Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 46: ‘1’ knife
Shen Lian thought in his heart that the other party seemed to recognize the two sword intents of the ancestor of the Yuan Qing Dynasty and Ye Liuyun. Is Yuantu and Abi the true origin of the two sword intents? He remembered the Shura blood sea that he saw when the sword intent of the ancestor of the Yuan Qing Dynasty descended on him. Maybe he had to find time to enter the Shura blood sea again and see the so-called Shura clan .
“Do you really want to leave now.” Shen Lian didn’t answer yes or no, only one sentence broke Ming Luo’s thoughts at this time.
Mila squeezed the magic knife. The magic knife was as black as ink, but his hands were very white.
He said lightly: “So what?”
With the knife and the man, there are endless possibilities. Even though Shen Lian is powerful and powerful, he does not want to fight, and if he can go out of the spiritual world that reverses the truth and falsehood today, he can truly manipulate the demon nature, get rid of the shackles of the magic knife, and turn the demon nature into Divinity, returning from demons, touches the realm of heaven and man.
The magical nature of the magic knife in Mingluo’s hand is also stimulated, such as a river rushing, unstoppable, and at the same time it produces a slight tremor, which drives Mingluo to combine the two into one. Man is a knife, a knife There is no difference anymore.
As if the magic knife also felt the danger of life and death, the magic nature began to urge it with all its strength, and the evil aura stained the entire space with a light black color.
Mila stepped forward, his figure standing tall as a mountain.
“I killed when I was three years old, learned swords at the age of seven, and succeeded in three years. Among the emperors, there is no resistance to anyone under twenty. After ten, I changed to practice swordsmanship. At twenty, I was alone. One person arrived in the sea of blood, and a piece of solitary sail went into the depths of the sea of blood. The masters of the Shura clan fought a total of 723 games, 37 times when they came to life from desperation, and then moved to the world. Decided, I can see it in one step today, and I know that all the successes and failures in the past are insignificant. Even if I can kill millions of lives, I can’t stop you from making my heart proud.”
Shen Lian did not interrupt him, and waited for him to finish this paragraph. It was not because he entrusted him to be big, but because he was absolutely confident in himself and accurately grasped every change in the spirit of Mingluo from beginning to end. .
Mila people’s swords are unified, and their aura is released, but their own spirit is becoming more and more restrained, and the deepest combination with the magical nature of the sword produces a force between the virtual and the real.
The reason why it is imaginary is that although this space is the same as the outside world, it is in the final analysis a heavenly magical domain constructed with spiritual power.
The heart has infinite possibilities. Medela is not only bound here, but also able to break the shackles of the real world, and go one step further, touching ~ to a level he has never touched.
And this surging illusory power can also affect reality.
However, Shen Lian’s understanding of the Heart Sutra of the Big Dream and the Sky Magic can only be surpassed by the old Taoist priests and Yan Xu at the time. This is a dream, and Daqian may also be a dream. He drifts between illusion and reality. , Comfortable.
Mila deeply realizes the unpredictability of Shen Lian, his aura continues to rise, but it is difficult to vent.
This kind of depression was something he had never encountered in his life. He didn’t believe that he couldn’t even make a knife, so he waved the magic knife in his hand with difficulty.
The sword glow skyrocketed, reaching a thousand feet, like a roll of Tianhe.
However, Shen Lian’s whole body’s void mist became more dense, giving birth to a **** color. The sword intent of Yuantu and Abi was entangled in Shen Lian’s heart like Tai Chi that divides Yin and Yang.
Tranquilly Shen Lian, the **** mists around him suddenly gathered, forming a red and black Tai Chi, blocking Shen Lian’s body.
Swordsmanship pouring down, like a boundless falling wood, endless summer channels, rushing down, and finally hitting the red and black Tai Chi.
The red and black yin and yang fish entangle and move around each other.
It’s like a huge grinding disc, wiping out the blade.
Shen Lian on the stone bridge moved swiftly, his right hand transformed into a sword finger, peeking into the void beside him.
When Ming Luoden felt he was stripped from the combination with the magic knife, the blade light in the distance was completely eliminated by the Tai Chi grinding disc, and there was a trembling, and Shen Lian had a black ink knife in his hand, which could not help shaking. Ming, the devilish nature of the past has reduced its arrogance at this time.
Shen Lian smiled slightly: “You don’t understand demons. Even if you have a magic knife in your hand, you can’t understand the true ‘god’ of demons.”
The “God” in this demons refers to the “God” and the clear “God”.
At this point, it can be called from the magical way to the heavenly way, so that it is truly ever-changing, unfettered, and every battle is full of infinite possibilities.
Mila did not refute: “You will understand.”
Because next time he saw something unforgettable in his life, the other party’s quiet and pleasant aura suddenly changed, becoming unscrupulous and ignoring everything.
If King Xia is in the sky and the earth, and I dominate, then the person opposite now is no one else, despising everything, there is nothing in the sky and the earth, and nothing can enter his eyes.
Except for himself, nothing else is worth mentioning.
Mila has never had any fear, but now he is afraid.
Because this person not only has great power, but also ignores everything and is unscrupulous. You never know what he is going to do, or that everything is a game in his eyes.
This is the demon, the unbridled demon.
Shen Lian is still the one Shen Lian, but now he understands his original state of mind and explores the way of the supreme demon.
The magic knife in his hand can be used as the best carrier for the demon nature that he has spawned by simulating the virtuality, so that he will not be disturbed by the demon nature.
It is also a knife. Shen Lian’s knife has lost any changes, but it is not a straight cut. To be precise, it is a ‘one’ knife.
Tao begets one, one life two, two begets three, three begets everything.
This ‘one’ is the Tao, the real magical path, from which countless magic can be evolved, but the source of traceability is in this ‘one’.
Shen Lian suddenly realized that he could create a mastery of swordsmanship, combining the killing and fierceness of Abi and Yuantu in this’one’ knife~IndoMTL.com~ This is really possible Tu Xian Mie Shen’s knife, and he also has the background of transferring flowers to jade.
With one cut, everything becomes ashes.
Everything is gone, and the ‘one’ knife falls completely on Medela.
It just fell to the outside world, nothing has changed. Mingluo is watching the banyan tree on the opposite bank, the water is rustling, and the ancestral hall is not far away, like a beast.
But after a long time, Mingluo remained motionless.
At this time, Shen Lian had already left the ancestral hall and walked to the bustling street.
He swiped the knife, and there were all kinds of flavors remaining in his heart. He finally realized one thing. It turned out that Yanxu was not completely extinct. The mystery of Heaven’s magic was beyond life and death. Yanxu was in another form. Influence him.
He laughed and whispered to himself: “If you die, you are dead. Why bother me.”
(To be continued.)