Chapter 359 (1/2)

Lu Qingshan stared at the messy sword marks on the stele and gradually sank into it.

From these sword marks, he could feel a kind of dark and unreal meaning coming face to face.

Then, light and shadow crisscrossed, and countless illusions flickered in front of him.

Dark changes, countless illusions, combined, and finally there were many sword lights faintly.

This sword tablet contains the artistic conception of magic.

Lu Qingshan knows.

This is also incompatible with his style.

What he pursues is either skill close to Tao or infinite power.

Although this illusion artistic conception of nine turns and eighteen turns is strange, it is inferior in his heart.

Without hesitation, he stopped looking at the sword Monument and went down again.

......

”Resonate again?” outside the secret realm, old Jian Xiu looked at this scene and murmured absently.

The second sword tablet that I thought would make the golden pill boy run into a wall did not stop him at all.

When the old Jian Xiu didn't react, the golden pill boy gave up this monument again and stepped towards the next sword monument.

Before Lu Qingshan got close to the third sword tablet, there was a slight glittering light, which looked like he couldn't wait.

It's like a signal.

The scene that Lao Xianjian Xiu couldn't believe appeared.

At this time, the numerous sword steles in the secret place were all glowing, actively indicating their mystery, as if eager for Lu Qingshan's choice.

Every sword tablet resonates with Lu Qingshan.

”This son can attract all sword steles to resonate... This is the heart of a child, born sword......” old immortal sword Xiu looked silly, and his turbid eyes suddenly lit up.

In the secret realm.

The sword tablet can not only understand the meaning of the sword, but also the sword style.

Of course, most of the time, it is mainly sword.

At this point.

The sword is full of meaning.

Those with Yin and cold are like maggots on tarsal bones, which makes people unable to avoid.

There is just the sun, and the meaning of rage is incomparable.

There is a breeze blowing and water waves rising;

Some are as thick as mountains, and some are as light as birds

There are nearly a thousand sword steles, and the meaning of sword is rarely the same.

But even the same sword meaning will show different style because of their different feelings of sword cultivation.

Lu Qingshan was dazzled and even had an inexplicable illusion of choosing a concubine.

His whole spiritual consciousness was completely immersed in the artistic conception, and he opened his mind to feel these sword meanings carefully.

He wants to find his favorite sword to understand.

After a long time, in those chaotic artistic conception, Lu Qingshan felt a sharp and fierce sword, as if unstoppable.

The heart of sword cultivation is indomitable.

Lu Qingshan moved in his heart. Following this feeling, he stopped in front of a stone tablet.

He raised his head and stared at the cold light on the sword stele with flashing eyes.

Yes, the pattern on this sword tablet is just a little cold.

He was so close to the sword monument that the fierce momentum on it seemed to penetrate everything suddenly came to his face.

Lu Qingshan, even though the realm of Yuanshen reached the middle stage of condensation, the Yuanshen was solid and protected by divine light on the surface.

But under the invasion of this fierce meaning, I still felt an inexplicable tingling in the sea.

But he didn't realize it. He knew the powerful spirit of Haiyuan God, suddenly swept out of the mud pill palace, went up against the current, and took the initiative to melt into the cold light on the sword tablet.

Hiss!

At the moment when the divine consciousness swept into the sword monument, Lu Qingshan was in a trance for a moment, even though he felt that the scene in front of him began to change.

When he completely calmed down, he found that there was a void space in front of him.

A kind of reckless and wasteful gas of ancient vicissitudes arises spontaneously.

Oh!

With a long cry, between heaven and earth, a demon bird's wings covered the sky, swooped and circled, and its figure was like a blinking and changing.

Whoosh!

Just then, a sword light came out across the world and cut into the air towards the demon bird. It was extremely sharp.

The demon bird trembled all over. It seemed to be aware of the terror in the sword light, and a mysterious ripple appeared all over the body. In a moment, it appeared in a very far area.

This is space teleportation.

Seeing the scene, Lu Qingshan murmured.

Then his mind was refreshed.

He wanted to know how to deal with the sword light in this case.

Then the sword light flickered like a comet, illuminating the whole empty space.

A powerful will power, shrouded in the sword light, made the whole nothingness tremble, as if to break into pieces.

While the sword light flew out, it suddenly condensed at a point, turned into a cold awn, and then disappeared out of thin air. When a cold awn reappeared, it had already smashed the head of the demon bird.

A little cold light comes first, and then the sword comes out like a dragon!

Lu Qingshan was surprised.

The artistic conception contained in this sword tablet can restrain and stifle the artistic conception of space.

The magic power principle of space teleportation is to open a closer channel between two distant spaces, shorten the original distance, and realize the so-called teleportation.

But even if it is called instantaneous, it takes time.

The time it takes is an instant.

This sword directly breaks through two layers of space by using the ultimate penetrating force to realize the speed of surpassing space.

If even space can't stop this sword idea, what can stop it?

This is the ultimate artistic conception of attack.

The scene in front of him did not stop, one after another ferocious demon birds were emerging, the sword light swept the world, and the cold light continued to shine.

This scene of killing demon birds by sword evolves infinite artistic conception in Lu Qingshan's consciousness.

And this feeling is being infinitely magnified, so that he can better capture it.

Lu Qingshan, who practices Taoism, has a higher ability to understand artistic conception than ordinary people.

Not to mention, these artistic conception are also displayed in the form of fencing.

This is his most gifted field.

feel just like a fish in water.

Lu Qingshan was completely immersed in his perception, unaware of the passage of time.

Until a long time later, his spirit suddenly shook and his whole body was full of momentum.

In front of his eyes, several lines of small words flashed.

”Understanding of Artistic Conception!....”

[silence penetrates sword meaning] (faint): original true meaning: silence sword meaning branch. Penetrating all things, the ultimate attack sword.

”Increased ability!...... Your spirit has been increased (divine knowledge + 50).”