Start a Dome

"Taixu Sword Qi, cultivated, is originally the sword heart."

"When your sword heart reaches a certain level, even if you don't have the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand, you can still turn the invisible into the tangible."

"It's just that if you want to use the final form of Taixu's sword energy, Taixu Sword God, you must use the power of Xuanyuan Sword."

Listening to the gray-haired woman in front of him talking about Taixu Sword Qi, Xia Mo suddenly felt absurd.

Could it be that she is the legendary Daxu real person?

"When you are young, it is the best time to temper your sword heart. Yu Zao is Yu Chun."

"Your sword heart should be forcibly stimulated by people, so it is not pure."

"Otherwise, even if you don't have the Xuanyuan Sword, that evil thing outside can still easily defeat it with your ability."

"So, what should I do?"

The refreshing fragrance of tea dissipated the anxiety and irritability in Xia Mo's heart, and everything was as indifferent as a spring breeze. He looked at Daoist Taixu calmly.

"The heart melts into the lake until the water stops, the heart lake freezes to be dust-free, the heart's ice is clear to become a mirror, and the heart's energy is invisible to be empty."

"The mind is the foundation of Taixu's sword energy, and it is also the most important one."

"Generally speaking, the limit of a man's cultivation is dust-free, but you are different."

"With the help of the descendants of the Zhou family, your heart has broken through Wuchen, and reached the mirror that countless people dream of."

"But it can only stop there."

The gray-haired woman chuckled and said, "It's better to say that everyone in the world will stop here."

"Only by holding the Xuanyuan Sword can one break through the mirror and reach the real Taixu."

Putting the guqin in her hand aside, the gray-haired woman stood up.

The quaint golden long sword slipped from her sleeve, and she held the long sword.

"You have now comprehended two of the five aggregates, but you don't seem to understand the remaining three aggregates."

"It's okay, as long as I demonstrate it once, you will be able to understand it."

The purer Qi than Zhou Xiaoxiao and Mr. Zhou gushed out from the gray-haired woman.

Her figure moved slightly, and the sharp blade cut through the air.

"The shape aggregates of the five aggregates of Taixu have a total of four elements of guarding, transforming, enlightening, and opening, with a total of 21 forms."

"The opening sword has three styles: Crescent Moon, Broken Sea, and Cracking Sky; there are six sword forms: Falcon, Black Falcon, Swift, Vine Sparrow, Cloud Eagle, and Moon Heron; and there are six guarding sword styles: Weeping Willow, Orchid, Strong bamboo, black chrysanthemum, pure lotus, green pine, there are six types of open sword: rock breaking, chaotic thunder, thunderbolt, landslide, instant dust, and shocking wind."

The figure turned into countless afterimages, and there was a sound of piercing through the air, and the terrifying sword intent of the gray-haired woman almost cut off the space.

"To put it simply, Xingyun is a sword move."

"As for implication, Xuanyuan Sword is needed to practice it. Once the heart and mind of Xuanyuan Sword are connected, then the sword intent will be formed by itself."

"As for, Shen Yun."

It stopped suddenly, and a terrifying breath gushed out from the gray-haired woman. Her light blue eyes shone with crimson light: "Gods are extremely changeable. There are swords without swords. With a deified sword , the sword qi is self-contained, and it is connected to the gods."

"God, the extreme of change, the wonderful thing is described, and it cannot be questioned by form. It has no form and does not need a form. This sword fills space, and this sword is space. Therefore, it is everywhere, and it is always disadvantageous."

The scarlet feathers fluttered, and the terrifying scarlet flames condensed on the quaint sword body around the gray-haired woman.

Then the gray-haired woman moved.

It was just such a simple sword, just a sword waved casually, and the world changed color accordingly.

Everything was distorted by that Taixu Sword God.

When Xia Mo came back to his senses, he found the gray-haired woman playing the piano again.

And the tea in his hand was already cold.

The faint sound of Guqin drifted away from the Buddha Cloud View, as if everything just now was Xia Mo's illusion.

He reached out, picked up the teapot beside him, poured another cup unceremoniously, and drank it down in one gulp.

"How can I get out of here?"

"Not urgent."

Stretching out her hand, she pointed out that it was a faint ripple. The gray-haired woman said: "The time here is different from that of the outside world, and people outside will be fine."

"It's you, did you understand all the sword moves I demonstrated to you just now?"

"About . . . two-thirds."

"Two-thirds?"

With surprise in her eyes, the gray-haired woman's lips curled up slightly: "It seems that you are more talented than I thought."

"Since that's the case, let the juniors of the Zhou family teach you the rest."

The crimson feathers fluttered down, and everything around them rippled.

The appearance of the gray-haired woman gradually began to become blurred, and even the sound of the guqin began to fade away.

"and many more!"

Xia Mo tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see her face.

"Are you really, really the legendary Shenxia, ​​the real Taixu?"

"Taixu real person?"

The gray-haired woman tilted her head, she said: "My name is Chi Yuan, you can call me Hua."

"It is said that you have turned into a fairy, is it true?"

The gray-haired woman's body trembled, and she shook her head.

"Even immortals will die..."

With a complicated expression, Xia Mo sighed.

"Will not."

"Eh?"

Raising her head, the gray-haired and blue-eyed woman looked at Xia Mo seriously: "One day, I will come back."

"By then, hehe..."

"Let's talk about it then."

The monstrous fire devoured the entire Buddha Cloud Temple.

The golden light soars to the sky, shining brightly for hundreds of miles.

Xia Mo saw countless people holding torches, and the torches were still in the Buddha Cloud Temple.

The seven long swords pierced through the gray-haired woman's body.

Obviously, she was still drinking tea with Xia Mo just now, but now, the gray-haired woman with loose hair has murderous intent in her eyes.

......

The black spirit butterfly easily broke through the protective miasma around the evil Buddha statue, and when it saw the little girl walking in front of him, the corners of the evil Buddha statue's mouth curled up slightly.

Behind him, Buddha Killing Phantom threw his fist violently.

boom!

The ferocious fist was gently grasped by the slender five fingers, and he pulled out the Xuanyuan sword that pierced through his chest, and Xia Mo made a backhand force.

boom!

The terrifying power directly threw the evil Buddha statue away.

"Dome."

Fingertips lightly touched Kasugano Dome's forehead, and pure death energy melted into her body.

The girl's pale face became ruddy visible to the naked eye.

Chapter 190 Seven - Taixu Sword God

Putting his hand on his forehead, the high fever has subsided, and the only hidden danger is the heart of Kasugano Dome.

"We can't drag it on any longer, we have to think of a way."

Mumbling softly, Xia Mo waved a sword casually.

The blade of Xuanyuan Sword, which was blackened by the miasma, was wrapped in pitch-black death air, and the terrifying sword glow disappeared in a flash.

boom!

The Buddha-killing phantom behind the evil Buddha statue resisted the sword light with all his strength.

Eyes full of astonishment, the evil Buddha statue clasped its hands together, and a large number of quaint Buddha patterns flooded towards Xia Mo from around him.

Even if Xia Mo's realm has improved, so what, with his burden, he can't beat himself who has absorbed a huge part of Zhuyin's power.

"Dome."

The cheek was patted lightly, and in a trance, Kasuga Yeqiong seemed to hear Xia Mo's voice.

She opened her eyes in confusion, and buried her head in Xia Mo's arms: "Let me sleep for a while, Mo..."

Xia Mo smiled: "Okay, then you can lie on my back and sleep."

"Oh....."

His head was still a little dizzy, and Kasuga Yeqiong, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, stretched out his hands and wrapped his arms around Xia Mo's neck.

then,

Swish!

Appearing in front of the evil Buddha statue in an instant, Xia Mo tapped the body of Xuanyuan sword with three fingers, and the black long sword reversed.

——Raise the sword, the waning moon!