Chapter 1189： Torn Sword Pill

Although the sword pill is in the form of a sword, its essence is the practice of Qi, a method of absorbing the air of heaven and earth for its own use.

The ancient Qi practitioners pursued Qi practice to strengthen themselves in order to reach the realm of immortal life.

Although he has never heard of any practitioners who have really reached the realm of longevity, they continue the belief of human beings in pursuit of life.

The culture of the Zhou Dynasty is a sword. Rather than practicing swordsmanship, it is better to turn your belief into a sword.

"I read the sword, I thought of life, I thought of death, and I only wanted to have the thoughts of this life. What is the relationship between the past life and me?" Zhou Wen described the sword pill over and over again, and wanted to paint it like a sword.

At this time, Zhou Wen's description is no longer a sword shape, but his own belief. The sword is like its person, the sword is like its heart, and the strength of the sword is as strong as the sword.

"Rather take straight in the straight, not in the song." Zhou Wen's sword, which is peaceful and straight, is the most traditional Eastern sword style. The sword is like its own. This sword is a portrait of Zhou Wen himself.

But the sword portrayed in the wheel of destiny did not help Jianmaru advance to fear level.

"What's missing? What's missing?" Zhou Wen self-reflected. He had a hundred years of enlightenment and spent relatively little time on Qi training and Jian Wan.

I am not because Zhou Wen does not like to use swords, but because the practice of Qi is too monotonous. One practice and one enlightenment has summarized the essence of this vitality formula.

However, when his body is trapped, Zhou Wen can only think about it but cannot practice. Without this link, he lacks the most basic link and it is difficult to go further. Therefore, Zhou Wen did not spend too much time on practicing Qi. Surgery above.

Zhou Wen cut off sword by sword, and portrayed the sword pill over and over again. Each time the sword pill was drawn a little differently, but not one time he was able to settle on the wheel of destiny. Obviously he has not really found himself. Sword heart.

"What exactly is my sword heart? Killing? Guardian? Wanton? It doesn't seem to be." Zhou Wen found that he didn't seem to be able to understand his heart.

I failed again and again. Zhou Wen hadn't failed this way for a long time. The previous several vitality tactics went smoothly into fear, which made him a little bit fluttering. I felt that the remaining several vitality tactics were just a matter of time.

"Can't it work?" Once again, the sword pill on the wheel of destiny disappeared, leaving Zhou Wen slightly disappointed.

Sometimes the hardest thing to understand is not your opponent, but yourself, because people can see others but they cannot see themselves.

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

"With a mirror as a mirror, you can see its appearance, and a person as a mirror, you can see your own heart. I haven't met the person who can let me see myself, I am afraid that it is difficult to condense the true sword heart ..." Zhou Wenzhongbaibai Turn back a thousand times.

He knows his flaws, but he has no plans to give up and wants to find another way.

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

At the beginning, one sword cut Emperor Tian. He had personally experienced the horrible sword meaning of Sword of Killing Sword. No one knew the mood and belief in the sword better than him.

Zhou Wenwen, while recalling the killing of the fairy sword, continued to portray on the wheel of destiny.

Lu Bushun and others saw that Zhou Wen did not know how many swords were cut on the Sansheng Stone, but none of them could leave traces on the Sansheng Stone. Instead, the sword condensed in his hands was broken again and again, and they felt that they were not. I hope.

"Supervisor, can we think of a way to pass directly through this Wangchuan River without crossing the Naihe Bridge?" Lu Bushun said, looking at Wangchuan River.

An Sheng shook his head and said, "It is said that forgetting the Chuanhe River is the boundary between the yin and yang, and it is no longer a matter of distance from the yang to the yin. If you can pass without taking the bridge, there will not be so many grudges trapped in it. Forget the river. "

"But this is not the way to go. Master Wen's swordsmanship is so strong that he can't leave traces on the Sansheng Stone. This road may not work." Lu Bushun sighed.

"Overseer, why don't I go over and see first?" An Sheng suggested that he wanted to cross Naihe Bridge to find the whereabouts of Ouyang Lan and others.

"Wait a second." An Tianzuo said looking at Nai Heqiao.

Lv Dashun and others are a little strange, I don't know what An Tianzuo is waiting for, but what An Tianzuo said is military life, they dare not ask more, and can only wait.

On the other side, Zhou Wen's sword turned into a sword more and more like a fairy sword.

The more the sword sword pill looks like a fairy sword, the more illusive the outsider looks, looming as if it is about to disappear.

when!

A strange sound of a sword stunned Lu Bushun, who was talking. The crowd turned their heads, and saw Zhou Wen standing in front of the Sansheng Stone with his fists in the air, with an extra 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 sword.

With the waving of Zhou Wen's palm, the rubble on Sansheng Stone ~ www.novelhall.com ~ appeared one after another with sword marks, which was soon carved with the word Zhou Wen.

The strokes of the two characters are like sword-shaped swords, and the strokes of each one are filled with frightening swordsmanship. Just watching the two characters makes Lu Bushun and others chill on the back, and subconsciously recedes by half. step.

"What a terrible sword meaning!" After sober, all the people realized that it was just the sword meaning contained in the word.

Zhou Wenwen was engraved on the Sansheng stone, and it did not disappear like the names of An Sheng and Ge Er, and it was not known whether the names so carved were valid.

"Asheng, I'll cross the bridge with you to see." Zhou Wen retracted the dreaded sword pill and glanced at the information in the phone.

Fear: Incomplete Sword Pill (S-Class).

Although the name is somewhat problematic, it can be considered as expected, after all, it is his fear of sword pills made by imitating the fairy sword, not his own sword heart.

If it wasn't for the time to wait, Zhou Wen would not choose this path, or it would be safer to use his sword heart to promote fear.

"Overseer, should Master Wen and I go over to see it first?" An Sheng asked An Tianzuo again.

"Is the name carved like this count?" An Tianzuo didn't answer An Sheng's words, looked at her mother-in-law with white hair and asked.

"Just keep your name," said the white-haired mother-in-law calmly.

After listening to the turn, Zhao An Tianzuo walked towards Sanshengshi, while walking towards Sanshengshi, a strange figure appeared behind him.

It was a white humanoid armor-like creature. He hovered behind An Tianzuo, with a device similar to a rocket jet thruster behind, holding a sword in one hand, and a Gatling-like weapon in one hand. It looks like a modern single-armed robot.