Chapter 29 Heavenly Sword Discussion

"The Record of the Sword" ended and it should have been time for lunch, but there was dead silence in the conference room, and no one had an appetite.

It is impossible for people with normal psychology to like tragedy, let alone the fact that the two of them witnessed it all the way. Although Li Hua was a bit mediocre, he did bring happiness to the Sword Immortal and gave the unparalleled Sword Immortal a touch of humanity.

After a long time, someone finally said: "Why did Li Hua accept the Heavenly Sword just to stop the Sword Immortal? Isn't it her duty as the Sword Immortal's successor?"

"The Heavenly Sword, also known as the Sword of Heaven, was born with the destiny of heaven and earth. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an immortal weapon. The Sword Immortal holds the Heavenly Sword and uses his Nascent Soul cultivation to kill the transformed gods. It can be seen that its power is earth-shattering.

"

Lu Haochu showed his wealth of knowledge as always. As a person from the Shangqing Palace of the orthodox Xuanmen, he could read many classics from the world of immortality.

This sword is recorded in it, the Heavenly Sword.

Known as the leader of ten thousand swords and the treasure of Tianjian Sect.

The man added: "Isn't this great? With such a powerful weapon, the Sword Immortal can turn the tide."

"Haha, shooting a gun can make your hands hurt, let alone a sword that is unparalleled in the world." Lu Haochu smiled, picked up the remote control and turned off the projector.

"Only the Supreme Infinite Sword Intention can control the Heavenly Sword, and to understand the Supreme Infinite Sword Intent, one must be ruthless and ruthless. When she was six hundred years old, she understood the Infinite Sword Intent and defeated the devil. She should have forgotten her feelings.

But in the end, she went out of her way to see Li Hua, and her emotion was amazing."

"There are always some extraordinary geniuses in the world who can maintain their original intention and control the Supreme Infinite Sword Intent. But there is a limit after all. There is a high probability that the Sword Immortal will not be able to withstand the Heavenly Sword. Besides, don't forget that the Sword Immortal is the Nascent Soul.

In terms of cultivation, all sword masters in the past were at least transformed into gods."

"Okay, everyone, please don't get too caught up in the drama. This is the autobiography of a powerful person. It's not our turn to make irresponsible remarks, like ants who don't even have the golden elixir."

Lu Haochu packed up his mood and left the conference room. Because of the matters at Qidi, he still had a lot of work to do. In the next period of time, the company will need to maintain high-intensity operations and always be alert to possible emergencies.

The madmen of the White Lotus Club commit crimes like entertainment. If a riot breaks out in one place, there will soon be a response from another place, as if to say hello.

Zhao Si also walked out of the conference room and came to the cafeteria.

"Have some wontons."

Suddenly, there was a voice in my ears. I turned my head and saw the Qi sword cultivator named Dongyun queuing up next door.

The other party seemed to feel his gaze and turned to look at him.

Zhao Sidao: "Hello."

Dongyun just nodded in response, then picked a corner to sit down with the bowl of wontons.

"What a weirdo." Zhao Si sighed. He had seen him eating wontons more than once, as if he never got tired of them.

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"What a master of human hearts."

The second master was full of praise for the music composed by Li Yi. He immediately picked up the flute and played the music he just heard completely.

I have to say that the second master does have some talent in flute.

Li Yi closed his eyes and shook the bamboo chair.

Just at noon, the second master apparently learned about the song he had played before from Lily, and hurried over to pester him to listen. In order to deal with this old man, Li Yi had to play it to him again, and of course he was rewarded.

It’s an afternoon of playing the flute for yourself.

The sound of the flute is soothing, and plainness is its main theme, but underneath it is a faint feeling of parting.

After Er Ye finished playing, he listened carefully for a long time and noticed the rare bass sound at the end of the piece. It was not the ending, but a hint of sadness.

This is an imperfect piece of music. The creator was influenced by himself and mixed some personal content into the tone that should be the most calming. It is no longer pure.

"Xingguo, why is your song so sad at the end?"

Li Yi did not answer.

After the second master waited for a while, he picked up the flute and started playing again. This time it was "Asking the Sword Tianque Mountain" that he never got tired of playing.

The melody is high-spirited and fierce, but in the end it becomes tactful, somewhat similar to the final sadness of a mortal heart.

The second master didn't notice it before, but now when he compares it, the more he tastes it, the less it tastes.

"This song asks about Jian Tianque Mountain. Why?"

Li Yi opened his eyes slightly. He was no longer surprised by the talent of the second master Bole, and replied: "Because their ending is not good."

"Why is it bad?" Er Ye asked again. Usually the stories played on the radio would go in and out of his ears, but the stories coming out of the flute made him think about it day and night.

Li Yi leaned up slightly to avoid the sunlight that came in, and said in a calm tone: "Because it was at that time that I refined my energy and became a god."

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Tianque Mountain is 100,000 feet high. The peak is straight and steep, like a giant sword holding up the sky.

On the sword-asking platform halfway up the mountain, countless spiritual swords were broken. One after another, the disciples of the Tianjian Sect fell to the ground, paralyzed on the ground. Their lives were not injured, but they also lost their ability to move.

Looking across countless Jianzong disciples, along the winding mountain road, a young man in plain clothes climbed Tianque Mountain step by step.

He had regular features and was not handsome. He was wearing a green and white Taoist robe, which was made of the lowest grade coarse cloth rather than an illegal weapon. He held an unopened iron sword in his hand, and there was no aura on the sword.

However, such an ordinary person could almost defeat the entire Sword Sect disciples.

At first, the Sword Sect disciples attacked one by one, but later evolved into two or three working together to siege, and then even dozens of people formed a sword formation, but they still could not capture this mysterious man.

His swordsmanship is extremely special. He can break it without hurting anyone. Even if he is hit directly, he will just fall to the ground.

The non-killing swordsmanship is both admirable and incredible.

Perhaps because of this, no one used the killing move from beginning to end, and the powerful power of Tianjian Sect did not take action either.

But as more and more people fell down, the atmosphere became more and more tense. Because he had defeated too many Sword Sect disciples, if this continued, the Tian Sword Sect would lose its face.

A streak of sword glide fell, and the mysterious challenger finally saw the light of blood.

Li Changsheng glanced at the blood drops dripping from his head. The blood quickly dyed half of his face red. He looked up and saw a handsome man with fluttering clothes and an upright posture.

He Kun, Senior Brother of Tianjian Sect.

"Brother Li, why are you doing this? Only with the power of the Heavenly Sword can we straighten the path. This is also the great path for my junior sister."

He Kun recognized the man in front of him. He was Li Hua, whom the swordsmen of Tianjian Sect thought about day and night.

I didn't expect that he would break through Tianque Mountain today, and I didn't expect that his swordsmanship would be so superb.

Li Changsheng said: "I only know that she will die. Being ruthless is the same as committing suicide."

The next moment he responded was a sword light, the dazzling edge fell, and the unedged iron sword broke instantly.

He Kun raised the magic sword in his hand and swung it lightly. The sword light was so sharp that it seemed to cut through the void. The cold and biting sword intent spread out, as if he was looking directly at the sky.

"Brother Li, how does the Supreme Infinite Sword Intent compare with your non-killing sword?"

The answer is obvious, the sword that does not kill is less than half a point.

"Brother Li, let's go down the mountain. From the day when my junior sister became the sword bearer, it was her duty to inherit the Heavenly Sword. Only in this way can the world be restored and peace be restored to the world."

"All it takes for me to take your life is one more strike of the sword. Don't make any mistakes."

With a clang, the broken sword fell to the ground.

"I just want to save the person in front of me." Li Changsheng was filled with anger in his heart. After two hundred years, he once again had murderous intentions.

He Kun thought that the other party had figured it out, but in the next second, all the hair on his body stood on end, and the overwhelming terrifying murderous aura seemed to turn into a pair of hands grabbing him.

As if he were in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the disciples who fell to the ground turned into twisted corpses.

He didn't understand why Li Hua, who practiced medicine and saved people, was so murderous.

He Kun swung his sword with a hint of fear.

Hey!

The dazzling thunder light swayed, and the sword light instantly shattered. Then in half a breath, thousands of thunderbolts hit He Kun, and any protective magic weapon or Taoism on his body instantly shattered.

When He Kun came to his senses, two fingers were already on his forehead. It only took one click to kill him.

"What's this?"

He Kun collapsed on the ground, and Li Changsheng did not answer and just continued to climb Tianque Mountain.

No one will stop Li Changsheng on the next journey. The decent monks from all sides are hiding in the clouds and watching him quietly. The same is true for the old monsters of the Liantian Sword Sect. It’s not that they don’t want to step into it, but an unparalleled

The sword intent has already enveloped the entire mountain range.

Anyone whose cultivation exceeds a certain level will be cut down by the Heavenly Sword. That person can climb Tianque Mountain, which means that the Heavenly Sword recognizes his qualifications.

This is the first time in thousands of years that someone who has not cultivated Supreme Sword Intent has approached the Heavenly Sword.

When you reach the top, there are only desolate rocks, only one sword and one Kun Dao.

The Heavenly Sword is plain and simple, inserted casually on a stone.

Li Changsheng came to the opposite side of Xue Ye, and the two looked at each other across the sky sword.

"Why are fellow Taoists here?" Xue Ye's eyes were clear and not stained by a trace of dust.

"I have a sword and I want to discuss it with my Taoist friends."

"He Jian?"

"Non-killing sword."

"Can."

The two fell into silence, and their sword intentions had collided thousands of times. This was their first and last sword discussion.

Li Changsheng lost, and he realized the Taishang Wuji Sword Intent. At that time, he thought that maybe Taishang Wuji was the great way, and it was closer to the way of heaven.

Xue Ye won, she understood the Immortal Sword, and picked up the unparalleled Heavenly Sword.

But at the beginning of spring, no one took her to eat wontons anymore.
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