In the beginning, I drew my sword a hundred thousand times

Chapter 20 Blood Demon Sect
Before I knew it, time passed, and another three years passed.

The entire Taihang Sword Sect is thriving.

During these three years, Qin Feng did not stop. Apart from drawing his sword to practice every day, he just fed the cat.

After feeding the cat, he continued to draw his sword and practice.

At this moment, within the sword mound.

Draw your sword!

Clang!
Draw your sword!

Clang!
【Ding!Congratulations to the host, draw the sword 60000 times]

[Sword Art of Killing Immortals by Silence]

【Nine Heavens Thunderbolt】

[Weapon upgrade once]

【Alchemy Golden Eyes】

【Come on host, continue to draw your sword!Those seemingly insignificant day after day will let you see the meaning of persistence one day! 】

Qin Feng put down the rusty sword in his hand.

Take a long breath.

In the past three years, Qin Feng has only drawn his sword less than [-] times.

It's not that Qin Feng is not hardworking enough.

It's just that after drawing the sword 50000 times, the weight of the rusty sword suddenly increased to 50 jin.

It was originally thought that with the continuous improvement of his cultivation, the number of times Qin Feng drew his sword every day would gradually increase.

As everyone knows, the weight of the drawn sword will also increase with the number of times the sword is drawn.

So in the past three years, even though Qin Feng's cultivation reached the third level of the Divine Palace Realm, the speed of drawing his sword did not increase at all, and even declined.

When drawing the sword for the 50000th time, there is only one reward.

That is the sword soul of the Xuchen Sword.

After the fusion, the power of the Xuchen Sword has been greatly increased again.

And it fits better with Qin Feng itself.

Let Qin Feng use it more easily.

Looking at the reward for the 60000th sword in front of him, Qin Feng was calm in his heart.

Already used to it.

After the precipitation of time, Qin Feng is no longer the uninformed Qin Feng at the beginning. Whenever he encounters something, he will always write his emotions on his face.

The Nirvana Killing Immortal Sword Art seems to be a fragment, only a few moves.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Potential contains a profound law of thunder.

But it doesn't have much effect on the current Qin Feng.

At most, it's when they come out to add some atmosphere and use it as a pretense.

Weapons are upgraded once.

This also has some uses.

The Rusty Emperor Sword can be upgraded to the Rusty Ancestor Sword.

As for the world-refining golden pupil.

Qin Feng was looking forward to it.

He also didn't know what effect the world-refining golden pupil would bring.

"Fusion!"

humming sound.

The system works.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and Qin Feng took advantage of the situation to activate the Dao Introverted Art to cover up all the movements.

Nine days of thunder merged.

The weapon is upgraded to the Rusty Sword.

Finally, there is the world-refining golden pupil.

In the misty space, a golden eye suddenly opened, the golden light was dazzling, and the fairy mist was transpiring.

Immediately afterwards, a series of runes emerged.

The gorgeous golden light instantly turned into rays of sunlight, which gradually merged into Qin Feng's eyes.

Suddenly, Qin Feng only felt his eyes heat up.

At this time, the alchemy golden pupils trembled.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's head buzzed, and countless information about the Alchemy Golden Eyes poured into his mind.

As soon as Qin Feng opened his eyes, a world-refining golden glow emerged from the eyes and went straight to Jiuxiao.

At this moment, Tianyun backed away, Qiankun buzzed, and the gorgeous golden light pierced through the sky.

With a change of mind, another function of the Alchemy Golden Eyes was activated.

Everything in front of him became a little hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of fairy mist, and everything in his field of vision felt still.

Qin Feng felt that his field of vision was unprecedentedly clear, and he could even see a leaf slowly falling thousands of miles away.

Qin Feng carefully experienced the mystery of the world-refining golden pupil, and felt that at this moment, everything in front of him was invisible, and he could even see through the illusion.

perspective……

This world-refining golden pupil...can actually see through!Good guy!Straight up guys!

Qin Feng suppressed his inner excitement.

All these movements can only be seen and felt by Qin Feng himself.

Under the effect of the Dao of restraint, the outside world cannot sense the slightest movement.

on the adjacent mountain.

Qingxuan Sword Saint was originally sitting cross-legged, breathing out the essence of heaven and earth.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sword mound not far away.

Am I feeling wrong?

Shouldn't.

I clearly felt that there was a sudden surge of force that shook the world.

But it was really calm and there was no movement.

Qin Feng has integrated all the rewards.

After feeling it for a while, he continued to draw his sword and practice.

Every time the number of times the sword is drawn reaches a certain level, the weight of the sword will increase during the practice of drawing the sword.

Qin Feng has long been used to it, and he is not surprised, so he is ready this time.

Draw your sword!

Clang!
Ok?
Qin Feng was taken aback!
This sword can only be drawn half way!
It wasn't completely pulled out!

What the fuck?
According to Qin Feng's estimation, this sword weighs at least one million catties.

If you can't even draw your sword, how will you deal with the enemy in the future?

Unwilling to be reconciled, Qin Feng secretly mobilized all his strength and gathered it all in his hands.

Draw your sword!

Clang!
The Rusty Sword was still not completely out of its sheath, it was only pulled out three inches more than before.

If it is impossible to draw the sword, not to mention the distance, just like the current practice of drawing the sword has become a problem!
"The system opens the data panel!"

[Host: Qin Feng]

[Cultivation level: third level of the Divine Palace Realm]

【Flesh: Nirvana】

[Number of sword draws: 60002]

[Weapon: Rusty Sect Sword]

60002 sword draws?
This surprised Qin Feng very much.

Could it be...

As long as the sword is drawn and the rusty sword is drawn, no matter how many are drawn, it counts as a sword drawn?
Qin Feng tried to draw his sword again!
Clang!
[Host: Qin Feng]

[Cultivation level: third level of the Divine Palace Realm]

【Flesh: Nirvana】

[Number of sword draws: 60003]

[Weapon: Rusty Sect Sword]

Seeing that the number of sword draws had increased, Qin Feng nodded slightly.

call……

I thought I couldn't continue practicing.

……

Southern Region.

The edge of the South China Sea.

"I'll wait, and welcome the suzerain to return!"

"The suzerain's divine power is unrivaled in the world, shining with the sky!"

"The suzerain's divine power is unrivaled in the world, shining with the sky!"

"The suzerain's divine power is unrivaled in the world, shining with the sky!"

……

Shouts came out in unison, resounding through the world.

The sky stretches like a tsunami.

The suzerain of the Blood Demon Sect, Blood Grudge.

Stepping into the realm of the shrine thousands of years ago, wanting to explore and break through the shackles, he went to sea to seek opportunities to spy on a higher realm of cultivation.

Now that he has returned, he is already at the seventh level of the Divine Palace Realm.

It is only one step away from the Yae of the Jingu realm.

"I went out to sea to practice for a thousand years, but what happened to the sect?"

A hall master knelt forward, cupped his hands and reported: "The sect has developed steadily for thousands of years, and nothing major has happened."

Blood Resentment nodded slightly.

"Ok?"

"What about Xue You?"

The hall master suddenly trembled all over.

Eyes flickering.

"The deputy suzerain..."

Sensing that something was wrong with the hall master, Blood Grudge burst out with a coercion all over his body, pressing directly on the hall master.

The majestic momentum of the seventh level of the Divine Palace Realm made the hall master unable to lift his head.

"Say...how about Xue You!"

The hall master couldn't stand the coercion, and he said loudly: "The deputy master...he was injured a few days ago, and now he is retreating to heal his injuries."

"What? Retreat and heal?"

The blood grudge was furious.

The momentum increased even more, causing the hall master to vomit blood directly.

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(End of this chapter)