Dao Guo self-transformed, from a natural swordsman, to a Tongshen sword body.

It was a kind of transformation qi that runs through the whole body from the bottom up.

His body seemed to have become the carrier of sword qi, allowing the sword qi to start from the soles of his feet and go upstream, flesh and blood, spirit bones, meridians, dantian, inner dan, and sword furnace......

The five internal organs, the limbs and hundreds of remains, seem to have undergone a metamorphosis at this moment, and they are intertwined and connected into one!

The sword qi came out of An Le's body naturally, like an ancient chime ringing.

In the dark, An Le seemed to hear a lot of sounds, and there seemed to be countless sword groans resounding in the heavens and the earth, and he could hear the emotions that burst out of each sword in the sword chanting.

A sword qi rushed into the sky, penetrating the clouds in the sky, forming a circle-like wave of sword qi.

The ancient bells, accompanied by the roar of three intertwined sword chants.

Like the top of a lonely and sharp mountain, a hanging ancient bell was struck three times by an ancient swordsman wearing a hat.

Every time it sounded, it seemed to bring about an extraordinary transformation for this swordsman.

Cleansed the heart, washed the flesh and blood, washed the soul!

The sentient beings were incomparably far away, accompanied by the chanting of the sword, and it seemed that the sword of every kendo practitioner was trembling involuntarily.

The sound spread, coming out of the Jianchi Lake, like a spring breeze, accompanied by the endless drizzle of rain falling from the sky, sprinkled to every corner of Jinguan City.

Let every person in Jinguan City, who was wearing a sword, be immersed in this sound, and the swords on their waists seemed to be accompanied by a sword groan.

In the middle of the lawn with hurried greenery, An Le stepped on the bluestone and stood in place.

Zhao Huangting and Su Mu looked at each other in disbelief, even Zhao Huangting, who had great expectations for An Le, could not hide the shock in his heart at this moment.

He didn't have the slightest doubt that An Le would be able to ring the sword bell.

The bell is sure to ring, and being able to inherit Qingshan, and even watch Qingshan within Qingshan, is enough to show that An Le's talent in kendo is beyond doubt.

However, Zhao Huangting actually doesn't have a definite concept of how high this talent is, but it is certainly not low, An Le has been in contact with the cultivation since now, it is too short, and in such a short period of time, Zhao Huangting can't see An Le's specific kendo talent.

Because, An Le's cultivation talent is also not weak, refining the gods and forging the body are all good.

But today, it really shocked him, after all, An Le didn't even get close to the sword bell, so he caused the sword bell to hang in the air on the stone platform, making three sounds!

This is not to say that it is him, even Su Musha, a native of the Sword Pond Lake Palace Master, has never seen it.

This Sword Pond Palace seemed to have completely woken up at this moment.

Wave after wave of sword qi rose from the Jinguan City and from the Sword Pool Palace.

Countless drizzles were cut by the sword qi, but I saw one sword weapon after another rushing into the sky, and the sword cultivators of the Sword Pool Palace in green clothes, carrying their hands and stepping on the sword weapons, seemed to be peerless sword immortals, coming together.

The sound of air waves whistling across the sky seemed to break the silence of the ancient city at once.

And those who were on the sword-casting furnace, beating the sword embryo with the help of the sword pool palace immortal fire, and casting the sword, also stopped their movements and walked out of the sword-casting house one by one.

Most of these masters were shirtless, their hair was a little dry from their years of dealing with the Earth Immortal Fire, and they walked out of the room, leaning against the door, all of them closing their eyes.

Listen to the sound of the sword chanting bell that lingers in the entire Jinguan City.

They could hear the difference in the bell, and as swordsmiths, they could feel the emotions contained in the chant of the sword.

"Incredible...... The sound of this sword bell is not from the external force striking the sword bell, but from the inside of the sword bell, from the inside to the outside of the tremor, the sound of the sword bell, the sound of the sword bell, rich, excited, happy...... Every emotion is very different. ”

"It's not a human ringing, it's the sound of a sword bell ringing by itself......"

"This sword edge is wonderful."

……

The swordsmiths closed their eyes one by one, listening to this once-in-a-lifetime bell that sounded spontaneously from inside the sword bell, and many swordsmiths even had a clear understanding in their hearts, and had new ideas and feelings about the embryo that the sword furnace was burning.

"This kind of vision was only when the old palace master set foot in the land fairyland...... Fang just appeared, that time, the sword bell rang nine times, the sky fell with a thousand rays of light, the sword qi was rainbow, and some immortals walked out from behind the gate of heaven, knocking on the sword and playing the fairy song and congratulated. ”

"Although there are only three rings of the sword bell today, it is already extraordinary, and the countless ancient swords and countless dead sword souls cast in the sword bell seem to be revived at this moment......

In a sword-forging house in the deepest part of the Sword Pond Palace.

An extremely old man walked out slowly, the old man's white hair was pale and dry, each white hair was like a silver-white sword wire, his eyes were full of turbidity, and his face was full of dark spots left by the years.

"Intercept Liu, go and see, who caused the sword mound to resonate...... The natural fate between such characters and the sword is the luck of the Sword Pond Palace, and it may be ...... The extreme sword in the sword-casting furnace has a chance to become a sword. ”

The old man muttered.

Beside him, there was also a shirtless middle-aged man, who couldn't help but be solemn when he heard this.

I can't help but clench my fists respectfully.

Then he stepped out, opened his mouth and spit out sword qi, and his body lingered around the sword qi, and swept towards Jianchi Lake.

……

……

In front of the jade tablet archway outside the Jianchi Palace.

Dressed in a Confucian shirt and holding an oil-paper umbrella, King Jiangling, who was standing quietly in the drizzle, raised his head, his eyes were condensed, and he looked at the many sword weapons that passed over the Sword Pond Palace, as well as the cultivators sitting upright on the sword weapons, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

The drizzle falling on the umbrella surface seems to contain the sharp sword energy that wants to cut the umbrella surface.

The second prince and Li Qingchuan, the veteran of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, followed him, and the three of them walked together, listening to the three bells ringing like a giant whale whispering.

"Did anyone ring the sword bell?"

The second prince, Zhao Pei, asked suspiciously: "Could it be that An Le, who wore the green mountain, entered the Sword Pool Palace and rang the sword bell only three times?" ”

However, Li Zhenren and King Jiangling of the Heavenly Master's Mansion shook their heads, their expressions were strange.

"Lao Dao has been ringing the bell in the Heavenly Master's Mansion for decades, but he can also distinguish a little, these three sounds are not the sound of the bell bursting from the impact of external forces on the clock face, but more like the sound of the bell vibrating from the inside."

Li Zhenren's tone was a little incredulous, as well as complicated exclamations.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the second prince, and then he returned to calm: "I remember that the sword pool palace rang the sword bell to find the edge of the sword, and it was judged according to the number of bells. ”

"I can ring the sword bell but less than three times, because of fate."

"Ring the sword bell for nine rings, it is very fateful, and the sword pool palace can cast a sword for it, and the rank of three grades."

"The sword bell oscillates up to eighteen rings, which is extremely fateful, and the Sword Pool Palace can cast a second-grade sword for it."

"My old imperial uncle, in front of Jianchi Lake back then, wore that tattered bamboo sword, and rang the sword bell with one hand for eighteen rings, just to get the green mountains to open the edge, which provoked the old sword saint to open his eyes that had been sealed for a hundred years and cast his gaze."

"At this moment, there are only three rings...... But it doesn't matter whether it's inside or outside the bell, it's nothing. ”

The second prince said softly.

King Jiangling glanced at the second prince, and a smile appeared on his elegant and somewhat bewitching face.

"With your self-confidence alone, between Zhao Shenyan and you, I will choose you."

King Gangneung said, but he couldn't hear whether it was ridicule or admiration in his words.

The second prince, Zhao Pei, smiled disapprovingly, raised his hand and stroked the golden sand on his eyebrows.

"Li Zhenren, although the Heavenly Master's Mansion is a Dao Gate, it also has a sword inheritance, if I use the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to ring the sword bell...... Do you think you can break eighteen rings? ”

The second prince asked softly.

The jade tablet archway in front of the Jianchi Palace was quiet, only the drizzle was scattered, and the bluestone made a slight sound.

Li Qingchuan, the Taoist of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, heard the words, and continued to smile embarrassedly: "The Purple Qi Golden Lotus is a strange thing condensed by the Qi Luck of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and it should not be difficult to ring the bell, but it is broken eighteen rings...... The poor road is really unpredictable. ”

These frank words made the second prince's eyes show excitement.

The corners of King Gangneung's lips also hung a smile of interest.

The three of them stepped forward, broke through the drizzle, and walked into it.

……

……

The movements of all parties in Jianchi Lake naturally provoked Su Musha to wake up from his shocking reaction.

She turned her head to look at An Le, her eyes were bright, and then he looked at Zhao Huangting again, and the tenderness in her eyes was like water.

"Xianggong, I believe you!"

When Zhao Huangting heard this, he stroked his beard and smiled, although he was also shocked, but at this time, he naturally had to show a calm appearance.

"You have to trust your eyes with me."

Zhao Huangting's words were flat, but his tone was a little proud.

Su Musha pursed his lips and smiled, looking at the figure that stepped on the sword weapon one by one, or rode the sword light to smear, raised his hand and made a slight move.

Most of the sword cultivators never came closer, just sat upright on their sword weapons and watched from a distance.

But there are exceptions.

For example, the middle-aged man who had been ordered by order from the old swordsmith's side fell beside everyone, and his eyes fell on An Le's body for the first time.

I can confirm in my heart that it is this son who provokes such a miracle as the sword bell ringing three times.

"Yo, isn't this Lao Wan?"

"Long time no see."

When Zhao Huangting saw the visitor, he couldn't help but smile and say hello.

The middle-aged man's face stiffened, and he glanced at Zhao Huangting coldly, as if he was surprised why this extremely annoying guy had come again.

"Wan Juliu, you have been learning sword casting from Master Wang for so many years, but you have made some famous names? Have you come up with a famous sword weapon for the old man to see? ”

Zhao Huangting had already seen it and knew the temperament of this comer.

"Who is this boy?"

The middle-aged man asked shirtless, looking at An Le, his eyes shining.

"Don't you see the green hill around his waist? The old man gave him Qingshan, which is the old man's New Year's friend. Zhao Huangting said with a smile.

Wan Jieliu ignored Zhao Huangting, stared at An Le, and looked carefully, as if looking at a perfect sword embryo, and his eyes gradually became a little hot.

"He hadn't rang the bell yet, and the teacher was expecting him to make a few sounds, so he asked me to take a look."

Wan Juliu said.

Zhao Huangting and Su Mushu were the same, but they didn't expect that before An Le rang the bell, he would attract the attention of the old swordsmith who was in the Sword Pool Palace, second only to the old sword saint.

At this moment, the happiness is gradually recovering from the state of self-transformation of the Dao fruit.

Because the [Natural Swordsman] Dao Fruit was constantly trembling, An Le couldn't help but make up his mind and began to bless the years of qi and let the Dao Fruit transform itself.

He sacrificed a wisp of the golden age qi he had just gained and the original [Broken Sword] Dao Fruit.

However, the luster of the first ray of golden age is not very golden, and I have not observed it, so I am not distressed when I sacrifice in peace.

As for the sacrifice of the [Broken Sword] Dao Fruit, An Le is even less distressed, although the Broken Sword is not very good, but now, he has already mastered the essence of the Broken Sword, even if there is no Dao Fruit, he can still perform it perfectly.

This kind of swordsmanship-type Dao Fruit, for him who has the [Ancient Wizard] and [Innate Swordsman] Dao Fruit, may be good at first, but it will slowly become chicken.

[Tongshen Sword Body] Dao Fruit, what has changed is An Le's physique, and even his attitude towards the sword.

If the innate swordsman Dao Guo is to increase An Le's perception of the sword, then the appearance of the Tongshen Sword Body is equivalent to turning An Le into a magnet, and the sword will have a great attraction to him.

The former is man against sword, and the latter is sword against man.

That's a kind of identity reversal!

Even, at this moment, An Le's comprehension of the sword suddenly jumped to a new realm.

Bamboo branches, herbs and young people You, the three swords of Zhao Huangting's word cards, he has a new understanding.

The sword furnace in the center of the eyebrows was sonorous, and the perception of the sword waterfall diagram became clearer and clearer, and even the future sword qi visualization map of the green mountain that was blurred with a thick fog became clear.

The future sword qi left by the Holy Master was vaguely glimpsed by him.

It's like a leap to the level of kendo comprehension.

The green mountain and the ink pool on his waist are getting closer and closer to An Le, and An Le can even feel the real emotions in the two swords as if his heart is beating.

Through the sword body, the sword can pass through the gods.

Su Musha once raised three thousand swords, and An Le felt the emotional transformation between each sword and Su Musha.

And now, An Le can also feel the emotions of the sword.

The meaning of the sword god, maybe that's it.

Of course, today's peace and happiness are still a little short of the realm of the real sword god, but with the sword body of the god, it is no longer a problem to become a sword god.

An Le opened his eyes, and the sword qi between heaven and earth suddenly dispersed and returned to his body.

The sword bell rang three times, as if it had completed the welcoming ceremony, and fell back to the stone platform, shaking off the dust, and everything returned to peace.

The breeze came slowly on the Sword Pond Lake, carrying the still cold water vapor and sword qi.

The people around the sword bell were brewing the mood of ringing the bell, but at this moment, they were a little confused and confused, and they didn't seem to understand why the sword bell suddenly came like this.

Of course, not everyone is unaware of why.

Lu Ziwei, the blue-clothed woman on the Dali National Star List, thought of something, turned her head to look in the direction of An Le, her eyes flickering.

In addition, there was also a man wearing the green clothes of the disciple of the Sword Pool Palace, who turned his head and saw that there was a sword aura on his body, as if he could not suppress the ups and downs of his heart.

"An Le, the three of you can go to the shore of Jianchi Lake, don't be in a hurry to ring the bell first, sit around the stone platform, and brew the mood of ringing the bell."

"Ringing every sword bell is of great significance, combing one's own cultivation, and understanding one's own swordsmanship, all of which are beneficial, but the bell needs to be coherent and cannot be stopped, so it is very important to brew a good mood and ring the bell in one go."

Zhao Huangting looked at An Le, Lin Qingyin and Lin Chaifeng.

Of course, it was mainly said to An Le, Lin Qingyin and Lin Chaifeng...... It's just to make up the numbers.

Lin Qingyin, this girl is very civil, she is not good at using swords, and she doesn't even like to fight.

And Lin Chaifeng didn't have a burning stick on his waist, so he was naturally not interested in the sword.

Zhao Huangting didn't expect them to ring the sword bell, but he was full of expectations for An Le.

Before he got close, the sword bell rang by itself, so if he really started ringing the bell, would he be able to get close to the record set by the old sword saint?

An Le hugged his fists and said goodbye to Zhao Huangting, Su Musha and the shirtless man who appeared later, and the three of them walked all the way to the sword bell with the spring rain falling.

Many disciples of the Sword Pool Palace, as well as the cultivators of the Dali Kingdom Star List, all looked at the three people who came over.

Lu Ziwei, the woman in blue, stared at An Le, and on the young man's body, she felt a sharp sword aura, and the young man ...... The whole person is like a sword.

The blue sword she was wearing on her lap was involuntarily cheering at this moment because of the approach of the young man......

At this moment, everyone around the sword bell released their swords to suppress themselves, preventing the sword from rushing towards the young man and causing a humiliating laugh.

An Le found a clean place on the lawn and smiled at everyone around him, his handsome and bewitching face made many female disciples of the Sword Pool Palace blush.

The drizzle sprinkled on the white clothes, and then soaked into the clothes, bringing a little moisture.

An Le slowly closed his eyes and began to smooth out the ups and downs of the qi in his body due to the transformation into the Tongshen Sword Body.

Heaven and earth seemed to be quiet.

After the initial hustle and bustle, the surrounding people began to recuperate their breath and brew their emotions.

Although the atmosphere has become quiet, everyone knows that after the quiet, the real hustle and bustle and explosion.

The slender and white palm of the woman in blue, Lu Ziwei, gently stroked the azure long sword, her eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling the emotions stirring in the sword.

The woman got up slowly, and the blue gauze skirt fell like starlight.

As soon as she got up, she attracted the attention of too many people.

This woman with a special identity is the first on the star list of Dali Kingdom, and naturally has an amazing reputation.

Step by step, she walked to the stone platform.

It was huge, and on the surface it seemed to be a large bell made of one sword after another, as if it was haunted by the heavy breath of time, and it stood in front of her.

The woman raised her hand, and the azure blue long sword suddenly played with a sword flower in her hand, and finally held it in her hand in the direction of the hilt of the sword, and smashed it the sword bell.

On the surface of the sword bell, the invisible sword qi spread out in a ripple-like shape.

The frost grass on the meadow was blown to the side.

The woman's blue dress flew, but the sword bell finally floated up, as if the countless sword weapons cast in it collided with each other, making a dull sword bell!

On the surface of the calm Jianchi Lake, a layer of white flowers suddenly rose with the sound of the bell, swinging all the way into the distance.

The woman rang the bell of the sword, but this was only the beginning!

Even if it was Zhao Huangting, Su Musha and other strong people, their eyes fell on women.

The woman's green silk is like a waterfall, and there seems to be starlight floating and sinking between the ends of her hair.

She held the sword again with her backhand and pushed out a palm, and the sword qi exploded in the palm like a whirlpool, hitting the surface of the sword bell.

The swords inside clanged and collided, and there was another sound!

The woman's white skin seemed to tremble with the sound of the bell at this moment.

The sword qi in the body is boiling, and the mind, qi and blood are all being baptized to varying degrees.

Knock knock knock......

Bell after bell rang and exploded between heaven and earth.

On the surface of Jianchi Lake, the white waves were surging like snakes, constantly stacking away, slapping on the cliff-like shore of the lake, exploding the cold water splash carrying the sword qi.

After seventeen rings in a row, the sword bell was already levitating two inches away from the stone platform!

Boom!

However, at this point, the sword qi of the woman in blue has been exhausted, and there is no way to continue, holding the blue long sword that has returned to calm, she floated out of the stone platform, and on the grass, closed her eyes and cultivated, and the sword qi up and down her body were intertwined, sorting out the harvest.

The uproar rose and fell around the sword bell.

It was all the astonishment of the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace, after all, the seventeen rings of the sword bell were enough to overwhelm the younger generation of the Sword Pool Palace, and they were the leader.

The geniuses on the star list of Dali Country smiled excitedly, but they all felt that it was natural for a woman to do this.

Sitting on the lawn, the genius of the Sword Pond Palace dressed in green clothes also stood up.

With one step, the sword qi swung out from under his feet.

The innate qi lingered around the body, and between the opening and closing of the primordial spirit between the eyebrows, the heart seemed to be like an electric dragon galloping after the twilight clouds.

"Sword Pond Palace Lu Thirteen, knock on the sword bell today."

The man spoke.

His eyes were looking at Lu Ziwei, the woman in blue who was still closed.

Step by step on the stone platform, the sword weapon behind Lu Shisan's back came out of its sheath, and instantly soared into the sky, as if it had turned into a dragon, and slammed into the sword bell.

As the sword leader of the younger generation of Jianchi Palace, this was the first time Lu Shisan had struck the sword bell, because he had felt that the time to ring the bell was not ripe before.

The emotions he had nurtured for a long time are spurting out today.

The woman ringing the bell seventeen is also his motivation!

"W-"

The sword bell was struck without any suspense.

The sound of the exploding bell set off the white layer of waves on the Sword Pond Lake.

The sound has passed nine times, and it has not stopped.

The disciples of the Sword Pool Palace were in high spirits, but after the fifteenth ring, they could not continue.

Lu Shisan sighed, floated out of the stone platform, full of sword energy, and worked on the ground to sort out the harvest.

The bell rang fifteen, but after all, it was still two rings for the woman.

The woman in blue, Lu Ziwei, finally opened her eyes, and glanced at Lu Shisan, she could ring the bell fifteen times, but she was definitely not bad, and there were geniuses in the generation of Jianchi Palace.

However, the woman's gaze shifted for a while, and finally fell on An Le's body.

The young man who had caused the sword bell to ring before......

Lu Shisan also understood, and with the woman's gaze, it fell on An Le's body.

There is no confrontation, more of a peaceful exchange like a discussion.

Communicate with the sound of the sword bell.

Under the gaze of the two, An Le smiled, and with the help of the sound of the sword bell ringing by the two, the undulating sword qi in An Le's body had calmed down, and even the qi and blood in his body were surging, and the sword furnace in his eyebrows was sonorous.

There was no more emotion brewing, because the impatience released by the Tongshen Sword Body, the sword qi stirring in every inch of flesh and blood, made him slowly get up.

The young man's white clothes are bulging, and his sleeves are full of spring breeze.

Step by step, he climbed the stone platform where the ancient sword bell was quietly placed.

Suddenly, there was a wanton laughter.

On the bluestone road in the distance.

The three of them hurried in.

Zhao Pei, the second prince in a gorgeous suit, the golden sand in the center of his eyebrows flashed brightly, he stepped step by step, each step was across a distance of dozens of meters, just a few steps, and then he stepped into the air, and landed on the sword bell stone platform.

Zhao Pei's body was full of breath, and the golden sand in his eyebrows seemed to come to life.

"I want to ring the bell, you go down."

Zhao Pei looked at An Le and smiled.

But there is no doubt in the words.

The words fell.

The golden sand in his eyebrows suddenly burst into a brilliant golden light, like a pool of heaven, there was a golden lotus quietly blooming, and the purple qi lingered like a dragon, entangled around Zhao Pei's body.

A general trend pressed down, wanting to press An Le out of the stone platform, making An Le a joke and affecting his mood of ringing the bell.

However, at this moment, An Le, the sword qi in the body of the divine sword, was almost about to explode.

Facing the coercion of the purple qi golden lotus.

Like an enraged dragon!

Rumble!!!

The long-lost invincible momentum suddenly entrenched around An Le, opened his fangs, and roared at the blooming purple qi golden lotus.

Infinite sword qi burst out from An Letong Divine Sword's body, merging into the invincible momentum.

The invincible Tianlong flicked his tail, and swept the condensed purple qi golden lotus and the ugly second prince whose complexion changed abruptly out of the stone platform.

The invincible Heavenly Dragon fused with the sword qi that could not wait to be vented in the Tongshen Sword Body.

Slammed into the sword bell.

The sword bell hung nine inches high in an instant!

The bell and sword roar that exploded like an instant explosion rolled away in a ripple-like shape, provoking the sword pond lake, which had just regained calm, and set off a high water wave!

At the same time, on the stone platform, the young man in white began to groan softly.

"One."

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