Blade and Sword God Sovereign

"Since it is still far away, then come again." Ding Hao is not discouraged, but laughs, and his heart is full of anger.

The sword re-emerged, Ding Hao's body shape, like a dragon phoenix, a string of squeaking sounds, snow splashing, left and right arms constantly waving, continue to depict the next inexplicable imprint in the snow .

"Slightly improved, but it is still not [texture]." Jianzu evaluation, extremely harsh, no mercy.

Ding Hao smiled slightly: "then continue."

His heart is extremely calm, without the slightest anxious color, continue to portray, while trying to figure out, waving the sword, no longer like the swords and swords, but the sword and the sword are extremely slow, the sharp blade falls on that Above the snow, it seems to be on the steel, and it is full of strength.

Hey!

A series of soft sounds sounded on the snowfield.

Jianzu: "There is progress, but it is still almost."

Ding Hao: "That will continue..."

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"Almost a little..."

"then continue!"

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"Almost a little."

"carry on."

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"This time is a little bit worse."

"carry on."

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"Well, it's a bit interesting, but it's not perfect."

"carry on!"

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The same evaluation and answer are repeated on this windy and sunny snowfield.

The sword ancestor who made the evaluation seems to have become a nitpicking examiner, and Ding Hao has always performed without arrogance. Even if it is denied again and again, it is always a smile, and the sword is extremely calm and calm, as if It has been completely immersed in the magical world composed of simple strokes such as one horizontal, one cymbal, one vertical, one cymbal, one hook, one fold, one bend, one arc, and one point.

Time passes slowly.

I don't know when Ding Hao gradually entered the air and entered the state of emptiness.

He forgot the wind in his ear, forgot the snow around him, forgot where he was, forgot the sword ancestor and sword ancestor in his mind, forgot the sword in his hand, forgot the snow in his eyes, and even forgot. Own... In the whole mind, only the monotonous strokes [patterns], the world in front of me is just a blank white paper that allows you to draw your own pictures!

He wrote with emotion, remembered and forgot the passage of time.

"Hey, Jianzu, I will accept it when I see it. I don't want to be so high. How do I feel that the Dingzi now depicts the [texture], although it has not reached the perfect level, but it is definitely skilled, it can reach [grammar] The requirements of construction." The knife ancestor is so harsh on the sword ancestor Ding Hao, some dissatisfaction.

"The hair is long, the knowledge is short, what do you know about this crazy woman?" Jianzu said with great disdain: "Don't look at the [texture] is just some simple horizontal and vertical stripes, but it also contains the meaning of the road to Jane, everyone knows the inscription The way, the magical powers of thousands, the creation of a poor world, the power of the flood of years, but the knowledge, if it is the foundation, it is these simplest [textures], like bricks and bricks, the power of the elements It is the most fundamental thing. Only when the foundation is perfect can you achieve the perfection of magical power. I am demanding strictness against Xiao Dingzi today. In the future, his sword inscriptions will be great, and he will feel it in his heart."

"You..." The knife ancestor was taught by innocent people, and his heart was in a state of anger, but the sword ancestors said that it is the avenue to the truth, not only for the way of inscriptions, but also for martial arts, Dandao and refining. It is also true, so I want to refute, but I can't find a reason.

Jianzu said that the ancestors said that the dumb voice was speechless, and the heart was even more proud. "When you say it, you can't make a small move on the Dingzi. You must be strict and urged to know the strict teacher." Ah, hahahaha!"

The knife ancestor finally couldn't help but burst into tears: "Hey, born to breed, the old lady teaches the apprentice, naturally has his own way, it is not your turn to take control, let's ride the singer to watch the singer, walk around, see the time Xiao Dingzi The high knives in the knives and medicinal herbs are still strong in your swordsmanship and refining inscriptions."

"Oh, crazy woman, you are a naked provocation, well, let's go." Jianzu is confident in his own way.

What the knife ancestors still said, suddenly noticed the state of Ding Hao, and was shocked.

At this time, Jianzu also noticed Ding Hao’s abnormality and closed his mouth.

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"The desert is solitary, the long river falls into the sun!"

Ding Hao’s right hand rusted sword flashed like a red mang, and on the flat skiing ground, he vividly portrayed the ancient sayings of the past earth on the earth, and it was written entirely by Chinese characters on the previous world, writing the body, one stroke, The Founder is mellow, and in the eyes of the ancestors and the sword ancestors, there is an indescribable weather.

"There is no end to fifty strings, one string and one column of thinking Huanian!"

In Ding Hao’s right hand, he is running a dragon-shaped blood knife. The lightning is flying. On the snowy field, the famous ancient poet Li Shangyin’s famous sentence is written in a stroke. It is also written in earth Chinese characters, but it is written in wild grass. The writing is elegant like a dragon, Juan is like a wind, straight to get rid of the snow, flying from the sky.

The superposition of the souls of the two worlds makes Ding Hao fully capable of using one heart and two hands, the left hand knife and the right hand sword, and at the same time engraved two famous sentences of the past earth that have been passed down through the ages.

This is not something that Ding Hao deliberately wrote, but it is extremely accidental.

Continuously on this vast expanse of snowfields, the most simple [texture] structure is depicted by swords. This is a very boring thing. For a whole day, I’m constantly distracting and using swords, Ding Hao The place that has been crossed is already two or three kilometers apart. He is completely immersed in this repeated and repeated process. With the deepening of his understanding of [texture], his heart is more and more quiet.

After thoroughly reaching the state of "going to forget the self", in a moment of blessing to the soul, Ding Hao unwittingly wrote these four ancient poems in the form of earth Chinese characters.

It is necessary to know the endless mainland script, although it is also highly developed, but it is completely different from the Chinese characters on the earth.

These four ancient poems are written. For Ding Hao, maybe it’s just a moment of inspiration, but I don’t realize anything, but for the ancestors and the sword ancestors, it’s like thundering, as if I saw something incredible. The same thing.

The next moment, incredible things happened -

Booming and banging! ! ! !

Ding Hao carved the last word of a moment, suddenly twenty-four bursts of sound, twenty-four Chinese characters carved in the snow, bursting open without warning, bursting a piece of snow, a glimpse of a glimpse The energy fluctuations of the Wushu Wushu’s full-strike blows spread across the twenty-four snow pits.

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