Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 210: Excalibur’s breath

? Looking towards Xiaoyu, Shen Lian took Fang Yanying to the north. The boundless scorched earth formed by the destruction of thunder brought out the loneliness of the two figures until they were no longer in the clear eyes like autumn water. , Just grabbed his eyes.

Not long ago, her life and death were unpredictable, but now that Shen Lian is gone, I don't know whether she can get it back. People are in the miserable world, ups and downs. She smiled faintly, together with the divine light, hidden in the sky, no matter what Shen Lian is, she should continue to do what she should do, clean up the Luojiao, and always give Tian Meng the woman the color, otherwise she will be supernatural. Where.

Fang Yanying next to Shen Lian may not know that Master Uncle, who has always been inscrutable, will face the most dangerous decisive battle in his life.

It's just that the wind and rain suddenly started all over the sky. Fang Yanying looked at Uncle Master with a bad premonition unconsciously, but she was crushed in her heart.

Fang Yanying and her uncle Shen Lian went all the way to the north. After three months of walking, the surroundings gradually became bitter.

Even though her achievements in the invisible sword tactics are not inferior to her teacher, she is still a body of flesh and blood. The bitter cold and evil spirit around her is gradually infesting. Although it is not fatal, it also makes people feel uncomfortable gradually.

She is very pure in refining the sword. She is still very repulsive of these bitter cold evil spirits. She has to use her sword energy all the time to drive away the harmful cold evil spirits. After three months, she will inevitably become haggard.

But Uncle Master is a different scene. As he goes north, his skin becomes more and more crystal clear, the whole person is more and more cold and lonely, and the words begin to decrease, and the gentle smile of the past gradually fades.

They don’t rush at night. On a cold night, Shishu sleeps in the wilderness with her, often holding a sword and looking at Ziweiyuan in the north of the night sky. She always feels that the stars of Ziweiyuan will go to Shishu specially The body was flowed away.

This time every night, is also the time when she is most comfortable. During the day, she has been contending with the special environment in the north. She is quite exhausted. The night is certainly cold, but the silence of the uncle holding the sword will have a special aura that makes her Like being in a hot spring, the whole body becomes lively and fresh.

She guessed that Uncle Master has a special exercise method to exercise the physical body, or this is the difference between the real Changsheng and the people in their nine levels of cultivation.

Now the mountains around the road are becoming more and more majestic, and the leaves of the trees and plants are becoming more and more tapered, like countless sharp swords, both vast and fierce.

She realized this natural environment, and gradually adapted to the weather, the invisible sword became more swift and sharp.

I also encountered demon spirits on the road, but they were all solved by her, and the sword of the uncle has been wrapped in cloth strips, and I don't know what the sword looks like.

She was very curious, why didn't Shishu's sword be put in the sleeve of the universe, she also asked.

Master said: The universe can only pretend to be dead in the sleeves, and this sword is alive.

She was very strange. She continued to ask that the algorithm had spirituality and was not a living thing. Why is this sword a living thing? Fang Yanying didn't continue to ask her uncle, but thought for herself.

Until one night, when she used her sword technique, she suddenly seemed to break a barrier. Spiritual sensations spread all over her surroundings and she heard a breathing sound. It’s hard to describe the breathing sound, it looks particularly melodious, but it is also a bit heavy, her spiritual sense goes to the breathing sound, and then'seeing' the sword of the uncle, she understands, it is the breathing of the'sword' .

To have breathing is naturally a living thing, and the breathing rhythm of this sword, after letting her hear it, she will never forget it. After the next day, she unconsciously changed her breath to that of the magic sword in her impression.

The breathing of the sword is of course the most suitable for the sword, and she was originally a human. Under that breathing rhythm, her physique gradually changed. In the past, she needed a process to use sword aura, but gradually she urged the sword to move. The Qi speed is faster, like a spark of lightning, the thought rises, and the sword Qi appears, silent and sharp.

The mountain spirits and wild monsters along the way, without exception, died happily under her invisible sword aura.

She is still human after all, and she is also human, so I very much hope that Uncle Master can see her progress and praise her. Unknowingly, she has regarded Shen Lian as the second master.

It's a pity that the uncle is very silent and has no words, but because the mountain spirits and wild monsters swallow the essence of heaven and earth, the meat is unusual and refreshing, and they are used to satisfy the appetite of her and the uncle. .

She also discovered that Uncle Master actually had a good cooking skill, and he turned into a stove at will, made a fire in the void, and some imaginable or unimaginable strange tableware could be made out of thin air. It's not a big deal when it comes to understatement. A truly clever person, most of the world's spiritual things can be created in the backhand, and left and right are nothing more than consuming vitality and five elements.

At that moment, she finally realized the power of "Xiang". In addition to pursuing kendo like a master, she yearned for the true life of Changsheng.

She knows that her combat power is already very high, and her cultivation base is deep enough, but she understands that the real person of longevity is the common barrier faced by the world's cultivators~ IndoMTL.com~ How many days of prowess have been blocked. Besides, even before the disappearance of his master, he did not enter the door.

In front of the gate of longevity, the bones are dense, which is not a lie.

"Uncle Master, there is a city in front." They were walking on the deserted wasteland. These days they have rarely seen other living creatures. Suddenly, hundreds of miles away, they saw a majestic City.

When Fang Yanying walked up a hillside, she suddenly entered her eyes.

The bitter cold here is even worse than the places I passed a few days ago. She is a person with cultivation skills, and she was not quite used to it at first, so it is very strange how the people in this city survive, and they must live here. It must be full of unexpected sadness, whether it is food, water or other supplies, the inheritance of blood is facing great difficulties.

Shen Lian suddenly said: "Yan Ying, how long have we walked together from the view of killing?"