Invincibility begins with making choices

Chapter 257 Sword Intent
Sunrise and sunset, unknowingly, it has been almost half a month since my daughter came to Yuncheng, and the time has already entered January in the Gregorian calendar, and there is less than a month left before the Spring Festival.

During this period, almost all of his women and friends in Yuncheng knew about Li Xiang's three-year-old daughter.

As for his family, he hasn't told them the news yet, and is waiting to give the two elderly people a big surprise when he returns home during the Chinese New Year.

On this day, Mr. Li rose with the biological clock, the skyline had not yet seen the light and shadow of the morning sun, and the sky and the earth were still gray.

The cool wind blows, and the flowers, plants and trees in the yard are covered with thin frost. The temperature is quite low, it should be approaching zero degrees, and the breath is a string of white air.

Take out the Qixing Liuyun, hold it in your left hand, open your posture, and naturally converge your energy and energy.

He doesn't practice much other martial arts now, he almost specializes in swordsmanship, especially the powerful and terrifying swordsmanship.

He stood still for two breaths, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword slightly, and pulled it.

"Chong!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the turbulent sword was attracted. Within three feet of the body, the space appeared static, and it took about three breaths of work before everything returned to its original state.

There was an imperceptible smile unconsciously on his lips. Compared with half a month ago, the sword was much more ferocious. He vaguely remembered that he could only last two and a half breaths before.

He spit out a mouthful of white light heavily, he did not continue to practice the sword drawing technique, but simply practiced the movement of drawing the sword.

"Chong!"

"Chong!"

"Chong!"

,,,,

Sometimes fast and sometimes slow, without any thinking, just relying on feeling to draw the sword, 1 minute passed, 2 minutes passed... 5 minutes passed.

The Seven Star Flowing Cloud was sheathed, but Li stood still. In the dark, he entered a state of emptiness, and he seemed to be unaware of his own existence.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be only one sword left.

Qixing Liuyun is a sword, and he is Qixing Liuyun.

He just stood in one posture, motionless; his thinking seemed to be frozen and stopped running.

5 minutes passed, 10 minutes passed, a quarter of an hour passed... half an hour passed.

"Yan!"

Suddenly, a low and deep sword chant sounded in his mind, which pulled him back from the sky.

The black and white eyes slowly moved, and a little light reappeared on them.

"Chong!"

Pushing the hilt slightly with the thumb of his left hand, a tiny bit of the sword body was exposed, without the slightest movement of true energy, nor any trace of light or shadow.

However, ten meters away, a lonely leaf swaying in the wind was inexplicably split into two, and the incision was smooth and flat.

If an expert in the cultivation world sees such a scene, he will surely exclaim, 'Sword Intent'.

That's right, Mr. Li has comprehended the sword intent that countless swordsmanship practitioners dream of.

What is sword intent?
Sword intent is an energy body of an invisible substance derived from a person whose understanding of the way of the sword has reached an extreme that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. It can destroy nothingness, and can be attached to any substance. It is even more powerful to swordsmanship. It has a great improvement effect.

"Sword intention, haha, I actually realized the sword intention."

After being stunned for a while, Li muttered to himself like a dream, and anyone could easily see the joy quietly creeping up on the brows.

"Brother-in-law."

At this time, a crisp female voice came from not far away.

Li calmed down the throbbing in his heart, turned around and looked, it was Han Xier, she was dressed simply, a white down jacket with sky blue jeans, and a pair of black short boots on her feet.

She walked towards him, her steps were light and small.

After being in contact with Mr. Li for some days, she gradually got to know this man. He was superb in strength, gentle in character, and doted on Xiaoyu to the core.

Even though she tends to be indifferent and doesn't like to be in contact with people, she still admits her sister from the bottom of her heart, and her name has changed unknowingly.

Someone Li smiled, and said, "Hehe, good morning, Xi'er, has Xiaoyu woke up yet?"

Her tone was clear, she was just used to it, and she didn't give people a sense of distance, "No, she went to bed late last night, and it's cold today, so I'll let her sleep more."

Brother-in-law Li nodded.

"Brother-in-law, can you teach me how to drive?"

She lowered her head and looked down, thought for a moment, then looked up at him again, and said softly.

She quickly added, "This place is different from the church. There is no car, so it's inconvenient."

"a piece of cake."

If the other party didn't say anything, it would be difficult for Li to think about this, "Turn around, I'll ask someone to arrange for a coach to teach you alone for a few days."

"Thank you."

Mr. Li waved his hand, "Okay, don't be polite to me."

He asked again, "Are you making breakfast yourself, or should I go out and pack it?"

"I've made the noodles, and I'll be steaming a few buns later. The things outside are not very clean, so Xiaoyu can't eat well."

Someone Li smiled, "You are so kind to Xiaoyu."

The woman smiled slightly, "My sister entrusted Xiaoyu to me, so I will naturally take good care of her."

……

In the afternoon, at Wen Ziang's invitation, Li took Xiaoyu and Xi'er to a well-run Hong Kong-style tea restaurant in the urban area.

In addition to Tang Yuan, there were two other young people who he didn't know, but they were also cultivators, but their cultivation bases were very average.

Introduced by Wen Ziang, one was named Liu Hui and the other was named Li Gang.

"Dad, this is delicious."

Xiaoyu ate a mouthful of shrimp dumplings and said something with a smile.

"This is delicious too, you should try it too."

Li smiled softly, and made a siu mai for the little guy.

"Thank you dad."

Every time it came out, the little guy was very happy. She dug a little with a spoon and put it into her mouth clumsily, and chewed it lightly, "This one is delicious too."

Several people were chatting while eating, and suddenly Li Gang said something.

"I don't know if you have heard that a few strange things happened in Yuncheng last week."

"What's weird?"

Wen Ziang took a sip of tea, looked at the other party, and asked indifferently.

Li Gang didn't want to whet the appetite of a few people and blurted out: "A few bosses committed suicide for no reason."

"Did a few bosses commit suicide?"

Liu Hui shook his head and smiled, "What's all the fuss about? Business is not doing well these days. Are there still few bosses who commit suicide after being chased by the bank?"

Li Gang glanced at the few people, and said: "But according to the information I have learned, these people are all wealthy, and there is no problem in business."

Without waiting for anyone to reply, he continued, "Some people speculate that this is a serial murder case."

Liu Hui took a bite of the shrimp dumpling, disapproving, "It's just an ordinary person's business, it doesn't seem like a big deal."

(End of this chapter)