Unremarkable Big Brother

However, Lu Changsheng was not comprehending the sword intent, but deducing the sword technique.

That's right, it is deducing the real 'No. [-] Sword in the World'.

This is the first time that Lu Changsheng has done something seriously.

Although he was usually cynical, laughing and cursing, and didn't take anything to heart, Lu Changsheng knew very well that the place he was in was the world of cultivating immortals, and he was still a cultivator who had no feelings for him after all.

Since you are a cultivator, do you have to have some moves that you can use anyway?

And there is the best sword art in the world, so Lu Changsheng is naturally willing to learn it.

Self-created swordsmanship or something, I don't have that ability yet.

The so-called supreme swordsmanship refers to aptitude, talent and supreme sword intent, which means that you have a very smart brain, can learn everything, and can draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

But the problem is, you haven't learned anything so far, how can it be possible for you to create your own?

The world's number one sword art in Ziqing Holy Land is indeed terrifying.

Lu Changsheng was also willing to learn. Naturally, at the foot of the sword cliff, he comprehended the traces of the sword's meaning in the sword marks, and then the sword manual appeared in his mind, and he practiced earnestly.

Day [-].

The sun rose slowly.

There are still two days left before Linglong's birthday.

But on this day, Lu Changsheng, who was as silent as a rock, suddenly raised his hand.

In an instant, all eyes were on Lu Changsheng, and Ziqing Shengzi also came. He had been here a long time ago and had been paying attention to Lu Changsheng.

Buzz!

Buzz!

In an instant, the swords in the hands of all the disciples couldn't help shaking.

Soon a pale golden light appeared out of nowhere, drowning everything here.

And at this moment, the Ziqing twin swords emerged from Lu Changsheng's spiritual sea, and then the two peerless sword immortals collided with each other, and there was the sound of contention.

The purple and blue swords are intertwined, and the sword marks on Wujian Cliff are also shining with strange light.

Everyone looked at Wu Jianya down very seriously.

Everyone was very curious, not knowing what Lu Changsheng was doing.

But after a while.

Ziqing Shengzi's face suddenly changed, and he almost lost his voice.

"He is imitating the sword confrontation between two ancestors thousands of years ago!"

The voice sounded, and all the disciples were shocked at this moment.

Everyone looked at Lu Changsheng in disbelief.

This is a sword mark from ten thousand years ago, and it's just a sword mark, can you copy it?

This is too strong, right?

Just waiting for everyone to react.

Suddenly, two figures appeared, one blue and one purple.

The two figures became more and more solid, almost materialized, holding purple and green double swords, and they were playing swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship of the two of them is varied, not just one kind of swordsmanship, but thousands of swordsmanship, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes continuous like drizzle, sometimes ferocious like torrential rain, sometimes like thunder, sometimes like blue clouds , it is overwhelming.

Lu Changsheng melted into it both physically and mentally. He didn't care about the eyes or words of outsiders, but watched the two of them face each other seriously.

The sword skills of the two were indeed ferocious and powerful, and Lu Changsheng was mesmerized watching them.

The rest of the disciples also watched very seriously.

It's just that many people find it hard to understand, they only think it's very strong, but they don't know where it is.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Ziqing Ziqing opened his mouth, his eyes showed obsession, and the clever sentence made the surrounding disciples stunned.

In fact, Ziqing Shengzi couldn't understand.

I really don't understand.

It's not that he's too weak, but because of his age and realm, without Lu Changsheng's peerless sword intent, he really can't understand it.

But if you feel that you don't understand, wouldn't you lose the face of the Holy Son?

So Ziqing Shengzi bit the bullet and pretended to be intoxicated.

And soon, one after another voices followed.

"It's wonderful."

"This sword is wonderful."

"Worthy of being the Patriarch, it really is wonderful."