Lin Qi hurriedly sat cross-legged in the snowdrift and began to ponder Qingyun Zhenjun's sword frame by frame in his mind.

What else is there besides killing sword intent?

Ice, frost, snow...... Wind, thunder!

Thunder!

Lin Qi suddenly realized!

Qingyun Zhenjun's sword has a strong killing intent, but it is not as sharp and manic as hers, and it has a little more righteous and majestic momentum.

If it weren't for the killing aura that exploded the moment the sword qi fell, she wouldn't have been able to taste the killing sword intent in it at all.

Therefore, the master used the fusion of two sword intents to restrain each other's shortcomings, and the power exerted was far more powerful than the normal cast!

But Qingyun Zhenjun didn't send her to the eight-pillar Heavenly Thunder Ladder of Thunder Peak, but instead sent her to the Empty Snow Valley.

"Does this mean that the master wants me to comprehend the sword intent of the Ice Spirit Root, and then fuse it with the killing sword intent, and then the two sword intents will be launched together, and the power is far from being comparable to one plus one equals two!"

Comprehending the meaning of Qingyun Zhenjun, Lin Qi began to cultivate energetically.

She's not afraid of the cold anymore.

Sit cross-legged in the middle of the snow and let the snow rage.

Her eyes were closed, and she tried again and again to mobilize the aura in her body.

can't break through the shackles of aura, she is not in a hurry, she is not in a hurry and reciting the clear spirit recipe.

Gradually, Lin Qi's mind calmed down, his mind emptied everything, and the surroundings became silent and quiet.

Even the sound of falling snow is clearly visible.

The snow fell in the sky, and the ground was vast, and the ice was covered with snow, and it was as rugged as the mountains fell and fell.

Between heaven and earth, only this smear of whiteness remains.

Seeing this, Yuan Xi suddenly had the interest to practice swords.

She held a long sword, her swordsmanship was elegant and sharp, her aura was running smoothly, and the long sword swept in a circle, sweeping the snow.

Lin Qi, who was meditating, gradually painted a picture of Yuan Xi dancing the sword in his mind.

Time passed little by little, and Lin Qi failed to break through the seal again, but she finally felt the aura in the dantian!

It only takes a few more days for her to break through the seal and absorb the killing sword intent in her body!

When Lin Qi opened her eyes, the snow in the sky had stopped, and Senior Sister Yuanxi was looking at her with a sword and a smile.

Lin Qi told Senior Sister Yuanxi about her experience, and Senior Sister Yuanxi reminded her: "Xiaoqi, you are too anxious. ”

"Since you have seen the sword intent of the master, have you ever thought about it, if you have not comprehended the second sword intent when you break through the dantian seal?"

At that time, only the killing sword intent exists, isn't it against the original intention of the Qingyun True Monarch?

Lin Qi opened his mouth and didn't know how to refute for a while.

"I really seem to have forgotten to give the two sword intents time to fuse......"

Yuan Xi said bitterly: "The master left you in the empty snow valley to sharpen your ability and temperament, but you took it as a challenge, and only thought about reaching the goal and left, you need to know...... Haste makes waste. ”

Lin Qi was mentioned, and couldn't help but look back on her mental journey, and had to admit that she was indeed a little anxious for quick success.

In the past, because there was a sword hanging above her head, she could die at any time, and she had to cultivate frantically.

Now this sense of urgency is gradually numb, and the satisfaction after the rapid growth of her accustomed cultivation gradually only wants to improve her cultivation......

"Senior sister, I know!" Lin Qi nodded with a serious expression.

When Yuan Xi saw her appearance, he knew that Lin Qi was already slowly adjusting his mentality.

The heart I was carrying was finally let go.

After the snow, it's frost.

At first, Lin Qi was relatively calm, feeling that there was no difference between the condensation frost and the mortal condensation cream, and she could completely resist it with her physique.

Who knew that it had only been a quarter of an hour, and she had blushed from the cold.

A white frost mist rose from the air, shrouded overhead like a cloud.

The coldest cold air was all condensed in the middle, and when he exhaled, there was a click, and a piece of frost instantly condensed in the air.

At first glance, it looks like she's swallowing clouds.

The rime flowers on the trees are graceful and crystal clear, and they shine in the sunlight.

The fluorescence is dazzling, reckless, and the weather is myriad.

In the midst of the beautiful scene, there is a deadly crisis everywhere.

The mist surged, churning like clouds, and the static rime flowers flew out like scattered flowers of the heavenly maidens.

Lin Qi's eyes widened in shock, and the wooden sword in his hand was wielded only an afterimage, which could be compared to the shattered oncoming ice needle.

The ground was steaming with a chill that covered her legs.

Without moving for a few breaths, Lin Qi's legs were covered with a thin layer of ice, and he was frozen in place and unable to move.

She could clearly feel the chill spreading along her feet, and in an instant, her whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

The hand holding the sword was also frozen, and the reaction was half a beat slower, and it was stabbed into a hedgehog by the ice needle.

Fortunately, she has been quenched many times and has a strong physique, so she was scraped with a layer of bloody skin.

Lin Qi grinned in pain, she was numb from the cold, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

Ice Spirit Root Monk is really not good!

An hour later, the air was covered with fine frost.

As far as the eye can see, it is white, and the range of vision that can be seen is less than half a meter.

Lin Qi stood on the ground with his sword in his hand, frozen into an ice sculpture.

Senior Sister Yuanxi wanted to knock her out several times, but was stopped by Lin Qi.

When the mind is calm, the mind is as smooth as flowing water.

Three views in one day in the empty snow valley.

Ice, snow, and frost are all closely related to the Ice Spirit Root, and it can even be said that they are three forms of one thing, which are originally of the same origin.

Experiencing a day here is like seeing the three possibilities of the Ice Spirit Root Monk.

If she could comprehend the sword intent, it should be one of these three, or...... Three simultaneous realizations.

So what kind of sword intent does Qingyun Zhenjun want her to comprehend?

What kind of sword intent did she want to comprehend?

While thinking, Lin Qi entered a state of concentration, and his brain was extremely active.

After the frost stopped, the ice crystals on her body did not dissipate.

Lin Qi kept thinking about the scenes of falling ice, flying snow, and frost in his mind.

She smashed ice picks and swept snow, unable to resist the pervasive erosion of frost.

Ice picks fall randomly, broken ice flies sideways, and there is a unique rhythm in the disorder.

The falling snow quietly swept the heavens and the earth, raging and rampant, silent when it fell, covering everything in an instant, awe-inspiring like a king.

The air of frost is extremely cold, cold heart and cold bones, pervasive, like fog and clouds, covering the sky and blocking the sun, and becoming a world alone.

Click!

When the last piece of broken ice on his body melted, Lin Qi slowly opened his eyes.

Her eyes were clear and cold, refracting Ling Lingbo's light in the snow, and there was a hint of sharpness hidden in her inky pupils.

Lin Qi held the wooden sword in his hand, put his fingers together, swept from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and said in a deep voice: "Comprehend the sword intent, how can you not practice the sword?" ”

She was curious, what would the frost and snow in the sword look like?

With a flash of light, the wooden sword in Lin Qi's hand moved as he wished, and the Tai Chi swordsmanship slowly unleashed.

Yuan Xi took a break after practicing the sword, and saw that Lin Qi also began to practice Tai Chi swordsmanship, and couldn't help but look at it intently.

The first time, Lin Qi's Tai Chi swordsmanship was not much different from before.

The second time, her movements became much faster, and she was a little more sharp.

Third, fourth...... Tenth time.

Yuan Xi actually caught a chill in Lin Qi's sword shadow.

Writing about snow, frost and snow in the big winter, I feel so cold when I look at itΨ(●°°●)Ψ.

The first and second chapters will be released around twelve o'clock today.

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