The experience of a dozen pieces varies.

Some are hidden in sheaths all the year round, some are enshrined in the temple for many generations, and some wander with the wind and fight to the death......

Sword moves, sword light, sword energy, sword intent......

Everything sword-related can be found here, and everything you need.

What you see in a moment is enough for a lifetime of understanding, and what you get at a glance can make people soar in vain and transcendent into holiness.

Juggernaut is a world-renowned existence in other worlds, requiring outstanding talent, long-term penance, and chance understanding, as well as decades or hundreds of years of precipitation.

The name of the Sword God is the lifelong desire and pursuit of countless Sword Saints.

Here, however, only a glance is needed.

That's what happened with Xi Tong.

He stared at the nightshade, at the light bursting from the surface of the magic sword, at the bizarre picture reflected in the light.

When he was in the world of gods before, Xi Tong received a gift from the Tongtian Sect Master, and his attainments in the way of the sword directly caught up with the sect master.

Now, Xi Tong's kendo attainments are like butterflies breaking through their cocoons, and their qualitative changes are sublimated, not only surpassing the Tongtian Sect Master, but also leaving him far behind.

From the use of various sword moves in the Zero Martial World, to the sword style and internal force of the Low Martial World, the sword qi and sword intent of the Middle Martial and High Martial Worlds, all kinds of all-encompassing kendo cultivation techniques are all integrated.

Manpower will eventually be poor.

In the face of the vast starry essence of swordsmanship, no matter how powerful a genius is, he can only choose one or the other, and his lifelong intensive study is still insufficient, and he has no ability to be greedy at all.

How many stars are there in the vast starry sky?

You can't see the edge at a glance, and you can't put it in your eyes, let alone your heart.

This is still a human perspective, if you change it to a mouse or an ant......

In other words, this is an avenue that ordinary beings cannot understand, and this incomprehension comes from both the way of knowing and the ability to process information.

Xi Tong has experienced the baptism of reincarnation in millions of lifetimes, so he can look at it indifferently, although Nightshade is the spirit of the magic sword, but he has not experienced the baptism of reincarnation in millions of lifetimes, and he is still in danger of falling.

At this time, Xi Tong suddenly remembered one thing.

In the original work of "Fairy Sword", the nightshade sacrificed himself to die for the sword, and countless unjust souls were buried in the furnace, and it was because of this that the red nightshade was born because of the infection.

One good and one evil, one soft and one evil.

Nightshade is kind-hearted to the extreme, which makes the red nightshade feel pity and is willing to protect her, otherwise, the only result of the nightshade is that the newborn red nightshade will devour and replace.

At that time, she was still her but not her, and never was again.

This is what is even more terrible than death - to be alive and yet completely gone.

And now, Nightshade has experienced a hundred, thousand, and ten thousand times more terrifying than the sword-casting furnace, and what it has encountered is no longer tens of thousands of unjust souls, but the will of the strong in countless worlds.

The strongest man in the sword who lives under the sword and dies under the sword.

Each of their spiritual will is as sharp as a sword, and their bodies can be destroyed without being destroyed.

This time the crisis is also stronger than in the original book.

Sonor!

The magic sword sparked.

This is a manifestation of inadequacy, and the nightshade has reached a critical juncture and is warning itself.

But in this case, Xi Tong couldn't intervene at all, and he couldn't help, so he could only watch and wait like an outsider.

Anxious, anxious, the ants on the hot pot are more like the father of the child outside the delivery room.

Sword moves!

Sword Wind!

Sword Qi!

Sword Light ......

The lifelong mastery of one strong man after another, the stunt skills of one sect after another, and the essence of kendo in one world after another......

The formless and qualitative spiritual ideas are layered on top of each other, densely turned, and the things at the pure spiritual level are piled up to thousands or trillions of layers, and eventually the quantitative change will reach a qualitative change.

This is the imprint of the sword.

It's like the God of Light imprinting Xi Tong with light, marking his own mark from the depths of the origin of the creature, making it the bearer and continuator of his own will.

At this time, Xi Tong thought of the old dominators.

She easily dissolved the reincarnation of the God of Light in millions of lifetimes, and even erased the brand of light.

How did she do it?

Xi Tong began to reminisce.

Reminiscing about the millions of lifetimes I have experienced.

Recall all the people, things, and things in the reincarnation of millions of lifetimes, as well as the connections, clues, and veins between them......

It's messy.

It can even be said that there is no clue.

You must know that even the God of Light who casts the reincarnation of millions of lifetimes only found out that his ability was broken after the fact, but he didn't know how.

Sonor!

The magic sword thundered again.

Time is running out, and every second is on the edge of life and death.

Wait a minute......

Xi Tong raised his hand and used the power of time to cover the magic sword.

Well, that's a lot better.

The world was completely quiet, and Xi Tong could finally think calmly.

But after thinking about it, I didn't figure it out, and Xi Tong simply didn't want to.

Xi Tong has his own methods, and there is no need to imitate others.

"With me carrying the weight, you just need to enjoy the quiet years."

Kendo comprehension, the condensation of the crystallization of civilization, the gathering of kendo branding, Xi Tong has memorized all of them, and he will slowly think and understand in the future.

As for nightshade, it's okay not to have those.

After that, Xi Tong flicked his fingers, and a light and shadow flew out of the magic sword.

It was a lifetime perception and experience of a strong man with the name of "Sword God", as well as his experience of struggle, the process of becoming famous, and his insistence on the will of kendo.

Everything was lost with the snap of a finger.

And that's just the beginning.

One after another light and shadow were bounced and crushed by Xi Tong, and the bizarre picture was like thousands of soap bubbles, hovering and dancing around Xi Tong and the magic sword.

The colorful light gathers and disperses, distorting into a special color and color, and countless swords and swords are contained in it, overflowing outside the surface.

Some bubbles and light and shadow popped up after being popped up by Xi Tong, and some wanted to return to the magic sword, but they were crushed by Xi Tong with his hand raised, unwilling to disappear.

There are also bubbles that slowly fade and disappear, disappearing completely.

Xi informed that those bubbles must have gone to other worlds and were born in the form of souls or wills.

At this moment, there will be a saint in some world, and the Excalibur will be unearthed.

Time has been frozen by Xi Tong, and I don't know how long it has been, the light shining in the magic sword has become rarer and darker.

The last light and shadow were also popped out, and Xi Tong finally put away the power of time.

The light at the crack of the Heavenly Sword fragment flowed back little by little, and in the process of reflux, it became dimmed, and finally disappeared.

Along with the cracks in a dozen fragments, they disappeared.

The blade of the sword is sharp, the spine of the sword is beautiful, and the eight-sided sword surface is as smooth as a mirror.

The world artifact of the New Immortal Realm has been restored.

The light of the magic sword flashed and turned into a human form, and the nightshade appeared in front of Xi Tong with a new attitude.

Her appearance changed slightly, the girl's childish face became a little more mature, and the lines of her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth became slightly sharper, like the edge of a sword.

The clothes have completely changed, and the original long-sleeved palace costume has become a light and close-fitting black sword suit, decorated with gray lines from the collar to the trouser legs.

Her hair was longer, and each strand of hair was like a sword that had shrunk to the extreme, containing a fierce and majestic sword aura.

Her figure was taller and straighter, almost to the point of Xi Tong's chin......

She has changed too much, the only thing that hasn't changed is the light in her eyes and her attachment to Xi Tong.

"Brother, thank you."