Lin Bufei's sincere and warm eyes were three points brighter than the newborn morning sun in a trance.

Ming Xuechuan was slightly stunned: "This kind of sword intent is rare. ”

"Normally, the sword master kills."

"Even if you are a person in the righteous path, the sword intent is mostly related to killing and conquest."

"It's strange to you that you actually came up with such a contrary sword intent."

Lin Bufei scratched his head: "Isn't this good?" ”

Ming Xuechuan shook his head: "No, it's good. ”

She looked at the stone that had split in two.

"From now on, you can be considered to have entered the kendo."

"However, the sword intent still needs to be polished and consolidated from time to time, and it cannot be easily shaken."

"I see that your sword intent is in good harmony with the Yin Sword, and it must be able to provide a lot of help."

"However, since your kendo is not related to attacking, when you fight with others in the future, you will inevitably fall behind, and you will need to keep improving."

Lin Buzhen sighed a little ashamedly, no wonder he worked so hard to split a stone, it turned out that the sword intent he came up with was completely powerless!

Miss Ming must be a little disappointed in her heart......

But she was still comforting me, although she looked cold, but in fact she was quite gentle, she was so nice!

Lin Buzhen regained some strength, struggled to get up, and said curiously:

"Miss Ming, what is your sword intent?"

Ming Xuechuan lowered his eyes and said coldly:

"It doesn't matter what it used to be, from the moment I returned, my sword was only for one thing."

Well, needless to say, he also knew that he must have killed the demon......

As soon as the morning breeze blew, the sweat on Lin Bufei's body was cold and uncomfortable.

He shuddered, and hurriedly said, "Miss Ming, I'll go fetch water and wash up first." ”

Wait for Lin to take clean clothes and leave.

Ming Xuechuan turned his head and looked at the forest next to him.

The forest was behind the rocks, and after a while, several of the trees broke off and fell to the side!

On closer inspection, the broken trunks of the trees are so smooth that they are flush with the stones where they parted them!

Obviously, this is also the power of Lin Bufei's sword just now......

And the distance between the two is dozens of feet away!

And that's not all.

Ming Xuechuan waved his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly rose on the ground.

"Hoo ......"

The sky was full of grass clippings that were blown up.

All of them were blades of grass that had been cut off in an instant, and every inch of the land was swept from around the stone to the woods!

At this moment, the grass on the ground is all shaved neatly flat......

The faint sound of insects has long since stopped.

The little insects were all lying on the ground under the grass and shivering, not daring to move at all.

Ming Xuechuan frowned, and with a handshake, those grass clippings suddenly turned into fly ash and fell to the ground.

And the trees and stones were also returned to their original positions, forcibly fixed.

I couldn't look at the messy girl, and my brows relaxed.

She remembered Lin Bufake's sword just now, and muttered with some hesitation:

"The power of this sword is really not superior, and it can even be said to be lackluster."

"But in the Qi Refining Period, it should be considered good?"

The sword intent and swordsmanship that Ming Xuechuan had seen were the top in the entire Zhongtian.

She knew many top-level sword cultivators, and she had a deep memory of their superb swordsmanship.

Lin Buqiao couldn't even compare to the worst among them, but considering the gap in the cultivation realm, Ming Xuechuan automatically lowered the standard.

But this is actually quite unimaginable for her.

Because Meiyuki River is a natural foundation building period!

She has completed the foundation building since her mother's womb, and as soon as she cultivates, she will become a perfect golden pill by herself!

It can be said that she has no understanding of the Qi refining period and the foundation building period at all......

It's a bit difficult for her to imagine what kind of level a realm she has never experienced at all.

However, among the standards lowered by Ming Xuechuan, Lin Bujiao has already met her entry requirements, so it is not satisfactory.

Ming Yukikawa looked down the mountain and narrowed his eyes.

"A silver lining...... But this vitality was born in the killing machine. ”

"So what does this vitality mean to him?"

Master once told her that the sword intent is the meaning of the sword to people, and the original heart of people to the sword.

But any sword cultivator, from his sword intent, can get a glimpse of what others think.

However, Lin's fake sword intent made her a little incomprehensible.

Is this glimmer of life for others, or for yourself?

Ming Xuechuan has seen the sword intent of vowing not to kill, and he has seen the sword intent born for protection, these are all sword intent with life as the main body, but Lin Buzhen only wants to leave a glimmer of life.

It's hard to seem a little paranoid......

She didn't think that the kindness shown by a person whose first reaction after seeing her fall was to save people would be fake.

What's more, the other party's father-in-law is still a well-known gatekeeper of the Taoist sect.

But she doesn't want any variables in the future that she can't control.

"Let's wait and see."

Ming Xuechuan stretched out his hand, and his divine sense condensed a small white butterfly.

Circled around her a few times and flew away.

……

"Whoa!"

Lin Bufei picked up a puff of water and splashed it on his face, and suddenly sobered up a lot.

A night of preoccupied sword practice made him physically and mentally exhausted.

At this moment, I felt deeply tired.

However, the three drops of essence blood that were originally immortal had exerted their original effect at this moment.

The instinctive luck just now almost healed his injuries and fatigue.

Even the cultivation was approaching the peak of the fourth layer of qi refining, and he was almost able to break through the fifth layer.

At the moment, my head is still a little dizzy.

It was as if the sword had sucked all his spirit away.

Lin lamented without pretense.

"I'm still too weak, I'm going to die with a sword."

"If you really fight with people in the future, isn't that a dead end?"

He had already changed into a set of Changchun Sect ordinary disciple robes with white background leaf patterns.

The long black hair was simply tied up with both hands, and the young man's face was still stained with water.

Slip down your brow bone and wet a few strands of forehead hair.

Because the true qi in his body was empty, he couldn't even cast the dust purification spell, so he could only wash his clothes and take them back to dry.

"Miss Ming, I'll go to morning class first."

"If there is anything, you can call me with this jade slip."

Lin Bufei handed over the jade slip in his hand.

"This is what my stepfather left behind, and he has a lot of his own, and I don't usually need it."

Ming Xuechuan glanced at the inconspicuous little butterfly on his shoulder, nodded and took it.

She looked up at Lin Bufei, followed the example of her master, and said solemnly:

"Be serious in your morning class."

She even wanted to pat Lin Bufei's head, but with the height difference between the two, she was afraid that she would have to tiptoe......

The girl frowned, thinking that this would not work, it looked very unmajestic.

Lin Bufei's face was strange, and she looked so petite at close range.

But why did he feel a hint of ...... Kind?

The morning class of Changchun Gate is attended by all the disciples of each peak.

Whether it is a true disciple or an ordinary disciple, the daily cultivation must start with the morning class, and there are also supervising elders to check the actual situation of each peak.

And the content of the morning class is actually that all the disciples are gathered in front of the main hall of the sect.

Recite the rules of the sect, and then meditate for half an hour.

Lin Buqiao got up early today, and when he arrived at the square in front of the main hall, there were not many people around.

He found a secluded corner and sat down, wanting to calm down and realize the sword intent just now.

"Not fake? Why are you here so early today? ”

A hoarse and ugly voice came from the side.

Lin looked up without hesitation, and saw an acquaintance and smiled: "Senior Brother Xie Bai." ”

The butterfly on his shoulder flapped its wings suddenly.

Ming Xuechuan, who was meditating on the top of the mountain, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils constricted.

Shepber?

Isn't that the name of the last head of Changchunmen?