On the third floor of the cave, Lu Qiming faced the stone wall and breathed deeply, and after adjusting the state of the whole person to the best, he took out the Tiancheng Baodan and took it.

The Tiancheng Treasure Pill dissolved in the mouth, and the medicinal power instantly turned into a strange spiritual power, which spread to all parts of the body without hindrance. Wherever the spiritual power went, all the stubborn toxins that Lu Qiming had accumulated over the years of taking medicine dissipated, turning into gray soot and excreting from the pores of his body.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, his skin and bones all showed a slight jade-like brilliance, clear and pure, and the Five Elements Yuan Force was attracted, surrounding him on his own, almost actively merging into his body - if others saw it, they would definitely mistakenly think that this was a strong man who was about to enter the Great Zhou Heaven!

Under the urging of Lu Qiming's mind, the medicinal power of Tiancheng Baodan gradually converged towards his dantian. Although Xiao Zhoutian's cultivators can store internal force in every flesh and blood of their bodies, the dantian is still the "source of vitality" and "the sink of internal force". The remaining half of the medicinal power gathered in the dantian, and with the circulation of internal force every week, it nourished his body all the time.

Lu Qiming felt the changes in his body and smiled slightly-if there was no accident, at least for half a year, he would have absolutely no problem using Xiao Zhoutian's power normally.

However, he did not stop cultivating. The effectiveness of Shanbao has become more delicate and changeable after refining, and this is the best time to experience it.

The mysteries in the mountain treasure are like the rings of a tree, embodying endless time. Lu Qiming felt deeply, as if watching Shanbao be born little by little......

Suddenly, a little light flashed in his heart, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at the stone wall in front of him.

However, the stone wall disappeared, and in Lu Qiming's eyes, all he saw was chaos and nothingness, no light and no darkness, no life and no death, no one else and no oneself.

Lu Qiming's consciousness is in this void, as if tens of millions of years have passed, and it seems to be just a second.

For a moment, the nothingness finally changed - Lu Qiming saw a grain of sand.

From then on, there was "existence" in "nothingness".

Another grain of sand, another grain of sand - there are countless grains of sand condensed and flying, like phantoms of wind and dust.

Suddenly, two grains of sand collided together.

The chain reaction is general, and those scattered sand and dust quickly gather together, condensing into the hilt, body, and blade of the sword!

There is a sword, which is born from "nothing", and it comes from "nothing".

Wherever the sword went, everything suddenly took on a color—as red as fire, as green as a tree, and as white as a cloud...... The sword brought color, and color fed back to the sword—and gradually, the sword became sharper and sharper, and the color became outlined.

Lu Qiming watched all this quietly, and he was deeply shocked and moved in his heart - this is the power of "creation", this is clearly a miracle!

Excalibur was about to be born, the world was about to take shape - but the next moment, the space froze - and a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in the sky!

It is a pair of soft and beautiful eyes, and there can never be a more beautiful existence in heaven and earth. However, when it looked at the sword, it shattered and turned into smoke and dust, and when it looked at the world that was close to taking shape, the world suddenly collapsed and fell back into nothingness.

Then, those eyes looked at Lu Qiming.

......

Lu Qiming had already understood what he was going through—what he saw was not the reality—because he had entered the legendary state of "epiphany" that could not be found, and by chance, he retraced the complete deduction process when Han Bingkun created the sword technique.

However, he did not have time to be excited and rejoice at this moment, he only felt the deepest chill - those eyes were not illusions!

The strong sense of fatality in the darkness shocked Lu Qiming's heart, and he knew very clearly at this moment - he must not be seen by it!

Those eyes turned to Lu Qiming's location, and looked at it repeatedly for a long time - Lu Qiming obviously had nowhere to hide, but those eyes didn't really find Lu Qiming. It lingered in the space around Lu Qiming for a long time, and finally closed it unwillingly.

Lu Qiming's mind flickered, and when he opened his eyes again, the sword, the world, and his eyes were all gone, and he was still sitting peacefully on the third floor of the silent cave mansion. He let out a long breath before realizing that the cold sweat had soaked through the hem of his clothes.

Lu Qiming stood up and looked silently but solemnly at the stone wall full of carvings.

After a long time, he raised the Nian Ci knife with both hands.

......

On the second floor of the cave, a young girl sat cross-legged. Her hands were sealed, her expression was calm, and she was obviously cultivating. And looking at her breath, she is already a martial artist!

Song Ping'an felt that his cultivation had been completely stabilized in the martial arts, and slowly reaped the benefits. And as soon as she scattered the handprint, she immediately opened her eyes, and her eyes seemed to bloom with endless brilliance. The complex emotions in her heart could no longer be described in words, and she couldn't help but laugh, and her eyes were red with laughter.

Song Ping'an's heart was moved, sentimental, and grateful, and finally turned into a soft sigh for a long time. She looked up at the "Bingkun Da-Fa" engraved on the stone wall, but her mind drifted to the small mountain village in the distance, and she muttered: "Dad, mother, Ping An can really go to the Zhongzhou Martial Academy!"

Song Ping'an knew that the moment she was promoted to the martial arts at the age of sixteen, she already had the qualifications to be admitted to the Zhongzhou Martial Academy!

However, just as she was thinking about an infinitely better future, a loud bang suddenly exploded in her ears, and then the cave shook violently!

Song Ping'an Huo Ran stood up and saw the indestructible stone wall above the opposite side, which burst open, and in the splashing of stone chips, there was a faint flash of knife light!

Song Ping'an hurriedly ran up to the third floor, and saw Lu Qiming standing, his hands still holding the knife, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was reminiscing about some kind of subtlety.

She looked at the third layer of the mess, and gasped, but she didn't dare to ask-Lu Qiming at this time, there was an aura around her that she couldn't describe, which made her inexplicably awe-inspired, and even a little afraid.

Fortunately, as he opened his eyes, he changed back to the Lu Qiming she was familiar with.

Lu Qiming smiled at her comfortingly, looking at the chaotic carvings on the mountain wall, a little happy and a little emotional. He whispered, "Just call it the 'Lifeless Sword'." ”

"Lifeless Sword?" Song Ping'an stared at the knife in his hand and said curiously.

"It's the sword trick carved here by the seniors. Lu Qiming replied.

"Where is the sword technique?" Song Ping'an looked around, but still didn't find it. Her heart suddenly moved, and she had a bold guess. Her expression instantly became strange, staring at the stone wall and said uncertainly: "What you said, it can't be these random carvings......, right?"

Lu Qiming nodded.

Song Ping'an's eyes widened and he pointed at the stone wall, and asked incomprehensibly, "You mean, you can see the sword technique from these ghost-drawn nicks?!"

Lu Qiming nodded.

Song Ping'an took a deep breath, looked at the carving seriously for a long time, pointed to an uneven cut and asked, "Then, what does this mean?"

In the realm of epiphany, Lu Qiming even reproduced the scene deduced by Han Bingkun, and naturally his heart was clear and he no longer had the slightest incomprehension. Without thinking, he said: "This is one of the variations of the predecessors' use of the earth element force, first to use soft force, and then to use strength. The strength comes first, the sharpness is incomparable, and the soft force is endless, and there is the use of 'blocking'. ”

Song Ping'an listened blankly, and then stared blankly at the nick - no matter how she looked at it, it was just an ordinary and clumsy sword mark like the work of a street urchin.

She shook her head and pointed to the other side—a rough pattern, a dot with an arc on the outside. She asked, "What about this?"

Lu Qiming took the knife and gestured slightly, and explained: "It means that if you look down from above, the trajectory of this style of sword blade is like this." ”

Song Ping'an blinked vigorously, took a few steps forward, and then pointed at his hand casually, and asked, "What is this?"

Lu Qiming patiently replied: "This is ......"

......

After a while, Song Ping'an stood still, looked up at the dazzling stone carvings in her eyes, and then looked at the floor that was chopped by Nianci's knife, her mind was a little confused. She stared at Lu Qiming with daytime eyes, unable to speak.

She muttered, "I have to go down and ...... quietly," and the whole person floated downstairs in a trance.

Lu Qiming blinked innocently and looked at the small bronze mirror in the rubble piled up on the ground.