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"Master, why don't you believe me?"

Skill books were thrown everywhere, and Ye Xuan had already learned a thousand of them.

He rubbed between his aching brows, and the thirty books he had agreed upon were all piled up in a mountain now, even if he could learn them in an instant, it would be enough to make people bored.

"Heavenly genius, heavenly genius!"

Sword God patted him on the shoulder, couldn't help but said, his face was full of excitement.

"Master?" Ye Xuan was a little puzzled.

"Ok!"

The sword god agreed, hesitated again and again, but heaved a long sigh.

The God of the River asked: "With such a good apprentice, what are you still hesitating about? Why don't you give him all you have learned in your life?"

"...Although he has learned it, he only has a form, but no soul."

Sword God put his hands behind his back, looking a little lonely and regretful.

Ye Xuan was puzzled: "Soul?"

"Show me the Immortal Poetry Sword again."

The Sword God stared at him, with a faint gleam in his eyes.

Ye Xuan nodded, and after exhaling, he cast the Shixian Sword, which was extremely powerful.

The God of the River couldn't help but said, "Isn't this very good?"

"Then let's see what the real Poetry Sword looks like..."

As the sword god said, a precious sword appeared while waving his hand, and he was tall and straight, like an inviolable god of war.

"I have a sword that can break the sky!" The sword god looked at everyone.

At this moment, the surrounding scenery began to change, and everyone was shocked by this scene, immersive.

"So strong..."

Ye Xuan swallowed and spit.

But soon, the Sword God coughed violently, and everything came back to reality.

The God of the River shook his head: "It turns out that you have been injured like this, so you should stay here."

"But if I don't go to deal with the Demon King, who will?"

Sword God wiped the coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, he seemed very tired.

"Master, I'll go!" Ye Xuan said solemnly at this time, "I have learned thousands of sword moves, maybe..."

"Maybe? Nonsense!"

The sword god looked at him, with his hands behind his back, like an ordinary grandfather: "You can't even compare with the river god, how can you defeat the devil?"

"This……"

Ye Xuan lowered his head slightly, really powerless.

But the River God was unwilling: "Why do you compare me?"

"Son, it's fine if you want to defeat the Demon King, but you must first learn my Poetry Immortal Sword thoroughly here and defeat the River God, otherwise I won't let you out."

The sword god didn't pay attention to it at all, but said to himself.

"Okay!" Ye Xuan knew that this was a good way to improve his strength, "But... how should I do it?"

"The Immortal Sword of Poetry requires a kind of artistic conception, which can be exported into poetry."

"I'm ashamed to say that this sword technique was not created by me alone, but was jointly created by Shixian and Shixian."

"It's a pity... I didn't protect him well during the battle between immortals and demons."

……

"artistic conception……"

Ye Xuan murmured softly, frowned slightly, and began to think hard.

He rubbed his chin: "These two words are easy to say, but how can we express them?"

On the other side, the Sword God has already finished expressing his emotions, and when it comes to the most important point of Shi Xianjian, that is - comprehension!
"Without comprehension, it will be difficult to master the real Poetry Sword."

After the sword god finished speaking, he turned and closed his eyes.

Ye Xuan recalled the feeling just now: "Master's artistic conception is very high, it makes people feel immersive, is it because of the experience?"

He scratched his head, unable to understand at all.

"Go, block the way out."

The sword god turned to look at the river god.

"Ah? Why?" Xiao Jiu who was standing beside her was not happy.

"Until he has thoroughly learned the Poetry Immortal Sword, he cannot go out."

The Sword God said indifferently, and the River God turned and left, disappearing in place almost instantly.

Xiao Jiu wanted to stop it but couldn't.

Sword God stared at Ye Xuan: "Instead of working behind closed doors here, it's better to go out for a walk."

"Thank you for your teaching, Master."

Ye Xuan nodded, then turned around and left the tree hole, walking aimlessly in the woods.

Natasha followed closely behind.

However, Xiao Jiu was stopped by the sword god: "Do you know that you are a genius in sword practice?"

"I... a wizard?"

Xiao Jiu was taken aback, very surprised.

"That's right, even though it's not as good as that kid, it's absolutely incomparable." The Sword God nodded slightly.

"Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?"

Xiao Jiu was puzzled.

The sword god took out a skill book: "This is another unique skill of mine. It can combine human and sword into one, and even transform into a sword with one's body."

"Is it great?"

Xiao Jiu leaned over, very familiar, as if she was facing her own old man.

"Of course, after you learn it thoroughly, you can easily kill mid-level devils." The Sword God nodded slightly.

"Then can I learn?"

Xiao Jiu's eyes glowed, and she couldn't help asking.

Sword God handed out the skill book: "Go, I hope to see your growth."

"Then... should I also call you Master?"

Xiao Jiu's face was full of joy, unexpectedly, she got a cheat book just like that.

"Of course, just don't use your mind-reading skills indiscriminately, it will be annoying." Sword God still closed his eyes.

At their level, they can completely feel it.

"Sorry……"

Xiao Jiu was a little embarrassed, and tried many times to read minds, trying to know what the two gods were thinking, but failed, and was even noticed.

Soon, she left the tree hole, but Ye Xuan and the others had disappeared: "Che, you're walking so fast."

Since you can't find it, learn it here!

Xiao Jiu took out the skill book, followed the above steps to start learning, and gradually entered the state.

On the other side, Ye Xuan was sitting under a tree, holding Natasha's hand, thinking about the so-called artistic conception.

And at this moment, the main city of the Demon Race, inside the castle.

"Those old guys asked me to plunder the resources of this world. They never expected that I would become an intermediate."

The Demon King was sitting on the throne, holding a wine glass in his hand, talking, he couldn't help laughing up to the sky, it was very happy.

He licked his lips: "From now on, this world belongs to me."

As for the tasks given by the elders?It doesn't matter, anyone who dares to come over and teach him a lesson will not even think about surviving!
"I would also like to thank those few who came to make trouble."

The Demon King said thoughtfully.

"Master Demon King, I found this on the street." Suddenly a man ran over, holding a piece of glued paper in his hand.

"Isn't this something cold?"

The devil raised his hand to take it, feeling a little emotional, but when he saw it, his eyes froze, staring at the portrait on the paper in a daze.

He looked at his severed finger: "It turned out to be him?"

Leng Xue once said that she had disguised the person in that portrait.

did not expect……

After removing the disguise, it turned out to be the person who had broken his own finger, what a narrow road for enemies.

"Interesting."

There was a vague smile on the Demon King's face.

Leng Xue has a habit of drawing the original appearance of people who meet disguised faces, and then kills them.

It was precisely this habit that made him find the object of revenge.