The Spiritual Energy Revives And I Awaken The Kendo System

After Qu Meng returned to the world where the dormitory was, he took out the four swords under the dormitory. Following the method taught in the sword-controlling technique in his mind, he began to use spiritual energy to activate the Hanche Sword. After reaching Xuanpin, the Hanche Sword seemed to It was like spiritual energy and was easily controlled by Qu Meng.

Following Qu Meng's thoughts, Han Che Sword kept hovering and sprinting in the air. With a thought, Qu Meng slashed out from the ice and snow, with much less power. "It seems that this sword control technique is still a bit difficult to control." Qu Meng thought silently.

Qu Meng turned her spiritual power to control the other three swords, but failed, so she had to sit down and start to familiarize herself with Sword Seventy-Three.

What is different from Kaitian Five Styles is that Qu Meng seems to have been transported to another time and space.

Looking at the slovenly old man in front of him, holding a piece of grass in his mouth and carrying a cloth bag on his back, Qu Meng couldn't accept that he had traveled to some place, but suddenly the man in front of him actually spoke to Qu Meng: "Boy, just stay still and do this" Well, I think you are a good young man, do you want to learn the sword from me?"

"Senior, how do you learn how to use this sword?" Qu Meng asked.

"Hey, don't be hasty, don't be hasty, you accept me as your teacher. Although I am not famous now, I will definitely become the best in the world in the future." The sloppy uncle said confidently.

"Then what do you call me, senior?" Qu Meng asked again, thinking to himself: "What the hell did the system do this time? How did I get sent to a place like this after practicing swordsmanship?"

"I have no name, but they all call me Seventy-three, because I have a set of self-made Seventy-three swords, which are very strong. Do you want to learn them?" Seventy-three laughed.

Qu Meng was shocked: "Is this person in front of me Jian Qishan?"

After agreeing to become a disciple of Qi San, Qi San brought Qu Meng into the city. After following Qi San into the city, Qu Meng became more and more familiar with him along the way. "Isn't this Phoenix City?"

"Senior, is this Phoenix City?" Qu Meng asked Qi San.

"Don't call me senior, call me master." Seventy-three glanced at Qu Meng and said, "Yes, I heard that this was the Phoenix Kingdom in the past, but after the city lord suddenly disappeared, the sun disk could not be activated, and the Phoenix Kingdom also lost its beacon. Due to the power of the country, they are scattered into many similar small countries, waiting for the king's return, but the memories of the residents here seem to have been erased, and they have no idea about the previous king's affairs, but everyone outside us knows everything. "

"Outside?" Qu Meng said. "It's our own village outside." Seventy-Three explained. "That's it." Qu Meng thought as he followed Qi San forward. When they came to a tea stall, the two sat down. Qi San smiled and said to Qu Meng: "You are hungry, I will take you to eat something first, and then we will practice swordsmanship."

The food was very simple, just a few steamed buns and porridge. Qu Meng actually thought about inviting his master to a restaurant for a meal. Anyway, he had the currency here, but on second thought, he was still afraid that the master would lose face.

When the two of them finished their meal and paid the bill, they were about to turn around and leave when they heard the boss sarcastically say in a low voice: "It's a bad sword practice." Qu Meng didn't expect that sword practitioners in this era would be so looked down upon. Just as he was about to go up and argue, Seventy-Three But she stretched out her hand to hold him, shook her head at him, and told him not to be impulsive. Qu Meng felt the power from the hand that grabbed his arm, and Qu Meng realized how high his master's cultivation was.

Seventy-three brought Qu Meng to the outside of the city and said to Qu Meng: "There is no need for such things as the apprenticeship ceremony. I don't care about these things. I just want to have a successor for my skills. Boy, what is your name?"

"Master, junior Qu Meng is willing to pass on the skills." Qu Meng clasped his hands and lowered his head.