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In the Xingyun Courtyard, there is a pavilion, and there is a person sitting in the pavilion, it is Chu Duan.

This was the fifth day that Chu Duan returned to the Chu family, and he was not in a hurry to leave the Chu family.

Chu Duan's fingers pinched a dark red strange little sword, and looked at it repeatedly, as if he wanted to see the difference, but he couldn't see it no matter how he looked at it, but he intuitively knew that this thing should not be simple, that's all.

The news of the inquiry from the Lin family also came back.

The Lin family didn't know what they were used for as an heirloom.

According to the old head of the Lin family, this heirloom was passed down by the first generation of the Lin family, but he did not explain what the reason was, maybe because the first generation of the head of the family did not understand.

All in all, I don't know how to do it, this thing has become an heirloom of the Lin family, a symbol, the Lin family has been researching and searching for classics for several generations, but because of some restrictions, the level they can reach is too low, so they have not understood.

Since the Lin family didn't know anything about it, Chu Duan had no choice but to study it on his own.

I've tried soaking in water and roasting fire, and this little sword is not damaged at all, but there is no secret.

Chu Dui's innate sword qi was concentrated on his fingers and forced, but he couldn't break this strange little sword, and even after the worst, he used a hundred refining sword to slash at the small sword, and the small sword was unharmed, not even a trace was left, but the hundred refining sword was directly broken into two.

Then, Chu Duan wrapped the Wind Chopping Sword with the Innate Sword Qi and slashed with a sword, the small sword was still safe and sound, leaving no traces, the Innate Sword Qi was shattered, and a very small and extremely small gap appeared on the Wind Chopping Sword, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it, this has not much impact on the Wind Chopping Sword.

After that, there was one time. That is, yesterday, Chu Duan's fingers touched the not-so-sharp blade of this small sword, and as a result, his finger was cut through a small hole. A drop of blood stained the blade of the sword, and as a result, it was absorbed before Chu Duan could wipe it off.

Chu Duan thought, is this something that needs to be dripping blood to recognize the Lord?

But there was no connection between himself and Xiaojian, even if he squeezed out a drop of blood to absorb it. I didn't feel anything.

In any case, this strange little sword is very extraordinary after all, not only is it extremely hard, even the Wind Slashing Sword cannot be harmed, but it is also extremely sharp. Sharper than the Wind Slashing Sword, and in addition, it seems to suck blood.

Although he no longer had the hope of researching anything, Chu Duan would still habitually take it out and take a look.

Chu Dangxiong didn't understand this thing, since he didn't understand it, and Chu Duan liked it very much, so he simply handed it over to Chu Duan.

I studied it for a while. Suddenly. Chu Duan felt his soul tremble, and the golden artistic conception at the spiritual level also vibrate, he hurriedly put the small sword into the spatial wrist chakra, and in a flash, turned into a gust of wind, entered his room, and closed the door.

Because Chu Duan felt it. The kind of mutation in his own golden artistic conception is almost complete. It made him a little excited, after such a long mutation. It's finally going to be done.

The power of the golden conception swirled in the shock, turning into a whirlpool, and in the very center of the whirlpool, a deep and dull gold was appearing little by little.

As soon as it appeared, Chu Duan felt that this subtle dark gold contained an amazing edge, which was much better than the artistic conception of gold.

I can't help but feel a little more anticipation for this upcoming mutated artistic conception.

The higher the level of mutation artistic conception, the more powerful it is, the more beneficial it will naturally be to itself, and the stronger its own strength will be. ...,

The power of the golden artistic conception continued to rotate, and the dark golden light in the center became pure little by little, increasing little by little.

Time passed little by little, and Chu Duan was concentrating on observing the changes within the artistic conception of Jin, not noticing the passage of time in the outside world at all.

I don't know how long it has been, but in Chu Duan's feelings, it seems that it is only a few seconds.

The power of the swirling golden artistic conception suddenly paused, and the dark gold in the center released a terrifying edge in an instant, like a powerful sword weapon, a sword slashed out, slashing through the sky, tearing the earth and cutting through nothingness.

Chu Duan's soul was trembling, as if it was about to be torn apart, and it was terrifying.

But this artistic conception is derived from the artistic conception of gold, and the artistic conception of gold is the artistic conception that Chu Duan comprehended, so this kind of mutated artistic conception will not affect Chu Duan at all, and the trembling of the soul is only because of the very strong relationship between this mutated artistic conception.

The entire golden artistic conception vortex was directly cut under this dark golden light, and in the next breath, the dark gold in the center erupted with a terrifying suction, and it was directly absorbed by the split golden artistic conception, and the speed was extremely fast.

After a while, the artistic conception of gold was absorbed by the dark red mutated artistic conception, but this suction force did not stop, but expanded the scope, which had already affected the artistic conception of the clouds.

Chu Duan's mind moved, and he hurriedly controlled this suction, intending to make it stop, because he didn't know if this suction would affect the artistic conception of clouds and wind.

If because of this suction, the artistic conception of clouds and the artistic conception of wind were affected or even collapsed, then it would be too late for Chu Duan to cry, even if this mutated artistic conception was very strong, it would not make him feel happy.

It's just that he was shocked, because he couldn't control the suction, ignoring him, and constantly expanding, it had already swept through the artistic conception of the clouds.

Chu Duan's heart was raised in his throat, and he found that the artistic conception of the cloud was not affected in any way, and still stopped in place steadily, slowly turning, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the range of suction was getting bigger and bigger, and it was already approaching like the artistic conception of the wind.

The stronger the soul power, the stronger the intuition, and at this time, Chu Duan had an intuition that his wind artistic conception was about to suffer.

"Stop!" With a fierce blow, Chu Duan concentrated his spirit and forcibly tried to curb the spread of that suction, but it still had no effect at all, and that suction seemed to regard Chu Duan's spiritual world as his own territory, not disturbed by Chu Duan.

The artistic conception of the wind was also touched by suction, and Chu Duan's face became unsightly.

But the artistic conception of the wind slowly fixed within a range and blowing, and there seemed to be no sign of being affected.

"Could it be that my intuition is wrong?" Chu Duan said secretly, and he was happy that his intuition was wrong this time.

It's just that when that suction force filled the entire spiritual world, the blowing of the artistic conception of the wind suddenly became irregular, and the amplitude of the fluctuation was different from usual, as if something was about to be broken down and fell apart.

The artistic conception of the wind seemed to have consciousness, and naturally refused to be decomposed like this and resisted, so it fluctuated with this suction force, using Chu Duan's spiritual world as a battlefield.

Chu Duan suffered, only to feel the rumbling sound in his head, as if thunder, and his head was even more painful, as if he was being stuffed into it by something iron, extremely uncomfortable.

He kept his mouth shut and didn't make the slightest sound, but his face turned pale little by little, losing his blood.

Suddenly, a huge roar exploded in his head, like a terrifying thunderbolt, and Chu Duan's entire spiritual world shook dramatically, and even his soul was impacted, and he fell into a coma all of a sudden. ...,

After the coma, the changes in the spiritual world were still going on.

I saw that the artistic conception of the cyan blowing wind was decomposing at this time, and it became two parts.

One part is pale cyan, blowing gently and quickly, with a slight whirring sound, as if a gust of wind blowing, and the other part is dark cyan, not soft, but full of sharp and sharp, as if the blade is constantly cutting around, extremely fast, like lightning.

In the next breath, I saw that a part of the light cyan was not affected in the slightest, blowing by itself, soft and slow, and the dark cyan wind was affected by the suction of the dark gold mutation conception, and it quickly went to the dark gold mutation conception, and constantly inhaled the dark gold mutation artistic conception and became nutrients.

After about a quarter of an hour, Chu Duan came to his senses, remembered what had just happened, and hurriedly focused on his spiritual realm.

The scene in the spiritual world realm suddenly shocked him.

The artistic conception of the wind was actually broken into two parts, one part was slowly dissipating by itself, and the other part was constantly absorbed by the dark golden mutated artistic conception.

He couldn't stop it, he couldn't reverse it, he could only be a spectator and watch quietly.

"Hopefully it's not too bad. Chu Duan had to accept this kind of result, he could only hope that the consequences would not be too bad, and this mutated artistic conception could bring surprises to himself, otherwise, he really couldn't even cry.

"It seems that this change will not stop for a while. Chu Duan thought secretly, so he withdrew from the spiritual world realm, waiting for the automatic change of this change, depending on the situation, it will take a long time to complete, and at that time, he will be able to know what is going on with that kind of mutated artistic conception.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

When Chu Duan opened the door, he saw his mother's kind smiling face, who had come to ask Chu Duan to have dinner.

Chu Duan looked at the sky, and before he knew it, it was already evening, according to the time of the earth, it should be more than six o'clock, and it was time for dinner.

In the past few days, Chu Duan has the most comfortable and comfortable time, waking up every day is the usual cultivation, and after cultivation, he will chat with his father and mother, talk casually, there is no suspicion and no need to worry about anything, from the heart to the body feel relaxed.

This kind of comfort Chu Duan did not refuse, the way of cultivation is relaxed, and it is correct to relax and have a way, and blindly tight may be able to advance by leaps and bounds for a period of time, but it will definitely leave trouble. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )