Zhou Jiujian got up from the ground with an angry face, peeked at it, and was surprised that Liu Yue was so good-looking when he laughed, and he didn't dare to make a sound, so he hurriedly left in embarrassment.

The girl looked at Zhou Jiujian's departing figure, was stunned, and suddenly reached out and touched her delicate and smooth face, which was very strange.

I actually laughed.

Zhou Jiujian found a place, a small open space that looked a little more spacious and could both sit and lie down, sat down, and closed his eyes.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

The divine will is condensed in the holes.

The sword qi and sword intent in this burial sword forest are very strong, and although Zhou Jiujian will not be able to perceive the sword intent of those swords for a while, the sword qi can be used.

The second layer of "Taishang Raising Sword", raising swords!

He silently recited the operation mantra of "Taishang Raising Sword" in his heart, and the qi around his body began to flow slowly, and after reaching a certain frequency, Zhou Jiujian suddenly gritted his teeth and began to absorb all the sword qi flowing around him into his body!

This is a very bold move.

Like a long whale sucking water.

Hundreds of sword qi entered Zhou Jiujian's body, rampage, and made him suffer a lot at once.

I couldn't even endure a mouthful of blood, and spit it out directly.

These sword qi are not tame at all. The sword qi is originally used to attack and kill, and it is not much different from the evil qi in the world, but it does not have the evil nature of the evil qi, but it does not mean that it is easy to control.

Originally, sword qi was born from the sword, and the sword was used by people. As long as you take that sword for your own use, the sword energy in the sword will naturally be used by others, and in the final analysis, the sword is also forged by people. However, in this burial sword forest, the sword is ownerless, and the sword qi is also ownerless, not to mention that these tens of thousands of swords are gathered together, and the sword qi is mottled, which is even more difficult to control.

Zhou Jiujian didn't want to think about it, so he sucked all the sword qi nearby in one go, which naturally made him feel better.

At this time, the body has already become a mess.

That strange sword qi was destroyed all the way along the meridians and acupoints, like a group of robbers who burned, killed and robbed, and it was a mess in an instant. The situation seemed to be very bad, but Zhou Jiujian was not too flustered, even though the chaos in all parts of his body was extremely painful to him now, but his mind was also firmly focused and unwavering.

He first mobilized the qi of his whole body, firmly protecting the root of the qi mansion, and did not let the sword qi harass him for half a minute. Immediately, he carefully divided those qi machines into several ways to compete with the sword qi scattered all over his body.

In fact, he originally had the idea of using himself as a prison, imprisoning these sword qi, and then refining and absorbing them all.

The idea was so bold that not many people in the world would dare to do it.

Although it is said that cultivators, the qi is the foundation of everything, and the entry and exit of the qi machine depends on this, and there is no room for any loss. In comparison, it seems that other places are not so important, but it doesn't mean that the sword qi can be easily destroyed casually.

The three hundred and sixty-five acupoints and the twelve canons and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, if any of them were destroyed by the sword qi, it would greatly hurt his vitality.

Although Zhou Jiujian was particularly cautious, the qi he manipulated was not ambiguous at all, constantly putting pressure on those sword qi counterattacks.

In the words of the layman, this is a delicate work.

There is no room for sloppiness.

......

When night fell, the burial sword forest was covered with a layer of cold and clear light, and the four fields were silent, and there was no insect chirping.

Zhou Jiujian still maintained his daytime posture, struggling to compete with the sword qi in his body. His clothes had already been soaked with sweat, and if there was an evening breeze, it would be a burst of coolness, which was the most extravagant thing that Zhou Jiujian wanted to enjoy now when he was slightly distracted.

However, there is very little wind on Qingyun Peak, and at most, there is only a slight breeze that can occasionally blow in, which is better than nothing.

After half a day, he had only suppressed one-third of the sword qi in his body, and there were more than seventy of them, and now it was a critical juncture, and he couldn't relax for a moment.

Zhou Jiujian separated the suppressed sword qi and confined it to some insignificant points in his body, leaving it alone for the time being, and all his attention was still on the unruly sword qi that followed.

Compared to the devastation during the day, the situation in Zhou Jiujian's body was now slightly controlled and eased.

Since he suppressed more than thirty sword qi, the remaining sword qi was gradually compressed by him, and he could no longer flow around, and he was cut by his qi machine with a slow knife, slowly grinding, everything seemed to be just a matter of time.

The current situation is that the two armies are facing each other, and the formations of both sides are tight and solid, and there are almost no weaknesses and flaws that can be taken advantage of, and the only way is to take advantage of the strength and slowly consume it.

But this was going on in Zhou Jiujian's body after all, and these sword qi were not suppressed for a moment, and he still had to endure that hard suffering.

It's a battle of willpower and endurance.

Although Zhou Jiujian was young, his heart was extremely tenacious, otherwise, he would not dare to swallow so much sword qi in one go.

Time flies.

It's approaching early morning.

Compared to the time spent by cultivators who are in retreat for a while, this day and night seems to be too insignificant, however, for Zhou Jiujian, this is basically the first real difficulty in his cultivation, so it is of great significance.

It has to be all in one.

The mottled sword qi in his body gradually became declining under his attack that did not stop for a moment. Zhou Jiujian tightly guarded the qi mansion while launching round after round of impacts on those sword qi, and when some of those sword qi were slightly arrogant, he immediately suppressed the qi and separated it. This whole night, he has been repeating this process tirelessly, and he is about to finish!

Those sword qi are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Suddenly.

An extremely subtle sword qi collided with the solid wall that Zhou Jiujian had built with his qi machine, and it was not expected to bounce back.

Moment.

But it's broken!

That sword qi unexpectedly smashed open the besieged qi machine in one fell swoop, knocked out a small opening, and then ran away.

Zhou Jiujian was shocked, he didn't expect this to happen. I didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so I immediately blocked the small hole that had been broken, so as to prevent other sword qi from taking the opportunity to slip out again.

Then he separated a wisp of qi to pursue the sword qi that suddenly escaped.

He had a vague sense that something was wrong.

Really.

The wisp of qi traveled all over the body, but there was no way to find that sword qi. He looked inward again, and carefully searched his whole body three times.

Still can't find it.

Careless!

He never expected that at the moment when he was about to succeed, there would be a sword qi that could easily break through his encirclement and escape, and he couldn't find it no matter how he found it.

Eventually, it will become a variable.

Zhou Jiujian now very much hoped that that small sword qi would immediately attack in his body, so that he could have traces to follow.

The long wait.

But nothing happened.

Zhou Jiujian simply gave up for the time being, stepped up his pace, and continued to suppress those sword qi, he was afraid that if there were any more variables like the small sword qi just now, it would really become a big trouble, and when the time came, stealing chickens would not be a loss, and it would be even more embarrassing.

Fortunately, the rest of the sword qi left is not so capable, and under the pressure of Zhou Jiujian step by step, it is still a battle of trapped beasts, and in the end it can only be disarmed and surrendered.

At noon, the sun is shining.

Zhou Jiujian finally suppressed all the sword qi in his body except for the sword qi that escaped and hidden, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and a difficult smile rarely appeared on his face.

Suppressing the sword qi is only the first step to start raising the sword, but it is also the most difficult step, after this step, the back is a little simpler, after the martial fire, you have to simmer slowly.

Exercise sword qi.

Use a wisp of sword qi as a fire, and slowly exercise it in the acupoint until there is only a trace of that sword qi left, and then move on to the next one. After all the sword qi has been exercised, let them fuse with the qi seeds planted in the hole early to give birth to the sword embryo, until the sword embryo is formed, then it can be regarded as successfully cultivating a sword.

This method is faster than letting the qi seeds grow slowly, but it is also more difficult.

Zhou Jiujian didn't start exercising his sword qi so quickly, but was slowly repairing all over his body. Let these hundreds of sword qi enter and wreak havoc everywhere, and the damage caused to the meridians and acupoints is not small at all, and he was all fighting against the sword qi wholeheartedly before, and he had no time to take care of these at all, at most, he was distracted to protect those more seriously damaged places, how could he still withdraw his hand to repair himself.

Therefore, when he suppressed the sword qi now, he immediately began to meditate and heal all the time.

But the mind can be relaxed.

Except for that worrying sword aura.

......

Under the pine, there is no sword and armor in sight.

The girl Liu Yue sat in it, with a solemn expression, and picked up a pen to paint.

The thing under the painting, the first thing that catches the eye, is a stone stele, take a closer look, it is the big stone tablet in front of the burial sword forest, and behind it, is the thousands of long swords.

What is surprising is that the burial sword forest drawn by the girl is not the tens of thousands of dead swords inserted in the ground like a forest, only to see that the thousands of sword shadows are actually all suspended in the air, and the ten thousand swords are pointed, as if they are controlled by someone.

The girl had a few strokes and dotted on the painting. In the ink painting, a figure appears on it.

A finger to the sky.

One finger to the ground.

Liu Yue stopped writing and looked at the ink painting and pondered. As if thinking of something, he looked at the back of the mountain, in the direction of the burial sword forest.

Long.

There was a sudden movement in the painting.

A flying sword, which originally belonged only to the things in the painting, suddenly moved, imperceptible!

The flying sword was extremely cautious, first quietly swapped places with other flying swords in the painting, used to test, and found that the girl seemed to be really unconscious, and still looked into the distance.

Forthwith.

The flying sword turned into lightning and suddenly shot out!

Seeing that it had been separated from the drawing paper, it was about to fly out, but the tip of a pen was pointed on the cunning flying sword, which was the girl's paintbrush.

The flying sword struggled twice unwillingly, but it was still easily erased by the brush.

The girl put down the brush without changing her face, picked up the fire fold, lit the ink painting, and watched quietly.

A piece of ash.