Chapter 75 Flying Sword (Updated update, please follow up)

The sword body of Qingxuan Sword is like a small light blue tree trunk. If you look at it from a distance, the whole sword looks like a small green snake.

The hilt of the sword is naturally a snake head.

Qin Chuan smiled slightly, thinking of the four lines of Chunyang Taozu's poem.

He took out a piece of white paper and started writing at once.

"Wandering to the North Sea in the morning, the sky is green at dusk, and the green snake in my sleeve is courageous.

Three drunk people in Yueyang didn't recognize it, and they sang loudly and flew across Dongting Lake."

The poem was completed with a single wave of the sword, and the sword energy was full of energy. It was as if the sword had taken a pill, exuding a sense of joy. The green energy of the entire sword body also deepened a little.

This world of ghosts and gods in Liaozhai is really strange. Not only does the sword have spirituality, but it also likes to be literary, especially the literary spirit that brings the meaning of the sword.

Qin Chuan escaped from his soul and entered Qingxuan's sword body.

It was as if no one in the room was a monster.

Other flying swords are very stupid!

As expected, he was armed with a sharp weapon and had a murderous intention.

This seems to require a kind of feeling that comes from the feeling and is unintentional.

On the other side, the little maid thought that the young master was an ordinary scholar at first, but she did not expect that the young master has shown more and more abilities in these days.

The better the young man is, the happier she will be.

I just thought that the young master would definitely be a fairy in the future, and she only had more than thirty years left to live, so she couldn't stay with him for too long.

As the saying goes, when the emperor is angry, millions of people will be killed.

This is always a hidden danger.

He just felt tired soon because his soul was still too weak to control Qingxuan for too long. But with this divine interaction with Qingxuan, he felt that he and Qingxuan were like water and milk.

That is the White Wolf King.

"Okay, okay. They will be happy if you can go back. Let's set off tomorrow morning and leave after lunch."

It is not the case now, and it will definitely be the case in the future.

When the young master comes back, she will mention it to him.

If there is no cultivation, then there must be a major reason for it.

He organized the manuscript and planned to go out to Wang's house to submit it.

But she still wanted to try.

In fact, Qin Chuan has always had a hidden worry in his heart.

Such great authority often requires tremendous willpower to overcome one's own thoughts of acting arbitrarily.

After walking a few steps, I met Zheng Tu.

Vegetables from the countryside are delicious no matter how you prepare them, as long as they are in season.

In fact, based on Qin Chuan's current understanding of the method of cultivating ghosts and immortals, the most suitable person in the world to cultivate ghosts and immortals is the emperor, because the emperor is subject to too many temptations in that position.

Even if you don't have a sharp literary spirit, it can still be absorbed by Zhuxie Pen, which is also beneficial.

Killing is to protect the Tao. If you insist on killing, you will inevitably be influenced by murderous intentions in the future and cause great disasters.

This is very suitable for cultivating ghosts and immortals.

"I happen to be free tomorrow, but I have to study hard to prepare for the provincial examination in the next few years, and I may not be able to go back to the village for the Chinese New Year this year. Please help me tell the villagers about these things when you are free."

It is said that the current emperor likes to practice Taoism. Could it be that he really practiced Taoism?

With the emperor's resources, it must not be difficult to obtain the true Dharma.

There was once a swordsman performing a sword dance for the Dragon King in the Dragon Palace.

"Ms. Qin, I'm not just here to deliver food, but I also want to tell you something. Tomorrow is the day when the son of the village chief of your Qin Village gets married. He is marrying a girl from our Zheng Village. People in both villages want you to come back.

Let’s have a wedding banquet. In addition, Mr. Quanluo, who built the Zaowu Temple last time, is also back and wants to meet you. Do you think you are free to go tomorrow? "

As for how confident it is, it's hard to say.

What's more, Qingqing's cooking skills are getting better and better.

Qin Chuan has been busy these past two months, constantly looking for opportunities to improve his strength, probably because of this crisis.

…

That's really painful.

Qin Chuan did not force it, but he still kept these poems and planned to publish them in Ming Pao. At the same time, he wanted to conceive the next novel.

Qin Chuan had just gone out and walked for a while. The Qingxuan Sword was hidden in his sleeve and he was holding a bamboo basket in his hand with a poem manuscript inside.

This is a real flying sword method.

Every now and then, Zheng Tu’s wife Zheng would come over to deliver vegetables. Qin Chuan was also happy to eat vegetables from the countryside and paid for them. Zheng didn’t want them at first, but Qin Chuan insisted on giving them, so he accepted them.

Qin Chuan was still very happy. With Qingxuan Sword, he had another trump card.

…

This little sword is quite picky about food.

Although no wolf demon has come to our door since the black wolf demon incident, there is no guarantee that it will remain so peaceful.

He just felt that he and Qingxuan were integrated into one body. With a thought, Qingxuan was suspended in mid-air and moved according to his thoughts.

The aura on the sword, during the years she stayed in the Dragon Palace, she had seen some monks flying around, and she had also seen flying swords.

With Qingxuan in hand, he would be somewhat confident if he really faced the White Wolf King.

She thought of the divine refining technique of Shenxiao passed down to her by the young master.

"Brother Zheng, why do you have time to come here to deliver food? Where is Sister Zheng?"

Just how to say it.

The flying sword is so unpredictable and unpredictable that even if it encounters a squad of a hundred people and rushes to kill them, it can easily defeat them.

Anyway, the young master’s sword is the best in the world.

I hope that in the next period of time, Yue Nu Sword can provide Qingxuan with more sharp literary spirit. In addition, Qin Chuan wrote a few more poems with sword meanings, but the effect is much worse than the Green Snake in the Sleeve, which is better than nothing.

It seems to be intentional, but it is also unintentional. Intentional or unintentional is the true meaning!

It just needs to be mysterious and mysterious, in line with the spiritual appetite of Qingxuan Sword.

He also drove Qingxuan to easily pierce a large rock.

It was as if Qingxuan was gradually becoming an extension of his limbs.

After thinking for a while, Qin Chuan did not continue thinking. The emperor was far away from him, so he still had to care about the things in front of him.

Sitting in that position, if you can restrain your desires, your willpower will be unimaginable.

You can now use the flying sword.

Qingqing went to clean up the housework. When she was not free, two painted demons played with Ying Ning. They were also demons and got along well with Ying Ning.

He easily lifted off the outer wall and soared into the sky.

Just like the messengers under Long Jun, they change one after another.

The flying swords she had seen seemed much worse than the Qingxuan Sword.

However, winter is about to begin, and edible vegetables are very scarce. Fortunately, Lingzhou is close to the sea and is in the south, not the north. After winter, you can only eat cabbage, radishes and the like prepared in advance.

Is this the fate of their little snail demons?

It would be great if you could practice.

Qin Chuan quickly returned to the yard. Qingxuan fell on the table, and the faint green color on it faded a little. Thinking about it, he not only consumed the power of the soul, but also Qingxuan himself.

Not in terms of power, but in terms of spirituality.

Qin Chuan restrained his mind and stopped thinking about related matters.

"Okay, Brother Zheng, just leave these vegetables to Qingqing. I have something to do and go to Brother Wang's place. Let's see you tomorrow morning."

Qin Chuan then parted ways with Zheng Tu.

Because the soul harvesting rice presented by Luo Quan helped him twice, he finally came here. Of course Qin Chuan had to go and see him, and a trip back to Qin Village was nothing at all. He could also dig up Qingxuan by the way.

The origin of.

If you really can't dig it out, you can still look for opportunities to look for Mr. Qin in the future.

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