After listening to Feng Wuchen's story, Lu Feichi's face darkened.

"If you don't live up to expectations, you don't live up to expectations... What does it have to do with me? By the way, you just said that my sword is not like the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain, what do you mean?"

Feng Wuchen then asked the question in his mind: "It's a coincidence that when the junior broke into Tianmen Mountain before, he triggered the last power left in the stone statue by the senior. At that time, the power in the stone statue made it difficult for the junior to

Parry! There is indeed a huge difference from the senior's attack just now..."

Hearing this, the old man suddenly became excited: "Impossible! Impossible! I have been practicing swordsmanship here for tens of thousands of years, how can it be worse than before? Boy, you must be lying to me and messing with my Taoist mind! Aren't you?

"

Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly: "Senior and I have never met each other, so why should I mess with your mind? Everything I said is true, but it's a pity that the stone statue has been destroyed. Otherwise, senior will know after you go out and give it a try!"

After hearing what Feng Wuchen said, the old man's expression gradually calmed down. Finally, he sighed as if he had resigned himself to his fate: "Perhaps it is destiny that cannot be violated. I... my destiny has been exhausted, that's all, that's all..."

"senior……"

At this time, Lu Feichi waved his palm, and a set of stone tables and benches appeared on the ground.

The old man made a gesture of invitation again: "My little friend, if you are not in a hurry, please sit down and listen to me talk a few words. I have been in seclusion here for tens of thousands of years. I am a master of swordsmanship, but I will not only retreat... If I look for it again..."

If there is no opportunity for breakthrough, I am afraid that the end of the world is imminent, but there are some things I can only say to my little friend..."

Hearing what the old man said, Feng Wuchen felt a little sad.

So he didn't reply, but sat down quietly, looked at the old man, and listened to the details.

"Ha... I have achieved my ambition at a young age. In the past, I was considered to be extremely talented. My swordsmanship was even more outstanding among the monks of my generation. However, I only lived a thousand years before I stepped into the realm of selflessness and eight cuts. No one can match it.

…”

After a thousand years of life, he has entered the realm of eight cuts.

For a while, Feng Wuchen also looked at this in a different light.

Even in today's age where monsters appear in large numbers, among the thousands of geniuses, it is rare to be able to master the Eight-Sword Sword Immortal Art within a thousand years of life, but Lu Feichi was born a hundred thousand years ago.

At that time, he was able to achieve such achievements, but he was considered an absolute genius.

"Alas..." the old man sighed softly and continued: "After entering the Eight Cuts, I became more and more arrogant. I didn't know whether to live or die, and rashly stepped into the legendary Kunlun Sword Tomb, hoping to find an opportunity for the Nine Cuts...

However, when I stepped into the sword tomb, I realized how ridiculous I was..."

When the old man mentioned the Kunlun Sword Tomb, Feng Wuchen instantly became very energetic.

"Senior, have you ever stepped into the Kunlun Sword Tomb?"

After all, according to the Nine Nether Sword Demon, the Kunlun Sword Tomb can be entered but cannot be left, unless one understands the Great Dao and breaks through the realm of Nine Cuts.

Looking at Lu Feichi's appearance, he didn't take this crucial step, so how did he get out?

The old man had a look of fear on his face: "The power of the avenue in the Sword Tomb is like the vast ocean, and I... am just a mayfly! The moment I stepped into the Sword Tomb, I realized that the first half of my life had been smooth sailing.

It is not a good thing. It has not experienced great ups and downs, great sadness or great joy. Once I entered it, I was completely lost!"

"..."

At this point, the old man paused, his eyes still filled with sadness.

"Perhaps it was the heaven that took pity on me. I struggled for countless years in the sea of ​​swordsmanship. At one moment, I regained a ray of consciousness... At that time, the only thing that caught my eyes was a ray of light. So, I tried my best to

Follow that light and finally find such an exit!"

Feng Wuchen was startled: "Can this exit allow people who have not successfully enlightened to escape?"

Lu Feichi nodded: "Yeah... I don't know how this gap was formed! And from this gap, the Tao Yun in the sword tomb seeps out from time to time! This bit of sword intention, for us,

, maybe a drop in the bucket, but for ordinary sword cultivators, it is a great blessing! At that time, after suffering the failure of Jianzhong, I had inner demons, and I no longer dared to try easily, so I established a sect here and founded Tianmen.

Mountain……"

"Later, with the growth of Tianmen Mountain, many sword cultivators came here because of its reputation, and I was not stingy, so I took out my life savings to build Tianmen Mountain into an oasis! Ha... It's wonderful to say, I

This move actually caused the spiritual veins sleeping in the desert to revive, causing strange phenomena to appear in the sky, the stars shook, and thousands of spirits fell. For a time, oases appeared everywhere, and more and more forces came to take root here.

I never thought that my unintentional act would actually end the ten thousand years of desolation in the Western Region..."

As he spoke, Lu Feichi's face was filled with pride that was hard to erase.

"The seniors turned the desert into an oasis and opened up the picturesque Dream Xizhou for future generations. The seniors are righteous and the juniors admire them!"

"These are all past events... don't mention it!" The old man waved his hand, brought back the topic, and continued: "After thousands of years of recuperation, my inner demons gradually disappeared, and I thought I had enough experience, so I wanted to return.

Kunlun Sword Tomb, looking for a breakthrough opportunity! So, I built a stone statue in the door, leaving a ray of incarnation in it, and I entered this passage! Alas... But I still thought I was right after all, to say the least.

It’s ridiculous, I was ambitious, but when I arrived at the Sword Tomb, I discovered that my inner demon has never disappeared, and is even stronger than before..."

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen looked regretful and asked: "In other words... Senior entered this realm tens of thousands of years ago, but because of fear in his heart, he has been sitting here until now?"

Lu Feichi looked ashamed and nodded to himself: "After I arrived here, I was intimidated and did not dare to step in. I had to absorb the power of the great road that seeped out from it day and night in an attempt to further refine my swordsmanship. However, the more I practice here, the more I practice here.

The fear of that sword tomb is getting deeper and deeper. In the past tens of thousands of years, I have been so confused that I don’t even know that my sword skills are not only retreating. If my friend hadn’t come here today, I’m afraid if I had to wait a little longer, I wouldn’t even know whether I would live or die.

I don’t even realize it…”

After listening to Lu Feichi's story, Feng Wuchen felt a sigh of relief.

How similar is this old man's experience to his?

Even compared to Lu Feichi, his talent is even greater.

However, in just a few hundred years, it has reached the point of eight cuts in the realm of selflessness.

The only difference between the two of them may be that Feng Wuchen has experienced ups and downs, life and death, and his sword heart has been broken twice, but now it is as strong as a rock.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Wuchen said: "Senior, what are you thinking now? Should you step into the Sword Tomb with the juniors, or should you go back to Tianmen Mountain first and help your disciples and grandchildren overcome this difficulty... Tianmen Mountain is currently facing internal and external troubles.

Seriously, if the seniors don’t come out of seclusion, I’m afraid Tianmen Mountain will really be destroyed..."

I have to ask, the old man pondered for a long time, with mixed feelings in his heart. After pondering for a long time, he sighed softly: "I have wasted thousands of years. Not only did I fail to attack the Nine Cuts, but I not only retreated with my strength, how can I have the face to face it?"

This group of juniors from the sect who respect me as a god..."

After saying that, the old man suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Wuchen: "Little friend! Can you do me a favor?"

Feng Wuchen had already guessed the old man's intention. Although he was reluctant, he could only take over the conversation: "Senior, do you want me to take action to save Tianmen Mountain?"

The old man nodded: "You were right before... I cut off the Sword Washing Pond and cut off the luck of Tianmen Mountain! Tianmen Mountain has fallen to this point, and I cannot escape the blame... If you are willing to help me, help me solve this problem.
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