Peerless Young Master

Ba Dao Sect, back mountain.

Xiao Xuan was wearing a plain dress that fluttered in the wind, holding a long sword that shone with cold light in her hand.

Every time he swung the knife, the air seemed to be split in two, bringing up gusts of low humming wind.

Sweat trickled down her resolute face, but even so, she was still trying hard to swing the long sword in her hand without a single slackness.

Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, a look of pain appeared on her brow, and she stopped.

And the person sitting next to her was Xiao Yidao: "Take a rest if you are tired"

"Do you know what the essence of the Ba Dao is?"

Xiao Xuan looked at the long sword in his hand and recalled his understanding of the Ba Dao Sect during this period, and said: "It all comes down to the word Ba, Ba Dao, and unparalleled tyranny."

“You’re right, but you’re also wrong.”

"Ba Dao, it is true that hegemony is important, but what is more important is a kind of belief"

"Faith" Xiao Xuan frowned, seeming a little confused.

Xiao Yidao's eyes flashed, and his expression became hazy, as if he was recalling his youth: "When the tyrant sword appears, ghosts and gods are frightened. Whether it is the master or the brothers, they are all pursuing the word tyrant.

But they don't understand what "霸" really is.

The reason why I didn't practice Ba Dao back then was because I was not suitable for Ba Dao, and more importantly, the core skills of Ba Dao were not suitable for my father.

Later, Dad learned a new sword technique from the Tyrant Sword.

"A quick knife" Xiao Xuan blurted out.

"That's right, it's the word 'Knife'. All martial arts in the world are invincible only by speed. This is what my father has been pursuing all his life.

"One strike of the sword, the head falls off. Before the enemy can even see you strike, he's dead. This is fast."

Xiao Xuan hesitated: "Dad, which one is stronger, the Tyrant Blade or the Quick Blade?"

"There is no difference in swordsmanship between strong and weak. The difference lies in the character of the person using it."

Seeing Xiao Xuan lost in thought, Xiao Yidao continued, "The Tyrant Blade emphasizes momentum; the Fast Blade emphasizes speed. Whether it's the Tyrant Blade or the Fast Blade, you have to experience it with your heart.

You've practiced for so long, and your swordsmanship seems powerful, but in fact it's full of flaws. It has no power at all and is just a show.

Dad knows you are very anxious and want to find Li Xuan, but even if you really cultivate the Overlord Sword, can you bring Li Xuan back?

Even if you find him, can you protect him forever?"

Xiao Xuan lowered her head, recalling every moment she spent with Li Xuan, and the unbearable pain she felt when they were forced to separate that day. She looked at the long sword, and her reflection was reflected in the blade.

After a while, she finally spoke: "Dad, I understand. I was too anxious and wanted to learn Ba Dao's moves. But the moves are fixed. Even if I practiced them, I couldn't unleash Ba Dao's true strength."

Before, Xiao Xuan was too anxious and wanted to rescue Li Xuan. In order to achieve this goal, she practiced the Nine Styles of the Dominant Sword day and night.

She thought that after mastering the nine moves, she could leave the Ba Dao Sect and embark on the journey of saving her husband.

In fact, we have been standing still.

…………

The sunlight penetrated the clouds like a thin thread and fell on the boundless water, making the waves sparkle as if covered with broken gold.

Several sounds of "yo" came from the forest, and soon five people walked out.

These people had dark skin, were naked from the waist up, and their lower bodies were only covered with animal skins. They were barefoot and held sharpened wooden sticks in their hands.

Soon, their attention was attracted by a figure lying by the water. One of them uttered a few "yo" sounds, and several people walked over cautiously.

One of them even poked it with a wooden stick, but there was no response.

"Yoho, yahoo"

Several people began to cheer, thinking that it was a big fish in the water, a rare delicacy.

After cheering, several people tied the human-shaped fish to a wooden stick. Two of them carried it away, while the remaining three pointed at the fish.

A moment later, the five people arrived deep in the dense forest.

They had cleared a piece of land here, surrounded by huts built of wood and leaves.

"Yoho, yahoo"

As the five people returned, the savages who stayed in the tribe all cheered when they saw their companions brought back such a large amount of food.

After putting down the human-shaped fish, one of the strongest men walked to the largest hut, stood at the door, and muttered something.

Soon, an old man came out. Like them, he had his upper body naked and his lower body covered with animal skins. The only difference was that he wore a hat on his head.

This hat is made entirely of feathers, the most noticeable ones are the three at the back, which are fifty centimeters long and brightly colored.

When this person appeared, everyone fell silent. It was obvious that he was the leader.

The leader came to the food with a bright smile on his face, revealing his scarlet teeth. It had been a long time since he had caught such a big piece of food.

But when he lifted up the thick black hair and saw the face clearly, the leader's pupils suddenly shrank, and he chattered to the hunter, asking where the food came from.

Faced with the leader's question, the man did not dare to lie. He danced with joy and shouted "Yahuhuha", which meant that he saw it by the water and brought it back.

The chief was stunned for a while, looked at the food's face again, muttered to himself, then asked his men to take the food to the holy land, with a solemn expression, and asked everyone to go to the holy land.

The so-called holy place is a mountain several tens of meters high, a hundred meters away from the tribe. On the front of the mountain, someone carved a stone statue, which is lifelike and looks like a wonder of nature.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the holy place, and as the leader muttered, everyone knelt down.

After paying homage to the holy land, the chief waved his hand and the two men brought the food over. The chief looked at the appearance of the food and then at the stone statue, and they were exactly the same.

…………

pain.

it hurts.

As his consciousness gradually regained, Li Xuan slowly opened his eyes and realized that someone seemed to be holding him up. He instinctively thought that he had been captured by Liu Ye.

When he opened his eyes, he was suddenly startled to see a big head staring at him.

"Yeah"

Similarly, this also scared the leader, and the people who had originally captured Li Xuan were so scared that they knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Li Xuan came back to his senses and looked at the people in front of him who looked like savages. His eyelids twitched. Then he looked around and was frightened again when he saw more savages standing right under the stone statue.

"boom"

Suddenly, a loud thunder exploded in the sky.

Faced with the thunder, these people all knelt on the ground, chattering a bunch of incomprehensible words, as if they were in awe of the thunder and lightning.

The leader looked up at the stone statue, his eyes fell on Li Xuan below, thought for a moment, and took off the feather hat on his head;

He stretched out his arm, which was longer than that of an ordinary person and thinner than that of a woman, and extended it towards Li Xuan, muttering something that meant: "Lord God's Messenger."

Everyone in the tribe lowered their heads and muttered to themselves.

There was only one exception. While no one was paying attention, he quietly looked up and looked at Li Xuan. A ripple appeared in his dull eyes, as if saying, he looks too much like the stone statue.

Li Xuan was also confused.

Although I don't know where I am or what is going on.

But experience told him that these people should be primitive people living here, the old man in front of him should be the leader, and the hat in his hand should be the symbol of the leader.

But what does it mean for these people to kneel in front of him?