A "bang!"

Another sword spirit was defeated by Qingxu, and then turned into a spiritual light and threw it into the spiritual sword again, leaving no sound.

This is the third sword spirit defeated by Qingxu.

After defeating the sword spirit again and again, they were not recognized by the sword spirit again and again. Just like those cultivators who had been exploring Wanjian Peak, this scene fell into the eyes of everyone at the foot of the mountain, which greatly reduced their interest.

The cultivators who were originally filled with watching the fun at the foot of the mountain suddenly left a little, and even the Aurora Peak, Beiyue Peak, and even the people in the Zangjian Peak who came to hear the news, all left a few.

Only the people from the Shenhui Chamber of Commerce stayed there. Looking at Qingxu, who was gradually becoming a little unsightly, there was an indescribable gloom in his eyes.

...

"It should have nothing to do with cultivation."

Qingxu recalled the sword spirit he had defeated just now.

He fought with the sword spirit for three whole hours. During these three hours, he had been controlling his own strength and maintaining his strength at the level of awakening realm. Even if it was just pure physical strength, he did not use attacks above the True Qi realm, but even so...

In the end, he still did not get the recognition of the sword spirit.

"If it's useless to your own strength, then... what method should you use to defeat them to get their recognition?"

Qingxu was silent for a moment, then stepped forward again and came to a new spiritual sword.

“Buzz!”

The sword intent was shaken, and the spiritual sword in front of him suddenly appeared due to the stimulation of Qingxu's sword intent.

This is a sword spirit with a sharp aura and a sense of coldness.

"My name is Tianque, a practitioner, let me see your swordsmanship."

"Wait a minute!"

Qingxu looked at the sword spirit Tianque who was about to take action when summoning the spirit sword, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by the sword way you always say? All I used to confront the previous sword spirits is my own sword intent insight, and based on this, I activated the sword intent to evolve sword skills, but I couldn't get your recognition again and again. So, tell me, what is the sword way you mentioned?"

"What exactly is kendo...?"

Qingxu's inquiry made Tianque a little confused. It looked at Qingxu, as if it was thinking about something, but after a long time, it still frowned, but could not think of it no matter what.

"I don't know... it's too long... Maybe my memory is missing, or some other reason, in short, I can't answer you... But there is a voice in my heart telling me that my kendo is still stuck in my body. When I see the kendo that can really resonate with me, I will naturally recognize its existence."

Tianque said in a deep voice, with a hint of indescribable pain in his tone.

A kind of pain that even it doesn't understand.

It is as if it knows that it has something extremely important, even so important that it can throw away the things that it can devote its life, but it just doesn't realize anything, and still sticks to that belief, waiting to awaken it one day and reappear it.

"Let's get started."

Tianque said, in an empty tone, as if an artificial intelligence is mechanizing its duties.

That's all.

"Bang!"

The sword lights intersect and the fire light bursts out.

...

Half an hour later, the spirituality on Tianque's body dimmed. It looked at Qingxu, who was stabbed into the twelve swords by itself because he had been suppressing his own strength. He still had no spirit in his eyes, just like an old man who was about to die: "You work hard... but... this is not the sword path I want..."

"call out!"

As soon as Tianque finished speaking, its body returned to the spiritual sword, but lost its color.

"call!"

Qingxu was breathing slightly. Although he was in his body, the effect of the recovery characteristics was too powerful. In just a little breath, the sword wounds were already beginning to heal. In less than ten breaths, there was only a red mark left in the sword wound.

"It's still not... Do you have to suppress your strength to the blood exchange realm? But the strength of the sword spirit is almost beyond the ordinary true Qi realm power, and it is no less than that of a master of the Gang Refining Realm. In addition, they are equivalent to a combination of sword intent. Even if their spirituality is consumed due to long years, they have a powerful resistance effect on sword intent attacks. My sword intent exerts less than 10% of the power on them... Once I really suppress my strength to the blood exchange realm, even if I have the tenth level recovery characteristic that can make me fearless, I cannot be their opponent."

Qingxu is full of heavy weight.

The gap in strength is too big, so he can't win by trying to fight for his life.

"kendo……"

Qingxu carefully recalled the words of these sword spirits in his mind.

Almost every sword spirit will mention the word "Sword Dao"...

It can be seen that the real core of the problem lies in the theory of kendo.

And the sword...

"Is the killing sword in the ancient swordsmanship a sword that can make them recognize?"

There were various changes in Qingxu’s mind about killing swordsmanship flashing one by one.

but……

The corresponding white tiger in the ancient swordsmanship is one of the six sacred swords. In the cultivation world, the upper limit of the growth of ferocious beasts is the longevity realm. Even if the top ferocious beasts do not encounter the great opportunity, the peak of the sixth-level immortal realm is their growth limit. The upper limit of the growth of the spirit beast is the twelve level, and the upper limit of the growth of the holy beast is the eighteen level. The existence of the six sacred beasts is between the divine beasts and the holy beasts, and the upper limit of the growth of the growth may reach the nineteenth level. A few people with deep opportunities may even reach the twentyth level, but compared with the many sword techniques used by Qingxu at this time, they are still a little different.

It should be noted that although most of the sword scores he obtained were only at the level of the Jindan realm, the intentions of these sword scores were basically aimed at the divine beasts.

The strength of the sword intent is directly related to the intention.

After all, the essence of the sword intent is the will of the practitioner himself.

After a moment of silence, Qingxu stepped forward again, and after a while, he found a sword spirit again.

During the period of contemplation and searching for the sword spirit, all the injuries on his body have recovered. Although his clothes are tattered and look a little embarrassed, they will not have any impact on his combat power.

“Buzz!”

The sword intent was stimulated, and soon the sword spirit in the spirit sword was awakened. A figure who looked like a middle-aged man appeared in front of Qingxu as a middle-aged man.

The man suddenly appeared, and his eyes were also confused. But after a moment, he recovered and nodded slightly to Qingxu: "I haven't seen a satisfied practitioner for a long time. I hope your swordsmanship can inspire me. I am Qingye, please give me some advice."

"kendo……"

Qingxu looked at Qingye, the man in front of him. Even if he didn't have hope, he still spoke: "I want to know, what exactly is the kendo you talk about? What is your kendo?"

"What exactly is the kendo we talk about?"

Qingye was slightly stunned, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face. Then, he seemed to be in deep thought. This contemplation lasted for less than a few breaths and was gradually replaced by a hint of pain and helplessness: "My kendao... Sorry, maybe it's because the time has been too long, and I have forgotten what my kendao is..."

"Forgotten?"

Qingxu looked at Qingye with an incredible look: "As a sword spirit, can you actually forget your sword path?"

"I can't understand...but...too long...time has passed...for so long...in such a long time, anything can happen...maybe it was because I had suffered some serious damage, memory loss, or maybe my kendo was defeated and died from now on. Only the kendo instinct left on me, or...for other reasons...but the experiencer, this is not what you need to ask, let me see your kendo..."

"Wait a minute, I still have a question, why do you call me a trainee?"

"Why..."

A trace of confusion flashed in Qingye's eyes: "I can't answer you this answer. It's been too long and I can't remember it... Maybe this is my mission to exist here..."

"How long does it take to be too long..."

Qingye shook his head: "The extremely long sleep time and time again have already made me forget the concept of time... I only know that countless lives may have passed... I don't remember much. Since you awaken me, I hope your sword can refresh you and inject a ripples into my stagnant life..."

The next moment, Qingye stopped talking to him and killed him with a sword...

His swordsmanship was like a breeze blowing on his face.

It is like the leisurely early summer, facing the gentle sunshine, looking for the willow trees beside the stream visible to the Qingqing, lying on the green grass under the willows, holding a green grass in my mouth, blowing the cool breeze, and looking up at the clear blue sky and white clouds...

"Enough!"

A voice suddenly interrupted this indescribable relaxation and comfort.

The next moment, the sun is so hot!

The sun above my head that emits mild sunshine became extremely violent, and the endless glory mixed with the rolling heat waves burned the poetic and picturesque mountain scroll in front of me to ashes...

This is the counterattack of Qingxu's sword intent.

He had had enough of defeating the sword spirits again and again, looking at their regretful and sad faces again and again, he had lost patience for the invasion of Wan Jian Peak.

Next, he was unwilling to force his cultivation to suppress his cultivation level, at least he would not suppress his cultivation to the level of mortals, causing him to suffer injuries every time he confronted the sword spirit. Even if these injuries were nothing to his tenth level recovery characteristics, it would not take long to recover completely, but...

He has had enough!

He wanted to use the domineering power of his own sword intent to crush him upright. After crushing all the sword spirits on the mountain, he didn't believe that he would not be able to get the recognition of one hundred sword spirits, which triggered a hundred swords to chant together.

"Bang!"

Qingye's figure suddenly appeared from an illusion that seemed to be a scroll.

But unlike other sword spirits, the face of Qingxu was forcibly defeated by sword intent, but there was no gloomy look on his face, but with a hint of surprise: "What a domineering sword intent, what a violent sword... This kind of sword is like a big sun, with immense power, burning the sky and boiling the sea... Sure enough, the sword I have learned is not suitable for killing at all, but only for expressing love to mountains and rivers. Swords like yours are the real swordsmanship."

"Um?"

Looking at Qingye with a strange look in front of him, Qingxu paused slightly: "I have such a sword path?"

"Although your swordsmanship is still very weak, it has laid a foundation... My swordsmanship is not a killer, and it cannot be your swordsmanship opponent... Therefore, you have gained my recognition. Please tell me your name, this practitioner."

Qingxu looked at Qingye in amazement.

this……

Is this successful?

That's so simple?

Could it be that these sword spirits bully the weak and fear the strong?

He tried his best and immediately got the recognition of a sword spirit?
Chapter completed!