Create a Cultivation Technique at the beginning

The fairy sword was trembling.

A faint sword intent spread throughout the surroundings.

And this moment.

The figure who was originally sitting on the mountain peak was alarmed at this moment.

“This!”

The pupils contracted suddenly, and the figure had an unprecedented emotion in his expression.

That sword intent almost made him feel a suffocation.

My heart was even more shocking.

The next moment, without the slightest hesitation, the figure disappeared directly under the top of the mountain and came to the location of the cliff.

“Anyone?”

Looking at the donkey standing quietly outside the cliff, the figure jumped a little, joking that this is on the cliff, a donkey actually arrived here.

And I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

The figure seemed to find that the donkey was despising him.

Dead shook his head.

The figure felt that he might be confused.

How could it be otherwise.

The heart fluctuated, and the figure went directly inside.

And this one walked in.

That terrifying sword intent dissipated in an instant, like a fresh breeze.

In the cave.

Two figures came into view.

A young girl, who looked sixteen or seventeen years old, was a blue-shirted Taoist.

The gaze is intertwined, it seems to be a young man, but when he is fixed, he seems to be middle-aged, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

“Who is Your Excellency, and why did you go to my Huashan?”

He took a deep breath, even though he knew that the person in front of him was not simple, but at this time he still spoke.

After all, he was a disciple of the Huashan Sect.

“Here you are!”

“Huashan Sword Sect disciple, the wind is clear!”

The gentle voice spoke, and Jiang Chen’s gaze moved away from the stone wall, and his gaze was fixed on the figure of the person coming.

In the line of sight, an old man came into view.

The same green shirt, it looks extremely ordinary, but with Jiang Chen’s level, he can naturally clearly feel the sword intent that almost tears the sky in the artistic conception of the person in front of him.

As for the identity of this person, it is undoubtedly also about to come out.

A disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect, the wind is clear.

Because he was familiar with the martial arts of “Dugu Nine Swords” and had great swordsmanship, when he was fighting in sword qi, he was tricked by the airbender into going away to another country to become a relative, and missed the duel between the two sects of sword qi, so that the sword sect lost. When he returned to the Huashan faction, he saw that the general trend had passed, but he had his own fixed number, and after feeling guilty, he went into seclusion and thought about the cliff, sealed his sword and returned to hiding, vowing never to get involved in the dispute between the rivers and lakes again.

This time, Jiang Chen deliberately lured him out.

After all, he had come to see the demeanor of the Sword Sect, and there was no one more suitable than Feng Qingyang.

“It doesn’t matter who it is.”

The leisurely voice spoke, and Jiang Chen gently raised his hand.

The next moment, the artistic conception directly spread throughout the surroundings.

Feng Qingyang’s face changed greatly, and the surrounding scene changed in an instant.

A sea of stars around, stars dotted around, the wind at this moment Qingyang found that he had no longer thought about the cliff, nor Huashan Mountain, but in this sea of stars.

The surroundings were empty, and there was a strange feeling.

“This, this, this?”

The whispered voice spoke, and the wind was clear and inexplicable at this time.

And as if he suddenly thought of something, Feng Qingyang’s gaze almost looked at Jiang Chen at this moment.

In my mind, the donkey that had just been outside was also reflected.

Blue Shirt Daoist.

Donkey.

Girl.

“You. Are you? ”

Feng Qingyang’s reaction at this time was similar to Yue Buqun’s, that painting was not only required by the Airbender, but also by the Sword Sect.

Before the wind Qingyang did not think so much, now it is associated in an instant.

After all, the means of pulling people into the sea of stars in such an instant are already extraordinary.

“Don’t be nervous, this belongs to my artistic conception, if you don’t mind, can you let me see the sword moves of the Sword Sect!”

A gentle voice spoke, it was Jiang Chen’s words.

His expression was light, and his words did not acknowledge or deny.

But that’s enough.

“Yes!”

The wind cleared and bowed, without the slightest hesitation about this.

The one in front of him was probably the one in front of him, and he naturally didn’t hesitate.

What portal view, what trick, may be very important for other sects, but for the current one, it is not so important.

The wind cleared and began to unfold.

Sword moves.

The wind is clear and clear from the beginning, it belongs to Huashan’s trick.

And in the artistic conception, the wind is clear and knows what Jiang Chen wants to see.

So in the middle of the cast, his words also sounded.

“Since ancient times, Mount Hua is known for its strange and dangerous nature. The name is taken from the word “strange, dangerous” in Xiyue Huashan. The infinite scenery of Mount Huashan is all strange, and the word danger is in the word. Oddity and danger often reflect beauty, so Huashan swordsmanship, strange and beautiful, lofty and far-reaching, the moves everywhere show the artistic conception of winning in danger and seeking victory in danger. Light and dexterous, just like the spring swallows flying between the willows, high and low, turning like wishes, and the sword technique is wonderful. ”

“The Sword Sect evolved with the strange book obtained by the Immortal Gate that day to form a trick!”

“Killing the three immortal swords, there are only three sword moves, so that the time is struck out in a row, and it is completed in one go. Start with a straight split; If the opponent dodges obliquely, turn the long sword in a circle, blocking the waist and cutting horizontally; If the opponent can still avoid it, it is bound to jump over the sword, then the long sword will provoke back, stabbing the opponent in the back of the heart, if the opponent does not have eyes behind his back, it is difficult to dodge. ”

The sword move was being cast, and the wind was Qingyang was narrating, not that he felt that Jiang Chen couldn’t understand, but in this artistic conception, he couldn’t help but do it involuntarily.

This is not Jiang Chen’s guidance, but the artistic conception is arbitrary.

Looking at these sword moves, Jiang Chen also suddenly fell into his mind, and his artistic conception expanded even more at this moment.

It even further helped Feng Qingyang to perfect the entire sword technique.

The sword move continues.

“Buzz!”

Behind Jiang Chen, the sword intent became more and more intense.

One after another trembling sounds.

Vaguely, it seemed that the wisps of artistic conception around were also incorporated by the fairy sword.

In the space of artistic conception.

The wind is still blowing.

After performing the Huashan Sword Technique, his movements began to be placed on the Dugu Jiu Sword.

“”Sword Demon” throughout the world, the final style: there are various changes, used to experience the general recipe, a total of 360 changes: “Returning to the sister tends to be non-delusional, the non-delusional tends to be the same, the same person tends to be great, A to C, C to Geng, Geng to Zhuan, Zi Ugly Friendship, Tatsumi Zhi Jiao, Noonday Friendship, Wind and Thunder is a Change, Mountains and Ze are One Change, Water and Fire are One Change, Qiankun Extremities, Shocks and Shocks Extreme, Separation from Xun Extreme, Three Increases into Five, Five Increases Becomes Nine…”

Dugu Jiu Sword is mastered in the sword tomb of Dugu’s quest for defeat, but this is not the sword technique of Dugu seeking defeat, but belongs to the sword technique of Feng Qingyang, Dugu seeking defeat only has sword intent, and the sword art is comprehended by Feng Qingyang.

So when Jiang Chen watched it again, he had a new understanding.

The fairy sword was trembling.

The next moment.

Jiang Chen chuckled.

Immediately, he gently grasped the hilt of the sword.

The next moment, a brilliant sword light rose.

The sword intent spread across the entire heaven and earth.

Huaxia, Asia, and even the entire world were instantly spread out by his sword intent.

“Zheng!”

A terrifying sword intent rose, the snow on the sword body was filled with silver light, and the sky poured out.

Sword qi spreads.

Spread between heaven and earth.

One after another, the sharp qi is intertwined.

The whole world turned into the night sky.

A sword light rose from the east and directly crossed the entire long sky.

This sword was not to cut anyone, but it was imprinted in everyone’s eyes and hearts.

At this moment, even if he closed his eyes, the light of this sword still appeared in his mind.

The stars are falling.

The stars are shining brightly.

The brilliant sword light became the only one in the world.

The sword light is empty, presented in the artistic conception, and also presented above the firmament.

One after another, the sound of swords clanged.

At this moment, under the firmament, the land of Huaxia, I don’t know how many people held their long swords at this moment, because the swords that belonged to them at this moment were trembling and trembling.

It seems to have encountered a supreme being.

The sword light cut through the firmament, and the torn artistic conception also cut through the firmament.

Countless people raised their heads.

Countless people also trembled in their hearts.

At this moment, only a sword light passed in their line of sight.

This moment.

Above the South China Sea.

A young man named Baiyun City raised his head at this moment, and above his head, the sword light was completely fixed in his eyes, and a trace of sword intent spread on his body at this moment.

Then it became stronger and stronger.

Even above the firmament, the sword intent of that sword light even has a trace of integration into the child’s artistic conception.

“Cheng’er, Cheng’er!”

In the distance, the voice of his mother’s call arose, but the boy did not seem to notice it at all.

The sword intent on his body became more and more intense, and even made the surrounding weapons tremble.

Meanwhile.

Thousands of miles in the desert.

A child also raised his head, and the sword light also met his eyes.

The sword intent spreads into the artistic conception.

The long sword in the young man’s hand was also gently held at this moment.

“Master, I want to practice swords!”

The young man raised his head, so that the middle-aged man figure in front of him couldn’t help but be stunned, and his heart couldn’t help but shake violently, his eyes looked at the sky for a moment, and then looked at his little apprentice.

“Sword Intent”

A whispered voice spoke.

On this day, a sword light cold fourteen states.

At this moment, the established trajectory, the established characters, went to their established path, and the prologue of a new era began.

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