Qinglian Sword Immortal of Douluo Continent

"The Green Lotus Sword Immortal of Douluo Continent"

On the top of the mountain, sword energy lingered, and extremely sharp sword marks could be seen everywhere. The entire mountain peak was terrible, and only the surroundings of the towering ancient banyan tree were still intact.

Under the ancient banyan tree, Li Bai was holding a jar of ancient wine in his hand. He was sitting unruly and leaning against the ancient banyan tree. He looked at the figure overlooking the foot of the mountain with a faint smile, as if it was not him who had sword wounds all over his body. .

Looking at the endless horizon, "Xian Qingwu has no choice but to go through eternal reincarnation." Jian Qingqing turned to look at Li Bai and said with emotion: "Every reincarnation, you will lose a trace of your origin. After the eternal reincarnation, you are no longer you. .”

After taking a sip of wine, Li Bai met his sad eyes with a smile, pointed to the green lotus mark on his forehead, and said calmly: "You have found the wrong person. The person you are looking for is in this green lotus. I He should just be a lucky guy.”

"Lucky one?"

Hearing this, Jian Qingqing looked at the green lotus on Li Bai's forehead, his pupils shrank, and he was shocked, "I can't see through this green lotus." He was delighted, "Is it really what he said? Sword Immortal has not entered reincarnation. . . ”

In Li Bai's eyes, Jian Qingqing's whole body became insubstantial at this moment, and slowly turned into a white light that quickly flew towards him and submerged into his forehead.

Li Bai felt a pain in his mind. He held his head with both hands and channeled the remaining soul power into Qinglian. The green light instantly enveloped him, making his painful mind feel better.

At this time, Jian Wuqing was in a blue ocean, and an extremely beautiful blue lotus was in the middle of the ocean, looking so lonely and silent.

Jian Wuqing looked at the lonely and sacred lotus in front of him, excitement evident in his eyes. According to the ancient records of his family, the sword immortal was transformed from the blue lotus descended from the sky.

Jian Wuwu knelt down on his knees respectfully, and said in a trembling voice: "Jian Wuqing, the descendant of the Sword God, pays homage to the Sword God."

The sword's ruthless voice resounded in the silent blue sea.

Dots of green light slowly floated up from the blue sea water, gathering on the blue lotus and merging into a female silhouette.

She has long green hair hanging around her waist and blue eyes.That peerless and independent figure, and the beauty that does not belong to this world, actually caused waves in the heart of Jian Qingqing, who practiced ruthless swordsmanship.

"Is the Sword Immortal a female?" Seeing Jian Qingqing's unbelievable look, the woman smiled quietly, and an ethereal voice came, "Are you a descendant of Jian Shisan?"

Although the woman only spoke calmly, Jian Wuqing felt a pressure that overcame everyone else.

Jian Wuwu quickly calmed down his emotions and said respectfully: "Yes, senior, Jian Shisan is the name of the ancestor." "Senior, do you know your ancestor?"

As if she thought of something, a trace of tenderness flashed in the woman's eyes, and she said, "You can say we are enemies! After all, Thirteen always competed with me for the position of holding the sword for him."

After hearing the woman's previous words, Jian Qingqing felt despair, thinking that he was doomed, but fortunately it was just a false alarm. .

"The ancestor's records do seem to mention that there are two people always following the sword immortal. One is the ancestor, and the other is the sword immortal's companion Daolian. So..."

Jian Qingqing secretly looked at the blue lotus and said, "She only has divine power and no sword intention at all. She is Daolian, not a sword fairy."

The woman's ethereal voice came, "You have his aura on your body. Didn't Jian Shisan say you can't use the things he left behind?"

Feeling the increasingly powerful pressure, Jianqing Wuqing broke out in a cold sweat, stood up and bowed respectfully, saying: "Senior, the junior's family has followed the ancestor's last words and guarded the immortal bones for generations. However, because the Rakshasa God was born a thousand years ago, the junior had no choice but to borrow the immortal bones. the power of.."

"Rakshasa?" The woman shook her head and said, "I've never heard of it. It should be a little god left over from ancient times!"

Jian Wuqing smiled bitterly in his heart when he heard this, "This so-called little god almost killed me. If the immortal bones hadn't restrained his power, I wouldn't have even thought of leaving this remnant of my soul..."

Feeling the pressure on his body dissipate, Jian Wuqing asked respectfully: "Senior, what happened in the ancient times?" "Why can't we break through the shackles with our own strength in the future? Instead, we can only inherit those gods to become gods." ?”

Hearing this, the smile on the woman's face gradually disappeared, and she said calmly: "I don't want to mention this matter, but since you are Shisan's descendant, I will keep your soul alive until he comes back. It can be resurrected.”

"...Yes, senior." Although Jian Qingqing wanted to clarify the doubts in his heart, he wanted to retain this remnant of his soul to meet the man who could convince his ancestors.

……

"Huh?" When Li Bai opened his eyes again, night had fallen, and the empty inner hall was dark.

Slowly stood up, "Hey! Is it fused like this?" Li Bai looked at the index finger of his right hand, and he could feel a powerful force inside it.

Each soul bone has a skill. According to Jian Qingqing's words, Li Bai guessed that this was definitely not a soul bone dropped by the Saber-Tooth Dragon Emperor Beast.

Li Bai quickly walked towards the main hall and looked at his index finger. He already knew the skills of this immortal bone - his sword knowledge was doubled, his sword speed was doubled, and it also came with the soul skill Sword Glow Finger.

"The skill of this immortal bone should have the power of a god-given soul bone, right?"

Looking at the golden pillars surrounding the two people in the hall, Li Bai's sword eyebrows were raised slightly, like a sharp sword unsheathed. His handsome face instantly became extremely cold, and his eyes became as sharp as a blade.

The white right finger is a sword, and the soul power is concentrated between the middle finger and the index finger. A white light is as powerful as lightning, like a spear shooting out of the air. ?Extremely fierce, with an indomitable momentum.

"Bang!!" After a loud noise, the pure gold pillar and beam with a diameter of one meter had been penetrated, leaving only a hole the size of a finger.

Li Bai looked at the damage caused by this skill in disbelief. He would have known that the sword energy he released with the Qinglian Sword would penetrate half of the pillars and beams of the Pope's palace. Although it was when he was six years old, this time It also shows how powerful this immortal bone is.

Hearing the sound of a group of neat footsteps approaching him quickly, Li Bai slowly sat on a seat beside him, took out a bottle of wine and drank slowly.

A group of royal guards from the Prince's Palace arrived quickly. The leader looked at the surrounding environment, his pupils shrank, and he said respectfully: "Master Bai, I don't know what happened just now. Master, are you not in danger?"

Li Bai took a sip of wine and said calmly: "It's okay, I just felt bored and threw a soul skill at random."

"... It seems that the damage on the palace pillar was caused by Young Master Bai." "No wonder His Highness asked me to treat Young Master Bai just like I treat him. With such strength, Young Master Bai will definitely become His Highness's right-hand man in the future."

Li Bai shook the wine in his hand, yawned, and said, "When will your prince come back? I'm so sleepy."

"... Well, Master, if you are sleepy, you can go and rest first. You don't have to wait for His Highness..."

"...It seems that what he said is a bit ambiguous..." Li Bai stood up and walked towards the dormitory, ignoring the strange look in the eyes of the leader of the Imperial Guard.