Fantasy: I am in the desert, but the system lets me be the city lord

While Zhou Linxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Zhengyang and Wei Hongshen remained silent for a long time.

Zhou Lin didn't know what they were thinking, if he didn't leave now, could he stay and explain to them why he didn't change the color of the sword-testing stone?

He turned around calmly, as if nothing happened, but walked out the door lightly.

Only then did he let out a long breath, quicken his pace, hold his breath and walked out of the Kendo Pavilion along the spiral staircase!

And this time.

Wei Hongshen murmured: "Old Yan, am I not mistaken? Your lord's sword intent is... the top dark red color?"

Yan Zhengyang's face was blank and puzzled, as if he was answering Wei Hongshen's words, but more like talking to himself!

"That's not right, the murals on the first floor that test the talent of swordsmanship, my lord obviously didn't see the sword! Moreover, neither did the four paintings on the second floor..."

"But why, he made a random move, but the sword test stone judged the dark red sword intent?"

Zhou Lin didn't know at all.

Sword intent is divided into seven levels according to color.

It's rainbow colors.

Red is the highest and purple the worst.

The order is red orange yellow green blue blue purple.

Also.

For each level, the strength is also distinguished according to the depth of the color.

Like Yan Zhengyang.

He just passed yellow and reached orange.

This orange is fresh orange.

If his sword intent can be further advanced, it will have a dark golden effect.

Yan Zhengyang has been in the Sword Dao Pavilion all the time, and if he has nothing to do, he will hit the sword-testing stone.

So I am very familiar with the Sword-Testing Stone.

But now, he felt strange.

"Old Yan, do you think you will test the sword stone... something went wrong?"

Wei Hongshen asked a question that he thought was a joke.

But I just couldn't bear it.

How could the sword-testing stone be broken?
But if not broken.

Why does my lord ask me to practice acupuncture skills even though I have the top sword intent?
"You are broken, I am broken, even the sword-testing stone will not be broken!"

Yan Zhengyang glared at Wei Hongshen, but his heart was still restless.

He still didn't want to understand.

Since my lord has such a powerful sword intent, then the talent of swordsmanship...

Could it be that what he saw was not a needle, but a sword like a needle?
The heart sword is invisible, the adults told me.

There is a sword in your heart, and whatever you hold in your hand is a sword.

"Little Bao, you have dabbled in all weapons, have you ever seen a needle-like sword?"

Yan Zhengyang asked suddenly.

"A sword like a needle? How is it possible!"

Wei Hong shook his head deeply, and then said: "Your Excellency asked me if I have acupuncture skills, and I said no at the time."

"What? My lord asked you about... the exercises?"

Yan Zhengyang felt as if he had suddenly caught something in his mind.

"Yes, I recommended the hidden weapon technique to him at the time."

Wei Hongshen himself felt a little ashamed, what kind of hidden weapon does your lord have to learn with this top-notch sword intent?
"Hidden weapons... hidden weapons..."

Yan Zhengyang repeated these two words repeatedly.

at last.

He figured it out.

"I get it, I get it! What kind of acupuncture does my lord want... Your lord's sword intent is... a million swords! Hahaha!"

"What? Million Sword?"

Wei Hongshen was a little confused.

Have this sword intent?

"That's right, the Million Sword! My lord didn't say what kind of mural I saw before, but I restored the scene at that time! My lord's first painting was a needle! And the second floor The four paintings are two to five needles!"

"We thought it was a needle. Didn't know it. It was a shrunken sword!"

"If my guess is correct. My lord, when you see the third floor, there will be a hundred swords!"

"And at this level, there will be millions of swords!"

"My lord, you will always be my lord! The talent of swordsmanship is so terrifying!"

At the end, Yan Zhengyang shouted excitedly.

The sound spread outside the Sword Pavilion and into Zhou Lin's ears.

"Nimma, what's the situation? I'm so talented in swordsmanship?"

"Why are you kidding me?"

"With this ability, I will immediately go back to the Great Zhou Dynasty and become the emperor. Who the hell wants to hide in the desert and engage in real estate?"