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Chapter 181 What is cultivation?
"Qianqian, as a girl, you have to respect yourself. I've said it before. Don't wear clothes that are small in size. Look at your breasts."

Li Qianqian glanced at Qi Heng reproachfully, and took out a huge meat bun from her bosom with a charming gesture.

(real meat buns)
(There are always people who want to be crooked)
"Brother, eat this."

Hmph~ According to my previous life's memory, Qi Heng is as tender as water, only love comes first, and he loves this second junior sister so much, as long as she seduces her a little bit, she will definitely...

Snapped!
Qi Heng ruthlessly knocked down "Qianqian, I have to say you, you are so young, look at you! What are you wearing that look so flirtatious, did you steal the uncle's lady picture again?
How old are you?You're only 21 and you learned this?
Most importantly, I don't like meat stuffing the least, don't you know?Uncle Wang in the cafeteria, put all the mess in it, you say you can't be more mature like me. "

Li Qianqian was taken aback by the training. Is there something wrong with the development of the plot?
I remember it should be right!

Qi Heng killed me because of Li Qianqian's abolishment of cultivation, and then awakened the immeasurable sword intent, it shouldn't be! ! ! !

Why is he like this?
It can't be, it must be, I haven't tried hard enough.

"Brother~ You talk about me again~ I will get angry if you say it again~"

Before he could perform his Oscar-like acting skills, he saw Qi Heng had already arrived at the door, yelling at the old man on the stone tablet, "You old bastard! Did you do it! Everyone in the library puts it in! What the hell!" An old bastard who doesn't care about human shit! You just want to spy on me!"

Long Zaitian simply shielded his ears as well, he didn't bother if he didn't see or listen or speak.

The... No, it should be the root of the spirit.

Qi Heng scolded for a long time, but seeing that Long Zaitian didn't respond, he felt disappointed and simply walked away.

Li Qianqian was left in a mess in the book.

confusion
What did I... do wrong?
Divided into two
Li Shengfeng gave the little apprentice a little treat.

Among the many disciples, Lin Fansheng's talent was second only to Qi Heng.

The best all-attribute spiritual root, in the last life, after only three years of learning, he has already achieved a small amount of immeasurable swordsmanship, and opened the first divine power.

But compared to Qi Heng, who only watched it once, and skillfully used and awakened the Sovereign Sword Intent, it was still the light of the firefly.

But Li Shengfeng felt that if he focused on him, Qi Heng's future would definitely have a

With the same combat power, maybe they won't die.

Above the clouds and mists, Li Chengfeng was flying in the air, holding Qinglei in his hand.

The first form of Wuliang Sword Art is the final form!

The amount of a sword, the transformation of a sword, there is no end, there is only one sword heart, which can turn rivers, seas, sky, gods, and demons!
Qinglei flies out, like a thousand swords returning to their ancestors, like a flying dragon entering the sea, like a wind and clouds, the sword is as big as the heart!
"Disciple! Remember, I am boundless sword, not for other reasons! It is only the power of the sword, and I will never be weaker than others! Even in the face of gods and demons in the sky, the cultivation base can be weak, the sword moves can be weak, and the sword edge can be stunned. The light of the sword can be dark! There is only one who is lonely and brave, and he must never lose it!"

Lin Fansheng stared intently at Li Shengfeng's every move, with countless sword moves, each successor's sword intent and moves are different, but they lead to the same goal by different routes.

In the last life, the first time I saw Wuliang Jianjue make a move, it was senior brother Qi Heng who cut a gap of three thousand miles in the face of 72 demon generals.

In that life, although he was talented, he was not taken seriously, and almost all the light and preference were placed on Qi Heng.

In this life, she was actually being treated in a small way?
Is this a change of trend?

The elder brother said that the general trend of the Dao of Heaven is irreversible, but the small trend can be changed, just like the extraterrestrial demons, they will definitely come to invade the Tianfeng Continent at that specific time, this is the general trend.

And we are under the general trend, seeking to survive is a small trend!
But I, Qi Heng, don't believe in power the most in my life, whether it's a demon or a great way, I can only soar to the nine heavens and kill him with one sword!
If you can't reverse this trend!I can't keep all living beings in this world!What qualifications do I have to wear this humane sword!What qualifications do you have to be called Qi Heng!
Lin Fansheng faintly swore, "Eldest brother, don't worry, in this life, even if you are no longer what you used to be, I will definitely walk behind you! I will be your sharpest spear and your strongest backing!"

Sword fight is over
The sword intent lingers in the clouds for a long time.

Lin Fansheng felt it, his eyes blurred, and he thought of the scene where his elder brother taught him how to practice sword for the first time, this feeling!This scene!
Coincidentally!

Where the two meet!
Between the clouds and mist, the sword energy was swaying, but it appeared and disappeared from time to time. The sky over Qianyuanzong in the daylight was full of the natural handwriting of Tianfeng Continent.

Everything grows, the crane roars, the wind rustles, and the sword sounds rippling!
Lin Fan came alive!
The shadow in memory coincides with itself.

Using your fingers as a sword, divide the heavens and the earth, dominate the sword intent, and pour it straight into the sky!
The wind stops, the sword comes!
Lin Fansheng suddenly opened his eyes!
Respect heaven and earth with sword spirit!

"This sword! Sovereign!"

The rooftop is [-] feet long, and it is about to fall to the southeast!
"Sword come!"

At this moment, the corners of Li Shengfeng's eyes became moist.

He seemed to see that again, Qi Heng, the eldest disciple of the Twelve Demon Lords who was going to die alone.

With a dazed expression, he blurted out "Heng'er..."

And at this moment, the sound of the sword's momentum pierced the sky, and no one else knew it.

After Li Shengfeng came back to his senses, his thoughts were chaotic, with deep self-blame lingering on his chest.

If in the previous life, I had taught my little apprentice Sword Art earlier, would the final outcome have changed?
But why did Lin Fansheng's talent become so good in this life?
I remember he took three years to comprehend it in his last life...

Could it be?

In childhood, the heart of a child is more helpful to comprehend the sword intent?
Sure enough, I was still wrong!
……

The movement of this sword is so great that half of Qianyuanzong can know it, especially Wuliangfeng, who has the most obvious sense.

Qi Heng lay lazily on the grass, letting the strong wind blow, squinting at the sky.

Hearing the chirping of spirit insects, he drew circles with disgust on his face, and murmured, "What...it's just a broken skill that I want to practice on the pole, and it's worth making such a big noise? Sword Intent Cultivator Why, it's all bullshit.

It’s still comfortable to lie flat~~”

Qi Heng's schedule is very stable. He wakes up at six o'clock for breakfast, then sleeps until noon for lunch, lies down until afternoon for dinner, and then goes back to sleep.

Day after day, year after year.

Every day in Xianshan was like this.

He himself felt that the quality of his sleep was his only advantage.

Close your eyes and concentrate, gather your spiritual energy, and fall into a deep sleep.

It's just that in this remote pasture, no one saw it, Qi Heng just turned over, even though thousands of solid sword qi flew out from under him, stirring up the surrounding aura into a vortex, turning into a little bit of dew It fell and dripped into Qi Heng's mouth dripping with halazi.

What is immeasurable?

This is infinite.

(End of this chapter)