"This is the mental method of "Loulan Chop", you take it to a good life and enlightenment, how much you can realize depends on your own creation!"

I don't know when, Liu Tiandao's right hand has an old sword technique mystical art.

"Loulan Chop"?"

Hearing this, Cheng Ping'an was shocked, this is a superior sword technique, and his martial arts skills will definitely go to the next level if he learns this sword technique!

"Is it really for me?"

At this moment, Cheng Ping'an's face was full of disbelief.

"That's still fake, if you don't have any skills, how can you protect my daughter in the future." After speaking, Liu Tiandao threw the sword technique to Cheng Ping'an, and there was not much reluctance on his face.

Seeing this, Cheng Ping'an caught "Loulan Chop", like a treasure. Holding "Loulan Chop", Cheng Ping'an suddenly felt that a knife intent kept coming, and a sense of heaviness constantly impacted his soul.

I feel that this "Loulan Chop" is tailor-made for him to become safe.

"Thank you, Master!"

put away the sword technique and mysticism, and Cheng Ping'an immediately knelt down and thanked him.

"Let's practice!"

After throwing down a sentence, Liu Tiandao suddenly disappeared in place, and only Cheng Ping'an was left alone in the secluded place.

Not long after Liu Tiandao left, Cheng Ping'an sat on the ground, took out "Loulan Chop" again, opened it and read it carefully.

I don't know when, Cheng Ping'an slowly closed his eyes.

Then there was a long silence.

Time passed unhurriedly, Cheng Ping An was like a monk sitting in meditation, sitting all night, during which he always maintained the same posture, never moved at all, always closed his eyes, his brows sometimes tightened, sometimes relaxed, sometimes confused, sometimes open, a thousand postures, no surprise.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw Cheng Ping'an's body suddenly tremble, as if he had escaped into a wonderful state.

This state is very mysterious, Cheng Ping'an suddenly felt that his soul was out of his body, and his whole body felt light and fluttering, like a leaf falling into the sea, following the waves to the end of the world, but it seemed to be wrapped by some invisible force.

This power is both weak and powerful, it seems to be close, close at hand, and it seems to be far away, out of reach!

Cheng Ping'an wanted to get rid of it more than once and withdraw, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't leave, and a feeling of powerlessness poured into his heart.

Not only that, but in the dark, that invisible force intensified, and it actually forcibly stripped his primordial spirit, making it in a state of dissociation, leaving the physical body, and floating to a space in a position.

All this made Cheng Ping'an unexpected, and when he regained his clarity, he found that his Yuan Shen stopped in an ethereal place.

When you look at it, everywhere you look, it's nothingness.

This world can't see through it, let alone see through it!

Click!

A sword light appeared, and the entire chaotic world seemed to be split into two parts by this powerful sword light at this moment, half sunny, half dark and damp.

Yin and yang?

At this moment, Cheng Ping'an's face was stunned.

Click!

Before Cheng Ping reacted, a sword appeared, the sword light was surging, and the sword shot wantonly, vowing to destroy everything.

Buzzing!

In an instant, yin and yang were exchanged and blended with each other.

Finally, the yin and yang levels balanced this sword, everything returned to calm, and dust returned to dust!

This side of the world seems to be illusory, but at this moment, Cheng Ping'an feels so real, could it be that he has escaped into some kind of cultivation state.

Just when he was full of doubts, the sword that had just disappeared appeared again

Only this time it was incomparably gentle, not as violent as before. Of course, this mildness is also relative.

This state of affairs has been going on for a long, long time.

During this period, this world was not peaceful, and every day the sword would come as scheduled, but every time it was assimilated by yin and yang. In the void, it was not the wind that was waving, but the sword and sword.

I don't know how long it took, but the field gradually fell silent.

A spring rain came as scheduled, sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently!

On the earth, a piece of life is full of life, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, all the creatures are growing wildly, and in just a few breaths, the small saplings have become towering trees.

However, the good times were short-lived.

With a volley of swords, everything turned into nothingness again.

After nothingness, there is a lot of life, and towering trees rise from the ground, and so on.

Day after day, year after year.

Cheng Ping'an witnessed the ebb and flow of the tide, the flowers bloomed, like a third party, became a passer-by in this world, Cheng Ping'an just drifted in the wind and couldn't do anything.

"Loulan Chop"!

Cheng Ping'an's mouth suddenly muttered, as if he understood something.

It turns out that this Lou Lan chop is in this "chop". The slash here is not just the meaning of slashing on paper, the slashing here is the meaning of cutting off life and destruction.

Once the Loulan slash is sacrificed, it is destruction.

Suddenly, Cheng Ping'an's face suddenly became solemn, this time its Yuan Shen no longer floated, but sat cross-legged in this side of the world, using this place as his sword training dojo.

He used heaven and earth as a knife, held a knife with his mind, and took a mysterious step, waving the knife at will, and there was no trick to win.

Every knife can hook the power of heaven and earth, and every knife swing out is the earth shaking the mountains, and the mountains collapsing and the earth cracking.

"Good knife technique!"

"Good knife technique!"

After feeling the power of Loulan's slash, Cheng Ping'an shouted out with satisfaction.

It was only at this time that Cheng Ping'an felt that there were so many knife techniques in the past, and this was the real knife technique.

The night sky is deep, and the broken stars are like dust!

Cheng Ping'an's sitting is a month has passed, and since this month, Cheng Ping'an has always been like an old monk sitting in meditation, motionless, but his body is constantly surrounded by knife intent, looming, so mysterious.

Fools know that he is having an epiphany.

"I didn't expect that although this kid is blind, his understanding is not bad at all!"

In the distance, Chow Tai Fook rubbed his beard, which was already lacking, and said with envy.

"Then it doesn't need to be said, don't look at whose apprentice it is!" Hearing this, Liu Tiandao also said shamelessly.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhaojun, who had been silent, couldn't help it, he was the first master of Cheng Ping'an, okay, "How do I sound so ugly, I am his master!" ”

"That's it, that's it, you've only taught him for a few days, and you dare to put gold on your face, it's really shameless!"

When Chow Tai Fook heard this, he did not forget to echo the words.

Just when everyone was jealous.

Kiss!

Cheng Ping'an's body sounded like this, as if something had broken through the barrier.

"I rely on ......"

"This is the breakthrough to the Celestial Realm?"