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However, no matter how pitiful this little duck is, Lu Duhuan can't bring it to Sword Intent Peak.

One is because it is inconvenient, swinging the sword ten thousand times, there is no three or five hours to practice, and they will not have time to take care of it at that time;

However, these sword intent left by these elders or outstanding graduates is not in vain, these sword intent on the peak wall can be used for new disciples to comprehend, sword intent belongs to the artistic conception of things, mysterious and mysterious, not want to realize, can be realized, some people penance in the end of their life, to the end of the life, may not be able to realize their own sword intent.

And the sword intent of the ancestor is the sword intent of life and death, the so-called sword is born and died with my hand, if you have not experienced the despair of dying in danger, it is difficult to have an epiphany about this, especially for new disciples, it is still a blank slate, and the sword intent of life and death is not deeply touched, this is like coming to rub the university course before graduating from elementary school, go back to live and talk about it, but the sword intent of the brothers and sisters of the sect on the other wall can also be understood,

But it is precisely because of this that in addition to the extremely domineering sword intent of life and death, there are thousands of other sword intents on the sword intent peak, and these sword intents are also extremely murderous, each sword intent seems to be transmitting an earth-shattering killing intent, when she first went to the sword intent peak, she almost didn't let these sword intents hurt, at that moment, it is no exaggeration to say that she felt that her soul was going to be wiped out by these sword intents.

This little duck, she doesn't know what breed it belongs to, but even if it is noble and strong in its blood, or if it is an ordinary demon beast, the fact is that it is now a little duck, and it can't resist those sword intent at all, so staying in the cave is the right choice for it.

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Shao Mo has been cultivating in Lu Qianhuan's cave mansion for a long time, but he has not waited for Qin Wuregret, and he can't stay in Lu Qianhuan's cave mansion all the time, so he got up and prepared to say goodbye to Lu Qianhuan.

Lu Duhuan saw that it was almost dawn at this time, and it was not too much time, so he simply proposed to go to Sword Intent Peak now, and he could come back early after practicing early, Shao Mo had no objection to this, and the two set off for Sword Intent Peak.

Before leaving, Lu Duhuan also specially told the duckling not to run around, if it is boring or encounters something, you can find her master first, although her master is not reliable, but he protects his shortcomings, if he knows that this duck is hers, he will definitely roast it...... No, I'll take care of it.

In fact, there will be no danger in the sect, the problem is that there are many foodies in the sect, this little duck is the appearance of a duck, she is afraid that any of her fellow disciples will drool when they see it, and then roast it directly to eat.

The little duck nodded seriously, and then watched Lu Duhuan and Shao Mo leave the Cave Mansion Imperial Sword and go to Sword Intent Peak.

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From Wangbei Peak to Sword Intent Peak, the distance is not far, so the two of them are only half an hour younger than the sword, and they have already arrived at the Sword Intent Peak, and they are greeted by thousands of fierce sword intents, Lu Duhuan and Shao Mo hurriedly ran their spiritual energy, covering themselves with a layer of spiritual power.

The two of them landed at the peak cliff, and after retracting the flying sword, they walked towards the ancestral master's sword intent of life and death, but in a moment, they had already arrived again, and at this time, a unique sword aura escaped from the peak wall and hovered over them.

There is a sword mark deeply depicted on the peak wall, with the sword mark as the boundary, slash suddenly, isolate the whole stone wall into two halves, one black and one white, the left side is black, the right side is white, just like a Taiji Bagua map, which contains two breaths, one breath is full of white mist, looking full of vitality, as if full of infinite hope;

For a sword cultivator, there is no treasure, it is more important than the artistic conception of the sword, Shao Mo couldn't help but take two steps forward, before he came, Lu Duhuan had already told him that he should not use his naked eyes to directly face this sword intent of life and death, so when the sword fell, the two of them covered their eyes with spiritual power.

He looked at the life and death sword intent in front of him, and the green tendons of the hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly burst out, from which he could see his nervous excitement to the point of trembling.

Lu Qianhuan saw something meaningful, isn't this the state of fanatical fans when they see their idols?

She doesn't know if Master Zu is Shao Mo's idol, but kendo must be his pursuit in this life, looking at this excited appearance, it is rare to see his emotions such as when he vents, usually he is very restrained, to be precise, he is sullen, and what he does is a faint and indifferent face.

"This is the sword intent of life and death that the ancestor of the mountain has comprehended, and the stone wall on the other side is the sword intent that the elders and senior brothers and sisters have comprehended. Lu Duhuan introduced Shao Mo to the source of the sword intent of the two stone walls in front and back.

Shao Mo's eyes never left the sword intent of life and death, and he whispered "um".

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

It's a shame that she had already called Shao Momo to cover her eyes with spiritual power before she came, otherwise she would be reluctant to leave the sword intent on the stone wall when she looked at his eyes, and it would be strange if she wasn't injured.

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Now before the dawn, Lu Duhuan and Shao Mo were not in a hurry to practice the sword, but under the stone wall, they each found a place to sit on the ground, and began to comprehend the sword intent.

When the two of them sat cross-legged, countless sword intents that were like filaments and different and ever-changing struck head-on, and these sword intents seemed to have no rules to follow at all, constantly impacting their dantian and even the meridians.