Chapter 1509 Chapter 1505 Fifty-four killings are unsolvable, a single thought of Prajna is enough to change the situation
"Ancient sword step?"
Dao Qiongcang frowned.
Rarely does this happen: his knowledge blind spot has been touched!
Even after leaving the Taoist Mirror, Dao Qiongcang still maintains the Heavenly Secret Technique at this moment, transmitting the battle scenes in the Half Moon Bay Mirror in real time, watching them while walking, and learning tirelessly.
He firmly believes that talent is important, but so is hard work.
As long as he doesn't give up, one day he will be able to break through the innate sword will and achieve the achievement of Sword Sect.
Even one day - maybe ten generations later, maybe twenty generations later, as long as he lives long, he can also be known as the "Seven Swordsman".
Tianji Sword Immortal Dao Heaven!
He had already thought about the title. It sounded much more interesting than "The sky is unpredictable with gods and ghosts" and was full of beautiful contrasts.
But at this moment, Liu Fuyu's gesture and the sound of drunkenness in the wind made him confused.
Dao Qiongcang tugged on the sleeves of Ba Zunzun: "What is the ancient sword step?"
Although there is a real Seven Sword Immortal Gou Wuyue beside him, Dao Qiongcang subconsciously consults the Eight Masters on all questions related to ancient swordsmanship.
Gou Wuyue can ask at any time.
It's all put together. If I don't squeeze out the eight masters, I'm so sorry for this encounter!
Ba Zunzhen was no longer watching the battle. He couldn't understand Xu Xiaoshou's expression. When he heard the sound, he couldn't help but tilt his head and caught a glimpse of the battlefield scene in Dao Qiongcang's hand. He said slightly surprised:
"Ancient sword step?"
"It's 'Fifty-Four Sword Steps', right? One kill with one sword, then another kill with another sword... By analogy, the total is one thousand four hundred and eighty-five swords."
More than a thousand swords?
Dao Qiongcang counted with his fingers, "There are so many?"
"It would be good if she can get ten kills." Gou Wuyue has been paying attention to the battle situation and couldn't help but participate in the discussion. After all, he also knows a little about this, "Sword Steps fifty-four kills, one kill is more difficult than the next.
Without special training, Gu Jianxiu's body itself is fragile and cannot withstand the backlash."
"Not bad." Bazun nodded knowingly:
"In ancient times, it was not only swordsmanship, sword style, kendo, but also swordsmanship. You can understand this as spiritual skills."
"But the requirements for swordsmanship are more stringent. The prerequisite is to master a certain amount of sword style and kendo. These requirements are clear, otherwise you won't be able to perform them."
"The ancient swordsmanship training system can still be passed down. The most superior swordsmanship in ancient times, such as the fifty-four sword moves, have been lost because they are too difficult..."
"Don't go too far. Do you know how to kill fifty-four sword steps?" Dao Qiongcang interrupted, he didn't want to hear the old story.
"Young Lao seems to know how to do it. I remember that he has been to Jianlou...?" Bazun thought about it for a while and couldn't think much about it.
"What I'm asking is, do you know how to do this? Not Yu Tu!" Dao Qiongcang said in a serious tone.
Ba Zunzun stared at the battlefield scene, shook his head, and nodded again, "I couldn't do it before."
Not before?
What happens next?
Okay, let’s talk like this... Dao Qiongcang rolled his eyes secretly, and just when he was about to speak, Ba Zunxun pointed at the battlefield scene and said: "The person who draws the sword is called Liu Fuyu?"
"Yes." Dao Qiongcang nodded and changed the topic, "She is very powerful?"
Ba Zunxun narrowed his eyes, and after looking at it for a while, he said, "Not weak."
Dao Qiongcang's mouth suddenly opened, he stopped and started to speak, and finally he broke into laughter.
Good, good, not weak...
As expected of you ancient sword cultivators, you know the art of speaking so well!
But Ba Zunzun was not joking. He stared at the battle scene carefully and thought about it, and finally said:
"I don't know if it's because she hasn't practiced enough or she's stopped."
"But the fifty-four sword steps were used in ancient times to coordinate with Tian Qi's strong control. Every step was bloody. No one could solve it for three hundred years... She should change the order..."
Dao Qiongcang raised his eyebrows when he heard it, his expression was more surprised, he looked at Gou Wuyue and asked: "Is he telling the truth?"
"real."
"No one can understand it, so what does it mean?" Dao Qiongcang didn't believe it.
"Literal meaning." Gou Wuyue said, "If you draw a sword, you will die. Except for exchanging lives for one's life, no one could crack this move at that time."
"What about now? Three hundred years have passed and this trick has been solved. How to break it?" Dao Qiongcang asked casually.
A smile suddenly appeared in the corner of Ba Zunzhen's eyes. After looking up and down at this guy who didn't know whether he was afraid of death or prepared for a rainy day, he said:
"said."
"All swordsmanship has been lost."
"Three hundred years later this formula could be solved, but now the method of solving it has been lost. Maybe this person surnamed Liu can!"
Not even? How dare you do that... Dao Qiongcang suddenly looked back at the battle scene in his hands and said with concern: "Then our Shouye..."
"She won't give up on her." Gou Wuyue said slightly annoyed.
"just in case……"
"Tsk." Bazun clicked his tongue. He really couldn't stand this chattering guy, so he reached out and tapped a small dot on the corner of the battlefield screen, "His name is Mei Siren."
"oh."
Dao Qiongang thinks about it too.
If it really comes to that point, Mr. Siren will not let his student die. The sword guard of the sword tower is quite powerful...
Soon his attention was attracted by Bazunzhen's hand with only four fingers left, and his eyes moved to the back of his waist.
"Actually, it was a pity that I couldn't see your battle live..."
Dao Qiongcang murmured for a moment, then raised his head to look at the Eight Masters, with the flame of curiosity burning in his eyes:
"Can I ask a more offensive question?"
"Shut up."
"It's your finger. How did he shave it off?"
"Shut up, that means it's not allowed."
"Should it be peeled flat or backwards, like peeling an apple..."
"Tao Qiongtian!"
"Oh, if you can't, then you can't. I thought you said you could...but I just told you that I was going to offend you, so you don't need to apologize, right?"
"roll!"
…
The snowstorm is rolling and the sword energy is raging.
"Ancient sword step?"
"Fifty-four kills with sword steps?"
Xu Xiaoshou could only hear that Feng Zhongzui was supplementing the knowledge of "swordsmanship" to the spectators in front of the preaching mirror.
The traceless transparent sword light flashed from an unknown place in the snowstorm and swept across his body.
boom!
"Under attack, passive value, +9999."
Xu Xiaoshou remained motionless, but all the clothes on his chest exploded.
The body, which was as ice-like as jade and glowing with rays of light, suddenly passed by like a thousand swords - cutting open a large bloodstain with numerous small wounds!
"One sword, broke through my defense?"
Even though the scar could be repaired in an instant, Xu Xiaoshou was still frightened.
To be continued...