Chapter 55 Sword meaning, turn into the divine realm, think about it

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A wooden stick that can be folded at ordinary hands gently turned into a thrilling dragon, shaking a flying sword repaired by Yuanying's level sword, and shattered the courage on the ground.

The man of Qionghua Sword House landed and fled, blinking and disappeared.

Qingyi wiped the wooden stick with a red scarf, his eyes were gloomy, he never turned around, and his cheeks were still expressionless.

When the shock reached the extreme, it became a large area of confusion, like the white fog swaying around, seemingly fantastic, and blank to be unreal.

Zhang Yan is like this.

Of course, except for the little girl Xia Xiwei, who should know the depths of Qingyi. Her delicate porcelain face is a natural expression, which seems to be common, and there is no surprise.

I don't know that it took a long time before Qingyi slowly turned around and looked at Xia Xiwei, and her cold eyes had a trace of emotion.

"Do you still escape to play?"

The little girl's head shook into a rattle: "No, no."

Qingyi said, "Then go back with me."

The little girl wrinkled her exquisite and small nose, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, but I want to be with them." With that, her round little finger pointed to Xue Rou.

Qingyi said, and this was the first time to look at Zhang Yan's four people. The emotion-free eyes did not cause a very tingling feeling, but Zhang Yan's four people still broke out in a cold sweat.

This eyes are peaceful and cold, to be precise, just like looking at a dead mummified corpse, causing great psychological pressure, as big as a mountain towering and not to be devorecated.

Fortunately, Qingyi's eyes only became ephemer for a moment and turned to the distance.

Xia Xiwei seemed to be a little excited and said, "It's not easy to come out once, and you followed you again. It's not easy to meet a group of people, and you are going to break us up again. I have become a sister of the opposite sex with Sister Xuerou. You... You can't be so ruthless and say that you can take me away. If you really do this, then I In the future, he escaped, once, twice, three times, countless times. Anyway, he just ran away.

Qingyi couldn't see any expression. After thinking about it, he suddenly raised his right hand, and the ordinary wooden stick had shot into a big tree ten feet away.

The big tree is as thick as three people hugging together. This wooden stick is only the thickness of the thumb, but the thumb-thick wooden stick shot into the big tree held by three people, leaving only a small stump outside. If you look closer, the wooden stick is like a big tree, without even a little gap.

After finishing these, Qingyi's eyes fell on Zhang Yan, "Go and pull it out."

Zhang Yan was stunned, then walked to the tree, looked carefully, slowly stretched out his right hand, clamped the exposed wooden stick like pliers, and pulled it out.

It is well known that even if a wooden stick is completely embedded in a big tree, you only need to exert force on the palm of your hand and slap on the surface of the big tree, and the wooden stick will be shaken out. It's easier to pull out the stick by hand, just like drawing a knife. Just pull it out.

What surprised Zhang Yan was that he had used 20% of his strength, and the wooden stick was still motionless!

Holding a piece of fragile wooden stick, the palm strength naturally does not dare to be too large, but how horrible Zhang Yan's power is to practice the Dharma Huajin body. Although it does not use the power of Zhenyuan, it is enough to break the strong body of the fearless diamond realm, even 20% of the strength, is enough to break the hard stubborn stone.

But one of the wooden sticks, a wooden stick without a trace of aura fluctuation, can't shake a single point!

Zhang Yan took a deep breath, which put away the contempt in his heart and pulled out again with a wooden stick. This time, he had used 40% of his strength.

But...

Forty-th of the power is still not good!

Zhang Yan's face has unconsciously become solemn.

50%.

70%.

......

Tenth!

Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and almost exerted his physical strength. In the past, ten hundredth of his strength could smash a top-quality magic weapon into slag.

But the wooden stick still doesn't move at all, and it looks a little motionless.

I don't know when a grain of sweat came out of his forehead. Zhang Yan's face was extremely ugly, and he was embarrassed by a wooden stick, which made him extremely stubborn and tough in his bones.

Therefore, he plans to use Zhenyuan to cooperate with the physical strength of the fearless diamond realm, but he doesn't believe that he can't pull it out!

..........

"Brother Ma, is it difficult to pull out this wooden stick?"

Xue Lou looked shocked. He couldn't figure out how Elder Zhang, who was usually powerful and invincible, could be embarrassed by a small wooden stick.

"It's not difficult, it's extremely difficult."

Ma Chong sighed. Just now, he also thought it was an extremely easy thing, but over time, the adult still did not pull out a trace, and his face became even more difficult to look. He realized that the wooden stick of the man in blue was by no means as simple as it seemed...

Is he deliberately making things difficult for the adult, and the wooden stick has been done a lot by him?

Ma Chong glanced at the man in blue and saw him looking at Zhang Yan with no emotional change like a stone sculpture. He couldn't help muttering in his heart: Pulling a stick? What kind of wooden stick are you pulling? It's just looking for trouble...

"Hee, there is a big liar now. This stick can't be pulled out by him, and I don't think about who set the question. How can it be pulled out by him?"

Xia Xiwei looked at Zhang Yan's rather ugly face and couldn't help giggling. Her little face was full of complacency. It seemed that she had not forgotten the battle with Zhang Yan just now.

"Big...Big Liar? No way?" Xue Rou hesitated for a moment and asked, why was Elder Zhang regarded as a big liar by her?

Xia Xiwei said angrily, "Of course, he is a big liar, or a super liar who is full of bad water, does all evil, specializes in abducting pure and ignorant girls, and is not enough to die for civilian anger! Sister Xuerou, you should be careful not to be deceived by his appearance.

Xue Rou looked at Xia Xiwei with a deep hatred in consteration, and then looked at her face and said lightly, "Sister Xiwei, if you slander Elder Zhang again, I will break up with you. Elder Zhang is not what you said..."

Xia Xiwei was stunned and said incredulously, "No way, you want to break up with me for the sake of a big liar? Sister Xuerou, it seems that you have been poisoned.

Xue Rou frowned, but bit her lip and didn't speak.

Xia Xiwei laughed twice. Seeing that Xue Rou was angry, she looked at Zhang Yan angrily and muttered, "I can't pull it out, I can't pull it out, the big liar just can't pull it out..."

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The outside discussion did not affect Zhang Yan. His mind focused on the wooden stick, and the strength of his palm was exerted to the extreme. Although the wooden stick still did not loosen at all, he found a trace of strangeness...

In fact, when you think about it with your toes, you will know that the wooden stick will not be so simple. The man in blue shocked two Yuan Yingjie Jianxiu and 30 Jindan sword guards with one stick. His own strength is undoubtedly strong. He embeds a tree with a wooden stick. Although he doesn't know why, it is not without a sense of comparison.

Zhang Yan understood this, so after a failed test with his greatest strength, he began to explore the texture and strength of the wooden stick with magic.

Gradually, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Everyone was stunned and immediately watched. They seemed to see how Zhang Yan would get rid of this strange wooden stick.

And the man in blue was still indifferent, but when he saw Zhang Yan slowly pulling out the stick like a flower, he nodded imperceptiblely.

At this time, Zhang Yan pulled out a whole wooden stick and stood there in a trance, as if he couldn't believe that he really did it.

Does a wooden stick have such a great magic? Seeing Zhang Yan's expression, everyone dared not disturb him.

After just a moment, Zhang Yan woke up and came to Qingyi. He did not hand over the wooden stick, but smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, do you think I'm like a person who understands swordism?"

Qingyi shook his head: "It's not like that, it's not."

Zhang Yan nodded with deep thought and then asked, "In this case, why did the senior leave a touch of sword in this wooden stick?"

Sword!?

The horse rushed as if it was struck by lightning, and its brain buzzed. The meaning of the sword is a decision that only the sword cultivation of the divine realm can understand. Is this man in blue a monk in the divine realm?

Thinking of Meng Kun and Yuexi's two Yuan Yingjie Jianxiu who fled without fighting, Ma Chong affirmed his idea almost in an instant.

People in blue must be a sword cultivation in the divine realm!

Thinking of this, Ma Chong was not relaxed, but his thoughts became tame. He knew that there were only a dozen sword practitioners in the whole Yanzhou, while the fire sword cliff had eight. The others were almost all wild and scattered, idle clouds and wild crane-like figures, and their traces were roughly uncertain. Therefore, the eight divine sword cultivation of the fire sword cliff is even more prominent, which is also the fundamental reason why the fire sword cliff can become the hegemon of Yanzhou.

With eight divine swordsmanship, why is it not enough to dominate a state?

It's more than enough!

And will the green clothes in front of you be a sword cultivation in the fire sword cliff?

Thinking of this, Ma Chong's heart is already full of stormy waves. The girl Xia Xiwei has the protection of a sword cultivation in the divine realm. Isn't she also a little guy with a noble status?

Before he thought much, Zhang Yan's voice was a little surprised: "The predecessor said that to understand the meaning of the sword must reach the most perfect and suitable level of divine consciousness, body and understanding of the sword?"

Tsing Yi said nothing, half silent, turned his head and walked into the distance. As he walked, he said, "These are the rewards of escorts. I never owe anyone anything..."

Of course, the target of the escort is little girl Xia Xiwei. It seems that this Qingyi man in Qingyi has agreed to Xia Xiwei's request...

Zhang Yan figured this out. When he looked at Qingyi, his people had been swallowed up by the white fog around him and disappeared without a trace. And the ordinary wooden stick still remained quietly in Zhang Yan's hand, smooth and white as before.

Seeing Qingyi leave, Ma Chong couldn't help asking urgently, "Your Excellency, does that senior really have to teach you the method of sword meaning?"

Teaching?

Tsing Yi didn't teach himself a little secret.

Zhang Yan thought for a moment and then said, "No, I thought about it myself."