Shu Chi looked at Liu Qiankun with a dull face and continued unceasingly: "If you don't understand the sword intention and don't understand the sword heart, this is one and don't understand the sword; if you can turn into a sword in the world, you can turn into a sword, and you are bound by the shape, this is two and don't understand; if you don't understand the sword intention, you don't understand the sword intention.
In the heart, only care about attacking the strong and weak, this is the three things that I don’t understand. I wonder how much does the master understand the sword?"
If Liu Qiankun was still a little dissatisfied just now, after listening to Shu Chi's words, he could fully understand. It turned out that he was in the category of "Sword" where he knew nothing about fire by rolling pin and not knowing anything about it. He also had a hint of understanding in his heart.
Enlightenment, the book snob in front of you is not just a spirit of weapon.
"Oh! I am a type of person who has the magic weapon in hand and knows nothing." Liu Qiankun smiled bitterly, admitting frankly that he really doesn't understand the sword at all.
When Shuniang heard this, his expression changed, and he showed a hint of joy that could not be concealed. It is rare for a person who can confess his shortcomings, let alone a master and servant who can cut off his life and death with just one thought.
"Master, use your strongest sword, this branch will not be broken." The book cunning face turned solemn, and the man retreated aside. He wanted to see what this master who didn't understand the sword could use.
The sword move.
Liu Qiankun lifted the dead branches and leaned forward. With a crisp sound of breaking through the air, he spread his arms and used the strongest sword he had learned in his dream, thousands of waves. The branches in his palm began to sing along a subtle arc.
It trembled, and the branches were handed out by the strength of the body alone.
laugh!
A sharp roar broke through the air, and this "sword" that was as fast as lightning flashed, causing the air to tremble slightly. With a bang, the extremely hard branch broke inch by inch, leaving only two inches tightly.
In Liu Qiankun's hands.
The book cried out in his face, and two shiny lights shot out of his eyes. He was shocked and thought to himself: I didn't expect that this master who seemed to not understand the sword intent could actually use such a shocking sword, and there was a hidden sword intent of thousands of swords.
, and cater to the trajectory of the wind. If you can go further, you will probably be just around the corner if you use a sword to transform the void!
"Master, where did you learn this sword?" Shuqi finally couldn't help but ask. If a person who doesn't understand the sword can use a sword that secretly matches the trajectory of the wind, he can only be a certain person with a profound cultivation level.
Sword Immortal.
"Haha, I realized it when I got up after sleeping." Liu Qiankun laughed dryly and threw the broken branches in his hand to the ground at will.
...Shu Child was speechless, so she stopped asking and shouted softly: "Master, look at it." After saying that, the branches raised and handed out with a sword. The branches brought a ball of blazing light, bright
It was so afraid that people would stare at me that Liu Qiankun couldn't help but close his eyes, and only a sneer came from his ears.
When he opened his eyes again, the book cynical man had already put away the branches and said with a serious expression: "How much did the master see clearly just now?" However, it was unexpectedly caused by a silent silence. Liu Qiankun had already sat down on his own.
He closed his eyes and never answered again. Shuqi was completely stunned. He murmured and chanted some slandering words that only he could understand, and then flashed and disappeared from the spot.
In addition to the quiet darkness in Liu Qiankun's mind, there was only a bright ball of light. Gradually, the ball of light separated into tens of thousands of paths like a thread peeling off the cocoon, and the surface of the light also dimmed a little, in each path of light.
It contains an indescribable sword intent, but nothingness can be captured by perception.
Every light faded, Liu Qiankun had a sword shape as thin as a needle in his mind, which was crystal clear and transparent, and was very cute. Tens of thousands of sword shapes disappeared, and tens of thousands of crystal sword shapes were suspended in his sea of consciousness, along the way.
A certain specific trajectory rotated and gradually condensed into one, and under the gaze of his immortal consciousness, it turned into a sword about an inch long, with the surface trembling slightly, like a living heart...
Time passed by time, and the short tree that had two branches broken by a bookworm began to sprout new buds.
"I didn't expect that Shu Chi's sword was transformed by 100,000 swords. It seems that the trajectory of light is equally important as the trajectory of wind!" Liu Qiankun sighed in his heart. The process of gathering tens of thousands of swords into one is undoubtedly a long time.
Yes, there was another cold and heat passing without realizing it.
Liu Qiankun's closed eyes suddenly opened, his purple gold pupils flashed, and then he turned into a dark and deep look, quiet and shining.
He suddenly felt like he was drawing a sword. This feeling surged strongly in his heart. He barely suppressed the urge to take action, because he understood that the power of this sword would be earth-shaking, and I am afraid that even this paradise would be swaying.
Turns into clouds.
"Master, all things in the Chaos Cauldron are in your thoughts." The bookbig's quick voice sounded in his ears, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. Liu Qiankun was already among the mountains and ridges, and a dazzling light came from him.
It burst out from its palm and continued to extend into the void. Every time it walked forward one foot, the light on the sword was two bright, and the air rippled like water waves when the sword passed.
After the long sword marched for several feet, the light on the sword body was like a dazzling sun. The tip of the sword slowly disappeared in the void until the entire sword body disappeared into the void, as if it had faded out of thin air, and the endless light instantly
It turned into nothingness, leaving only a palm that was holding the virtual.
laugh!
A crisp sound was made in the void in front of him, and a vortex black hole suddenly appeared with his palm as the center. Ten thousand rays of light burst out, like a bright sun rising, and the fierce wind rolled out from the black hole.
It rushed towards the surroundings like a storm, and there was a loud rumbling sound. The towering mountains under Liu Qiankun collapsed one by one in the loud noise.
The dust rose a hundred feet, and the sky and the earth were gone. The power of this sword had turned everything within a thousand feet of his body into dust in the sky, leaving only a piece of smoke-filled chaos...
"All things are reborn, and the dust and smoke are gone!" Liu Qiankun opened his eyes and shouted like thunder. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the dust and mist in the air were gone, and mountains broke through the ground, like mushrooms after a rain,
In a blink of an eye, a green mountain appeared under him again, and the towering trees were all added by him improvised.
"Okay, Liu Qiankun, I disappeared for more than a year and made such a big noise as soon as I came out, making me think you were dead..." A muffled curse sounded from behind Liu Qiankun, with a voice in his voice.
There was an unconcealed tremor, needless to say, it was Baxi who arrived.
"What?" Liu Qiankun turned around suddenly, but a dark fist came towards him.
Canopy!
The muffled sound suddenly broke out, and Da Xi punched Liu Qiankun hard on the shoulder. The huge impact force almost dropped from mid-air. He asked with his eyes wide open, "How long have you said I disappeared?"
"A year, six months and twenty-eight days, you're satisfied!" Ba Xi shouted seriously at the number that he had repeated countless times in his heart.
...Liu Qiankun was already stunned, and the long sword in his palm made a trembling sound like a dragon roar.
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