Qin Hao meditated for two years, but he didn't know at all that he had completely fallen silent in his own world, how to thoroughly understand different powers, and how to reach the limit of martial arts.

"Whew"

After two years, Qin Hao finally woke up, exhaled a breath of turbidity, a smile appeared on his face, and looked at the white figure not far away.

"Senior, I now have several opportunities to mentor"

Qin Hao asked respectfully at the white figure, although he didn't know if this figure was a living thing, but being able to teach her this sword was worthy of Qin Hao's senior.

"Two Chances"

The white figure said stiffly, and when he looked at Qin Hao, there was still a little bit of white light that jumped a few times, but it quickly disappeared.

"Thank you"

Qin Hao heard a thank you, and then took out the demon sword behind him, still without any idea of asking for advice, Qin Hao held the demon sword in his hand and began to use it according to the route of use of the white figure.

"Bang la la"

Holding the demon sword, Qin Hao injected all the different powers, and these powers constantly had to be integrated into the annoying demon sword, and they were just right, completely fused together, not the slightest.

"Huh?"

When the white figure saw this scene, a little white light jumped again, and then let out a puzzled sound, but it quickly disappeared.

Qin Hao didn't care about the voice of the white figure and quickly waved the long sword in his hand, the long sword was like a dancing sword in Qin Hao's hand, wielding a series of good-looking sword lights that looked much better than the swordsmanship of the white figure, but it could not achieve the effect of returning to the basics.

Qin Hao didn't have any frustration in giving up, sword after sword exploration, sword after sword use, sword after sword flower appeared in Qin Hao's use, so brilliant and beautiful.

But in the end, this sword is too bright, a little less ordinary and fierce, and powerful.

"Seniors, I'll play and guide once"

Qin Hao looked at the white figure and said respectfully, Qin Hao's use of this sword is too bright after all, and it can't meet the requirements, Qin Hao frowned and said respectfully to the white figure.

"Hmm"

The white figure jumped, and a stiff sound was heard, only to see that he was holding a white long sword, and slowly used it little by little.

This sword was extremely slow in Qin Hao's eyes, and Qin Hao felt extremely fast.

Of course, this sword is not so simple, he feels very dull when he is fat, and it makes him feel very bright, and he can clearly feel the other powers.

"This"

Qin Hao's mouth opened wide in shock when he saw this sword, he didn't feel that this sword had changed like this at all.

Qin Hao was already completely intoxicated with this sword, feeling the changes of this sword as if he was fascinated, and he was enchanted.

After the white figure finished using the sword, Qin Haodou hadn't come over anyway, and the white figure had not disturbed Qin Hao, so let Qin Hao feel and comprehend it himself.

Because if you want to create your own swordsmanship, you need to talk about your own understanding, your own artistic conception, and your own spirit and spirit are all integrated into it to be regarded as a real creation of swordsmanship?

If these are not achieved, at most you can only imitate it, after all, the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual, and if you want to become strong, you need to rely on personal efforts to become a real strong fight

"Sword intent, demon intent, and spirit have to be completely fused"

Qin Hao muttered softly while comprehending what was in his mouth, completely enchanted.

This station is half a year, this station Qin Hao is completely enchanted, Qin Hao is completely caught in this sword, he is intoxicated, and he can't extricate himself at all.

In the sea of knowledge, he is constantly trying to use this sword, the fusion of extremely slow and extremely fast, the fusion of brilliance and calm.