Chapter 76 Three-Day Scraping Agreement

(Second update! By the way, this chapter is the most difficult to write and the most exciting. I think it's very good~Please collect it!!)

Zhang Yan and others did not say a word, staring at the snow tower that stepped into the land of sword knowledge.

Xue Rou's expression is the most nervous. Xue Lou is her younger brother. As a sister, she should be happy to see that her younger brother can enter the place of sword knowledge to absorb a sword knowledge.

However, she is very nervous now, and her heart is about to jump out of her chest.

This younger brother has been dependent on her since he was a child, and his affection is no less than that of his mother Cai Rong. Of course, she hopes that her younger brother can one day complete the hero's dream, learn the supreme sword secret, and become the peak sword practice.

Caring is chaotic, probably the case.

Xia Xiwei was surprisingly considerate. She gently took Xuerou's shoulder, changed her usual refreshing tone, and her voice became soft. "Sister Xuerou, don't worry, if Qingyi dares to deceive us, then I will ignore him again. I... I will still escape to play!"

Xue Rou was chopped by her and relaxed a little nervously. Hearing Xia Xiwei threaten Lord Qingyi with a tender escape, she couldn't help laughing softly.

"Look!"

The sound of Ma Chong suddenly sounded.

Then he saw the snow tower leaning down, and his right hand had just touched the hilt of the sword, and a cold breath spread all over the six floors of the sword tower.

This breath is as cold as snow water, which is a kind of coldness that permeate into the bone marrow. Everyone couldn't help shivering, but the feeling disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the snow building again, I saw that Lichou Jianzhi suddenly emitted a wisp of obscure and cold light, which instantly penetrated into the eyes of the snow building and disappeared.

And the snow tower's body shook violently, like a prawn that had just come out of the pot, with a twisted look and seemed to be extremely painful.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Xue Rou couldn't help shouting out.

"He is not in danger. At this time, he is just accepting the huge inheritance power of separation."

Surprisingly, it was Qingyi who comforted Xuerou this time. He still had no expression, but in Xuerou's eyes at this time, he looked very kind...

Of course, this is just a psychological feeling. It can't be true. At least Zhang Yan didn't notice any kindness in Qingyi.

But he still couldn't help asking, "How strong is this sword?"

Qingyi thought for a moment and only said two words: "Very strong!"

Zhang Yan almost couldn't help rolling his eyes. This old man is too good at fooling people, but this word 'strong' can be said from Qingyi's mouth, which is enough to prove that this Lichou sword is absolutely not simple!

Zhang Yan is looking forward to it. If Xuelou has fully absorbed the knowledge of Lichou's sword, how far can the road to sword cultivation go in the future? He couldn't help thinking of himself again.

If you can get one that suits you from now on, how much will it help your kendo cultivation?

It's been about a long time for incense.

The twisted color on Xuelou's face was replaced by a quiet and peaceful. At this time, he had straightened his spine, and there was an indescribable smell between his green eyebrows, like the cold autumn wind, and like a boy transforming into a man's temperament.

His eyes suddenly opened, and a hot light flashed, and then returned to normal. Xue Lou shook his head and turned his head to look at Zhang Yan and others.

However, he was very excited at this time. He absolutely did not expect that Lichou's sword knowledge was so plagiarism. The inheritance not only recorded the sword tips and practice of each stage, but also many kendo feelings were mixed with it.

With this, he also vaguely judged that the owner of Lichou Jianshi is definitely a top swordsman, and his cultivation must be above the Yuanying level!

"This son is stubborn and untamed, and has the backbone of steel cast iron. In order to avoid entering the path of eccentricity and evil, he will do something with the sword of righteousness and harmony!"

Qing Yi looked at the snow building and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, senior."

The snow tower looked very respectful. He walked to Qingyi and bowed and thanked him.

Ma Chong saw this and couldn't help feeling envious, but he couldn't wait to rush into 5,000 swords now to find one of his own.

Qingyi did not disappoint him, and did not wait for Xia Xiwei to speak again. He pointed to the northeast corner and muttered, "There is a crack in the sword knowledge. The light is scattered and the texture is getting thicker. You go and pull it out."

"Yes."

Ma Chong immediately agreed, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his tone. He strode forward and carefully avoided other swords. He came to the northeast corner and picked out the wilderness from nearly a hundred swords.

This sword is black and traceless, and its outline is extremely rough, with two broken seal characters on it. Standing among many swords, there is a spirit of cutting through the eight wilderness, like a general in a hundred battles.

Ma Chong licked his lips, restrained the excitement in his heart, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

Peng!

After a muffled sound, it was like the raging breath of the desert storm of the sea. At this moment, everyone seemed to be in the bloody battlefield, full of endless desolation, and there was a cold hidden blood like a blade.

Split the wilderness, split the eight wilderness!

This sword is full of rage, fierce and evil, and the color of wind and thunder is exposed!

Zhang Yan's eyes flashed, and he had to praise the magnificent power of this sword.

Ma Chong's face has been calm, but a quarter of an hour later, his breath suddenly changed, and his originally dull and dark cheeks gushed out endless publicity and rampant.

At this time, he is more like a plagiarism warrior drinking blood in the world!

"Yes, this son seems to be strong and young, but in fact he is plagiarized and light. He may give full play to his majestic spirit by teaching him the fierce cracked sword of the mountain."

Qingyi nodded and made a comment for the horse again.

"Thank you very much, senior!"

Ma Chong looked respectful and did not give in to the snow tower.

After Ma Chong and Xue Lou have learned swords, it's natural for Xue Rou. She is relatively soft and quiet, but at this time she is also so excited that her little face blushes, like a gorgeous sunset, which is extremely beautiful.

Xia Xiwei shouted, "This is my sister of the opposite sex. You must, no, you must choose the best one for her."

Qingyi didn't say anything, just nodded. This time, he thought for a long time and looked at Xuerou for a long time. It seemed that he could see something. A flash of electricity suddenly lit up in his emotionless eyes.

"Southwest corner, sword knows the shadow, go and pull it out!"

Xue Rou took a deep breath before she walked to the southwest. Her eyes found this sword known as a shadow almost in an instant.

This sword is decorated with colorful beads, nine gorgeous jade, cold light, and blade like frost and snow. Looking down at the sword body, it is like climbing a mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and deep, as if there is a shining streamer swimming in it.

Xue Rou bit her lips and knew it with her hand. At the moment when she held the sword, the breath of the wind roared out like a falling wood, and the spirit roared out. Among them, the breath of killing was unparalleled, agile and seemed to exist, and it seemed to be ubiquitous and ethereal like smoke.

But surprisingly, after a time of incense, Xue Rou did not seem to subdue it. Instead, her face became paler and paler, and bean-sized sweat rolled down from her forehead.

What's going on!?

Everyone's faces became extremely serious.

At this time, Qingyi casually pointed to Xue Rou and shouted softly, "I still don't submit!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a clear sound, and the flowing shadow sword knowledge turned into a group of clear light and suddenly rushed into Xue Rou's eyes.

And Xuerou also slowly opened her eyes at this time, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be smoke and fog, gushing out a bright but blaze.

She didn't seem to believe that she had succeeded, and seemed to remember that there was a lingering fear in the scene just now. She stood in the sword and was stunned.

After a long time, she woke up with a cry from Xia Xiwei, hurried out, came to Qingyi and bowed and thanked.

Qingyi sighed and muttered, "You are so soft and quiet. This shadow is a high-level sword knowledge. I can help you absorb it, but it is a little difficult and profound for you now. Don't get into the dead end and step into the way of paranoia."

Xue Rou said calmly, "Then what should I do?"

Qingyi said expressionlessly, "How much do you understand? How much? You can't force it, and you can't force it."

Xia Xiwei asked, "What if you want to force it?"

Qingyi snorted coldly and said, "If you are forced, learning this sword is tantamount to putting the cart before the horse, and the gains outweigh the losses!"

Xia Xiwei gave a sound and stopped talking.

And after thanking Xuerou again, she stood aside, with a look of thinking in her eyes, and she didn't know what she remembered.

At this time, except for Zhang Yan, Ma Chong and the three of them have ingested their own sword knowledge under the guidance of Qingyi. Looking at their looks, they are extremely satisfied with their sword knowledge. Zhang Yan can't help looking forward to it. What should the sword knowledge that Qingyi pointed out to him?

He waited for Qingyi to give him advice, but Qingyi seemed to forget that he was still there and stood there with his head held high.

After waiting for a while, everyone also looked at Zhang Yan strangely. Now, he couldn't help asking Qingyi, "So... then I want to absorb that sword knowledge?"

Qing Yi said, still expressionless and said, "You? Feel free."

Casual?

Zhang Yan almost vomited blood. Isn't this guy joking? However, looking at the look of Qingyi, it seems that he is a person who can't joke at all.

Zhang Yan asked tentatively again, "Can you also give me some guidance?"

Qingyi turned his head, and there was a strange look in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Yan for a long time. It was not until he felt uncomfortable that he said coldly, "You can surrender these 5,000 swords."

What's the difference between saying this and not saying it?

Zhang Yan was a little annoyed and asked, "What if I surrender these 5,000?"

There was a trace of sarcasm on his lips and said coldly, "You can try it."

The stubbornness and fierceness in Zhang Yan's heart surged up and shouted, "Okay! This is what you said. I will take all these sword knowledge and see if those swords will come to the sword tower in the future!"

The expression of Qingyi remained unchanged and turned around and said, "In three days, if you can really absorb 5,000 swords, I have nothing to say."

Three days?

Zhang Yan was stunned and then said fiercely, "Three days is three days. I don't believe that the search can't be finished!"

Search?

This boy is so cruel!

The pace of Qingyi's departure was slightly stagnant, and then disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.