacher's arrangement.

The teacher naturally invites monks from various majors in Mozhu Mountain to take turns teaching the Dharma, and sometimes they have to make an appointment in advance, because teaching disciples is naturally a sect task. It is quite cost-effective to teach children casually for two hours and earn contributions from the sect.

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Of course, Xiuxian School does not take attendance checks. After all, the students here can really tell, Teacher, I am late because I want to see a furnace of elixirs. Teacher, I don’t look like the admission ticket because I just took the new Taoist body.

Teacher, I have to leave early to go through the tribulation. This is an excuse...

As for the reincarnation of an immortal like Zheng Zetian, he usually doesn't have to go to a large class. After all, he has already perfected the basic five arts, but he just can't remember it for a moment. As long as he stays in the dormitory all day long and practices by himself, he will achieve great results.

You will graduate directly if you are successful.

It is not compulsory to participate in Xuanmen's college entrance examination simulation. After all, not everyone is determined to go to Xuanmen to further study the five arts. Most people have never thought about cultivating to the realm of becoming gods or even above. They may cultivate immortals.

Just to live a long life, stay young forever, and preferably to eat well and drink spicy food. For such vulgar wishes, the Nascent Soul realm is enough.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the kind of Taoist who truly has great ambitions, asks the heavens and seeks truth, and explores the principles of the universe is only seen once in a thousand years.

This time when he came to the school to take a look, Zheng Zetian was surprised to find that there seemed to be quite a few such Taoists.

But think about it, those international students who came from Xuanmen are indeed elite, and self-study is more efficient than the basic courses for mortals in the classroom, but they have indeed been screened, and their enthusiasm is indeed outstanding.

Different.

Even if there is a fight, the lecturers on the stage may not be their opponents, but in line with the principle that if there are three people walking together, there must be one teacher, the international students will still selectively come to attend the lectures, even if they cannot make up for their own shortcomings and are knowledgeable
To be continued...