Chapter 71: Swords Hidden Aspects, Sensual Beauty · 16

When Yuqi returned to the sword room, Xiaohao was holding Zhaoming, leaning against the Jianmu tree in front of the sword room, with the sword tomb of Tai'a at his feet.

Recently, the heavens were as cold and quiet as the lower world. Although there was no continuous rain, it snowed all day long. Perhaps the heavens pitied the creatures in the lower world and were sad for them.

The red leaves on the Jianmu tree also fluttered down with the falling snow. Xiaohao seemed to be unaware of it. He closed his eyes and listened to the snow. He held the sword and leaned against the tree. His expression was calm, as if he could watch the falling flowers without blinking his eyes.

Yuqi couldn't bear to disturb him, so he stood far away.

Xiaohao's biggest headache now was that none of his system skills could be used. Fierce beasts are appearing frequently on the earth. How can we sit back and watch the name of "Gentleman Sword"? If we cannot help people in times of danger, how can we be called a benevolent hero?

Xiao Hao felt that he was too dependent on the system in martial arts, but he could not use it.

Previously, on Peach Blossom Island, he could also learn martial arts outside the system, and he could use them freely, and the power was not much worse than the system's own. In the final analysis, the system skills are just an auxiliary, and it is up to him to really use them.

The meridians are damaged and he cannot use his energy. It seems to be a predicament, but it may be an opportunity for him to break through.

So Xiao Hao began to think about the martial arts of the hidden sword.

The meaning of the Hidden Sword and Water Art is like a swimming dragon, gracefully traveling thousands of miles; the meaning of the Mountain Dwelling Sword is to be skillful but appear clumsy, and to lift heavy weapons as if they were light. The sword has a sharp edge but its shape is not revealed, which is the true meaning of the Hidden Sword.

He had the blessing of the system before, and made a thousand miles of progress, but now he is stuck here, and can't use the light and heavy swords normally.

There is a weak water in the world, and the feathers of the phoenix cannot float on it. The weak water is like a difficult-to-cross ridge in the sky, which stretches in front of everything. The same is true for the sword. If the progress of the sword is a thousand miles a day, and sometimes it stagnates, it is like the weak water in front of you, which is difficult to cross.

There is no one to deliver a boat on the weak water, and only by relying on one's own single-minded meditation can one achieve great success and break this state of mind.

He has been carrying the Weak Water Heavy Sword for a long time, but he has never seriously sought the sword's meaning. Now, he can actually gain a little by meditating.

The third owner of the Cangjian Villa, Ye Wei, was able to comprehend the Silent Sword even though his meridians were cut off. The first owner, Ye Ying, lived alone in the Sword Tomb for six years before he mastered the Four Seasons Sword Technique. It can be seen that the martial arts of the Cangjian Villa are not just limited to form, but also involve the mind.

Since then, he has been holding the sword under the Jianmu tree every day, watching the flowers and listening to the sounds of the world. Zhaoming never leaves him day and night, and even sleeps with the sword as a pillow, immersed in thoughts and forgetting to eat.

Yuqi saw all this, but as time went by, he became more and more anxious, and there was no way to find a way out of the predicament. The feeling of powerlessness was like a tidal wave.

The three-day period is so short, and things like black crystal and meteorite are so hard to find in the world. Nothing in the world lasts forever. Even if the saints of ancient and modern times are incomparable, they can't resist the flying shadow of the sun. There is no black crystal in the world, and there is no trace of it; the brilliance of the sun and the moon seems endless, but I don't know that the stars also have an end...

Yuqi pondered and thought hard, but there is nothing in the world that can replace black crystal and meteorite.

Yuqi looked at Xiao Hao under the tree in silence, unwilling to give up.

Xiao Hao was feeling that the visible sword can defeat the enemy thousands of miles away, but the invisible sword is in the heart. The traces of these falling flowers can be seen, but they are unpredictable, and every movement and stillness depends on the heart. Hidden Sword The sword is like a maple in the evening, with a thousand-foot momentum; the sword of the heart can sail across thousands of waters and the wind.

He closed his eyes and leaned there, a layer of faint light on his body. At this moment of clarity, all the skills under the Water Questioning Technique suddenly lit up one by one, but they were not the routines like before. Instead, they could be switched between moves at will. It seemed that there was a little man in his mind who was holding a sword like him, rising up and moving according to his heart and feelings.

In an instant, the flying snow and falling flowers were all condensed by the sword energy. Yuqi suddenly raised his head and saw that the red leaves covering the sky and the earth were quietly split into two, waving and dancing endlessly.

Xiao Hao opened his eyes and smiled knowingly. The icons that lit up fell silent again, but the sword meanings and sword styles were truly integrated and engraved deep in his mind.

Yuqi knew that he had broken through the shackles of his state of mind, and he didn't know whether to be happy or worried: "At this time when the world is in chaos, you can still have such a state of mind, and even comprehend the world. I was at a loss for a moment

." Xiao Hao tied Zhaoming to his waist again and smiled at him: "Yuqi should be happy for me. I am fortunate to comprehend the heart sword at this moment. It is a perfect opportunity. How can Zhaoming avoid the world in this storm?"

Yuqi's face sank, and after a while he said: "Zhaoming will never be able to withstand the surging power of old Fuxi. When the phoenix comes, the string will break, and the sword heart will be split. You..."

"The Goddess of Chishui told me that Shennong has gone to look for the bone to ward off evil. Since the other half of the sword heart has the sign of becoming a spirit, why should it be blocked? I already have my own three souls and seven spirits, and I cannot leave the sword heart and enter the cycle of reincarnation. Being trapped in the sword body of the magic sword

by Zhaoming, suffering the pain of being torn apart day and night, is it better than being reborn?" Yuqi deeply felt that the general trend was irreversible, and he was powerless to change the situation. He sighed: "Three days ago, old Fuxi ordered me to give him an answer. Otherwise, he will activate Zhaoming to stop the water in the human world. ”

Xiao Hao walked up to him, patted his shoulder and said: “Yuqi has been as kind to me as a father. Now I am following my own will and want to drag Zhaoming to the deepest storm together. I feel guilty. Yuqi... should not worry too much about me, a person who has been blessed and let loose.” Yuqi

turned his head away, and Xiao Hao had no way of knowing his expression, “You will die without a doubt.”

Xiao Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and said to him: “Be indifferent to fame and wealth, and be generous to stop war, so that you can be worthy of being a gentleman like the wind in this life.”

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To the east of Bohai Sea, heavy rain was pouring.

Fuxi held Zhaoming in his hand, and Xiao Hao stood beside him with Ruoshui on his back, and on his waist was Qianye Changsheng, which had not been used for a long time.

The giant turtle of the East China Sea is an ancient creature, and its brute force is extremely strong. Its birth time is second only to the gods transformed by Pangu's pure energy. Only the candle dragon in the world can be compared with it. Fuxi wants to cut off the four legs of the giant turtle to support the sky, which is very difficult.

Even such a creature whose intelligence is still in chaos, only four legs are enough to support the sky, which shows its dominance.

Xiao Hao moved forward without hesitation, and the sky and the sea were separated. He only had eyes for the huge creature opposite.

The yellow dragon swung its golden claws across the sky, and the green color was like a rainbow.

The damage of the light sword was negligible, but it could not be dodged. The giant turtle of the East China Sea was huge and had thick skin and flesh. Xiao Hao had no doubt that even if he carried a heavy sword, he would not be able to shake it at all, and Ruoshui would suffer the same fate as Tai'a.

Fuxi exerted all his power, and the Zhaoming sword body emitted a radiant light, which flowed all over the sky, as bright as a golden crow in the sky, just like when Zhaoming was born.

Xiao Hao's body was shocked, and his sword intent surged a hundred times.

Thunderclouds rolled, and the sky and the earth lost their color. Fuxi mastered the power of rules, and the lightning he controlled was like a punishment from heaven, and lightning flashed endlessly from Zhaoming. Every time he swung his sword and cut the roaring giant turtle, he would elicit an angry and violent roar from the giant turtle.

Xiao Hao and Zhao Ming were one body. The first time they were activated, they felt the ancient god's surging power so deeply. The shock in his heart was even greater than the pain of the sword's heart being torn apart.

With the endless power of Fuxi, his health bar dropped very slowly, which was a great help.

The giant turtle was in front of him, but he closed his eyes. In his ears were the sound of the earth shaking, the roar of the giant beast, the lightning and thunder, but in his heart there was only a bright light, like a firefly, a bean, and the fragrance of plum.

He faced the light, smiled and listened to the thunder, and flew the sword in the middle of the stream, cutting the madness with

all his strength. The sword energy of Hupao fell on the giant turtle's feet, and its sharp intention actually broke through the leather armor of the giant turtle, leaving a deep sword mark on it.

Fuxi took advantage of the situation and stabbed Zhaoming's sword into the sword mark. The giant turtle waved its four legs, turning the rivers and seas upside down. Its roar shook the world.

Xiao Hao still closed his eyes and hung in the air. A huge golden sword shadow appeared under his feet. Every time he took a step forward, the sword shadow behind him shattered into a sky full of ginkgo leaves. The fallen leaves turned into thousands of swords, circling around endlessly, like a whirlwind tornado.

He raised his arm, stepped on the end of the sword shadow, soared into the air, and spun rapidly.

Nine streams and eighteen streams, the clouds and water were confused.

The giant turtle's feet broke with a sound, and blood poured into the waves like a heavy rain. Fuxi also drew out the Zhaoming Sword and swung it to wipe away the blood on the sword.

The giant turtle lost one of its legs and became extremely violent. The remaining three legs stirred up a huge wave. Fuxi was caught off guard and was thrown into the sea. He hurriedly used lightning to stop it and avoided being trampled into a pulp.

Xiao Hao withdrew quickly, and the jade rainbow passed through the giant turtle, stopping its ability to call the wind and rain.

Although Fuxi seemed to be a wolf, he knew that this battle was very dangerous and he could not be distracted. He quickly adjusted himself and raised his sword again.

This battle lasted the longest time in Xiao Hao's life. He couldn't count how long he stood in the long rain. Maybe it was three days, maybe ten days, maybe several months, maybe it was just an illusion, and it was only half a day.

Without milk, Fuxi and he alone could turn the world upside down and the sea raged.

The giant turtle's feet were cut off one by one. The closer he was to success, the clearer Xiao Hao knew that death was coming.

As Zhaoming swung down, the last foot of the giant turtle fell into the sea like a mountain, raising huge waves. Xiao Hao felt something in his heart, and the world seemed to enter a silent state in an instant, and a crisp "pop" sounded softly in his ears. There was no confusion, no resentment, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and