By the stream, Chu Xuanyuan felt the power of stepping into the Heavenly Immortal Realm, whether it was his Yuan Shen or his physical body, it had been greatly improved, and his martial arts had undergone a earth-shaking change.

The force light group shone all around him, and with his sword, it was like a butterfly dancing, but in a calm moment, it suddenly galloped, conjuring up a fierce sword qi, and stabbed towards the surroundings.

What Chu Xuanyuan had to do was not to destroy a boulder or a mountain peak, but to rely on that powerful sword qi, how to shrink its power, just like a carved sharp knife, how to leave only one trace and not hurt others.

Bang bang bang!

The boulder that was half-inserted on the surface was pierced and shattered one after another, which was far less than the effect Chu Xuanyuan wanted, because the boulder was shattered, indicating that the power of the sword qi was divided. When the power is dispersed, he will not be able to exert his original power.

He closed his eyes slightly, his steps light, and felt the dance of the sword, the slight wind, changing direction every moment. But Qingguang once told him that the sword also has its direction, and when the person who uses the sword grabs the direction of the sword, the sword is the real sword!

Obviously, I have already stepped into the Heavenly Immortal Realm, why can't I understand the second form of the Qing Sword Technique? Chu Xuanyuan secretly asked himself, the mystery of the Qing Sword Technique lies not in practice, but in the meaning, but what is this meaning? Qingguang did not tell Chu Xuanyuan, only said that Chu Xuanyuan must comprehend it himself.

He flipped through the memories in his mind, recalling the seven swords he had introduced, the sword of thunder, which was fierce and fierce, and was the most destructive of the seven swords; the sword of clouds, the sword of the sword, the sword of the sky, like the clouds, was unpredictable; the sword of the wind, the sword of the wind, the sword of the wind, was the fastest of the seven swords; the sword of ice, the cold of the four directions, the meaning of ice, the sword of rain, the sword of the sword, the sword of fire, burning everything, is the soul of the sword!

"What does this mean?"

Chu Xuanyuan sat down cross-legged on the spot, thinking about the implications......

"Unfinished, what is unfinished?"

The bleak moonlight illuminated the thin back, and at the same time illuminated the green light hidden in the bamboo forest, on the bamboo branch above his head, there was still an old ape, with his hands behind his head, leaning on the bamboo branch, I really don't know how such a small bamboo branch can carry its weight.

"Well, this little doll seems to be in a good mood, I don't know if it can really live up to your expectations. You green sword technique, but the dragon can't see the head at the end!grunt!" the old ape said drowsily.

"I believe him, now that he has also touched the sword door of the Blue Sword Technique, how can it be opened, it is a matter of time. Qingguang shook his empty sleeves and said, "My hand will not be in vain, since he is the person prophesied by the Sword Ancestor, then I must believe him." After all, he is the hope of the Desolate Sword Realm. ”

"Hope?haha, I really don't know what you Terrans think, a person from a strange world is called a hope, a prophecy by you, but it's not accurate!"

Of course, if you can do a little favor, I don't need to work so hard. ”

"Hmph, don't think about Lao Tzu's idea, Lao Tzu doesn't care about the affairs of your human race, even if you fight upside down, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu. The old ape snorted coldly.

Qingguang smiled dryly and shrugged his shoulders, it didn't matter. Turn around and walk back.

"Let's go, give him a quiet environment. ”

......

One day passed, two days passed, three days passed.

Every dusk, Qingguang will stand in the bamboo forest and look into the distance, and the thin back has not moved from beginning to end.

"It seems that it will take time, maybe I'm too anxious, Qingguang Sword Technique, how can it be so easy to comprehend?" Qingguang sighed and walked back.

But when he was halfway there, he turned around a little incredibly, and there seemed to be a cyan sword qi speeding in the night sky.

"How...... How is this possible...... This is the complete Blue Sword Technique!"

The young man, who had closed his eyes for three whole days, seemed to have sand and dust shaking off his body. The sword in his hand galloped out, without starting his hand, but followed his movements, stabbing down to the position he wanted!

"Green, blue is better than blue!

Chu Xuanyuan stood up, his robe agitated, and with a stroke of his fingers, his anger was like a sharp sword, cutting what he needed!

"Sure enough, he was the one who was prophesied!"

Qingguang was already excited, he couldn't help but kneel down, looking at the silent starry sky, and holding the Qingzhi Sword in his right hand.

"Sword Ancestor, the person you have to wait for, we have finally arrived!"

He was so excited, so excited, two lines of tears, couldn't stop crying. Generation after generation of Seven Swords, they have waited for a long time, waiting for 10,000 years, not just for this illusory faith. Jian Zu is the god in their eyes, even if it is his word, they have recognized it as the will of "God".

Well?

A slight chill seemed to come from a distant place.

His face suddenly turned cold, and he seemed to feel a hint of ominousness. He immediately arranged a formation to hide his aura around him, ensuring that the movement caused by Chu Xuanyuan would not be transmitted. Then he hurried to the bamboo courtyard.

The bamboo courtyard is still the same as before, and there is a big log in the courtyard, but the old ape has gone somewhere. He pushed the door into the house, and clicked on a certain place, and it suddenly flowed like a river, and the river receded, leaving a hole, and inside was a hidden secret room, surrounded by hidden arrays, even the Venerable and the strong seemed to be difficult to easily find this place.

Here, there are two sitting platforms, as well as a sword case that sits flat on the ground. He flicked his fingers to open the sword box, and inside was a sword, but this sword was exactly the same as the Blue Sword, and even the sword qi emitted from the sword was surprisingly similar.

Qingguang untied the sword at his waist and swapped it with the sword in the sword box, then covered the sword box again, and returned to the house, hiding the secret room.

Then, casually, he pushed the door and went out, and stood quietly in the courtyard, looking into the distance, where there was an endless sound of breaking wind.

Under the embellishment of the sunset, there was a woman, the sword came, the divine sense carefully searched the surroundings, finally, she stopped somewhere, that hidden breath, she will never admit mistakes!

The appearance of the man was sketched in her mind, and finally matched perfectly with the man in the courtyard. She suddenly had an incomparably violent aura permeating her.

"Qingguang, you're really here!"

The woman's voice was full of murderous aura......

(To be continued...... ）