Chapter 345 What is real and what is imaginary

At the mountain gate, an old man was lying on a chair.

Put your hands on your stomach and close your eyes.

You can't feel any aura of a monk from this old man!

It seemed like he was just an ordinary old man.

When Jiji walked over, he bowed to the old man and handed over his hands.

Mu Cisheng also followed the instructions with ease.

Seeing this, Ye Qiubai made the same move as Shi Sheng and Xiao Hei.

When the three of them straightened up, they were about to follow the threshold and enter the mountain gate of the Starfall Sword Sect.

The old man said as if he was dreaming: "Because that kid from Jiji is a member of the Sword Sect, there is nothing wrong with him saluting me."

"Mu Cisheng has been here many times and is a guest of the Xingyun Sword Sect. It is appropriate to pay this courtesy."

"And you, I have never met the old man, and you are not from the Sword Sect. Why are you saluting?"

Ye Qiubai stopped and did not look back. He turned his back to the old man and smiled: "Respecting the elderly and loving the young is the etiquette of the world. Shouldn't it be something everyone should do?"

After saying that, Ye Qiubai continued to follow critical and walked into the mountain gate.

"Respecting the old and loving the young is a human etiquette?"

The old man murmured to himself and opened his eyes.

There was no turbidity of the old man in those eyes.

Some are just shockingly clear!

At the same time, there was a ray of light flickering.

When the light shines.

Around the old man's body, there was a monstrous sword intent that flashed away!

If Ye Qiubai felt this sword intention.

You must be surprised to feel that this sword power is much stronger than that of the Demon Sword Master or the Four Ultimate Sword Master!

"Yes, this is the beginning of human beings, but now, I don't know how many people have forgotten..."

The old man closed his eyes again, with a smile on his face.

"He's a pretty good kid..."

…

On the road.

Critical explained: "The old man has been lying there since he was brought back to the Starfall Sword Sect by his master. All the disciples don't know his identity, but no one disturbed him.".

Ye Qiubai nodded.

This has nothing to do with him.

Saluting is just a matter of etiquette.

However, Ye Qiubai had no interest in the old man's affairs.

The two of them were strangers to each other and there was no need to know.

"Okay, since you want to go on a pilgrimage, I will take you to ask the master for instructions first."

The critical master.

It was Jian Wufeng, the leader of the Xingyun Sword Sect.

Similarly, it is also the realm of swordsmanship, one of the very few people who have reached the supreme realm!

The five people arrived at Poyun Peak.

Outside the main hall of the sect leader.

Xiao Heisheng and Mu Shisheng were waiting outside.

After asking for instructions at the critical moment, he took Ye Qiubai into it.

At this moment, a middle-aged man was sitting on the ground, using a piece of white cloth to wipe the epee placed on his knees.

The heavy sword has no edge.

But it revealed the supreme sword intention!

Ye Qiubai looked at the heavy sword, and it was clear that it was not stained with any dust.

This middle-aged man still had a serious look in his eyes and wiped the heavy sword extremely carefully.

Only those who love swords.

Only then can you go further in the way of swordsmanship.

This is not the only condition, but it is a necessary condition!

Being able to take care of his sword so carefully.

This man is definitely a powerful swordsman.

This was what Ye Qiubai was thinking at this time.

Critical walked up to the middle-aged man, bowed and said, "Master, I brought Ye Qiubai."

However, the middle-aged man did not raise his head.

As if he didn't hear critical words, he was still wiping the edgeless heavy sword on his knees.

Critical didn't care at all, he just stood up straight and waited quietly.

Finally, after an hour.

The middle-aged man's eyes changed.

He raised his head slightly.

He carefully observed the heavy sword to make sure it was not dirty, and then nodded.

Then he stood up, and the first thing he didn't do was look at the critical point.

It was as if critical and Ye Qiubai did not exist.

It passed directly through the two of them.

Walked out of the palace.

Critical and Ye Qiubai followed.

Came to a forest.

There is a pool of clear spring water in the forest.

The spring water is full of sword intent!

Ye Qiubai was also shocked by this sword intent!

Jian Wufeng put the handkerchief used to clean Wufeng's heavy sword into the sword pool and washed it carefully.

Ye Qiubai was surprised to find out.

In that pure white and flawless veil, there were a lot of dust-like stolen goods that were washed out by the sword pool!

At this time.

Jian Wufeng spoke.

“Some say seeing is believing.”

"The meaning of these words is correct, but sometimes, it is the eyes that deceive oneself."

"Just like this white handkerchief, you think my sword is very clean, but now it can wash out so many dirty things."

Ye Qiubai was stunned.

It seemed like he had caught something.

Falling into an extremely mysterious realm.

This is the realm of heaven and man!

Critically stunned.

Jian Wufeng finished washing the white handkerchief, put it away, and looked at Ye Qiubai with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Sometimes, seeing is believing.

Sometimes, seeing is deceiving.

So, how can we judge what is real and what is unreal?

The answer is obvious.

Feel it with your heart.

Ye Qiubai has already realized that the sword's heart is transparent.

And in Jian Wufeng's seemingly unintentional words.

The sword's heart was tempered once again.

The sword intent also began to rise at this moment!

The criticality can be felt.

Ye Qiubai's sword intent is changing!

Three full days.

Reached the half-step sword master realm!

Ye Qiubai then opened his eyes, looked at Jian Wufeng, walked over, with a serious face, clasped his fists and bowed, saying respectfully: "Thank you, senior, for your advice."

Jian Wufeng smiled and waved his hand, saying: "I didn't give you any advice, it's just that I like to talk nonsense."

Ye Qiubai smiled and said: "How can it be nonsense if you are given such advice?"

Hear the words.

Jian Wufeng pointed to the side, who looked a little ashamed, and said, "Well, isn't there someone here who just takes it as nonsense?"

"Otherwise, why are you trapped in the realm of gods and humans, and my disciple is still standing there in a daze?"

There was already a borderline shame.

After hearing his master's sarcasm, he wanted to dig a hole and crawl in.

Be a groundhog...

Jian Wufeng waved his hand and said, "Okay, I know your business, go ahead, I've already said hello."

After saying that, Jian Wufeng left the forest and entered the sect leader's hall.

Ye Qiubai once again cupped his hands towards Jian Wufeng's back.

Just leave with criticality.

In the main hall of the sect leader.

Jian Wufeng sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly made tea.

Then they started talking.

"Lao Jian, this kid is pretty good."

There was no one else around Jian Wufeng.

But.

At the gate of Xingyun Sword Sect.

The old man lying on the wooden chair also began to talk to himself at this time.

"That's right. It's best to find a way for him to join the Starfall Sword Sect. This kid is more suitable than Critical to be responsible for bringing the Starfall Sword Sect back to glory."

“Both character and talent.”

"In the future, with Juji and the two of them, the Starfall Sword Sect will be even more prosperous."

Jian Wufeng nodded: "I will, but at that time, Uncle Jian may have to teach him personally."

The old man nodded without hesitation.