Boil the heavens

Qingxue herself felt a little sorry.

Shaking his head slightly, Yan Fei didn't mind breaking the fire stick, but he really didn't expect that he would witness the process of a sword from birth to death so quickly.

Too soon!

"It's okay, I'll make it regenerate right away!" Picking up the broken pieces and throwing them into the furnace, Yan Fei said stubbornly.

Get up wherever you fall, and he wants to save face on it.

However, after a busy morning, the re-baked fire stick has not changed much.

"I'm going to practice calligraphy!" Leaving such a sentence behind, Yan Fei left directly.

He needs to calm down, and practicing calligraphy is just fine.

The so-called practice of calligraphy is to write the scriptures silently, writing forwards, backwards, and randomly, combining different sentences from different chapters. Suddenly, for Yan Fei who has been able to memorize Taoist scriptures backwards and forwards, there is really a unique way experience.

They seem to have nothing to do with each other, but after careful understanding, they are inextricably linked.

interesting....

Indulging in it, the pen in hand writes for an afternoon.

"My lord, it's time to eat." Qingxue softly called Yan Fei after tidying up the papers spread everywhere in the room.

"Huh? Oh! Okay, let's go eat!" Still immersed in it, it seems that there is something in the haze, Yan Fei is unwilling to let go, but is suddenly interrupted by Qingxue, that special feeling instantly disappears Disappeared in mind.

Shaking his head slightly, Yan Fei didn't care, I was lucky if I got it, and my life was lost. After a lot of accumulation, the lost inspiration will eventually return again.

"This dish...Qingxue, I will cook everyone's meals from now on." While eating the meal, Yan Fei suddenly spoke.

"My lord, is this food not to your liking?" After tasting all the food in front of her one by one, as usual, Qingxue looked at Yan Fei puzzled.

"It's not about the food, it's just that I want to cook." Yan Fei smiled lightly, "Okay, don't keep your eyes wide open, eat quickly, otherwise it will be cold."

Probably because there were too many silently written things in the afternoon. When eating, a few words of Taoism wandered in his mind from time to time. idea.

Tao, everywhere!

The reason is very simple, and Yan Fei understands it all, but all along, besides cultivating, he is cultivating. Even if he does other things, his ultimate goal is to cultivate. He has not personally experienced the ubiquitous Dao, let alone practiced it.

Now, he wants to experience it for himself.

In a person's life, he starts to practice feelings from the most basic basics.

Like a handyman, he does everything. At the beginning, everyone in Yihua Palace was not used to Yan Fei's behavior, but after 16 years of persistence, everyone became accustomed to it.

In the past 16 years, except for the dawn and dusk when Yan Fei practiced cross-legged for a while, the rest of the time he let the exercises run on their own, letting nature take its course, not obsessed with cultivation, let alone practicing swords, just as if he was interested, Then practice for a while, if you are interested, then do what you want to do!

However, in this ordinary life, Yan Fei's skill is getting stronger and stronger, and his sword intent is gradually condensing.

On this day, Yan Fei forged a sword in a sword furnace.

The hammer struck the freshly released red sword with a unique frequency, and the red sword gradually took shape as the hammer fell. However, at the last moment when it was about to take shape, Yan Fei's hammer stopped suddenly.

This stagnation lasted for about a few minutes, and then Yan Fei's hammer fell suddenly.

boom!

The blade of the sword collided with the body of the hammer, and an unprecedented loud noise resounded throughout the Yihua Palace.

At the same time, the entire sword furnace erupted with monstrous sword intent!

0068 Sword Intent

"I mean my sword!" With a soft shout, the entire sword stove, from the inside to the outside, all the vegetation, trees, bamboo and stones, turned into sword energy.

The sword energy soared into the sky, Qingxue and Xiaoyu had to disperse the crowd in a hurry, for fear that the sword furnace that had turned into a giant sword would accidentally hurt these disciples who were still low in cultivation.

However, before they could disperse the people, the terrifying sword aura above the sword furnace subsided quickly like a tide.

With a smile, Yan Fei walked out slowly.

"My lord, have you succeeded?" Qingxue asked excitedly.

"Call the disciples, use the sword array to help me try the sword!" The sword intent was just formed, and a surge of spirit gushed out of the chest, and only then did the monstrous sword energy of the sword furnace just now. After restraining, feeling this strange power, Yan Fei eager to try.

"Young master, wait a moment!"

Soon, 49 elite disciples from Yihua Palace gathered.

The number of sevens, the seven-star sword array, and the seven-seven combination, the principle comes from the real Tiangang Big Dipper, but after so many years of running-in and evolution, it has turned into the flower sea sword array that belongs exclusively to the Seven Star Begonia in Yihua Palace.

The sword array of 49 elite disciples unfolded, and the sword light was like flower petals, flying all over the sky, and a little bit of cold light was hidden on the edge of the delicate petals, which truly demonstrated the truth that the most beautiful things are often the most dangerous.

The two palace masters, Qingxue and Xiaoyu, are the eyes of the seven sword formations. They have high martial arts skills, integrate the formations, and coordinate with the formations. They are undefeated. If they are still there, they can recover quickly, and if they want to kill alone, the sword array can also provide them with powerful sword energy support.

"My lord, we have made a move!" Hidden in the sword array, Qingxue whispered to Yan Fei who was trapped in it.

"bring it on!"

In all directions, surrounded by the whole body, facing the beautiful foil that seemed to be floating slowly but was actually extremely fast, Yan Fei stood still, and then chuckled, suddenly countless acupoints shot out of different strengths, sizes, and directions. The same unique sword energy.

Under the blessing and drive of Jianyi to the natal sword energy, Yan Fei's control over the sword energy has reached an unprecedented height. Almost every acupuncture point on the whole body is stimulated by the sword energy. But they are all under control, these sword qi spurting out from the acupuncture points accurately block the beautiful petal long swords that are about to fall on the body, and, according to the changes of the foil, they automatically adjust themselves to maximize the Restraint, there are no deviations or omissions in such changes.

continue!

The original sword energy is the source, and the sword energy is continuously transported into the orifice, and the sword energy in the orifice is continuously spurted out. One person is against the entire sword formation, and Yan Fei turns from defense to offense in an instant, and this Even when he didn't even move.

The sword energy is like continuous light rain, not strong, but extremely sticky, it will seep into the body if you are not careful, and the sword array has to be careful to defend.

And between the offense and defense, Yan Fei tested the limit of the sword energy, "The radius is three meters, the heart reaches the sword, and the point is very accurate, but it can exceed three meters. As the distance increases, the accuracy will increase." It will also be reduced accordingly, and the furthest effective killing distance of this kind of sword energy shot through the acupoints is ten meters!"

"My lord, don't underestimate us, the sword formation, break it!" Xiaoyu yelled softly, and all the sword flowers in the sword formation quickly combined into a seven-star begonia, and the begonia flowers spun extremely fast, ticking, as if spinning rapidly Like an umbrella, Yan Fei's fine sword energy drizzle was thrown around.

In the surrounding forest, where the light rain of sword energy fell, it fell on the trees, and the trunk of the big tree became a sieve full of small holes, and all the leaves on the branches fell off, leaving only the stubborn veins; Clinking, water dripping through the stone, leaving small pits, fragile, directly leaving densely packed tiny cracks.

And those small animals that had no time to escape directly turned into blood flowers.

Of course, all of this is a phenomenon ten meters away.

Within ten meters, everything was still under Yan Fei's control. Driven by the sword intent, the drizzle sword energy gathered and condensed into seven huge rotating sword wheels.

[I mean my sword], as long as it is still within the control range, as long as it has not disappeared completely, Yan Fei's sword energy will change according to his will.

Where the sword wheel passed, it swept flowers and fallen leaves, and it had a strong restraint on the seven-star begonia composed of sword flowers.

"Destroy!"