The smoke curls up, and the golden incense sticks are lightly burning, like every tick of the clock going back, and like every quicksand flowing backward in the hourglass.

A blue stone was thrown into the calm lake surface, causing ripples of time.

The picture is like a trembling lake surface, just like Anle's ups and downs of heart at this moment.

As the shaking spread, everything in front of him began to slowly become clear.

…

In the dusk clouds and mist, snow like white feathers flew from high in the sky and fell all over the world.

Auspicious snow heralds a good year.

On the snowy flat, there is a girl dancing with a sword. The girl is wearing a brocade dress. Although there is snow falling in the sky, the energy and blood in her body are surging like a dragon or a tiger, dispelling the cold and making the steam rise.

The woman is none other than Mrs. Hua, or the young Mrs. Hua.

The girl Hua Jie Bing's pretty face was flushed with blood, and her eyes were full of sadness. She held a sword in her hand. The sword was long and slender, like a ray of spring rain falling on the world.

The sword's name is Chunyu, one of Hua Jiebing's swords.

"Failed again. Is this 'Broken Sword' so difficult?"

Hua Jiebing, who was still a young girl at this moment, was innocent and brilliant, pouting her red lips. The next moment, she suddenly threw out the sword, and the Spring Rain Sword flew up. Hua Jiebing's body's energy and blood circulated, like a heat wave sweeping across, and he ran out.

.

Suxue was carried away, and Hua Jiebing rushed up. Chunyu threw it up and then fell back down. At the moment of falling, Hua Jiebing clenched his fist and punched it, hitting the end of the sword hilt, bursting out with great force.

Boom!

An invisible air wave exploded slightly, and the spring rain roared out, but it twisted its direction and hit the snow, tearing out a gully of white snow.

Hua Jiebing fell to the ground and frowned.

Another failure made Hua Jiebing, who was learning swordsmanship for the first time, a little discouraged.

He sat in the snow, pouting as if he was angry. After a long time, he raised his head, and a strange spirit suddenly appeared on his pretty face. He glanced around to make sure there was no one around in the snow.

The girl got up, patted her butt, and grabbed the sword Chun Yu.

After taking a deep breath, the spring rain flew out under the blessing of her mind. The girl ran like a cunning rabbit and jumped up.

As the spring rain approached, the girl clenched her fists, her energy and blood boiling like an oven. Suddenly, her red lips opened round and she shouted.

"Hey! Look at my broken sword!"

The loud shouts shattered the flying snow next to me.

Suddenly, the girl hit the hilt of the sword with her fist, and there was a muffled thunder explosion, like a thunder behind the clouds, and there was an ear-splitting roar!

The Spring Thunder Sword was like a wild dragon coming out of the abyss, pulling out a stream of off-white air in the flying snow, as if the air was split open, with howls and roars, as if the sky was falling apart!

Boom!

A crater with a diameter of five meters suddenly exploded on the snowy plain.

In the pit, all the plain snow melted into snow water, and a slender spring rain quietly penetrated an inch and three into the ground. The sword body that had not penetrated into the ground was shaking slightly, and it was also exuding scorching heat.

In the distance, on the snow, the girl cheered for joy, her smile as bright as the warm spring sun.

"Hey, look at me breaking my sword!"

The girl stepped on the snow, jumped up and down, ran to pick up the sword, and made punches at the same time.

Innocent and innocent, like an elf in the snow.

…

At this point, the picture begins to blur and disperse, until it disappears.

Anle broke away from the picture of years and couldn't calm down for a long time. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and his face looked strange.

Mainly because of this time scene, Anle saw the rather lovely side of Mrs. Hua, but this was considered normal.

Just like before, when I saw the cold Fairy Yunrou, she clenched her fists and said, "Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!"

When you peek into the years, you can always see some unknown sides.

The corners of Anle's lips raised, and she felt a little happy inexplicably.

"Hey, look at me breaking my sword!"

Anle clenched his fist, tried to swing forward, and shouted something that Mrs. Hua once shouted.

Inexplicable joy.

If he shouted such words in front of Madam Hua, I don't know what kind of expression Madam Hua would show on the spot. Would she slap him Anle to death?

The more I think about peace and happiness, the happier I become.

At the same time, a light curtain emerged in front of me.

[Obtain the Fruit of Time: Collapse of Sword Strength (0/10 ray)]

[Note: Bengjian Jin (Tao Fruit): The unique power of Qi, blood, mind and heart blending, which can be blessed on swords and arms, and the power of swordsmanship can be improved]

With a slight light in front of her eyes, Mrs. Guanhua used Bengjian and condensed the Dao Fruit [Bengjian Jin]. From the explanation of Dao Fruit, it can be seen that this Bengjian Jin is a way of exerting force, which is used for attacking.

What is Anle missing most now?

"Sword Waterfall Picture" is a mental training method, which is a visualization method. After all, it is not an offensive swordsmanship. Although "Five Animals Body Training Technique" contains attack skills, it is still a body training method.

There are actually no serious means of attack.

The emergence of Bengjian Jin has somewhat made up for Anle's vacancy in attack, because it can be seen from the scenes of Mrs. Hua's years that Bengjian Jin can be regarded as a swordsmanship skill.

"I just don't know if when using the sword-breaking power, shouting 'Hey, look at me breaking the sword', will there be an additional increase in power?"

The corners of Anle's lips curled up slightly as she couldn't help but think.

The setting sun slowly sets, and after covering the Western Mountains, it releases its afterglow delicately, illuminating the charm of spring and painting a colorful picture of the world.

Anle opened her eyes, and the old locust trees rustled in the spring breeze, bringing a different kind of comfort.

After waiting quietly for a while, before the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple arrived, Anle got up and started to practice the sword-breaking force under the old locust tree.

Although the Dao Fruit has been condensed, it can be regarded as the beginning of mastery, but if you want to be skillful, you still have to rely on Anle to try and understand it yourself.

Taking off the bamboo sword Qingshan pinned to his waist, Anle recalled the way the young girl Madam Hua wielded the sword in the scenes of the past. At that time, Madam Hua's cultivation should not have surpassed the fifth realm, and Anle could still gain a little glimpse of it.

After brewing for a while, I simulated the collapse of the sword several times.

An Le let out a breath, and suddenly threw up the bamboo sword in his hand. He controlled it with sword-breaking strength. His fetal breath filled the air. He controlled the green mountain and flew slightly into the air. He climbed up to the full level of Qi and blood in his body. He released it with a bang. In the next moment, he clenched his fist and smashed it out.

, hitting the hilt of the sword.

As for the phrase "Hey, look at me breaking my sword", the young man felt a little ashamed and never said it out loud.

Boom!

An invisible wave of air exploded from the collision between the fist and Qingshan sword hilt, lifting up the leaves of the locust tree scattered on the ground in the courtyard.

The Bengjian roared out immediately, with a speed as fast as thunder, and hit the old locust tree.

The bamboo sword Qingshan was inserted into the body of the old locust tree. The place where the sword came into contact with the trunk was emitting scorching heat and tangled sword energy. The old locust tree seemed to tremble and shake off its leaves.

An Le stood quietly, recalling the way he exerted his power just now. His mind and energy and blood blended together. Although it was raw, it did have a unique power.

Bengjian Jin... a very domineering way of exerting force.

An Le Thinking, if you strengthen your arms and perform it in bird pose or tiger pose, the explosive power cannot be underestimated.

Facing Hu Jintao again, Hu Jintao might die more happily.

The jerky movement of Bengjian Jin made Anle feel uncomfortable. With a thought, he absorbed two rays of gray age energy from Mrs. Hua and blessed it with Dao Fruit Bengjian Jin.

Suddenly, the gray incense stick was lit, and a curling picture appeared.

In the pictures, there are all pictures of Mrs. Hua practicing her sword strength and achieving some success.

Accompanied by the devilish encouragement shouting "Hey, look at me breaking my sword".

An Le had a smile on her lips, and the next moment she suddenly opened her eyes, pulled out the Green Mountain Bamboo Sword from the old locust tree, and prepared to do it again.

At the entrance of the courtyard, the afterglow of the setting sun pours down.

The old man was dressed in plain clothes and bathed in the red clouds. He stood quietly with a bamboo stick and a scroll of paintings in one hand. He did not disturb the peace of practicing Qigong and even watched with interest.

Anle may not have noticed the old man, and even if he noticed, he would not want to leave him at this moment.

With the flow of fetal breath and mind, he controlled the bamboo sword Qingshan to rise into the air. The energy and blood in the body flowed like a rushing river. Anle's body jumped forward and moved in the tiger pose. The strength of the sword was contained in the sword. He punched out and hit the hilt of the Qingshan sword.

The boiling energy, blood and mind cling to the green mountain of the bamboo sword. The sword bursts out like a cannonball, as fast as lightning behind the clouds, and plunges hard into the trunk of the old locust tree.

The bamboo sword has no edge, but the old locust tree it is inserted into is ecstatic.

The bark on the trunk of the old locust tree was even exploded by the insertion, and was scattered by the force, leaving a smooth surface.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple stood at the door, his long eyebrows slightly drooped and his wrinkled face staring blankly at the tattered bamboo sword stuck in the old locust tree. The bamboo sword's blade was shaking gently.

Vaguely, the old man seemed to hear the clear and cheerful sound of the bamboo sword Qingshan.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the young man's words when he first held the bamboo sword, "I see how charming the green mountains are, and the green mountains should be like this when they see me."

The old man suddenly chuckled, his regret was like snow on the mountain, and when the sun rose, his smile disappeared.

The young man and Qingshan met each other late.

The bamboo sword that has been with him for three hundred years may have found its new owner.

very nice.


Chapter completed!