Chapter Twenty-Three: Comprehending Sword Intent

In the following days, Xiao Lin did not waste time on Luo Qianyu's body, but quietly felt the sword intent.

Although he did not achieve the great sword intent in his previous life, it was not far behind. As for the reason for feeling the sword intent now, it is to familiarize myself with my body now.

As for Luo Qianyu, he was also practicing the method of the ghost path on the side, and he didn't dare to disturb Xiao Lin.

The sword rises, the wind rises.

Xiao Lin used his fingers as a sword, constantly polishing his body, so that his body could slowly accept and adapt.

While exercising the sword body and polishing the sword intent, Xiao Lin seemed to have fallen into a state of selflessness.

The sun sets, and ten days pass in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Lin's sword condensed with qi became more and more sharp, making Luo Qianyu, who was watching from the sidelines, feel a kind of heart.

Suddenly, the countless sword intents scattered in the sword ruins all resonated and made a buzzing sound, and wisps of sword light rose one after another, covering the entire heavenly dome.

"What's going on?" Luo Qianyu, who was waiting on the side, tensed his mind for a moment, he had never seen this happen to the sword intent in the sword ruins.

Countless arrogant sword qi filled Xiao Lin's body, making Luo Qianyu's worry and shock stuck in his throat. In the face of so many sword qi, the cultivation at the peak of Luo Qianyu's Spirit Yuan Realm also felt a chill.

"A sword is cold...... Thousands of miles apart from life and death!"

With Xiao Lin's thin lips murmuring slightly, the sword in his hand that was transformed by qi suddenly exuded a thick cold glow.

Rumble!

A sword stabbed away, and a crack nearly fifty meters long rose in front of Xiao Lin's body.

The countless sword qi circling in the void resonated with Xiao Lin's sword, and they all fell forward with Xiao Lin's thoughts.

Bang bang bang......

In an instant, the sword flashed in all directions, and many stones turned into powder.

"This ...... This is ......" Luo Qianyu stood not far away and watched this scene, his illusory lips instantly turned white and trembled, and he muttered sluggishly: "Sword intent!"

Before Luo Qianyu came out of the shock, he saw Xiao Lin sitting cross-legged on the ground in one go.

Xiao Lin's aura became stronger and stronger, and one after another vitality was wrapped around him, and the dazzling sunlight enveloped Xiao Lin, looking so proud.

After a while, Xiao Lin's breath suddenly sank, and he snorted slightly: "Ten days of polishing, not only has the sword intent entered the realm of Xiaocheng, but the cultivation has also reached the late stage of the Qi Yuan realm, and it is barely passable." ”

The sword has a spirit and can be understood.

Ten days of sword practice, Xiao Lin just wanted to regain his sword intent and make his strength to the next level.

When Xiao Lin used the first form of "Proud Nine Swords" before, he was only able to cut a boulder. Now the sword intent is small, and with a sword out, it can split the ground for more than 50 meters.

One can imagine how important the sword intent is to a sword cultivator. However, those who can comprehend the sword intent are difficult to find one out of a million in sword cultivation.

"The Lord is angry...... The cultivation of the Qi Yuan Realm, comprehending the sword intent! This ......" Luo Qianyu was stunned, in his memory, those who could comprehend the sword intent were all strong people at the peak of the Xuanyuan Realm, and they were all one in ten thousand in the Xuanyuan Realm.

For a while, Luo Qianyu's eyes when he looked at Xiao Lin were not only shocked, but also filled with fire. If you keep following the Lord's side, you will even have the slightest chance to touch the realm of the Tianyuan Realm!

Xiao Lin's endless methods have completely conquered Luo Qianyu, presumably even if Xiao Lin drives him away, he will not leave him.

This is sword intent! A hundred years ago, it was because of the comprehension of the sword intent that the Sword Venerable slashed a prosperous dynasty with one sword. In the past, Sword Venerable was such a genius, and he also comprehended the sword intent when he reached the peak of the Lingyuan Realm.

However, Xiao Lin stepped into the realm of sword intent in the late stage of the Qi Yuan Realm, and in the future, there will be infinite possibilities.

"The Lord must have been the supreme figure of the Tianyuan Realm, and even ...... It is a supreme power that surpasses the Tianyuan Realm. "Luo Qianyu had never heard of anyone who could comprehend the sword intent in the Qi Yuan Realm, let alone the powerful aura in the depths of Xiao Lin's soul and the ghost cultivation techniques given to him.

At this moment, Luo Qianyu made up his mind that he must follow Xiao Lin's side to the death. Even if Xiao Lin drove him away, he wouldn't leave if he was killed.

Xiao Lin clenched his fists, and deeply felt that his strength had become much stronger.

"There are nearly ten days left, and the Liu family is about to have an official showdown with my Xiao family, so it's time to go back and prepare. ”

Xiao Lin felt a little tricky when he thought of entering the Liu family. Because, this is not only decided by the old man of the Xiao family and the old man of the Liu family, but also agreed by the holy order of the current king.

"Luo Qianyu, come here. Xiao Lin put his hands lightly on his back, and turned his head to look at Luo Qianyu on the side.

Hearing this, Luo Qianyu turned into a streamer, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Xiao Lin and bowed down, his eyes were full of reverence and fiery color: "Lord." ”

"You can't leave the Sword Ruin, because your flesh and blood were buried here in the past, and the resentment of your soul and the sword ruin have produced a trace of cause and effect. Xiao Lin said softly, "Now I have to cover your soul breath before I can take you away from the sword ruins." ”

"Thank you Lord for your help!" Luo Qianyu showed a happy smile excitedly, he desperately wanted to leave this ghost place and go to the bustling world to have a look.

"It can be a little uncomfortable, but you have to hold back. Xiao Lin's indifferent expression glanced at the sword qi in the void.

"Yes. Luo Qianyu replied hurriedly.

Uncomfortable?

Is it uncomfortable to be alone in the sword ruins for a hundred years?

Are you uncomfortable being shrouded in countless sword qi?

Luo Qianyu didn't care about pain or anything like that, he just wanted to get out of here, even if he gave everything he had.

"That's good. Hold your mind, let go of distractions, and don't resist. Xiao Lin looked at Luo Qianyu who was full of excitement and didn't take the discomfort in his words to heart at all, and a deep smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

So, under the guidance of Xiao Lin, Luo Qianyu began to attract his own breath.

"Mengtian secret technique, with the soul as the medium, with the spirit as the medium, induces qi into the body, covers the dust and avoids the eyes. Xiao Lin formed a strange mark in his hands, and then slammed towards Luo Qianyu's forehead.

Rumble!

Boom!

In an instant, Luo Qianyu's resentful soul body turned into countless illusory fragments, and the pair of broken eyes floating in the void were even more bloodshot, extremely hideous.

"Condensation!"

Xiao Lin muttered softly.

His hands then squeezed towards Luo Qianyu's shattered resentful soul body, and Luo Qianyu's shattered soul was gathered one after another, condensed in Xiao Lin's palm.

Luo Qianyu's face was extremely distorted, flickering as if his soul was about to fly away, his mouth that turned into pieces was as big as a lantern, as if he was shouting, roaring hideously, but he couldn't make the slightest sound.

Soon, Xiao Lin squeezed Luo Qianyu's resentful soul body into an illusory spirit body the size of his palm.

Then, he took Luo Qianyu, who was squeezed into a large round ball in his palm, and walked towards the outside of the sword ruins......