Legend has it that there is a style of swordsmanship that travels in the sky: the Seven Swords of Heaven!

When this style of swordsmanship was born, the strongest sword immortal in the world, the old man of the Holy Spirit Temple, the last hall master of the Seven Sword Owl Saint Temple, and then disappeared in the world, and it was passed down as a good story.

Later generations observed the "Seven Swords of Xingtian" and created the "White Cloud Sword Technique".

Of course, the grade pulls down dozens of steps.

It's just an ordinary acquired skill!

The "White Cloud Sword Technique" is included in the Lingzang Pavilion of the Tiansang Spirit Palace, with a total of thirteen swords.

At that time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was still with average qualifications, exhausted what he had learned all his life, and finally learned the first sword within three years: Bai Yun Youyou!

This is the first and only spiritual skill he has mastered in his life......

Well, thirteen of the formula, to be exact!

When his mind was swallowed up by darkness and he felt the great earthquake of heaven and earth, Xu Xiaoshou saw that "Tibetan suffering" flew up to the clouds with him.

He slashed out with a sword, and the white clouds dispersed leisurely, and then gathered leisurely.

There is no beginning and no end, no death and no destruction.

In an instant, the endless sword style came into my mind, and countless feelings came to me.

He recalled every moment when he got up at night and practiced hard with his sword in the courtyard.

Thorn, horizontal, picking, cutting......

That is the most basic basic skill, that is blood and sweat, that every trick and every style that turns into energy, seems to be integrated at this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the white clouds in front of him and put away his sword.

At this moment, a sword light appeared slowly on the horizon, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, seemingly coming leisurely, but in fact it was coming in an instant.

The white clouds turned to shards, and the sky crumbled into dust.

"Wow!"

Xu Xiaoshou woke up suddenly, wearing a big mouthful, and as he moved, his clothes turned into pieces and withered in front of him, like white clouds in a fantasy world.

He lowered his head, "hiding bitterness" in his hand, and seemed to be jumping, making a crisp sword sound.

So......

"What the hell is going on?"

Xu Xiao was stunned, he inserted the passive key in, the key disappeared, and he entered the white cloud illusion with sword intent, and also hooked out the most painful scene in his heart.

After practicing for three years, he can only do thirteen of the Baiyun Sword Technique......

This is the acquired swordsmanship!

How inferior is the qualifications to achieve such a difficult achievement, can it not be painful!

Xu Xiaoshou calmed down, he hid his memories deeply, and quickly looked at the information column, this thing is definitely related to the passive key.

A new line has been updated:

"Gain Mastery Passive: Sword Mastery!"

Mastery?

Swordsmanship?

Xu Xiao was stupid, this is "one more spoonful" shipment?

Did I really make a passive move that might be the most awesome? Or did it come with its own special effects?

"it!"

Xu Xiaoshou finally couldn't help but burst into foul language, the possession of the European Emperor came true?

"Sword Mastery ......"

As soon as I heard this name, it was a bullish coax, which was "strong" and "sharp", and I don't know how many grades higher.

In the case of such a monotonous naming of the passive system, a passive skill that is higher than the daily noun can emerge, and you can imagine how terrible this "swordsmanship mastery" is.

Not to mention......

Thinking of that white cloud fantasy realm, Xu Xiaoshou trembled with excitement.

Could it be that I have already mastered the sword moves and knowledge in the illusion?

Because it is a passive technique, every time it appears, it is silent and imperceptible, if it is not for Xu Xiaoshou deliberately pondering, he will basically not find his own changes.

He looked at the "hidden bitterness" in his hand and buzzed.

It's exciting!

Xu Xiaoshou obviously and strongly felt that this was the "hidden suffering" of a dead thing, and he was very excited at the moment, and he could even say that he was excited!

Give it a try?

This thought flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind, so he closed his eyes and recalled the swordsmanship in the illusion that shattered the white clouds.

His breath fell silent, and he felt like he was flying into the air.

Ethereal, clear, and tranquil......

It's a magical feeling.

The next moment, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had turned into a cloud, with white clouds and picturesque.

When the wind rises in summer, the white clouds disappear!

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he needed to draw his sword.

So he took out his sword, and unconsciously drew a sword, which was extremely obscure, but it shuttled through the two at once.

A sword is leisurely, and the evening breeze blows all the fallen leaves.

Snort!

A scene in the illusion reappeared, and countless sword lights came slowly, but they instantly filled the room.

It slashed out at an extremely slow speed, but it disappeared into the sky at a very fast speed.

Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes.

Rumble!

The houses made of red heart wood turned into pieces and withered.

Bang bang bang!

As soon as he looked up, the sky was full of shards of red heart wood that fell on his head, and he was buried in a wooden tomb.

"it!"

"What's the situation?"

......

In a cramped room, a log table, three men.

Xiao Qixiu sat up straight, but the sword on his back had been placed on his lap at this time, and he shook his head seriously: "I don't drink!"

"It's not that you don't know that true sword cultivators don't get drunk, they only get drunk with swords, and drinking will only mess with my mind, and in the long run, my sword will not be allowed. ”

Housewarming snorted and sprayed the wine on the face of the old man opposite, and was immediately embarrassed: "Well, I didn't mean to. ”

He turned his head to look at Xiao Qixiu, and laughed hilariously: "You seem to be able to make great progress in kendo without drinking?"

Xiao Qixiu smiled faintly: "I have indeed improved." ”

He turned his head to look at the old man who was wiping his face: "Sang Lao came back this time, but he plans to live for a long time?"

The old man still had a few sticks of grass on his head, so he glared at the housewarming, picked up his wine glass and drank it all.

"Let's stay a little longer!"

He looked at the empty wine glass and suddenly said, "You can be drunk with both a drunk and a sword!"

Xiao Qixiu just wanted to refute, but the old man said again: "It's a pity, you can't do it, otherwise the eighth sword immortal will be yours......"

One of the housewarming people couldn't hold back and laughed out loud: "Hip-hop-hip-hop hip-......"

Xiao Qixiu: "......"

At this moment, the long sword beside his knee hummed and shook violently.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Xiao Qixiu grabbed the Buzzing Sword and listened attentively, and suddenly saw a picture of everything nearby in his mind.

Tiansang Ling Palace, outer courtyard.

The evening breeze was slow, and a disciple was walking with a sword in his arms, realizing life.

Suddenly, the sword in his arms began to agitate, trying to break free from his embrace.

He was shocked and hurriedly pressed his sword, but found that everyone around him, as long as he was a sword cultivator, all suffered the same thing.

"K-"

The sound of swords rang out in all directions, and they were connected in a very fitting way, resounding through half of the outer courtyard.

"What's the situation?"

All the disciples were dumbfounded.

"The sword roars for a mile, the acquired sword intent?" the old man said lightly.

"Hmm!"

Xiao Qixiu nodded, immediately got up, and exclaimed:

"I didn't expect that there would be another disciple in the outer courtyard who had cultivated the acquired sword intent, plus the two spirit refining innate ones discovered before, and one physical body congenital, the quality of this disciple in the outer courtyard is really unusually good. ”

"Physical innate?"

The old man was so surprised that he put down his wine glass, as if thinking about something.

Immediately, he changed his words and said, "I remember the sword intent that appeared last time, it's still Su Qianqian's girl!"

"Well, innate sword intent. He added.

Xiao Qixiu looked impatient, but still replied:

"Su Qianqian is incomparable, she is a real genius, and the existence of one of the twenty-one famous swords in the continent in her hand, even I covet it. ”

"Don't pretend, let's go over and have a look!" Elder Qiao also stood up on the side, "Obviously, I can't hold it anymore, and I still insist on being here." ”

Xiao Qixiu touched his head in embarrassment.

The old man smiled and said, "Go!"

The two snatched the door out.

"Tut-tut......"

The old man still looked calm, as if the acquired sword intent was not enough to arouse his interest.

He drank the rest of the flask, picked it up and put it on his head, took his cane from behind the door, and walked away.

After a long time, he came back again, closed the door, and left again.