Chapter 270 [Sword Controlling Technique Breakthrough, Level ]

Liver experience also requires skills, it is not something that can be achieved by just working hard.

When you are alive, you must learn to be smart and get twice the result with half the effort.

It would be foolish to stick to one path to the end.

Li Chengqian boasted that he still had some brains.

Along the way, he has basically figured out the routine of gaining experience.

I work so hard, but my experience points are gained at a pace slower than a snail.

At the end of the day, it may not increase at all.

Not even moving.

This method is obviously not feasible.

Even when it comes to the liver, one must be strategic and seek ways and methods.

For example, before, practicing in the killing sword intent of the old sword was a good method.

But now, his sword-drawing skills had broken through the seventh level, and the killing sword intent was of little help to him.

It's okay to practice sword-wielding skills in it, and at least you can gain some experience points.

But as for the sword-drawing technique, it didn't move at all.

Fortunately, he has been practicing sword-wielding skills recently, so this killing sword intent can still come in handy.

Old Jian Tiao was also very generous and allowed him to practice in it.

"This kid is simply a monster..."

The female shadow couldn't help but sigh.

She had existed for as long as the heaven and earth, and as bright as the sun and the moon. In all those ten thousand years, she had never seen such an enchantment.

The sword intent of killing, just like the literal meaning of the name, the meaning of "killing" is very clear.

However, this kid was practicing inside.

It was originally a hell, but for him, it became a place with the right time and place, a treasure land for cultivation.

"Maybe, he really is the one."

Unify the world and reshape the "one" of heaven.

Old Jian Tiao had some vague guesses in his mind.

When they were at the covered bridge, the middle-aged scholar came to see her more than once.

In fact, she had noticed Chen Pingan a long time ago.

But, at that time, he was very ordinary.

Even more ordinary than ordinary people.

If you put it in a crowd, you can't find it at first glance.

The only difference is probably his character.

Too kind.

Even a slight Madonna.

In troubled times, there is no need for a saint.

Even a sage will not save those who are doomed to die.

But that young man might be saved.

This is Chen Pingan.

To be honest, although she admired this character, she looked down on him. However, she didn't know when Chen Pingan had changed drastically.

That bit of Madonna's heart no longer exists.

Now he is black-bellied and ruthless.

Maybe with good intentions, but not much.

He has his own path, his own way, and his own heart, and is not influenced by the outside world.

As long as such a person does not die, he is destined to dominate the world and intimidate all living beings.

When he should be kind, he looks like a gentle, easy-going and kind-hearted man. Old Jian Tiao treats him like an ordinary small town person when he has seen him, and does things casually without being disdainful.

In response to the sweet thanks from the rescued little girl, he would smile faintly, wave goodbye to the little girl, and give her a candy.

However, when you turn the corner and encounter this evil guy, your heart will tremble with fear at his brutality.

He has good intentions, the means, is decisive in killing, and has practiced hard enough.

"It's hard for such a person not to become a superior person!"

The female shadow nodded slightly.

The test agreed upon between the two has not yet come, but for her, the test is already very satisfying.

Deep down, she has already recognized this person.

However, facing the counterattack of the Heavenly Dao and the people behind the scenes fanning the flames, how can he face it?

She was very curious about how to do it and to what extent.

Looking forward to it too.

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

She has been around for who knows how many years, and there are not many things or people that can interest her.

The waves in my heart had remained unchanged for thousands of years. But now, they were moved by the young man in front of me.

[Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin 1/6000 (Level )]

"Finally a breakthrough!"

The young man stood in the middle of the sea of ​​killing, holding a sword in his hand, with a happy look on his face.

That smile was as if he had tasted some delicious food, but when you looked closely, it was like a satisfied groom on his wedding night.

There are many kinds of smiles, such as fake smile and fake smile.

The smile that reaches into the eyes is beyond words and quite contagious.

The female shadow discovered that she seemed to be affected by that smile, and she felt happy about it.

These days, the young man practiced day and night without sleep and she saw it all.

With such hard work, it’s natural that one wants to gain something.

The moment you break through the realm, boundless joy surges into your heart.

A great sense of achievement!
This is happiness!
After making a breakthrough in sword-controlling skills, Li Chengqian tried again, and sure enough, his experience points did not increase.

"This sea of ​​slaughter is useless to me..."

I couldn't help but sigh.

It took a lot of effort to find such a good place to practice.

But now it is useless.

It's really a headache.

"My sword-drawing and sword-controlling skills have both reached a bottleneck. How can I increase my experience points?"

It is completely useless to practice diligently and conscientiously.

“We must find a way to achieve twice the result with half the effort.”

When I walked out of the room, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and I was in a very good mood.

Zhigui was sleeping soundly on the recliner. Looking closely, the girl was quite beautiful.

There was the pride of a dragon on his face. Even when he was asleep, his brows were slightly wrinkled and he was very angry.

After being suppressed for so many years, it is natural that he is very angry.

Even though she has a room and a bed, she still prefers to sleep on a recliner.

I don't understand her logic.

Li Chengqian waved his hand slightly, and the true energy flowed, smoothing out the worry between her brows.

He walked out of the courtyard under the starlight.

The breeze blows on my face, the moonlight shines, my mind is empty and I feel particularly energetic.

At this time, I couldn't sleep at all.

"It's time to consider where to go next, and the plan needs to be further refined."

Heaven's counterattack is never simple.

"Qi Jingchun's cultivation is not weak, and he has three natal characters to bless him, but he still died in the end. I must prepare in advance to break this situation."

While I was thinking, I had already walked out of the alley.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at the covered bridge.

This place has long collapsed and turned into ruins.

It can be seen that someone has cleaned it up, and the stream is still gurgling.

Private school.

Under the light, a middle-aged scholar held a book in his hand and looked out of the dim light.

Under his gaze, the young man walked on the scattered starlight and went out of the town towards the creek.

Although it was dark, his steps were steady and not slow at all.

"What is he going to do..."

Qi Jingchun was puzzled and continued to watch.

Under the moonlight, the boy stopped by the stream for a moment, and deliberately avoided the covered bridge where the water level was the deepest, as the water there was much higher than other places.

He seemed to have chosen a section of the stream where the water was barely above his knees and stepped into it.

I don't know where the basket in his hand came from. Inside the basket was a smaller bamboo basket. He took off the large bamboo basket behind him.

He bent down and tied the small basket tightly around his waist.

He took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, and went into the water to catch shrimps.

"..."

"It's late at night..."

The Confucian scholar seriously suspected that this boy had some kind of problem.

"No, he is meditating!"

Soon, he found a clue.

"Is it because of the Heavenly Dao's counterattack?"

The middle-aged scholar frowned slightly and clenched the book in his hand.

(End of this chapter)