Chapter 1190

Although Jianwan is the form of sword, its essence is Qi training, a method of absorbing the Qi of heaven and earth for oneself.

In ancient times, Qi practitioners sought to strengthen themselves in order to achieve the ethereal realm of longevity.

Although it has never been heard that any Qi practitioners have really reached the realm of immortality, they continue the belief of human beings in pursuit of survival.

It is not so much to practice sword skills as to turn one's belief into sword in Zhou culture.

"I read sword, I read life and I read death. I only want to know my mind in this life. What's the relationship between my past life and my next life?" Zhou Wen portrayed Jianwan over and over again, trying to make it look like a sword.

At this time, what Zhou Wen depicted was not the shape of the sword, but his own belief. The sword was like the person, the sword was like the heart, and the edge of the sword was as strong as the heart.

"It's better to take straight than to seek in music." The sword portrayed by Zhou Wen is the most traditional style of Eastern sword. It is just like the person. This sword is a reflection of Zhou Wen himself.

However, the sword portrayed in the wheel of fate has not been able to promote Jianwan to the level of fear.

"What's missing? What's missing? " Zhou Wen's self reflection, his hundred years of enlightenment, spent less time on practicing Qi and sword pill.

It's not because Zhou Wen doesn't like to use sword, but because Qi practice is too monotonous. One practice and one realization has summed up the essence of this Yuanqi formula.

But when his body is trapped, Zhou Wen can only think but can't practice. If he loses the link of practice, he lacks the most basic link and it's hard to go further. Therefore, Zhou Wen doesn't spend too much time on Qi training.

Zhou Wen cut the sword again and again, and depicted the sword pill again and again. Each time he drew a different sword pill, but none of it was able to be firmly in the wheel of fate. Obviously, he had not really found his sword heart.

"What is the heart of my sword? slaughter? guard? do what one wishes without restraint? It doesn't seem to be Zhou Wen found that he did not seem to be able to understand his heart.

He failed again and again. For a long time, Zhou Wen had not failed like this. The previous Yuanqi Jue turned into fear smoothly, which made him feel a little elated. He felt that the remaining Yuanqi Jue turned into fear only sooner or later.

"Still not?" Once again, Jianwan, portrayed in the wheel of fate, disappeared, which made Zhou Wen a little disappointed.

Sometimes the most difficult to understand is not the opponent, but oneself, because people can see others, but can not see themselves.

Before there was no mirror, no one knew what he looked like. It can be said that he was the most familiar stranger.

"With the mirror as the mirror, you can see its appearance, with people as the mirror, you can see your heart. I haven't met the person who can let me see myself, I'm afraid it's difficult to gather the true heart of the sword..." Zhou Wen's heart turns a thousand times.

He knew where his defect was, but he didn't intend to give up and wanted to find another way.

"Since I haven't been able to understand my heart, can I replace it by other ways?" Zhou Wen thought of the sword.

At the beginning, he had personally felt the terrible meaning of killing immortal sword. No one understood the artistic conception and belief of the sword better than him.

While recalling the sword of killing immortals, Zhou Wen continued to portray it on the wheel of fate.

Seeing that Zhou Wen had cut many swords on the Sansheng stone, Lu Fushun and others didn't know how many swords he had cut, but they didn't leave any traces on the Sansheng stone. Instead, the swords condensed from his hands were broken again and again, and they all felt that they were hopeless.

"Governor, can we find a way to go directly over the river without passing through Naihe bridge?" LV Fushun looked at the river and said.

Ansheng shook his head and said, "it's said that the river is the boundary between yin and Yang. It's no longer a matter of distance from the Yang world to the Yin world. If you don't take the bridge, you can go there, and there won't be so many resentments trapped in the river."

"But it's not the way to go on like this. Master Wen's sword skill is so strong that he can't leave a mark on the Sansheng stone. I'm afraid the road is impassable." Lu Bu Shun sighed.

"Governor, shall I go and have a look first?" Ansheng suggests that he want to cross Naihe bridge to find the whereabouts of Ouyang LAN and others.

"Wait a minute." An Tianzuo looked at the direction of Naihe bridge and said.

Lu Dashun and others are a little strange. They don't know what an Tianzuo has to wait for. But what an Tianzuo says is military orders. They dare not ask more questions, so they have to wait.

On the other hand, the sword in Zhou Wen's hand is more and more like the sword of killing immortals.

The more sword pill looks like killing immortal sword, the more illusory it is for outsiders. It seems that it is about to disappear.

When!

A strange sound of sword startled LV Fushun who was talking. They turned their heads and saw Zhou Wen standing in front of Sansheng stone with his bare hands. There was a foot long sword mark on the indestructible Sansheng stone.

Next, they only saw Zhou Wen's palm waving in the air, as if holding an invisible invisible sword.

With the waving of Zhou Wen's palm, the stone on the Sansheng stone splashed, and there were sword marks one after another. Soon, Zhou Wen was engraved.

The strokes of those two words are like the edge of a sword, and there are frightening sword meanings between each stroke. Just watching those two words makes LV Fushun and others feel cold on their backs and subconsciously step back.

"What a terrible sword After waking up, many people realized that it was just the sword meaning contained in the words.

The two characters of Zhou Wen were rigidly engraved on Sansheng stone. They didn't disappear like the names of Ansheng and ya'er. I don't know whether the names carved in this way are valid or not.

"Ah Sheng, I'll cross the bridge with you and have a look." Zhou Wen takes back the scared sword pill and takes a peek at the information in his mobile phone.

Fear: incomplete sword pill (s level).

Although there are some problems with this name, it's expected that it's not his own sword heart but his fear sword pill, which is made by imitating the killing immortal sword.

If he didn't really have time to wait, Zhou Wen would not choose this path. It would be safer to promote fear with his own sword heart.

"Governor, would you like me and master Wen to have a look first?" Ansheng asks for instructions from an Tianzuo again.

"Is it a name carved like this?" An Tianzuo didn't answer an Sheng's words. Looking at her white haired mother-in-law, she asked.

"Just leave your name." She said calmly.

An Tianzuo turns around and walks towards Sansheng stone. At the same time, a strange figure appears behind him.

It's a white human shaped armor like creature, which floats behind antanzo, with a device similar to a rocket thruster behind him, a sword in one hand and a Gatling like weapon in the other. It looks like a modern individual robot.