I just want to play games quietly

"If you can, please let me have a look." Zhou Wen felt that he really needed to change his way of thinking, otherwise he would only go into a dead end if he continued.

Micah thought about it and said, "I'm the golden dragon clan. All my powers are inherited. There's only one artistic conception I can understand. That's the fighting spirit of the Golden Dragon King."

"Will you fight? What's the difference between artistic conception and ordinary artistic conception? " Zhou Wen asked.

"I don't know. Feel for yourself." Micah said, pressing one hand on Zhou Wen's forehead.

Zhou Wen didn't dodge and let Micah's palm press on his forehead. Because he didn't dare to make too much noise in the body of the Dragon King of the seven seas, Micah directly imprinted his fighting spirit of the Golden Dragon King into Zhou Wen's mind, so that he could directly feel his fighting spirit.

In a flash, Zhou Wen seemed to see a terrible Golden Dragon King appear between heaven and earth, ferocious and domineering, as if he was the overlord of the whole heaven and earth. The terrible war spirit made everything tremble.

It was an age of desolation, with frequent disasters such as thunder, fire and water. All kinds of creatures died out in the disaster. Only those creatures with extremely strong vitality and ability to fight against the disaster can survive in such a desolation.

The Golden Dragon King grew up in such an environment. At the same time, due to the extinction of all things, food became very scarce. All kinds of terrorist creatures could only fight each other and feed on each other's flesh and blood.

battle! Crazy fight! Only fighting can survive.

The Golden Dragon King may not be the most powerful beast, nor the most defensive beast, nor the fastest beast.

However, in the constant battle, the Golden Dragon King is growing rapidly, constantly changing and evolving in the battle, and finally standing at the top of the food chain.

That kind of indomitable, fearless, brave, crazy, intelligent will, even as the audience of Zhou Wen, will be deeply shocked.

Zhou Wen knows that this is the inheritance memory of the golden dragon clan. The Golden Dragon King in the war is actually the first Golden Dragon King of the generation. I'm afraid it has long disappeared from heaven and earth.

But its fearless fighting spirit has remained forever.

"In this world, where there is a great calamity, there must be a blessing. It's just that you have gained enough understanding and growth in the great calamity to make yourself better." Zhou Wenxin understood why his swordsmanship was difficult to break through.

It's not because he doesn't practice well, it's not because he doesn't understand well, it's not because he doesn't work hard enough.

It's because no matter how much he practiced, Zhou Wen was still learning from others, learning the meaning of the three thousand swords, instead of understanding what belonged to him in the battle.

This also has something to do with Zhou Wen's idea. He didn't intend to practice swordsmanship. Learning swordsmanship was just to promote Jianwan. Naturally, he just learned it and didn't want to go any further.

Today, Zhou Wencai has come to realize that he underestimates the skill of sword. Everything in the world has its own truth. If he doesn't work hard, no matter how smart he is, it will be difficult to reach the extreme.

Only then did Zhou Wen realize that he was not defeated by the sword technique, but by himself.

"It's true that everything needs to be done with heart." Zhou Wen couldn't help but write bitterly in his heart.

"I hope my fighting spirit can help you." When Micah saw that Zhou Wen had got rid of the influence of her fighting spirit, he took back his hand and said.

"Thank you very much. It's very useful. You've helped me a lot." Zhou Wen sincerely thanks.

If Micah had not shown him the fighting spirit of the Golden Dragon King, he would not have thought of his own problems. As an animal, it is easy to find other people's problems, but it is the most difficult to find his own problems.

After thinking about all this, Zhou Wen's heart was clear. When he thought about the meaning of the three thousand swords, he felt different immediately. It seemed that he watched the meaning of the three thousand swords from another angle and found many things that he didn't know.

Micah looked at Zhou Wen, and suddenly found that the momentum of Zhou Wen seemed to be different, ethereal and illusory, as if there was an unreal feeling.

Although Zhou Wen was standing in front of her, she felt that Zhou Wen was like a virtual image, without the sense of existence of flesh and blood.

And Zhou Wen's sense of existence continues to get lower. If she closes her eyes, she can't even feel Zhou Wen standing in front of her.

"What did you... Do..." Micah looked at Zhou Wen in a dazed way. Her eyes didn't dare to leave his figure, as if as soon as she saw Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen would disappear.

"It's nothing. I just have some understanding after seeing your fighting spirit of Golden Dragon King." Zhou Wen said.

Micah's face became more strange. She really didn't understand that what Zhou Wen showed in front of her had anything to do with the fighting spirit of the Golden Dragon King.

If Zhou Wen's fighting spirit is like the reincarnation of Tyrannosaurus Rex, then Micah still believes that it is something learned from the fighting spirit of the Golden Dragon King.

But now, Zhou Wen's sense of existence is getting lower and lower, which is completely contrary to the fighting intention of the Golden Dragon King. How Zhou Wen connected the two and realized this kind of thing, Micah really has no way to understand.

"Are humans... So strange?" Micah was puzzled.

Zhou Wen didn't explain more, because some things can't be explained by words. After he sat down, he took out his mobile phone and re entered the game.

Once again came to the ancient sword grave, Zhou Wen did not rush to use the sword, went to the front of a sword grave, reached out to pull out the sword inside the grave.

After the sword was pulled out, he immediately struggled with the palm of Zhou Wen's hand and flew into the air, ready to attack.

However, after several turns in the air, the ancient sword didn't attack Zhou Wen as if he couldn't see Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen ignored it and went to another sword grave and pulled out the ancient sword.

The result is the same, the ancient sword crisscross the sky, but it seems that Zhou Wen can't be seen.

Zhou Wen drew his sword as he walked. He pulled out hundreds of ancient swords with different ranks and attributes, but none of them attacked Zhou Wen, as if it was not Zhou Wen who pulled them out.

At this time, Zhou Wen finally moved. With a little finger, the bright sword ball broke through the air and crossed the air. Hundreds of ancient swords were all cut off by the sword ball in an instant. None of the swords could fight under the sword ball, and the fragments of the remnant swords fell down. Only the sword ball hung in front of Zhou Wen, and Zhou Wen and the sword ball were both rising with extremely terrible sword meaning.

Hum!

In the sword grave, ten thousand swords sing together.