Chapter 150: Jian Qisheng

The sword light appeared invisible. It was not that Li Fuyao really made a sword, but when he stopped and looked inside the spiritual palace, he saw a young man in a green shirt sitting cross-legged with a sword half-out sheath on his knee.
The appearance of the boy was the same as Li Fuyao, and the sword was exactly the same as Qingsi.
When Li Fuyao looked at the sitting figure, the man also looked up at him.
When the two looked at each other, they could see the sword light.
"Although the world is big, one sword is enough?"
The little man stood up, hung the sword around his waist, and asked with a smile, "If there is still a way for you to choose, do you still choose?"
Li Fuyao frowned, looked at the villain, and whispered softly: "Since I have already come here, I naturally have to go down and give up halfway, I am afraid that I will never be able to lift the sword again."
The villain laughed, "Li Fuyao, I ask you, where do you want to go in sword training? This question is between me and me. You don't have to think about it too much. You can say whatever you want."
Li Fuyao stared at the villain's face, and tentatively asked, "How about becoming a sword fairy?"
The little man looked disdainful, "The rest of the swordsmen in the world all want this realm. There is nothing wrong with it, but Li Fuyao, you should know that there are really other realms above the sword fairy."
Li Fuyao frowned and said, "So high?"
The villain embraced his arms, waiting for the answer.
Li Fuyao suddenly laughed, "How about the sword fairy? How about moving mountains and seas with one sword? How about my Li Fuyao facing the thousands of scenes in the world, how about one sword?"
The little man clapped his hands and laughed: "Well, it's me, Li Fuyao, after today, we can move forward together."
Before he finished his words, the villain suddenly pulled out the blue silk from his waist and stabbed it out with a sword.
Gungunjian gas surged and swept over.
Li Fuyao also opened the sword box with a smile and confronted the enemy with Qingsi.
When the two swords meet, the sound of swords is endless.
After a sword was passed, the villain smiled back, and then handed out the second sword. The sword energy was also agitated. The sword had a blue sword coiled around it like a blue dragon, making waves of dragons.
Li Fuyao cut down the dragon's head with a sword, and handed it out in a spirited manner, this time facing the little man's heart.
On one side of the villain, he calmly said, "Li Fuyao, this sword is okay."
Li Fu shook his head, "The next sword is even better."
The villain laughed.
The two held swords against the enemy, and there were dozens of swords going back and forth.
Evenly matched.
The villain took another sword and stood up, and then sat down again after a while.
Li Fuyao asked, "How about that?"
The boy waved his hand, "Your sword aura is so good on your own. In the future, looking for someone to dominate and fight with me is not a skill!"
Li Fuyao smiled and closed his sword, just about to speak, but he felt black in front of him.
Suddenly opened his eyes.
Still in the pouring rain, he carried the sword box under the umbrella.
This time, looking inside the spirit palace, there is still a villain, but he just sits in the spirit palace like a statue, without the slightest anger, just the blue silk half-sheathed on his knees, with strands of sword aura showing.
Opening his eyes, Li Fuyao stared at the heavy rain.
He has come before that threshold.
Only the last step.
In what attitude should I step forward?
Li Fuyao frowned, and finally chose to take out the blue silk from the sword box behind and hung it around his waist.
Holding the hilt, Li Fuyao walked forward several steps.
Every step is heavy.
Several footsteps have been made solidly on this official road.
Li Fuyao's sword spirit soared.
Majestic.
If there are people on one side now, you can see a very strange scene, that is, between Li Fuyao's front and back, the rain is very irregular, and those raindrops are within this square. Tilted indiscriminately and without rules
In fact, the swordsman breaks the boundary, no matter how high or low, it is a grand scene.
There are not too many swordsmen in the world today. If it were placed six thousand years ago, if a swordsman with a high level of realm breaks through the realm, in addition to having a lot of colleagues to protect the way, there will be problems. The younger brothers of the Third Religion will watch from a distance.
It is because the swordsman breaks the realm, the movement made is not small at all. When the swordsman with the advanced realm breaks the realm, it can even change the color of the world and the sun and the moon.
Back then, Chao Qingqiu entered the sea from climbing a building. Although it was in the deserted area of ​​the North Sea, in that moment, all the swords in the world screamed, and the North Sea was full of wind and waves, the power of destroying the world, If you are afraid of being seen, you must be scared on the spot.
But now, Li Fuyao's realm was too low, and the vision he caused was only within a square meter.
At this moment, Li Fuyao's face was pale, and he walked slowly in the rain with his sword hilt.
Every step I took, there was a thud in my head.
Then it seemed that thousands of swords stabbed him.
It seemed that when he was on the Menchen Mountain Road, Chao Qingqiu's sword aura oppressed him.
Li Fuyao smiled bitterly and said, "It is said that this kendo is rugged, it is a sheep intestine path, but it is not completely appropriate. The threshold between this state and the first state is so high. If you really want to go to the end, you really have to take off several layers. Pi, there's no need to run."
Li Fuyao talking to himself gritted his teeth.
The Qi in the Ling Palace was slowly transforming into Sword Qi, and the process was extremely painful.
But I had to take it. If I couldn't get through this hurdle, the sword immortal avenue was in front of me, but I could only stay in front of him for a lifetime.
The road of kendo was originally rugged, slow and difficult.
It is as it should be.
If not, how can it be invincible in the same realm, and how can it be so powerful?
If there is a cause, there is an effect.
What if it is really impossible?
Swordsman's entry level, the answer has been given.

Luan Ping walked among the palace walls.
As someone still holds an umbrella for him, it is not the former teacher, but Xue Yu, the of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Emperor Chen Guo said that he wanted to test the students brought by the elder of the school to see if he was able to carry Chen Guomiao on a certain day, but Luan Ping had already said everything and he did not want to stay any longer.
Luan Ping was not in a bad mood after walking on the palace wall that he had walked many times, so he saw some palace eunuchs and palace ladies along the way, all of which were considered pleasant. Those little people who don't know where Chen Guochaotang will go in the future, seeing this important minister of the temple, can't do anything other than salute them respectfully.
Luan Ping nodded.
After walking a certain distance, Xue Yu asked, "After Master Xiangguo resigned, did he feel so good?"
Luan Ping smiled and said with emotion: "Remember that Tao Gong's poems and essays can be said, oh, yes,'Long in the cage, return to nature' although the old man just got into another cage from this cage Go inside, but no matter how you look at it, it's a blessing, and it's human nature to be happy."
Xue Yu said cautiously: "I have the courage to ask the old man, will this Chen Guo temple be chaotic?"
Luan Ping turned his head and looked at the who was holding the umbrella for him, with a weird expression, "Mr. Xue, the old man can't leave, the chaos of Chen Guo's temple, it seems that it is not Mr. Xue to worry about."
Xue Yu smiled bitterly: "Even though he was admitted to the inner court, Xue Yu is a man of Chen Guo. He really does not care for Chen Guo's safety. Perhaps the Lord Xiang Guo looks down on us castrates, but no matter what, the Chen in us The national brand will always be there."
Luan Ping chuckled, "Mr. Xue, let's do our own thing, it doesn't matter whether you know or not."
Xue Yu said no more.
Arriving at the gate of the palace, Luan Ping stopped, and someone from Xiangfu who had been waiting here for a long time came to take the umbrella.
Standing at the gate of the palace, Luan Ping laughed at himself: "It was decisive before, but now it is a little nostalgic. After all, this court hall has been seen for decades."
Xue Yu had already turned back and went to the Imperial Study Room to report to His Majesty the Emperor.
This time the news that Lord Xiangguo is resigning and leaving, according to the emperor’s intention, it should be kept secret and not reported. It is the first to stabilize the situation in the court and not participate in the meeting on the grounds that Lord Xiangguo is unwell. After the border war ended, it was gradually unveiled.
This is the safest way.
After all, the current Chen Guochaotang could not stand the slightest impact.
It's all like walking on thin ice.
But in fact, the situation is not much different from Luan Ping's expectations. Zhou is at the end of the crossbow. If Yanling is unwilling to leave a reputation, Chen will not die.
These things left by Luan Ping are regarded as the last gifts to Chen Guo. From then on, Luan Ping is Luan Ping, and Chen Guo is Chen Guo. The two are no longer related.
No debt and light.
But in fact, anyone who says that Luan Ping owes Chen Guo a penny is extremely funny.
Luan Ping owes no one.
Luan Ping took the umbrella, looked outside the city, suddenly startled, and chuckled softly: "No wonder Xu Ji that lunatic is going to use his sword."
Luan Ping chuckled again before he finished his words: "What kind of boy is he that makes Xu Ji so important?"

In the heavy rain, Li Fuyao, who was already unable to hold his umbrella, was drenched in the rain, pressing his sword hilt and walking forward.
I don't know how many steps I have taken, but I always feel that the qi in the spirit palace has gradually changed into sword qi.
On the half-unsheathed sword sitting cross-legged on the villain's lap, the sword aura was constantly showing.
Li Fuyao's head was mixed with rain and sweat.
The boy was biting his lip, and the blue silk came out of his waist.
Sword Qi overflowed.
One leg has stepped in.
Another one is still outside.
Li Fuyao stopped.
Slowly draw the sword.
The sword body slowly emerged from the scabbard, and the sharp edge of the green silk sword was exposed.
Li Fu shook his head, his expression hard to see.
Wait until the sword body is completely exposed.
Li Fuyao solemnly swung his sword against the rain curtain.
The sword was very slow at the beginning, but the castration was extremely fast.
In a moment, a sword gas was already seen cutting away from a distance.
The rain curtain was cut off.
With this sword smoke, the remaining vitality in the Lingfu disappeared.
From this moment on, the things regenerated from the Lingfu were no longer called Qi Machines.
It's sword energy!
Jian Qi from today!
From this moment on, this young man who has been practicing swords for more than two years has now become a true swordsman.
Li Fuyao officially set foot on the third stage of the swordsman.
Sword Qi Realm!