Chapter 1189 Incomplete Sword Pill

Although the sword pill is in the form of a sword, its essence is qi training, a method for absorbing the qi of heaven and earth for oneself.

The ancient Qi practitioners pursued training Qi to strengthen themselves in order to achieve the illusory realm of longevity.

Although I have never heard of any Qi practitioners who have really reached the realm of immortality, they continue the belief of human beings in the pursuit of life.

Zhou Wenqi's qi is a sword, not so much as practicing swordsmanship, but turning his own beliefs into a sword.

"I'm thinking about the sword, thinking about life, and thinking about death. I just want to understand my thoughts in this life. What does the past life and the future life have to do with me?" Zhou Wen painted Jian Wan over and over again, wanting to draw it into the appearance of a sword.

At this time, what Zhou Wen described was not the shape of the sword, but his own beliefs. The sword was like his person, and the sword was like his heart.

"I would rather take what is straight than what is in the song." The sword portrayed by Zhou Wen is neutral in the middle and straight, and it is the most traditional style of the Eastern District sword. The sword is like a person.

However, the sword depicted on the wheel of fortune did not help Jianmaru to advance to the fear level.

"What's missing? What's missing?" Zhou Wen reflected on himself. He had been enlightened for a hundred years, and he spent relatively little time on qi practice and sword pills.

It's not because Zhou Wen doesn't like to use swords, but because the practice of qi is too monotonous. One practice and one comprehension has already summed up the essence of this vitality.

But when the body is trapped, Zhou Wen can only think about it but can't practice. If the practice part is lost, the most basic part is missing, and it is difficult to go further. Therefore, Zhou Wen did not spend too much time practicing Qi. above the technique.

Zhou Wen slashed with sword after sword, depicting the sword pill over and over again. Each time the sword pill he drew was a little different, but he was never able to stabilize on the wheel of fate. Obviously, he hadn't really found himself. Kenshin.

"What exactly is my sword heart? Killing? Guarding? Wanton? It doesn't seem to be." Zhou Wen found that he didn't seem to be able to understand his own heart.

After failing again and again, Zhou Wen has not failed like this for a long time. The previous several vitality arts were successfully turned into fear, which made him feel a little overwhelmed. He felt that the remaining several vitality arts were only a matter of time.

"Is it still not good?" The sword pill, which was once again depicted on the Wheel of Fortune, disappeared, making Zhou Wen slightly disappointed.

Sometimes the hardest thing to understand is not the opponent, but oneself, because one can see others, but not oneself.

Before the appearance of the mirror, no one knew what he looked like, and it could be said that he was the most familiar stranger.

"Take a mirror as a mirror, you can see its appearance, and people as a mirror, you can see my heart. I haven't met the person who can let me see myself. I'm afraid it will be difficult to condense the real sword heart..." Zhou Wen was in his heart. Turn a thousand times.

He knew his flaws, but he had no intention of giving up, and wanted to find another way.

"Since I haven't been able to understand my own heart, can I replace it with other methods?" Zhou Wen thought of the Slaughtering Immortal Sword.

When he killed Emperor Tian with one sword, he had personally experienced the terrifying sword intent of the Sword of Immortal Slaughter. No one understood the mood and belief in that sword better than him.

While Zhou Wen recalled the Slaughter Sword, he continued to describe it on the Wheel of Fortune.

Lu Bushun and others saw that Zhou Wen did not know how many swords he slashed on the Sansheng Stone, but they were not able to leave any traces on the Sansheng Stone. Instead, the sword condensed in his hand was broken again and again, and they all felt that they were afraid that it was missing. Hope too.

"Overseer, can we find a way to go directly over the Wangchuan River without going through the Naihe Bridge?" Lu Bushun said while looking at the Wangchuan River.

An Sheng shook his head and said, "It is said that the Wangchuan River is the boundary between Yin and Yang. From the Yang world to the Yin world, it is no longer a matter of distance.

There won't be so many resentful spirits trapped in the Forgotten River. "

"But this is not the way to go. Master Wen's swordsmanship is so strong that he can't leave traces on the Sansheng Stone. I'm afraid this road will not work." Lu Bushun sighed.

"Overseer, why don't I go and have a look first?" An Sheng suggested that he wanted to cross the Naihe Bridge to find the whereabouts of Ouyang Lan and others.

"Wait." An Tianzuo said, looking in the direction of Naihe Bridge.

Lu Dashun and others were a little strange, not knowing what An Tianzuo was waiting for, but what An Tianzuo said was military orders, and they didn't dare to ask more, so they could only continue to wait.

On the other side, the sword transformed by Jianwan in Zhou Wen's hand looked more and more like the Sword of Slaying Immortals.

The more Jian Wan resembled the Sword of Slaying Immortals, the more illusory it looked to outsiders, looming as if it was about to disappear.

when!

A strange sound of the sword alarmed Lu Bushun and the others who were talking. They turned their heads and saw that Zhou Wen was standing in front of the Sansheng Stone with bare hands. There was a foot-long sword mark on the indestructible Sansheng Stone.

Next, they only saw Zhou Wen's palm waving in the air, as if holding an invisible invisible sword.

As Zhou Wen waved his palm, the gravel on the Sansheng Stone splashed, and sword marks appeared one after another, and the word Zhou Wen was soon engraved.

The strokes of those two characters are like the edge of a sword, and each stroke is filled with frightening sword intent. Just looking at those two characters made Lu Bushun and the others chill, and they subconsciously retreated halfway. step.

"What a terrible sword intent!" After waking up, everyone realized that it was just the sword intent contained in the words.

The two characters Zhou Wen were forcibly engraved on the Sansheng Stone, and they did not disappear like the names of An Sheng and Ya'er. I don't know whether the engraved names are valid.

"Asheng, I'll cross the bridge with you to have a look." Zhou Wen retracted the feared Jianwan and quietly glanced at the data in the phone.

Fear: Incomplete Sword Pill (S rank).

Although there are some problems with the name, it is to be expected. After all, this is the fear-transforming sword pill he imitated from the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, not his own sword heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he really didn't have time to wait, Zhou Wen would not choose to take this path, and it would be safer to use his sword heart to promote fear.

"Overseer, why don't I and Young Master Wen go over to take a look first?" An Sheng asked An Tianzuo for instructions again.

"Does the engraved name count?" An Tianzuo asked without answering An Sheng's words, looking at the white-haired mother-in-law.

"Just leave your name." The white-haired mother-in-law said calmly.

Hearing this, An Tianzuo turned around and walked towards Sanshengshi. At the same time as he was walking towards Sanshengshi, a strange figure appeared behind him.

It was a white humanoid armor-like creature. He was suspended behind An Tianzuo with a device similar to a rocket jet thruster behind him. He held a sword in one hand and a Gatling-like weapon in the other. It looks like a modern single soldier robot.