Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 1 Two People in Muliang City
The sky in Muliang City always seems to be brighter late, even if the sun has risen, it is still difficult to dispel the shadows of the thousands of abandoned houses.

The cold wind wandering in the northern desert came to the door, bringing the desolate wind sound like thousands of people crying together, making this city look like a ghost town.

But there are still two people living here!
The former is the Lone Sword Immortal——Luo Qingyang, who is famous all over the world for raising a sword in one city.

The latter is Qi Lin who is still unknown at this moment.

But unlike Luo Qingyang, Qi Lin is a normal person.

He got up when the sun shone into the room.

Pushing open the door and going out, seven pigeons cooed and flew over, holding the food they found in their paws.

Qi Lin took the ingredients from the pigeons, walked into the kitchen, and started cooking.

There was a sound of kitchen knives, smoke rose from the kitchen, and the fragrance overflowed. The desolation of Muliang City seemed to dissipate here.

"Uncle Luo, it's time to eat!"

Qi Lin put the breakfast on the table he made and shouted to the sky.

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and holding a strange long sword appeared beside the table without a sound.

He frowned and said, "Boy Qi, how many times have I told you to avoid fireworks when cooking."

Qi Lin picked up the pottery bowl and rolled his eyes, "I cook for you for free every day and don't charge for it. How can there be so many demands?"

Even though the sword fairy was sitting opposite, Qi Lin was not polite at all, and even rolled his eyes to show his speechlessness.

"I want to use the lonely city to practice swords. You kid ping pong pong every day. How can I practice my desolate sword?"

Luo Qingyang said unforgivingly, but still picked up the bowls and chopsticks with both hands.

Five years ago, Qi Lin sneaked into Muliang City by bypassing the eyeliners of various forces in the world, and won himself the right to live in Muliang City with a contract of a sword.

At first, Luo Qingyang disliked this uninvited child.

Not to mention that the swordsmanship of the two is very different, and Qi Lin also likes to toss, making a good Mu Liangcheng alive.

But after a long time, he got used to it.

After all, Luo Qingyang is also a human being, and as a human being, he doesn't like to be alone.

He was able to guard the lonely city alone for decades, not because he wanted to be lonely, but because he wanted to bring out the younger sisters in Tianqi City so that they would no longer be lonely.

Qi Lin's arrival made him feel like a human being again.

"I haven't seen you draw your sword for half a month! Although you and I have different ways, practicing sword is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

Breakfast was finished soon, and Luo Qingyang was sitting upright, he could still guide Qi Lin in sword practice.

Qi Lin drew up his true energy, drew a stream of water to wash the tableware, and at the same time replied: "I have encountered a bottleneck recently, and I have no clue, so I just want to relax."

"The bottleneck? Of the seven swordsmanship you have practiced, as long as you specialize in one, what is the bottleneck that you can go directly to the Happy Heaven Realm at any time?"

Luo Qingyang, as a sword fairy, has such vicious eyesight, he has already seen Qi Lin's problem.

"Naturally it is the bottleneck of the fusion of the seven sword arts.

The seven swords are combined, and the seven qi are combined into one, and you can enter the realm of the Great Bright Sword! "

"Now I have an understanding with Qijian, and the Qimen swordsmanship can be used like a finger, but I don't know how to combine them."

Qi Lin shook his head in distress, and stretched out his hand.

Changhong, Bingpo, Ziyun, Yuhua, Benlei, Qingguang, Whirlwind.

The seven divine swords flew over and cheered happily around Qi Lin, the sword master.

Twelve years ago, Ye Dingzhi, the lord of the Heavenly Outer Heavens, led an army to attack Beili. Qi Lin also traveled to this world and became a soldier on the battlefield. The memory of the successor of the Seven Swords came out.

Relying on the Seven Swords, he escaped from the battlefield, but instead of wandering into the rivers and lakes, he went into the mountains and forests to practice the Seven Swords swordsmanship painstakingly.

Today, he has reached the pinnacle of the realm of freedom in the mouth of warriors in this world, and he can step into the realm of freedom at any time.

But he doesn't want to.

After Mo Jiang, the swordsmith of the Huoshan tribe, forged the Bright Sword, Changhong Sword Master held this divine sword and fought against the Lingshan Gate in the nine heavens.

But at that time, each of the seven swords had its own owner, and the thirteen-level fire dancing and whirlwind swordsmanship of Changhong swordsman himself was unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and it could fight gods and demons with strength, so this technique was shelved.

Qi Lin thought that he was not as stunning and talented as Changhong Sword Master, so he practiced the way of the Great Bright Sword from the beginning.

But now, he has achieved success in the seven swords and the Huowu whirlwind swordsmanship, but he still has no idea how to achieve the unity of the seven qi.

"Fighting is the best way to progress. If you want, I can fight with you!" Luo Qingyang said suddenly.

Qi Lin was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Uncle Luo, I know you are kind, but I haven't lived enough yet, let's forget it!"

Luo Qingyang had already lost his mind, and since he was helping him realize this time, he wouldn't hold back like when they first met.

"Should I find someone to combine the Seven Swords, or should I forge the Sword of Light?"

"But the Seven Swords refuse to be used by anyone other than me, and there is no material in this world to cast the Bright Sword!"

The more Qi Lin thought about it, the more depressed he became, feeling like his head was about to explode.

Luo Qingyang frowned, looked at the city gate, "Someone stepped into the city gate!"

"Who would come to a place like this?"

There are really quite a few people around Muliang City, all of them are spies, watching Luo Qingyang, the lone sword fairy, to see if he will leave the city.

But for more than ten years, no one has just stepped into this city.

"Go and see!"

Luo Qingyang has always been unwilling to use his brain for such trivial matters, so he moved and disappeared in place.

Qi Lin shook his head, put the seven swords in the sword case he made, and followed.

He had no intention of showing his face, so he hid behind the roof not far away, and seven pigeons landed beside him, motionless.

After coming to Muliang City for so long, he really never saw anyone come to trouble Luo Qingyang.

This time there is a good show to watch.

The visitor was not a single person, but a group of soldiers, dressed in black armor, with sharp knives hanging on their waists, holding spears, and riding horses on their crotches, exuding the evil spirit of veterans in all battles.

The leading general wore an iron armor outlined with gold threads, and hung two tiger-headed golden knives on his waist, his murderous aura was still above all the soldiers.

However, Luo Qingyang was not interested in them and simply turned around.

Just thinking about it, Mu Liang City moves.

Although the sword was not out of its sheath, the street and the houses on both sides of the street turned into pure desolation sword energy and rushed towards the soldiers who broke into the city without authorization.

"Combine!"

The leading general drew out the double swords behind his back, and dozens of soldiers put up a spear array, trying to resist the sword energy with the evil spirit of the battlefield army.

But after all, they still overestimated themselves. Within a few breaths, dozens of soldiers had fallen to the ground, and their horses lay on the ground, wailing and weeping.

Seeing this, the leading general gritted his teeth and shouted: "I am the chief general of the Beili Central Army, the golden-armored general Ye Xiaoying. I was instructed by my brother Lei Mengsha, and I am here to ask little brother Qi Lin for help."

After Ye Xiaoying finished speaking, the sword energy all over the city dissipated in an instant, and the pressure on his shoulders dissipated in an instant. He gritted his teeth and held on so that he did not fall off the horse.

"Empty words are useless!"

Luo Qingyang's voice sounded in the city.

(End of this chapter)