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Chapter 613 Qingyi Sword

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Ten thousand!
The sword is like a dragon, and the shadow of the sword is like a streamer.

On the jagged mountain top, the woman is dressed in green clothes like water, her black hair is slightly brushed, her eyes are calm, she holds a thin sword in her hand, and the light flashes as she flips her wrist, outlining a faint picture of light and shadow in the back of the vast mountains.

The colorful clouds in the sky are just rising, and the mist is lingering. Among the gorgeous colors, the streamer drawn by the rapier is magnificent, like a flying fairy from the sky, ethereal and dreamy.

The speed of the woman's wrist turning is not fast, and she even has a bit of leisurely fun, but looking intently, the rapier held in the palm of her hand can only be seen dancing with streamers of light, but she still can't see the details of the rapier. appearance.

With a flick of the wrist, a cover.

It was just the simplest movement of chopping, but in the woman's hands, there was a faint aura of wind and thunder.

A sword slashed, but before it could be seen clearly, the stream of light had passed, and then there was a slight sound of wind and thunder, which exploded in the void outside the mountain peak, before the sound fell, the next sound of wind and thunder followed.

Lingchu's eyes were looking at the vast mountains in front of him calmly, and the Qingyi sword in his hand was dancing like clouds and flowing water.

In the past three years, she has already understood all these basic sword moves by heart. She didn't even need to think about it deliberately, as soon as she held the sword in her hand, she used it naturally.

It was as if it had been carved into the muscles, into the bones.

In three years, she could use the slashing and stabbing sword moves in a row, and the power was enough to break water and crack rocks.

Ten thousand times of practice has also been shortened to two hours.

For the rest of the time, Lingchu spent his time observing mountains and rivers, morning glow, sea of ​​clouds, sun and moon, and galaxy
This is the moment when the morning glow is rising. There was a torrential rain last night, which washed the mountains into greenery. Every flower, plant and tree was full of vitality. Among the sea of ​​clouds, today's mountains are covered with a layer of tulle that is faintly visible in the green.

Even the morning sun, which has just revealed half of its body, seems to be indistinct in this cloud and mists, and the beautiful rays of the sun are also half hidden in the clouds and mists.

The air after the rain was fresh and comfortable. Lingchu didn't use his spiritual power to stop him, and the brows of his hair were slightly icy cold.

After practicing Wanji's sword moves, the moment he raised his eyes, he saw the morning glow breaking through the clouds and mist, and the ten thousand zhang rays of light seemed to descend from the sky, tearing apart all the covering, and coming out, like a neon dress draped over the mountains in the blink of an eye.

The mountains that were originally plain and clean became gorgeous and brilliant in the breath.

Xiaguang is actually not heavy, even very light, but falling into the world, it is so dazzling and moving.

It's like the fairy in the sky, who has fallen into the mortal world. She is clearly out of the world, but she is so beautiful.

The jet-black pupils reflected the rays of the sun, and a little light suddenly lit up in the eyes, burning as brightly as the morning glow.

There was a sudden realization in Lingchu's heart, and without hesitation, he took out the small Dharma transmission sword in the storage bracelet, and gently stuck it to his forehead.

Although with her current cultivation base, even if she doesn't put it between her forehead and eyebrows, she can still see the contents inside, but she posted it like this to see it more clearly.

The warm touch fell on the forehead between the eyebrows, gently dispelling the cold breath of dew in the morning, the consciousness poured into the small sword, and Lingchu's eyes suddenly became absent-minded.

Blinking, then opening his eyes again, Lingchu saw an extremely gorgeous stream of light falling from the sky. This stream of light seemed illusory, but as soon as this stream of light came out, it instantly made everything around him pale. Only this faint streamer is left.

The thoughts in her mind were changing rapidly, and the streamer in front of her eyes was light and graceful, but it was only for a short moment, Lingchu was completely submerged by this streamer, and the next moment, her eyes were completely white.

Eyes closed and opened abruptly.

Click.

The scene in front of me has not yet caught my eyes, and a crisp cracking sound has already fallen into my ears.

Lingchu blinked blankly, a breeze blew past her eyes, fine gray and white debris drifted away from her eyes like quicksand, the fingertips holding the little sword suddenly emptied, and the cool fingertips just touched the center of her eyebrows.

Blinking again, Lingchu didn't open his eyes again, but directly closed his eyes tightly, letting his fingertips touch the center of his eyebrows, letting the gray and white debris go away with the wind, the whole person fell into a strange state.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, that extremely bright streamer was constantly recalled in Lingchu's heart, and that amazing feeling was always lingering in his heart, and it would never go away.

Slowly, the sky filled with the glow of dawn and dawn appeared in Lingchu's sea of ​​consciousness, intertwining and colliding with that stream of light continuously.
The morning sun hanging in the sky gradually rises, and when it reaches the center, the strong sunlight dispels the thin clouds and mists, making the mountains more green and vibrant, birds singing in the mountains, delicate flowers blooming on the branches, and animals running in the forest.

The whole world is full of vitality.

The sun is slanting to the west, the sunset is dark, the sky is dyed with warm orange, but there is a slight coolness in the air, the tired birds return to their nests, the flowers and trees are shallow, the animals are inhabiting, and the night is quietly jumping on the branches.

The whole world became silent.

The sun rises and the sun sets, and the day is bright and the night is dark.

The sun and the moon alternate, day and night turn, and time flows like water.

Lingchu stood on the top of the mountain, with black hair constantly rising and falling with the wind, his robe fluttering, his eyes always closed, his arms always half-raised, pointing motionlessly between his eyebrows.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and she still maintains this posture, motionless, as firm as a rock.

Cold and heat are not invaded, dust is not stained, and there is no dirt or tiredness.

Even though half a month passed, Lingchu's complexion was still rosy, and his aura was still stable, without any change. The only difference, perhaps, was the rapier in his hand.

The rapier is very thin, only as thick as a thumb, and the handle is a bamboo joint. Between the bamboo joint and the sword body, a small sword bore is naturally formed, separating the sword body from the hilt.

The shape of the sword hilt is like a bamboo knot, and its color is also like that, verdant and verdant, like chalcedony, warm and moist than jade.

The sword body is slender, the blade is thin and sharp, with a faint cold glow, its body is like jade, the color is blue and green, the green is thick but not scattered, it seems to be carved from the best jadeite.

This is a thin sword that looks extremely delicate and beautiful. It doesn't look like a sword used for killing, but more like a jade crafted by a famous master.

But with the passage of time, this delicate and beautiful rapier slowly began to glow faintly, and the void around the sword began to become distorted, and there seemed to be faint rays of light fading away.

The momentum gradually became terrifying.

It was another morning of drizzle, when the morning sun once again broke through the misty sea of ​​clouds and reflected the rays of light in the drizzle all over the sky. When it was extremely magnificent, Lingchu, who had been motionless for half a month, suddenly and slowly raised his head. The Qingyi sword in his hand.

Very slowly and casually, it fell lightly towards the distant mountains.

　Needless to say, my mother’s operation went well, and she will be discharged from the hospital next week. In the past two days, there have been fewer bottles. Needless to say, it’s hard work to be hospitalized, not only for the patients, but also for the accompanying people. Therefore, Needless to say, I sincerely wish everyone here to be safe, healthy and healthy!Let's keep healthy and exercise! (Although it is not a salted fish!)
　　
　
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