Way of Choices

The sword's intention entered the yellow paper umbrella, and the world around the mausoleum gave birth to induction, but the yellow paper umbrella itself was of course the first change.

The yellow paper umbrella is still as usual, old and slightly dirty, there is no change in appearance, but the breath emitted has changed a lot. In this extremely defensive umbrella-shaped instrument, it seems that it has suddenly become an extremely sharp. Sword, in Chen Changsheng's eyes, it is clearly an umbrella, but in his hand, the sword feels clearly.

The dark blue swordmand arrived, carrying Nanke's absolute murderous intention and extremely powerful Zhenyuan.

Chen Changsheng held up a yellow paper umbrella and greeted him, as if holding a round shield, trying to block the spear pierced by the enemy.

A few decades ago, on the lakeside of Zhouyuan Mountain Cliff, he often used this method when he was fighting with the two maids, but it is obvious that today’s yellow paper umbrella and that day’s yellow paper umbrella already have The big difference, because of that sword intention? But this is also completely different from his previous use of short swords to cast his sword, which is two concepts.

The difference and the difference is that the yellow paper umbrella with that sword intention has become extremely powerful, and even a bit scary.

On the stone platform in front of the mausoleum of the mausoleum, numerous sharp cutting sounds suddenly sounded. Those sounds seemed to be cracks in the space, like the turbulence of the air, rapid and short, but endless. Countless seemingly subtle sword winds spewed out from the umbrella surface of the yellow paper umbrella, lingering around his body, spinning at high speed, cutting everything he encountered.

Yuxueyadao and the faint blue swordmans.

Raindrops falling from the sky were cut into powder, the residual snow accumulated on the ground was chopped into silk wool, and countless profound sword marks appeared on the hard ground and stone walls, and even on the main entrance of the mausoleum. As for the faint blue swordmand that came out of the sky, it was shredded into ten thousand stars before the time of shining the two galaxies of the Southern Cross, and scattered with the broken wind. .

Those sharp cutting sounds were gradually deep, and then disappeared.

Those subtle sword winds gradually returned to the mausoleum stone cliffs, and no longer reproduced.

The heavy rain continued to fall, but it seemed to have become more timid than before, especially the rain that fell on the yellow paper umbrella.

Quiet.

The grassland below the mausoleum gradually became noisy, and the beast tide like the Black Sea faintly made waves and showed signs of commotion.

Previously, this sword intention entered Chen Changsheng's body, and when he showed it with a short sword, the beast tide was still able to remain calm, but when this sword intention entered the yellow paper umbrella, and then easily chopped off Nanke's sword, thus When proving something, the thousands of monsters in the grassland can no longer control their emotions.

Some monsters tried to retreat timidly. More monsters roared towards the mausoleum with countless roars, like thunder, and they would lift the dark sky. , I am afraid that the black ocean formed by the beast tide has already flowed towards Zhou Ling.

Nanke didn't know why the monster's reaction was so great, because the appearance of the sword intention indicated that the sword pool might be coming soon? So why wasn’t the beast tide so turbulent as it was before? She was a little puzzled and looked at Xu Yourong through the rain. It was she who made Chen Changsheng abandon the sword and use an umbrella.

Today, there are strong masters in the field. Xu Yourong was seriously injured and extremely weak. Most of the time she closed her eyes and did not watch the battle, but she actually understood what she knew. This made Nan Ke a little angry and unwilling, just like the feeling that she used to produce when the sword was used by Chen Changsheng.

Here I still want to quote the famous conclusion of Tang 36. Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng are really two people who are very good at making people speechless.

Xu Yourong supported his spirit and looked at the tumultuous beast tide under the mausoleum, said weakly: "Close the umbrella."

Chen Changsheng listened to her and gathered the yellow paper umbrella.

After the umbrella is closed, it is like a sword. Many people have similar experiences. In the streets after the rain stopped, they took the umbrella and pricked the mud and the wall with the umbrella for fun.

Why? Because after the umbrella is closed, it looks like a sword.

At this time, the yellow paper umbrella held by Chen Changsheng's left hand was like a sword.

The beast tide around the mausoleum suddenly became silent.

Those angry growls disappeared.

Those monsters who were tumultuously trying to go to the mausoleum became a little nervous, as if something big was about to happen. In the depths of the beast tide, those powerful monster beasts with a star-like level like Foshan River began to exude violent and **** breath. The huge shadow in the sky became lower than before.

Jianchi is Zhou Yuan's biggest secret. The sword is the biggest taboo in the grassland.

What is the connection between this sword meaning and the sword pool it represents, and the countless monsters that run across the grassland? Xu Yourong silently deduced the calculation, his mind was rapidly consumed, and his face became more and more pale. Finally, her eyes fell on the umbrella in Chen Changsheng's left hand, thinking to herself, it seemed that this really was the legendary yellow paper umbrella.

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The world outside Zhou Yuan is still in the snow.

The huge shadow in the sky became lower than before. In the distance of the snowfield, more than ten magic figures stood like mountains and rivers, exuding a **** and powerful atmosphere. So far, one demon has been killed, seven demon will be injured, three of them will be amputated. Mozu has paid a heavy enough price.

Snow flakes fell on Su Li's shoulders and were instantly cut into countless pieces.

There was blood on his sword, there was no blood on his body, it seemed that he was not injured, but in fact it had been consumed so much that he could no longer consolidate the sword intention inside his body and began to leak.

Black robe sat cross-legged on the snow hill, watching him calmly and said: "Although you are called Su Li, you cannot leave today."

Su Li looked at the shadow in the sky and said nothing.

"What do you like to eat the most, what do you least like to eat, where have you been in these years, how many people have you killed in Daxizhou, do you like mountains or the sea, how long did you write a letter to your daughter, and you worship How long did it take to practice the first-style sword move after entering the Lijian Sword Sect, the number of times you quarreled with your master, how many days did you cry after your master died in Zhou Yuan..."

Black robe stroked the square plate in front of her knees with long thin fingers and said, "All the information I can collect about you is used in this game. How can you leave?"

Su Li withdrew his gaze and watched him mockingly said, "The person I don't like most is you. It's clear that in the end, you still have to work hard to kill you, but you always like reasoning and probability, even if you are about to die in the end. When he was dying, he didn’t forget to put on a smart pearl. Who would you show it to?"

A deep laughter sounded from the black robe: "Naturally, it's for you like me who is dead."

Su Li sneered and said, "Do you really think everything can be calculated?"

The black robe said, "Why not?"

"Of course you know that stars can move. Since stars can move, then where will there be a destiny that is doomed? If not, how can it be calculated?"

Su Li looked to the night sky, did not see the two star-studded rivers in the south, only saw the snowflakes that kept falling in front of the shadow, and said in a clear voice: "Everything in the world is changing all the time, and the snow has been falling for a long time. , Thicker or thicker, or avalanche at a certain moment, how can you figure it out?"

"Kendo is not snow, repairing the road is not falling snow, the quantity change will not necessarily cause qualitative change, and the desperation will not allow you to break through."

The black robe knew what his snow-falling words implied, and said calmly: "Because you are a genius without swordsmanship."

This sentence is a compliment. It comes from the mouth of the most mysterious Mozu division in the mainland. Even Su Li should be proud, but this sentence is even more stern.

The genius of the swordsman who is not born, if he can break through, has already broken through, no matter the great horror between life and death, or any other method.

Heibo continued: "You can't achieve great accomplishment in Kendo, not for any other reason. Talent, perception, ambition, and even the most important luck, you are never lacking. The reason for this is because you lack the most important One thing, that thing is very important to Kendo."

Su Li certainly understands what he is talking about.

"Kendo, the sword is repaired."

Black robe's voice did not have any emotional ups and downs, and made a ruthless conclusion: "Without a sword worthy of you, your sword will never be complete."

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