(Accompanying Xiao Er of the Mo Clan Inn to a courtyard, Ling Qingyan looked around and found that this courtyard was even more than three times larger than his own courtyard in the Heavenly Sword Sect!)

In the courtyard, there is a verdant lawn, flowers in bloom, and some small trees......

All this makes the whole courtyard full of vitality! Especially between the courtyards, the butterflies that are constantly flying and fluttering add a few charms to the whole courtyard.

The courtyards of Yuwen Chenglin, Ximen Wanwan and Amber are all on the left and right sides of Ling Qingyan's courtyard. This should be the arrangement of Mo Tianxing, the eldest young master of the Mo family who is in charge of this Mo Clan's inn, but in this way, it makes the communication between Ling Qingyan and the others much easier.

After Xiao Er closed the courtyard door and exited, Ling Qingyan carried the little Tibetan mastiff into the room in the courtyard and put it in the luxurious bed.

"The Mo Inn in Tianyun City is really very different from the one in Magnolia City!"

Looking at everything simple and luxurious in the room, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but sigh, but then exited the courtyard and closed the door.

Coming to the side lawn and sitting down, Ling Qingyan's left hand turned his palm, and the Netherworld Sword had already appeared in his hand. Bathed in the bright sunlight, Ling Qingyan held the Netherworld Sword in his right hand and swung a few sword flowers at random, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"In the past few days, although I haven't practiced the eighth form of the Heavenly Sword Nine Style, every night I can vaguely feel the riot of the bloody qi between the Netherworld Long Sword, and the explosive power in the riot can make me even more afraid!"

"But as soon as I submerged my spiritual consciousness in this Nether Sword, the bloody aura of the riot seemed to calm down in an instant! Like an extremely naughty child when he saw his serious parents appear in front of him!"

"All along, since every time I practice the Nine Forms of Heavenly Sword, I focus on the manipulation of consciousness, and it seems that I have somewhat neglected the role of true power!"

"...... like this"

"No! No!"

Sitting on the lawn, Ling Qingyan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, shook his head and nodded from time to time.

The sword flowers dancing with the Netherworld Long Sword in his right hand became faster and faster, and finally Ling Qingyan's right hand even faintly appeared with cyan true power, mixed with the complicated sword flowers constantly turning......

Time passes quietly.

When the evening sunset hung on the edge of the sky, the sky gradually became dark, but Ling Qingyan, who was sitting on the lawn of the courtyard, did not seem to feel the change in the sky, and the bright cyan sword light in his hand was still awe-inspiring.

Half an hour later, Xiao Er knocked on the door with dinner, then entered the courtyard and put down dinner until he withdrew...... All this, Ling Qingyan, who was in a strange state, did not know about it.

Laugh at!

Night had completely fallen, and although the courtyard where Ling Qingyan was was had not lit up with candlelight, it was very bright! All of this was due to the brilliant swirling cyan sword light on the Netherworld Sword in his hand.

I don't know when, Ling Qingyan had already stood up from the lawn, it could be that the Netherworld Long Sword with his eyes closed and the cyan true power flashing in his hand kept swinging out of his hand, completely different trajectories, but at this time, it seemed to be radiating a different demeanor, and the sword was shining.

The night seemed to be getting darker and darker, but Ling Qingyan had no sign of stopping at all, still stepping on the Nine Palaces footwork recorded in the Nine Styles of the Heavenly Sword, constantly shuttling through the courtyard, the Netherworld Long Sword Sword in his hand kept changing, the first style, the second style, the third style of the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles......

Styles one to seven, in Ling Qingyan's hands, I don't know how many times he repeated it, but he seemed to have no idea that he was tired, and he was already enjoying it.

I don't know how long it took, but the moon seemed to be getting brighter and brighter in the sky.

Suddenly-

"Whew!"

A slight sound of breaking the air came from the sky and reached Ling Qingyan's ears.

As if the statue of Heng Gu with his eyes closed and his eyes stained with the dust of time opened, Ling Qingyan's sharp eyes under his eyelids flashed brightly, staring closely at the meteors that flashed by in the sky.

The meteor swept up from the edge of the sky, crossed an extremely perfect arc, and gradually fell to the other side of the sky, disappearing.

"Meteor ......"

The sound like a dream came from the mouth of Ling Qingyan, who was in a demented state, and Ling Qingyan's originally bright eyes became dull in an instant.

"Meteors, fleeting, ephemeral and poignant. Then, that brilliant trajectory was ......"

Ling Qingyan muttered to himself, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, as if he had understood something! The essence of his eyes skyrocketed, and the Netherworld Sword on Ling Qingyan's right hand, which had already converged his true power, suddenly swelled out, making the originally dark night look extremely shiny.

Call!

The corners of his mouth crossed a strange arc, and a smile flashed on Ling Qingyan's face, and then he became solemn. At the same time, the Netherworld Long Sword in Ling Qingyan's hand that shone with a brilliant green glow began to spin, turning into an endless whirlpool in circles, flashing with a strange green glow.

"The trajectory of a meteor ......"

"Trajectory, Nature...... Naturally, it is possible to achieve such a state of perfection. ”

"My True Strength, the Trajectory of Inheritance......"

The slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the Netherworld Long Sword between Ling Qingyan's right hand had already come out of his hand, and swept directly into the endless pitch-black night sky, like a meteor across the black night sky, bright and dazzling.

Laugh at!

The brilliant cyan sword light vortex, like a dark starry sky, suddenly burst out of cyan candlelight, directly bursting into the distance.

However, after this vortex burst out for about twenty meters, as Ling Qingyan's face moved slightly, the cyan sword light vortex suddenly seemed to be controlled, directly crossing a trajectory of more than ninety degrees, and breaking through the air again to the right.

At this moment, Ling Qingyan's steps shifted slightly, and at the same time, the thick cyan true power emitted from his right hand changed slightly.

Laugh at!

The cyan sword light vortex that Ling Qingyan unleashed, as if it was being pulled by a long line, once again crossed an extremely curved trajectory, and swept towards Ling Qingyan's left hand, mixed with the sound of the "whirring" wind, and broke through the air again violently-

Seeing that the cyan sword light formed by the vortex was about to fly out of control again, Ling Qingyan's footsteps moved slightly, his body seemed to carry endless suction, and the cyan sword light vortex in the distance directly turned around and broke through the air, and swept towards Ling Qingyan's side.

"Whew!"

The right hand mixed with strong true power directly stretched out, catching the cyan sword light vortex that came back, and Ling Qingyan couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

Looking at the Netherworld Long Sword that had recovered in his hand and flashed with a cyan sword light, Ling Qingyan's face couldn't suppress his excitement at this time, and at the same time, his voice was also a little trembling:

"Finally, I have finally completely mastered the eighth of the nine Heavenly Sword Styles, the 'No Sword Style'!"

For more than a year, the inadmissibility of the Heavenly Sword Nine Styles has always been a knot in Ling Qingyan's heart, and it has always troubled Ling Qingyan.

Now, after nearly twelve hours of contemplation and comprehension, and through the inspiration of Ling Qingyan from the previous meteor trajectory that flashed by the skyline, Ling Qingyan broke through the previous confusion in one fell swoop, broke through the bottleneck, and completely mastered the eighth form of the Nine Heavenly Sword Forms!

At this point, there is no sword style, and it is completely mastered.