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Volume One Seventy-Four Useless

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    seventy four useless

    Finally, when the laughter stopped, Lu Miaozi turned around and looked at Shang Xiuxun, whose eyes were full of business light. When he smiled casually, he gently stretched out his hand.

    Looking at Lu Miaozi who stretched out his hands to him, Shang Xiuxun's tears finally fell.  Tears blurred everything, as if the whole world had turned into a blur.  Feeling the expectation and encouragement in Lu Miaozi's eyes as she looked at her, the tall and beautiful host finally hesitantly took a step forward, then turned determined and came to Lu Miaozi's body, leaning into the old man's arms.

    Looking at the two people showing their true feelings, Jian Jun smiled silently, without disturbing the two of them, and quietly returned to his comfort zone.

    After practicing Tai Chi Xuan all the way today, although he didn¡¯t understand it as much as Lu Miaozi, he still took advantage of being able to experience it from the first angle. He also had some experience, which also needs to be sorted out.  Moreover, the young man himself had a lot of doubts about the appearance of Kunlun.

    Although Kunlun also uses an ordinary rosewood Tai Chi sword in the Pili drama and can barely be considered a swordsman, this old man is still relatively strong in boxing skills after all.  However, the thunderbolt characters he summoned before were all pure swordsmen who mainly used swords, which was a bit unpredictable.

    But what surprised Sword Master the most was Kunlun¡¯s strength.  In the world of Thunderbolt, Kunlun's level of strength is undoubtedly a level higher than that of the previous Aoxiao Hongchen, Wen Tianshu and Black and White Master. They belong to the peak innate level. Although the first four are also top-notch masters in the Thunderbolt world,  Both of them have been dominant for a period of time, but they are not at the top in terms of character positioning, and cannot be compared with Kunlun's status.  After all, Lian Emei, a generation of Yunren who is as famous as Kunlun, is a god who has been flying in the mountains for hundreds of years. You can imagine the power of the person named Kunlun!

    Logically speaking, with Sword Lord¡¯s current cultivation and realm, it is impossible to summon a master figure like Kunlun.

    After thinking for a long time with his brows furrowed, Jianjun finally gave up.  The art of summoning the thunderbolt came from an unknown source. Although it was understood that the root cause was the cultivator's heart sword energy, the specific details were still an unsolved mystery to the young man.  Since you can¡¯t figure it out, then just don¡¯t think about it, as long as you are strong enough!

    When the sky was getting dark, Lu Miaozi finally walked into her comfort zone with high spirits.  Looking at Lu Miaozi whose face was full of heaviness and worry, Jian Jun was also sincerely happy.  This is one of the people I know most in this world.

    "Where's the owner?" Half lying on the couch and lazily leaning against the wall, the young man concentrated on wiping the Aoxiao Hongchen Sword and asked without raising his head.

    "Xiu Xun has gone back to the ranch." At this time, Lu Miaozi's voice was filled with an indescribable sense of ease and ease.

    "I thought you two were going to talk all night long." Finally seeing that the Red Dust Sword was wiped spotless, he put down the silk in his hand, holding the sword horizontally with his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand gently caressed the blade in front of him like autumn water, the young man said in his tone  With a bit of frivolity.

    "Now that I have realized something, the injury is no longer a problem. Of course, the days are long, so how can I care about this short night?" Seeing that the young man's eyes were only looking at the sword in his hand, without even glancing at himself, Lu Miaozi didn't care either.  , I poured a cup of Liuguo liquid by myself, feeling comfortable and authentic.

    "That's true." The six-foot sword slowly returned to its sheath. The sword master opened the sword box next to him and picked up the Heretic Sword. "How long do you estimate it will take?"

    "What I have learned this time is very important to me. If it is just to absorb the devil's true energy in the body to treat injuries, three months is enough. But if you really want to understand all the insights and practice Tai Chi Xuan to perfection, it will take at least three years.  !" Speaking of Tai Chi Xuan, Lu Miaozi couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

    "You want to practice Tai Chi Xuan?" With a slight shake of his wrist, the Heretic Sword made a clear and sweet sword sound, but the sword master laughed dumbly, "Then you don't want to become a member of my historical Tai Chi flow? You  But if you think about it clearly, Tai Chi Xuan cannot be taught outside the world except Tai Chi Heart Flow!"

    "Hmph! Not rumored? Then what do you call this today?" After listening to Jianjun's words, Lu Miaozi snorted coldly, "You little bastard is becoming more and more dishonest, and now you even want to lie to me?"

    "Ha, old man! I'm here to save you today!" Lu Miaozi's words obviously made the sword master very unhappy. The young man screamed strangely and struck several times with the long sword in his hand, "Don't be ignorant of good people's hearts.  ah!"

    "Hey! Even if you are a good person, you are still a good person who doesn't tell the truth!" Lu Miaozi was very disdainful of Jianjun's dissatisfaction and curled her lips, "Thanks to your history editor for having such a mysterious and sacred reputation.  My old man worked hard and joined the history editor?!"

    "Hey! Don't talk nonsense, old man!" When Lu Miaozi began to question the existence of the history series, Jian Jun was in a cold sweat.  After all, what the old man said was right.Over the years, the history editor has gained a reputation that is both extremely fearful to all forces and extremely mysterious, all thanks to the advice of Lu Miaozi, the most comprehensive genius in the world.  Therefore, Lu Miaozi couldn't know the truth about historical compilation!

    However, Sword Lord was very dissatisfied with Lu Miaozi's attitude.  Because he always believes in one thing, that is, if you want to fool others without fail, you must first fool yourself.  Only if you believe it, others will believe it.  So he was very dissatisfied with Lu Miaozi's remarks today, "You have to understand one thing. What I want you to help with is to help promote the history series. This does not mean that the history series does not exist, it only means that the previous history series was too  It¡¯s just too mysterious!¡±

    "Hmph! Since it's mysterious, let's keep it mysterious! Why do we need to publicize it again?" Regarding Jianjun's tough-talking attitude, Lu Miaozi simply closed her eyes and enjoyed the wine happily.

    "You old man really doesn't have the consciousness to ask for life for the people!" He rarely looked away from the long sword and looked up at Lu Miaozi, who was shaking his head and savoring the wine. The sword master's tone sounded like he hated iron for not becoming steel, "  In this world, villains are in power, and there are even a group of monsters and nuns who try to manipulate destiny. Of course, my history editor must work hard at all costs! Do you understand this is called advancing with the times? "

    "Advancing with the times? The words are good, but this person tsk tsk!" Knowing that Jianjun was making nonsense, Lu Miaozi also had a childlike innocence.

    "Hey, old man, what do you mean?" Lu Miaozi's words made the sword master feel very hurt. He put the heretic sword that had been wiped clean in his hand back into the sword case. The young man jumped up with anger on his face, "Be careful, I will teach you a lesson."  !¡±

    "Ha, I'm afraid of you?!" Lu Miaozi put down the wine glass gently and hummed.

    "Okay, okay! Old man, come out!" Jian Jun yelled, holding his neck.

    "Humph!" Ignoring the cockfighting boy, Lu Miaozi stood up, squinted her eyes, and walked into the inner room with a look of endless aftertaste on her face.

    Early the next morning, when Sword Lord came to the top of the mountain to practice his Qi, Lu Miaozi was already there looking at the dawn on the horizon.

    "Hey, good morning, old man." Jian Jun was not surprised when he saw Lu Miaozi, so he naturally said hello.

    "I stayed up all night last night, comprehending the mysteries of Tai Chi, and finally gained something. Boy, how about you play with me for a few times?" Hearing the voice of the sword master, Lu Miaozi turned around. Although he hadn't slept all night, his face was still beautiful.  However, Lu Miaozi did not show any signs of fatigue. Instead, her face was red and excited, obviously she had gained a lot overnight.

    "Ha, I got what I asked for!" Hearing Lu Miaozi's words, Jian Jun was equally excited.  Kunlun is a top figure in Thunderbolt with extraordinary magical skills. Ever since he was summoned yesterday, Sword Lord has been itching to find a chance to feel the power of Tai Chi Xuan Magic!  Now that there is a master-level master like Lu Miaozi, how can the sword master refuse?

    The two of them stood facing each other. The sword master took a deep breath, lowered his elbows and shoulders, raised his hands lightly, and brought two mist streams around. He chanted in a sweet voice: "The sea is open to hundreds of rivers, and it is big if it has tolerance; if you stand thousands of feet on a wall, you will be strong if you have no desires."  !" As soon as he finished speaking, the mist dispersed, and the young man disappeared, but what appeared was Kunlun, the master of the immortal style!

    Seeing the boy turn into an old man, Lu Miaozi knew that the other party was ready.  No movement was seen on his part, and the invisible aura suddenly spread out. In Sword Lord's sense of Qi, he found that Lu Miaozi seemed to be ethereal and uncertain as if she had melted into the morning mist.

    "Look at my palm!" Lu Miaozi chuckled. As his sleeves fluttered, a palm pressed in front of his face. It seemed as if it couldn't bring any air flow, but it came in the next moment as if it was traveling through space.  Arriving three feet in front of Sword Lord!

    Feeling that the opponent's palm seemed to suddenly dissipate in the air and then suddenly regroup three feet in front of him, the sword master did not dare to neglect at all. He stood forward with one palm, met Lu Miaozi's palm, and felt the continuous flow in the opponent's palm.  It is used for internal strength, but the body shape is like a lotus leaf swaying with the strength in the wind.

    ¡°Transfer Qi¡­poof!¡±

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Just when the energy is approaching, the sword master is about to lift up the inner energy to absorb the opponent's energy, but the energy that he didn't want to lift turned out to be as surging as a raging wave, completely out of his control!

    The violent impact immediately pulsed the Sword Master's meridians with holes in them. The violent collision left the young man with no time to react before his internal organs were severely injured. A blood arrow spurted out, and the name Kunlun disappeared. However, the Sword Master's body was thrown by Lu Taeko with a soft force.  It jumped ten feet and fell to the ground!

    "Smelly boy!" He felt an extremely strong energy in the sword master's body flashing away, and then saw the young man vomiting blood and throwing it away. Lu Miaozi was shocked and turned pale. He stepped forward and sent out a blast of true energy to visit, but  Realizing that the young man's internal organs were injured, he no longer hesitated, picked up the sword master and flew towards his comfort zone.

    Lying in the arms of Lu Miaozi, feelingLooking at his own injuries, the sword master had no choice but to smile. Yesterday, he was still snickering at the fact that he could summon a god like Kunlun. Today, he realized that Kunlun was completely a non-starter for him.  Used decorations!
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