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She was very clear about her own strength, if Luo Qingyang in his prime used the Nine Songs Sword Art, she would last until Hebo Sword Dance at most.

If Luo Qingyang could mobilize the blessing of Mu Liangcheng's meaning of national mourning, she would probably have to leave the stage when Shao Siming sword danced.

But Luo Qingyang shook his head, "Needless to say, if you lose, you lose, and I, Luo Qingyang, don't care about those false names.

He really doesn't care about these things, because the only one he cares about is his junior sister, "This old man really isn't worthy of Guoshang Sword Dance!"

Turning his head to look at Muliang City, which was completely in ruins, Luo Qingyang sighed.

The people who are most suitable for the Guoshang Sword Dance are subjugated generals and subjugated kings. Their life experiences are closely related to the country, so performing the Guoshang Sword Dance is a perfect fit.

But I am just a swordsman who practiced the common people's sword, how can I be worthy of Guoshang Sword Dance with my own desolation?

Otherwise, just relying on Guoshang sword dance is enough to enter the mind.

"Uncle, my uncle once said that there is a way of martial arts that is extremely emotional and Taoist. I think it is very suitable for you. With your extreme affection for my mother, Uncle, you will definitely be able to cultivate it quickly."

Wuxin had an idea, that desolate sword was really not good, it was too bitter.

I really can't imagine how my mother will live with such a difficult situation in the future, it is better to change it.

In comparison, the road of extreme love and sword is better. With the uncle's extreme dog-licking attribute towards his mother, he will definitely be able to cultivate quickly, even surpassing the current desolate sword.

That is the most suitable sword for licking dogs!

"Extreme love and extreme sword?

Murmuring this sentence, Luo Qingyang also felt that it made sense.

The Desolation Sword was cultivated by him based on his own desolate life, but how could his own desolation rival the desolation of a country.

Originally, I hoped to be able to control Guoshang perfectly, so that even in the face of a large army, I could calmly rush out.

It's a pity that he underestimated the meaning of national mourning and overestimated himself, so he couldn't control it perfectly.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Wuxin and Han Qianluo to affect the link to Mu Liangcheng's national mourning successively.

This proves that the Nine Songs Sword Art is not suitable for him, at least not a perfect fit, let alone help him rescue his junior sister and protect him for a lifetime. He needs a stronger and more suitable sword way.

And apart from the bleakness of the first half of his life, all he had left was his affection for his junior sister.

"Bring the sword!"

After a short silence, Luo Qingyang signaled Wuxin to fetch the new Jiuge sword body.

Although the previous Jiuge Longjian collapsed, at the last moment he pulled out the sword spirit and sealed it in his body. As long as he injected the sword spirit into the body of the sword, he could create a brand new Jiugejian.

Wuxin took the Jiuge sword body built by Tian Hao as promised, and the sword light flashed in Luo Qingyang's eyes, and injected the sword spirit sealed in his body into the Jiuge sword body.

He has long been united with the Nine Songs Sword Spiritual Sword, so he can transfer the sword spirit freely.

"Buzz...

With the injection of the sword spirit into the sword body, the originally dead Jiuge sword body seemed to come alive, humming and shaking, as if celebrating its own new life.

This is not over yet, Luo Qingyang's human sword merged into one, pulling Mu Liangcheng's sense of national mourning into the body of Jiuge Sword slowly, and forcibly carrying it with the powerful material of Jiuge Sword Body.

And without the interference of the power of heaven, the fusion is easier.

It is often difficult for two powers to coexist in the same body, and the same is true for swords.

As a top-notch long sword not inferior to the top ten famous swords, Jiugejian naturally possesses extremely strong power of heaven.

The power of heaven is so overbearing that it is difficult to coexist with other powers. Strong support will only cause the sword body to collapse.

This is also the main reason why Luo Qingyang was unable to inject the meaning of national mourning into the Jiuge Longjian before, but it is different now.

Not only does the new Jiuge long sword lack the power of heaven, but the strength of the sword body has also been improved several grades. It is not difficult to carry the sword intent of Guoshang in Muliang City.

""Come on, take me to meet your master, and let the old man see what he said about the extreme love and the extreme sword!"

After integrating the meaning of national mourning, Luo Qingyang signaled to leave with a pale complexion.

He can't wait!

"Set off!"

Han Qianluo opened his mouth, and everyone returned to Sangu City Beauty Village without delay.

And half a day after everyone left, Muliang City ushered in a new guest.

"Your Highness, is this really Muliang City?"

The leader of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk looked around, feeling a little dazed.

Although he knew about Muliang City, it was the first time he had come here, but now there was no city at all, only ruins, which did not resemble the legend at all.

Not to mention that everyone in Hundred Ghosts of the Night Walking is in a daze, the Red King Xiao Yu is also in a daze.

He has been to Muliang City a few times, and even entered it, but the ruins in front of him really can't match the Muliang City in his memory.

"Could it be that the earth dragon turned over?"

Xiao Yu secretly guessed that he did not link the collapse of Muliang City to man-made, because it was too unbelievable, compared to him, he thought it was a natural disaster.

"The desolation of the country is gone, could it be that the foster father's Nine Songs Sword Art has been completed?"

Suddenly noticing an abnormality, Xiao Yu was ecstatic.

In the past when he came to Muliang City, he always had the urge to cry, but now it's gone, which proves that the sense of national mourning shrouded in Muliang City is gone.

The meaning of national mourning cannot be destroyed, it can only be taken in by others, and the only one who can do this is the father-in-law.

That is to say, the foster father's Nine Songs Sword Art has been completed, and the Nine Songs Sword Art's great achievement means the Immortal Ascension to the Profound Realm.

"Haha...God help me, God help me, second brother, sixth brother, let me see how you can compete with me!"

Thinking of the end, Xiao Yu couldn't help laughing wildly.

Gu Jianxian is the biggest trump card in his hand. Originally, his strength as the head of the five sword immortals is enough to shock the world. If he can achieve the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm, his own advantage will be even greater even if he is defeated by the second brother Bai Wang Xiao Chong in the court. Suppressed, but in the end there is still the power to turn the tables.

In the final analysis, the power in the court is just a foil, and the final seat depends on hard power.

At that time, the father relied on the power of the rivers and lakes to break out of the siege and become the emperor.

"You continue to develop your power in the Western Regions, and the others will follow me back to Tianqi City!"

After laughing, Xiao Yu rode his horse eastward, and all the royal guards hurriedly followed.

Originally there were still many calculations, but as the adoptive father achieved the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm, it was not so important.

Now it's important to go back to Tianqi City, and keep that concubine mother steady, that's the only bargaining chip to control Gu Jianxian.

In addition, many things have to be re-planned, especially guarding against Jinxuan's dog and that good father!

"We too"!"

The leader of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk did not stop, and returned with his horse, and the horse thieves behind him quickly followed. (Wuxin: Brother, I'm sorry, your corner was poached by my younger brother!)

1 second to remember Aishang:.

Chapter 1128 Heaven Slashing Sword

"Auntie, why haven't you controlled the mites? Just like this, you are still the Spider Woman? Are you still the Patriarch of the Mu family? Can you be more determined? Don't control your belt and think about Tang Lianyue all day long. You have to concentrate on practicing to climb to the peak of martial arts.

Look, you can't refine the power of heaven, and you can't control a mite..."

Tian Hao turned on the preaching mode again, saying that he hates iron but not steel, and the target of the preaching is Mu Yumo who is wearing a peacock dress.

However, Mu Yumo remained expressionless and was still observing with a microscope.

It's not that she's thick-skinned, but she's already used to it.

That bastard has to say this kind of thing several times a day, and I'm already tired of hearing it.

But there are indeed many good things in the bastard's hands, such as this microscope, and the little spider called a mite.

The Mu family of Anhe is a branch of Miaojiang. They are proficient in the art of the five poisons and can manipulate the five poisons for their own use.

At the beginning, she chose to control poisonous spiders, and just now she had the title of Spider Woman, but she didn't like that title, so she practiced Frost Profound Palm later.

Of course, she just doesn't like that title. She still likes the spider itself, and it's very convenient to kill people with poison.

And this is what Han Qianluo and the others saw when they returned to the Beauty Manor.

"You are the spider woman who poisoned us?

Sikong Qian stepped forward to question in frustration, this woman is too bad, she really experienced death on the way and was buried.

There was also Senior Sister Han watching over her, otherwise the teacher would have died before she could win.

"What a handsome little beauty!"

Mu Yumo stood up straight, looked at Sikong Qianluo and praised, she is indeed a perfect girl, although she hasn't really opened her eyes yet, she is already a beauty.

"Don't think that telling the truth can expose the poisoning matter, this matter is endless!"

Sikong Qianluo puffed out his chest arrogantly, but still held a grudge.

"I can get rid of the mites on your body in advance!"

With the same charming smile, Mu Yumo made Sikong Qianluo succumb with just one sentence, and completely forgot about the previous unhappiness.

"Sister, when will you deworm me?"

Sikong Qianluo called out sister very affectionately, she has been tossed a lot by the existence of mites these days, and the thought of countless little spiders crawling around her body gives goosebumps all over her body.

Although it is said that after cultivating a special physique, it can cut off the foundation of mites' survival, but it will take a few months to complete it!

It would be better if the mites could be removed before then.

"When taking a bath, put these medicines in water to dissolve them. After soaking for half an hour, the mites can be drawn out and killed, but the efficacy of the medicine can only last for one day, so you have to soak it once a day."

He casually picked up the medicine bottle on the table and threw it to Sikong Qianluo. Although Mu Yumo failed to control the mites, he developed a medicine that poisons the mites without harming the body according to his own inheritance.

It was a kind of poison, but the dose was very slight, and it would not cause damage to human skin.

"You are Wuxin's master, reckless master?"

Looking at the burly and majestic figure, Luo Qingyang was a little dazed.

No matter how you look at this thing, it looks like a barbarian, just like Ye Xiaoying. Could this be a generation of martial arts masters?

It doesn't look like it!

"Luo Qingyang? Why did you leave Muliang City? Could it be that Luo'er and the others helped you enter your mind?

No, according to fate, you should be able to achieve fugue with the help of Xiao Se holding the Heavenly Zhan Sword.

Fate changed? "

Rubbing his chin in wonder, Tian Hao really did not expect Luo Qingyang to come over, which was different from what was shown in the trajectory of fate.

Originally, Han Qianluo and the others were only asked to go to the Muliang City dungeon to practice, but who wanted to lure the dungeon boss out.

This was something he hadn't expected.

"destiny?"

"Me? Heavenly Sword?"

Luo Qingyang was puzzled, Xiao Se was in a daze and forced Tian Zhanjian to naturally know that it was the first sword in the famous sword manual, and it was also the divine sword enshrined by their Xiao family, except for the founding emperor, no one could use it, even his uncle Langya Wang was not qualified back then.

How do you think what Master said, I have obtained the Heavenly Slashing Sword?

"Can he hold the Heavenly Slashing Sword? Doesn't it mean that it is the sword of the Dao of Heaven, and people who are not destined by Heaven can't hold it?"

Sikong Qianluo expressed his disdain for putting away the medicine bottle solemnly. Can Xiao Se's lazy appearance be recognized by Tian Zhanjian?

Is Tian Zhanjian blind?

"Do you really think that the sword of mortals is qualified to be called the sword of heaven, that's just some people putting gold on their faces?

If you really want to use that Heavenly Zhan Sword to slash with your Silver Moon Spear, it will still be broken! "

Tian Hao also expressed his disdain. Although the Tianzhan Sword has a great reputation, it is said to be the sword of heaven, but it has passed. At least in the original trajectory of fate, the Tianzhan Sword did not show too much.

Xiao Se, who was holding the Heavenly Sword, was almost stabbed to death by Luo Qingyang. If it was the Sword of Heaven, the Heavenly Way would be too low.

His man-made Heavenly Dao Sword must at least be a majestic sword like the Jade Immortal Sword, and it is by no means something that ordinary people can create.

"The old man saw the Heavenly Zhanjian once with Emperor Tai'an in the first floor of the world. It is a rusty long sword. Although the power of heaven inside is very strong, even if the sword spirit falls into silence, it is extremely domineering.

But it's not much stronger than the old man's Nine Songs Sword. Luo Qingyang agreed. He had seen the Sky Zhan Sword with his own eyes.