Zhang Qingyuan's consciousness was deeply immersed in the bluestone, his eyes were extremely bright at the moment, staring at the picture in front of him, the long sword in the figure was waving, hooking, hanging, pointing, picking, slashing, teasing, splitting and other simple tricks were all evolved, although it was the simplest style, but under the swing of the sword shadow in the figure hand, there was an extremely strong sword intent rushing towards him.

Even the most ordinary sword moves have an inexplicable mystical method.

The light and shadow in front of him disappeared in front of Zhang Qingyuan's eyes after the sword was closed, and the bluestone emitted a burst of dazzling light, and Zhang Qingyuan's spiritual sense was rejected from the bluestone and woke up.

"It's exquisite!"

Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes were full of light, he quickly got up, grabbed a wooden stick in the house and rushed out of the door, remembering the figure just now, and dancing the wooden stick in his hand.

Jiang Ziya just sat quietly at the table drinking tea, and he didn't wonder Zhang Qingyuan's reaction, he understood that Zhang Qingyuan had realized something at this time.

He didn't actually know the origin of the bluestone, but he picked it up one day when he was chopping wood in the mountains, and when he picked it up, the bluestone exuded a cold sword intent, and he also used his spiritual sense to probe into the stone, but he found nothing.

But he was also curious about the origin of this stone, so he took it back to his home, but he didn't expect Zhang Qingyuan to come out with it just at a glance.

Such qualifications really made him a little envious.

Outside the house, Zhang Qingyuan waved the wooden stick in his hand, a hook, a hanging, a point, a pick, a pick, a pick, a pick, a pick, a split, his eyes were firmly fixed on the branches, running the aura in his body, waving the branches in his hands.

After practicing for a while, the golden essence qi in his body was agitated, and Zhang Qingyuan took advantage of the situation to dance the swordsmanship of the figure in the bluestone just now, but seeing that the sword was swallowed, the power was amazing, and an extremely strong golden essence qi came out of the body and gathered on the branch in his hand.

The practice rose, and the golden essence qi in the body flourished, gathering on the branches, and condensed into a sword qi, Zhang Qingyuan was overjoyed, and the hand holding the branch stabbed out.

"Bang!" With a bang, the branches were overwhelmed and immediately turned into chisel powder, and Zhang Qingyuan's sword qi was also blocked, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground.

After falling to the ground, he burst out laughing.

"Good! Good! Good! ”

"It's done!"

Zhang Qingyuan felt the feeling of the sword qi in his hand just now, and laughed out loud regardless of the embarrassed posture on his body.

"Congratulations to fellow Daoists, you have practiced the method of enlightenment."

Jiang Ziya walked out of the house with a smile, to be honest, he was sour, but there was nothing to do, with a hint of envy in his eyes, envy Zhang Qingyuan not only comprehended the Fa, but actually practiced it after a while, this kind of qualification really made him envious.

"Do you know what the sword move you just wielded was?"

The Qingping sword on his waist suddenly spoke, making Zhang Qingyuan also stunned, after his consciousness entered the bluestone just now, the system just said that it was an immortal swordsmanship, but it was nameless.

In that light and shadow, there was a fierce sword intent under every move, but such a subtle immortal swordsmanship was nameless, and it was also a place that made him wonder.

"That stone is a sharpening stone before the old man became holy."

Qingping Jian said lightly: "I don't know how many sword-sharpening stones were cut before the old man became a saint, but only this one was not destroyed, but I didn't expect the old man's figure to be reflected in it." ”

"Later, the master became holy, and this sword grinding stone was lost somewhere, I almost didn't recognize it just now, but I didn't expect to meet it here."

"Senior, then this swordsmanship is ......," Zhang Qingyuan asked.

Qingping Jian said lightly: "That's right, the figure in this stone is the figure of the old man before he became holy, and this sword technique is the master's sword technique to the sky!" ”

Hearing Qingping Jian's words, Zhang Qingyuan and Jiang Ziya took a deep breath of cold air, although the words were said lightly by Qingping Jian, they sounded so explosive in the ears of the two of them.

There was some cold sweat all over his body.

Zhang Qingyuan was better, but Jiang Ziya was trembling with excitement at the moment, turning his head to look at the cyan stone tablet full of sword marks in the room, and he was a little nervous at the moment.

This is the object before the saint's sanctification, how many years has this been?

"The predecessor means that this bluestone is not a mortal thing, and it has already become a refinement!"

Zhang Qingyuan was also a little shocked in his heart, this is the whetstone before the saint became holy, and now I don't know how many years have passed, this must have become a spirit early!

Qingping Jian didn't say a word, just chuckled, and flew out of Zhang Qingyuan's waist.

"Poof!" With a sound, it flew out of the scabbard, and Qingping's sword flew out of the sheath and rushed into the hut, and the fierce sword intent instantly filled this piece of heaven and earth.

In an instant, the two of them were a little out of breath.

Just listen to "Boom! With a sound, the sword qi flew out of the thatched house, and the place where the thatched house was located was destroyed by the Dao Dao sword intent in an instant.

Jiang Ziya stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes and shouted.

"My stuff!"

I was about to get forward, but I saw "Bang! With a loud bang, a blue light rose into the sky, followed by the Qingping sword out of the sheath, the Qingping sword slashed out, and the tip of the sword shot out a violent sword qi, which rubbed in the air and exploded violently, full of momentum.

This sword is very fast, as fast as a meteor, and in terms of fast words, it is already fast to the extreme.

The Qingping sword instantly slashed through the blue light that rose into the sky, and the fierce sword intent burst out with a powerful momentum in an instant.

"Bang!" A loud sound of gold and stone colliding,

Qingguang was directly cut in half and fell to the ground, it was the strange bluestone full of sword marks.

"I didn't find you back then, but I didn't expect to meet you here today, how can the master's immortal law be preserved by you?"

After saying that, it was another sword, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi instantly stirred up a strong wind and swept onto the bluestone.

"Click~Click~"

Under this sword, the sword qi was balanced, and the bluestone that had been cut in half was swept by the sword qi, and was smashed into pieces until it turned into powder and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Qingping's sword floated in the air, and the fierce sword intent filled this world and did not disappear.

"And you, I suspect that you have been plotting for a long time, and you want to steal the master's method, and you should be killed!"

There was no trace of emotion in Qingping's sword voice, and as soon as the sword body moved, a powerful coercion appeared instantly, enveloping Jiang Ziya's body.

"Poof~!" With a bang, Jiang Ziya was suppressed by Qingping's sword and suppressed to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and just wanted to scold his mother in his heart.

"I'm just a rag picker, who did I provoke me!"

"Buzz ——!"

A burst of sword qi exploded, and Qingping's sword exuded a sky-high sword intent, ready to kill Jiang Ziya.

"Those who are not my sect will have a different heart!"

Zhang Qingyuan looked at the situation in front of him, where is he willing to follow, look at this momentum, if he doesn't stop him, Jiang Ziya is afraid that he will die under the sword, Jiang Ziya is dead, won't he be busy in vain?

hurriedly shouted: "Senior Qingping, be merciful!" ”