I'm already invincible

Lu Wushuang carefully took out a wooden box from his ring.

I saw that the wooden box is simple to make, but faintly emits a trace of pure wood-type aura.

"Master, the treasure that the disciple just mentioned is in this wooden box."

Lu Wushuang offered the wooden box with both hands.

Real person Yuan Jian felt the pure wood-attribute aura emanating from the wooden box, hesitated for a while, then took the wooden box, and opened it carefully.

After taking out the calligraphy in the wooden box, Master Yuan Jian gasped slightly, and looked at Lu Wushuang again.

According to what Lu Wushuang said before, as well as the inferences of the senior officials of Taixuan Holy Land, the person who wrote this calligraphy is very likely to be an immortal from the upper realm.

It is conceivable that this calligraphy is extraordinary.

If that senior is really a fairy from the lower realm, it means that this calligraphy is the world's top treasure.

hiss!

Seeing Lu Wushuang nodding, the frowning Daoist Yuan Jian gasped, and unfolded the calligraphy in his hand like walking on thin ice.

暮。

Open it slowly, and the first ancient character in Xiaozhuan script comes into view.

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, the momentum is magnificent, it is done in one go, and the handwriting is free and easy.

Whoa!

In an instant, a vast sword intent enveloped the entire Sword Palace almost instantly.

Feeling such a magnificent sword intent, Master Yuan Jian's pupils shrank, and his arms trembled uncontrollably.

Especially that old face was filled with complex expressions of shock, excitement, excitement, awe and so on.

Not bad!

Although it is only one word, it contains such a majestic sword intent, one can imagine what kind of accomplishments the painter has in the way of swordsmanship.

After calming down his mind, Master Yuan Jian slowly unfolded the calligraphy with trembling hands, his eyes fixed on the calligraphy.

暮。

rain.

sparse.

curtain.

Just one sentence, ten ancient characters.

However, in the eyes of Daoist Yuan Jian, it is strangely thrilling, and each word contains a completely different sword intent.

The first word, although the sword intent is vast and majestic, it exudes a dead air, which makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar instantly.

The second word, the sword intent is unparalleled, and it is full of fierceness.

The third word, although the sword intent is scattered, but in the scattered, it is filled with appalling killing intent.

Although the ten ancient characters contain different sword intents, when the calligraphy is fully unfolded.

In an instant.

Not only Lu Wushuang, but also the spirit of a strong person at the level of Daoist Yuan Jian, can't stop being sucked into the artistic conception of calligraphy

shhhhhh!

Soon, Master Yuan Jian's hair, beard and long robe moved automatically without wind, and an ancient sword floated up and down behind him, and thousands of rays of light burst out, exuding a vast and ancient atmosphere at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, streams of condensed golden sword energy lingered around the body, and the thick mana surged, making the whole person look like a sword fairy.

"It seems that the master must have a great understanding, maybe he can break through the realm of stagnation for a thousand years in one fell swoop."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lu Wushuang's beautiful face was full of joy.

But soon, Lu Wushuang couldn't help but darken again, shaking his head and sighing slightly.

"This calligraphy contains a lot of true meaning of swordsmanship, but with my current cultivation level, I can only comprehend a trace of swordsmanship."

Seeing that Daoist Yuan Jian showed signs of a breakthrough, Lu Wushuang wisely went to the outside of the hall.

"Several juniors, the master has shown signs of a breakthrough. These days, you must stay here. Before the master comes out, no one is allowed to step into the Sword Palace."

"Senior Sister Lu, Master is really going to make a breakthrough?"

"You just need to remember to stay here, and you will naturally know when the master comes out."

Lu Wushuang solemnly told the group of disciples stationed in the First Sword Hall, then turned and left.

At this time, a ray of rainbow light descended from the sky and landed directly outside the Jianyi Hall with the door closed.

"Holy Lord?"

"I'll wait to see the Holy Lord!"

"Wushuang, I have seen the Holy Master."

The person who came was Master Changxuan, the Holy Lord of Taixuan Holy Land.

When a group of disciples from Lingjian Peak saw the Holy Master approaching, they all bowed down deeply and showed respect.

Reverend Changxuan put his hands behind his back and nodded symbolically, feeling the aura of swordsmanship emanating from the Hall of Sword One, he couldn't help showing suspicion.

"Wushuang, it looks like your master is about to make a breakthrough?" Reverend Changxuan asked calmly.

Lu Wushuang hesitated for a while, nodded slightly and said, "Reporting to Holy Master, judging from the signs, Master, the old man does have signs of breakthrough."

Reverend Changxuan glanced at Lu Wushuang cryptically, and said again: "Your master has stopped at this level for nearly 2000 years. You must have made a breakthrough at this time. It must be some kind of opportunity and fortune?"

Lu Wushuang was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked at Master Changxuan.

There was a peaceful smile on the corner of Master Changxuan's mouth, and with a thought, mana surged all over his body.

Faintly, he seemed to have used some kind of secret technique to temporarily seal the space where he and Lu Wushuang were.

"Wushuang, your master's breakthrough at this time should have something to do with your going down the mountain this time, right?"

In order not to make Lu Wushuang feel grudges and be too rigid, Master Changxuan asked in a calm tone as much as possible, and the smile on his face did not fade.

Of course, he had noticed Lu Wushuang's performance outside the Taixuan Hall before.

Moreover, Lu Wushuang is the person in charge of Lingjian Peak going to Xiaochi Town to recruit disciples this time.

Lu Wushuang nodded hesitantly: "Returning to the Holy Master, the disciple went down the mountain this time, and by chance, he did get some chances."

"In Xiaochi Town?" Master Changxuan asked sharply.

Lu Wushuang nodded irrefutably.

"Wushuang, can you tell me about all your encounters in Xiaochi Town this time?"

At this moment, Rao Changxuan, an old man who has lived for thousands of years and has unfathomable cultivation, can't stop his heart from surging, showing a trace of excitement and excitement.

Lu Wushuang nodded, and then said

Although she is a true disciple of Lingjian Peak, she is also a disciple of Taixuan Holy Land.

Now that the Holy Master is asking in person, she naturally can no longer hide it.

After nearly a stick of incense, Lu Wushuang told Master Changxuan with almost no reservations about the details of how he would set off from Taixuan Mountain and leave Xiaochi Town under the constant questioning of Master Changxuan.

"Ha ha!"

After listening to Lu Wushuang's narration, Master Changxuan immediately burst into laughter.

Now he firmly believes that the young owner of the Changqing grocery store is a peerless figure.

Moreover, this peerless figure promised Lu Wushuang that he can come to ask for advice at any time in the future, which means that this peerless figure will not leave Xiaochi Town for the time being.

Thinking of this, Master Changxuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Wu Shuang, there is such a peerless person staying in our Taixuan Holy Land and willing to guide you. My Taixuan Holy Land can still be prosperous for 10 years."

Lu Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Reverend Changxuan carefully measured Lu Wushuang, and said with a smile: "Wushuang, after your master leaves the customs, let him come to see the old man."

"Holy Master, are you leaving?" Lu Wushuang hesitated to speak.

Reverend Changxuan nodded with a smile, and then the magic power surged all over his body, and he rose slowly into the air.

As a result, just tens of feet above the sky, Reverend Changxuan turned his head to look at Lu Wushuang, and said solemnly: "Wushuang, from now on you will be the saintess of my Taixuan Holy Land."

"what!"

In an instant, not only Lu Wushuang was dumbfounded, but also the disciples of Lingjian Peak were also dumbfounded.

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