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Chapter 340

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Su Xin had made a name for himself in the Jiannan Society and Henan Society.

Some of the local martial arts forces had sent people to watch Su Xin's battle from afar, and they were all terrified.

Fortunately, they had warned their disciples not to join in the fun. Otherwise, their names would have appeared on the Ranking List of Young Masters, and Su Xin would have had a few more stepping stones.

At this moment, in the Mingjian Villa of the Jiannan Society, a young man was sitting with a sword, listening to the maid behind him reading the Ranking List of Young Masters.

The young man was in his thirties. He was handsome, but his expression was cold. He had a pair of sword-like eyebrows, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

His appearance and aura made him seem like an unsheathed longsword, incomparably sharp.

He was the second on the Ranking List of Young Masters, "Young Master Sword" He Xiu, the successor of the Mingjian Villa.

He started practicing swordsmanship at the age of three, achieved initial success in swordsmanship at the age of seven, and traveled the Jianghu alone at the age of twelve. Thousands of people were killed for him, and he entered the Ranking List of Young Masters at the age of fifteen.

This was the life of "Young Master Sword" He Xiu. If Tao Addict Lin Changhe had not been above him for more than ten years, He Xiu would have been even more glorious.

He Xiu sat cross-legged on the grass in the garden, stroking the sword in front of his knees with his right hand.

His longsword was very strange. The sword hilt and blade seemed to be forged together, and there was no obvious difference. The whole longsword seemed to be one, but it was shaped like a straight coiling dragon. The dragon's tail was the tip of the sword, and the dragon's head was the hilt. It gave off a dazzling golden luster.

This was He Xiu's sword, "Frightening Dragon", a genuine Earth-level weapon. It was specially made for him by a Weapon Forging Grandmaster from the Sword Pavilion of Bashu, one of the five sword sects.

The maid behind him not only read He Xiu's Ranking List of Young Masters, but also the details of the battle two days ago.

After hearing this, He Xiu's lips curled into a proud sneer.

Others might be shocked by Su Xin's battle record, but He Xiu was not.

Among the young martial artists in the Jianghu, he looked down on everyone except Lin Changhe, including "Marquis Junior" Xiao Huang.

In his eyes, Xiao Huang was just a piece of trash who liked to play petty tricks. In this Jianghu, one had to rely on the sword in his hand to speak.

"Check Su Xin's current location for me," He Xiu suddenly said.

His maid asked in surprise, "Young Master, you want to make a move against that Su Xin? Is it because of Di Yunfei? "

With He Xiu's current strength, apart from Lin Changhe, there was no one on the Ranking List of Young Masters who could pique his interest. Therefore, it was impossible for him to be motivated to fight after hearing about Su Xin's battle achievements.

The only explanation was that He Xiu wanted to stand up for Di Yunfei. After all, Mingjian Villa had a good relationship with the Zheng Sword Alliance. He Xiu and Di Yunfei were familiar with each other.

He Xiu said in disdain, "Stand up for that trash? Of course not, Di Yunfei was not qualified.

I merely owe Di Jingfei a favor. This time, Su Xin slapped the Zheng Sword Union's face. I'm teaching him a lesson as a way to return the favor. "

The maid nodded and immediately arranged for people to search for Su Xin's whereabouts.

At this moment, Su Xin had already left Jiannan Path and arrived at Yunan Path. However, he did not continue on his way. Instead, he stopped halfway.

When Su Xin passed by Deyang Prefecture, he encountered an opportunity. That was, Kun Yang Zhenren's Dao sermon, which was held every three years at the Tai Qing Temple outside of Deyang Prefecture, had begun.

Kun Yang Zhenren was a Rogue Cultivator. His Tai Qing Temple only had a few Daoist children to help him clean up. His personal strength was not very strong, only at the intermediate stage of the Divine Transformation Realm.

However, such a mediocre Rogue Cultivator had once sat down and discussed Dao with the Sect Masters of the Four Dao Sects.

Even the Sect Master of the Good Fortune Gate, a Real Martial Realm expert, 'Pure Yang Dao Master' Li Boyang, had once said that in terms of Martial Dao, he surpassed Kun Yang Zhenren by leaps and bounds. However, in terms of Heaven Dao, his comprehension was not as deep as Kun Yang Zhenren's.

Therefore, such a mediocre Rogue Cultivator had attracted the admiration of the Dao Sects all over the world.

Moreover, Kun Yang Zhenren would give a public sermon every three years. Anyone could go to the Tai Qing Temple to listen to his sermon.

After so many years of listening to Kun Yang Zhenren's sermon, there were more than ten martial artists who had broken through to the Primordial Soul Realm. As a result, Kun Yang Zhenren could be said to have students all over the world, attracting many martial artists.

Of course, Su Xin would not let go of such an opportunity. Therefore, he stayed in Deyang Prefecture for a day. The next day, he went directly to the Tai Qing Temple to listen to Kun Yang Zhenren's sermon.

However, when Su Xin arrived at the Tai Qing Temple the next day, he found that he was a little late.

Outside the small Tai Qing Temple, there were already three layers of people surrounding it. Su Xin roughly looked around and estimated that there were almost tens of thousands of people here.

Of course, 99% of these people were Acquired Martial Artists. Su Xin had no idea what they were here for.

The fastest way to cultivate one's Acquired Body Refining was to train one's body or take elixirs. Anyway, when one's internal energy reached the Innate Stage, success would come naturally. What's the use of listening to Kun Yang Zhenren's sermon here? Can you even understand him?

Although that was what they said, every time it was time for Kun Yang Zhenren to give a sermon, the Acquired Martial Artists around Deyang Prefecture would come.

As soon as Su Xin revealed his aura, a group of people immediately made way for him.

Even when listening to Kun Yang Zhenren's sermon, there were different levels.

The closer one was to the inside, the stronger one was, and the weaker one was outside.

When Su Xin walked to the innermost area, there were already 200 to 300 Divinity Realm martial artists gathered there. The number was very shocking.

Among these Divinity Realm martial artists, there were not only people from Henan Sect, but there were also people from other sects who came because of Lin Fan's reputation.

However, some of the Divinity Realm martial artists turned pale when they saw that Su Xin was here.

There was no other reason than that there were Divinity Realm martial artists who participated in the siege against Su Xin among these people.

When they saw Su Xin again, they could not hide the fear on their faces even though Su Xin definitely could not remember them.

The devil-like figure and amazing archery skills a few days ago were still lingering in their minds.

The other Divinity Stage martial artists were also carefully sizing up Su Xin. After all, he was someone who had recently made a name for himself in both Jiannan and Henan Province. It was simply unimaginable for them that Su Xin was able to defeat a hundred of them alone.

However, they did not pay attention to Su Xin for long because another person with a more powerful background came.

A young man in a green Taoist robe walked in. He had a handsome face, but the look in his eyes was very strange. There seemed to be stars shining in his eyes, and people could not help but fall into them.

Seeing the young man, someone exclaimed in a low voice, "'Tao Addict' Lin Changhe! I didn't expect him to come! "

"Lin Changhe is addicted to Dao. Kun Yang Zhenren, a Taoism grandmaster praised by Tao Master Chun Yang, is giving a sermon. How could he not come?"

After Lin Changhe arrived, he randomly found a place to sit down and stared at the entrance of Tai Qing Temple as if he did not care about anyone.

However, those who really knew Lin Changhe knew that it was not that he did not care about others, but that this was his character. Apart from his obsession with Dao, he did not care about anything else.

After a while, a little Taoist boy placed a cattail hassock at the entrance of the temple. A Taoist in a gray robe walked out and sat on the hassock.

This Taoist was much different from the sage-like Kun Yang Zhenren that Su Xin had imagined. This Taoist was just a slightly ordinary old Taoist.

Moreover, his hair and beard seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time. They were all messy, and he looked somewhat unkempt.

Seeing Kun Yang Zhenren come out, everyone present bowed deeply to him. This bow was sincere.

The disciples of sects and families in the martial arts world grew faster than independent cultivators. This was not only because they had all kinds of cultivation resources to help them, but also because they had the careful guidance and guidance of the elders in their sects.

Independent cultivators did not have such treatment. They could only explore on their own. Some cultivation insights and experiences were more precious than ancient books of cultivation methods, so they could not be easily obtained by outsiders.

Now that Kun Yang Zhenren was willing to selflessly preach to the public, all the warriors present were grateful to him from the bottom of their hearts.

Kun Yang Zhenren said with a smile, "It's the day of preaching for three years again. I, an old Taoist, have comprehended something new. Today, I will tell you about it.

Someone once asked me what is Dao. As an old Taoist, I could not explain it, but I have a little bit of comprehension to tell you.

The so-called Dao is the rule of this world. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are Dao. So are all living things. So, in my opinion, everywhere is Dao. "

Speaking of this, Kun Yang Zhenren changed the topic and said, "Since everything in the world can be Dao, does it mean that human beings are a kind of Dao?

Sakyamuni said that I am the only one in the world, and everyone can become a Buddha. So, why do we have to go to other places to comprehend our Dao? In fact, we are Dao. "

Kun Yang Zhenren spoke eloquently. There were no obscure Daoist scriptures in his speech. Instead, he spoke in plain language, mixed with some humorous sentences, which made people laugh.

Especially Kun Yang Zhenren, who was very familiar with Buddhist scriptures, used all kinds of allusions at will without any feeling of incongruity.

Since ancient times, Taoism and Buddhism were incompatible. However, Kun Yang Zhenren was able to use the most objective attitude to look at all of this. It was not easy.

Just when Su Xin was listening, there was a sudden exclamation from the outside. The crowd dispersed, and a young man holding a sword walked in. His sword essence was unparalleled, as if he was the unsheathed sword.

Someone whispered with doubt, "Sword Master He Xiu? What is he doing here? "

The path of sword cultivators was completely different from Taoism. Among the five sword sects, only Qingcheng sword school could be related to Taoism. So, what was He Xiu doing here?

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