Chapter 112 You can eat a sword
The surging sea water flowed backwards, like the collision of a wilderness and angry dragon.
Chen Xia leaned into the sea, bent down, carrying the majestic sword intent, and his eyes flashed.
This is a huge wave of sword intent that comes every year in prison. The sword intent is so numerous that it is full and endless.
Even the three million flying swords in Chen Xia's body cannot be compared. After all, this is almost half a sword wave swept from the deep sea.
With infinite sword intent pressing down, Chen Xia could only bend down to bear it. Now it is still pretty good and can barely hold on.
At the beginning, Chen Xia was so pressed that she lay directly in prison that she almost fainted. She was better than each other afterwards, and now she can resist.
Is this considered polishing the body?
Chen Xia was not very clear, but his physique did increase and he had a lot more understanding of sword intent.
His biggest feeling is that he can kill people if he draws his sword ruthlessly.
For example, he killed Qiong Qi.
During the decades of jail, the fisherman came to see him once and asked.
"Are you still used to living?"
Chen Xia was silent for a moment and replied: "Fortunately, it was because he lacked some essential props for practicing, which led to his current practice speed being too low and he was unable to break through the realm and the sea was over."
"What's the matter?" The fisherman hurriedly asked. He was extremely concerned about Chen Xia's cultivation.
Chen Xia looked serious and said word by word.
"The chess that implicitly implicitly in my cave was not brought. If possible, I will bring my enlightenment tea with me. With these two enlightenment artifacts, I should see that I am not far from the Underworld."
The fishing man was silent for a while, his eyes kept looking at Chen Xia’s serious face, and he could not see any jokes.
Can these two things really help Chen Xia to realize the truth?
The fisherman was a little confused. After all, some monks were able to rely on their objects to realize the truth and enter a higher level. This is why there are many records in history books.
The closest one is a taboo lord in the realm. He relied on a dead coffin to become a quasi-saint and stood firm in the realm.
So it is really hard to say that enlightenment is something.
But if you bring chess and tea over, does it seem like this is too much of a jail time?
The fisherman couldn't hold on to his idea, so he said first: "I'll bring it here if I have the chance in the future. Don't waste your practice here."
"As long as chess and tea are in place, breaking the country and moving mountains is just around the corner!" Chen Xia replied firmly.
The fisherman didn't want to talk about this topic, but instead put his hands on him and said earnestly.
"In fact, it is also good for you to imprison Jianhai for five hundred years. If you kill Qiong Qi, you will naturally offend the big family behind them. With his back to the realm, the Cangtian Jianhai will not be able to intimidate them."
"If you haven't entered the Sword Sea Prison, you have to face the crime of this big family. How can you block such a big family in your small mountain moving realm?"
Chen Xia pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and asked, "Is Qiong Qi the descendant of the big man among them?"
If so, there should be no reason to let him go so simply.
The fisherman shook his head, "Qiong Qi is the Emperor's Seedling that they finally supported. He was trained together with our Cangtian Sword Sea, which can be regarded as the cultivation of Taoist protectors for their family in the future."
"Then it's simple." Chen Xia smiled heartily: "Anyway, Qiong Qi is dead, so they might as well train a stronger me, and I will be a guardian for them in the future."
Enterprise-level understanding!
The fisherman was stunned for a while before shook his head, "No, no, this one cannot be, you are not suitable for you, they do not need human race to be the guardians."
"Why?" Although I knew the reason, Chen Xia also wanted to chase and ask.
After the fisherman held his hands, his expression returned to calmness and said slowly.
"The big family behind Qiongqi is the supreme race alliance, controlled by the divine witch and Dahou. Among them, there has never been a human race, and the human race is not suitable for these races in all aspects."
His answer can be said to be very perfunctory.
Chen Xia didn't ask much. In fact, there is only one reason why it doesn't work, that is, he wants to be the emperor's life-suspense medicine.
The master and apprentice continued to look at the small eyes.
"Every year after this 10,000-meter-deep sea of swords, a vast sword wave will be set off. This sword wave is equivalent to a blow up from the seventh level of the Inverted Sea Realm. You must be careful."
The fisherman said a rare useful thing, asking Chen Xia to be careful of this sword wave.
Chen Xia remembered it, but he didn't care too much. After all, he even killed Qi Qi of the sixth level of the Inverted Sea Realm. Do you still need to be afraid of the attack of the seventh level of the Inverted Sea Realm?
As it turns out.
He really needs to be afraid.
The most terrifying thing about this sword wave is not its slap or its momentum, but its almost endless sword intent.
When Chen Xia took the sword waves for the first time, he couldn't help but want to scold the fisherman.
This is not a blow above the seventh level of the Inverted Sea Realm. It is clearly a blow at the peak of the ninth level of the Inverted Sea Realm, or even a half-step repair to the sky.
Just like the sky was pressing, the heavy sword intent made him unable to stand up, and it was even difficult to sit on it, so he could only lie on the ground.
The first sword wave lasted for three days.
Chen Xia lay on the ground for three days, and she seemed to be asleep, and even her breathing was about to stop.
After half a month, he got up staggeringly, patted his slightly torn blue shirt, and said disdainfully.
"A mere fatal injury."
Fortunately, he rushed over and grabbed some sword intent.
That's right, he didn't forget to stumble when he was lying down. He touched a lot of benefits from the majestic sword waves, and held some sword intentions under him.
These swords have few intents, which are better than nothing, and there are no flying swords as carriers.
Chen Xia was still wondering what it was useful at first. In the books he saw in Tiange, he recorded the sword intent of three uses.
One is to kill people, which is very rare and ordinary. Almost everyone will use sword intent to kill people.
The second is to use medicine. Many strange pills will be added to the sword intent and used to become pills that kill and kill.
The third purpose is to create a flying sword, and to forge a flying sword with sword intent, it can improve the grade of the flying sword.
As a result, Chen Xia encountered another problem.
Although he has three million flying swords, these flying swords are actually non-physical, and are all transformed by pure sword intent.
If he wants to refine alchemy, he has no elixir recipe and no place, so it is even more difficult.
After thinking for a long time, Chen Xia finally realized that he had completely opened his mind and did not stick to the ordinary.
He chose to eat all the sword intents.
As long as it is a sword, it can be eaten, and the sword intent is the same.
Not many sword intent entered his abdomen, mixed with three million flying swords, and was absorbed one by one by several of the slightly stronger ordinary flying swords.
These flying swords are also magic weapons, but they have not yet developed spiritual intelligence and have not high killing power, so they are not considered spiritual swords.
But after these sword intents entered, several flying swords were successfully snatched, like a cicada breaking through the cocoon, and it actually flashed with a light of spirit. It transformed into a low-grade spiritual sword in Chen Xia's body.
Chen Xia nodded and strengthened her thoughts.
It turns out that it can be eaten with a sword.
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Chapter completed!