Chapter 12 Spring Breeze Returns
The two sisters Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu held each other's little hands tightly, staring blankly at the gray robe on the bow, and opened their mouths wide.
This uncle seems to be really powerful and scary.
They muttered at the same time.
Fortunately, Li Qiubai used this to refer to the sword.
The two sisters who haven't started yet can't see the way.
Otherwise, at such an age, if one encounters such "swordsmanship", after actually practicing the art of swordsmanship in the future, it is very likely that one will unconsciously develop a temperament of superiority and inferiority, and feel that other swordsmanship is boring and difficult to swallow, so that it is difficult to move an inch.
As for Lu Mingliang who retreated violently, he was stunned by this "sword".
He has heard the name of Chang'an Sword Immortal for a long time, but it is better to meet him than to be famous, and it is better to meet him than to be famous.
Even if he didn't practice swords, at this moment Lu Mingliang couldn't help showing off his hair, his hair stood on end, and goose bumps all over his body.
Merry has always been synonymous with sword repair.
The others have cultivated to the Ninth Realm, and after taking half a step forward, it is true that their means are equally extraordinary, and they are not necessarily weaker than Sword Immortal.
However, the methods of other schools of cultivation will never be as shocking as Sword Immortal, and they are so memorable, they cannot be regarded as romantic.
Other people's spells are spells.
The sword of the sword fairy is more like a unique dazzling scenery, which is worth touching, chewing, and savoring aftertaste.
Li Qiubai, for monks of his generation who were born in Chang'an, was a name that could not be avoided no matter what.
With one sword and one sword, he gained a monstrous reputation during the Chang'an years, and he gained countless memories of later monks, and he yearned for it.
Especially when he left a sword in the city of Chang'an back then, and then came out, his reputation was pulled to a peak.
The well-deserved master of the sword.
Lu Mingliang, who had finally raised his courage just now, was sweating from the tip of his nose at this moment, looking at Li Qiubai who was standing on the bow of the ship, he said tremblingly: "Lancang has opened, and Shuiyuntai will naturally open the door to see guests. Cultivators, give way immediately to open the way."
bar?
What to stop?
Fortunately, Chang'an Sword Immortal was merciful, this "sword" was aimed at the Lancang River, just to deter them.
If this "sword" is really aimed at them, it is a finger that can cut the river and cut the sky. Who among the armored monks present can resist?
In the end, there must be countless casualties, and Shuiyuntai couldn't escape the situation of heavy losses.
Formation? God Armor?
Lu Mingliang couldn't help but feel absurd for his ridiculous idea just now.
He actually planned to rely on these foreign objects to stop a sword fairy?
The joke of slipping the world.
If these things can stop Li Qiubai, there will not be only three sword immortals in the world.
Li Qiubai left him a thread, and Lu Mingliang is naturally a person who knows current affairs.
The dragon boats, which formed a line of sky, immediately dispersed at his order, leaving a passage in the middle.
At the end of this passage, a majestic bronze pagoda suspending above the river surface filled with precious light. The pagoda has nine floors and is very similar to the pagoda.
On the body of the tower, there are dense cloud seals, mysterious and powerful.
This is the Shuiyun Building, a top-level magic weapon that was refined by Shuiyuntai's craftsmen for thousands of years.
Each floor of the tower is connected by iron chains.
The iron cables are stretched across the river, and at a glance, there are thousands of iron cables, forming an astonishing scene that anyone who sees will be amazed by.
Shuiyuntai, as the Department of Artifacts of the Great Xia, can't be said to be better than the Artifact Pavilion of Jialou, but other than that, there is absolutely no other in the world that can compare with it.
Shuiyun Tower is one of the most proud works of Shuiyuntai craftsmen.
This can definitely be said to be the embodiment of the highest refining level of the human race.
Lu Mingliang flew towards Li Qiubai's big boat, stopped at an appropriate distance, not too far or near to their group, slightly bowed his head, and respectfully said: "I am grateful for Li Jianxian's mercy, and don't pursue my crime of ignorance in Shuiyuntai. , Senior, this way please!"
He stretched out his right hand and made an invitation ceremony.
Li Qiubai was very calm,
Seeing this, he just nodded slightly and said, "Then let's go."
But at the moment when he was about to leave, Li Qiubai's eyelids twitched slightly, sensing something, and stopped.
"Let's wait for a while." Sword Immortal suddenly laughed again.
Lu Mingliang was taken aback for a moment, and then he also noticed the abnormality, and turned his gaze to the side.
There, a handsome and impeccable young monk stood proudly, with extraordinary posture and temperament.
Lu Qingshan, who was fortunate enough to see the wonderful scene of cutting the river with one finger of the sword fairy, is still immersed in the lingering aftertaste of Li Qiubai and his sword.
Laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the doorway.
Not to mention, Li Qiubai's "sword" meant to point him out.
Therefore, Lu Qingshan saw a lot of clues from it.
From a leaf in Tai'an City to a flying sword, to today's Lancang River opening with a sword.
Lu Qingshan truly understands that although sword immortals and sword cultivators both have the word "sword", they are completely incomparable, and they are two completely different people.
At this time, he was seriously comprehending Li Qiubai's sword, and he had gained something.
He already had an unparalleled swordsmanship talent that could be compared with Li Qiubai, and in his sea of knowledge, there was also this half-holy swordsmanship comprehension of six words, and the two mutually confirmed and complemented each other.
What's more, Lu Qingshan's practice of swordsmanship for nearly ten years is not for nothing, he has already entered the school of swordsmanship, and now he is taught this swordsmanship, it is like building a tower, and it is reasonable to have some enlightenment.
Lu Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The sword intent in his chest became more and more vigorous, more and more crisp, growing continuously, and the energy flowed.
In his mind, many perceptions are confirming each other.
Li Qiubai gave up his sword to seek sword intent, and walked out of the road of sword immortality.
This is very strong, but this is just Li Qiubai's path, not his Lu Qingshan's swordsmanship.
He only took the spirit and spirit to prove that his swordsmanship has benefited a lot.
In the next moment, Lu Qingshan stretched out his fingers, unconsciously gesticulating in the void.
Li Qiubai turned around and glanced at Lu Qingshan.
Others might not see anything, so how could he not see the abnormality?
Above Lu Qingshan's fingertips, there is an invisible energy circulating at this moment, ready to go out, and will burst out at any time.
Obviously, Lu Qingshan has learned something from his sword, and he is only one step away from breaking through.
It's true that he has a bit of savvy, but it's not in vain...to value him so much.
However, this seemingly simple step to the door is not so easy to break.
I don't know how many people, just like this, have been stuck at this step outside the door all their lives, unable to enter.
Of course, Li Qiubai has never experienced such a feeling of being out of doors in his life.
However, although he has never experienced this kind of thing, he has seen it a lot.
If this kid can take this last step one day, then his sword today will not be considered in vain.
Thinking this way in the sword fairy's heart, he retracted his gaze.
Here, Lu Qingshan remained silent, gradually closed his eyes, and kept thinking back to the scene where Li Qiubai pointed his sword at cutting the river just now, and the divine characters in the Yuanshen that represented Mang Cang's six words gradually began to fluoresce.
In the Lancang River where they are currently, the water in the river is dark water, which is heavy and cold.
But life is always tenacious, no matter where, there will be corresponding creatures.
At this time, in the Lancang River that was divided into two parts, an extremely strange carp jumped out of the water, and after one wagged its tail, it sank into the river again.
But the Xuanshui, which weighed a hundred catties, splashed in all directions.
Water drops all over the sky.
After the cold cloud and mist were completely wiped out by Li Qiubai, Shuiyuntai, which had not seen the sun for a long time, finally saw the light of day again.
Under the reflection of sunlight, the water droplets shone with colorful light.
Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, bent his fingers slightly, and flicked lightly with indescribable speed.
Li Qiubai, who had just withdrawn his gaze, looked sideways at this moment.
Huh? This kid...
Did you get started?
He murmured in his heart.
But I was wrong.
…………
Snapped.
Among the water droplets splashing all over the sky, one drop seemed to be hit by some invisible force, and it floated out in an instant.
Everyone heard the voice.
Lu Mingliang, who was waiting quietly by the side, also widened his eyes suddenly, following this inconspicuous drop of water continuously.
Boom.
This small drop of water moved forward and bumped into another drop of water, and soon hooked together, making a small but clear and pleasant ding-dong sound.
But this is far from over.
two drops.
Three drops.
Four drops.
five drops.
.........
ten drops.
Hundred drops.
thousand drops.
Every time there is a collision, there will be a crisp sound.
The sound of ding dong ding dong is like a piece of pipa music when played together.
Caocao is full of mixed bullets, big and small pearls fall on the jade plate.
The water drops all over the sky are connected in series.
The cold and astringent strings of the ice spring are absolutely condensed, and the condensate will never stop for a while.
Finally, the vocal music stopped.
The silence speaks.
The waterline has already condensed into a sword.
A water sword.
The silver bottle broke and the water burst out.
The water sword spiraled forward and shot straight at an iron chain across the river.
Like a dragon drawing water.
This sword seems to have split the space.
When it was not a short distance away from the iron chain, the light around the water sword twisted strangely.
Immediately, the water sword disappeared in an instant, leaving no afterimage on the spot, only a breeze brought by the water sword moving forward.
clang!
next moment.
Where the iron chain was located, the same breeze blew, and the light twisted and changed.
The disappearing water sword suddenly appeared and hit the iron chain.
The cold ice on the iron chain instantly turned into powder and dispersed.
The next moment, sword energy burst out from above the water sword.
The water sword is only a line, but it holds amazing sword energy and sword intent.
As if to annihilate everything, a withered air of death flashed across.
The true meaning of silence.
There was a moment of sword intent on the river, and it was unclear whether it was the Sword Immortal's sword intent dissipating, or Lu Qingshan's sword intent arising.
Clang, clang!
The booming sound was endless.
The sword energy began to pour down like a galaxy, piercing the iron chain.
There was a light snap.
The iron chain made of thousand-year-old black iron was finally overwhelmed at this moment, and was pierced through, revealing a hole.
The iron chain made by the Shuiyuntai refiner is actually a part of the Shuiyuntai formation.
Although the formation is restrained at this time, the power is not obvious, but in terms of the material itself, these iron chains are extremely extraordinary, even if it is a sword cultivator, it may not be able to cut these iron chains in a short while.
But now, under the flick of a five-level sword cultivator, the iron chain was easily pierced.
A superb move.
Lu Mingliang was dumbfounded.
He never imagined that he, an eighth-level cultivator, would one day be astonished to such an extent by a five-level swordsman.
Here, Lu Qingshan repeatedly recalled in his heart the sword that he had unleashed like a dragon coming out of the water, and wanted to remember this feeling.
In his primordial spirit, on the incomparably beautiful original divine script, the strange symbol representing the word "return" has begun to shine, with lines and lines painted with silver hooks.
The golden light is shining, and the divine light shines.
Under the shroud of golden light, the strange symbol gradually separated from the divine script formed by Mang Cang's six words, and floated above Lu Qingshan's sea of consciousness.
The next moment, a little bit of starlight escaped from it.
After a blink of an eye.
The word "return" has been scattered out of thin air, turning into starlight and evaporating in the sky, no trace can be found anymore.
This is because……
At this moment, Lu Qingshan finally fully understood the secret of the "return" words.
The Spring Breeze Return before was actually just the prototype of a sword move.
But now, Spring Breeze Return can be called a unique skill.
A unique art of swordsmanship created by his own comprehension.
A bright as sun star, sword light like a rainbow, the pursuit of extreme speed, but the same extraordinary power of fast swordsmanship.
In the seemingly simple sword, there are countless cumbersome sword moves, implying a powerful sword intent.
There is wind cutting, there are seven absolutes, there is nirvana, there is killing, and there is immortality...
There are also Gui Ziyan, and Li Qiubai's immortal sword.
But just some, not all.
The core spirit is Lu Qingshan's own.
Lu Qingshan put down his finger and exhaled lightly.
After this sword strike, he also released the majestic sword intent accumulated in his chest for a long time, and he felt extremely happy.
"Boy Lu, what is this trick called?" Li Qiubai became interested and asked proactively.
To this day, there are too few swordsmanship that can catch his eyes.
Lu Qingshan's sword did it.
"The spring breeze returns." Lu Qingshan replied.
Today, Li Qiubai cut the river with one finger.
He Lu Qingshan, with one sword, spring breeze can return.
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