These days are quite ordinary, but they are also very good, probably have fantasized about doing some big things, vigorous, serious, but sometimes the wind and the moon are invited, usual, peaceful, how is it not a very good thing.

Qin Ran practiced at night, and during the day he looked for Old Daoist Pu to study the classics, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a month. Nothing strange happened, no strange people came to the door, strange people and things quietly dissipated like a mirage.

At night, Qin Ran found another fallen branch and sharpened a long sword, but somehow, he had never practiced swordsmanship, let alone the so-called swordsmanship, and the only time he touched the sword was also cut by wooden strips. But at this time, he only felt the blood and qi stirring when he held the sword, but his heart was calm and without ripples, and the sword qi around his body flowed, which was natural. Holding the sword, it was as if holding everything, and the snow-white sword aura lingered, and the pride was alive. Only then did I realize that although I didn't know how to use swordsmanship and didn't know swordsmanship, all of what I had done before was sword intent and swordsmanship.

Qin Ran began to swing slowly, there were no gorgeous moves, just simple stabs, flirting, it looked like slashing with a knife, there was no order, and it had nothing to do with the sword moves, but it was such a move with a sharp sword intent, that sword intent was moving and majestic, as if it could cut everything. But this kind of sword intent has no killing intent, it only looks like a stormy wave, like a storm and clouds, and it doesn't feel the slightest threat!

This is a very strange phenomenon, such a sharp sword intent appears on such a disorderly sword, such a majestic momentum makes people feel without the slightest threat, like an ink landscape painting. But Qin Ran is such a person, he doesn't want to hurt people, he doesn't want to show his edge, he doesn't want to be different, so even if the sword intent flows, it only makes people feel gentle and gentle, which is also the uniqueness of the snow-white sword qi, as long as Qin Ran has no killing intent in his heart, the sword qi he uses is naturally like a spring breeze.

The swing was still indiscriminate, chaotic, but Qin Ran was already immersed in it, and every sword he used carried a sharp sword intent. Qin Ran's body was surrounded by snow-white sword qi, the heaven and earth qi were pulled, and the aura was thick like white mist. Qin Ran wandered and danced in this thick fog, and the wooden sword split through the thick fog and the sword marks lasted for a long time, just like the painter splashed ink on the white paper to paint a majestic landscape painting.

If someone is by your side at this moment, you can see the wind and clouds surging, like a sword opening mountains and rivers!

Qin Ran's movements became faster and faster, the white mist was surging and boiling, unfolding, expanding to the extreme and began to shrink rapidly, the wind stopped, and the white mist contracted to the point that it was almost about to explode!

Qin Ran suddenly stopped, and instantly went from extremely fast to extremely quiet. Qin Ran carried the wooden sword, closed his eyes, the white mist stretched and contracted between his breaths, Qin Ran raised the wooden sword in front of him, wiped the sword finger of his left hand and slowly opened his eyes, the white mist collapsed, and a sword slashed obliquely towards the sky.

In the night sky, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!