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Chapter 1190 The incomplete sword pill

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    Although Jianwan is in the form of a sword, its essence is Qi training, a method of absorbing the Qi of heaven and earth for one's own use.

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

    Although I have never heard of any Qi practitioner actually reaching the realm of immortality, they continue the human belief in the pursuit of life.

    Zhou Wenhua's Qi as a sword is not so much practicing swordsmanship as it is turning one's own beliefs into a sword.

    "I read the sword, one for life, one for death. I just want my thoughts to be clear in this life. What does the past and next lives have to do with me?" Zhou Wen drew the sword pill over and over again, trying to make it look like a sword.

    At this time, what Zhou Wen portrayed was no longer the shape of the sword, but his own beliefs. The sword was like the person, and the sword was like the heart. The stronger the heart, the stronger the edge of the sword.

    "It is better to take what is straight than to seek what is curved." The sword depicted by Zhou Wen is upright and peaceful, with a straight blade. It is the most traditional Eastern sword style. The sword is like the man, and this sword is a reflection of Zhou Wen himself.

    But the sword carved on the Wheel of Fortune was not able to help Kenmaru advance to the fear level.

    "What's missing? What's missing?" Zhou Wen reflected on himself. After a hundred years of enlightenment, he spent relatively little time on practicing Qi techniques and sword pills.

    It¡¯s not because Zhou Wen doesn¡¯t like using swords, but because Qi training is too monotonous. One word practiced and one word learned already summed up the essence of this vitality art.

    But when his body was trapped, Zhou Wen could only think about it but couldn't practice. If he lost the practice aspect, he would be missing the most basic link and it would be difficult to go further. Therefore, Zhou Wen did not spend too much time on practicing Qi.  On top of technique.

    Zhou Wen slashed down with his sword one after another, and drew the sword pills over and over again. Each time the sword pills he drew were slightly different, but none of them could be firmly fixed on the wheel of fate. Obviously, he had not really found himself yet.  Kenshin.

    "What is the heart of my sword? Killing? Guarding? Acting recklessly? It seems like none of them." Zhou Wen found that he didn't seem to be able to understand his own heart.

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

    "Isn't it still possible?" The sword pill depicted on the Wheel of Fortune disappeared again, making Zhou Wen slightly disappointed.

    Sometimes the hardest thing to understand is not the opponent, but oneself, because people can see others, but they cannot see themselves.

    Before the emergence of mirrors, no one knew what they looked like. It could be said that they themselves were the most familiar strangers.

    "Using a mirror as a mirror, you can see your appearance; using a person as a mirror, you can see your own heart. I haven't met the person who can let me see myself. I'm afraid it will be difficult to condense the true sword heart" Zhou Wen's heart was full of emotions.  Turn a thousand times.

    He knew his shortcomings, 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 use other methods to replace it?" Zhou Wen thought of the Immortal Killing Sword.

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

    Zhou Wen continued to draw on the Wheel of Fortune while recalling the Immortal Killing Sword.

    Lu Bushun and others saw that Zhou Wen had cut countless swords on the Sansheng Stone, but none of them could leave any traces on the Sansheng Stone. Instead, the sword condensed in his hand was broken again and again, and they all felt that there was no trace of it.  Hope.

    "Overseer, can we find a way to cross the Wangchuan River directly without passing the Naihe Bridge?" Lu Bushun said, looking at the Wangchuan River.

    An Sheng shook his head and said: "According to legend, the Wangchuan River is the boundary between the Yin and Yang worlds. From the Yang world to the Yin world, it is no longer a matter of distance. If you can cross it without taking the Naihe Bridge, there won't be so many resentful spirits trapped in it.  Forgotten in the river."

    "But there's no way to go on like this. Master Wen's swordsmanship is so strong that he can't leave traces on the Sansheng Stone. I'm afraid this road will be dead." Lu Bushun sighed.

    "Overseer, why don't I go over and take a look first?" An Sheng suggested, wanting to cross the Naihe Bridge by himself to find the whereabouts of Ouyang Lan and others.

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

    Lu Dashun and others were a little strange. They didn't know what An Tianzuo was waiting for, but what An Tianzuo said was the military order. They didn't dare to ask more questions and could only continue to wait.

    On the other side, Zhou Wen held a sword in his hand.The sword he transformed into became more and more like a sword to kill immortals.

    The more Jianwan resembles the Immortal Killing Sword, the more illusory it looks to outsiders, as if it is about to disappear.

    when!

    A strange sound of swords alerted Lu Bushun and the others who were talking. Everyone turned around and saw Zhou Wen standing in front of the Sansheng Stone with his 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, gravel splashed on the Sansheng Stone, and sword marks appeared one after another, and soon the word "Zhou Wen" was carved out.

    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 shiver down their spines, and they subconsciously stepped back half way.  step.

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

    The word "Zhou Wen" was forcibly carved on the Sansheng Stone, but it did not disappear like the names of An Sheng and Ya'er. It is not known whether the names carved in this way are valid.

    "A Sheng, I'll cross the bridge with you and take a look." Zhou Wen withdrew the frightened Jianwan and quietly took a look at the information on his phone.

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    Although there are some problems with the name, it is to be expected. After all, this is a fear-transforming sword pill that he imitated from the Immortal Killing Sword, rather than his own sword heart.

    If it weren¡¯t for the fact that he really didn¡¯t have time to wait, Zhou Wen wouldn¡¯t have chosen to take this path. It would be safer to use his sword heart to advance to fear.

    "Overseer, how about Master Wen and I go over first and take a look?" An Sheng asked An Tianzuo for instructions again.

    "Does the name engraved like this count?" An Tianzuo did not answer An Sheng's words, but looked at the white-haired mother-in-law and asked.

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

    After hearing this, An Tianzuo turned around and walked towards the Sansheng Stone. As he walked towards the Sansheng Stone, a strange figure appeared behind him.

    It was a white humanoid armor-like creature. He was suspended behind An Tianzuo. He had a device similar to a rocket thruster behind his back. He held a sword in one hand and a Gatling-like weapon in the other. Look.  It looks like a modern individual robot.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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