Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 288 287. [Sword Cutting Immortal Picture! 】

The female cultivator's appearance at this time was quite miserable, her silver-white hair was disheveled, her Taoist robe and face were stained with blood, and there was a bloody penetrating wound on her abdomen.

The expression on Liu Liqiao's face was panicked and uneasy, so pitiful, it was hard not to feel sympathetic.

But in the next moment, the sword light flashed.

Liuli's face and delicate body were divided into two!
Jiang Yun's eyes widened, and she looked dully at Jian Sansan who swung the sword.

Zuo Yu and Su Dai's brows also twitched. They didn't expect such an accident to happen. When they were hesitating whether to make a move, they were stopped by An Le's eyes.

Jian Sansan said angrily: "A phantom, dare to disturb me and persuade people to learn sword?"

He looked at An Le again, and asked eagerly as if he was licking a dog: "Fellow Daoist An, let's learn, anyway, there will be no loss."

On the other side, "Liu Li"'s body was indeed cut open by the sword light, but the strange thing is that there was no blood flowing out of her body, and her beautiful eyes widened and mourned, gradually dissipating in the air.

"Is she just an illusion?"

Hong Yingxue suddenly came to her senses, and was very surprised: "But why is it so realistic, even I have been fooled."

Not only her, but Su Dai and the others were completely unaware that "Liu Li" would be an illusion, and even Zuo Yu was deceived.

An Le was inexplicably alert and aware of the abnormality.

He frowned: "It seems that there is a force affecting our thinking."

The calling voice of "Lan Ruyu" was the same, but "Liu Li" used a different trick, which was more realistic.

On the other hand, Jian Sansan, although he seemed unreliable, he also saw through the falsehood immediately, so everyone looked up to him.

"If you don't have sword heart and sword taste, you will naturally be deceived by her."

Noticing their gazes, Jian Sansan started babbling again: "Friend Daoist An is different from you, he is of the same kind as me, so it is not unreasonable to say that if you want to train your mind, you must learn the sword first... "

An Le was a little overwhelmed by his thoughts, but he still forced himself to calm down and analyze the current situation.

"Whether it's Lan Ruyu's temptation or Liuli's cry for help, the purpose is very clear, that is to trick us into this tomb."

"In this case, no matter what happens next, as long as we don't enter the tomb."

Knowing this, An Le's thinking became clear. He could wait until two o'clock in the morning to explore the fairy tomb during the deduction. If it was too dangerous, he could wait quietly until dawn before leaving this cave.

Jian Sansan nodded and said yes: "Friend Daoist An is right!"

"Anyway, I'm idle now, so why not learn two swords, maybe it will be useful!"

An Le really couldn't figure out why Jian Sansan was so interested in promoting kendo to himself, but he was indeed annoyed by Jian Sansan's thoughts, so he happened to be fine right now, so he said.

"Since fellow swordsmen have said so, let's learn it."

"But let me tell you in advance that I don't know anything about swordsmanship, let alone the foundation of swordsmanship. I have only seen some ordinary swordsmanship."

An Le's understanding of swordsmanship is limited to the swordsmanship used by the people in the Taitai Dynasty. With his [War God's Posture] eyesight, he can easily see that these swordsmanship are full of flaws. It is useless to learn it. A punch in the past directly carefree.

He used the evil sword to kill the immortals and the giant sword turned from Zhenyang Stone before, and he didn't use any sword skills at all. He just relied on himself and the power of the sword itself to fight.

The former "Six Meridians Excalibur" was just a naming method out of the interest of peace and evil.

However, Jian Sansan didn't care about it at all, his eyes lit up and he said: "It's all right, I can smell it, you are a natural swordsman!"

"As long as you are willing to learn, everything is easy to talk about."

"First, you must have a sword."

Yang Yang on An Le's index finger immediately turned into countless small squares, reconstructed into a long sword of just the right size, and fell into his palm.

The sword feels warm and moist, not like gold and iron.

If you look carefully, it is actually a miniature version of the sword that An Le held after he turned into a giant. It is far less gorgeous and exquisite than some monks' flying swords, and it does not have dazzling divine light. It looks simple and unpretentious, but it is definitely hard enough. There was a cold glow on the front.

Seeing this long sword, Jian Sansan was startled, and then exclaimed: "A good sword, really a good sword!"

"It's been a long time since I saw such a good sword."

He was obviously a little tempted, and looked back at his sword of chaff not far away, and sighed silently.

"And, it turned out to be you."

Jian Sansan stared at An Le with burning eyes: "The sword light last night was you!"

He lowered his head again, and said to himself: "However, you were not the only one who got the sword, there are many people..."

An Le was a little surprised. He could discover these things just by looking at Yang Yang. This person's sensitivity in swords was a bit exaggerated.

He thought: "Is this the so-called sword idiot?"

An Le neither denied nor affirmed, but looked at the ancient book in Jian Sansan's arms, and asked, "Now that I have a sword, how should I learn it? Is it possible to practice according to these sword manuals?"

Jian Sansan shook his head, and opened the sword manual for him to have a look. Only then did Anle discover those books with old covers, which looked very good, and written such words as "Sword of Execution of Evil" and "Sword of Juechen". There is not even a word in it, it is just used to bluff people.

"What age is it? How can you still use the traditional sword manual to pass the sword?"

"But the elder brother said that the sense of ritual is very important, and maybe someone will take the bait... Ahem, is your heart moved?"

Hong Yingxue whispered in Anle's ear, "Is this guy really reliable?"

An Le also looked strange, but he still asked humbly: "So, how do you want to pass the sword?"

Jian Sansan didn't hold back, and said directly: "Junior brother Qin Li's sword drawing should be on the fellow daoist, right?"

An Le raised his eyebrows, but still took out the scroll from the storage bag.

"Sword drawing, open!"

Jian Sansan gave a soft drink, and the picture scroll flew out of An Le's hand, unfolding in front of everyone's eyes.

The moment it unfolded, a sword intent shot out of the sky, turning into thousands of divine lights, making it almost impossible for everyone to look directly at it!

For some reason, An Le was able to see the picture on the sword map through that ray of light.

In fact, there was nothing on this sword picture, it was just a blank scroll, but in An Le's perception, there were several sword marks on it.

There is a monstrous sword intent in the sword marks, and ordinary monks will feel sharp pain in their eyes just by looking at it!
Jiang Yun exclaimed in a low voice: "What a powerful sword intent!"

"It's much stronger than the senior sword cultivators in my clan. It's worthy of the Heavenly Sword Palace."

An Le was also a little startled: "The sword cultivator who left these sword marks must have touched the realm of the sword!"

"But Qin Li gave me such a powerful sword diagram?"

Seeing the astonishment on his face, Jian Sansan smiled triumphantly and said, "Hey, my junior brother is actually quite smart, he must have found some excuse to give this sword picture to you because he saw that you were destined to be with my Heavenly Sword Palace. you."

"When you open the book, you will realize the beauty of the way of the sword, and then go to him to observe other sword diagrams. Once you come and go, the fate will be deep."

Jian Sansan shook his head again: "Unfortunately, he is still not smart enough to smell the sword smell on you. How can this level of sword intent satisfy you?"

An Le's heart jumped. When he looked at these sword marks, apart from his initial surprise, he somehow felt that they were not subtle enough, as if something was missing.

But the problem is, he has never learned kendo at all, why can he see this?
An Le wondered: "Could it be... I'm really a genius at swordsmanship?"

At this time, Jian Sansan looked around, his sword-like sharp eyes swept across the platform of the sacred tree and beyond.

Many monks were secretly looking at the sword picture hanging in mid-air, intending to comprehend the meaning of the sword. At this time, Jian Sansan's eyes swept over them, and they couldn't help jumping in their hearts, and a slight chill appeared behind them.

Jian Sansan said loudly: "Fellow daoists, I know that you are peeping at the sword map of my Heavenly Sword Palace, don't worry, I have no intention of blocking it."

"I wish that everyone in the world would become sword cultivators, so that the way of the sword would become more exquisite, but I'm going to open the seal of this sword map, if people who are not skilled enough in the way of the sword come to see it, they will just ruin their lives for nothing! "

"That's all for now, gentlemen, please do it yourself!"

When Su Dai and the others heard the words, they silently looked away and stopped looking.

The next moment, Jian Sansan's sword tip lightly touched the sword picture.

Ding!
The extremely crisp chirping sounds sounded, and stimulated by the sword intent of Jian San San, the sword picture suddenly lit up with more brilliant brilliance, and countless sword qi rolled out, wreaking havoc around the sword picture, almost filling the nearby space, There is also the reverberation of the mysterious Taoism, which is full of temptation for monks.

Although Jian Sansan has issued a reminder, there are still many onlookers who do not believe in this evil.

An old man sneered and said: "He just said that on purpose because he was afraid that we would learn the way of swordsmanship. I want to see what is in this sword picture?"

Another sword cultivator with a sword showed greed on his face, and muttered to himself: "This is the sword from the Heavenly Sword Palace, how could I miss it?"

In the fairy tomb cave, on a broken planet, Xia Jingnian woke up leisurely. He opened his eyes in confusion, but disbelief and frustration still remained.

"I... actually lost?"

Soon, Xia Jingnian suddenly felt the emptiness in his body, and he was filled with shock and anger: "Where's my ancient dragon power? Where's my dragon blood? Where's my big dragon ball?"

He quickly groped around for a while, and was surprised to find that the cube magic weapon, which was omnipotent in the wilderness, disappeared without knowing when.

"puff!"

Xia Jingnian's blood surged up, his whole body trembling with anger, his face turned purple, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The white-haired old slave at the side hurriedly said: "My lord, calm down!"

"An... Le..."

Xia Jingnian gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out the word, but he had experienced the bloody selection of the Xia family after all, so he had a firm heart and quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Dragon blood, dragon balls, and magic tools are all external things. If they are gone, they will be gone. As long as I am still alive, I have a chance to make a comeback!"

He looked at An Le on the platform with hatred, and said in his heart: "You wait! What I lost, I will get it back with my own hands one day!"

At this time, Xia Jingnian noticed the radiant brilliance of the sword, and asked, "What is that?"

The white-haired old slave replied: "It's a sword drawing from the Heavenly Sword Palace, from which one can comprehend the supreme swordsmanship, but...it seems to be quite risky."

He repeated what Jian Sansan said earlier to Xia Jingnian.

Xia Jingnian's eyes flickered, and after hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind.

His current strength has been greatly reduced. If he can't find another way to regain his combat power, his status will only plummet.

"Besides, he can see Anle, but I can't?"

Thinking of this, Xia Jingnian calmed down and looked into the brilliance.

The old slave beside him was actually a little moved, so he didn't persuade him, but also looked at the opened sword diagram.

Not long after, suddenly, the white-haired old slave stared blankly, and said blankly: "There are a lot of sword lights..."

Bang!
His head exploded violently, blood, brains, and bone stubble were mixed together, spilling all over Xia Jingnian's body!
Xia Jingnian woke up suddenly, aware of a great crisis: "Not good!"

hum-

Suddenly a sword aura soaring into the sky appeared in his eyes!

Xia Jingnian only had to let out a scream when he was blinded by the sword light, and passed out again.

Naturally, this sword drawing was not aimed at the two of them. Many monks around who were peeping at the sword drawing also couldn't bear this unparalleled sword intent.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Heads exploded one after another, and in the brains that exploded, lines of sword energy formed vaguely, flying around.

These monks are often not alone, and there are some companions around them. They froze for a while, and then shouted: "Don't look! Don't look!"

But because there are quite a lot of people who covet the sword way of Heavenly Sword Palace to see the sword pictures, in an instant, several people either died on the spot or were blinded by the sword light.

Seeing this scene, Su Dai and Jiang Yun looked at each other, and they could see each other's panic.

Su Dai looked at An Le's side face worriedly again. She knew very well that An Le really didn't know the way of swordsmanship. Now that she hastily touched this kind of sword diagrams, she might be backlashed by the sword energy!
Hong Yingxue floated beside An Le, quietly looking at the sword picture, feeling strange in her heart: "This sword technique...seems to be the same?"

"I feel like I've seen it somewhere..."

At this time, An Le knew nothing about the changes in the outside world. The moment he saw the sword picture, his mind was immersed in it.

It turned out that those dazzling brilliance were not rays of light at all, but sword auras as thin as a hair, and each sword aura seemed to be wielding a sword by a sword fairy, and one could imagine his posture when he swung the sword.

Looking around, there are thousands of sword celestial beings dancing swords in this brilliance, crazily emerging in An Le's mind, in various poses and with different forms, none of them are the same.

The violent information used almost directly overwhelmed An Le's sanity, making him sweat profusely and turn pale.

The monks around couldn't resist the impact of the sword shadow, so their heads burst and they died.

"No, there is too much sword energy here, if this continues, my memory will be filled with it!"

An Le instantly sensed the danger, and his brain was running fast, looking for a solution.

"Could it be that I want to comprehend all the sword shadows here in such a short period of time?"

An Le tried to comprehend the true meaning of the sword qi, but the speed was extremely fast, engraving the sword light in his heart like a broken bamboo.

His talent in kendo is really extraordinary!

But soon, An Le realized the problem. His sword foundation was too weak, and every sword shadow was a strange thing to him. Besides, there were too many sword lights in the sword picture. If he wanted to crack them all, It is bound to take a long time.

By that time, I'm afraid that An Le's head will have exploded before he has fully comprehended it!
Thinking of this, An Le quickly changed his strategy and began to look for those who were particularly powerful in Jianguang.

He suspected that as long as he found the strongest sword intent in the sword diagram, he could break it.

Seeing An Le who was trying to comprehend and his complexion was getting paler and paler, Jian Sansan's complexion also became a little paler, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and he muttered to himself.

"It's over, it's over, did I smell the wrong smell? Isn't he the sword repair genius I thought?"

"If you play off..."

Jian Sansan glanced to the side from the corner of his eye, Xiang Tieta and Zuo Yu silently locked onto his aura, with unfriendly expressions on their faces.

Obviously, if something happens to An Le, Jian Sansan will also be buried with him!

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be..."

When Jian Sansan was burning with anxiety, An Le looked at the endless sword light in his eyes, and suddenly woke up.

He murmured in his heart: "It's wrong, it's all wrong."

Whether it is to dissolve every sword light, or to find the strongest sword from the light, it is all wrong solutions.

"A real sword should be able to cut everything."

An Le whispered to himself, his heart was clear and clear, and a clear understanding emerged, as if he had touched the unspeakable truth.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and the sword intent in his heart gradually increased.

In Anle's dantian, a ray of light lit up, becoming extremely bright and extremely dazzling!
In front of the villain Yuanying, the body of a sword slowly emerged, the more shapes appeared, the brighter the light became, this is not a sword learned from foreign objects, but Anle's own sword intent!

At the same time, An Le clenched the sword weapon transformed by Yang Yang, and with a long whistle, a monstrous sword intent burst out.

He stood up and swung his sword!

The sword in Yuan Ying's hand fell at the same time, as if overlapping with Yang Yang.

hum!
Tens of thousands of sword qi buzzed loudly in the sword picture, and then all broke apart under the sword light that cut everything.

Numerous exquisite sword styles shattered, disintegrated, and dissipated into the air.

In the next second, the brilliance of the sword drawing disappeared, and a sword mark emerged from the middle, broke in two, and fell downward.

At this time, An Le put away his sword and stood, bowing to Jian Sansan.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for passing on the sword."

Jian Sansan looked at the cut sword picture, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, his eyes widened, and he stammered: "You, you..."

An Le praised sincerely: "The Heavenly Sword Palace really deserves its reputation!"

At this moment, he admired the exquisite layout of Tianjian Palace very much, and he couldn't stop admiring it.

"Ordinary people can only think of the first level, which is to comprehend all the sword lights in the sword picture. Smart people can think of the second level, and comprehend the strongest way in the sword light, but they can only realize it when they are in a life-and-death crisis. Those are just foreign things, the real sword intent should come from the monk himself!"

"Only with the idea of ​​cutting everything off can you break through this sword drawing!"

Hearing this, Jian Sansan was very dazed, with a dull expression, and thought: "What is the first floor and the second floor? Why can't I understand?"

"He cut off the sword map like this?"

"That's okay too?"

Jiansan Sanzi also faced the sharpness of this sword picture at the beginning, but he didn't expect this at all. Instead, he naturally imagined a sword energy in the sword picture that he visualized, blended it into countless swords, and competed with other swords. , confrontation, so as to comprehend more true meaning in the sword.

According to Jian Sansan's knowledge, this is the real magical effect of this sword map.

Many of his senior brothers also used this method to deal with the test of the sword map.

Otherwise, one would be destroyed every time the sword drawing was tested, even the Heavenly Sword Palace was not so rich.

In fact, Jian Sansan thinks about An Le's words carefully, and thinks it makes sense: "Jianxiu is free!"

"This is also a kind of swordsmanship."

He murmured in his heart: "It's not a loss to exchange a sword map for a sword repair genius!"

"The elder shouldn't blame me... right?"

Seeing An Le's expression of sincere admiration, although Jian Sansan didn't quite understand, he recovered his composure on his face, and hid his embarrassment with a big smile: "Haha, fellow Daoist An, you should know the subtlety of swordsmanship by now, right?"

"I just said I saw the right person!"

Hong Yingxue had a strange expression, and whispered, "An Le, why do I think he's cheating on you?"

An Le waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, fellow swordsmen helped me understand swords with sword diagrams, how could it be that you deceived me?"

He looked inside his dantian, and saw that the sword in Yuanying villain's hand had disappeared, but a sword pattern appeared on the villain's hand, as if he could reshape the sword body with a single thought.

"Since I comprehended this sword after cutting the sword map, let's call it... Sword Slashing Immortal Map!"

A line of text also flashed on the panel.

[Unlock entry: "Ascension to the Immortal" - Sword Slashing Immortal Picture (Purple)! 】

This is just a purple entry, probably because An Le's own knowledge of swordsmanship is too weak.

In other words, there is still a lot of room for improvement!

"But does this entry actually belong to the [Ascension to Immortal] route?"

An Le thought in her heart: "Probably because the way of swordsmanship is only an orthodox avenue for cultivating immortals."

At this moment, there was another movement in the fairy tomb.

An extremely strong fragrance diffused, with a fresh aura in the fragrance, which was almost condensed into mist. Just smelling this kind of air makes people feel refreshed, and the spiritual power in the body is much more active.

The source of this smell is in the depths of the fairy tomb, like some kind of tempting treasure.

"Is this the trick again?"

An Le sighed, but remained unmoved.

When Jian Sansan unfolded the sword diagram just now, the fairy tomb was actually creating some moving illusions, but everyone's attention was attracted by the sword diagram, and no one cared.

But now, the movement of the Immortal Tomb was obviously a little urgent, and it began to lure An Le and others into it with all its strength.

After the fragrance of precious materials, there was a wave of melodious sounds, and various silk and bamboo instruments mingled, which was extremely beautiful.

There seemed to be a woman's singing, touching the hearts of the people.

In the corridor, there are beautiful and enchanting figures twisting their waists. There is a strange magic power in that dance, which seems to be able to arouse the most primitive desire in the human body.

An Le's heart was shocked, he was almost shaken!
He quickly looked at Su Dai and Hong Yingxue, and then calmed down.

Hong Yingxue said angrily, "Hmph, man!"

All of a sudden, there were many warning signs of An Le, and when he looked up, his color suddenly changed.

On the edge of the cave sky of the fairy tomb, there is a viscous darkness seeping in!
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(End of this chapter)