Wu Changqing finally poured one hundred and forty-seven sword intents into this ordinary long sword.

This is already the limit of the sword intent that an ordinary long sword can withstand.

If Wu Changqing insisted on infusing the sword intent, the long sword would burst open because it couldn't withstand the sword intent.

Wu Changqing swept the long sword in his hand, which was already enough to be called a treasure house of the sword.

Because of the blessing of those one hundred and forty-seven sword intents, the long sword, which originally weighed more than ten catties, now has a weight of hundreds of catties.

Considering Wu Su's cultivation that is not up to seven grades now, and his body bones are no different from ordinary women.

Wu Changqing added the Wind Element Talisman Spell to this long sword.

It was guaranteed that Wu Su could pick it up at will and easily.

"Mother, give it a try."

Wu Changqing smiled and handed the long sword to Wu Su's hand.

Just get started.

Wu Su felt a familiar feeling of lightness.

When she walked out of the Wu family as a sword crown from the Wu family's sword mound, she held a big cool dragon bird.

At that time, she held any long sword in the world, and it was a light and familiar feeling like an arm.

Now after Wu Changqing poured the sword intent into this long sword.

She felt the powerful sword intent that she hadn't seen for a long time, as if she had mastered it.

This feeling of familiarity and nostalgia.

For a while, Wu Su felt a lot of emotion.

"Mother, don't worry."

"In order to help you recover the damaged meridians before, I had to absorb all the sword intent that you had worked hard to cultivate for most of your life."

"For so many years, you want to pick up kendo again, like a baby toddler."

"There are one hundred and forty-seven sword intents in this sword, and you can refine them every day when you have time, and at the same time combine them with those pills I gave you."

"I believe that in a few months, with your talent, you will soon be able to return to the realm of first-class products."

"I have become a product, and I have a sword intent that is very consistent with yours, which can help you improve again, even if it is to return to the land sword immortal, it is not impossible."

For so many years, in fact, Wu Su was absorbed by him with those cultivation and kendo attainments.

has always been in Wu Changqing's heart, so that he has always had scruples.

Now that he is finally going home, it is better to use this time to try to let Wu Su return to the realm of Sword Immortals.

After that, the Liyang Civil War began.

Wu Su can also use his good kendo to protect himself and his family.

"Qing'er, in fact, it doesn't matter so much whether my mother can kendo or not."

"As long as you and your brothers and sisters can live this life safely."

"Mother has no regrets in this life."

Wu Su stepped forward and gently took Wu Changqing into his arms.

Comforted softly.

Wu Changqing's heart is warm, this is a temperature that he has never felt in his previous life.

He just wanted to say something.

"That's right, Qing'er."

"You're almost twenty, do you have a woman you like?"

"I remember that you seemed to have brought a woman back to the palace."

"By the way, it's Huishan Xuanyuan Jingcheng's daughter, right? Are you still in touch? ”

The familiar feeling is back.

Wu Changqing suddenly felt excited.

Sure enough, when I go home after a long absence, there is always a hurdle that cannot be avoided.

"Uh...... Mother, time is tight and the task is heavy. ”

"I need to hurry up and start building weapons, so I won't delay here."

"I'll come to see you whenever I have time."

Wu Changqing squeezed out a smiling face, and walked directly out of the courtyard with half a push.

Wu Su stretched out his hand, and wanted to say a few more words to his son.

But Wu Changqing disappeared into the courtyard in three or two steps.

Let her thousands of thoughts, in the end, she can only continue to accumulate in her heart.

But she's satisfied.

She slowly raised the long sword in her hand, and the love in her eyes gradually revealed a trace of long-lost edge.

The next moment.

The sword shook softly.

Wu Su didn't use any qi to pull it, and the long sword in his hand was directly unsheathed.

She grabbed the hilt of the sword with her other hand.

It is customary to slash at an old locust tree in the courtyard.

Change it to the usual.

This sword can only be used as Wu Su to reminisce about the swordsman style when he walked the rivers and lakes with a sword.

There is only a likeness, but there is no god-likeness.

But today, her sword really slashed out a good sword qi.

With a single sword, the old locust tree that had grown for decades was cut off.

Wu Su froze in place.

After realizing it, she showed a trace of panic in her eyes, and then happiness.

It was his son's sword made just for her!

……

After Wu Changqing left Xu Xiao's courtyard.

Didn't immediately go back to R&D.

Instead, he walked towards the Listening Tide Pavilion.

First, he needed to read a lot of books on refining weapons.

The second is to meet Li Yishan, who has not been seen for a long time.

It's just that when he came out of the palace and passed by the stone monument in the back mountain.

But I met an unexpected character.

The stele forest behind Qingliang Mountain is buried in the Spring and Autumn War, and the old brothers who fought the world with Xu Xiao but buried their bones in other places during the Spring and Autumn National War.

Densely packed, there are hundreds of tombstones.

But Wu Changqing re-came to this Houshan Stele Forest for more than ten years.

However, he was surprised to find that the dense stone monument expanded again, spreading directly from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain.

The number of tombstones is already in the tens of thousands.

The vast majority of tombstones are still freshly buried, and the name of their owner is not engraved on them.

Wu Changqing thought about this for a while, and then knew what his intentions were.

It is nothing more than thousands of households on Qingliang Mountain joining the army.

If they all died in Liyang, the names of these native Qingliangshan people would be engraved on the stone tablet.

What surprised Wu Changqing was.

At this moment, in the vast forest of steles, there is only one old craftsman, who is actually using this fingertip to encircle the spirit of the stele, and is carving the words of the stele in a snake manner.

Such a shocking scene.

Even if it is placed in the main hall of the imperial palace, it is enough to make the emperor frightened to send the Imperial Forest Army to escort it.

Although there are many masters on Qingliang Mountain.

But he can rely on his own qi so easily, and on the hard stone stele, he carves such an amazing and brilliant inscription.

It shows this person's unfathomable cultivation.

Wu Changqing didn't even have to use the Panlong Yin and Yang Eyes.

I already knew the identity of this old man with white frost.

Spring and Autumn Thirteen.

Huang Longshi occupies the top three.

But there is also one person who can monopolize the two.

They are book armor and sword armor.

This person is Wu Su's father, and Wu Changqing should call the other party his grandfather's Xishu important minister Qi Lianhua.

When Gu Jiantang had not yet achieved the name of the Sword Immortal.

Qi Lianhua is a veritable first person in sword skills.

Wu Changqing thought for a while, but he was not in a hurry to go to Tingchao Lake, and slowly walked to the old man who was carving the stone tablet.

The stele carved by the old man is at the forefront of tens of thousands of steles.

Two solitary stone monuments stand side by side.

On the other one, there are already words engraved on it.

Another stone tablet being carved has also been written with the name of the tomb's owner.

Wu Changqing walked closer and took a closer look.

His eyes couldn't help but widen slightly, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little heavier.

On the tombstone that has been carved, the name of the owner of the tomb is "Xu Xiao".

The tombstone is being engraved, and the name of the owner of the tomb is "Wu Su".

It turned out that the two had already prepared to defeat Liyang.

He put his tombstone on this back hill early.

Wu Changqing didn't bother with the old man's carving.

Just stood quietly aside, looking at the old man's careful carving word by word.

Should I say it or not, Qi refining is worthy of the Spring and Autumn Book A.

This handwritten is absolutely called the swan song of the world.

The pen walks between the dragon and the snake, and can carve out the life of the tomb owner.

The handwriting on Xu Xiao's tombstone reveals a sense of domineering heroism everywhere.

Just like his life.

Finally stood on the grave of the Spring and Autumn Nine Kingdoms.

Wu Su's tombstone is to reveal this share, the heroic spirit of the woman's fairy sword, the first half, it is Wu Su's free and easy travel through the rivers and lakes, chivalrous and righteous.

The second half of the handwriting begins to soften.

With the heaviness and gentleness of Princess Beiliang as a mother.

Wu Changqing was amazed.

If you can practice a handwriting to this extent, you may be able to kill people even if you pick up a pen and write.

"How? The power of the old man's pen. ”

When the old man was on Wu Su's tombstone, after drawing a full stop.

I couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.

"Good!"

Wu Changqing's answer was only one word.

But it's a heartfelt approval.