Su Qinghua nodded, took the transcription in his hand and turned to leave.

When walking around the corner, he turned his head to look at Jiang Ran and left Jiang Ran's sight.

"There are so many precocious girls."

"Sure enough, whether it is a great sect or a family, it is not so easy to become a second ancestor."

Jiang Ran shook his head, and after copying the sword technique in his hand, he also left the Sword Pavilion.

After coming out of the Sword Pavilion, the deacon who brought Jiang Ran over also glanced at the sword technique that Jiang Ran had copied.

He glanced at Jiang Ran with a strange expression, which seemed to be pity, or perhaps contempt.

After returning to his residence, Jiang Ran began to carefully watch the sword tricks he had transcribed.

Most of the transcriptions above the Sword Technique are the life events of the person who founded the Sword Technique.

Among them, there was only one sword move, and the corner of Jiang Ran's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

At that time, I was copying in an emergency, and I didn't take a closer look at the sword technique that was transcribed.

"No wonder the deacon looked at me so strangely..."

Jiang Ran looked at the sword technique in his hand, but his heart did not waver.

Just quietly looked at the transcript in his hand, and he couldn't choose the second one anyway.

It cannot be said that the broken jar is broken, but it can only be said that the things that are determined will go all the way to the dark.

And Jiang Ran, when he was also watching this sword technique, he was a little fascinated...

This sword technique was actually created by a woman, six hundred years ago by Murong Hua, the strongest female sword cultivator in the Kyushu Empire.

He was born in a great family, and he was still a concubine, but at the age of eighteen, he was just a cultivator in the Blood Refining Realm.

Even the innate realm did not break through, and Murong Painting endured inhuman treatment within the family and was called a waste.

After being forced to leave Murong Mansion, Murong Shu began to travel around the Kyushu Empire.

In the end, he had a strange encounter and began to feel it, and Murong Painting did not only focus on cultivation.

The level of the realm does not indicate strength, only real strength can prove strength.

From then on, Murong Shuzhi cultivated a sword.

At the age of twenty, Murong Painting lived deep in the mountains, practicing only one sword every day.

At the age of twenty-five, Murong Painting still only repaired a sword.

Comprehending the sword style, the only sword that has been practiced in the past five years, can be called the sword style.

At the age of thirty-five, Murong Painting cultivated sword qi, and it took fifteen years to walk out of the mountain.

After refining the sword qi, Murong Shu fought against the Innate Realm in the first battle, and the Blood Refining Realm was greatly consummated.

Fighting the innate condensation realm with the human body, a sword pierced a hundred meters.

With just one move, he solved an innate realm.

At the age of forty-five, Murong Shu comprehended the sword power, and fused into the haircut with the momentum of not losing to others and not being afraid of the sky.

Finally break through the innate realm, and there is no one before and no one after.

It was also this year that Murong Painting successively killed three Condensing Qi Realms and one Chaoyuan Realm powerhouse.

One sword, only one sword.

At the age of sixty-five, Murong Painting's cultivation began to freeze in the Condensing Qi Realm, and he had not taken a step forward in ten years.

Finally, he returned to Murong's family and began to live in seclusion.

At the age of eighty-five, even Murong Hua, who was in the innate realm, began to age.

It was also this year that the Murong family was in great trouble and was convicted by the empire of treason.

In the end, the Murong family powerhouse escorted a group of old and young people to escape from the secret passage of the empire, and were finally caught up in the thousands of miles of mountains outside the imperial capital of Kyushu.

When one of the Grandmaster Realm powerhouses led the team, the battle situation soon collapsed.

In the end, Murong Shu stood up and spooked back tens of thousands of pursuing soldiers with a sword.

Under the mountains of thousands of miles, cut out a hundred meters of ravines.

And seriously injured the Grandmaster Realm powerhouse, and finally used all his mental strength and blood Murong Shu to leave.

The sword tyrant technique was also passed down by the people of the Murong family.

"Hiss..."

Jiang Ran looked at the autobiography in front of him, and his face also showed a touch of surprise.

Grandmaster Realm, this is not a gap that people in the innate realm can step out of casually.

It's still just a condensed qi realm, it's just a sword...

Jiang Ran didn't dare to imagine how far this Murong Painting had cultivated that sword to achieve such a terrifying achievement.

Although he died in the end, he was still gone.

"The realm of sword cultivation is divided into five realms: sword style, sword qi, sword momentum, sword intent, and sword heart."

"Even if the Xuantian Sword Sect has heard that the strongest is only the sword power, this Murong Painting must have reached the level of sword intent."

Jiang Ran exhaled lightly, but the shock in his heart did not dissipate for a long time.

In his opinion, in fact, the path of martial arts is indeed not just cultivation.

Cultivation is only the subject, and everyone's main body is actually similar, after all, the realm is the same.

Then the competition is the flesh, according to the understanding of the game, it is the amount of health, blue amount and so on.

The realm and martial arts of sword cultivation are equivalent to blessings such as BUFF.

Among them, sword cultivation is undoubtedly the most enhanced and terrifying one.

"The Dao of the Sword is not weaker than the Dao of the Martial Dao..."

Jiang Ran shook his head, originally thinking that cultivation weapons had little to do with fists and feet.

But now it seems that this is not the case, and I used to think like this because no one in those two worlds cultivated the sword to the highest and deeper realm.

They can't see the scenery farther above, so they just look at the scenery below their feet.

But now Jiang Ran saw it, and he saw the scenery above.

Subsequently, Jiang Ran also continued to look at the manuscript.

The sword trick is very strong, outrageously strong, but this sword move is also flawed.

That is, he can only shoot a sword, and after one sword, he is weak, in the battle of life and death.

If this sword does not achieve the effect, when he is absolutely confident, the sword he cuts out does not achieve the effect he expected.

I am afraid that my heart will suddenly collapse my momentum, and the battle will undoubtedly fall into a disadvantage.

"One sword, just one sword..."

Jiang Ran's eyes showed a touch of heat, and he slowly closed the manuscript.

He also slowly walked outside the door and picked up the wooden sword that he often used for exercise on weekdays.

According to the words and postures in the sword technique, Jiang Ran gradually began to rise.

Once, the posture was rusty.

A hundred times, tangible but unintentional.

A thousand times, beads of sweat had already appeared on Jiang Ran's forehead.

His hands had begun to tremble slightly, but he was still insisting.

It was just a sword swing, which looked unremarkable, but Jiang Ran didn't feel it himself.

Sometimes his momentum will become different under the drive of sword moves.

"What is that person doing, why is he always in the same position and swinging his sword?"

"Yes, it's strange, don't sword moves maintain coherence?"

"Maybe it's a weirdo, ignore him, I told you that I got the Xuantian Sword Technique in the Sword Pavilion today."

"Cut, there are many people who have obtained the Xuantian Sword Technique."

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