Author: Lone Wing

At night, Lin Qianxing's door was opened.

Immediately, Mo Ling, wearing tulle, stepped barefoot into Lin Qianxing's room.

Lin Qianxing withdrew from the state of cultivation, opened his eyes and looked at Mo Ling, with a smile in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Mo Ling would be so anxious this time.

"Miss Mo came so late, what happened?" Lin Qianxing asked pretending to be confused.

Mo Ling closed the door and said, "What do you think?"

The next morning, Lin Qianxing stretched out and moved his body bones, and couldn't help but sigh that this sword bone was really powerful.

"I plan to leave Fuyao." Lin Qianxing said to Mo Ling, who was pretending to sleep.

Hearing the sound, Mo Ling opened her eyes and said, "Where are you going?"

"Go to a broader world." Lin Qianxing said.

"Then I'll go with you." Mo Ling said.

"You can stay in Fuyao. Anyway, I can come back at any time." Lin Qianxing said.

"That's different." Mo Ling shook her head.

Lin Qianxing didn't care about this. After all, Mo Ling was not a flower vase. With her help, he would be much more relaxed.

After staying in Zifengguan for half a month, Lin Qianxing planned to leave.

But this time, there was Mo Ling beside him.

The three of them hurried on their way neither too fast nor too slowly, and a few months later, they successfully walked out of Fuyao.

Then, Qingming arrives.

Lin Qianxing drove the sword to catch up with the Kun Beast, and took a ride all the way to the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm.

Time started to speed up.

Lin Qianxing established himself on Qianlong Island with ease and joined Qianlong Valley by the way.

But this time he didn't enter the Judge's Hall.

Instead, Divine Sword Tower became Gu Taixu's subordinate.

In this way, Lin Qianxing developed the Blood Moon Palace, relied on strange objects to practice, and reached the ninth level of the "Nine Transformations Sword Art" within a month.

After nine rounds, his inner energy was compressed to its current extreme, and he entered the realm of heaven and man.

Time passed, hundreds of years passed, and Lin Qianxing's cultivation at this time had reached the peak of the tenth level of heaven.

There are treacherous objects that can be used at will, and with the blessing of sword bones, Lin Qianxing's cultivation is not too easy.

This speed is even relatively slow. If he hadn't been steady and steady, he would have reached this level long ago.

After decades of preparation, Lin Qianxing broke through to become a saint.

With the blessing of anti-trick power, this time he was not distorted and broke through directly.

After reaching the saint realm, Lin Qianxing gradually became the top leader in Qianlong Valley.

The power is getting bigger and bigger.

And this also made it easier for him to develop Blood Moon Palace.

The ever-expanding Blood Moon Palace made it easier for him to collect treacherous objects and increase his strength.

Five hundred years later, Lin Qianxing collected many time and space fragments of the gods and stored their existence in himself.

Three thousand years later, Lin Qianxing's strength was already comparable to that of the Divine Lord.

He called himself the Purple Sword God and set out to find the Sources who were sealed in the prisons of time and space.

Lin Qianxing knew the locations of the Source of Luck, the Source of Existence, and the Source of Nothingness. This time, it was completely on the back, so he could easily access them.

The last Source of the Moon, Lin Qianxing hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to go see him.

In the Blood Moon Palace, Lin Qianxing met with the Source of the Moon.

The other party still transformed into Lin Qianxing's female form.

"We meet again." Lin Qianxing said.

As soon as he spoke, the Moon Originator's expression froze on his face.

Because he did not retain the memory information of his meeting with Lin Qianxing.

In other words, Lin Qianxing restarted the cycle.

His attempt to escape from the cycle with the help of the source of time and space failed.

"Impossible, He controls time and space, how can you transcend Him and restart it!" The Source of the Moon said in confusion.

"I thought you could do some acting." Lin Qianxing said with a smile: "Although He controls the time and space Dao Fruit, it is obvious that he has not surpassed the power behind me."

"Surprisingly, this won't work?" the source of the moon said with confusion in his eyes.

"Then, make a choice, help me, or continue as before and be a betrayer." Lin Qianxing said.

"Do I have a choice?" The Moon Originator shook his head.

Lin Qianxing understood his choice and nodded: "Wise choice."

At this point, Lin Qianxing has received the power blessings of the four Sources, in addition to the power of some gods.

With the remaining seven thousand years, he planned to use it to understand the Infinite Gate of the sword bone itself.

This realization took more than five thousand years.

Lin Qianxing's power is still growing, but his understanding of the sword bones is becoming more and more confused.

He lacks the dedication to the sword. To him, the sword is just a weapon, just a kind of power, and there is nothing special about it.

Whether it's a sword, a knife, or a gun, as long as it's strong enough to achieve the goal.

Lin Qianxing doesn't care what kind of weapon it is.

Why does it have to be a sword?

Lin Qianxing asked the Sword Lord, and he replied: "A sword is just a sword, nothing special."

Gu Taixu's answer was: "It is as good as a sword as it is a sword."

Both answers gave Lin Qianxing some inspiration. Later, he asked some sword users and got more answers, but there was still a barrier between his understanding of sword bones.

Until, he saw Lou Ji again.

"Young Master." Lou Ji came to Lin Qianxing and called him with a smile on his face.

After arriving at the Qianlong Secret Realm, Lin Qianxing was busy with his cultivation and spent relatively less time with Lou Ji.

It was impossible to get along day and night as before, even Mo Lingling and Lin Qianxing only saw each other once in a while.

Monks have long lifespans, and the way they maintain their emotions with each other is naturally different from ordinary people.

When we are together every day, there will always be times when we get tired of each other and feel a sense of distance, which will actually enhance the relationship between the two parties.

Although Mo Ling had no objection to this, Lou Ji didn't like it.

Lou Ji preferred to spend more time with Lin Qianxing and do everything for him.

In that case, she will feel that her life is more meaningful.

Others' dreams may be to practice to a certain level or to achieve something extraordinary, but she is different.

She just wants to be with the young master and make him happy.

Lin Qianxing gently held a strand of Lou Ji's silver thread, letting it fall smoothly from his fingers, and said: "Lou'er, to you, what is a sword?"

After Lou Ji thought for a while, he replied: "The sword is the weapon I hold for the young master."

Lin Qianxing finally woke up after hearing the sound.

Everyone has their own sword, and for them, the sword has its own meaning.

What Lin Qianxing has to do is not to push open the infinite door of the sword bone, but to find the meaning of the sword to himself.

Holding Lou Ji gently in his arms, Lin Qianxing said, "Do you know what a sword is to me?"

Lou Ji shook his head.

Lin Qianxing smiled and said, "It's a convenient tool."

After the voice fell, he lowered his head and sealed Lou Ji's lips, not giving her a chance to ask again.

After some tenderness, Lin Qianxing was finally ready to go to the infinite battlefield.

He stood in the void, the sword bones in his body glowed with mysterious light, and the small swords in the sea of ​​consciousness reflected each other.

At this time, he had surprisingly found the infinite way of sword bones.

The numerical blessings of the sword bone are not important in themselves.
To be continued...