"Do you know who I am?"

The old man Jiankuang went all the way to the top of the mountain and asked along the way.

This question is embarrassing, and Luo Feng didn't know how to answer it for a while.

Where did he know?

Seeing that Luo Feng couldn't answer, the old man Jianmao laughed.

"It's right if you don't know. If you know, I won't teach you yet. It shows that your sword is sincere. It's not because you are pursuing my name, but because you sincerely admire my sword path."

"I admire you. I was forcibly arranged by you. If my ancestor is still here, I will come to find you?" Of course, this sentence was said to him by Luo Feng, so he naturally didn't dare to say it.

However, since Auston arranged for him to come, the Ninth Emperor actually wanted to send his descendants to the Jianhao Peak, and this person must have the ability to lead the way.

"I ask you, do you know who is the number one in the kendo field now?"

"That ancestor of the Ji family?" Luo Feng asked.

The old man Jianmao stopped suddenly and sighed helplessly, "Yes, he is indeed a genius, but! I'm not bad either."

"He was able to suppress my sword because of some small factors. Under the superposition of these factors, my Yin-Yang Sword was broken under his Fulong Sword."

"Senior, your arm is also him..."

"No, although he beat me by the sword back then, this arm was not something he could cut, but I cut it myself, and I still don't want it to recover."

“Why?”

The old man Jianmao sighed, "Because as long as he is still alive for one day, I will not let this arm grow again, nor will I let it hold the sword."

"Isn't there a saying in the road of swordsmanship? In one day, no one can cross the swordsmanship realm. Unless he dies, I'm afraid I will never be able to surpass it in my life."

"It's been hundreds of years. I thought he was really dead. I originally planned to come out. It was not until a few days ago that a descendant of the Ji family outside used the sword of the ancestor of the Ji family that I realized that the old monster was still alive."

"My right arm will never grow again. It's better not to have the title of the number one kendo man."

As he said that, the old man Jiankuang looked at Luo Feng lonely, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Boy, I actually don't want young people to enter the kendo realm, because you will find that as you continue to improve and improve, you will feel my unwillingness and pain."

"So what about geniuses? As long as the ancestor of the Ji family is in one day, no matter how good the sword or how good the sword style is, he will never be able to compare with him."

Luo Feng was extremely shocked, "My ancestor seems to be even more powerful than I thought. So many seniors have made such high evaluations. Is he really awesome?"

"So I see that you have the conditions to enter the real kendo realm. I will not be happy because of you, but instead see another young me."

"So when I teach you the true swordsmanship, everything is not the most important thing. You only need to remember one sentence to ensure that your sword heart is not destroyed."

"What sentence?"

"Never think about being the first person to use the sword."

"What's the point of not being the first person?" Luo Feng said, "and there is a so-called powerful enemy in the field of kendo that can never be crossed. Isn't this a lucky thing?"

The old man Jiankuang was stunned and widened his eyes, "Why do you say that?"

Luo Feng's mouth raised slightly, and he thought of his elder brother's first mountain in the new era of physical cultivation, the largest mountain in the bloodline, and the true genius of swordsmanship, Ji Zhantian, said, "How can you go to a higher altar when you have always been invincible? The opponent is the existence that will not make us feel lonely."

"It is confusing and painful to be invincible, just like Dilongzaki. If there is a competitor around you and you keep stinging it, that's interesting."

"Boom!" At this time, the old man Jianmao's brain was like an earthquake and could not calm down for a long time.

He looked at Luo Feng as if he was looking at a monster, and then he burst into laughter. The entire mountain was shaking violently for this.

"Hahaha, I'm really becoming more and more confused as I live. After living at this age, I don't have a single little kid's life."

"If you and I were in the same era, they would definitely be good friends. If I had met you earlier, I would not have fallen to this point."

"Boy, your heart is bigger than mine, it's like the ancestor of the Ji family back then, because he also said these exact words to you."

Luo Feng showed his white teeth and smiled, "Old man, you can do it now, too."

The old man Jiankuang covered his eyes, burst into tears, and sighed helplessly after a long time, "It's too late, it's too late after all. What kind of state has the ancestor of the Ji family reached? How can I see that I can peek at? But I think you have such a state of mind and cognition, and you may not be able to replace me. One day, you will compete with him."

Luo Feng smiled and said, "Okay, then you just teach me. I will break the sword of the ancestor of the Ji family for you in the future."

The old man Jiankuang was stunned and then smiled, "If you can really do it, you can help me cut off his arm."

Although it is a joke, it also expresses the obsession of countless monsters using swords, besides the ancestor of the Ji family.

......

A back mountain waterfall at Jianhao Peak.

Opposite the waterfall is a simple thatched hut.

"Old man, I think you can teach me now, where to start?"

The old man Jianmao shook his head, "Remember, to reach your level, the sword style is actually useless. What I want to teach you is the Great Way."

"Battleway?"

"Well, I want you to forget the sword style, forget everything you learned before, I want you to return to nature, look at that," the old man Jianmao pointed at a rusty sword hanging on the waterfall.

"The first step is that I want you to observe the sword every day and understand the sword intent. Until you understand it correctly, you will succeed in the first step."

Luo Feng was puzzled, but he still walked under the waterfall, sat cross-legged, and watched the sword carefully.

This sword is very ordinary, it has rusted under the baptism of time, and there are even many cracks.

"Look, if you are lucky and have high talent, you will be able to understand it in ten years."

Luo Feng was stunned, "Damn it, ten years!"

"Yes, ten years are a bit slow. It took me thirty years to observe. When you can realize the higher charm of swordsmanship from it, you will be officially reborn."

"Is there any hint?"

"The three thousand worlds of swordsmanship are like purgatory on earth. Only by understanding one or two can you escape the sea of ​​suffering. You can slowly realize it."

Luo Feng was helpless.

In ten years, he didn't have so much time to watch a broken sword every day.

And there is no prompt. Isn’t this just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse?

Having said that, since he has come, Luo Feng still plans to give it a try.

In the next time, Luo Feng looked at the sword, during the day, and at night.

Time passed, and three months passed.

At this time, Luo Feng had a stubborn face, but his posture of sitting upright had not changed.

The old man Jianmao from the thatched hut admired him a little when he saw this.

He thought this frivolous boy would probably be the most frivolous one month to grab his ears and cheeks, but he never thought that three months had passed and he was still so calm.

From beginning to end, except for eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, Luo Feng kept staring at the rusty long sword.

Half a year passed in a flash, and at this time, many talented students from the Emperor of Light Temple also showed their strengths and kept breaking the records of the "Emperor God List".

But these seem to have nothing to do with Luo Feng who was standing still. He just watched the Breaking Sword every day.

This state was not until one night when the old man Jianmao, who was snoring, woke up by a sudden push and shook it.

The old man Jianmao opened his eyes hazy and saw Luo Feng, who was more bearded than him, standing in front of him with excitement on his face.

"Why give up? If you give up, you can go down the mountain, which means that my road is not suitable for you."
Chapter completed!