Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 202 Wan Jian Yi: You can't escape even a single sword from Zhang Xiaofan

Qingyun Mountain, on the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, outside the ancestral temple, on a large flat ground.

A handsome man was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, practicing!
Green light was flowing outside the man's body, and a magic sword was placed on his legs. Two little birds flew to the man's shoulders, chirping non-stop.

But even though the two birds were chirping, it did not affect the young man's practice.

At this moment, an old man with a tall stature walked out of the ancestral temple. The old man had long hair, one part black and one part white.

The old man walked out of the yard and lightly stroked a bamboo with his fingers, and the hard green bamboo broke instantly.

The old man held a one-meter-long green bamboo and threw it lightly at the young man who was sitting cross-legged.

Although his movements were gentle, Qingzhu was extremely fast and reached the young man in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Lin Jingyu opened his eyes, drew out the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the sword flashed, and the green bamboo was split into two.

After cutting Qingzhu in half, Lin Jingyu ran to Wan Jianyi and said with joy:

"Master, how is my swordsmanship? Isn't it very exquisite?"

"Indeed, it's exquisite!" Wan Jianyi praised, stroked his long white beard, and a figure he hadn't seen for ten years appeared in his mind. He said:

"Compared to ordinary people, you have made great progress in the past ten years, and your swordsmanship is extremely sophisticated."

"But compared to that kid Zhang Xiaofan, you are far behind!"

Lin Jingyu felt that under the guidance of the old man in the past ten years, not only had his swordsmanship become extremely exquisite and unbeatable, but even his cultivation had greatly improved.

So, I asked doubtfully:

"Master, is Xiaofan really so invincible?"

"Haha!" Wan Jian laughed twice and said:

"That kid, in just three years, he has learned all my sword techniques and reached the same level as me. You should know that I have been practicing for more than 300 years, while Xiaofan has only been learning sword techniques from me for three years."

"Hiss!" Lin Jingyu took a breath of cold air. He had already overestimated Xiaofan's talent, but he didn't expect that he would still mutter to the other party.

You know, he was only the registered disciple of the old man in front of him, which meant that the other party had not taught him all his skills.

Even so, he spent ten years and still failed to learn all the sword skills taught by his master. However, Xiao Fan learned all that his master had taught in just three years and reached a level that took his master more than three hundred years to master.

He couldn't even imagine such talent and understanding. How inhuman!

No wonder, when the battle between good and evil was going on ten years ago, Xiao Fan defeated dozens of seriously injured senior brothers by himself, and even defeated the five Qinglong elders and a dozen people led by senior brother Xiao Yicai who were besieging him with just one sword, and killed the grand elder of Qingyun Sect!
At this time, Wan Jianyi said again:

"I am already a person of amazing talent, but Zhang Xiaofan is even better than me."

"Especially the sword from ten years ago, which was able to withstand the fatal blow from Daoxuan's Immortal Execution Sword Formation. Even I couldn't match that sword."

Having said this, Wan Jianyi looked at Lin Jingyu and asked:

"Oh, right, I was far away, I only saw that sword that shocked the heavens, but I didn't hear its name. What's the name of that sword?"

Lin Jingyu heard this, thought for a moment and said, it seems like:

"The sword opens the heavenly gate!"

"The secret of the sword moves is: use my magic sword to devour souls and blood, forge magic power, and open the gate of heaven with the sword!"

"Sword... opens... the gate of heaven!" Wan Jianyi murmured, thinking of the sword ten years ago, and said:
"What a good name! Only the sword that opens the gates of heaven can describe that stunning sword!"

At this time, Lin Jingyu suddenly said:

"Master, now that I have reached the Shangqing realm, how many moves do you think I can withstand from Xiaofan?"

Lin Jingyu did not say that he had defeated Zhang Xiaofan, because he knew that Xiaofan had already reached the third level of Shangqing ten years ago. Now that ten years have passed, Xiaofan might have reached the sixth level of Shangqing.

Wan Jianyi looked at Lin Jingyu who was eager to get an answer, patted Lin Jingyu on the shoulder and said:

"Jingyu, you'll be lucky if you can last three moves at the hands of Xiaofan now." "What, three moves?" Lin Jingyu exclaimed, his face full of horror and frustration.

He thought that after ten years of hard training day and night, he had finally reached the Shangqing realm and would be able to withstand thirty moves from Xiaofan.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even last three moves.

Wan Jianyi looked at Lin Jingyu who had a frustrated look on his face, shook his head, and thought to himself.

In fact, if I wasn't afraid that you would be hit hard, I would say that one move is enough.

After all, everything Lin Jingyu learned in the past ten years was taught by him. Zhang Xiaofan also knows everything that Lin Jingyu can do, and it is ten or a hundred times more sophisticated.

As soon as you made a move, Zhang Xiaofan knew instantly what move you were going to make. Moreover, a sword that seemed extremely exquisite to ordinary people was full of flaws in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes.

Moreover, ten years have passed. Wan Jianyi has been with that boy day and night for three years, and he knows him best.

I'm afraid that his Taoism has reached the ninth level.

In addition, Zhang Xiaofan is proficient in swordsmanship, Buddhism and Taoism, and has the Blood Soul Sword in his hand.

I'm afraid there are no more than five people in this world who can defeat that kid.

As for that kid's caution, he often talks about developing himself in a sneaky way and keeping calm, and he will never fight with those who are stronger than him.

Given that kid's caution, if he meets those people who are more powerful than him, he will definitely stay as far away from them as possible.

"I do not believe!"

Suddenly, Lin Jingyu shouted, looked at Wan Jianyi with sharp eyes, and said confidently:

"Master, I don't believe that with my current sword skills and my cultivation level of Shangqing level, I can't last more than three moves against Xiaofan."

"I, Lin Jingyu, will fight with Xiaofan for thirty moves next time I see him. No, twenty moves, forget it, ten moves."

It can’t go down any further!
Wan Jianyi looked at the extremely confident Lin Jingyu, sighed, and thought to himself:

Jingyu, I hope that when I meet that kid in the future and find that I can’t even get past him with just one move, I wonder if you will cry on the spot!
Ugh!
Wan Jianyi patted Lin Jingyu heavily and praised:
"Jingyu, your self-confidence is what I admire most. Young man, be brave and do it! Don't cry when the time comes... don't... don't say anything, I forgot."

"That's right!" Wan Jianyi suddenly put his hands behind his back and said:

"Daoxuan sent a message today that the outstanding young generation of Qingyun Sect gathered at Tongtian Peak. I believe something big is going to happen. I'm afraid the cultivation world is not peaceful again."

"You have been here for ten years and have never been out. Go today!"

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Jingyu suddenly knelt on the ground, bowed three times to Wan Jianyi, and said:
"Master, don't worry. If I go down the mountain this time, Jingyu will definitely not bring shame to your reputation."

Oh, Lin Jingyu suddenly remembered that he didn’t even know his master’s name, so what title did he have?

During these ten years, he asked his master's name once, but was kicked dozens of meters away by the master.

After that, he never dared to ask more questions.

"Go!"

Wan Jian turned his back and waved his hand!
Lin Jingyu stood up, bowed to Wan Jianyi again, and said:
"Master, take care!"

After saying that, he turned and left, looking straight ahead, muttering:
"Xiao Fan, if I meet you when I go down the mountain this time, I will definitely survive ten moves from you!"

Upon hearing this, Wan Jian turned around and looked at Lin Jingyu, who was holding his head high, and whispered:

"This kid, why doesn't he listen to advice and still has ten moves?"

"I hope you won't be so depressed that you cry!"

(End of this chapter)