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Seeing these words, Lin Tian was suddenly stunned, and his heart was greatly shaken, only to feel that between the horizontal and vertical strokes of these words, or the sharp edge, the sharpness, or the mountains and falling stones, the meteors in the air, or the vigorous and strong, the waves and thunder, or the strange and inexplicable, the clouds are unfathomable, or the clouds are light and the wind is light, idle and elegant, and the true meaning between the lines is wonderful......

Lin Tian frowned deeply, in his previous life, he studied ancient literature, and he was also quite fond of calligraphy, at this time, when he saw this Dugu begging for defeat, his heart was dark: "Could it be that his martial arts inheritance is hidden in this?"

Dugu is good at using swords, as soon as he sees these words, he seems to be able to feel a certain artistic conception in them, but as for what hidden swordsmanship, he feels inexplicable and can't see through it at all!

"Could it be that I'm wrong? There's no inheritance here?" Lin Tian thought secretly, his right hand pinched into a sword finger, followed the steps between the strokes, and silently figured it out, but he couldn't understand anything.

He had only learned the most basic swordsmanship in Shaolin.

"Could it be that my sword attainments are not enough to comprehend the mystery?" Lin Tian secretly doubted, for a long time, shook his head, sighed lightly, came back to his senses, removed from the big stone handwriting, couldn't ask for it, and no longer forced it.

Inexplicably, he remembered the Quanzhen Sect again, Wang Chongyang's martial arts were the first in the world that year, and his swordsmanship was at its peak, and the Quanzhen faction also specialized in swordsmanship in weapons, and was famous in the martial arts.

"Quanzhen Sect!" Thinking of the foundation of the Quanzhen Sect, Lin Tian's heart couldn't help but be hot, his eyes flashed with greed, and he secretly thought: "How powerful is Wang Chongyang's martial arts?

He thought in his heart that if he got the swordsmanship inheritance of the Quanzhen Sect Wang Chongyang, and then looked at this Dugu inscription, he might have some understanding!

There were suddenly a few screams under the mountain wall, Lin Tian restrained his reverie, turned around to look, and grabbed the eagle claw to the small hole in the stone wall, his body was almost perpendicular to the stone wall, and he ran up quickly, although its body was bulky, its legs and claw power were extremely powerful, and Lin Tian's heart was dark: "This claw power, Mei Chaofeng, who has practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Grasp, is not as good!"

The eagle got on the platform, although it was ugly, but Gu Pan was unusually handsome, nodded to Lin Tian, shouted twice, approached, and when he arrived in front of the boulder, he suddenly pressed his left wing against the boulder and pushed it aside.

The tall stone was pushed away, revealing a trace more than ten inches deep, Lin Tian was secretly shocked by the divine power of this divine eagle, his heart jumped, and he secretly rejoiced: "This underground is the sword buried by Dugu's defeat!"

Shen Condor Qing shouted and motioned to Lin Tian.

Lin Tian stepped forward suspiciously, and saw that under the place where the big stone was located, a stone slab was exposed, Lin Tian looked surprised, squatted down to clean up the soil on the stone slab, and said: "Brother Carving, is this the sword buried by Dugu's predecessors?"

He asked so pretending to ask, but his hand was already deep under the slate, and he lifted the slab with all his strength.

The stone slab was opened, and there seemed to be a stone box underneath, but in fact a dark grid had been carved out of the platform.

There are three long swords in the dark grid, and in the second place on the right, there is a stone bar.

Lin Tian picked up the first long sword on the right, this sword Han sword system, and saw two lines of small characters engraved on the stone under the sword: "Fierce and fierce, indestructible, and the weak crown is used to compete with the heroes of the river." ”

The long sword in his hand, quite a hand, the blue light is shining, the cold light is shining, and the end is a murderous weapon!

Lin Tian shook a sword flower casually, and slashed at the corner of the stone slab in front of him, and then heard a slight "snort", and the four-inch thick stone slab was cut off as if it was cut into tofu!

Lin Tian was not small because his sword did not use internal force!

"This sword cuts stones like mud, it can be described as a divine weapon!" Lin Tianyi wiped the sword body and looked at the blade of the sword, but saw that the stone cutting was unharmed.

"Good Sword !!", the first sword, Lin Tian couldn't put it down.

Holding this sharp sword in his left hand, he took the second stone bar in his right hand, and saw the inscription on the stone below: "Ziwei soft sword, used before the age of thirty, accidentally injured the righteous unknown, but abandoned the deep valley." ”

Lin Tian sighed lightly, secretly regretting that this crape myrtle soft sword had been thrown away, but he couldn't get it!

After a pity, his eyes fell on the next sword, this sword was only thicker than the sword he usually saw, it was swarthy, and it looked ordinary, Lin Tian knew that this sword was made of dark iron, and the material alone was extremely rare!

He was afraid that the psychic eagle beside him would see something, so he pretended not to know and went to take the sword, and as soon as he started it, he was shocked with a "huh", and his demeanor was unexpected, and he used his internal force to pick up the sword.

This sword is seventy or eighty pounds, the two sides are not open, the tip of the sword is round like half a small ball, Lin Tian doesn't need to look at the inscription below to know what is written.

"The heavy sword has no edge, the great skill is not worked, and it is rampant in the world before the age of forty. ”

Lin Tian stabbed forward with his sword, frowning slightly, only to feel that this sword was extremely uneasy to use, he knew that this was because he was unsuitable for using this heavy sword.

He put the heavy sword on the ground, and then looked at the last one, knowing in his heart that it was a wooden sword, but he still pretended not to know, thinking that this sword was heavier than the previous heavy sword.

Luck grabbed a mention, and couldn't help but exclaim "ah", it turned out to be as light as nothing, but it was fooled.

Seeing this, the eagle on the side roared briskly twice, flapped his wings, and looked like he had seen a good show, and he was quite happy.

Lin Tian rolled his eyes and scolded with a smile: "Brother carving, it's not good to be an eagle so evil!"

The Condor screamed several times again.

Lin Tian secretly said in his heart: "This stupid eagle, although it is quite psychic, is a beast after all, and its wisdom is far inferior to that of a human!"

It seemed to look at the words engraved under the sword with a wry smile, "After the age of forty, it is not stuck in things, and plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be swords." Since then, he has been refined, gradually moving to the realm of no sword is better than a sword. ”

“...... Grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all be used as sword ...... No sword is better than a sword......"

Lin Tianjian frowned slightly, read it lightly a few times, and thought secretly in his heart: "Grass, trees, bamboos and stones are grass, trees, bamboos and stones, how can it be a sword in itself......? As for 'no sword is better than a sword', what this realm depends on should only be the person himself (physical cultivation, internal force cultivation), and there is no need for any external objects! 'Not stuck in things', after all, it is still left among the grass, trees, bamboos and stones......

Lin Tian secretly speculated about the realm of Dugu's defeat, and secretly thought that the realm reached by the four uniques should be at the level of not staying in things!

I compare myself with one of them, but I am secretly frightened.

He has always believed that his internal strength is not weaker than the Four Uniques, but in the use of internal strength-although he has only fought with Huang Laoxie, it seems that he can already speculate that it is quite inferior to the Four Uniques.

Although the powerful King Kong palm is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, it is of a lower grade and cannot exert the full power of his internal force!

Although the method of penetrating the bones and hitting the acupoints is strange and mysterious, after all, the sword goes sideways, and it is not the right way.

"Alas, stunt! stunt ......" Lin Tian sighed, and remembered that the next volume of Jiuyin was about to arrive, but Huang Laoxi, who had strayed in, had ruined the good thing, and he hated it in his heart.

thought of Huang Laoxi, and then thought of her daughter Huang Rong.

thought of Huang Rong, and remembered the days when she was by his side.

I remembered those days......

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