I turned daily skills into supernatural powers

Chapter 106 What a Strong Sword Intent

However, this scene just now also attracted the attention of countless people in the city.

Ordinary people don't know what happened, but they are alarmed by Lei Yin.

Then he watched in surprise that a crack appeared in the sea of ​​clouds.

At the entrance of Xiangmanlou, a man with a long sword stopped in his tracks.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky with a face full of surprise: "What a strong sword intent!"

In a secret house behind the Wan Family Ancestral Hall.

Wan Yinchang stood respectfully in front of a shrine and said something.

On the shrine, there was a little red fox lying lazily.

But at this moment, the red fox suddenly teleported and flew to the window.

Looking up at the sky, he couldn't help saying: "Sure enough, there are some masters in this city!"

"Daxian, what happened?" Wan Yinchang looked at the red fox in surprise, not knowing what happened.

"Xiao Wanzi, I am enshrined by you. I just promised to keep your house safe. Don't say anything else. I'm going to retreat recently. If there is nothing important, don't bother me to clean up!"

After speaking, the red fox turned into a phantom, flew into the shrine, and disappeared.

On the red-sleeved pavilion, the green-clothed girl and the purple-skirted woman were also lying at the window, looking at the scene in the sky.

"This sword is so strong, I don't know which master of swordsmanship made this sword!" The girl in green said a little surprised.

The woman in the purple skirt nodded and said nothing, but in the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty, there are people with such a state that can be counted on one hand.

I just don't know which one of them came to Qingzhou City.

And why cut such a sword.

In Prince Jing'an Mansion, the old prince of the Zhao family and several martial arts masters of the Zhao family also looked at the sky in shock.

The sword just now was really shocking, and they couldn't help but feel their hearts shudder and their hairs stand on end.

Although the sword intent had dissipated at this time, there was still a murderous aura in the world, and even the sound of wind and thunder echoed.

However, at this time, Wei Yi himself was also surprised.

He originally wanted to try the poetry that condensed everyone's will and emotional resonance, and how powerful it could be.

In the end, he didn't expect that the sword just now had such power.

If the power of that sword hadn't been sent to the sky, it would have caused huge damage if it fell on any part of the academy.

Wei Yi felt that this sword might be enough to kill a martial artist of rank five or even higher.

Sure enough, Du Shaoling's pen and ink spirit was integrated. After this forest of brush and ink turned into a real forest, its power has been greatly improved.

And Wei Yi guessed that the golden light can also buff the energy of pen and ink.

Coupled with the emotional sympathy and strong will of the students just now, they gathered together.

Formed the sword that split the sea of ​​clouds.

"Great, this brilliant pen has condensed the power of resonance, and its power is really powerful!" Wei Yi was excited.

In the future, relying on the energy of this ink, I will have enough power to protect myself.

Moreover, he turned around and wrote this poem into his Yitian sword with penetrating three points.

It can also increase its power by a large amount.

In the future, I will hold a group of students in my hands, gather the resonance power of everyone, and the vast forest of brush and ink.

Enough to have real self-preservation power in this world.

Thinking of this, Wei Yi suddenly felt that the sword just now split the haze in his heart.

Whether it is the teaching of heaven and man, or the threat of an enemy country.

In front of his own sword, it seems that there will be a day when the clouds will be cleared.

Think about the resonance power of just 30 people.

If the power of resonance of tens of thousands of generals is gathered with a brilliant pen, what kind of powerful power will it exert.

Du Shaoling and the others looked at the sky, and it took a long time for their excited emotions to calm down.

It wasn't just the sea of ​​clouds in the sky that was split by the sword just now.

There is also their confused future and their new life.

They saw a new world, a new future.

They yearn for this power, eager to become Confucian and Taoist practitioners as Du Fuzi said.

"You have also seen it just now. This is Confucianism and Taoism. Words are like knives, poems are like swords, they can kill enemies, destroy armies, kill demons and demons, and swallow mountains and rivers with anger!" Wei Yi's voice sounded again.

Everyone fell silent immediately, listening to Wei Yi's words carefully, with piercing eyes and excited expressions.

"I practice Confucianism and Taoism. What I cultivate is the spirit of brush and ink, knowledge and talent, and cultivation and morality!"

"Today, you are the first batch of students selected by me at Qingfeng Academy, it doesn't mean that you are superior to others, and it doesn't mean that you are already above everyone else.

I choose you just because you work harder and harder than ordinary people.

The most important quality of Confucianism and Taoism is hard work and hard work.

You must also remember that entrusting this extraordinary power to you is a responsibility and a heavy burden..."

Wei Yi started some brainwashing again, um, teaching.

The main purpose is to beat them, lest they suddenly possess extraordinary power, get carried away and get carried away.

"Students understand!" Everyone answered in unison, with serious expressions.

Wei Yi said no more, since he chose these people, he naturally trusted their virtues.

And right now their role is to contribute the energy of pen and ink.

In the future, whether you can use the energy of brush and ink to display its power is entirely up to you to control.

So he wasn't afraid that they would use pen and ink indiscriminately.

Wei Yi paused and then said: "If you want to become a practitioner of Confucianism and Taoism, you should remember these four sacred words: establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations!"

As soon as Wei Yi uttered these four sentences, everyone present was once again shocked.

These four sentences can be said to be concise and meaningful, like thunder piercing the ears, directly hitting the soul.

Even Du Shaoling felt that his soul was touched, and his whole body was as if struck by lightning.

In an instant, countless golden light spots also continuously converged towards Wei Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden blazing sun seemed to have grown in size again.

Under the golden light, the brush and ink forest seemed to become more lush and vibrant.

"Next, I will teach you the method of cultivation, open up the sea of ​​knowledge for you, and condense the forest of brush and ink!" Wei Yi continued.

Immediately, he directed everyone to hold hands with each other, form a circle, and then sit cross-legged and close their eyes.

And let them recite the four holy words just now silently in their hearts.

At the same time, Wei Yi also controlled his brush and ink forest, and established connections with these students.

In an instant, a lot of energy of brush and ink gathered in the forest of brush and ink in Wei Yi's sea of ​​knowledge, forming a large forest again.

Because among these 30 people, there are also a few old masters from the academy.

They also condensed a lot of pen and ink energy, and contributed to this forest together.

And the consciousness of those 30 people was instantly pulled into the forest of brush and ink, and entered that strange world that was extremely mysterious to them.

After Wei Yi left the academy, Du Shaoling began to organize everyone to practice the spirit of brush and ink together.

The so-called people gather firewood with high flames, and the spirit of pen and ink in Wei Yi's sea of ​​knowledge increases rapidly.

In less than half an hour, a towering tree was condensed.

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(End of this chapter)