Chapter 2658: Comprehension

The palace of the Shangjian Palace also followed the echo: "Don't say the funeral sword school and the demon sword school. If we can do this in the sword school, there are more than ten people!"
The palace owner of the demon sword palace smiled and said: "It is also normal. After all, the condensed sword school is full of a pile of waste, and suddenly there is a kind of natural and a baby."
Other palace owners also laughed and laughed.
Qiu Shengshui only looked at them indifferently, and his eyes were still concentrated on Luo Zheng.
He does not believe that Luo Zheng’s potential is only that.
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On the surface of the towering sword, all the sword-shaped patterns are slowly rising and becoming larger.
If the disciple of cultivation encounters the bottleneck and is stuck in a certain link, the towering sword can give back the corresponding eternal true meaning of the sword. Under the infiltration of the eternal meaning of these swords, it can often play the effect of dialing. !
Therefore, the disciples of Daojiangong are much faster than the real gods who are self-understood.
Luo Zheng's eyes are full of light, whispering silently.
Generally, the more backward, the slower the speed of comprehension, but the speed of Luo Zheng’s chanting is not slowing down, but getting faster and faster!
In fact, with his talent, under the two thousand words, there is no need to help the big sword! That towering sword is under the baptism of the true meaning of shallowness and deepness, but it makes Luo Zheng even more powerful!
Six hundred words...
Eight hundred words...
One thousand words...
In the eyes of these palace owners, a thousand words can be said to be small.
Luo Zheng has reached more than a thousand words in less than a musk time, such talent is considered top grade.
"A fragrant incense has reached a thousand words, which is not bad in Shangjian Palace. It is only common in our funeral palace," said Yue Bai Li, who pretended to be calm.
Qiu Shengshui still did not speak. If Luo Zheng is only this degree, it is not worthy of his high look, but he has a hunch that the first practice of Luo Zheng can never stop.
"But the speed of this kid’s chanting seems to be accelerating..." said the palace owner of the Broken Sword Palace.
Not only was this palace owner noticed, but other palace owners also discovered this.
The speed of chanting is from fast to slow. Most people do this when they practice the true meaning of the Tao. It is extremely unusual for Luo Zheng to go backwards and faster. This is extremely abnormal.
From five hundred words to one thousand words, Luo Zheng used the time of half-column incense, but from one thousand words to one thousand five hundred words, Luo Zheng actually only had twenty or thirty breathing hours, which was extremely difficult to recite. Really, he is like a lotus flower, and he spits out loud and loud.
His voice is not big, but many palace owners are also clearly distinguishing in the noisy illusion!
"In order to serve, the number of white bones and blood, back ..." Luo Zheng's lips lightly opened, without any block.
One thousand five hundred words...
One thousand seven hundred words...
One thousand nine hundred words...
At this time, even the Great Swordsman was attracted by this scene, which is to say: "The first time you cultivate, up to two thousand words, you can have three talents."
Yue Bai Li’s face has changed a lot. He also said with caution:
The three talents are not as good as the autumn of our funeral palace, but they are also rare. I didn’t expect poverty to be like Tiandu. Character..."
"Do not say too early," Qiu Shengshui said: "I said that this kid's talent is not worse than me!"
In the heart of the moon, there was still some unwillingness in the heart. He said: "I think it is too early to say that the brothers of Shengshui are too early. Everyone is practicing the true meaning of the aisle. Qiu Yi broke the 4,300 words in one breath!"
"Wait to see, I know," Qiu Shengshui is indifferent, and he is very confident.
The light in Luo Zheng’s eyes is getting brighter and brighter, just like a fire.
He felt that his voice and the towering sword formed a resounding sound. He said that the towering sword would respond!
Of course, it is not the voice that responds to Luo Zheng’s sword, but the eternal true meaning of the sword.
"I don't know if I am extremely suitable for practicing the eternal true meaning of the sword, or the reason of the towering sword. Why do I understand the speed of the eternal true meaning of the sword, far beyond the natural meaning of the Tao?"
When it was three thousand words, Luo Zheng’s heart also had a bit of confusion, and it was suspended...
Moon White Chest saw the Luo Zheng stop, and suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled at Qiu Shengshui with a smile: "It seems that it is difficult to have a genius who wins the brother of the water!"
Qiu Shengshui and Qiu Hanyan also stared at Luo Zheng. Just Luo Zheng also chanted at a very fast speed. Now they suddenly get stuck, they are naturally strange.
If the card is in a certain place of the Tao, it should be unbearable for the soul, it will be very painful, and even fainting, but Luo Zheng’s face has no other expressions except for a trace of confusion. They naturally feel weird when they win the water.
Luo Luozheng only paused the time of the three interest...
He can't explain the confusion in his heart. He is too lazy to think about it, which is to speed up the chanting.
This time, once he started, the speed of chanting was speeding up again, and he was already in a state of ecstasy. His voice, which was originally low and loud, became loud and loud, and it was very penetrating!
In this way, it immediately aroused the attention of the disciples in the cultivation.
Lai Huabei’s chanting dozens of words, still with the help of the towering sword, has reached the limit he can bear. Every time he recites a word, he feels that his soul is generally uncomfortable. There was a burst of dizziness.
When he couldn't stand it, he could only stop for a while, and just stopped, he heard the voice of Luo Zheng.
With the talent of Luo Zhengxiong, I am afraid that I have already recited two or three hundred words. He followed the blue silk in front of Luo Zheng’s forehead and found the sword-shaped pattern on the towering sword. The body suddenly trembled.
"Luo, the sword-shaped pattern of Luo Zhengxiong... Has it been half a person high?" Lai Huabei's face is unbelievable.
Although Lai Huabei always thought that Luo Zheng was a genius, but he did not expect that Luo Zheng could achieve this level. For the first time, he had already surpassed most of the flutes in the school!
It was not only Lai Huabei, Qiu Siyuan and Yuebaihao that were attracted, but also the faces of a group of disciples who were full of shock.
In the past, there was still a bit of self-satisfaction in the heart of Qiu Siyuan. After all, he was a younger disciple than the new one. At least he had been able to recite more than 300 words. His sword-shaped pattern has been slap-sized.
But his superiority only lasted for two or three pillars of incense time... Now Luo Zheng has already smashed him.
"This guy... It really shouldn't belong to the Sword School." Autumn Siyuan exclaimed in his heart.
As the sword-shaped pattern of Luo Zheng continued to grow and climbed upwards, it also successfully attracted the attention of other school disciples.
These school disciples are self-proclaimed and talented, how can they tolerate the growth of Luo Zheng?
Among them, there are several disciples in the demon sword palace and the funeral sword palace. Under the chanting, their sword-shaped patterns on the swords of the towering swords are also encircled toward the sword-shaped pattern of Luo Zheng.