Chapter 3025: Three-Part Return to Origin, Sword Saint

At the foot of Leshan, at the entrance of a village, there is a small temple. Most villages have temples, which is not unusual. However, the front of this temple is very interesting. This temple has no name. There is only a large plaque hanging outside the door with a large word "Temple" written on it. Just like those places selling noodles, there is always a word "noodles" hanging high.

The temple is even smaller than its appearance and is in ruins. As it is getting dark, there is no trace of villagers who come to worship, but the temple is still abnormally filled with a layer of dazzling smoke, making it difficult to see who is enshrined in front of the altar.

In the thick smoke of the temple, a person is sitting in a dark corner of the temple, seemingly a temple priest, but no matter how hard you try, you can't see his face clearly. It can only be vaguely seen that he is a person with pus all over his face, hideous and terrifying, but standing with a pair of heavenly eyes, as if he can see through all the secrets of the world, nothing can escape.

As the young man went down the mountain, he slowly raised his head, his expression was gloomy, and he sighed with emotion.

"How can a golden scale be kept in a pond? Once it encounters wind and cloud, it will turn into a dragon! Before the wind and cloud are born, the scale has begun to transform into a real dragon. The dragon vein is already stirring. I don't know whether this is a blessing or a curse?!"

Ji Boyi was as fast as lightning, looking back at the direction of the Three Absolute Gates on the top of Tianshan Mountain, with a bitter smile on his face. Three completely different true qi in his body began to entangle with each other and circulate rapidly in the meridians.

The three unique skills of "Paiyun Palm", "Fengshen Leg" and "Tian Shuang Fist" were traced back to their sources. Li Jing, one of the three heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, created the Paiyun Palm and Fengshen Leg. Li Jing created the Paiyun Palm and Fengshen Leg when he was a teenager. Paiyun is more about love, and Fengshen is more about madness. With these two sets of martial arts, he has conquered the world and no one can defeat him.

In his later years, when Li Jing was at the top of the officialdom, he should restrain his perception. In order to calm the arrogance and melancholy of the youth, he created the Tianshuang Fist, which used the perseverance of frost to suppress the wind's formlessness and the impermanence of clouds. Therefore, the Tianshuang Fist can be said to be a boxing method that has been refined after the completion of Paiyun Palm and Fengshen Leg.

Therefore, if you want to integrate the three unique skills of fist, palm and leg and cultivate the three-point return to the origin, you must start with the Tianshuang Fist, the first of the three unique skills. Ji Boyi's body was covered with white mist, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the temperature around him dropped rapidly, and the three true qi in his body merged into one, reaching the state of three-point return to one, and endless life. This is the three-point return to the origin, the highest mystery of the three unique skills, which Ji Boyi had already comprehended in the third year of learning martial arts.

On the top of Hanshan Mountain, where the hero Jian Jianfen sat, a middle-aged man with unparalleled sharpness, the whole person is like a sharp sword unsheathed, the sword energy fills the void around his body, making a swishing sound, piercing the air. This man is the most famous swordsman in the martial arts world today, the sword saint who has been invincible for decades.

The sword saint came, without any hesitation, majestic as a god, he leaped, and landed on the side of the two stone swords, his right palm burst out, and he was about to grab one of the stone swords and pull it away! He never wastes any time, just because time is extremely precious to a mediocre fool. Time is even more precious to a saint. The vast world and years pass like a moment, and you can only strive for it!

However, when the sword saint's steady hand was about to touch one of the stone swords, his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air and stood still! Just because he had caught a glimpse of his hand approaching the stone sword, the two stone swords suddenly revealed a new crack! It was as if the two swords would break at any time and turn into ashes!

Why did the sword suddenly crack?

The divine sword had spirits, and it did not welcome the sword master to pull them out, because the sword master was only a saint among swords, not a hero in the world, and not the master he was waiting for. The heroic sword had heroic spirit, and would rather die than live in disgrace. Even the sword master was not worthy of pulling it out.

The sword showed cracks, and the sword master's face changed drastically when he saw it, and he was furious. His face was extremely cold, and he said in a cold voice.

"Damn it, how ungrateful! Even the unparalleled sword of the world has to be subdued in my hands and used by me. Why do these two unprepossessing swords dare to perform in front of me and refuse me to pull them out? I want to see who can be your master?!"

The sword master was insulted by a sword for the first time in his life. He was so ashamed and angry that he could no longer control himself. He could not help but roar to the sky. Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and a purple lightning struck down, just about to hit the sword master.

However, a person who can be called the Sword Saint is naturally a powerful person who is not afraid of the sky. The unparalleled sword beside the Sword Saint automatically unsheathed when the thunder fell, and a dazzling cold light rushed straight into the sky. The dazzling sword light was so bright that even the sun and the moon were dimmed. The thunder from the sky was actually split by the unparalleled sword of the Sword Saint, just like ordinary straw.

"Good sword, no wonder it can be called the Sword Saint!"

An extremely domineering voice came from afar. As soon as the voice arrived, a figure appeared in the sword tomb and stood opposite the Sword Saint. This was a young man in bright clothes and a fierce horse. He was born domineering, like the master of the world, majestic and sacred. He stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the Sword Saint. He did not have the awe of other people in the martial arts world for the Sword Saint, just like looking at an ordinary person.

"Who are you?"

The Sword Saint was unruly, domineering and cold, and lived his life for the sword. He felt the extremely strong aura of Ji Boyi, frowned slightly, and a solemn look appeared on his face. The sword energy around him became more and more fierce, and the unparalleled sword was already in his hand.

The Sword Saint had been in the martial arts world for more than 40 years, without any rivals, and felt very lonely. In order to find an opponent who could fight him, he even came to Miyin Temple with a sword and forced the monk emperor to use the mirror to help him find a person in the Central Plains of China who could compete with him in swordsmanship.

The monk emperor had no choice but to tell him to go east, where he would naturally be able to find this swordsman who was stronger than the sword master. As a result, when the Sword Master was found, it was when Mu Yingxiong and Wuming were still gestating in their mother's womb. The ecstatic sword master immediately declared a challenge to Mu Yingxiong, who was still in his mother's womb, and scheduled a fight with him nineteen years later.

This shows how much the sword master longs for the appearance of an opponent. Today, he actually felt threatened by a young boy. This was the opponent he dreamed of, but the only flaw was that the opponent was not a swordsman.

"Hongba!"

Ji Boyi withdrew his eyes and said lightly. Then he looked at the Hero Sword. When he saw the cracks on the sword, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said directly without paying attention to the livid face of the sword master.

"It turns out that these are heroic swords. They would rather be broken than broken. It seems that you, the sword master, are not their master, and you cannot pull out these two divine swords!"

When the sword master heard this, his face became even colder, a cold air spread out, and the edge was sharp. His fingers gradually tightened his grip on the unparalleled sword, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"Boy, didn't Master You teach you to be careful when talking to me?"

Hearing this, Ji Boyi shook his head, sighed, and looked at the Sword Master again, overflowing with domineering power, and said in a deep voice.

"No one in the world needs me to be careful about what I say!"

"Arrogant, today I will let you know that the world is too big for a young boy like you to be arrogant!"

"Jianyi!"

The sword master was furious when he heard this and swung out the unparalleled sword in his hand. As soon as he made a move, he used the invincible "Holy Spirit Sword Technique". It was rumored that this was a set of perfect sword techniques with a total of twenty-one moves. "The words are arranged in order according to the numbers, and each move has its own characteristics and unique advantages and disadvantages, from sword one to sword twenty-one. But in today's world, no one can make the sword master use the moves after "Ten of Swords".

The sword master's swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle of all swordsmen in today's martial arts world. His sword master is invincible and unprecedented. Although he dare not say that there will be no successor, the "Sword One" he used is fierce and domineering that no one in the martial arts has ever seen before!

A simple sword energy burst out from the Wushuang Sword. It was fast, powerful, ruthless, and absolutely powerful. It also contained a thrilling pressure. Within a radius of five feet of this sword, all trees and grass were , the embroidered sword seemed to be crushed by a peerless force, turning into powder and flying all over the sky, becoming a spectacle!

Ji Boyi was not surprised by the sword master's attack. He calmly raised his right hand and shot out a frosty air from the tip of his index finger. This frosty air was extremely condensed and unparalleled, even stronger than the sword master's holy spirit sword energy. To be sharp, he ran straight into Jian Yi.

"boom!"

The energy exploded, and countless remaining sword energy shot out in all directions like arrows all over the sky, leaving holes on the ground and on the rock walls, which were pitch black and deep, making people frightened.

"Well, in the art of air swords, I thought you were a supreme overlord, but I didn't expect that you are also a peerless swordsman. Your sharp edge is restrained and hidden in your body and mind!"

"Okay, okay! Today I finally met a swordsman worthy of a fight!"

The sword master's Holy Sword Technique was blocked by Ji Boyi. Not only was he not angry, but he was very happy, even excited and ecstatic. His black hair was flying behind him, the corners of his clothes were rustling, and the sword energy around him was surging. A pair of extremely sharp eyes. The sword light flashed, bright and gorgeous, and he took action again.

The body of the unparalleled divine sword trembles, the sword clangs, the sword energy roars, and three rays of cold light shine in the world, which can illuminate the sun and the moon. These three sword rays are the top divine sword in the world, capable of cutting everything, with peerless sharpness.

"Sword Three!"

Only when you truly face the Sword Master's Holy Spirit Sword Technique can you understand why the Holy Spirit Sword Technique is called the perfect sword technique. Ordinary people will definitely die when faced with such sharp sword energy.

Unfortunately, Ji Boyi is not an ordinary person. He has even reached an inhuman state. He smiled contemptuously at the three sword lights coming towards him. The three qi energies of red, blue and green merged and merged from his body. His thumb and tail finger were straightened. The three fingers of his right hand suddenly stretched out straight, and with a burst of energy, three unprecedentedly powerful sword lights shot out from the three fingers.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a twist of the three-color sword light, it actually smashed the sword master's Holy Spirit Sword Qi into pieces. It continued its momentum and rushed towards the tall and burly sword master, as if it wanted to smash this number one man in the world to pieces.

The sword master sneered, and the unparalleled divine sword in his hand slashed out eight fierce sword energies in all directions. The sword light exploded and spread into thousands, directly shattering the three-color sword light that was thrust towards him.

This move is the "Eight of Swords" of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique! As expected of a sword master, he crushed Ji Boyi's Fengyunshuang Three Qi without moving, showing his demeanor as the best in the world.

"If you have any other tricks, just use them, lest you end up in hell and have no regrets!"

The sword master holds the sword and looks down at the world. He is indescribably invincible. The unparalleled blade in his hand is dazzling. It seems that even the light of the sun and moon in the sky is covered by the light of his sword. If he doesn't move, it will be like a thunder.

The sword master used a sword move that he had refined over time, which was the strongest move in his holy swordsmanship. He was confident that no one in the world could stop this move. It was the essence of his swordsmanship in this life. Unless the Heavenly Sword was born, no one would be able to stop it. I will fall under this sword.

"Sword twenty-one!"

This is the strongest move that the sword master has acquired in his lifelong sword practice. It can also be said to be the pinnacle of swordsmanship for thousands of years, a truly unrivaled swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, he did not meet Tian Jian Wuming, but the overlord Ji Boyi. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the three true qi in his body merged into one, turning into a white and warm true qi, which shot out from his fingers. Suddenly, all the swords in the world were shaking, as if they had met the immortal among swords, expressing their ups and downs.

Even the hero sword in the sword tomb and the unparalleled sword in the hands of the sword master were no exception. They all shook and made a buzzing sound of swords.

The sword master was suddenly hit by this, and the sword he used in his hand revealed a flaw in an instant. Although it was fleeting, it was still discovered by the white sword qi, which pierced directly into the flaw. A sword light flashed, and a strand of black hair fell.

The sword master stopped the long sword in his hand, lowered his noble head in disbelief, and stared at the strand of black hair on the ground in a daze. Countless complex expressions flashed in his sword eyes, including dejection, astonishment, frustration, unwillingness, anger, relief, and bitterness.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that the Sword Saint's cold eyes could actually have such complex and changeable emotions, which was amazing. Even the old actors could not interpret the complex and changeable heart of the Sword Saint at this time. It was really such a delicate and rich change in the heart.

"I lost?"

"I actually lost!"

"I lost!"

The Sword Saint muttered to himself, loosened the Wushuang Sword in his hand, and the magic sword was directly inserted into the ground, standing still. He looked up at the domineering boy opposite, and a calm expression appeared on his face.

The Sword Saint had a faint understanding in his heart at this time, and the prototype of Sword Twenty-Two emerged. He knew that after this defeat, his sword cultivation would go further. Within a year, he would definitely be able to create Sword Twenty-Two and make the Holy Spirit Swordsmanship more perfect.

"I lost today, and I will definitely challenge you again in the future!"

The Sword Saint stretched out his hand and pulled out the Wushuang Sword. His body turned into a sword energy and instantly disappeared at the top of Hanshan Mountain, heading towards Wushuang City.

Ji Boyi retracted his gaze, curled his lips, and was somewhat disdainful. The Sword Saint had already lost to him, and he would never be his opponent in the future, so he was not worth taking it to heart.

At this moment, the Hero Sword kept trembling, as if it sensed something, which made Ji Boyi's heart move, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the space and look at the foot of Hanshan Mountain.

A group of three people walked calmly towards the top of Hanshan Mountain. The most eye-catching one among them was a young man in white. His eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like stars and moons, and his face was full of confidence that could not be concealed. He was as confident as an emperor, the emperor among swords...

This emperor's breath covered up another sword hidden behind him, a legend of the Heavenly Sword that he should never ignore!

Among the three people on the opposite side, the young man in white was undoubtedly the most conspicuous, followed by the gentle and delicate beautiful girl. And the last one left, dressed in a black plain dress, was actually stained with dust and dirty. His left hand condensed into a sword finger, looking extremely shabby and humble.

The black-clothed boy had been hiding in the shadow of the white-clothed boy, as if he wanted to hide his shabby and humbleness in a dark corner, trying not to pollute everyone's sight, but there was an extremely pure sword intent in his body, like the way of heaven, magnificent and looking down on all living beings. No matter how low he raised his head, he could not hide anything, which made people look at him sideways.

"Mu Yingxiong, Wuming?"

"Interesting, but it's a pity that he is still too weak, which makes me completely uninterested. When they grow up, I have already surpassed the signs of humans and entered the realm of gods and demons. It is destined that we cannot fight!"

Ji Boyi shook his head. Although the realm of Tianjian is high, it is a pity that Wuming rose too late. When he grew to the peak, Ji Boyi had long been away from the world.

Ji Boyi sighed, and the sound floated in the air and reached the foot of the mountain, causing the three people to stop and look up at the top of the mountain. An extremely domineering figure disappeared like a dream bubble, and no one knew where it went.

A year later, a gang called "Tianxiahui" rose in the north. The leader Xiongba is naturally domineering and has a righteous outlook. He is a first-class hero and a great hero.

Of course, if you want to make a name for yourself in the martial arts world, it is not enough to just have a name. The most important thing is martial arts strength! It is said that although Xiongba is only about 20 years old, his fists, palms and legs are the best in the martial arts world, and his martial arts are not inferior to the leaders of major sects.

The Hummer Gang, which dominates the north, was originally a well-known gang in the martial arts world. It helped Ma Xiaotian to cut off countless heads with a big knife. The gang's style is fierce and the number of members is so large that it can be ranked in the top ten in the entire Shenzhou.

The rise of a new force is to seize the territory of the old force. The rise of Tianxiahui naturally threatens the original strongest Hummer Gang in the north. Ma Xiaotian even said three days ago that he wanted Xiongba to kowtow to him and become his godson, otherwise, Tianxiahui would be wiped out.

Ji Boyi walked into the Hummer Gang's base alone, went to the meeting alone, killed the seven leaders of the Hummer Gang, and incorporated the largest gang in the north. His strength and reputation soared. Within a day, the name of Tianxiahui and Xiongba spread all over the world!

Tianshan, Ji Boyi walked alone on the mountain road, with a calm and relaxed look. The familiar scenery and familiar roads made it easy for him to reach the top of the mountain where he had learned for five years.

Two familiar auras seemed to sense Ji Boyi's arrival and came to him in the blink of an eye.

"Xiongba, what are you doing back?"

The old man Sanjue still had a head full of white hair, and there seemed to be more wrinkles on his face. He looked older than when Ji Boyi left. Xiongwu followed behind the old man Sanjue, not daring to look at him any more. Seeing that the three streams of Qi on his body were perfectly smooth, he had obviously mastered the Three-Point Return to Origin secret.

"Master, I came here today in the hope of making Tianshan the base of my Tianxia Association!"

While Ji Boyi was speaking, he naturally exuded a domineering aura, which made the old man Sanjue's eyes tighten slightly.

"You, this evil disciple, dared to say such a thing. It seems that today I can only clean up the mess!"

While speaking, the old man Sanjue's body lit up with three streams of Qi, red, blue and green, and he punched out with a bang, mixed with the three-color aura of "Three-Point Return to Origin".