The first roll raises the sword out of the sheath

Chapter Forty-Eight: Destroying the Sword Intent of a Qiē Slash [Page 11]

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In Jing Qing's heart, a sudden realization was born, as if a veil covering his eyes had been pierced.

The qiē that he learned in his heart, all the qiē, gathered together, stirred his mind, and made him have an extra impulse in his heart.

Be sure to cut off this qiē.

Whether it is lingering or excited, it is a foreign object, threatening his life.

If you don't want to die, you must break through.

Comprehension, the artistic conception that Yulin said.

"According to what Yu Lin said, the method she cultivated "Killing Dao Nine Pattern Book" was the main killing, and after thoroughly integrating the deep meaning hidden in the method, she generated the killing intent and carried it with the battle on the battlefield."

"Then what is the meaning of the Great Zhou Heavenly Sword Technique that I practiced?"

"What is the meaning of my sword?"

Sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch. These five important perceptions, under Wang Chunshui's lingering knife style, are all useless.

His thoughts fell into chaos, but Jing Qing was able to devote himself to it and think better.

In the sea of knowledge, eight mysterious runes swirling and swinging, suddenly shining brightly, illuminating the entire sea of knowledge.

The third character, trembling slightly, released a heart sound that could not be heard by the human ear, and the paragraphs that seemed meaningless, but were full of infinite mysteries, entered Jing Qing's consciousness.

The third paragraph of the Great Zhou Tian Sword Technique.

Jing Qing roared in a low voice, and the truth hidden in the sword technique seemed to be a mess, making him have a splitting headache and almost go crazy.

"It hurts, stop, I'm going to turn my sword and cut you all off."

Gritting his teeth and insisting, he shouted loudly, just wanting to turn into a sharp sword and cut off all these messes.

In an instant, Jing Qing's consciousness turned into the brightest sword light, flying thousands of miles, cutting off all the sword tricks, sword inscriptions, and sword runes in his mind.

"I understand that the so-called artistic conception is self."

Turning into sword light, Jing Qing sensed the lingering sword intent around him, and there was a loud roar.

An invisible sword appeared in his hand, making Jing Qing feel heavy and his arm numb.

"Open."

Jing Qing roared, held his sword, and raised it with all his might, slashing at the water in front of him.

"Knock knock!"

Suddenly, the deep pool water completely solidified and stopped, like turning into a mirror, split into two sections, and countless cracks appeared on it, and then exploded.

"Keep chopping, cut off all the qiē that binds me."

There was another roar, and Jing Qing's second sword was slashed.

The sky-high sword light split the heavens and the earth, and at this moment, a slender and small knife appeared in front of him, covered with countless sword marks.

In reality, Jing Qing's left eye suddenly opened, and his heart suddenly opened up, and he completely regained his sobriety.

The empty hand slowly rose up, but it was very steady, like holding a heavy sword.

The air, as if repelled by something, separates into nothingness.

A distinctive sword light suddenly bloomed, calm and condensed, sharp and piercing, carrying a strong intent, and instantly at the top of the cave, drawing a huge sword mark.

"Haha, I did it, yes, I didn't waste time and effort to demonstrate the spring water knife intent."

"It seems that in the near future, I may really have more junior disciples."

"It's just that this artistic conception is a little unique, and it seems to have nothing to do with my spring water knife intent."

In the distance, Wang Chunshui, who was flying with a crane, suddenly stood up and turned to look at the place where the Valley of Reincarnation was located, with a happy smile on his face.

At the bottom of the cave, in the dark place, a puppet opened its eyes, and the powerful qi on its body suddenly exploded, swept out, and converged in an instant.

Thunderous self-muttering echoed through the hole.

"What kind of mood is this? It's so weird, it's just a child who hasn't completed his qi training, and it actually makes me feel threatened. ”

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"This is sword intent?"

"It's a weird feeling, it's like my own thoughts, completely integrated into the sword, not in the exchange of swords, but in the sword, I am the sword, and what I hold in my hand is just the scabbard."

Waking up from the darkness, Jing Qing's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had discovered something terrifying, but he was quickly attracted by the stinging pain in his forehead.

Touching his head suspiciously, reflecting the light of the cave water, Jing Qing was stunned.

The delicate lines shimmer with white streamers, outlining a snake with a single horn.

The snake pattern is connected head to tail, and the mouth bites its own tail, which is similar to a circle, mysterious and bewitching, but it looks solemn and full of divine majesty.

"This is, Ouroboros?"

After being stunned for a while, Jing Qing finally came back to his senses and said tentatively.

The Ouroboros celestial pattern also seems to echo Jing Qing's words, circulating, giving people a feeling of being alive.

"It seems that Tianwen can only awaken after comprehending the artistic conception, but I don't know what the use is."

Jing Qing was a little curious, Yu Lin had inspired Tianwen in front of him, and the strength he showed was indeed good, and his own would not be too bad to think about.

Urging spiritual power, Jing Qing suddenly realized that there was a mysterious power in the heavenly pattern that communicated with the body, so that every trace of flesh and blood was coordinated, the strength increased, and the musculoskeleton was also a lot stronger.

The body moved, and in an instant, it flew forward for more than ten meters, and the speed was at least three points faster.

"Tsk, no wonder the gap between me and Yulin is so big, and the overall improvement is no less than eating a berserk pill with no side effects during the battle."

"Besides, Tianwen must have a function that I don't know about, no wonder Tianmen can be in this huge Donglin Mountain Range, has always been the leader and has been famous for thousands of years."

A look of shock flashed in Jing Qing's eyes, which was quickly replaced by joy.

Calling out the left eye, a few more lines appear on the panel:

Comprehend the artistic conception: the sword intent of the chop (special artistic conception, the idea goes, cut off a qiē) Awakening Tianwen: The chaintail snake (the ancient divine beast, connected from head to tail, self-contained Zhou Tian, and the artistic conception of the qiē) Yulin said, he comprehended it.

Although it has only just crossed the threshold, it is only the most basic use, but as long as your comprehension deepens, the power will naturally become stronger and stronger.

The sword intent of slashing, not entering the five elements, reaching the extreme, whether it is gold, wood, water, fire, earth, or formations, it can be broken.

Sinking in the dark, only by fighting hard and breaking a qiē can there be a glimmer of life.

This is Jingqing's realization.

Coupled with the changes brought about by the awakening of the skylines.

Jing Qing even had the urge to fight Yulin again.

With a confident light in his eyes, Jing Qing moved his muscles and bones, up and down his body, all of them were relaxed, and his spiritual power was swimming around his body, which was even more refreshing.

Scanning the stone cave, he was suddenly stunned, on the stone table, there was actually a glass of spirit wine.

The body was uncontrollable, but he walked to the stone table very naturally, Jing Qing picked up the glass of wine and drank it all.

Wine, still lukewarm.