The system panel changed a little, and Zhou Chuan's consciousness fell into a trance in a daze.

He was a little surprised that the system rewards in the past were just a bang, and then he was enlightened. This time, it was very different.

I saw that the virtual and unclear system panel was flipped like a book. After almost half a quarter of an hour, a series of sharp words appeared.

——The Holy Spirit Sword Technique

The four big characters, with the pen in a dragon and a snake, are written by the master at first glance, full of majestic artistic conception, with sharp and sharp and cold momentum that comes to the face.

Immediately afterwards, a line of introduction to this method:

[For the supreme sword technique of the world of Fengyun, created by Dugu Sword, it contains the charm of swordsmanship. If you recite it quietly, you can receive it...]

After glanced at the introduction, Zhou Chuan did not hesitate and said silently: "Receive."

"Zheng!"

My thoughts calmed down, and a trance-like feeling came again. In Zhou Chuan's eyes, the four words "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" on the system panel slowly began to dissolve, and the glass-colored sword light burst out and entered Zhou Chuan's eyebrows.

In an instant, countless obscure sword scriptures flowed into his mind and appeared on the paper.

Zhou Chuan subconsciously closed his eyes and carefully digested the huge information that appeared inexplicably. His divine thoughts were like lightning, and they were running rapidly. As time passed, he gradually immersed in it, as if he had come to another world...

This is a small hill top, surrounded by empty space. An old man in his seventies in plain clothes sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, without showing any anger. The sun rose and the moon set, the rain blew the wind, and it continued again and again.

Everything in the world does not exist, and there is no life left. Only he sits alone on the cliff, still standing still.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, a clear and loud sword roar was heard, and the old man slowly stood up, and wisps of sword light surrounded his body, appearing in a glass color, magnificent and brilliant. There was an ancient sword in his hand at some point.

"here we go?"

Zhou Chuan seemed quite familiar with the process. When he saw the old man set off, he immediately let his mind go empty. As expected, at the next moment, his consciousness suddenly turned into a stream of water and slowly penetrated into the old man's body.

“Buzz buzz…”

The eyes were clear and the trembling buzzing sounds in my ears. Zhou Chuan seemed to be integrated with the old man, and could clearly feel the old man's state. He was very powerful, with a magnificent blood and tremendous sound, which was far beyond the reach of people.

Huh ~

The breeze suddenly rises and sweeps slightly.

Suddenly, the old man's turbid eyes gradually became clear, and a dazzling sword light burst out. He then turned his wrist and his aura changed immediately. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a sharp sword.

Slashing out with one sword is ordinary, simple and clear.

Before it was over, the old man continued to wave the ancient sword, starting from the starting step, practicing sword techniques easily and freely. The breeze hit, but in a blink of an eye, he was shattered by the sharp sword light.

The heaven and earth are surging and restless, and the supreme sword light shines on the world.

As time goes by, the old man swung his sword faster and faster, reaching a level that is difficult for ordinary monks to capture by the Dao-Ask Cultivator, and his figure becomes more and more illusory, as if he is not in the human world, only those dazzling sword lights remain in the heaven and earth.

After the unstoppable drill, the old man not only did not feel tired, but Zhou Chuan felt that his vitality was still improving.

"Zheng!"

With the dragon roar and sword falling, the old man suddenly withdrew his sword and stood there.

No, he should not be called an old man now. His originally old figure has disappeared. Instead, he is a man with a very charming figure with long hair floating and his eyes open and closed, as he seems to have a magic sword burst out, with sharp and sharp force.

He stood in the air, with his glass sword light all over his body, and his plain clothes and white robe, and his sword intent penetrated into the sky.

Observing now, with the Taoist classics in my mind, Zhou Chuan was already very familiar with the sword technique that the man practiced. At this moment, the man had practiced twenty-two sword techniques. He stopped, as if he was about to collect the sword, but Zhou Chuan knew that it was not over yet.

Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the thick clouds accumulated, as if the yin and yang were mixed together, as if they were swallowing each other. The sound of rumbling in the air was endless, and black thunder patterns appeared.

This scene looked like doomsday, with black lightning intertwined and spreading the sky, splitting the figure. The figure seemed extremely small under the power of the sky.

The man was shocked all over, and the terrifying sword intent pierced the sky, and a momentum that could break through everything spread.

The man slowly moved forward, and suddenly a very dazzling light of glass sword flashed through his body, which was in sharp contrast with the increasingly darker environment around him, which was strange and inexplicable.

The only light does not bring any hope or warmth, but ruthlessly cut off all the vitality around you, making the whole world shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere of despair and killing.

"Sword Twenty-three!"

A faint voice sounded, cold and ruthless. As soon as the words were finished, the sword in the man's hand burst out with a shocking sharp edge, with a terrifying sword intent, and he wanted to kill all things.

The world became dark, and in an instant, an infinite sword light lit up, with an unparalleled sharp edge in it until it slashed towards the thunder clouds.

At this moment, time seemed to be still, and the picture was frozen in this scene.

“Buzz…”

Before we could find the result, in a trance, the world in front of Zhou Chuan was turbulent, and a hazy and illusory ripples slowly appeared on the edge of his vision. The world was clear and the depressing scenery dissipated like a tide.

When he opened his eyes again, the misty air was shrouded in the surroundings, and noisy sounds surged into it. His spiritual consciousness was awake, the scene in his eyes overlapped with the memory, and nothing changed.

It clearly felt like it had been a long time, but in reality, it was only a moment.

Zhou Chuan's eyes closed slightly, and in his mind, the information about the Holy Spirit sword technique flowed like water, which was extremely clear. After a while, he sincerely exclaimed: "It's not like the sword technique in the world."

The Holy Spirit Sword Technique has a total of twenty-three styles. If you want to talk about the first twenty styles and are still in the human world, then the last three styles are not created by ordinary people, especially the last twenty-three sword move, which can already make time and space still, and it is extremely mysterious.

Moreover, in addition to the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Zhou Chuan also gained unexpected results this reward.

Just like he had mastered the intermediate alchemy before, his consciousness was integrated into the old man, not only learned the Holy Spirit sword technique, but also mastered the old man's sword cultivation through his understanding day and night.

Understand the sword heart, understand the sword intent, and master the sword path...

These sword cultivators are pursuing the realm that all their generations have reached great success.

"I am worthy of being the Sword Saint." Zhou Chuan murmured with a little joy.

Dugu Jian is a character in his previous comic "Storm and Clouds". He is known as the Sword Saint. No matter how strong or realm is, Zhou Chuan has never seen anyone who can compete with him in terms of sword cultivation alone.

So Zhou Chuan didn't know what level of his current sword cultivation was.

Sword God?

Zhou Chuan was also not sure. What he could be sure of was that he seemed to have understood another way.

The Divine Fire Way, the Xuanthunder Way, the Rune Way, the Immortal Way, and the sword way you are mastering now.

That is the fellow practitioner of the Five Paths!

Fortunately, his swordsmanship is not in its infancy, and it has not increased the difficulty for him.

"good."

Zhou Chuan smiled, then his figure flashed and disappeared into the medicine garden.
Chapter completed!