Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu couldn't help but hold each other's little hands tightly because of this scene. They stared at the gray robe at the bow of the ship with their little mouths wide open.
This uncle seemed to be really powerful and scary.
They muttered at the same time.
Fortunately, Li Qiubai used his fingers instead of his sword.
The two sisters, who had not yet started, couldn't see the knack of it.
Otherwise, if they encountered such "swordsmanship" at such a young age, it was very likely that they would unconsciously develop a temperament of arrogance when they truly embarked on the path of the sword. They would feel that other swordsmanship was tasteless and difficult to swallow, so much so that it would be difficult for them to take a step forward.
As for Lu Mingliang, who was retreating quickly, he was scared silly by this "sword".
He had heard of the name of the Sword Immortal of Chang 'an for a long time, but seeing him in person was better than hearing about him.
Even if Lu Mingliang didn't cultivate in the sword, he couldn't help but feel his hair and hair stand on end. He had goosebumps all over his body.
Romantic had always been synonymous with sword cultivators.
It was true that other cultivators who had cultivated to the Ninth Realm and took half a step forward had extraordinary means and might not necessarily be weaker than the Sword Immortal.
However, the means of other cultivation sects would never be as shocking and memorable as the Sword Immortal. They couldn't be described as romantic.
Other people's spells were spells.
The sword of the Sword Immortal was more like a unique and eye-catching scenery that was worth constantly chewing and savoring.
Li Qiubai, for the cultivators of this generation who were born in Chang 'an, was a name that couldn't be avoided no matter what.
Sword after sword, he slashed out a monstrous reputation in Chang 'an. He slashed out the innumerable thoughts of later cultivators, and their hearts yearned for it.
Especially when he left behind a sword in Chang 'an City and then showed it again, it pushed his reputation to the peak.
He deserved to be called the leader of the path of the sword.
Lu Mingliang, who had just gathered his courage, was already sweating at the tip of his nose.
He looked at Li Qiubai who was standing on the bow of the ship and replied in a trembling voice, "The Lancang River has opened. The Water Cloud Platform will naturally open to guests. Cultivators of the Water Cloud Platform, make way immediately."
Stop?
How could they stop?
Fortunately, Sword Immortal Chang 'an was merciful. This "sword" was aimed at the Lancang River. It was only to deter them from coming out.
If this "sword" was really aimed at them, it would be able to sever Jiang Zhantian's finger. Who among the armored cultivators present would be able to resist it?
In the end, there would be countless casualties, and the Water Cloud Platform would not be able to escape the disastrous situation.
Formation? Godly armor?
Lu Mingliang couldn't help but feel that his ridiculous idea was ridiculous.
He was actually planning to rely on these external objects to stop a sword immortal?
It was the biggest joke in the world.
If these things could stop Li Qiubai, there would be more than three sword immortals in the world.
Li Qiubai had left him some leeway, and Lu Mingliang was naturally a man who knew how to adapt to circumstances.
Under his command, the dragon boats that formed a line immediately dispersed, opening up a passage in the middle.
At the end of this passageway, a towering bronze pagoda was floating on the surface of the river. The pagoda had a total of nine floors and was very similar to a tower.
On the body of the pagoda, there were densely packed cloud seals, which were profound and powerful.
This was the Water Cloud Tower, a top-grade artifact refined by the refiners of the Water Cloud Platform over a thousand years.
Every floor of the pagoda was connected by iron chains.
The iron chains were placed horizontally on the surface of the river. At a glance, thousands of iron chains were chilling, forming a shocking scene that would make anyone who saw it gasp in amazement.
The Water Cloud Platform was the Artifact Department of the Da Xia Kingdom. Apart from the Artifact Pavilion, which dared not claim to be superior to Tower A, no one else in the world could compare to it.
The Water Cloud Tower was one of the proudest creations of the Water Cloud Platform's refiners.
This was definitely the embodiment of the highest level of artifact refinement in the human race.
Lu Mingliang flew towards Li Qiubai's ship and stopped at a suitable distance from them. He bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Thank you, Sword Immortal Li, for showing mercy and not pursuing the Water Cloud Platform's crime of failing to appreciate kindness. Senior, this way please!"
He extended his right hand and made an inviting gesture.
Li Qiubai was very calm. He only nodded slightly and said, "Then let's go."
However, just as he was about to move, Li Qiubai's eyelids twitched as if he sensed something. He stopped moving.
"Let's wait for a while." The sword immortal suddenly smiled.
Lu Mingliang was startled. He immediately noticed the abnormality and looked to the side.
A young cultivator with a flawlessly handsome appearance stood proudly there, and his figure and bearing were extraordinary.
Lu Qingshan, who was lucky enough to witness the sword immortal severing the river with one finger, was still immersed in the lingering charm of Li Qiubai and his sword.
The layman enjoyed the show, while the expert appreciated the artistry.
Moreover, Li Qiubai's "sword" was meant to give him pointers.
Therefore, Lu Qingshan saw many clues from it.
One leaf in Great Peace City was a flying sword. Now, one sword had opened the Lan Cang River.
Lu Qingshan truly understood that although sword immortals and sword cultivators both had the word "sword" in their names, they were two completely different people.
At this moment, he was seriously comprehending Li Qiubai's sword and had already gained something.
He had unparalleled talent in sword arts that was comparable to Li Qiubai's. In his sea of consciousness, there was also Misty Six Words' half-saint sword art comprehension. The two were mutually corroborating and complementing each other.
Moreover, Lu Qingshan had not practiced the sword for nearly ten years for nothing. He had already reached a high level in the path of the sword. Now that he was being taught this sword move, it was reasonable for him to have some comprehension.
Lu Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The sword will in his chest became more and more vigorous, crisper and crisper. It continued to grow and circulate.
In his mind, many insights were corroborating each other.
Li Qiubai gave up sword moves for sword will and walked the path of sword immortals.
This was very powerful. However, this was only Li Qiubai's path, not Lu Qingshan's.
He only took the essence, qi, and spirit to corroborate his own sword art. He had already benefited a lot.
In the next moment, Lu Qingshan extended his finger and subconsciously gestured in the void.
Li Qiubai turned around and glanced at Lu Qingshan.
Others might not see anything, but how could he not see the abnormality?
Above Lu Qingshan's fingertip, there was an invisible Qi circulating. It was accumulating power and waiting to be unleashed, ready to gush out at any moment.
Obviously, Lu Qingshan had gained some insight from his sword art. He was only one step away from a breakthrough.
He was indeed somewhat perceptive. It was not in vain … to think so highly of him.
However, this seemingly simple final step was not so easy to break through.
Who knew how many people had been stuck at the door for their entire lives, unable to enter.
Of course, Li Qiubai had never experienced such a feeling in his life.
However, although he had never experienced such things, he had seen many of them.
If this brat could take this final step one day, then his sword strike today would not have been in vain.
The sword immortal thought so and withdrew his gaze.
On the other side, Lu Qingshan was silent. He gradually closed his eyes and kept recalling the scene when Li Qiubai cut the river with his finger. The divine text representing the Misty Six Characters in his Primordial Spirit gradually began to glow.
They were currently in the Lancang River. The river water was Mystic water, heavy and cold.
However, life was always tenacious. No matter where it was, there would always be corresponding creatures.
At this moment, in the Lancang River that was divided into two parts, an extremely strange carp jumped out of the water. It swung its tail and sank into the river again.
However, the Mystic water that weighed hundreds of kilograms splashed in all directions.
Water droplets filled the sky.
After Li Qiubai cleared away the cold mist, the Water Cloud Platform, which had not seen sunlight for a long time, finally saw the light of day again.
Under the reflection of the sunlight, the water droplets shone with colorful light.
Lu Qingshan abruptly opened his eyes. He bent his finger slightly and flicked it lightly. It was neither fast nor slow.
Li Qiubai, who had just withdrawn his gaze, suddenly looked to the side.
Huh? This kid …
He had actually learned the basics?
He muttered in his heart.
I misjudged him.
…
Smack.
Among the water droplets that splashed in all directions, one of them seemed to be bounced by an invisible force and drifted away in an instant.
Everyone heard the sound.
Lu Mingliang, who was waiting quietly on the side, also suddenly widened his eyes. His gaze followed the inconspicuous water droplet and kept moving forward.
Thump.
The water droplet moved forward and collided with another water droplet. Soon, the two droplets connected and made a small but crisp sound.
But it was far from over.
Two drops.
Three drops.
Four drops.
Five drops.
.....
Ten drops.
A hundred drops.
A thousand drops.
Every time they collided, a crisp sound would be heard.
The tinkling sounds were played together like a piece of pipa music.
The noise was intertwined. Pearls big and small fell on a jade plate.
The water droplets all over the sky were connected into a line.
The ice spring was cold and the string was condensed. The condensed water did not stop for a moment.
Finally, the music stopped.
At this moment, silence was better than sound.
The water droplets had condensed into a sword.
A water sword.
The silver bottle broke and water splashed.
The water sword spiraled forward and shot straight at a metal chain that spanned the river.
Like a dragon drawing water.
This sword seemed to have cut through space.
When it was still a short distance away from the metal chain, the light around the water sword was strangely distorted.
Immediately, the water sword disappeared in an instant. Not even an afterimage was left behind. Only a breeze was left behind as the water sword moved forward.
Clang!
The next moment.
Where the metal chain was, a breeze also blew past. The light was distorted and changed.
The water sword that disappeared suddenly reappeared and attacked the metal chain.
The cold ice on the metal chain instantly turned into powder and scattered.
In the next moment, a sky full of Sword Qi burst out from the water sword.
The water sword was just a line, but it was wrapped in a shocking Sword Qi and Sword Intent.
As if to annihilate all things, a withered and dead air flashed past.
The True Meaning of Nirvana.
The Sword Intent on the river surface was awe-inspiring. It was unclear whether it was the Sword Immortal's Sword Intent that dissipated or Lu Qingshan's Sword Intent that arose.
Clang! Clang!
The rumbling sounds were endless.
The Sword Qi began to pour down like a silver river and pierced the metal chain.
There was a soft pop.
The metal chain made of Millennium Darksteel finally could not bear the weight and was pierced, revealing a hole.
The metal chain made by the Water Cloud Tower's artificers was actually a part of the Water Cloud Tower's formation.
Although the formation was now restrained and its power was not obvious, the metal chain itself was extraordinary. Even a Soul Formation sword cultivator might not be able to cut through it in a short time.
But now, the metal chain was easily pierced through by a Realm Five sword cultivator with a flick of his finger.
It was an extremely ingenious move.
Lu Mingliang was dumbfounded.
He never would have thought that a Realm Eight cultivator like himself would one day be shocked by a Realm Five sword cultivator to such an extent.
On the other side, Lu Qingshan repeatedly recalled the sword strike he used like a dragon emerging from water. He wanted to engrave this feeling in his mind.
In his Nascent Soul, the strange symbol that represented the word "return" on the exquisitely shaped Divine Origin Character had already begun to shine. Lines of lines were drawn like iron and silver hooks.
Golden light and divine light shone.
Under the golden light, the strange symbol gradually separated from the Divine Origin Character of the Misty Six Characters and floated above Lu Qingshan's sea of consciousness.
In the next moment, specks of starlight escaped from it.
In the blink of an eye.
The word "return" had disappeared into thin air, turning into starlight that scattered all over the sky. Not a trace of it could be found.
This was because …
At this moment, Lu Qingshan finally understood the secret of the word "return".
The Spring Breeze Return from before was actually just a sword move in its embryonic form.
But now, the Spring Breeze Return could be called an ultimate technique.
It was an ultimate sword technique that he had comprehended and created on his own.
It was a fast sword technique that was as bright as the sun and the stars, and its sword light was like a rainbow. It pursued extreme speed, but its power was also extraordinary.
It seemed like a simple sword move, but it contained countless complicated sword moves and awe-inspiring sword intent.
There was Wind Slayer, Seven Absolutes, Nirvana, Slaughter, and Immortality …
There was also the word "return" and Li Qiubai's Divine Sword.
But there were only some, not all.
The essence, Qi, and spirit at the core were Lu Qingshan's own.
Lu Qingshan put down his finger and exhaled softly.
After this sword move, he released the majestic sword intent that had been accumulating in his chest for a long time. He felt extremely carefree.
"Kid Lu, what's this move called?" Li Qiubai was interested and took the initiative to ask.
Until now, there were too few sword techniques that could catch his eye.
Lu Qingshan's sword did it.
"The Spring Breeze Return," Lu Qingshan replied.
Today, Li Qiubai cut the river with a finger.
He, Lu Qingshan, could summon the Spring Breeze Return with a sword move.
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