Chapter 40: Sword Intent
Qu Yajing's delicate body trembled.
The long sword just stood there, not exuding the slightest bit of power, but it could feel the boundless terror.
Zhihai began to tremble, as if he could not bear the long sword.
Seeing this, Zehua's mind moved slightly to withdraw his sword intent.
Qu Yajing also breathed a sigh of relief.
His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was recalling the edge of the sword intent just now.
The long sword in his hand unconsciously began to swing, and the silver sword qi on the sword body was actually a little more condensed than before.
"Talented!"
Zehua nodded secretly, but he was still far from comprehending the sword intent.
Qu Yajing seems to have entered the realm of selflessness.
There is no way to teach this kind of thing, you can only rely on your own comprehension, and everyone's style is different, so the sword intent is naturally a little surprised.
As he kept practicing, Zehua's brows furrowed.
She wanted to imprint the aura of her sword intent on her swordsmanship.
In this way, the power of the sword technique can indeed increase a lot in a short period of time.
But he undoubtedly cut off his own path.
Boom!
The deafening sound of the sword exploded in the sea of knowledge, and Qu Yajing, who was immersed in cultivation, woke up with a spirit.
Looking at the other party's hazy and puzzled appearance, Zehua sighed and said, "I can only learn from the sword intent for you, don't go astray." ”
Qu Yajing's expression was a little complicated, she seemed to have touched the threshold of sword intent just now, but this door did not belong to her, and stepping into it would do more harm than good.
I feel very lost.
"Then how can I comprehend my own sword intent?"
Looking at the long sword in his hand, he was a little confused for a while.
Zehua said: "If you can break through the influence of the sword intent on you just now, it will not be far from condensing your own sword intent." ”
Qu Yajing heard this, and the long sword in her hand swung again.
It's just that this time there is no sword energy, only sword moves, and his mind is all immersed in the long sword.
Every time you swing, feel it carefully.
The sword moves are constantly swinging, stopping and moving.
Remember the feelings of every move and every style.
Zehua distracted a trace of attention and continued to cultivate the sword intent.
Time is in a hurry.
Before I knew it, a week had passed.
Qu Yajing couldn't move every day and continued to practice swordsmanship.
And Zehua's side devoured more than 4,000 points of spiritual power.
The golden flames on the blade had spread throughout the blade.
The sea of sword qi below has all been transformed into liquid, probably due to the influence of spiritual power, and the entire sea of sword qi has a faint golden luster.
Although the sword qi completely turned into liquid, the area did not decrease in the slightest.
With such a huge sea of sword qi, the sword qi contained in it was almost endless.
On this day, a young man came from outside the bamboo house.
Dressed in a cyan robe and holding a long sword, his face even looked a little vicissitudes.
"Senior Brother~"
Qu Yajing was like a child who had done something wrong, her head was lowered, and her face was full of guilt.
Zehua listened to Qu Yajing talk about the other party.
The young man's name was Wang Dian.
For her, she is more like an elder brother, the two have gotten along since childhood, learned art together, and practiced together.
"Well, it's good to come back. ”
After seeing that the other party was safe and sound, the burden in my heart finally fell.
"Senior brother, come in and sit down. ”
Wang Dian nodded: "It's okay to tell Brother Wei what you have experienced in the past three years." ”
Qu Yajing suddenly danced with her eyebrows and said, "Senior brother, don't you know, those three old miscellaneous hairs were too deceitful ......... people."
While talking, he made a gesture, making Wang Dian smile bitterly.
This girl seemed to have something in mind, and she didn't say anything about Zehua.
The things along the way were added to the fire, and it took a long time to stop.
"Senior sister, in three days, there will be a big competition of registered disciples in the sect, and the top four should become personal disciples. ”
Wang Dian said with a smile.
"Disciple?"
Qu Yajing was a little puzzled: "Named disciple Dabi, why? Sect Master's opinion?"
The personal disciples of the Xuan Ce Sect have always been cultivated from a young age, and it seems that it is the first time that they have been screened from among the registered disciples.
"That's right, it's really what the sect master and uncle meant, and the master and uncle also agreed, as for why?"
Wang Dian touched his chin and said slowly: "It should also be to increase the strength of the sect, after all, the sect has not had a king realm powerhouse for a long time." ”
Speaking of this, he sighed slightly.
Qu Yajing said: "From more than four hundred disciples, four of them can be regarded as one in a hundred, and their strength should not be too weak." ”
Weak?
Wang Dian glanced at her angrily, "This time Dabi is not so simple, only from the selection of those under the age of eighteen, after all, many of them are over half a hundred years old, and their cultivation is not even below you and me." ”
Qu Yajing was also a little surprised: "Are they so strong? ”
Wang Dian said again: "The specific matters, the master has not yet explained, and the sect has begun to move in the past two days." ”
Before I knew it, it was getting darker.
The two chatted for almost a day.
"You have a good rest, go first for your brother. ”
"Senior brother, walk slowly. ”
Qu Yajing got up to send her off.
Under the night.
There was a table for snacks and a deck chair in the courtyard.
Qu Ya lay quietly on the bench.
Eat snacks and enjoy the starry sky.
Life passed very leisurely.
A ray of golden light flashed, and Zehua also appeared.
"Why did you get out?"
Qu Yajing was startled and complained a little.
Zehua picked up the snacks on the table and tasted them: "I'm bored and come out and take a look." ”
It's been a long time since I've seen anything like this.
The bright starlight in the sky made him miss it very much.
"Don't linger too long. ”
Qu Yajing reminded.
"Hmm. ”
Zehua nodded.
This world is more stable than the Three Realms.
"By the way, take the time to find me the right clothes. ”
Noticing his tattered clothes, Zehua admonished.
Speaking of clothes, Qu Yajing also looked at Zehua.
"How did you ruin your clothes like this, like a beggar? ”
Zehua smiled bitterly: "I was pitted by a dead monster, and I almost lost my life." ”
Hearing him say this, Qu Yajing suddenly had the idea of gossiping, "Why can't it be that she fell for the beauty trick and was trapped into the void space." ”
"Where did you want to go. ”
The void space left a lot of shadows on him, and now that he thinks about it, his heart still throbs, it is too dead and silent.
"Don't worry, you're about the same size as my senior brother, and when you have time, ask him if you want to wear it first. ”
Qu Yajing waved her hand, lying on the bench, breathless.
The time of a stick of incense flies quickly.
There was a sudden sense of oppression in the space, and there were ripples,
was shocked, and hurriedly hid in Qu Yajing's sea of knowledge.
It was as if the space was shattering again.
Fortunately, even if he reacted, he was almost dragged into the void space again.
Qu Yajing teased: "Zeda seniors have nothing to do, in case of an accident, I can't help you." ”
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