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Now it seems that the deduction is about to be successful, but it is completely ruined by the kid in front of him.
The anger in my heart rushed to the top of my head in an instant.
Sword Master Wuji stretched out a finger, pointed directly at the tip of Meng Chuan's nose, and roared, "Who are you? Why did you violate the rules of the Holy Land and break into the ten-foot range of the Immortal Stone!"
If Meng Chuan was ten feet away, he wouldn't break into his sight, and it wouldn't destroy his whole train of thought.
It can be said that this deduction fell short because of Meng Chuan.
"Sword Master, calm down!" Zhang Zixia secretly thought that something was wrong, and hurried over with an apologetic face.
"Calm your anger?" Sword Master Wuji turned his head and stared at the Holy Mother, "The old man's ten years of hard work have all come to naught, how can it be solved by calming his anger?"
"This..." Zhang Zixia's face turned black and white, "Meng Chuan has indeed violated the rules of the Holy Land, and I am willing to compensate you on his behalf!"
Sword Master Wuji held his head high and said angrily: "This old man will be able to deduce an immortal-level swordsmanship immediately, can this be solved by paying for it?"
"At the beginning, in order to climb the Sword Dao Peak, I gave the Holy Land a low-grade spiritual sword, and only got ten years to realize the sword."
"Ten years will pass soon, but it was ruined by this kid!"
"Say! Did your Holy Land do it on purpose?"
Jian Dao Peak is located in the holy land, which belongs to the cultivation resources of the holy land.
The Sword Dao Immortal Stone on the top of the mountain is not a mortal thing, so naturally it cannot be seen for nothing.
Every outsider who went up the mountain to deduce the sword technique had to pay a certain amount of resources.
At the beginning, in order to gain ten years of deduction time, he used an earth-level low-grade spirit sword.
Placed in the holy land, earth-level spirit swords are extremely precious, and cannot be taken out easily.
Zhang Zixia's face was pale, and she struggled to squeeze out a few words from between her teeth.
"I'll give you an earth-level spirit sword..."
Meng Chuan, Meng Chuan...
Is your kid my nemesis?
I will teach you swordsmanship first, and you will destroy my high-grade Xuan-level Spirit Hall...
Yesterday afternoon, I went to find a repair master of the Spirit Hall, and at least one of the highest-grade treasures of the Xuan rank was required to repair the hall.
I thought it was over.
Who would have thought that today would be even more deceitful...
What are you doing breaking into the restricted area of Xianshi when you have nothing to do?
Ruined the idea of Wuji Sword Master...
This time I paid more, and it had to be an earth-level treasure.
If there were no outsiders here, Zhang Zixia would really have to squat on the ground and cry bitterly.
If I had known earlier, I would have taught Meng Chuan step by step. Why do I have to bring him here?
I have too many treasures, no place to throw them away?
Ugh...
Who told me that I was Wang Yingxue's master.
When things go wrong, I have to follow...
"Impossible!" Sword Master Wuji did not intend to compromise at all, "The sword technique I deduced is of the immortal rank, how can it be solved by a low-grade treasure of the earth rank?"
"Today, people from your Holy Land violated the rules and broke into the restricted area of Xianshi without authorization. You must give me a satisfactory answer!"
"Otherwise, your Holy Land is ready to bear my wrath!"
The terrifying breath was released, and the suppressed Zhang Zixia took several steps back to stabilize her figure.
Even so, fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Zixia's forehead, and the purple robe behind her was soaked with sweat.
"Jianzun calm down, our Holy Land will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Now that things have come to an end, the only way to stabilize Sword Master is to prevent this contradiction from expanding completely.
Her strength is far from the opponent of Jian Zun.
Only when the ancestors in the Holy Land go out, can it be possible to suppress Sword Master.
If a battle breaks out between the two sides, it will definitely be the Holy Land who suffers.
Meng Chuan didn't interrupt immediately, but walked to the place where Jian Zun was sitting just now, and looked at the dents on the ground.
Just now, when the sword master deduced the sword move, he used his finger to draw the trajectory of the sword.
By running the deduction on this trajectory, one move of swordsmanship can be deduced.
Meng Chuan just glanced at the dent, then shook his head, and said: "Based on the trajectory of this sword technique, even if the sword move is deduced, it is the power of the top-ranked heavenly rank, which is not comparable to the sword technique recorded in the fairy stone."
Wuji Sword Master frowned even tighter, and said angrily: "What kind of swordsmanship do you know?"
"What I deduce is definitely the sword move recorded on the fairy stone!"
He glanced at Meng Chuan from head to toe. Judging from his size and figure, this kid was about eight or nine years old.
Children of this age are mostly peeing and muddy, farting and collapsing, how could they understand swordsmanship?
"Meng Chuan! Don't mess around!" Zhang Zixia hastily apologized, "Jianzun, he is still a child, so don't worry about the so-called childish words!"
"You said his name is...Meng Chuan?" Sword Master Wuji felt a little familiar when he heard Meng Chuan's words.
When I think about it carefully, I really think of such a person.
I have been living in Jian Dao Peak for the past ten years, and when I run out of food and wine, I will go to the Holy Land to buy some nearby.
I don't know the little things about the Holy Land, but I still know the big things very clearly.
Eight years ago, the saint had an affair with a man and gave birth to a son named Meng Chuan.
"It turns out that you are that useless bastard!"
Wuji Sword Master turned his head to look at Zhang Zixia, and said coldly: "Why did you take him to Sword Dao Peak? Could it be that you chose a graveyard for him on this mountain?"
"That's right, there are still two years left to live, so it's time to prepare for burial!"
Ten years of hard work were ruined, and this sword master's words were as fierce as the edge of a blade.
"Meng Chuan is just a child, why is he so rude?" Zhang Zixia frowned tightly.
It is true that Meng Chuan was at fault first, but there is no need to say such hurtful things, right?
Meng Chuan's expression was still calm, and he didn't show any anger.
In the past eight years, I have been subjected to gossip and gossip, and my xinxing has been tempered very strongly.
"Whether it is true or not, you will know once you try it."
Stretching his wrist to his waist, he pulled out the Qingfeng Sword, pointing the tip of the sword forward.
"Just watch, this is the sword move you deduced."
With a flick of the Qingfeng sword, a mysterious trajectory was drawn, and an unparalleled sword intent erupted from the blade.
The trajectory of the sword's edge was exactly the same as that drawn by Wuji Sword Master on the ground.
Moreover, even the trajectory that Sword Master did not deduce in the end was displayed.
call!
The sword qi whistling, rolled up flying sand and rocks, and rushed towards the woods on one side.
Click!
There are hundreds of big trees in the sky blocking the front, and they turned into flying ash the moment they came into contact with the sword energy.
Not even the dross was left.
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Seeing this move, Zhang Zixia felt very shocked.
Although there is only one move, it is far more than a hundred times stronger than the Zhanfeng swordsmanship.
If Meng Chuan had used this sword to slash at Zixia Lingdian, I am afraid that the Lingdian would not have broken a crack, but completely shattered.
Wuji Sword Master was already frozen in place at this time, his eyes were wide open.
"This this..."
"Did I read wrong..."
"What this kid used just now is exactly the sword move I deduced..."
"And I've only deduced [-]% of this sword move, and I'm still short of the last [-]%..."
"This kid has deduced it to the end..."
"hiss!"
No one knew better than him the moves Meng Chuan performed just now.
Because this is exactly the prototype of the swordsmanship that he deduced after exhausting ten years.
But Meng Chuan actually completed his deduction and fully displayed this sword technique.
This is kind of scary.
"how did you do it?"
"Just by glancing at the trajectory of the sword path on the ground, can you deduce it?"
He really couldn't figure out how to deduce this sword move.
With a grass root in his mouth, Meng Chuan said casually: "It's very simple, just have eyes."
"Eh..." Sword Master Wuji staggered and almost fell to the ground.
What does it mean to have eyes?
If you can deduce this sword move with eyes, how the hell can I only deduce [-]% of it after ten years of deduction?
Could it be that I am blind?
This kid is definitely not simple!
What is born with no pulse, that is a way to deceive people's eyes!
Must be a peerless swordsman!
"and many more..."
something is wrong...
It took me ten years to draw [-]% of the sword path on the ground.
This kid may be able to deduce the last [-]% through my ten years of hard work.
Come to think of it, it's not an exaggeration...
"Meng Chuan, do you use the trajectory of the sword technique I carved on the ground to deduce the sword move?"
If this is the case, there will be a little sense of accomplishment psychologically.
After all, [-]% of the credit for this is his.
Meng Chuan chewed the grass roots, and took a bite of green weed juice.
"Deduction?"
"This kind of sword move still needs to be deduced?"
"Any swipe is a move."
"Okay."
As he spoke, he raised the Qingfeng sword, and performed the sword move just now. When the move was finished, the sword edge was pressed down, and his right foot moved forward half a step.
call!
The sword energy howled.