Lu Qingshan nodded and stretched out his right hand. On his fingertips, a mysterious and indescribable force of heaven and earth emerged. It gradually condensed and turned into a blood-red light visible to the naked eye!
This ray of light contained the profundity of the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and it was the most essential thing.
This kind of existence that touched the force of heaven and earth was called artistic conception.
The artistic conception of a swordsman was called sword intent.
The sword intent that Lu Qingshan mastered was born from slaughter. Of course, it was called the Slaughter Sword Intent.
With another thought from Lu Qingshan, a beam of Sword Qi appeared in his hand. The blood-red Slaughter Sword Intent fused into the Sword Qi, becoming one. They blended together, no longer distinguishing between the two.
Boom!
Lu Qingshan threw out this strand of sword Qi. The sword Qi was like a fish in water in the murderous aura. It let out a sonic boom that could only be heard after a flying sword broke through the speed of sound. It flew extremely far away and eventually hit the stone wall of the palace, blowing out a hole.
These palaces were made of extremely hard minerals. Even the fierce battle before did not cause much damage to them. But now, a ray of sword Qi merged with the Slaughter Sword Intent had such power.
This was the power of artistic conception.
Artistic conception was an extremely mysterious feeling. It was difficult to describe with words, and there was no fixed way to master it.
If you understood it, you understood it. If you did not, you had no clue. To be specific, it was to have a certain affinity and understanding of the nature of the force of heaven and earth.
At the same time, artistic conception was also divided into strong and weak ones.
The Slaughter Sword Intent, even among the many artistic conceptions, was one of the strongest.
This was because even though it wasn't too miraculous, it had an extreme performance in terms of attack.
This was also the strongest sword intent among the artistic conceptions that sword cultivators could follow.
Sword cultivators used killing to prove their Dao. Almost all of the famous high-level sword cultivators had comprehended the Slaughter Sword Intent. Lu Qingshan was the same in his previous life.
As such an extreme and powerful sword intent, a cultivator who could comprehend it at the Foundation Establishment Stage was unimaginably rare.
At this moment, Lu Qingshan's heart was filled with boundless joy. The feeling of breaking through his own mental state and comprehending that bit of power in the Heavenly Dao was extremely wonderful.
Glowing words appeared on the interface.
"Comprehension of the Concept!"
[Slaughter Sword Intent] (Weak): An extreme attacking intent that can increase one's killing power.
"Ability upgrade! …" Your soul has been upgraded (Divine Sense + 50). "
.....
Dantai Qingrun quickly moved through the Demon Spirit Graveyard.
"Lu Qingshan …" Her heart was burning with anxiety.
After taking the spirit congealing pill, it took only a few hours for her to expel all the evil qi in her soul.
She didn't dare to waste even the slightest bit of time. She, who had fought two rounds in a row, didn't even have the time to recover to her normal state before hastily entering the Demon Spirit Tomb.
"You must stay alive." Dantai Qingrun prayed in her heart.
Suddenly, more than ten beasts appeared in front of her. They looked like they were running for their lives, and their hearts were trembling with fear.
Dantai Qingrun's cold eyebrows raised. The Hidden Spirit Sword shot out, accompanied by a rumbling sound. Like a stick of candied haws, seven or eight beasts were pierced through by Dantai Qingrun's flying sword. They couldn't be more dead.
The remaining beasts didn't expect to just leave the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den. They couldn't help but tremble.
"What's the situation?" Dantai Qingrun, who had killed a chicken to warn the monkey, began to interrogate these beasts.
.....
In the cold pond.
The moment the evil qi began to gather, the speed of the Demon Spirit Inheritance was already nearing the end.
On the Western Rat King's body, a strange shadow appeared. As the demon runes and evil qi continued to pour into its sea of consciousness, this shadow was also growing at an extremely fast speed.
Gradually, the shadow that shrouded the Western Rat King's body had a specific form.
It was a white tiger soul shadow with a body as white as snow and without any other hair. It was extremely majestic.
Howl!
The white tiger soul shadow let out a soft howl. The sound of thunder echoed in the wilderness, and the howl caused the wind to blow.
The Western Rat King's body flickered with mysterious dao runes. These dao runes floated out, suspended in the air, and gathered to form a star chart.
The white tiger soul shadow leaped into the star chart, and its body disappeared.
And on the star map, there were countless more extremely complicated lines.
This star chart constantly rotated and shrank. Finally, it slowly fell and branded itself on the Western Rat King's forehead, between its eyebrows.
One could faintly see that the final shape of the star chart was the word "King".
In the next moment, the Western Rat King slowly opened its eyes.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
"Oh my god! What the hell! " Two streaks of blood-red light shot out from its rat eyes and bombarded the cold pond, causing water to splash everywhere. The Western Rat King was caught off guard, and it gave itself a fright.
After it came back to its senses and received the information that kept surging out from its memories, the Western Rat King's expression gradually became wild and unbridled. It was wild with joy. "I, Rat King, finally have an attack method?!"
"The road is too long. Don't be too arrogant. It's hard to say who will be the most glorious in life!" The Western Rat King was finally unable to restrain its joy. It swayed on the spot, and the tuft of red hair on its head kept fluttering. "I, Rat King, am going to become the master and start a glorious demon life!"
After venting the wild joy in its heart, the Western Rat King finally thought of something. It glanced around and found that there was no one around. It wondered in bewilderment, "Where did he go? Why did he disappear? Lu Qingshan, that heartless person, didn't abandon Rat King just like that, right? "
At this moment, it sensed an indescribable yet familiar fluctuation.
"This is?" The Western Rat King did not hesitate. It turned into a black shadow and flashed in the direction of the fluctuation, ready to investigate what was going on.
"Gasp!" The Western Rat King sucked in a breath of cold air. It was dumbfounded.
The ground was littered with demon corpses, demon skulls piled up into mountains, and Lu Qingshan, who was covered in blood. Everything was reflected in its eyes.
The moment it saw all of this, it understood what Lu Qingshan had done for it while it was receiving the inheritance.
The Western Rat King's body trembled slightly. Its black eyes were bright and watery as it stared at Lu Qingshan affectionately. "Lu Qingshan, I knew it … Although you usually ignore Rat King, that's only because you're not good at expressing yourself. In your heart, the most important person will always be me."
"Rat King has lived for so long, and only you would place me at the top of your heart." The Western Rat King felt that its heart was about to melt.
"Shut up!" Lu Qingshan, who was disgusted by the Western Rat King, felt a chill in his heart. He could not stand this idiot anymore.
The Western Rat King covered its mouth and looked at Lu Qingshan in confusion.
Lu Qingshan glanced at the Western Rat King, whose aura had changed greatly. He knew that it must have received a lot of benefits this time.
Suppressing the urge to beat up the Western Rat King, Lu Qingshan asked, "Have you entered the Yin Mound to check out the situation? Since the Gengjin Tiger King left his inheritance in the Yin Mound, the treasures he left behind should be placed in the Yin Mound like the inheritance. "
"Squeak squeak squeak!" The West Rat King's eyes lit up as he shook his head vigorously.
"You can speak now." Lu Qingshan said helplessly.
"I was too busy looking for you. I didn't go down to check it out!" The Western Rat King said excitedly, "Really? The Gengjin Tiger King left behind treasures for me? "
Lu Qingshan nodded. "If there were treasures, it would most likely be in the Yin Mound."
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