Volume 1, Strong Rise Chapter 542 The Art of the Imperial Sword
In the library pavilion, Long Mobai held the codex and looked through it, but he didn't expect Duan Qianliu to have a unique insight into refining weapons.
For example, I thought of the idea of starting the engraving process when the shaping step was reached.
What's even more interesting is the infusion, which divides the user's soul power from the weapon and infuses it into it.
The effect of this is to make the weapon more compatible with itself.
It is equivalent to having a sword spirit without intelligence in the weapon, which can be called a pseudo-sword spirit.
Immediately afterwards, Long Mobai saw the payment behind him, the corners of his mouth twitched, his life span was limited, his material desires were endless, he cherished his life, and stayed away from refiners.
It is equivalent to the words written on the cigarette box that smoking is harmful to health, and there are still people who lead by example.
However, Long Mobai felt that after reading the codex, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, he didn't expect that the idea of refining the weapon in the master's codex inspired him, and it could be seen that it was his hard work for many years.
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"If you dare to stop this holy son again, don't blame me for being unkind. ”
Duan Qianhong glared angrily at the cultivator disciple in front of him, his tone full of threat.
"The identity of the Holy Son of Shumen, so magnificent, here is the Sanqing Palace of the True Gate, not a place for you to spread wild, let me meet you." ”
This male disciple, who cultivated in the early stage of congenital development, was considered to have the highest qualifications among the younger generation.
Duan Qianhong snorted coldly and said: "Hmph, just by you, even if your senior brother Zhichuan is here, you can still make me jealous, I have good things to say, don't get in my way." ”
"Look at the move..."
"Stop it..."
A loud voice sounded in the square, it was Duan Qianliu, and with a coercion enveloping the square, both sides stood in place, not daring to make a rash move.
Duan Qianliu glanced down and looked at the disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect who were injured and fell to the ground, his eyebrows were cold, and his eyes were sharp.
"Elder Duan, you came just in time, he deceived people too much. The disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect immediately complained.
Duan Qianliu opened his mouth and said, "This matter is handled by the old man, you take the injured disciples down to heal." ”
"It's the Elder...."
When Duan Qianhong saw Duan Qianliu coming, he said angrily: "Uncle Tai, why don't you take me as an apprentice, what did I Duan Qianhong do wrong!"
Duan Qianliu's breath was restricted, and he said calmly: "A few years ago, the old man told you that you have a rigid and self-serving character, you are arrogant, and you can't melt a grain of sand in your eyes, and you still don't after a few years
Change, I can only say that you have nothing to do with the old man's sword art, and it is not suitable for you. ”
Duan Qianhong gritted his teeth and said with tears in his eyes: "Just because of this, would you rather accept an ordinary person as a disciple?"
Duan Qianliu said bluntly: "That's right, he is very suitable for the old man's sword technique, everyone has their own strengths, and you are too impatient and angry." So Qianhong, I think that you are Duan Zeming's great-great-great-grandson, today's matter is over, you can go. ”
"Uncle Tai, I will definitely let the entire Xiuzhen Sect know that your decision is wrong. ”
Duan Qianhong left a cruel word and left angrily.
Duan Qianliu saw the back of leaving, and shook his head helplessly, reminding him of the past.
"Wan'er, that's all the old man can do. Duan Qianliu looked at the sky and whispered.
Duan Qianliu used to be a veritable genius of the Xiuzhen family, and his attainments were not much worse than Duan Qianhong's now, just because he was a side line, but he was suppressed by the direct line.
In the end, even his beloved woman was robbed, and he angrily broke off relations with the Duan family at that time, and after leaving the Duan family, he embarked on his own sword path and alchemy alone.
Jian Wuxian suddenly appeared beside Duan Qianliu and said, "Old Ghost Duan, you and the Duan family have an old grudge to settle after all, poor people like us who were once abandoned by others. ”
"It's time for the Xiuzhen Gate to be rectified. ”
"Door Master!"
Duan Qianliu and Jian Wuxian heard a hoarse voice in their ears, and they spoke in unison.
"Don't panic, this time the competition of the main candidates will be in charge of the two of you, and there will be foreign enemies soon...."
Hua Ming used the art of sound transmission to inform the two, and this spell transmitted through the soul.
Long Mobai flipped through the library pavilion, and finally found Duan Qianliu's sword technique in the corner.
"Edgeworth! This master is too casual! ”
Next, Long Mobai opened the dry book cover, which read: The imperial sword is like an imperial object, and the imperial sword must be controlled by the sword first, and the heart is calm, and the blood and qi can be controlled in order to control the heavenly way.
We all know that the sword flight is just the most basic, but the art of the sword can be transferred, which is extraordinary.
After half a ring, Long Mobai seemed to understand the truth, and repeated in his mouth: "Controlling blood qi is controlling qi, controlling all things is controlling things, and controlling heaven is controlling the way of heaven...."
"Control the Heavenly Dao.... Pregnant. Long Mo's white eyes were shining, and the Zhan Lu Sword in his hand was the messenger of the Heavenly Dao, and he represented the Heavenly Dao.
Do you control the way of heaven through it?
In the blink of an eye, a sword transformed by black water appeared in his hand, but as soon as the sword body was erected, the pair of golden eye lines suddenly opened, and the sky opened the eyes of the sky.
Suddenly, Long Mobai closed his eyes, and he could see the entire picture of Wushi and various places through the Heavenly Dao Eye on Zhan Lu Jian's body.
Jian Wuxian and Duan Qianliu, who were coming back, trembled suddenly, looked up at the sky, and a pair of eyes appeared.
"It's the Eye of Heaven!"
The two of them were terrified in their hearts.
On a mountain peak, a black-robed figure looked at the sky, his face became solemn, there was actually someone controlling the power of the Heavenly Dao.
It can be said that the cultivation of the Yuan Infant can sense that eyes appear in the sky, and they disappear in an instant.
Duan Qianliu was the most excited in his heart, he knew very well that only the Heavenly Dao in the Imperial Sword Technique could be achieved, could it be....
"Little Dragon...."
Long Mobai immediately withdrew the Zhan Lu sword, opened his eyes, and responded: "Master, is there something wrong?"
Duan Qianliu pushed open the door of the Library Pavilion, he walked towards Long Mobai with a happy face, and said excitedly: "You control the Heavenly Dao!"
Long Mo pretended to be crazy and said stupidly: "I entered a wonderful state just now, I'm not sure if it's not." ”
"Good... Sure enough, the old man was right. Duan Qian lingered and said two good, and he was very happy to hear it.
Long Mobai said bluntly: "Master, your sword art is very powerful. ”
"Haha...."
Duan Qianliu laughed heartily and said, "Yes, this is a very profound sword spell obtained for the teacher. ”
Long Mobai saw that the old man in front of him had a good character and was indeed a good teacher, so he made a decision in his heart and said, "Master, I have a gift for you as an apprentice." ”
Although Duan Qianliu was an ordinary person, it was enough for him to be able to control the Heavenly Dao.
"What a gift!"
"In vain, I will replace tea with pills and honor your old age. ”
Long Mobai naturally did not forget to return the benefits after receiving the benefits, took out the Qi Condensing Pill and handed it to the other party.
He had observed that Duan Qianliu's whole body was full of true qi and condensed, and it was only a matter of time before he could step into the out-of-body period without washing the myelin pill.
"This...."
Duan Qianliu was speechless when he saw the pill in his hand, because this pill was too different.