East China runner.

"Master, can Guang... be a sword?"

Ximen Xianzhi stood in the snow, and the swaying snow fell on his body, he asked.

Hua Dongliu was stunned, stroked his beard, and seemed to see the confusion in Ximen Xianzhi's eyes.

"A sword can make a sword, picking flowers can make a sword, dropping rain can make a sword...even if it is this snow."

East China runner.

A piece of goose feather-like snow fell in front of him.

He raised his hand, pinched the snow with his two hands, and suddenly threw it out.

The snow was like a flying sword, slashed on the bluestone with a whistling whistling through the air, and it took a long time to transform.

Ximen Xianzhi's eyes were brighter and brighter.

"As long as you have a sword in your heart, everything can be a sword..."

East China runner.

Ximen Xianzhi nodded, everything can become a sword, and that light... can naturally become a sword.

Moreover, light... is everywhere, and his sword... is naturally everywhere.

Ximen Xianzhi discovered a wide avenue and was a little happy.

Hua Dongliu naturally knew that Ximen Xianzhi had some insights and smiled: "Xianzhi, how long has it been since you went down the mountain?"

Ximen Xianzhi did not expect that Huadongliu would ask this question and bowed: "It's almost three years."

"I thought it would be longer. After all, it took decades for the master to comprehend the sword intent, and it should take decades for the disciple to do it."

"If you build a car behind closed doors, you can't create anything. Today's era is different, and it's easier to understand sword intent, but...even if this is the case, the blockage of building a car behind closed doors will still hinder the evolution of sword intent."

"It's time for you to go down the mountain."

"Aren't you confused about swords? Go find the strong and challenge the strong more, and you may gain something in the battle."

East China runner.

"Jing Yue is in Beiluo, and his sword may also inspire you. You can go and find him to discuss."

Jing Yue's growth in kendo far exceeded the expectations of Dongliu.

He felt that it could give Ximen Xianzhi some inspiration.

"Here."

Ximen Xianzhi did not hesitate because he did feel the difficulties brought by working alone behind closed doors and practicing alone.

The path of cultivation has just begun, and it is not time to go into seclusion.

However, Ximen Xianzhi was a little dazed, Bei Luo...

"Go, these two swords will be given to you."

"The body sect is the Heavenly Lock. If we want to practice, we should cultivate the most powerful way of the Golden Elixir. It is not suitable for sword cultivators. When you enter the Heavenly Lock, you will be the master of the Sword Pavilion."

East China runner.

He handed the two swords he carried to Ximen Xianzhi.

Ximen Xianzhi took it and immediately felt the difference between the two swords.

Hua Dongliu laughed.

A new generation has replaced the old ones, but he is also a little disappointed while being relieved.

Turning around, holding hands, and disappearing on the top of the mountain with the wind and snow.

Ximen Xianzhi held Chaoju and Bitao swords, put the two swords into the sword box, and bowed towards Hua Dongliu's disappearance.

Then, he bowed to the disciples of Jiange around Daping.

The blue shirt swayed and strided towards the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

He was going to Beiluo, and he had a bold idea.

He wants to challenge...the strong one.

...

Imperial capital.

In a narrow and cramped alley.

A figure shaking, blood stained at the corners of his mouth, and he stood up.

Liu Yuanhao raised his nose and swollen head, but his eyes were full of sperm.

Immortal fate...

He, Liu Yuanhao, has obtained the fate of immortality!

Today's era is the era of practitioners, especially the chaotic imperial capital. Although the Xiliang army has settled in the imperial capital and has initially grasped the order, but...

For the gangs wandering in the dark under the prosperity of the imperial capital.

But it is the best time.

Today's world of martial arts is highly valued by strength and gangs with practitioners who are in charge of their positions completely different.

Liu Yuanhao wiped away the blood from his mouth and nose.

He walked out of the cramped alley and looked into the distance.

The imperial city is majestic and still stands tall.

He sniffed, and he founded the Black Dragon Gang, but he called himself the young leader, because the real Black Dragon Gang help was actually his biological brother, Liu Hao.

Who is Liu Hao?

The former glorious emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was the first in the thirteenth Black Dragon.

What a pity that Xiliang and Daxuan attacked the imperial capital, and Liu Hao died at the hands of the overlord.

Liu Yuanhao escaped and founded the Black Dragon Gang.

However, the road to creating the gang is not smooth. He has no strength and has suffered too much.

He opened his hand and looked at his palm, with a light flashing in his eyes: "Immortality..."

"I used to be unqualified and had no strength to find those retired Black Dragon Guards, but... now, I think I'm qualified. Give me some time. I want to gather the Black Dragon Guards and strengthen the Black Dragon Gang..."

"Let the Black Dragon Gang become the number one gang under the Imperial Capital City!"

Liu Yuanhao clenched his fists.

A faint white flame rushed out of the gap in his fist.

Liu Yuanhao was stunned.

Then, my mind moved, and bone fire surged out of his hands, twisting his face.

...

Xijun, Liangzhou City.

Located to the southwest of Xijun, bordering the Peacock Kingdom.

Liangzhou City has always been in a state of war readiness. After all, although the Peacock Kingdom is a country, it is also one of the Five Barbarians.

As the fortress of Xijun, Liangzhou City naturally has to be in a state of defense at all times.

The snowy Liangzhou City is a bit cold.

Yongcheng pawnshop.

The only pawnshop in Liangzhou City adheres to the principle of "nothing I dare not accept, only what you dare not be."

People in Liangzhou City don’t know how much money the pawn shopkeeper has. They only know that the shopkeeper of Yongcheng’s pawn shop is very rich and rich enough to compete with the city.

However, such a wealthy pawnshop only hired a man.

Ding Jiudeng, who was sitting on the threshold, opened his eyes. He was stunned for a while before he remembered that he had just entered a place called the Land of Immortals.

After touching his bald head, Ding Jiudeng was a little scared before, but after being stunned for so long, he no longer had the fear and feeling.

There was a Buddhist chanting in his mind, a bald man looked at him kindly, and various scriptures and words were flowing.

Ding Jiudeng patted his bald head, which was a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly.

Someone kicked him behind him.

"Xiao Ding, why don't you get up and work quickly. I will provide you with food, drink and living in your place every month. Is it just that you are lazy?"

"If you don't work hard, just pack up and get out!"

People behind him cursed.
To be continued...