I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

Su Zuo soon realized that she had been worrying too much. Her senior brother didn't look fierce when he saw her, and even showed some helpless patience.

Qin Yilu handed her the handle of the knife: "Lian."

Su Zuo asked in surprise: "Sword practice?"

Qin Yilu said: "Whatever you have learned in the inheritance, let's put it into practice and see."

Su Zuo felt a little unsure.

It's one thing to see. If she knows it with her brain, she may not know it with her hands.

The eldest brother looked down at her and said, "It doesn't hurt to give it a try."

Su Zuo held the knife.

Qin Yilu saw that she had really never used a knife before. Not only was her gesture of holding the knife unfamiliar, but her position was also wrong.

The matter of inheritance is truly mysterious.

It must be said that there is something special about it. Su Zuo's spiritual veins are very strange... but they are not so strange that they will be favored by the inheritance. It can only be regarded as a minus point.

What Qin Yilu has seen so far is that only the younger junior sister's spiritual power is extraordinary, not only far beyond what she should have for her age, but also beyond the seventh level of the innate realm.

In other words, she is one of the very few people who can practice soul arts.

But this is not enough.

There must be some characteristics that made Inheritance abandon all worries and choose her.

Otherwise, even if she is given sword skills, she will not directly enter the dream and let her directly obtain the true origin of inheritance.

And the origin of inheritance...

Qin Yilu knew very well that it was not just a dream, as simple as watching a demonstration of sword skills.

Otherwise, he would not be worthy of that swordsmanship qualification.

If Qin Yilu was a talkative person, he would definitely tell his junior sister these things at this time.

But he really doesn't like to talk.

He talks a lot and makes many mistakes, and organizing language is not easy for him.

What he thinks may not be right.

In short, junior sister will know these things in the future.

The most important thing is action.

Su Zuo's face was full of curiosity, and he waved the knife in the air.

Qin Yilu endured it for a moment, but still had some obsessive-compulsive disorder, and adjusted her posture with the knife.

The long knife fell into the girl's hand. Su Zuo only took the sword and was not used to it for a moment. In addition, although the knife skills she had seen before looked smooth, it was not easy to imitate, so holding the knife was a bit awkward.

"Knife in both hands."

Senior brother reminded.

Su Zuo blinked, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and lifted the blade. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the time when he was practicing boxing with Senior Brother Seven.

Spiritual power surges between heaven and earth, and hunting creates wind.

The iron blade flashed with cold light.

"Huh?" Su Zuo was a little surprised.

She suddenly felt something in her heart, and a mysterious and mysterious idea appeared in her heart.

It's like seeing a hunter's heart rejoicing.

I fell in love with knife training.

The Seventh Senior Brother was sometimes lazy, but in fact every time he practiced martial arts, he enjoyed even the basic skills. She didn't know why before.

Now, the spiritual power of heaven and earth is moved by her.

The invisible edge penetrated the air, carrying a subtle but not to be underestimated pressure.

Qin Yilu narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her knife.

The difference in realm made Su Zuo completely unable to predict his movements, and even couldn't react to sheath the sword at all.

When she opened her eyes wide, the blade had already approached the young man's palm and hit him straight!

"Big Brother..."

Su Zuo's pupils shrank and he quickly stopped his hand.

She felt as if the blade of the knife in her hand had hit steel and she could no longer move forward. But it was a human hand after all. The white and slender palm deliberately faced the sharp sword, and the contrast was particularly clear.

The senior brother said: "Nothing."

Su Zuo was so frightened that while she was speaking, Qin Yilu had already stretched out his hand to signal her not to worry.

There was a little blood on his palm.

The next moment, with a touch of his fingertips, the blood disappeared, and the skin underneath was still intact and healed.

Su Zuo: "..."

You really will die if you try.

If a senior brother with such a cultivation level was seriously injured, it couldn't be because he didn't care about his life! ! !

Ordinary people wouldn’t play like this!

Taking the sword with bare hands, even if she is a loser, there is no need to mock her like this!

She opened her mouth not knowing what to say.

However, there was no sarcasm in the eldest brother's expression, and he even looked thoughtful, with a slight smile.

He guessed right.

"Knife intention."

The young man's voice was extremely determined.

Su Zuo's crying face was startled.

The next moment, she was overjoyed, and her voice was childish and surprising: "Sword intention?"

……

The inner gate of Wuming Shen Sect.

first domain.

A young man in commoner clothes walked quickly towards the towering palace gate.

The sword attendants passed by and bowed to him.

Climb the stairs.

In the main hall were many sword cultivators dressed in the clothes of inner disciples.

The young man standing by the palace door saw the young man, and a look of envy or complexity flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Congratulations to Junior Brother Feng for mastering the sword intent."

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Feng for perfecting your sword intent."

"..."

Congratulations echoed in the hall.

Everyone's eyes, whether jealous or envious, were all focused on Feng Anyang.

Sword intent.

It is a watershed in the practice of swordsmanship.

Geniuses may not be able to understand the meaning of the sword, but those who can understand the meaning of the sword must be the genius among geniuses.

The younger you are and the lower your cultivation level, the greater the benefit.

Generally speaking, if one can understand the sword's intention before breaking through the soul-melting realm, breaking through the soul-melting realm is almost certain.

However, there are many swordsman geniuses who have mastered many mysterious and powerful sword techniques, but they have been unable to understand their own sword intent.

As for comprehending the meaning of the sword in the innate realm.

This is a unique talent.

The sect will train him as a future inner sect elder, and he may even become a domain lord level figure.

It is no exaggeration to say that as soon as this news came out, the entire first domain was shocked.

In fact, Feng Anyang was immediately summoned by the sect leader.

The roof of the main hall of the clan is so high that it almost feels out of reach.

A middle-aged man sat in the upper seat of the hall and put down the tea cup in his hand. The hot smoke lingered from the cup.

The young man bowed respectfully and said, "Master."

The man asked majestically: "I heard from Elder Mo that you have understood the meaning of the sword?"

"Yes."

The young man explained: "The disciple's sword intention comes from the sword technique "Yun Broken Lotus Platform" passed down from his family. He has practiced it for more than ten years, and now he has an epiphany."

"It's good."

The sect master said with a smile: "'Cloud Broken Lotus Platform' has a Zen meaning hidden in the mist. Back then, I saw the master of the Feng family perform this sword technique. It was really amazing and brilliant. I hope that you will be better than the master in the future."

There was a hint of pride in Feng Anyang's immature brows and eyes: "Thank you, Master, for the compliment."

The disciples in the hall who have not yet understood the meaning of the sword are all thinking about whether this sword technique is stored in the Sutra Pavilion and they can borrow it some other day to try their luck.

The sect leader pondered: "It seems that there will be a rookie competition in a few days..."

The young man bowed his head: "The top spot among rookies is bound to be won by my disciples."

His posture is humble and his words are arrogant.

……