C1332 (1/2)

In the closed Hall of Zhenwu, Lin Hao has a scene in front of him.

In the picture, half of the young people, yellow and thin, dressed in patched linen, were just announced by an emissary of a small sect door that he could not step into martial arts in his life.

Young people return to a village with simple folk customs to survive, eat and drink, everything has to rely on their own small body to solve, village often have villagers to help, but young people never want any benefits, will pay corresponding labor to repay.

Every day, before the day was bright, he got up to learn the sword, and the sword he used was a wood sword which he had cut with a piece of wood.

In Lin Hao's view, the young man's sword training method is full of defects, and there is no rules and regulations. Obviously, this is the young man who is groping and has not got any guidance from anyone.

Spring and autumn, cold and winter, the youth never interrupted, gradually, his sword, in his own grope, has been quite a family style, although there is no rules to speak, can be a move in duplicate, there is a special mood in it.

Besides practicing swords.

Every day, the young people will go to the window of the school in the village to listen to the teaching of the school. Over time, the school teaches. In the back corner of the school, a table and chair are reserved for the young.

Every day, after the children leave, he will clean the school and go again.

Unconsciously, the half-year-old was over 18 years old, and finally he was long and open. Then he left the village and went out for a tour.

His sword, also finally from a wooden sword, changed into an iron sword.

On the way, with the sword skills he has figured out, he will help the hero. If you hear that there are knowledgeable people around you, you will come to ask for advice. If you refuse, you will not give up and keep it.

Time goes by very quickly.

The young man blinked and became middle-aged.

His knowledge has been extremely profound, and his own sword skills have reached the turning point.

But at that time, he still did not repair himself.

So he put down his sword.

Practice boxing on the basis of sword moves.

Also no longer to ask those knowledgeable people, began to look for those folk miscellaneous learning, such as geomancy, life and philosophy and so on.

He walked in the mountains and rivers, constantly enriching his own experiences, from sword, boxing, and body techniques And his age, too, was getting older and his hair began to gray.

He's old!

Suddenly, a disaster swept over, a large number of monsters appeared, attacked human beings, blood flow into rivers, life and charcoal, many powerful martial arts monks have taken hand in succession, but can not suppress the monster turbulence.

And it's just on this day.

The old man picked up a sword again.

Still like he was a teenager, a sword cut out!

Suddenly, the sky and earth rushed to the full swing, into his hand long sword.

The old man suddenly realized that the avenue appeared, and heaven and earth were used by him, and went straight to the peak of emperor's state!

At that time, the world, the peak of Empire State, was the limit. They did not know that there was another heaven and earth above the world, and they did not know that after the peak of emperor state, there was still a way to go.

Old man, no longer an old man.

Life soared, restored to the young body, spirited, in a day, sword to kill countless monsters.

But still no one knows who he is and where he comes from.

He continued to walk after suppressing the chaos of monsters.

Still go.

Step by step.

I don't know how long I've been away.

His footprints spread all over the world.

He has come into contact with more.

Then he waved his sword and cut the sky.

Split the sky.

At the moment when he started the day, a group of strong people appeared, who wanted to seal the sky again and eradicate them.

He was alone, fighting against the strong.

Break the ground into the fire.

And then he made the real God.

Go straight all the way.