Chapter 976

Chapter 976   Immovable as a Mountain

Seeing doubts in the eyes of several geniuses, Cui Lixu concealed the gloom in his eyes, smiled and said: "The second level of the Genius Saber Club today is to let everyone make poems, calligraphy and paintings with sword intent, and then let them Please read the reviews."

As soon as these words came out, those puzzled geniuses completely understood.

Now there are twenty-nine people on the Xukun ship, including Wen Wu, each of them is a genius among the major forces, and his ranking on the emperor list will not be lower than the 700th. Nature is also strong.

According to what Cui Lixu said, Qin Nan was the first to come up to comment, and he would be impacted by the swords of geniuses.

Qin Nan's cultivation was indeed strong, but facing so many people present, even if Senior Sister Wen Wu didn't make a move, would he still be able to withstand it?

Absolutely can't bear it!

You must know that when the Genius Saber Club is held, Senior Sister Wen Wu will comment on this second level, and only her cultivation can resist the impact of the sword intent of everyone present.

"interesting!"

"I think it's a good idea."

"Well, what Fellow Daoist Cui said is very true. Fellow Daoist Qin Nan has extraordinary cultivation and a strong sense of sword. It is certainly easy to comment on our works one by one."

All the geniuses present all spoke together.

Although what Chen Buhui said was quite reasonable, Qin Nan's refusal to use his saber still made them feel a little uncomfortable, so they followed Cui Lixu's words.

Wen Wu also nodded, and looked at Qin Nan indifferently with her beautiful eyes, and said, "It's okay if you don't use the knife in the first pass, but for the second pass, according to what Junior Brother Cui said, you shouldn't be afraid, right?"

Chen Buhui who was not far away shook his head and sighed when he heard this.

He helped Qin Nan because his senior brother Chen Zilai once said that if he meets Qin Nan, it is best not to be an enemy, but to help him as much as possible. Yang Mou, he is powerless.

Qin Nan glanced at Cui Lixu and Wen Wu, then looked at the other geniuses, and said, "Since everyone has a sense of elegance, I will be the first to read the comments for the second level."

Naturally, he could tell at a glance what Cui Lixu was planning, but he had the Skybreaker in his body, his left arm, and his mind had been baptized by the pressure of the God of War, let alone the geniuses in the audience. Even if they come together, he can resist.

Of course, he was not rejected, he just wanted to take this opportunity to observe everyone's saber intent, and use this saber intent to cleanse himself.

Crisis is also an opportunity, and it is practice all the time.

"Okay, refreshing!" Wen Wu clapped her hands and said, "Give rice paper to all the geniuses present."

A number of beautiful female disciples came out of the wing room again, dragging wooden trays in their hands, on which were placed white rice papers of different sizes, with faint auras flashing on the papers, and there were faint breaths. The fragrance of nothing is obviously not a mortal thing.

The eyes of the geniuses on the scene lit up.

"Senior Sister Wenwu is really generous. Ancient Yin tea, Hui Ganjiu, and now this iron spirit paper. Each piece is a treasure and is worth a lot. Then the little monk will show his ugly face first, and use this Buddha knife to carve an ugly character." Before Cui Lixu and the others could speak, Chen Buhui took a piece of rice paper, spread it in the void, and dropped the Buddhist saber in his hand.

On the tip of the knife, the light of the Buddha shone, and one after another, phantoms of the Buddha evolved, and then his shoulder moved, and the intention of the Buddha knife was written on the iron spirit paper, writing a big golden character.

"Please fellow Taoist Qin Nan watch it."

Chen Buhui put away the Buddhist saber, clasped his hands together.

Qin Nan nodded and looked up. A big golden "quiet" character released a soft Buddhist meaning, which actually calmed Qin Nan's mind, and was blessed invisibly, preventing evil spirits from invading.

"That's right, the handwriting is fluent, and the Buddha's meaning is perfect. Fellow Daoist Chen Buhui, he is already quite a guru." Qin Nan said with a faint smile on his lips.

Chen Buhui recited "Amitabha Buddha" loudly, and spread out the iron spirit paper in front of everyone.

Qin Nan watched first, and everyone read later.

Seeing this, many geniuses were thoughtful, Cui Lixu and the other geniuses snorted coldly, their expressions were quite ugly.

None of the people present were stupid, and they understood very well that the static word Chen Buhui could bless Qin Nan.

"Hmph, this dead monk wants to protect you, but I won't let him succeed today! Fellow Daoist Qin Nan, this is mine!" Lin Ci from Fallen Demon Villa sneered, and strode forward, the blood-dripping magic knife The tip falls on the rice paper and dances quickly.

buzz buzz...

The tip of the knife trembled and made a sound, forming a magic song, causing the surrounding magic sounds to echo. In the void, it seemed that an unrivaled demon rushed out and hit Qin Nan, causing the faint Buddha spirit on Qin Nan to , all disappear.

"A magic song, please comment."

Lin Ci stopped the knife proudly.

The geniuses present all nodded secretly. Whether it was the Buddha characters or the magic voice, both of them were extraordinary. Then Cui Lixu was even more sneering, so what if Chen Buhui made a move? does nothing at all.

"It looks sharp and ruthless, but it is full of loopholes. What is a demon? A demon is unruly, solitary, and has a detached personality. In addition to murderous intentions, you have a dark heart in this magical song of yours. Nothing else." Qin Nan's words were sharp, like a series of thunderballs, "This disciple of the Fallen Demon Villa is nothing more than that."

He is not a kind person, just now Chen Buhui used his saber intent to help him, naturally he would not attack Chen Buhui, now Lin Ci attacked him with saber intent, how could he be merciful.

"You!" Lin Ci's expression changed.

Many geniuses have bright eyes and are thoughtful.

"What a devil, you are unruly. Fellow Daoist Qin Nan, your comment wins my heart." Wen Wu who was standing at the side suddenly spoke, which surprised Cui Lixu and the others. Thinking that Wen Wu actually recognized Qin Nan and helped Qin Nan speak.

They actually didn't know that although Wen Wu disliked all the enemies of the Heavenly Sword Sect, she was very principled. Qin Nan's comment on this paragraph made her see Qin Nan's level, so naturally she would not be stingy to speak.

Wen Wu naturally regarded Qin Nan as an enemy, but this did not prevent her from admiring and recognizing Qin Nan.

"I'm coming!" An inner disciple who followed Cui Lixu stood up. The Xiaqiu sword in his hand exploded with saber intent, creating a painting of Xiaqiu. The illusion was hidden in the painting, trying to envelop Qin Nan Into the illusion.

Unexpectedly, Qin Nan was as immovable as a mountain, and his left pupil shone with purple light, penetrating everything.

"The standard of this painting is average. Xiaqiu, what is Xiaqiu? Summer represents fire and heat. You read that right. But what about autumn? Autumn is not only that everything is old, but also that everything is mature and reaches its peak. Wait for the artistic conception, you can't control it!"

"Fellow Daoist Qin Nan, please advise!"

"This poem of yours is about love. I don't understand love, but the meaning of retreat is very obvious? Why, with a precious sword in your hand, there is a feeling of retreat in your heart?"

"Qin Nan..."

"That's right, winter is approaching, covering the sky and covering the earth, and everything is frozen, but your iciness is not as good. I only need a flame to melt everything. It's not the so-called absolute ice!"

Facing the Saber Intent of the crowd, Qin Nan was not affected by the killing moves in paintings, words, songs, poems, etc. He could see through it at a glance and pointed it out directly.

He is like a giant mountain.

No matter how many swords' edges, they still don't move at all.