C20

After releasing Tu Lu's hand, Yan Xilou walked towards the north side of the cave. He reached out to grab the longsword on his back and stabbed his sword into a hole in the wall.

Following the sword stabbing into the stone hole, a crack appeared in the middle of the stone wall that was originally tightly sewn together, and like two doors, it split open, retreating to the left and right sides. Tu Lu, who was at the side, only realized that in the small cave in front of him, there was actually another world.

"Come, come with me. I'll show you something." Yan Xilou smiled at Tu Lu, and then walked in.

Tu Lu looked at Yan Xilou's back figure, hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips and quickly followed, asking: "What exactly do you want to show me?"

Yan Xilou did not reply to Tu Lu. Instead, he smiled mysteriously and said: "Wait a while, once you see that thing, you will naturally know."

There was no light in the cave, but on the left and right walls, there were two night pearls the size of goose eggs placed every few dozen meters. The inside of the cave was not only not dark, but also very bright.

Following behind Yan Xilou, Tu Lu walked in as he looked around at the stone walls on both sides. She wasn't too shocked by the fact that there were so many rare Night Pearls inside the cave. However, as she walked in, the murals on the walls of the cave attracted her attention.

Although the swordsmanship was carved onto the stone wall, what shocked Tu Lu the most, was that every move, horizontal, cleaving, lifting up, chopping and so on, were reflected in her eyes, causing her to feel a kind of piercing sensation, as if the sword on the stone wall and the sword wielder were going to break out from the wall in the next moment.

"Is all that is drawn on this stone wall the Mang Shan Sect's swordsmanship?" Tu Lu looked at Yan Xilou and could not help but ask curiously, "These, were all drawn by you, senior?"

Yan Xilou laughed and said: "No, I'm not. When you walk in from the outside, the first thirteen murals you saw were carved by me. However, the seven murals in the innermost murals are all my master's masterpieces ? Compared to my teacher, I'm afraid that my thirteen murals are not even worth one of his! "

Tu Lu blurted out, "Who is your master?"

Yan Xilou looked at Tu Lu, and slowly replied with two words: "Sword God!"

Tu Lu opened his eyes wide, and involuntarily cried out in alarm at Yan Xilou: "You, you're Sword God Yun Xiaoxiao, Senior Yun's disciple?!"

"What is it? Doesn't it look like it? " Yan Xilou asked with a smile.

Tu Lu looked at Yan Xilou's sloppy clothes and wanted to say that as the disciple of the Sword God, how could you be like this, but when the words were about to leave his mouth, Tu Lu swallowed it back.

From the moment he entered the cave, after walking forward for more than a hundred meters, Tu Lu was counting the paintings on the stone walls in his heart. Indeed, when the fourteenth set of frescoes started, Tu Lu discovered that there was a huge change to the frescoes she had seen when she first entered.

This didn't mean that the next seven paintings were better than the previous thirteen!

If just based on the completeness and vividness of the painting, the seven murals behind it were actually much less than the thirteen previous paintings ? This was because the seven murals behind him seemed more like random graffiti, between each stroke very casual.

However, in terms of the concept of drawing, even someone like Tu Lu, who was not very knowledgeable in drawing, could see that the seven later paintings were much higher than the previous paintings.

Every single stroke, every movement of the character, and the sword style he displayed, carried with it an unruly and free air. Even if that stroke was wrong, the other party would never modify it.

The heaviness and sharpness in the tip of the brush practically pounced on his face ?

After staring at the frescoes for a while, Tu Lu closed his eyes and thought about the battle that he was facing against the sword-wielding little person in the frescoes.

However, what made her feel extremely discouraged was that she actually couldn't even dodge his sword strike. Only, in the next moment, when he recalled that the other party was the current Sword God, the number one person in the Taoism Realm, Tu Lu felt that it was only right for this to happen. He opened his eyes, looked at Yan Xilou, and sincerely praised: "Senior Yun is indeed extraordinary!"

"My master is recognized by all in the way of the sword by the Taoism Realm, so he is naturally an outstanding figure." Yan Xilou smiled, although he spoke calmly, his face was brimming with incomparable pride when he mentioned his master! After he finished speaking, Yan Xilou lowered his head and looked at Tu Lu, as if he had suddenly realized something. He looked at Tu Lu in astonishment and asked, "Child, can you understand the swordsmanship on the stone wall?"

Tu Lu shook his head, then patted the black bow on his back and said: "Since I was young, Master has taught me archery, but I have never learnt swordsmanship. However, even though I haven't learned how to use the sword, I can tell that the swordsmanship left behind by Senior Yun in the frescoes are all the rarely seen powerful swordsmanship ? Any random set of swordsmanship s from the frescoes on the stone wall, if placed outside the Mang Shan Sect, would definitely be enough for people to establish their own sect! "

"Hmm, doll, you have this kind of vision, it's really priceless!" Yan Xilou looked at Tu Lu with praise in his eyes, and after he finished speaking, he thought of himself, and sighed: "It's a pity, my talent is dull, in this Nine Immortal Cave, I have studied it for close to a hundred years, but I have still not understood the true meaning of the swordsmanship in my master's seven murals, and have only learnt a little bit so far."

As he spoke till here, Yan Xilou paused for a moment before slowly turning his head, looking at Tu Lu with a hopeful gaze. He asked, "Child, how about we discuss this? As long as you acknowledge me as your master, I will pass down all of the swordsmanship s in the cave to you ? "Although you may not necessarily have taken a fancy to the swordsmanship on my thirteen frescoes, the swordsmanship on the seven frescoes that my master left behind, is the number one in the world ?"

Hearing Yan Xilou's words, Tu Lu looked at the two sides of the stone wall, and the swordsmanship that Yun Xiaoxiao had left behind, and could not help but reveal a look of hesitation. However, after thinking about it for a while, Tu Lu still shook his head: "Thank you for your good intentions, Senior Yan, but this junior is already a disciple of the Mei Mountain.

Yan Xilou's choice towards Tu Lu seemed to be already within his expectations. However, when he truly heard Tu Lu's rejection, his eyes revealed deep regret!

"Senior Yan, didn't you say that you want to bring me to see something?" Tu Lu laughed: "Then, senior, please lead the way and bring this junior to have a look."

Seeing that Tu Lu had made his decision, Yan Xilou understood that regarding the matter of taking him as his master, even a wishful thinking was useless. After sighing for a bit, Yan Xilou looked at Tu Lu and helplessly said: "Hai, alright! "Come with me, what I want to show you, is up ahead ?"