First Son-in-law

It's over.

The master's handbook was lost and recovered.

Chen Jinyi was detained for interrogation.

Qin Li did not leave, but stood there and waited patiently.

After Han Wenwen took care of everything, he couldn't help asking: "Junior Brother Qin, why don't you go to the Great Library to pick out the Ninth Grade Immortal Art, what are you doing here all this time?"

Qin Li arched his hands and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Han, there are many ninth-grade immortal arts in the library, I don't know which one to choose, so I would like to ask you for advice."

"You are really a ghost spirit." Han asked with a slight smile, his face no longer as cold as before: "Tell me, what type of fairy art do you need?"

"The strongest!" Qin Li said bluntly.

"Oh?" Han asked, his eyes lit up, and he smiled helplessly: "Junior Brother Qin, your ambition is not small!"

"Forget it! Come with me, let's go to the sword department!"

Han Wendao flew into the air, and Qin Li also drove the Dunguang and followed.

on the way.

Qin Li asked: "Brother Han, why don't we go to the Great Library."

Han Wenwen explained: "The strongest fairy art recognized in the academy, "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords Jue", is no longer in the big library, but in the sword department."

Qin Li became interested. Among the 21 departments of Xixuan Academy, the sword department has the highest combat power, and all the sword repairmen in it are fierce fighters.

soon!

The two came to the sword department.

There are no palaces and pagodas around here, just some thatched cottages built on the hills, which are quite simple.

Below is an open square, where hundreds of sword disciples practice swords.

Among them are many sword cultivators, who are fighting with Wufeng iron swords, sparks flying around as you come and go.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Qin Li asked curiously, vaguely feeling that he had never seen these moves before.

Han asked and explained: "This is Yi swordsmanship, which is the main research direction of the sword department. It is not fairy art, but the superposition of various sword moves. When you meet sword repairers in the future, you must not be approached by them, otherwise will be desperate."

Qin Li suddenly realized, no wonder he felt familiar, it turned out that the old man backing had used the same trick, and it was indeed extremely fierce, once he got close to him, it would be extremely troublesome.

At this moment.

A fairy king flew from afar.

He is eight feet tall, wears armor, and carries a huge sword on his back, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Greetings to Uncle Epee Master." Han Wendao arched his hands and cut straight to the point: "I want to take Qin Li to comprehend "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords Jue"!"

The Immortal King of the Epee Sword looked at Qin Li carefully, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Is this the kid who broke the book theft case? It's true that the waves behind the waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and one generation is stronger than the other."

"Uncle Master is too famous." Qin Li said modestly.

"Come with me!"

The Immortal King of the Epee Sword didn't hesitate, and led the way ahead.

Qin Li and Han Wendao followed behind.

After seven turns and eight turns.

The three came to a mountain peak.

This mountain peak soars into the sky, overlooking the mountains, like a sword soaring into the sky.

What's interesting is that half of the mountain peak has been cut off, forming a smooth mirror-like cut surface, densely covered with sword marks of different sizes.

Han asked, "This is Jianya!"

The Immortal King of Heavy Sword said with a smile: "The sword mark is "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords Jue"!"

Qin Li was greatly surprised. He looked at the sword marks carefully, and could feel a fierce sword intent. Even after a long period of wind and rain, it was still murderous. Ordinary people would feel pain in their eyes if they stared at it for a while. Looking at the cliff, it is likely to be blind.

"Who left this sword mark?" Qin Li asked.

Han Wenwen replied, "This is left by the late Uncle Wan Jian."

As soon as the name was mentioned, Immortal King of Heavy Sword's eyes darkened, and he sighed: "Immortal King of Wanjian is my master, and also the most outstanding swordsman in the history of the Academy."

"He learned the strengths of hundreds of schools, combined more than 1,200 kinds of swordsmanship, and created the "One Thought Ten Thousand Sword Art", which has swept the world since then and gained a great reputation. It's a pity that he failed to attack the Immortal King, and he had no choice but to die. Only this sword wall is left!"

Qin Li clicked his tongue secretly, fusing more than a thousand sword techniques, how cruel it is.

No wonder "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords Jue" is known as the strongest.

"Junior Brother Qin, go and enlighten yourself!"

Han Wenwen pointed to the small pavilion not far away: "The sword intent contained in the sword marks hurts people's spirits. Only by sitting in the Enlightenment Pavilion can we not be affected."

Qin Li glanced sideways and couldn't help being startled.

The pavilion is not big, only a few people can sit, but the material used is the sixth-grade soul-cultivating wood, which is really extravagant, no wonder it can ignore the damage of sword intent.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Han, for your guidance!"

Qin Li thanked him and flew straight into Wujian Pavilion.

The Immortal King of Heavy Sword narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Do you think this kid can comprehend sword tactics?"

Han Wenwen said indifferently: "Junior brother Qin is extremely talented. He should be able to cultivate to the eighth rank of Immortal Venerable before he is a hundred years old and realize the sword art suddenly. There should be no problem."

The Immortal King of Epee Sword shook his head: "I think it's more difficult. It took me twenty years to comprehend the sword art, and Qin Li is not a sword cultivator. .”

"Look at his good luck! If it doesn't work, I'll take him to the Great Library and choose another Ninth-Rank Immortal Art." Han Wendao finished, turned and left.

The Immortal King of Epee Sword glanced at Qin Li, and then left.

Under the sword cliff.

Only Qin Li was left.

"How to comprehend this sword wall?"

Qin Li looked at the dense and messy sword marks in front of him, and felt his scalp numb.

The sun rises in the east and the moon rises in the west.

And this sitting is three days.

He kept staring at the sword wall, and finally saw some ways.

These complex sword marks are divided into categories, which can be classified into more than 1,200 types, and through the location of the sword marks, he can deduce the trajectory of the sword technique backwards.

If you continue to comprehend, you can feel that more than a thousand sword techniques are strangling each other, devouring and merging.

It's like raising Gu, and the Gu king who survived in the end is the "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords Jue" that combines the best of all schools of thought.

Therefore, the further down the deduction, the more obscure and difficult to understand the sword moves.

This morning.

A girl came to the quiet Jianya. When she approached and saw Qin Li, she immediately frowned.

"Who are you and why are you here? Idlers are not allowed to get close to Jianya." The girl was quite savage, and she wanted to chase people away as soon as she opened her mouth.

Qin Li glanced sideways. She was a beautiful young girl, wearing a light yellow dress and carrying a thin sword. She was very beautiful and cute, but she had a bad temper.

"I'm Qin Li from the Dan Department. The epee master asked me to study here."

The girl was taken aback, then snorted: "Nonsense, how could my father allow people from Danbu to come to Jianya to learn enlightenment, get out of here, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Believe it or not!" Qin Li shook his head, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

heard!

The girl got angry, looked at Qin Li contemptuously and scolded: "Don't leave, right? Let Miss Ben teach you a lesson!"

After all, the girl drew out her rapier and slashed out more than a dozen swords in a row, like a goddess scattering flowers, trying to split Qin Li's clothes instantly and cut off a lot of his long hair along the way.

"Unreasonable!"

Qin Li's expression darkened, revealing his aura.

The imposing manner of the eighth rank of Immortal Venerable is like waves, shaking all directions.

The girl was no more than the ninth rank of the Immortal Master, and she was pushed out even with the sword, and fell heavily to the ground, covered in dust, so embarrassed.

The girl fell down, was taken aback for a moment, and then yelled, "You bullied me!"

The girl was aggrieved, with tears in her eyes: "Don't think that the eighth rank of the Immortal Venerable can bully people casually, I will write down this grudge."

The girl wiped away her tears and fled in anger.

Qin Li was speechless.

Why did you cry when you fell?

Besides, it wasn't Qin Li who made the first move!

The daughter of the heavy sword master is too delicate, and she is also the ninth rank of the fairy master.

Qin Li shook his head and continued to comprehend the sword art.

Another three days passed.

He went a step further and had some clues.

Feeling carefully, the surrounding mountain wind is chaotic, but there are some rules.

It turns out that when the mountain wind blows over the sword mark, it will be affected by the sword intent, turning into a vortex, turning into a rippled wind... This is actually the inner "strength" of swordsmanship.

The sword mark is the move, the wind breath is the inner strength, the combination of the two is the complete swordsmanship.

"Finally getting started."

The corner of Qin Li's mouth grinned. He was not proud, because there were still many difficulties ahead.

Following the track left by Immortal King Wanjian, he also began to fuse more than 1,200 sword techniques, taking the essence and discarding the dross, merging them into one furnace, and refining "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords Art".

He has put his heart and soul into it.

suddenly.

There was a loud noise in the distance.

"Brothers and sisters, it's that kid who bullies me!"