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The sun rises and sets, the clouds roll and relax, the tide rises and falls, and the days on the desert island pass day by day.
A month passed quickly. During these days, Xiao Chen was immersed in the comprehension of the Four Seasons Sword Techniques.
?? Spring Thunder Slash and Burn the Eight Desolations, after being trained day and night, thousands of times, have become extremely proficient, and can be activated immediately as long as the mind moves.
It¡¯s just the third move Qiu¡¯s understanding, but it¡¯s still a mess with no clue at all.
Baishui's move of bleak autumn wind left such a deep impression on him that it had already been imprinted in his mind, making it difficult for him to extricate himself. It was difficult to think of other things that could represent autumn besides wind.
"The autumn wind is bleak, the autumn wind is bleak, but why is the autumn wind bleak?"
Xiao Chen casually slashed out a knife, and the four seasons of knife skills were running, the blade trembled, and an autumn wind rose out of thin air.
Wherever the autumn wind passed, the huge boulders shattered into pieces and turned into powder when the wind blew, and the boulders disappeared directly.
"No, I didn't realize it myself. No matter how powerful it is, there is no chance of improvement."
Putting the sword back into its sheath, Xiao Chen frowned and shook his head.
Putting the knife next to him, Xiao Chen lay on the ground, looked at the clouds in the sky, and fell into deep thought again.
The autumn wind is bleak. Why does the autumn wind have to be bleak?
???????????????????? Boom!
I don¡¯t know when, the white clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, billowing dark clouds filled the sky here, and the sound of muffled thunder rang out.
Tick ??tick.
A drop of rain fell on the tip of Xiao Chen's nose, and a chill suddenly penetrated, making people's spirits startled.
Xiao Chen suddenly felt something in his heart, why the autumn wind must be bleak, it just varies from person to person.
The trees are withered and withered, and the autumn wind comes, sweeping away all the fallen leaves with a sweeping force. It is domineering and cold, without a trace of humanity.
This is Baishuihe¡¯s understanding, but autumn is also cool, and the hot summer is unbearable. Autumn is coming, how can it not make people look forward to it physically and mentally, how can it feel a little bit desolate.
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Dark clouds covered the sky, and a drizzle that had been brewing for a long time fell from the sky. Xiao Chen's clothes quickly got wet, but he didn't feel cold at all, he only felt extremely cool.
"Qiu Yu, Qiu Yu, this is my way, my sword. Baishuihe, you are the Martial Emperor of the generation, the sage of swords. Since you have understood the bleak autumn wind, sweep away the fallen leaves from the world."
"Then I, Xiao Chen, will use Qiu Yu as a guide to compete with you."
In the heavy rain, Xiao Chen was soaked all over, but the expression on his face was extremely happy, and he laughed because he finally figured it out.
The vitality in the body began to circulate quickly according to the Four Seasons Knife Technique. The knife followed the heart and was swung slowly in the continuous rain.
With the dancing of the blade, the surrounding rainwater is pulled over, forming a thin water curtain behind the blade.
Sensing the power of the rainwater on the blade, Xiao Chen felt happy. The momentum condensed in his body converged on the blade and burst out suddenly.
A stream of sword intent shot out from the tip of the knife. Behind the sword intent, the sky was filled with rain. Tens of millions of raindrops quickly condensed.
All the rainwater in the sky was actually attracted by this knife, and finally formed a rippling wave of water, with the coolness of the knife.
The sword energy flew rapidly, sliding against the sea surface, and the vast sea was immediately divided into two halves, and it just split open.
The meaning in the knife is gentle and peaceful, which makes people feel extremely comfortable. Just like seeing a demure fairy, all the heat in the heart is gone forever.
But the power of the knife can even separate the sea water, which is no worse than the bleak autumn wind of Baishui River.
"It's done, let's call this gentle sword move Qiushui Yiren."
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, put away his knife and stood up. The rain that had stopped fell again.
Time passed slowly, and a month passed peacefully once again.
Xiao Chen is constantly familiar with the three moves he has already mastered, Spring Thunder Slash, Burning All the Wastes, and Qiushui Yiren.
The artistic conception of each sword is completely different and unique. It is all Xiao Chen's own experience and insights. Born out of the Four Seasons Sword Technique, but stronger than anyone else's Four Seasons Sword Technique.
There are still two moves left in the Four Seasons Sword Technique, namely the sword in winter and the sword in the cycle of seasons, both of which also require one's own understanding.
If according to whiteBy walking along the path of the river, Xiao Chen could immediately perfect the Four Seasons Sword Technique, but that would be meaningless and would be lost to everyone.
"Forget it, don't think about it for now. It's not easy for me to understand the three moves. This Four Seasons Sword Technique requires too much chance and enlightenment."
For the past thirty days, Xiao Chen has been thinking about the last two moves, but there has been no progress. Two months have been wasted, and he doesn't have much time left.
Things in the Tiandao Pavilion and the Xiao family in Mohe City will take a lot of time. There is only half a year before the Five Kingdoms Tournament, so we can't keep thinking about it.
On this day, the sky cleared and the sun shone.
On the deserted island, Xiao Chen simply practiced the first three moves of the Four Seasons Sword Technique, then stood up with the sword and started his journey.
Among the clouds, Xiao Chen moved forward quickly, the wind whined by his ears, and his long hair and clothes kept dancing.
Now that he has reached the realm of the Half-Step Martial Emperor, he can travel continuously in the air.
With a speed of four times the speed of sound, he was extremely fast, and the white clouds were constantly being left behind him.
Seven days later, the Thunder Emperor Valley, the gateway to the Tianwu Continent, appeared in his sight. Xiao Chen stopped and thought deeply.
Xiao Chen, who originally planned to fly over directly, changed his mind when he saw the eternal will of thunder in the sky.
With the help of the Blood Throne, he has already practiced the artistic conception of killing to the limit. Now he can no longer make progress in the killing test. He needs his own understanding.
???????????????? But his thunderous artistic conception is still in the realm of great achievements, a little far away from the limit. This endless thundering will in the Thunder Emperor Valley may be an opportunity for him.
With a decision in his mind, Xiao Chen descended from the clouds and fell towards the top of the canyon on both sides of the Thunder Emperor Valley.
In the Thunder Emperor Valley, there are people who have been comprehending the artistic conception of thunder all year round, and all of them are strong men who are half-step Martial Emperors. Seeing Xiao Chen's appearance, they frowned.
The immortal thunder will that lasts for thousands of years always swims slowly through the air along a predetermined route every time it appears.
Under this line, all the good spots have already been occupied.
And understanding the artistic conception requires a quiet environment, and the fewer people there are, the greater the effect will be. If there are more people, it will affect their own enlightenment.
Therefore, it is not easy to stay in the Thunder Emperor Valley. Those who have already gone up there do not welcome the new arrivals. They can even be described as disgusting.
Xiao Chen observed carefully at the edge of the canyon and discovered the direction in which the immortal thunder will moved among the billowing dark clouds.
I looked at the corresponding location below the line and found that there were no good locations, but it would work, so I thought about it and walked over.
"Where do you come from, this junior, who doesn't understand any rules? Is that what you can do in that place?" An old man in black scolded with anger on his face.
Another old man took the words and said in a nonchalant manner: "Just stand there. Only when someone here has succeeded in understanding, can you take over that person's position. This is the rule of Thunder Emperor Valley."
Xiao Chen paused slightly and said calmly: "If no one understands it, I will keep standing."
The man in black who spoke first closed his eyes and said without looking at Xiao Chen, "That's right, just wait a year and a half."
"Waiting for a year and a half, who are you kidding me? How could Xiao Chen have so much time? Without stopping, Xiao Chen continued to walk over.
The old man in black suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with light, and he said in a cold voice: "Take one more step, and you will never be able to leave."
Spring Thunder Slash!
Between the sky and the earth, countless snowflakes suddenly floated, and a thunder sounded.
Xiao Chen pulled out the Moon Shadow Knife like lightning, and the power of heaven and earth spread out from the blade, turning into a spring breeze and floating directly towards the old man in black.
"You don't know what you can do."
The old man in black sneered at first, disapproving, but when the spring breeze hit, the power of reincarnation of heaven and earth slowly came, and a huge pressure came.
He was somewhat horrified to find that he could not stand up under the soft spring breeze.
boom!
The spring breeze hit him, and the power of heaven and earth exploded. The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was directly blasted down, falling into the canyon with a few splashes of water.
Whoops!
On the top of the peak, all the old men who had closed their eyes in deep thought opened their eyes. Looking at the expressionless white-robed swordsman holding a long sword with a face full of surprise. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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