Chapter 045: The First Sword

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Yin Shui Liu seemed to wake up from a dream, and suddenly heard a "creak" sound in the heart lake.

The crystal clear Dao Heart peeked out of the darkness with a small horn.

This magic barrier has come to this point, which can be called a great blessing for Yin Shuiliu.

The skill of the god Dao heart of the [First Initiation Dao], before this [Shattered Void] picture, can be so subtle.

The front was cloudy, and the scene of the stormy Heart Lake all dissipated, and Dong Qinglai's twenty-one swords had no trace in his Heart Lake.

Yin Shuiliu came out of the hole with his sword, but it was raining outside.

Drenching his whole body in the rain, Yin Shuiliu smiled, his hands wanted to embrace the heavens and the earth, and then raised his sword.

Many of the scenery that was overlooked in the past, such as every drop of rain, every sound of the wind, every leaf that fell at this time...... They are full of indescribable beauty.

After Yin Shuiliu finally understood the news that the eagle had broken into the void and left, Meng Chixing retreated in the study for 100 days, and chose to teach Pang Ban to experience life and life after leaving the customs.

Because in this most ordinary place, you can see the true meaning everywhere, so why bother and ask for it.

This is the method of entering the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

Yin Shuiliu is still a long way from the realm of heaven and man, but this blessing is like a seed, which will blossom and bear fruit when the time is right.

Although it is the first volume of "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa", it is already an innate key rather than an acquired method.

It's a pity that it's not a combat skill, but a spiritual skill.

The tip of the sword dotted the raindrops.

Dong Qinglai's twenty-one swords came again.

Yin Shuiliu adhered to the Taoist heart, his mind was not troubled, and he took Dong Qinglai's twenty-one swords as a teacher.

Dong Qinglai practiced Ximen swordsmanship at the age of five, and walked the rivers and lakes at the age of twenty, although he was not Ximen Blowing Snow, but compared to today's Yin Shuiliu, every sword can make Yin Shuiliu have some understanding, so as to confirm his tomb school swordsmanship.

Three hundred and twenty-one swords.

The Tomb Sect's swordsmanship, which had been stagnant for a few days in the front, broke through the bottleneck and advanced wildly all the way.

Rain, sunshine, moonlight.

Yin Shui flows like a swimming dragon, the sword comes out like a streamer, and the ice spirit silver needle shoots like rain hitting plantains.

Sweat-soaked underwear, then steamed and then wet, and so on, Yin Shuiliu was thinking about Dong Qinglai's twenty-one swords almost in just a few hours of sleep.

Inadequate!

Inadequate!

Inadequate!

Still can't stop Dong Qinglai's sword, continue to cultivate!

Restricted by the fact that the internal breath is only in the middle of the second-rate, Yin Shuiliu's swordsmanship, body technique, and hidden weapon technique have entered a period of stagnation after a period of rapid progress.

This time it's not a demonic obstacle, it's an obsession.

The obsession of the Dao heart.

Inadequate?

Then cultivate again until you have cultivated enough!

Three months, for some, can be like a day.

When the deadline for the plane of "The Style of That Sword" arrived, Yin Shuiliu put the sword back into its sheath and went to the stream to wash and clean up.

Without beard dregs, how could a eunuch have such a thing.

All the way out of the valley and into the city.

The result of Yin Shuiliu stepping into the shop and smashing a lot of gold and silver down was that he got 1,300 Ice Spirit Silver Needles of good quality, only slightly worse than the original.

Passing along the street, Yin Shuiliu did not intend to return to the valley, but chose an inn.

After eliminating the disguise technique in the room, Yin Shuiliu waited for the arrival of the last time, and did not choose to return to the "Smiling Proud" plane in advance as he did with the "Condor" plane.

In three months, even though Yin Shuiliu's swordsmanship has risen sharply, he has seen too many of Dong Qinglai's twenty-one swords, and he knows that he is still not Dong Qinglai's enemy.

Between each other, there is a gap in swordsmanship, and there is also a gap in internal breath, Yin Shui flows in the middle of the second-rate realm, and Dong Qinglai is unknown.

Use 18 more cards to enter other planes?

Yin Shuiliu pondered, and just when he was hesitating, the Dao heart suddenly became like a broken candle in the wind, and it could be extinguished if the wind rose again.

Not good.

Yin Shuiliu was shocked, and used the method of [First Initiation] to sacrifice an invisible sword, and slashed away the [Cowardice] sword that had risen a moment ago.

Since the formation of the corner of the Dao Heart, he has cultivated his sword every day, and he has been able to accumulate a momentum against Dong Qinglai, and after the blessing of the Dao Heart, he is as indestructible as a rock.

This is like a pile of fires, from ignition to prosperity, so that Yin Shuiliu's fighting spirit is at its peak at this time.

In this way, if he chooses to avoid it, it will make the fire turn from prosperous to weak, and the Dao heart that comes from good fortune will also be shattered in an instant.

War!

Then fight!

How can you win without saying die!

It's just Dong Qinglai's sword, and he also wants to see Dong Qinglai's twenty-second sword.

Cutting off the cowardice and fear, Yin Shui suddenly felt that his thoughts were clear, the Dao heart "creaked" and made a strange sound, and the small horn revealed a little more crystal clear.

The clock is 60 seconds down.

Yin Shuiliu looked at the three-foot Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and secretly sighed at the mysteries of Huang Yi's spiritual martial arts.

But there are also some frowns.

Dao heart is mysterious, this kind of insistence on blocking Dong Qinglai's first sword to enter the next plane, you need to find a way to eliminate this kind of obsessive demon.

In the penultimate 10 seconds, Yin Shui swallowed the little remaining [One-Minute Burst Pill].

Dao Xin said to fight, and he should fight, his reason cannot be lost, although the [One Minute Explosive Pill] has a counter-devouring effect, it can allow him to increase his combat power to 1.5 times within one minute, which is equivalent to the Yin Shui Flow of the second-rate late realm in one minute.

If this can't stop Dong Qinglai's sword, he can also seize the momentary opportunity in the [One-Minute Explosive Pill] and enter other planes with the Random Entry Card.

The last 1 second is coming.

Yin Shuiliu disappeared into the inn room of the plane of "The Style of That Sword".

The Void Gate is wide open.

A flash of lightning burst out, and after three months, Yin Shuiliu saw Dong Qinglai, the heir of the Ximen Blowing Snow Sword Technique, on the other side of the stream.

It's still that grimace, it's still that sword, and the plane of "Smiling Pride" is still raining.

The first sword!

In the rainstorm, Dong Qinglai, who was located on the left bank, jumped across the stream, there was no expression on his grimace, and the murder in his hand was already out of the sheath.

Yin Shuiliu's face was calm, and the first thing he prepared was that the Ice Spirit Silver Needle that he had already held in his hand shot out such a drifting heavy rain.

Ding Ding Ding!

A series of strange noises sounded over the stream.

The murderous sword in Dong Qinglai's hand suddenly changed countless times, and the tip of the sword touched the Ice Spirit Silver Needle, and it flew away with a dazzling speed.

There are not many swordsmanship in many planes of martial arts, but there are also a lot, the "Dugu Nine Swords" of the Xiaoao plane is one of them, and the murderous swordsmanship of Ximen Fuxue is also one of them.

After the success of swordsmanship, no one in the world can let him take a defensive position, and Ximen Blowing Snow will not choose to defend.

His sword is out, life or death.

Dong Qinglai came to jump the stream, and Yin Shuiliu once again saw this kind of swordsmanship of Ximen blowing snow, although Dong Qinglai was not Ximen blowing snow.

The Ice Spirit Silver Needle arranged by the first one only blocked Dong Qinglai's indomitable three-breath time.

Without the Dao Heart and the chaotic entry card, Yin Shui Liu will retreat in fear.

How could he be at this moment.

Out of the sword.