Jincheng has been thunderstormed for several days, this weather is extremely abnormal, and what is hidden behind the thunderstorm every night is the rumbling sound of constantly bombarding the protective shield of Jincheng's defense formation.

The only thing that made Lao Ding Tou happy was that he was happy to regain his quiet, and he never mentioned the matter of going to the forgotten land, which was the only good news in the past few days.

With the existence of the defensive formation, Jinchengwei achieved a short period of peace, and behind this tranquility, there is a huge amount of spiritual power consumption in the support, Jinchengwei's spiritual power reserves can not be carried for a few days, this is not a secret, everyone's faces are shrouded in a layer of gloom, like a fish in the throat.

Happy stood alone on the rooftop of the Jinchengwei headquarters, the rain was pouring down, and he unusually did not form any energy protection, allowing the rain to continue to pour on himself until his clothes were soaked.

The weather was already very cold now, the wet clothes were sticking to his body, and it was a biting chill when the wind blew it, but Happy didn't care, and his attention was completely hit at one point at the moment.

If you can't get the power of will, then the only thing that can still compete with the demons is the last move.

Momentum Sword.

As early as before, he was raided by the Three Days Demon, and he took the initiative to summon the momentum sword to appear in a fit of rage, and at that time, the momentum sword was still an existence that he couldn't control at all.

Under the correct guidance of Gu Qianchuan on the Pegasus Stream, Happy accidentally stimulated the momentum sword, but when it was activated independently, Happy always felt a feeling of powerlessness.

It's not that the strength is not enough, and it's not a problem of sluggishness, but it's a matter of glad that this body, as the carrier of the momentum sword, has an embarrassment of not meeting the requirements.

The momentum sword does not have a physical sword body, and all the kendo perception and power control completely depend on oneself, and the kendo practice before Xing Xing came completely according to his temper, and the growth of power obtained by inheriting the warp wheel one by one also suppressed the idea of Xing Xing's concentration on studying and understanding to the minimum, and when he realized that his perception of cultivation could not meet the needs, it was already too late.

As the application of the highest level of the qi sword, the momentum sword has extremely high requirements for its own perception, which cannot be completed overnight, and it must consume a lot of time to polish its understanding of the way of the sword in order to gradually peel off the cocoon, and finally form a real momentum sword.

The current happiness is rough for Gu Qianchuan's extent, it is more like a quick version of fast food kendo, if it was before, dealing with the heavenly demons who were still limited by the pressure of spiritual power, and barely said the past, but now, the lack of understanding of oneself has become the biggest enemy that hinders the progress of happiness.

The ancient predecessors said that the cultivation of the qi sword is only one of the many cultivation methods of the human race, and the cultivation path taken by the human race depends on a person's mind in a large sense.

The sword is only the carrier of the path of cultivation, and the perception of cultivation exists in the feelings and thoughts of the human race about all things in the world.

This is also the reason why Xingxing has put himself in the absolute environment of nature for several days in a row, trying his best to suppress his desire to quickly become stronger and find a shortcut, and Xingxing strives to make his mind steady, slowing down, slowing down again, in order to be able to touch the layer of the ancient predecessors' mouth that everything is perceived, and the perception is the realm of cultivation.

A silk thread that was invisible to the naked eye appeared on the top of Xingxing's head, and the raindrops that kept falling were blocked in twos and threes, and a vague sword shape was gradually outlined, but it only reached the level of the rudimentary form, and it could not bear the weight of the raindrops, and quickly dissipated into nothingness.

Happy eyes are always closed, the invisible silk thread keeps repeating the process of outlining and dissipating, outlining and dissipating, and this silk thread is gradually solidifying in the process of repetition.

When the first drop of rain slid down the rudimentary shape of the sword embryo outlined by the silk thread, the momentum that Xing Xing had been controlling suddenly began to skyrocket, and this burst of momentum was released by Xing Xing on his own initiative.

The appearance of the prototype of the sword embryo indicates that the happy perception has been harvested for several consecutive days, and it is only to the point of gain, and according to the teachings of the ancient predecessors, relying on their own perception to condense the sword embryo, the next step is to enrich the sword embryo with its own momentum and polish the sword shape.

The sudden burst of joy formed a rain curtain around it, and the blocked rain condensed, and then gradually flowed to the prototype of the sword embryo along the fixed direction, and the trend of the rain seemed to be designed in advance, constantly repeating the raindrops falling at the same angle like a whetstone, first focusing on a point, and after fully adapting to this rhythm, it went from point to line, and the patience of joy seemed to be very good, allowing the raindrops to continue to fall along the lines of the sword blade on the side of the sword embryo.

Except for the rumbling sound in the air, the sound of rain completely covered up all other sounds, and when Xie Yi and a few people ran up and down and finally found happiness on the rooftop, several people relaxed at the same time.

The content of Lao Dingtou's explanation is very simple, ensure the safety of Xingxing, and don't let him do stupid things.

In fact, a few people didn't know what Lao Dingtou meant by doing stupid things, in their opinion, Xingxing's stupid behavior of standing in the rain was undoubtedly doing stupid things, but the strange thing was that no one wanted to come forward to disturb except for finding a place to stay.

The deviant brothers who have been happy for days have seen it in their eyes, but they have no better way to comfort them when they think about it.

The problem was there, and verbal comfort could not soothe the eagerness of joy at all, and besides, he did not need it.

Maybe this kind of seemingly stupid cultivation can really work? Xie Yi scratched his head, Zhao Hai and Yun Fei each lowered their heads and found a position to stand, only Wei Wuji could vaguely feel the consciousness of happiness, this seemingly futile cultivation seemed to be accumulating a kind of strength.

Wei Wuji had not really come into contact with the essence of the qi sword, and what Xing was feeling was the method of using the qi sword at the highest level, although it was still only a fur, but for a cultivator like Gao Xing and Wei Wuji, who had an extremely strong sense of perception, it would definitely be of great benefit to cultivation.

Learning to sharpen his sword with joy, the more Wei Wuji sharpened it, the more frightened he became, and he suddenly found that the sword path that had originally touched the bottleneck suddenly seemed to have discovered a new continent.

At the same time, the tiny sword embryo above Gao Xing's head had gradually completed the sharpening of one sword blade, and Xing Xing controlled the direction of the rain to gradually pour down to the other side, this process was extremely dull, so that Xie Yi had a sign of sleepiness after staring at Gao Xing for a while.

At the edge of the sword that has been sharpened, the momentum of joy begins to attach to the blade, and the momentum that has lost its original shape cannot withstand the pouring of raindrops, and a large number of raindrops directly smash on the sharpened blade, and the second grinding stone plays a role at the same time!

On top of the towering hall of the Protoss, an unusually young face was staring at the projection in front of him in a daze, and another slightly older man was attracted by the other party's expression and looked over at the same time.

On this projection, the prototype of a small sword with only half of the blade is clearly revealed, this sword has no point, and even the other side of the sword blade is still in the extent of being developed, maybe it hasn't had time to sharpen yet, right?

"What's the matter? Suddenly interested in swords?" the older man asked with a smile.

The young man shook his head and said softly, "It's not a sword, it's a human." ”

The older man was stunned for a moment, and after perceiving it carefully, he continued to ask, "There was an old guy in the human world before, and the sword momentum he exuded was somewhat similar to this little sword. ”

The young man's face became more and more interested, and he pointed to the projection and said, "With the power of the human race, it is not amazing that you can use the rain to complete the sharpening of the sword. ”

The older man smiled helplessly, "You're really getting bored." ”

"That's right, otherwise what are we encouraging the demons to do to fight the human race?

The young man looked at each other, his handsome face full of excitement that a young man should have.

The older man held his index finger in the middle of his mouth, gestured to the young man, and then pointed to the sky, and the young man realized that he had said the wrong thing, shrunk his neck, and waved his hand to disperse the projection.

The older man walked slowly out of the main hall, looked at the sea of clouds alone, and muttered to himself slowly.

"The hope of the Terrans? ”