Spirit Sword Sovereign

The preaching platform is built on the mountainside.

It is a high platform, one meter high, ten feet long and wide, and the whole body is made up of white jade. On the all around of the preaching platform, there is a four-sided stand that can easily accommodate 10,000 people.

Blazing sun just rises, at the mountainside, there is a path of conversation.

The preaching time was at noon, but these disciples seemed to be a little eager to wait. They were early at this place, and everyone was sitting in danger and waiting patiently.

Ten days ago, there were 20,000 people who took the initiative to become disciples.

But after these ten days, the number of disciples dropped sharply. Until now, there were only 3,000 people.

There is no reason for it. As Chu Xingyun said, after becoming a disciple, there is no right, no money, no name, no benefit, and with the elder hall, full power is in charge of the outer sect size.

This portion errand, without gaining anything, will be ridiculed by everyone. Gradually, many people have chosen to quit and give up the name of the disciple.

Time flies, and in unconsciously, it is almost coming to noon.

At the mountainside, apart from these three thousand disciples, there are no other people, and even this vast void has no people to stay, and no one is secretly watching.

Sword Master is the place where Sword Master lives.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Sword Master peak is like the Sword Master’s seal in Wanjiange. As long as it does not violate the Sect Rule, no one can ask questions and watch, even the Wanjiange cabinet owner.

However, although no one dared to look at the Sword Master peak, the entire Wanjian Pavilion still has a lot of eyes, staring at the Sword Master.

But these eyes are not the light of learning, but the light of ridicule.

It is not an easy task to preach.

The preacher not only needs tyrannical strength, but also needs vast knowledge, knowledge, and can turn the mind to the simplest words, so that everyone knows.

In their eyes, Chu Xingyun’s innate talent, although strong, but his age and experience, is still too shallow, how can be qualified to preach this First Level.

“Today’s business is destined to make a joke!” Among Wan Jiange, countless people have this idea and want to see how Chu Xingyun is ugly.

Outside the Sword Master, the eyes are surging, and in the Sword Master peak, the hearts of the three thousand disciples are also a few minutes away, and many people are taking deep breaths to ease the tension in their hearts.

On the foremost grandstand, Shui Qianyue, who was wearing a sky-blue dress, had already sat here.

Compared to the embarrassment of everyone, she seems to be very looking forward to, and her eyes are constantly scanning around, as if she does not want to miss any moment.

Xiū xiū xiū !

At this time, the piercing sound of the air broke out in the void.

When everyone lifted the head, they saw Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng, who rushed from a distance, and behind them, there were four figures, which were the four Sword Masters of the lineage.

Seeing these people appear, three thousand disciples stand upright, their backs are curved, and they sing: “disciple, I have seen you Sword Master!”

Accompanied by this voice, a group of six people slowly fell from midair.

Among them, Chu Xingyun is in the center of the preaching platform, and the other five are retreating to the rear of the stands, resting and standing, gazing at the front.

“Sit!” Chu Xingyun glanced around and spit out a word.

The three thousand disciples immediately sat down, and the summer Qingcheng five people, the same is true, everyone’s eyes moved, they all fell on Chu Xingyun, without saying a word, the atmosphere of the entire space became serious.

Chu Xingyun took his eyes back and his voice was dull: “Today, it is my first preaching. In this process, you should not discuss, you must not ask questions, and you should not disturb things. If there is any violation, you will immediately deprive the disciples.”

Hear this,those The disciples felt that the heart was tight, and immediately closed their mouths, and even the sound of breathing was carefully controlled, for fear that it would affect Chu Xingyun.

“This guy, although young, has a strict teacher’s style, it is really beyond my expectations!” In the stands, Lei Yuanguang’s mouth swelled and made a faint voice.

After this is said, Yun Changqing three people nodded again and again, the look is a bit incredible.

Today, they are not used.

But considering that Chu Xingyun is the first preacher, they are not at ease, so they are companionship, arrived at Sword Master, want to see if they can help.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xingyun’s performance, so mature, so suddenly they have an illusion, as if standing on the preaching platform, not a 17-year-old youth, but a peerless powerhouse with a thousand lifespan.

Chu Xingyun didn’t pay attention to the change of the people’s looks. He stood in the middle of the preaching platform, with rapt attention, started talking: “We are all Sword Cultivator. Today, I will talk about Sword Dao.”

In the language, the audience is quiet.

Everyone is concentrating on hearing the past.

“For Martial Artist, Wu Weitian, Martial Dao is Heavenly Dao, everyone’s cultivate goal is to climb the Martial Dao peak, and the sky is high, and Sword Dao is one of the Martial Dao branches.”

“Martial Artist, with the slogan, Sword Cultivator, with the sword, this sword word represents both Martial Dao and Martial Artist itself.”

“Sword, is an instrument, this is a foreign object, but for Sword Cultivator, the sword is like a limb, the sword is like a flesh, and the two cannot be separated. Therefore, when entering Sword Dao, the sword is not a foreign object. It has long been integrated into the body of Sword Cultivator.”

“Sword Cultivator is the sword, and Sword Dao is the way of Sword Cultivator.”

“If Sword Cultivator is a separate one, Sword Cultivator is a Martial Artist, so the essence of the Sword Cultivator is the Martial Artist, and Heavenly Dao.”

“So in my opinion, Sword Dao is divided into three realms.”

“First world is a combination of human swords, people and swords, regardless of you and me, Sword Dao, is the way of Sword Cultivator.”

“The second world is the spirit sword, the spirit, the Martial Spirit, and the world. In this realm, the heavens and the earth and the sword, the sword and the people, the three are symbiotic, thus touching Heavenly Dao.”

“As for the third world…”

With this in mind, Chu Xingyun paused for a moment and condensed: “There is no sword!”

“After arriving at this realm, for the Sword Cultivator, the world is big, the red dust is all things, it can be a sword, a life is born, Wan Jian volleys, a thought disappears, Wan Jian annihilates and scattered, there is a sword, that is, no sword “”

The last voice fell, and some people in the place were immersed in contemplation. Even the four Sword Masters changed the color of their wait-and-see, with their heads low and their eyes flickering with the divine light.

They suddenly found out that what Chu Xingyun said, between the vagueness, has a sense of direct access to the essence of Sword Dao, not only breaking common sense, but also subverting their usual ideas.

Especially in the last sentence, there is a sword, that is, no sword!

This point, as if communicating with some kind of mysterious realm, a little thought, it makes people feel a sense of openness, the road of the invisible Sword Dao, clearly laid out in front of them.

This scene lasted for a long time, Chu Xingyun did not speak, standing quietly.

After a while, the four Sword Masters woke up from their meditation.

I saw them look at each other, and then stood up at the same time, facing the direction of Chu Xingyun, slowly bent down the back, said with a voice: “Luoyun Sword Master, let me wait, be taught!”