For the next week, every day Gu Li was either contemplating the Great Dao Runes or opening up the meridians.

The longer he contemplated, the more insights he had in his mind, so much so that he gradually understood the nature of his own sword intent.

Although there is the edge of a sword, sharpness is not the true essence of this sword intent.

Just like the invincible sword intent, I am invincible, and every victory in the battle will make the edge of the sword sharper, and the sword intent will go further until everything is cut off.

But to measure the sword intent is like his name, to measure all things in the world, to take oneself as the boundary, to use the sword intent as the scale, to measure the sins of all things in the world.

He is not like the invincible sword intent, he is extremely sharp at all times, and he can cut through everything.

Measuring the sword intent will derive its own characteristics by measuring the sins of the creatures in the world, usually only the edge of the ordinary sword intent, but if the sword intent is pointed at the sinful creatures, the characteristics of the sword intent will also change, and the characteristics of the sinful creatures will be derived.

This may not be the strongest sword intent, but it is definitely the sword intent that most restrains sin.

With itself as the boundary, the sword intent is the balance, the deeper the sin, the stronger the power of the sword intent, and its characteristics are mysterious and unpredictable.

His face turned slightly pale, and then he returned to normal, feeling the fifty-ninth meridian that had just opened up in his body, Gu Li exhaled a breath of depression, and his spiritual power moved, and the residual feeling disappeared suddenly.

"It's almost time to merge the sword intent into the sword qi..."

Remembering that he had been comprehending the essence of his sword intent for all this time, and it was only now that he had truly comprehended it, he couldn't wait to integrate the sword intent into the sword qi.

Sword energy is not only transformed by the surrounding spiritual energy, but also by one's own spiritual power, but compared to the former, the latter can be said to be a last resort No one will convert all their spiritual power into sword qi, after all, spiritual power is the source of a cultivator.

Just like before in the deep mountains, the aura was sufficient, and with the aura that had already established a connection, as soon as the thought moved, the aura within fifteen meters instantly turned into sword qi rippling.

However, at that time, he could only condense ten sword qi, and it was only because the movement speed of the sword qi at that time was too fast that he would have the illusion that countless sword qi were tearing apart the courtyard.

It's just that Ersi and his party have directly reached the limit of his current realm, and his mastery has far exceeded his own realm, and he can condense twenty sword qi, which is still because of the lack of aura around him!

According to his calculations, if the aura was sufficient, he could master thirty sword qi!

Thinking that he could master the thirty sword qi, he thought about it seriously and thought that there should be no problem in integrating the ten sword intents.

Half an hour later, he was punched in the face.

Feeling a sword intent in his hand with a pale expression, Gu Li showed a bitter look, he thought that it was a very simple thing to integrate sword intent into sword qi, but he didn't expect that sword qi would actually repel sword intent, forcing him to concentrate his spirit and constantly fuse, and finally it took half an hour to produce a sword intent that was measured.

"The sharpness has increased more than twice, and this sword intent will continue to erode when it hits the body." Although he was disappointed that it took half an hour to integrate a sword intent, he still nodded with satisfaction when he felt the power of this sword intent and measured the characteristics of the sword intent.

"No wonder the "Imperial Spirit Sword Qi" says that only by practicing continuously can you truly master the sword intent..."Thinking of this sentence, Gu Li dissolved the sword intent in his hand, and then re-fused the sword intent.

This time it took only ten minutes, as if the speed of fusion would be faster as long as you kept practicing it.

Thinking of this, he perked up, and in the end, it took two hours to really reach the point of having a sword intent in one thought.

It's just that when he fused the second sword intent, he suddenly found that the repulsion had become greater.

Wrong! It should be that his control has weakened!

Looking at the first sword intent, his eyes flashed and he suddenly realized, while maintaining a sword intent, while fusing a sword intent, the control power would naturally be scattered, unless he could really achieve dual-purpose or multi-purpose.

Gu Li has never been a person who gives up easily, after truly seeing the strength of the sword intent, he instead became firm, maintaining the first sword intent while fusing the second sword intent.

Although he is still far from the Ten Thousand Swords Talisman in the Dao Law, as long as he continues to persevere, then one day he will be able to master the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Intent like the person who created this Dao Law.

While he was constantly practicing the fusion of sword intent, he made his home in the distant Elsi.

The old man sat in the hall drinking tea, but his eyes were in the direction of the second floor.

"You say Xue'er hasn't been out of her room since a week ago, except for eating and going to the bathroom?"

"Hmm." Yu Hui looked at the old man worriedly, hesitated for a moment and said, "She was in a daze for a long time that day, until she suddenly walked out of the room at night and told me and Gu Ren that she wanted to create, let's not disturb her." ”

"Is that so?" The old man pondered, frowned slightly, and said, "Like last time?" ”

An Gu seemed to know what the old man meant, and hurriedly said, "It's not like that! Last time, Xue'er was simply enchanted with her creation, completely ignoring her body, but this time she didn't, she just was in a daze from time to time, eating and sleeping on time..."

"Then what do you have to worry about!" The old man was angry, he was still running around at a very old age, and if he hadn't heard that his students hadn't left the house on a planet, maybe he wouldn't have bothered to come over.

"This... Don't you want you to persuade Cher? An Guren looked at the old man with a sting, and said with some embarrassment: "I don't think Xue'er is like a demon, but she doesn't exercise often, and I'm afraid that something will happen to her body." ”

"Yes! If it was like last time, Gu Ren and I would never dare to disturb her, but now that she is very conscious, she has stayed in the room for too long, and I am afraid that she will be sick..."

Listening to the words of the two, the old man hesitated for a moment, but also felt that what they said was reasonable, nodded slightly, stood up and was about to go to the second floor, when he suddenly saw An Xue'er's figure appear in the corridor.

"Teacher, are you here?" I haven't seen her for a week, An Xue'er seems to have lost some weight, her eyes are full of clarity, and she seems to be in good spirits and waved at the old man, and then her little nose wrinkled, and she smelled some stinks on her body, remembering that she had only taken a bath four times in the past week, her little face changed, and she ran back to her room in an instant.

The three of them looked at the disappearing figure in a daze and looked at each other.

Half an hour later

"Teacher, this is the score I just composed." Putting the finished score on the table, An Xue'er looked at the old man tightly with clear eyes and said, "Can you tell me where he lives?" ”

The hand that was originally stretched out stopped, and the old man raised his eyes to look at the student with a serious face, withdrew his hand and said, "This is the answer you have been thinking about for a week?" ”

"Well, I didn't really understand my mind until I wrote the whole score."

Looking at his students with a smile, the old man looked at the two people next to him who wanted to speak and stopped, lightly pressed his hand, pointed to the sealed music score and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Soul Novella: Knight!"