First Son-in-law

It's over.

The Master Codex was lost and recovered.

Chen Jinyi was detained, ready to be interrogated.

Qin Li didn't leave, but stood and waited patiently.

Han asked to take care of everything, and couldn't help asking, "Junior Brother Qin, why don't you go to the Great Library to choose the Ninth-Rank Immortal Art?"

Qin Li arched his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Han, there are many Ninth-Rank Immortals in the book building. I don't know which one to choose, so I want to ask you."

"You are really a ghost." Han asked with a slight smile, his face no longer as cold as before: "Let's say, what kind of fairy art do you need?"

"The strongest!" Qin Li was straightforward.

"Oh?" Han asked, his eyes lit up, and he smiled helplessly: "Junior Brother Qin, your ambition is not small!"

"Never mind! Follow me, let's go to the sword club!"

Han asked and flew into the air, Qin Li also controlled Escape and followed.

On the way.

Qin Li asked, "Brother Han, why don't we go to the library."

Han Wendao explained: "The most powerful immortal technique recognized in the academy, "Yi Nian Wan Jian Jue", is no longer in the library, but in the sword department."

Qin Li became interested, the 21st Xixuan Academy, among which the sword department was the most powerful one, and all the sword repairmen in it were fierce fighting men.

quickly!

The two came to the sword department.

There are no palaces and pagodas around here, just some grass cottages built against the mountains, which are quite simple.

Below is an open square where hundreds of disciples of the sword club practice swords.

There are many sword repairs among them, holding iron swords with no edge in their hands, and sparks are splashing when you come and I go.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Qin Li asked curiously, vaguely wondering where he had seen these moves.

Han Wendao explained: "This is Yi Jianshu. It is the main research direction of the Sword Department. It is not the immortality, but the superposition of various sword skills. If you encounter sword repairs in the future, you must not be close by them. The person will be desperate."

Qin Li suddenly realized that, no wonder he was familiar with it. It turned out that the old man from the mountain used the same tricks. It was indeed very agile. Once close, it was extremely troublesome.

At this moment.

A fairy king flew from a distance.

He is eight feet tall, wearing armor, and carrying a huge sword on his back, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Meeting Master Epee." Han asked, arching his hands, and said straight to the point: "I want to take Qin Li to understand "One Thought of Ten Thousand Swords"!"

The epee king looked at Qin Li carefully, and couldn't help laughing boldly: "Is this kid who broke the book theft case? It's really the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves forward, and the generation is stronger than the generation."

"Uncle's good reputation." Qin Li said modestly.

"Come with me!"

The epee immortal king is not wordy, leading the way ahead.

Qin Li, Han asked, following behind.

After turning around.

The three came to a mountain peak.

This mountain peaks soaring into the clouds, disregarding the mountains, like a sword soaring to the sky.

What's interesting is that half of this mountain peak has been cut off, forming a smooth, mirror-like cut surface, densely packed with sword marks of different sizes.

Han asked, "This is Jianya!"

The epee king said with a smile: "Sword mark is "Yi Nian Wan Jian Jue"!"

Qin Li was surprised. He looked at the marks of the sword carefully, and could feel a sharp sword intent. Even after the wind and rain, he was still murderous. Ordinary people would feel pain in their eyes if they watched for a while. If you lean on the cliff, you may be blind.

"Who left this sword mark?" Qin Li asked.

Han asked and replied, "This is left by the late Master Wanjian."

As soon as he mentioned the name, Immortal King Epee's eyes darkened, and he sighed: "The Immortal King of Ten Thousand Swords is my master and the most outstanding swordsman in the history of the academy."

"He learned about the strengths of a hundred schools, integrated more than 1,200 swordsmanship, and created the "One Thought Ten Thousand Sword Art". From then on, he swept the world and became famous. It's a pity that he failed to attack the Immortal King, and he was helpless to die. Only this sword wall is left!"

Qin Li secretly smacked his tongue and blended more than a thousand swordsmanships, how cruel it was.

No wonder "Yi Nian Wan Jian Jue" is hailed as the strongest.

"Junior Brother Qin, go and enlighten you!"

Han Wendao pointed to the small pavilion not far away: "The sword intent contained in the sword mark hurts the spirit. Only by sitting in the Wujian Pavilion can you not be affected."

Qin Li glanced sideways and couldn't help but feel shocked.

The pavilion is not big, only a few people can sit down, but the material used is actually the sixth-grade soul-raising wood, which is really extravagant, no wonder it can ignore the sword intent damage.

"Thank you Brother Han for your advice!"

Qin Li thanked him and flew straight into Wu Jianting.

The epee king squinted his eyes and said in a low voice, "Do you think this kid can understand the sword art?"

Han Wendao said lightly: "Junior Brother Qin is extremely talented, and he will cultivate to the eighth rank of the Immortal Venerable before he is a hundred years old. There should be no problem with the epiphany of sword art.

The King of Heavy Sword shook his head: "I think it's rather unpredictable. It took me 20 years to realize the sword art. Qin Li is not a sword repairer. Even if he is a talented person, he would have to spend one to two hundred years to understand it. ."

"Look at his good fortune! If it doesn't work, I'll take him to the Great Library and choose another Ninth Grade Immortal Art." Han asked, turning around and leaving.

Immortal King Epee glanced at Qin Li, and then left.

Under the sword cliff.

Only Qin Li remained.

"How can I comprehend this sword wall?"

Qin Li looked at the dense and messy sword marks in front of him, and only felt that his scalp was tingling.

The sunset rises in the east and the moon rises in the west.

And this sitting is three days.

He kept staring at Jianbi, and finally saw some doorways.

These complex sword marks can be classified into more than 1,200 kinds, and through the position of the sword marks, he can deduce the trajectory of the sword technique.

If you continue to comprehend, you can feel that more than a thousand swordsmanship are strangling each other, swallowing and merging.

It was like raising Gu, and the last Gu King who survived was the "One Thought Ten Thousand Sword Art" that integrated the strengths of hundreds of families.

Therefore, the more you deduct it, the more obscure and incomprehensible the sword moves become.

Early this morning.

A girl came from the quiet Jianya, and when she approached Qin Li, she frowned.

"Who are you and why are you here? Nobody can wait to get close to Jianya." The girl was rather savage, and she drove people away as soon as she opened her mouth.

Qin Li glanced sideways. She was a beautiful young girl wearing a goose yellow dress and carrying a rapier. She was very beautiful and lovely, but she had a bad temper.

"I'm Qin Li from the Danbu, Master Epee asked me to comprehend here."

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and then sneered: "Nonsense, how could my father allow people from the Danbu to come to Jianya for enlightenment, you hurry up, or stop blaming me for being ruthless."

"Believe it or not!" Qin Li shook his head, not wanting to talk.

Hear the words!

The girl got angry and looked at Qin Li contemptuously and scolded: "Don't leave, right? Let this lady teach you a lesson!"

After all, the girl drew out a rapier, with more than a dozen swords in a row, like a goddess scattered flowers, trying to split Qin Li's clothes instantly and cut off a lot of his long hair by the way.

"Unreasonable!"

Qin Li's complexion sank, showing his momentum.

The imposing manner of the Eighth Stage of the Immortal Venerable is like waves, shaking all directions.

The girl was only the 9th rank of the immortal master, and even the sword with the man was pushed out horizontally, and she fell to the ground heavily, covered in dust, she was really embarrassed.

The girl fell, she was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted: "You bully me!"

The girl was wronged, tears still flowed in her eyes: "Don't think that Xianzun's eight-ranks can bully people casually, I have written down this enmity."

The girl wiped a handful of tears and fled with anger.

Qin Li was speechless.

Why did you cry when you fell?

Besides, it was not him Qin Li who did it first!

The daughter of Master Epee is also too squeamish, anyhow, it is also the 9th rank of Immortal Master.

Qin Li shook his head and continued to comprehend Sword Jue.

Three more days passed.

He went a step further, with some eyebrows.

I feel carefully that the surrounding mountains and winds are chaotic, but there are some laws.

It turns out that as soon as the mountain wind blows through the sword mark, it will be affected by the sword intent, turning into a vortex, and turning into a ripple wind... This is actually the inherent "strength" of the sword.

Sword marks are moves, and breath is inner strength. The combination of the two is a complete sword technique.

"Finally getting started."

Qin Li grinned, he was not proud, because there were still many difficulties ahead.

Following the trajectory left by the Immortal King of Ten Thousand Swords, he also began to integrate more than one thousand two hundred swordsmanships, taking the essence and removing the dross, and merging it into one furnace to refine the "Yi Nian Wan Jian Jue".

He has devoted himself to it.

suddenly.

There was a loud noise in the distance.

"Senior brothers and sisters, that kid bullied me!"