Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 416 Nine Swords

  The rock collapsed, and the sandy ashes were scattered with the wind.

   A white beam of light stood on the ground, and in the eyes of all the people, it restrained the divine light, returned to ordinary, and turned into an iron sword with a dark color and even a little rust.

   At the same time, the huge figure standing between heaven and earth shrank to the size of an ordinary person, with light toes, hanging above the iron sword.

   Centered on the man, the Bulao Mountain for hundreds of miles shook wildly, the immortal sword formation shattered, the situation was shocked, and the sky changed several times.

  The commoner is iron, the body is stern, the sword eyebrows are furious, the appearance is dignified, and the indifference looks repulsive, as if the whole person is standing in the sky, which makes everyone present feel awe from their hearts.

   Abandon the scriptures.

   "Second-generation disciple Qin Fangtian, pays a visit to the master."

   "Disciple Mu Lichen, meet the patriarch."

   "Three generations of disciples...

  Crash-

  The long swords were put away, the soldiers were all slaughtered, and the sword cultivators faced the immortal sword master, and they all knelt down like a golden mountain and a jade pillar.

   Even though Chong Yuxiao and Yan Jun, who had their hearts on Qing Gan and used the name of the Heavenly Sword Sect to rebel against each other, knelt down honestly at this moment, with a humble demeanor and extremely filial piety.

   The two did not kneel.

   Earth Immortal Corpse, the zombie's hands and feet are stiff, it is extremely difficult for him to kneel, and his existence is arrogant and unwilling to bow to a remnant soul.

  Lu Bei, for no other reason, he just didn't want to kneel.

   Qilijing didn't mind, and looked at the two of them calmly. After a while, he pointed to the sword and rubbed the sword light, and hit two sword fingers in a row.

  The air waves are emptied, and the void rolls like a sea for a while.

The two sword lights shot the dragon roar, and came to Lu Bei and the corpse of the earth immortal in an instant. The rolling and roaring immortal sword intent made Lu Bei tremble. Just touch it, and the sword heart, sword intent, and even the sword body will all be known. falling apart.

   At this time, he roughly understood that Zhan Lexian was facing his suffocation.

  The white light crossed, Da Shitian and Da Jingtian came straight in, loyally stood in front of Lu Bei, and at the moment of collision, the two divine swords fell weakly to the ground.

The light spot of   Immortal Sword Intent stagnated slightly, and the next second, the Stegosaurus shattered, hundreds of sword lights scattered vertically and horizontally, repeatedly cutting around Lu Bei, killing the red waves in the air, and the blood energy instantly thickened.

  Qin Fangtian and Mu Lichen were shocked. The two of them hurriedly stood up to save people. Suddenly, their shoulders sank. Jianxin and Jianyi were not under their control.

   Pillars of smoke soared into the air.

  Two.

The    Earth Immortal Corpse also suffered the same treatment, but he was even worse than Lu Bei. The black broad sword was not the nine swords. Although it could also carry the immortal sword intent, its master was Chong Yuxiao, a youthful rebel.

   The purpose of Chong Yuxiao's worship in Tianjianzong is very simple, to strengthen the remaining forces of Qingqian, and one day lead Qingqian to make a comeback.

   For the immortal sword intent, Chong Yuxiao is only partially loyal, and if the loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal.

   The black broadsword was cut in two by the immortal sword light. The magic weapon related to his life was severely damaged. Chong Yuxiao vomited blood and mourned.

   On the smooth section, the earth immortal jade bone can be seen.

   As for the corrupted black-blooded body, the death energy is too strong, and there is no spiritual energy to speak of, let alone mention it.

   sprinkled two sword lights, Abandoned Jing raised his eyebrows and looked to the face of Mount Bulao, with a startling glance, the sword intent swept across the sky.

   Outside Bu Lao Mountain, a muffled hum sounded, a beautiful back vomited blood and fled, the sky above his head surrounded by thunder, and he looked like he was about to be struck by thunder.

   The thunder vortex slowly dissipated until it disappeared.

  !

   The ruins exploded into dust, and Lu Bei knelt down on one knee, summoned Da Shitian and Da Jingtian with both hands, and stood up slowly with his sword.

  The sword eyes moved, and the pressure increased, and he staggered under his feet, almost unsteady.

   The terrifying pressure was as vast as the sea, the abyss was like the sky, and it poured down like no end. Lu Bei lost consciousness in his legs, and was reluctant to bend his knees. The immortal sword intent in the body is oppressed, and regardless of whether the opposite is his creator abandoning the scriptures and supporting Lu Bei's legs, as the oppression gets bigger and bigger, the resistance becomes more and more intense.

   rumbling—

  The white light stream surging, gushes out from Lu Bei as the center, the two momentums collide, and the pressure in the air suddenly surges. The ground rumbled and vibrated, and the gravel and broken wood were suspended from the ground. Under the impact of the exploding white aerosol, it swept in all directions like a cannonball.

  Boom! !

   At the last moment when Lu Bei was unable to support him, the pressure suddenly disappeared, his body covered in blood swayed, his eyes turned around, and he almost lost consciousness due to the loss of strength.

   "The bones are good, they're pretty hard."

   Qilijing said lightly: "Young people are arrogant, it's good, that's up to me."

  “???”

   A string of question marks floated across Lu Bei's forehead. The distance was too far. He didn't hear what Qi Lijing was saying, but he heard the word 'follow me'.

   "Young man, sign up."

   "Lubei."

  The sound of thunder pierced his ears, resounding in his heart, Lu Bei subconsciously reported his name, and he heard the Abandonment Sutra continue to ask: "How old have you been practicing the immortal sword intent?"

"Last October, I got Changchong Sword Intent. In December, I realized Changchong Sword Intent. In April this year, I got Inquiry Sword Intent. Five days later, I realized Inquiry Sword Intent. I'll get Immortal Sword Intent that day." Lu Bei was neither humble nor arrogant, truthful back.

   Nothing to be ashamed of, he is just that good.

   For a time, there was silence all over the sky, and even the Abandonment Sutra was silent for a while.

   "Boy, how long have you been practicing?"

   "Before April last year, it's been almost 16 months since I set foot on the road of cultivation." Lu Bei replied truthfully again, he has no other advantages, he has been sincere since he was a child.

   This time, there was no silence in the Abandonment Scripture, and he nodded with relief: "Yes, you can follow me in terms of aptitude. You can understand the immortal sword intent, but it is not a humiliation."

   "No way, I heard people say that you have practiced..."

   "Boy, you have good aptitude for swordsmanship, let me take a look at your swordsmanship."

   Not waiting for Lu Bei to talk nonsense, Qi Lijing stepped in front of him, raised his hand, and the rusted iron sword fell into his palm, and stabbed out a sword without any surprise.

  The mighty swords are covered, thousands of light spots are lit synchronously, and the ghostly sword shadows pull up the dense curtain, cutting the air into ripples wherever they pass.

   There is no sword intent attached, pure swordsmanship skills.

   In the sharp sound of breaking the air, Lu Bei's golden eyes shrank suddenly, only to feel the cold wind blowing across his body, his hair stood up, and he was indescribably horrified.

   An iron sword, a mediocre blow, without using any supernatural skills, but under the observation of God's purpose, every sword light is an entity, and there are only two nine swords in his hand, which can't be blocked at all.

  The invisible sword qi stings the whole body, Lu Bei retreats again and again, his long hair drifts disorderly in the violent airflow fluctuations, and the chaotic steps have fallen into the disadvantage at the moment of the fight.

   "Hoohoho——"

   Earth Immortal Corpse rushed out with a broken sword and wanted to join the team of Immortal Sword Intent, but was pushed away by Abandoned Classics with a snap of his fingers, and his brute force was like a child at this moment, falling down the mountain stream in a whirl.

  Go away, there is no place for you here.

"This…"

   "Grandpa... is teaching him swordsmanship?"

   This boy is so good and so capable, he deserves it too! xN

   Damn, I'm so envious! xN

   For a while, the air above Bulao Mountain was filled with sour gas, even Qin Fangtian, who had just recognized Lu Bei as the eldest brother, was sour at the moment, and his old face became extremely hideous due to jealousy.

If Qin Fangtian and these mad believers who abandoned the scriptures are just envious, jealous, and hated, the young people such as Chong Yuxiao and Yan Jun are already sad and cold-hearted. , in the iron sword, in the Tianjian Peak.

   Who would have thought of this.

  In the eyes of outsiders, Lu Bei has a great opportunity, the immortal sword master feeds the sword in person, and he learns casually, and he has an infinite future.

   Only Lu Bei didn't think so.

   He teaches very well and is very attentive, as if he can really learn!

  锵! !

   Eaten and deflated again and again, Lu Bei's body full of scars added blood, and in a rage, the immortal sword intent exploded in his body.

  Go away with your swordsmanship, someone from Lu walks the rivers and lakes, always convincing people with reason, pressing people with power, what is the use of swordsmanship.

   He raised his head to the sky and let out a long whistle, and seven black vortexes exploded behind his back. With his long hair flying, the remaining seven swords and nine swords were summoned.

   Great momentum, great tranquility, great power, great virtue, great loneliness, great silence, great sternness, great solemnity, great fear…

  The nine-handed black great sword bathed in immortality, washed away the black powder, and the white light sword wheel spread out in an instant, and the mighty blazing white sword light rushed out.

   "Swordsmanship is average, like nothing, only reckless, that's not up to me." Qilijing shook his head slightly, not waiting for Jiujian to show his power, and pointed to Chengjian to create a ripple in the air.

  In an instant, Jiujian's momentum vented, and Ding Ling fell to the ground.

  While Lu Bei was stunned, Qi Lijing slowly stepped forward with his sword, the iron sword slashed the trajectory of the antelope and hung its horns. When he reacted, the blade of the sword hit his neck, spreading a chill.

   "Boy, you lost."

  “…”

   Isn't this TM nonsense, I will win you?

  Lu Bei's eyes narrowed slightly. At this moment, he had an unprecedented desire for immortality.

  30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don’t bully the poor!

Abandoning the Scriptures and removing the iron sword, he looked at the location of Tianjian Peak from a distance: "Lu Bei, right, you can push immortality with nine swords, and your aptitude is really good. I will divide the immortal sword intent into nine and pass it on. No one was ever expected to do that."

  Lubei: "…"

   The mood is complicated, how can I put it, I feel that this person in front of me is quite pitiful.

   "However, since you have completed your cultivation, everything is destined, and it is time for me to complete my task." Abandoning the classics slowly opened his mouth, and pointed to Lu Bei's eyebrows.

   The latter retreated and evaded, losing to Abandoned Classics with superb swordsmanship, and was pointed at the position between the eyebrows.

  [You come into contact with [Immortal Sword Canon], do you spend 0 skill points to learn? ]

   "Get my sword intent, learn my inheritance, from now on, you will be the master of these nine swords..."

In the    personal panel prompt tone, Lu Bei heard the voice of abandoning the classics getting quieter, and hurriedly came back to his senses, and stopped his faded figure: "Where was the sword sect that day, is this sect master the second sect master?"

   "Only the second term, what about the last term, is he dead?"

  “…”

   said that death is also possible, anyway, it is no longer in the world.

  Lu Bei was speechless and complained. Abandoning the scriptures was also a little stunned. He roughly understood what he was about, shook his head, and said indifferently: "If you want to be the suzerain, just do it, this matter has nothing to do with me."

   "What about them?"

Lu Bei raised his hand to Chong Yuxiao and the others, his eyes were full of kind smiles, and he made a small report: "These people deceive their teachers and destroy their ancestors, betray the immortal sword intent inheritance, and don't take your old man seriously at all. , keep digging your grave, singing and dancing on the lid of your coffin."

   (end of this chapter)