Star Dome Railway: Starting from Becoming the Luofu Swordshead

On the surface, Shizun is pretending to be with himself.

But in fact, it shows himself what nodes he should have on the way of the sword, and what direction he should work towards.

An ordinary swordsman can control a flying sword.

Extraordinary swordsmen can control more than ten flying swords.

The Great Grandmaster of Kendo can control a hundred flying swords.

The sword immortal can control tens of millions of flying swords, and even store tens of millions of flying swords in the sea of knowledge, and the sword can be read out.

In the world of Hontie, which has no clear promotion system, Chen Qingshan can be regarded as having a direction to work towards.

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In the next few days, You Tinghan did not teach Chen Qingshan other swordsmanship, but just watched Chen Qingshan practice swordsmanship in silence at the top of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all day long.

Every now and then, he took two sips of wine and pointed out how he held his sword.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed.

The sword head competition is imminent, and Chen Qingshan is going back.

When he asked the master to leave, You Tinghan gave Chen Qingshan one last lesson.

She casually took out a sword from the sword well in her back, raised her hand and slashed it casually, the sword in her hand turned into black ink in mid-air, and slashed out a pitch-black and dull chaotic sword qi.

The large and small rubble near the Scripture Pavilion was swept into this sword slash, and then all disintegrated into tiny debris!

Chen Qingshan's eyes lit up!

In terms of destructive power, this move is stronger than breaking the water flow and the iron sword across the river! It can directly destroy the rubble into debris, and if it acts on the human body, then I'm afraid no one can bear it.

"Master, what is this trick?"

You Tinghan said: "This is a high-grade secret sword, painting fan."

"This sword is owned by a foreign swordsman who once visited the ancestral land of the Ming clan, and when using this secret sword, you should imagine yourself as an ink master who paints landscapes with a pen, not a swordsman, and imagine that the sword in your hand is a spilled brush, and you can destroy everything you see even if you wave a gentle brush."

"The so-called secret sword is actually what the swordsman thinks and thinks."

"When the creator of the broken water flow created this sword technique, he imagined that he could draw his sword and cut the water, so the broken water flow came into being."

Speaking of this, You Tinghan pointed his finger into a sword and slashed towards a boulder on the ground, and the flowing sword slash swept through, easily splitting the gravel in two.

The incision is smooth, and although it is a boulder, it is cut out of the feeling of tofu by You Tinghan.

Chen Qingshan's heart was suddenly shocked.

With Master's two tricks alone, it seems that the water flow is not necessarily weaker than the painting fan just now.

You Tinghan saw that Chen Qingshan seemed to have an epiphany, so he continued: "The world likes to divide the quality of the sword into three, six, nine, etc., and likes to divide the secret sword into one strong and weaker, but in fact, the secret sword has no real strength or weakness, and each secret sword is a sword that a former swordsman has worked hard to study, or cut out by chance.

"To use the simplest analogy, today I want to cut off the water, and the water will be cut off."

"Tomorrow I want to cut the rushing river with a sword, so there is an iron sword across the river."

"The day after tomorrow, I don't want to cut off the flow of water, but I want to cut off the sky, then my broken water flow may be upgraded to a broken sky or a broken sky or something, from a sword that can cut off the flow of water to a sword that can cut the sky."

After that, You Tinghan slashed into the sky with a sword.

In an instant, the sea current above the Scales Abyss Realm was divided by a sword, and what Dan Feng needed to comprehend the power of the Dragon Venerable in the past to do in the original work, the master did it so easily.

The ocean current was like the sky, quickly splitting under Chen Qingshan's gaze, and then it was poured again, and the abundant spirit beasts near the Hidden Scripture Pavilion were all frightened away by this sword, or they were hiding in the corner and shivering.

Chen Qingshan couldn't help but think of what the master said last night -

"Good apprentice, pretending to be forced is a very bad habit, sword practitioners should be humble and respectful, and you must not learn from your teacher."

Looking at the sword that easily divided the current, Chen Qingshan felt that he had already realized.

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A few days later, Chen Qingshan tried to rely on his imagination to make a sword move, but failed.

What kind of painting fan, painting and grass are laborious.

Chen Qingshan is not lacking in imagination.

He couldn't create a secret sword by himself like other swordsmen, maybe because the precipitation of the sword path was not enough, or maybe it was because he hadn't found his own sword intent, or maybe he hadn't opened up a sea of knowledge where he could store flying swords like other kendo masters.

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After resigning from his master, Chen Qingshan returned to the Sword Trial Hall to prepare for the sword head competition two days later.

Chen Qingshan wanted to ask Shizun to borrow money and buy a relatively handy flying sword so that he could participate in the big competition.

It's a pity that the old man is stationed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion all the year round, and she is also very poor.

Chen Qingshan was thinking about the gourd behind his master, but there were many swords in the sword well.

But Shizun said that the sword in the gourd was raised by her, and once the sword spirit chooses the master, unless the sword master dies, the flying sword will not obey the dispatch of other swordsmen.

There was no way, Chen Qingshan could only continue to use that medium-grade Xuantie inferior sword.

As soon as he returned to the schoolhouse, Chen Qingshan saw a young figure practicing swords in his small courtyard, but she seemed to be just hitting the stake angrily, not practicing at all, and seemed to be angry that someone had disappeared for a month and had not come back to see him once.

This figure is Bai Nan.

She said while hitting the stake: "Damn Chen Qingshan! Don't come back to see me yet! Don't come back to see me yet! I also introduced him to the master, so that he could enter the Scales Abyss Realm so easily, I knew that he would forget about me when he went down, and I should have made it difficult for him in the first place!

However, when he saw Chen Qingshan standing at the door of the school building with a smile on his face, the anger in Bai Nan's heart immediately dissipated completely.

"Chen Qingshan!"

Bai Nan ran over with a fart.

She was indeed quite happy in the last second, but in the next second, as if she had thought of something, she immediately lowered her face and stared at Chen Qingshan menacingly.

"Negative man! White-eyed wolf! Do you know how I've spent my month?

Without waiting for Chen Qingshan to respond, Bai Nan directly grabbed Chen Qingshan's arm and said, "Forget it, I will spare you this time, there are still two days before the sword head competition, and it is still too late!"

Chen Qingshan was stunned and said, "What can I do in time?"

"What else can be done?" Bai Nan said angrily: "Do you have a sword?"

Chen Qingshan said honestly: "Yes, my Xuantie Inferior Sword has been used for almost a month!" Very easy to use! (

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