Complaining about the heavens!

This sword trick is divided into three layers: resentment because of people, resentment due to fate, resentment due to heaven and earth, and the most indispensable of these is naturally resentment.

Those who have no grievances themselves should not try to cultivate the secret of resentment, otherwise they will be tired, resented, and devoured by resentment, and the results will be observable, or they will become demons or gods and demons, and thus lose their minds;

This mental method is a kind of exercise that uses the resentment in the heart as a guide, connects with the aura of heaven and earth, and tempers one's own body.

On the other hand, Qiu Ming's life can be described as full of disasters and difficulties, and the journey has been bumpy, so he has to be contaminated with some anger and resentment along the way. Complaining about the sinister nature of people's hearts, complaining about the injustice of heaven and earth, having small grievances and big grievances, plus he has the bloodline talent and talent of a queen's descendant, so it is quite appropriate to practice this exercise, it can be described as tailor-made.

"The body of the deity is hard enough to rival the one who controls it, so it is okay not to practice the first two layers. ”

I saw others sitting cross-legged, slowly refining their own flesh according to the formula, tearing a soft sound, the naked flesh of others was suddenly torn into a thin strand, at the same time, a stream of transparent blood as water suddenly overflowed from the crack, and this inexplicable tearing pain made his whole person almost lose his soul, and let out a sound of pain.

It must be known that the hardness of Qiu Ming's body at this time has long been comparable to that of a true god, and to tear this hard body apart again, the pain is beyond human words. At first, the resentment would only spill out between his lips, and after a long time, all the blood in his body began to swallow gray resentment.

The resentment and anger that had accumulated for a long time were eliminated like dross, and at this moment, his whole person seemed to be on an endless prairie, and he suddenly felt empty. A scent overflows, filling the mouth.

At this time, wisps of gray-black resentment slowly rose. And all the aura around him was contained between the palms and firmly controlled the restraints, and when the aura was full, it immediately carried the momentum of wind and thunder, and shot violently and abruptly on his already scarred flesh. At this time, this kind of rough momentum is undoubtedly suffering a storm-like baptism for Qiu Ming's devastated boat.

That pain, that inhuman torment, was no less than a thrilling nightmare.

"Ahh

The rapid howl of pain caused him to swallow the turbid breath in his stomach to his heart's content.

And the resentment and the rich aura went all the way down, constantly eroding and watering his flesh that had been torn into strips and twisting it. Twist into a thin twist shape. To put it in layman's terms, this scene is as unintentional as rubbing a straw rope, but the object of rubbing is a little different, the former is rubbing the flesh that knows pain and itching, while the latter is an unconscious straw.

This inhuman torture made Qiu Ming truly understand what it means to live like a year.

After a few hours, Qiu Ming, who was dying, finally realized what was called spring-like warmth, his whole body was no longer condensed, and the pain in his whole body had disappeared. The others listlessly released the wind god to investigate, and found that he was up and down his body. It was black and shiny, but it was dazzling, and the silk was condensed but as hard as pouring. Although the person was tired, he clenched his fists and was full of divine power that poured the sky and split the sky.

"To create such a body. Shadow Heaven is worried about the true gods?"

Qiu Ming's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly wiped his slightly tired cheeks with his hands so that his mind could remain clear.

Because of the next swordsmanship, he can't be allowed to have the slightest difference. The sword of Shadow Sorrow. Even the true god didn't dare to say that he could block his edge, let alone talk about him as a master of the unwarranted.

However, with the assistance of the true god's body, he no longer had to worry about the sword technique against the body. And the others are from the human emperor's lineage. It can be said that he has inherited the peerless talent of the human emperor's lineage, and others have repeatedly fought against opponents who have a sword technique that has no trace of the end of the world, so others have comprehended the first layer of this sword trick after a little recollection.

A sword slashed out, when it was like a thought, and the eagerness of the sword, even the heavenly stream did not cut out the slightest.

"It seems that I didn't have much work on the first floor where I disappeared at the end of the day. ”

Qiu Ming nodded with satisfaction, and then filtered the sword technique he had memorized by heart again.

"Huh, the second sword trick is to do whatever you want!?"

Thinking of this, Qiu Ming's first thought was: Are you kidding me?

As we all know, the speed of the end of the day without a trace is so fast that no one can stop it, even if the True God Sees the Capital is afraid, otherwise it will not be qualified to win the First Sword Technique of the Three Realms. And with such a fast sword, if you want to control it wherever it is pointed, and hit it just right, without the slightest difference, isn't it more difficult than ascending to the sky?

"Demon! Ying Tianchou is really a demon! In vain, I claim to be a demon in the name of Qiu, and now compared with the predecessors of Ying, it is simply a small thing. ”

The other person shook his head slightly, and then smiled bitterly, this complaint is a complaint, but the sword technique still needs to be cultivated by him. I can't let him do nothing, rest quietly for a while, and then calmly walk out from here, and then tell everyone: You have worked hard for a long time, but the deity has choked a fart for you.

A sword slashed on the ground, Qiu Ming shook his head slightly, although Feng Shentong could detect the sword in flight, but his thoughts were not enough to keep up: the speed of the sword was too fast.

"Fly, fly as far and long as possible!"

After Qiu Ming cut out the sword, he let it fly thousands of miles away, while others silently closed their eyes, and when the sword flew back into his hand, others were stunned and instantly realized.

The heart moves with the sword, and it does as it pleases, not the wind power!

"The deity always thought that to practice this kind of swordsmanship, you need to first use the wind magic power to capture its traces before cultivating, but I don't know that the meaning of this mantra is fully understood. ”

It is not the eyes of the people who control the sword, nor the eyes of the wind powers, but the hearts of the people, or their thoughts.

As soon as he thought of this, Qiu Ming immediately opened his eyes and focused on his feet, it can be said that this is a risky cultivation is not an exaggeration, because at this time, he is like a blind man for the Traceless Sword that is as fast as a thought, once others can't collect the sword, his feet are bound to be pierced by the magic arrow without warning.

At this thought, the others gasped, and two thoughts were released.

"Chop!"

At this thought, his originally narrow mind seemed to lead to a more open place, and the difference between swinging the sword and retracting the sword was so clear that there was no room for the slightest confusion between the two movements.

Qiu Ming stood in place in a daze, immersed in that thought, and never pulled out his senses for a long time.

This no longer seems to be an entanglement between drawing a sword and retracting a sword, but more like a thought, a sword swings out hundreds of millions of divine swords, so that the sword and the sword fly at the same time and instantly, so that the sword and the sword maintain a clear boundary.

"Ten Thousand Swords Annihilated!"

Qiu Ming snorted coldly, the person did not move, the sword was still there, but the color between heaven and earth suddenly changed, and the originally open earth was full of ravines and dust. (To be continued......)