This Swordsman is Too Steady

Jian Xiu, it is very difficult to achieve great achievements by focusing on practicing in retreat.

After Lu Qingshan left Tianjiguan this time, he didn't actually have a clear destination.

His idea is to take advantage of this time to take a good walk in Zhongtianyu and feel the rivers and mountains and the local customs of the human realm.

This behavior seems a little bit nonsense and confusing, but there is a deep sense in it.

It's like when some writers are exhausted in their inspiration, the more they are entangled in the content of the book, the more often they can't think of something.

On the contrary, if he gets up and leaves the room and walks outside, maybe the inspiration will come.

Lu Qingshan's current situation is similar to the writer's state of exhaustion.

His second secret sword is about to come out, but he won't come out.

This is a little less crucial opportunity and touch.

At this moment, the more obsessed with the deduction, the more likely it is to fall into a dead end and find it difficult to get out.

In this case, it's better to walk around, maybe you'll have that opportunity.

Whenever you are happy, the secret sword will become.

Thinking like this, Lu Qingshan did just that.

When he really relaxed and walked among the world, Lu Qingshan really gave birth to a lot of sentiment in his heart.

In the more than six years since he came to this world, he was like a tight string, and he didn't even have a moment to breathe all the way down.

All things are linked to each other.

The threat of the demons was like the sword of Damocles hanging over his head, allowing him to only advance bravely and diligently all the way, with a strong sense of crisis that he did not advance or retreat, and he did not dare to relax carrying it.

At this moment, he was unable to improve his cultivation for a while because of the hurdles of the Ten Flowers God Gate, but it became a rare opportunity for him to stop and rest.

Lu Qingshan traveled alone in the vast Zhongtian realm.

He feels the magnificent landscapes and customs of Zhongtianyu, emptying his mind.

He has climbed mountains and looked far away, and he has also sailed down the river in a single leaf.

I have seen ice and snow melt, and magma billowing.

I have listened to the first cry of a baby's birth in the noisy city, and also listened to the old man's murmur before his death.

Happy events are coming, and tragedies are also happening. The two are like the yin and yang fish of Tai Chi, and they are inseparable.

Everything in the world is so inconspicuous, yet real.

In a blink of an eye, half a month's time is fleeting.

This is the first time Lu Qingshan has not practiced any practice.

But now his state has changed significantly from when he left Tianji View, which is surprisingly good.

The icy heart and the outer layer of ice that he has tempered from fighting all the way and fighting all the way has gradually melted and washed away the dust on the surface during this half-month travel.

His mind became clear at this moment, exquisitely translucent, like a clear spring jingling.

If others see Lu Qingshan in this state, they will inevitably be amazed.

This is the heart of a child!

At this time, Lu Qingshan had washed away the lead dust.

He has a clear understanding.

If the string is always stretched, it will break sooner or later.

Only with a degree of relaxation, can you exert a more powerful force.

On this day, Lu Qingshan stopped, his eyes shining brightly.

"This time it's really fast."

The constant killings made his mind extremely firm, but it also made him fall into a dead end.

This short half-month of emptying his mind caused a transformation in his mind, and it washed his heart.

Of course, such good things cannot happen all the time.

What's more, the two reasons for accumulating thin hair and washing the mind for the first time are superimposed on each other to produce a chemical reaction.

"No wonder Li Qiubian chose to leave the Taiyi Sword Sect and travel the human realm alone." Lu Qingshan felt that his inspiration was flooding now.

The sword moves that could not be deduced in the past are breaking through layer by layer.

"According to the current progress, I will be able to fully perform this second-style secret sword soon." He murmured, with joy in his heart.

At this time, noisy voices came from Lu Qingshan's ears.

He raised his head sharply.

A city ahead came into view.

Yucheng.

Before he knew it, he walked to a new city.

"This tour will end here." Lu Qingshan whispered to himself.

According to the current situation, in a short while, his second-style secret sword will be perfect naturally, and there is indeed no need to travel.

But at this moment, Lu Qingshan's heart suddenly moved, as if feeling something, he quickly took out a token engraved with the word embroidered spring from the mustard seeds.

Communication token.

At this time, a layer of red light was floating on the surface of this token.

This shows that the token was touched and a message was received.

And in the token, what is branded is the communication mark of Tantai Qingrun.

There is a distance limit for the transmission mark. As long as the two parties are separated by more than a certain distance, the message sent out will be like a stone sinking in the sea, without making any waves.

However, Tantai Qingrun, as the Xiuchun monk, has a special imprint of communication in order to ensure that some important news can be communicated in time when necessary.

When sending out emergency subpoenas, Tantai Qingrun can borrow the channel of Zhishou Building and respond simultaneously through many Zhishou Building sub-buildings to achieve the effect of covering a large area.

In other words, even if Lu Qingshan is far away from Tantai Qingrun, as long as there are Zhishoulou sub-buildings nearby, he can still receive messages sent by Tantai Qingrun from thousands of miles away through this channel.

However, this kind of communication consumes a lot of resources.

Therefore, only to convey extremely important information, will the message be delivered in this way.

At the same time, the color of the news sent through this channel is also different, and it is the most eye-catching red.

In other words, this is an urgent message!

"Tantai Qingrun has something important to me?" Lu Qingshan frowned, with a bad premonition in his heart, and quickly plunged his divine spirit into the transmission token to receive the transmission.

"Danger!"

This is the first message, without beginning and end, like a reminder, but it does not clearly state the specific situation, making it difficult to discern the meaning.

But this is not over yet, and there is a second message in the transmission token.

"Tantai Qingrun is now in our hands, and our lives are at our disposal.

Lu Qingshan, if you want to save her life, within three days, rush to Blade Island in Leizhou alone. You must not notify outsiders. If you don't care about her life, please do as you please. "

Seeing this message, Lu Qingshan's pupils shrank suddenly, and an unprecedented murder and anger suddenly surged from his heart.

How could he still not understand that this was because someone used Tantai Qingrun to attack him in order to force him into the urn.

Tantai Qingrun is a Xiuchun monk with official status.

But Tantai Qingrun, who has such an identity, turned out to be a chess piece that others forced him to show up. The energy of the people behind this can be imagined.

It goes without saying what kind of dragon pond and tiger's lair this Blade Island will be.

"My son, what's the matter?" Qin Yitian saw that Lu Qingshan's expression was not right, and asked aloud.

Lu Qingshan hesitated, and finally told Qin Yitian the content of the subpoena he had just received.

"Is it for me?" Qin Yitian hesitated.

"It should be." Lu Qingshan nodded.

The people behind this can put their hands deep into the embroidered spring. Obviously, it is impossible for the monks of the underground palace to do it. It can only be the monks on the side of Daxia, and they must be people in high positions.

Brother Daxia had a bad heart towards Lu Qingshan, and he was still so aggressive, for other reasons, he was a little reluctant, only because of Taoism.

"Sorry." Qin Yitian said softly.

"It's not your fault," Lu Qingshan said with a smile: "If I were a sword fairy, who would dare to make me an idea?"

It's like the saying that confidantes bring troubles to water, although it is widely circulated, is it true that confidantes bring troubles to water?

In fact, it's not my own problem.

Qin Yitian was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "How about the young man now?"

"Since the gracious invitation, then I am disrespectful." Lu Qingshan's eyes condensed slightly and said coldly.

Not to mention that he has a deep friendship with Tantai Qingrun, and they have been together for a long time.

Tantai Qingrun was framed only because of him, he would never stand by and watch, he would definitely help him.

There is no doubt about this.

"Very dangerous," Qin Yitian said.

The first message received in the transmission token, if no accident, should have been passed by Tantai Qingrun to Lu Qingshan before the accident, just to remind him that something was wrong and very bad.

In addition, Lu Qingshan's strength was seen by everyone. Since the enemy had set up an urn to invite the emperor to come in, how could he be careless and surely confident.

"From the outside world, they only know that I can slash the gods, but they don't know my sword charms and the blood-stained war boat from Qing Ge. This is my trump card." Lu Qingshan explained.

Whether it is a sword talisman or a blood-stained war boat, it is actually a supermodel magic weapon, which is difficult for ordinary people to predict.

Who would be okay, suppose that a cultivating cultivator possesses seven sword charms that can instantly kill a combined cultivator and a battle boat that is immune to the offensive of cultivators below the eighth realm?

In other words, if you want to kill Lu Qingshan, you must get to move the eight realm cultivators to succeed.

In order to deal with a cultivating cultivator, send out the cultivator to cross the robbery?

This is not thoughtful and cautious, it is purely a disease of the brain.

Obviously, being able to target Lu Qingshan's enemies in this way can't have much brain problems.

This is where Lu Qingshan's confidence lies

This is a sea of ​​fog, hazy gray fog everywhere.

In the center of Wuhai, there is an island with an extremely strange shape, as steep as a blade.

Blade Island.

This is the location of the prison division established by the Zhishoulou branch of Xingzhou, where many stubborn demons have been imprisoned, and they are gloomy all day long.

Rumbling.

The sea roared and slapped the shore of Blade Island, making a thunderous roar.

At this moment, outside the blade island formation, the sky roared, and the continuous mist spread to both sides, revealing a passage.

A huge blood-stained war boat appeared with a quaint meaning.

At the head of the warship, Lu Qingshan wore a black robe, with a thick murderous intent hidden in his eyes.

He came, and the murderous intention was particularly strong.

"I'm here, hand over Tantai Qingrun." Lu Qingshan's voice suddenly came out, shaking the sky and the earth, roaring from all directions, and spreading into the blade island shrouded in mist.

Within Blade Island.

Three people opened their eyes in an instant, and at this moment, there was a flash of light in their eyes.

"This is Lu Qingshan!"

"What a powerful spirit!" The three looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"However, no matter how powerful the spiritual power is, it is after all a cultivator of imaginary power. Even the vitality has not been cultivated, let alone fight against us who have cultivated the law domain." The three groaned slightly. The man snorted coldly.

The three of them are all blended monks, and the legal domain has been established.

To kill the cultivator of God Transformation is just a matter of flicks, let alone a cultivating cultivator who hasn't cultivated since.

"We'd better not do it ourselves, it won't be good if we get into a show at that time."

The oldest of the three cultivators has a well-rounded experience: "Some sects will use special methods on their disciples. If someone kills their disciples, these methods will take effect and help them locate the murderer. Revenge."

"Furthermore, even without these methods, this Lu Qingshan is protected by the celestial watch at this time, who knows what he can find out when the celestial watch sees it."

"Let's not kill ourselves."

Another monk agreed: "It's true. Besides, a cultivator who lets the three of us take action is too despised of us."

"Although he can cut six levels, the big meal arranged for him this time should be enough." The old monk sneered, "This is what Jianzong said, the monks of the same level or the monks of the higher level made it. , They don't care."

"Go ahead," he said.

Here.

Beyond Blade Island.

Lu Qingshan stood on the blood-stained war boat, staring at the huge array that enveloped Blade Island in front of him.

At this time, the sea roared, UU reading www. In the fog of uukanshu.com, a hazy black shadow emerged.

One figure after another appeared in the mist, and in the end, there were so many figures that were densely packed.

More than two hundred monks.

All are cultivators of the gods.

"My son, it's a little troublesome." Qin Yitian's voice revealed a little worry.

Lu Qingshan nodded slightly.

This momentum is even comparable to the one half a month ago when the underground monks intercepted and killed him.

Immediately, Lu Qingshan frowned.

"It's not just a little troublesome," he murmured, glancing at it.

Because in that mist, there are two more terrible ghosts appearing.

This is a ghost condensed from the power of all the formations of Blade Island, and there is a huge power ups and downs all over the body.

The power of the two ghosts is comparable to that of the seven-level combined monk, but it lacks the most famous and powerful law domain of the combined monk.

They walked in the mist, like a fish in the water, very comfortable, making a stern sound.

Lu Qingshan could faintly see that these two ghosts were both old women.

The two hundred or so cultivators of the God of Transformation had already formed an encirclement in an extremely orderly manner, enclosing Lu Qingshan in the center.

He is like a sheep trapped in a pack of wolves, looking extremely weak.

There was a ridiculous laughter among the hundreds of cultivators.

An extremely young monk in grey cloth flew out from the group of monks and flew in front of everyone, and the other monks in the transformation of gods immediately stepped aside respectfully.

The grey-clothed monk stretched out his hand slightly, and the two ghosts comparable to the fit monk in the black mist were already standing behind him.

A **** glow flashed through the eyes of the two yin ghosts, revealing a thick bloodthirsty meaning.

The grey-clothed monk stared at Lu Qingshan, whose expression had not changed, and his eyes were extremely deep.

"Are you Lu Qingshan?"