Eternal Tranquility

It was probably that Liu Qinghuan was unable to be cut, when the long sword let out a sharp roar and flew high into the sky, with a sudden burst of blue-purple light!

The dazzling light made it almost impossible to see. Liu Qinghuan's heart rang with alarms. His eyes suddenly lost focus, and his pupils were as dark as if they were immersed in black ink.

Through the method of breaking the illusion, he finally saw clearly that in the blue-purple light that blinded people, the slender and elegant sword had become thick and heavy, and it was slashing with the force of breaking mountains and rocks.

Liu Qinghuan was really surprised and happy. He actually felt as if he didn't dare to break the connection. He dodged the attack at the critical moment, raised his hand to summon the small tower, and threw it like a stone.

With a bang, the small tower hit the sword from the side, and the fight between one person and one sword became even more fierce.

Although it is very common for a general spiritual sword to change from large to small, but that is just a change, not the form of the sword itself. And this sword seemed to have no specific form. Not only did it have the three changes mentioned by Lu Enming before, it even turned into a soft sword. The soft sword body was like a snake wrapped around it, which caught Liu Qinghuan off guard and was severely cut. one time.

He grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly, shook it violently, and tried to wrap it around his arm and throw the sword away. He was like holding a snake that kept twisting, his hands shaking wildly until the sword in his hand stopped struggling.

Liu Qinghuan did not dare to be careless. He shook a few more times and found that the sword had returned to its stiffness and was really no longer struggling. Then he took a breath.

He then looked down at his waist, where a long slit had been cut in his robe, revealing the brown soft armor underneath.

If it weren't for the soft armor that came from the treasure-washing pool, the cut would have been extremely deep and he would have been seriously injured.

This sword was too difficult to deal with. If he hadn't grabbed the hilt, he wouldn't have been able to fight it for long.

After all, no one is controlling him. No matter how strong his spirituality is, he can only do some simple chopping and slashing moves, all relying on the power of the sword itself.

Even so, it's amazing. After all, being able to fight a monk for so long already shows how extraordinary this sword is.

Liu Qinghuan found a place to sit down, then raised the sword he was carrying and looked at it carefully.

The blue-purple sword light shrouded the entire sword body like a layer of gauze, ethereal and agile, and the mind was moved by it as long as you stared at it. But after a moment, a sense of emptiness and tranquility suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart, stroking away some of the messy emotions he usually had.

Liu Qinghuan was extremely surprised that this sword could actually fix one's nature. His eyes fell on the simple black bamboo-like hilt, and he saw two extremely simple words on it: Jingwei.

"Jingwei..." He muttered softly, then heard a soft cry from the sword in his hand.

Taoism is understood only for tranquility, while poetry creation is mysterious and subtle but does not take advantage of the new. Introspection is in the heart, not stagnant in form, and manifests emptiness and clarity in every step.

There is no doubt that this is a powerful and mysterious sword. Liu Qinghuan was very satisfied. He gently stroked the sword body with his fingers and heard the Jingwei sword making a low, clear and sweet sound.

The ceremony of recognizing the master was quickly completed. He couldn't wait to stand up, threw it into the air, and made a magic word spell with his hand.

A faint blue-purple sword light flashed in the air, and reappeared far away in an instant. The sword body had become only three inches long. It caused large ripples as if it was tearing the void, and it made a sound like cracking brocade. Sound softly. The sword stretched out again, followed by a huge splitting spell, slashing down like a rainbow, cutting a deep ravine on the ground.

Liu Qinghuan controlled Jingwei Sword and used the three characters of the Eight-Character Sword Art in turn, and then combined them at will, with great interest.

Jingwei Sword also lived up to his expectations, as smoothly as his arms and fingers, making the sword techniques in his hand smoother and faster.

He also incorporated several changes in Jingwei's sword techniques. For example, it is suitable to use the Huan Zi Jue and the Po Zi Jue for short periods of time, which are faster and more sharp. When the sword is thick, it is suitable to use the Dividing Zi Jue, which is used when the sword is thick. Together, the power becomes more powerful.

Unknowingly, time slipped quietly while practicing sword practice, and his heart became more and more quiet, with only the shadow of the sword remaining in his eyes.

After another opening and closing of the Separation Technique, Liu Qinghuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart, and the sword secret in his hand suddenly changed. Jingwei, who was about to escape into the void again, suddenly turned around, and the sword body became flat. Straight away, all the outward momentum has been restrained, and even the blue-purple sword light has been withdrawn from the sword body.

All the gorgeous sword styles disappeared, and the whole sword returned to calmness, as if it had returned to its original nature.

He lowered his eyes and made a flat slash with Jingwei's sword. Below him was the broken sword that he had held and looked at before and felt particularly pity for.

After a bright white sword light, a very thin line appeared on the translucent remaining sword, and then with a soft sound, the sword broke into two parts with that line as the dividing line.

It was this soft sound that made Liu Qinghuan wake up from his slight daze.

He was shocked that he had two epiphanies in a row in this Remnant Sword Domain!

Previously, due to the pressure of Lu Enming's sword, he suddenly realized the Sword of Life and Death, and now he suddenly mastered the Hui Zi Jue that he still couldn't use after practicing for a long time!

Due to the characteristics of the Eight-Character Sword Art, the difficulty increases exponentially with each additional word. He had already practiced the Huan, Po, and Fen techniques many years ago, but he had been stuck on the Hui Zi Jue because the Hui Zi Jue required the sword to return to its original form.

Reaching out to call back Jingwei who was stopped in mid-air, Liu Qinghuan felt the tranquility coming from the sword: Maybe, he would suddenly become skilled, and it was because of the sword?

Raising her hand, Jingwei's sword flew out again, and the Hui Zi Jue was used again.

This time it was another black-iron-like broken sword on the ground. This sword was also stained with rust. It was stuck sideways on the ground and still had a lot of spirituality left. When Jingwei sword slashed past it, it suddenly released a fierce aura.

However, Jingwei's sword moved very quickly. Before the remaining sword could move away, another smooth sword stroke passed by!

"Snapped!"

The thick sword body broke with a sound, just like the crystal clear sword before.

Liu Qinghuan showed a smile. Compared with the other three Zi Jue, the Hui Zi Jue seemed ordinary, but in fact, its power was even more astonishing. It could even cut through other broken swords that were comparable to magic weapons with one blow!

The Eight-Character Sword Technique is indeed magical, and the swordsman who created this sword technique is simply a genius.

Now that he has mastered the four-character formula in his hand, he doesn't know where to find the other four. Maybe he can look for relevant records in the future.

The "Shan Hai Yi Zhi Lu", which is dedicated to recording legends and anecdotes, has only a few lines of records about this sword technique, and it is said that it was left by an unknown sword immortal. If he could find the name of the sword cultivator known as the Sword Immortal, it would be of great help to him in his search for the sword technique.

He smiled softly, put all these things aside, touched the sword body with his fingers, and put it into his dantian after the Jingwei sword made a clear sound.

Next to the two golden elixirs in the dantian, the green lotus transformed from the green lotus karma fire floats quietly. Next to it is the Songxi Cave Sky Map, and now there is a Jingwei Sword that exudes a faint light.

The prototype of Jingwei Sword is the level 95 orange weapon of Pure Yang Palace in Sword Three: Yuan Wei Zhixuan.