First Son-in-law

"Coincident!"

Qin Li smiled.

There is no direction in being sad.

Here is a map of crape myrtle.

"Brother Baili, where is this sword dance palace?"

Bailijian explained: "When the emperor comes to Ziwei, he will go to the sword palace to watch the goddess dance sword and appreciate the mystery of swordsmanship."

"Swire swordsmanship!"

Qin Li was excited and interested.

His swordsmanship is at a bottleneck, and maybe he can get something to go to Dance Sword Palace.

suddenly!

There was a surge of feet.

More than a dozen corpses crawled out of the soil.

Their skin is purple, their flesh is rotten, and they are mixed with ancient burial power.

"These are probably all the servant girls of Ziwei." Bailijian shot, although he could not use magical powers, but after a few swords, they all became extinct.

Dugu Old Demon explained: "The power of ancient burial, the origin of the practice of corpse, all living people buried in it will turn into zombies, almost eternal. So it can be preserved from the ancient times."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Qin Li is the pubic field of internal vision.

The fairy wood takes root in the holy spring and becomes more and more prosperous.

After absorbing the cursing power of the Jade Mountain Range, it became stronger.

Now it has one zhang three, the mouth of the bowl is thin and green, and there are eighteen main branches that are like sharp swords, piercing all directions. There are sixteen fairy roots, as thick as a snake, spreading and growing, and have small divided roots.

The immortal wood is completely mature, and the sapphire tree trunks linger around the road mark immortal patterns, intertwining the rules of heaven and earth, and it is profound and infinite.

There are eight hundred leaves on it, all of which are different, with a fan shape, a flat peach shape, a needle-leaf shape, and an axe shape... Flowing through the Dao Xianwen, bursting out the sound of enlightenment.

"Why is there no movement?"

Qin Li was a little puzzled that the power of burial of the ancients should also be the food of immortal wood.

"Is it a picky eater?" Qin Li's mouth twitched.

At the beginning of the accumulation of grain on the plain, the immortal woods did not resist, and later cursed the Jade Mountain Range, only to devour the powerful fallen monks.

Nowadays, it seems that the thin ancient burial power is totally insignificant.

He is helpless.

Bailijian leaned over:

"Brother Qin, I have a discussion with you."

"What's the matter? Speak straight!" Qin Li smiled generously.

Bailijian arched his hands and said, "I want to have a glimpse of "Twenty-Three Washing Sword Records", and I am willing to exchange "Billions of Dust Lightsaber"."

Qin Li was happy.

This idea has long been there.

"It's easy to say, a trivial matter!"

The two exchanged Saint Jane to confirm each other.

Among them is the mark of a saint, which cannot be transcribed and can only be exchanged for reading.

Qin Li's careful reading is spectacular.

This is the work of the endless sword emperor's hard work, sometimes with the light and the dust, sometimes with infinite killing intent.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of dust turned into swords, and the oceans shed like a river.

Bailijian was also amazed: "It is a masterpiece of the Twenty-Three Sages, probably the best grindstone in the world. The more you look at it, the more you become more energetic. I sigh that the kendo is vast, and these zombie bones are just the object of practice."

Say it!

He shook the ground one step.

Hundreds of zombies were unearthed.

Baili sword drew the sword and stabbed. Although it has no magical powers, its lethality is amazing.

Not to be outdone, Qin Li recalled the contents of the sacred Jane and played a few swordsmanship. It was truly changeable and unpredictable.

The two turned on the harvest mode and rushed away, just like cutting grass. Pieces of zombies fell and were crushed.

Master, Demon Lord, Dugu Old Demon, Xue Ji, and Xiao Bai followed behind, and they were happy and relaxed, and at the same time marveling at the horror of their swordsmanship.

A few days in a row.

Everyone is getting closer to the Wujian Palace.

The two also increasingly revealed the very different styles of swordsmanship, completely different.

Qin Li showed off his sharp edge, he had to use his sword quickly, he had to kill a man hard, and he would kill him with a single blow. There was absolutely nothing left to do.

Bailijian's style is another style, splendid, unrestrained, and even unconstrained.

I can clearly feel that his sword is the mood, moving with his heart, and it is like life, ups and downs.

"Brother Baili, your swordsmanship is fresh and refined. This is the first time I have encountered it." Qin Li was surprised.

"Because what I pursue is the ultimate fantasy of kendo, one sword and one world." Bailijian stood leaning on the sword, looking into the distance.

"what!"

Qin Li raised his brow.

Kendo has two ultimate fantasy.

One sword breaks ten thousand laws, one sword makes one world.

The former destroys everything, symbolizes the simplicity of the sword, and slays fiercely. With a single sword, all methods can be broken.

The latter creates the world, symbolizing the multiplication of swords and the endless changes. Although a sword, it can give birth to countless scenes.

They are all impossible swordsmanship, one death in a lifetime, one complex and one simple, symbolizing two directions, and they are also the most extreme swords.

"Wonderful!"

Qin Li sighed in his heart.

Old Demon Dugu smiled and said, "Fate."

The demon master laughed: "The same people will always meet."

Fortunately, Qin Li was surprised to meet fellow travellers, and exchanged with them, which was very rewarding.

"Arrived!"

Bailijian stopped.

Ahead is a plain of purple soil.

Looking up, it is a continuous building community.

Guidian Orchid Palace, Qionglou Yuyu, Jinque Yintai, carved beams and painted buildings, although they are now dilapidated, Zhu Zhu's paint is peeled off, and the tiles are mottled, but you can vaguely see the magnificence of the past.

"It's so rich in ancient burial power, there must be a big evil here!" Qin Li felt the vibration of the fairy wood.

"Go in and see!"

Bailijian took the lead.

Before I walked far, I encountered zombies unearthed.

Compared with the weak corpses encountered earlier, most of the zombies in Dance Sword Palace wear rotten armor and hold mottled bronze ge, and their combat power is even stronger.

"We can't watch either." The Demon Lord shot, the black blade was cold, slashing out, pulling out a night, smashing all armored zombies.

"You should also move your muscles and bones!" The master held a measuring ruler, even if he didn't use the Shengwei, it was a big killer and could crush the mountains.

Everyone joins forces.

Roll over all the way.

Through the ruined walls, stepped through the collapsed palace.

The zombies they encounter are getting stronger and stronger, and their combat power is close to the king who crosses the robber.

Fortunately, zombies have no brains and do not know how to unite into formations. They can only defeat them by instinctive actions.

"The main hall is here!"

Qin Li looked at the majestic palace in front of him.

Like a mountain, towering jade pillars, solemn and majestic.

Above the palace, there is also a plaque hanging, vicissitudes of life, carved three immortal inscriptions "dancing sword palace", the strokes are like swords, dragons flying and phoenix dancing, domineering and smart, natural and spiritual.

"Good word!"

Xue Ji's eyes glowed.

Qin Li read out the small script at the corner of the plaque: "Yi Jianke title!"

Xiaobai scratched his head questioningly: "Master, who is the swordsman Yi, the written text has been preserved from the ancient times?"

"Xiandi!"

Bailijian smiled slightly.

"Before he ruled over the heavens, his name was Yi Jianke."

Qin Li was astonished: "The immortal emperor turned out to be a swordsman. Doesn't this mean that kendo originated in the immemorial age."

Bailijian laughed: "It is true. But in the ancient times, the ancestors were all superb physical bodies. They liked knives, guns, hammers, and axes. They were very powerful. Swords and other light weapons were very unpopular. There was only one kind of light weapon. People use."

"Who?"

Qin Li was very curious.

"Dancing girl!" Bailijian said.

"They danced and played against each other, just for viewing."

"In the ancient times, swords were the most influential weapon, until a dancing girl gave birth to a child, he inherited the mantle of his mother and called himself a swordsman."

Everyone took a breath. The fairy emperor turned out to be the child of a dancing girl and the ancestor of kendo. This secret is too explosive, and it is not recorded in ordinary history books.

"My ancient sword also records many interesting stories." Bailijian patted the sword weapon around his waist, and a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Talk while walking.

The crowd entered the sword dance palace.

Before completely stepping on the threshold, two killing intents were shot in the hole.

"Be careful!"

Everyone took a few steps back.

Two tall figures walked out of the palace.

It turned out to be two immortals, wearing purple and gold armor and holding green gold Ge.

More than six feet tall, they are two little giants, powerful and powerful, and their bodies are intact, far surpassing all the zombies they have encountered before.

"The idlers, etc., are not allowed to enter!"

Zijin Fairy spoke.

The sound is harsh, like rusty iron rubbing.

"Can speak!" Xue Ji was shocked.

"Miscellaneous people, etc., are not allowed to enter!" The Zijin fairy had only one sentence.

Old Demon Dugu said: "They are dead long ago, but there is still an immortal will in their hearts, they want to guard the gate for the immortal emperor."

"kill!"

Qin Li held Taichu in his hand.

Xue Ji volunteered and said courageously: "Husband, let me give it a try."

Xiaobai stopped and said: "Grandma, you are the same, and these two zombies are comparable to kings, so don't be impulsive."

"Don't underestimate me."

Xue Ji smiled triumphantly, and sacrificed Feisuo.

The man and the boat are united, the magnetism and the fairy light are poured out, and the colorful colors sweep the audience.

The purple gold armor and green gold ge, which guarded the fairy, all burst, turned into countless sharp blades, mixed with the power of magnetism, and crushed two zombies.

"Okay, let's go in!" Xue Ji stopped and smiled easily.

Everyone was stunned immediately.