Chapter 81 A Tea Time

There is still a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour later, the deadline of the three-day appointment is reached, and there are still thirteen swords in front of Zhang Yan!

In such a short time, can Zhang Yan pull out the last thirteen swords?

Everyone looked stunned. They not only expected Zhang Yan to do it, but also faintly worried about what they were worried about, but they couldn't explain clearly. The mood has been extremely complicated.

In fact, until this moment, the number of swords pulled out by Zhang Yan has completely shocked everyone, including the blue clothes with no expression. No one can think of whether a swordsman can afford to absorb so much sword knowledge in three days, and they can't speculate at all how he did all this. It is precisely because he doesn't understand that everything Zhang Yan shows seems mysterious and powerful.

At this time, in Zhang Yan's sea of knowledge, it is a completely messy picture.

The golden wheel like the scorching sun and the fourteen stars are surrounded by nearly 5,000 swords. These swords are colorful and shaped, like countless meteors swaying their bright tails, casting a gorgeous brilliance in the gray sea of knowledge.

But these gorgeous and complicated things are still very dangerous. Zhang Yan couldn't imagine what they would look like if they suddenly collided, but he knew that if this hidden danger was not solved at this time, he was afraid that he would really lose his life. He had no time to care about the thirteen swords in front of him, and the three-day appointment was thrown behind him, and even all the people and things around him were automatically ignored.

High concentration!

These nearly 5,000 swordsmanship, some are like a delicate bouquet, some are like a thick green pine and cypress, a little like a shallow stream... But without exception, these are the purest power of swordsmanship and the purest kendo inheritance. Now they roar in the sea of knowledge and revolve around the source of the two divine consciousnesses of Buddhas and demons. They seem to be calm and impermanent, but if there is a slight change, it will inevitably cause a series of chain reactions. What Zhang Yan has to do is to find a safe way to fix these swords.

For a long time, Zhang Yan has been focusing more on the cultivation of the two true elements of Buddha and demons and the condensation of the Dharma Jin body, but he lacks interest in the cultivation of divine consciousness. If he hadn't accidentally obtained a large number of soul stones in northern Xinjiang and let his divine power rise like a rocket, I'm afraid that his divine power would have been at best at the same level as his own realm. How could it be enough to compare with the strength of Yuanying's primary stage?

The great progress of the power of divine consciousness is also related to the thunder drawn during the disaster of Qianyu Zong's golden elixir. At that time, the last bloody thunderstorm surged out countless bloody lightning, almost like Da Bu Wan, all of which were recognized by the Nedel Xinghe Zichen, which forced the number of Xinghe Zichen into ten in one fell swoop.

In fact, these are all clever means with the help of foreign objects, and their core is still the role of two methods of divine exercise.

In Zhang Yan's supreme Buddhist scriptures, the method of exercising divine consciousness is called Daqian Guanxin Method. The exercise of divine consciousness is divided into three stages, in order to be able to hide, hide, and hold the three realms.

Can hide is the first stage. After cultivation, a sun-like golden sphere will appear in the sea, which is called the golden wheel of hidden knowledge, and thousands of divine knowledge can be hidden inside;

is the second stage. This stage is to replenish the power of divine consciousness and refine the divine consciousness with its unique method. The gold wheel hidden in the sea will have a qualitative transformation in terms of size and power; and Zhang Yan's current gold wheel of knowledge is about to accumulate this amount. The stage of transformation.

Tibe is the third stage and the most difficult stage to practice. If the cultivation is successful, the golden wheel can be transformed into a golden body. I'm afraid that this stage will not be practiced until after the Yuanying period. For Zhang Yan, this stage is still far away, so he has not invested a lot of energy to think about the method.

The method of exercising divine consciousness in Zixiao devouring Chenjue is called Zichen Xinghe Jue, which is not so particular, but the cultivation method is unique and wonderful. After practicing the purple star river secret, purple stars will appear in the sea. With the continuous improvement of the power of divine consciousness, purple stars will become more and more, and even turn into a galaxy of purple stars, which is continuous and vast, and the divine consciousness flows endlessly.

Although Zhang Yan knows that the number of Xinghe Zichen in the sea is only 14, its power cannot be underestimated, and he has even won many battles for him.

Daqianguan Mind Knowledge Method and Xinghe Zichen Secret are the top-level methods of tempering divine knowledge between Buddhas and demons, and it is necessary to start from them to solve the current danger. However, although Zhang Yan figured out this joint, he had been thinking about it for a long time, but he could not find a way or way to completely control the sea of knowledge, and then stabilize the operation of 5,000 swords.

What should I do?

Zhang Yan inadvertently caught a glimpse of a blank area in the sea, where there was a fire dragon lying alone. Those swords did not seem to dare to approach it at all, and they changed their operation trajectory from far away.

This is the sword meaning of the fire dragon. The sword meaning given to him by Qingyi belongs to the sword cultivation of the Huashen level. Zhang Yan observed it carefully for a long time, and then his eyes lit up, and a bold idea came to his mind.

The fire dragon sword is very domineering. Although it is a spiritual imprint, it is Qingyi's own understanding of kendo. The horror knowledge it contains is so magnificent. To put it hard to say, although these swords have the power of inheritance, they are far from being comparable to the fire dragon sword in front of them.

It's not that the attack power is not enough, nor does it mean that there is a gap in the kendo it has inherited, but that these 5,000 swords are ownerless and unconscious things, and the essence is still a wisp of spiritual imprint.

Zhang Yan's idea is very simple, that is, to deter many sword knowledge with the meaning of the fire dragon sword, just like he subdued the sword knowledge with divine knowledge, and suppress the sword knowledge with the help of the power of the fire dragon sword!

Of course, the fire dragon sword is not easy to manipulate, but it is more operable, more accurate and simple than controlling 5,000 swords with almost consumed Buddha knowledge at the same time.

This is like looking for a hundred-time general to recruit the soldiers. The general's own power and means are enough to command the soldiers in an orderly manner.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan resolutely decided to do so!

A quarter of an hour slowly passed, but everyone suddenly found that Zhang Yan, who had been standing there, suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes, and Zhang Yan's side still had 13 swords that had not been ingested.

What happened? Did Zhang Yan give up absorbing 13 swords and is ready to admit defeat?

Everyone was puzzled, and even Qingyi turned his head and looked at Zhang Yan carefully again.

At this time, Xia Xiwei was very happy. Her pure and lovely little face was full of a shallow smile, and she almost shouted to vent her happiness.

She was originally worried that Zhang Yan could really absorb the last thirteen swords at the last moment, so she lost the bet, so she had to bite the big liar...

Fortunately, Zhang Yan actually sat cross-legged at this time and gave up the last thirteen swords. Then this bet with Xia Xiwei will win!

Thinking of the quiet and beautiful sister Xue Rou suddenly ran over and bit Zhang Yan, a big liar, Xia Xiwei couldn't help squinting her big eyes and laughing, and even wanted to laugh up to the sky.

Her happiness was seen by Xue Rou. Somehow, her heart was hairy, and she unconsciously remembered a problem that she had been thinking about in the past two days when she couldn't eat or sleep well.

If you lose, do you really want to bite Elder Zhang?

Xuerou's little face turned red again, like a gorgeous sunset. If she loses the bet, even if she really wants to bite the senior, she...she doesn't know where to say it!

And aside, Xue Lou's face couldn't help but be a little disappointed. He couldn't help asking softly, "Brother Ma, why did Elder Zhang give up when he saw that he was about to succeed?"

Ma Chong was also quite puzzled, but he blindly believed in his adults and couldn't say coldly, "When did you give up?"

Xue Lou was stunned and said, "No way, Elder Zhang has closed his eyes there to restore the consumed physical strength. Didn't you see it?"

Ma Chong made a sound and said blankly, "Do you know that the adult is really recovering his strength?"

Xue Lou scratched his head and said anxiously, "Brother Ma, don't tease me. Tell me quickly, did Elder Zhang admit defeat?"

Ma Chong nodded very simply and said firmly, "No, you are never a loser!"

Xue Lou seemed to be infected by Ma Chong's self-confidence. He was relieved and laughed: "That's good, that's good. I also believe that Elder Zhang will succeed."

Ma Chong saw this and couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Your Excellency, you must stick to it~"

At this moment, a huge fire dragon shadow suddenly appeared above Zhang Yan's head, winding and roaring!

At the moment when the fire dragon shadow appeared, the whole six floors of the sword tower were suddenly shrouded in a terrible and awe-st breath. It seemed that the end was coming, and everyone was forced to retreat by this breath, and their breathing almost stopped.

Only Qingyi stood there, and a terrible light lit up in his eyes: "This boy is actually taking advantage of the situation!" The meaning of the fire dragon sword was what he taught Zhang Yan. The moment he saw the appearance of the fire dragon shadow, he understood what Zhang Yan was doing.

However, at this moment, he also had to praise that Zhang Yan's method was indeed ingenious.

Qingyi knows that even if a sword can really absorb a lot of sword knowledge, the sea of knowledge will inevitably be saturated. If it is forced to absorb itself again, the sword knowledge in the sea will even collide with each other and blow up the sea of knowledge. The sea of knowledge is broken, and there is only waiting to die.

The fire dragon virtual shadow crossed its knees above its head and was fierce. At this time, Zhang Yan stood up and walked towards the remaining thirteen swords again.

"Well, the big liar... he still doesn't give up?"

Xia Xiwei's little face collapsed, and she asked anxiously, "Is the time coming soon?"

Xue Rou shook her head and smiled, "There is still a tea time!"

Xia Xiwei cried and muttered, "It's over, it's over, it's time to lose..."

PS: One moment (30 minutes) has three teas, one cup (10 minutes) has two columns of incense, one column (5 minutes) has five minutes, one minute (60 seconds) has six fingers, and one finger (10 seconds) has ten moments. A moment is a second.

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