Xiaoyao Great Sword Realm, Xiaoyao Sword Palace, Qianjun Hall.

Lin Qianjun looked at Lin Cao'er who was returning, smiled and asked, "Is there any gain?"

"The disciple has already traveled across the three thousand great sword worlds. Now he can step into the realm of transcendence at any time and break the void and go to the only sword world." Lin Cao'er answered with a lee.

Lin Qianjun looked at the golden font of LV100 above Lin Caoer's head and shook his head, saying, "It seems you still don't understand."

"I wonder what Master is talking about?" Lin Cao'er asked.

"It is the heart, and the changes in the heart are the most important." Lin Qianjun said.

Mastering the power of idealism is the key to transcendence.

If you do not master the power of idealism, even if you reach the twelfth level, you will only accumulate in quantitative change, rather than mastering the true qualitative change.

Players can use the system panel to collect idealistic power into experience and use it in a point of detachment, which is why they are not restricted by many things.

After a long period of research, Lin Qianjun discovered that even ordinary people could master how to use idealistic power.

And there is no need for a system or panel, just the state of mind is in place.

After all, every creature has something like idealism. If you master the power of your own, you just need to find a way.

Although it is almost impossible for ordinary people to have that spiritual realm, Lin Qianjun believes that if it were Lin Caoer, there might be some opportunities.

And he also accurately saw that world line.

"My heart?"

Lin Caoer was silent, seemingly understanding, but not very understanding.

"Let's understand it well in Qianjun Palace, don't rush for a moment." Lin Qianjun said.

Time passes.

More than 80,000 years have passed since Tan Ruoxi headed to the Pure Land of Little Swords.

At the 800,000th st. of Jianshan, Nie Wen is climbing hard.

It was not like the one below, and it was extremely difficult and painful to climb.

Every step requires countless energy to be consumed, and he dare not even have a slackness.

At this moment, two figures quickly passed by him.

It was Lin Xue and Meng Jiao.

Now their cultivation level has reached the peak of the Taoist realm, and they are free and plan to challenge this sword mountain.

With the sword-track talent that Lin Qianjun has created for them, Jianshan is not a difficult task.

Nie Wen's mood fluctuated and he almost fell, but he finally stabilized.

He gritted his teeth and did not complain.

Because he can't be distracted, nor can he be distracted anymore.

Soon, Lin Xue and Meng Jiao climbed to the top.

Here, Lin Qianjun, Lin Caoer and Liu Hong are all waiting for their arrival.

"Husband." Meng Jiao came to Lin Qianjun and stood silently.

Lin Qianjun nodded slightly and held her palm.

"Senior, do you think I'm amazing?" Lin Xue came to Lin Qianjun and showed off.

Lin Qianjun knocked her head with a sword finger, knocking her out of temper. She covered her head and went to the side to recite.

"My master, is this "mind power"?" Liu Hong asked at this time.

For the past 80,000 years he served as the sword leader, he has been thinking about what Lin Qianjun said about "heart".

It was not until this time that when I saw Nie Wen climbing below, I seemed to understand something.

Lin Cao'er's eyes were filled with incredible feelings.

Nie Wen is gradually shaping a swordsmanship talent for himself.

After all this, Liu Hong seemed to have some realization and recalled the process of climbing Jianshan by himself, while Lin Caoer was wondering about the occurrence of all this.

The two have different understandings, but they both point to a problem in the end.

That's why this happens.

They could see that Nie Wen had no external force on his body, and there was no sword force in it, and it was his own change from beginning to end.

But where did this change come from?

Time flies, and another 20,000 years have passed.

It has been 100,000 years since Tan Ruoxi was sent to the Pure Land of Little Swords, and in the past 20,000 years, Lin Cao'er has not been able to understand the changes in his heart.

On the contrary, Liu Hong, a person whose swordsmanship is obviously inferior to Lin Cao'er, has already grasped the edge of idealism.

Liu Hong's starting point was not high before. He was also a man who had climbed the Sword Mountain before gaining the unique swordsmanship talent.

So relatively speaking, he had to understand more thoroughly than Lin Caoer, an existence who had debuted as the peak.

Lin Caoer obviously understood this, so she decisively chose to transform her cultivation, she faded away the four top sword talents she possessed, and began to climb from the bottom of the Sword Mountain.

At the same time, Lin Qianjun also met Tan Ruoxi, who had returned from the Pure Land of Swords in front of the Sword Gate.

After tens of thousands of years, Tan Ruoxi has changed a lot.

Not only is it progress in cultivation, but also her heart.

She became more calm and relieved, and knew her inner needs more clearly.

Lin Qianjun and he walked under Jianshan, looking at Lin Caoer who fell from time to time, looked at each other and smiled.

"Did you feel unbearable for 100,000 years?" Lin Qianjun asked.

"Senior, those 100,000 years seem to be just a moment after I saw you." Tan Ruoxi said with a smile.

"I suddenly thought of something." Lin Qianjun said.

"What's the matter?" Tan Ruoxi was a little confused.

"You made a mark on my sword heart at the beginning, now should I return it to you?" Lin Qianjun asked.

"Since senior wants to pay it back, I'll give it back to me..." Tan Ruoxi froze on her face, looking a little depressed.

Although she knew it was impossible, she still had a glimmer of hope after all.

But in the end, she should learn to let go, and she cannot always live in that longing.

After tens of thousands of years, she thought a lot and was worried about gains and losses, wanting to understand why Lin Qianjun made her mark on the heart of the sword.

Is it to motivate her? Or is it really willing to help her?

She has never understood these things, but it is precisely because of these distracting thoughts that she has gradually grown to this day.

If she had no such distracting thoughts, she might have completely disappeared from the loneliness of 100,000 years.

She thanked Lin Qianjun for not going astray.

So at this time, she will face all this calmly.

It's just...it's just... why do you still feel a little painful?

Tan Ruoxi closed her eyes, and although she still kept a smile on her face, tears had already slipped from the corners of her eyes.

At this time, Lin Qianjun's fingers were already leaning against her forehead.

The cold touch made her feel a little nervous. The next moment, a blue sword heart mark appeared in her soul.

This is different from the sword heart mark she left for Lin Qianjun at the beginning. This is Lin Qianjun's own sword heart mark.

Lin Qianjun’s so-called gift to her is given a sword heart, but actually has another meaning.

Tan Ruoxi's sword heart seemed to want to expel Lin Qianjun's sword heart mark, but Tan Ruoxi controlled it and kept it.

Just like Lin Qianjun left her sword heart mark at the beginning.

"Okay, that's fair."

Lin Qianjun heard a voice of three-point sarcastic words.

Tan Ruoxi suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed Lin Qianjun's hand that she was about to withdraw, and placed it on his forehead.

"Senior, this is not fair at all." Tan Ruoxi's tears on her face were not dry. She looked at Lin Qianjun and said, "You have always been teasing me. Now it's my turn."

As the sound fell, she bit Lin Qianjun's palm.

Crack!

Lin Qianjun's sword power automatically protected his body, breaking apart Tan Ruoxi's front teeth.

Seeing this, Lin Qianjun was stunned. Looking at Tan Ruoxi, who was missing a front teeth, slowly moved his head aside.

However, the curve of the corner of his mouth could not be concealed.

He really didn't expect this. After all, he was not the kind of person who likes to know everything in detail.
To be continued...