Half a year later!

Today, it should be successful?

One hundred thousand and nine thousand eight hundred and fifty times...

Scream..., Scream..., Scream!

Alas, no, you can slow down...

Puff~!

The mana was cut off again after cutting. Li Su was a little injured. What are you? Isn’t this playing with dad???

Is this a little bit of magic?

Seeing the chopped magic power rolling towards his whole body, accompanied by a little separation, as if it was a huge amount like a river, Li Su's face was a little dark.

How much did I need to condense this to allow you to agree to me to practice magic power?

I am twenty-four years old and have no magic power. Although my life span has been extended a lot, it is only a hundred years ago. Could it be that I will be stuck here until I die, right?

Forget it, don't care.

Keep practicing swordsmanship!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh.

Li Su started practicing in the small venue he had created.

His twelve-way sword techniques are neither sharp nor amazing. They are not as wonderful as nature, and they are not as beautiful as ever.

But it looks really good!

If you come on a modern performance stage, there will be countless champions, one fluent and one natural, which fully reflects a word, which is pleasing to the eye.

Well, the sword intent is still pressed into Li Su's body, and is inspired by sword techniques to form sword intent. The sword intent is everywhere in the sword intent. There is a sword soul flowing above the sword soul, and the sword god is born in the sword soul.

The so-called art, intention, principle, soul, and god.

The five are united to form the heart of the sword.

With the continuous integration of murderous intent, change, death, and the sharp killing intentions of the four extremes, Li Su's eyes gradually began to change.

The murderous intent is too strong, there are too many changes, the death is too strong, and it is too sharp.

The intent of Zhu Xian’s sword is not a human sword, but Li Su is a human being. With this continuous pregnancy, his sword god’s intention of killing becomes more and more intense, which has a bit of affecting his emotions.

When the magic power was unable to gather, Li Su was helpless and could only suppress it.

It is not to suppress the sword intent, but to suppress one's own emotions, allowing the heavenly soul as the master to sink the soul into the depths.

Through absolute rationality, control this absolute killing sword.

So gradually, silver light began to shine in his eyes, and the point at the core turned completely white.

You know, your eyes are quite cool. When Li Su was practicing swordsmanship, his sword body reflected, which undoubtedly made him push.

The strong man's eyes will change. But Li Su is a little confused about how this silver light came about. Is the function of the Tianhun?

For example, now, Li Su is still the same Li Su, but it is a little different.

His sword is still just smooth and still just pleasing to the eye, but even if you look at him a little, he will cut it open.

The murderous intention is in the heart, and the sword intention is in the eyes.

There was no vitality around him dancing the sword, and no plants or trees were growing, and no insects or birds were falling.

Almost an hour later, Li Su stopped, let out a breath, put away his sword and returned to the sheath, picked up the broom and went up the stairs, and started the task of today's day.

As an old man, there are more or less privileges.

For example, now he only has to sweep the floor, not many, one hundred steps, which is the way he swept it for a long time.

There is no need to take the task of chopping wood and carrying water.

This is very good, very good.

Stop practicing sword, return to the position of the soul, Li Su's feelings are back, well... The sword intent is a little sharper again, which is very good.

Over the past ten years, the speed of swordsmanship has been reduced.

I used to be the same every day, but now it will take several days to make progress.

Although he was a little slower, Li Su was not satisfied with anything, but was still happy. He was worthy of being himself and was still improving.

Um?

Li Su was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed, he took a breath, drew his sword, and drew his sword!

"Hate, I'm so...!"

With a clanging sound.

A half-sounding sound appeared, and the fire was silent on the spot, leaving only a little resentment floating in the air.

clang!

Another sword, a country appeared on the sword, and there was a long sword inside, and the sword light was like rain, like a super meat grinder, as big as a world, sucking the cracked resentment in and twisting it into ashes.

As the spiritual energy overflowed from the sword, Li Su's face turned dark, come again?

What is the situation? What is the situation?

How many times have you been? How many times have you been?

One month before, then half a month, and then every week.

Until now, it takes two and a half days on average.

You're so sister!! Dad has messed with you? No? No!!!

The Taoist of the Corpse?...I'm so mad, Li Su is gloomy.

Starting from the evil Taoist, those who came to look for him were ghost Taoist, crazy Taoist, blood Taoist, destroy Taoist, and kill Taoist... The evil demons and heretics of the Great Zhou Dynasty were so sick, right? What the hell is this ghost Taoist name?

What made Li Su most angry was that he basically went back and forth, and this was the word.

Hate? You hate Hammer! Don’t you know what else to say?

That's why people in ancient times were too monotonous. They just kept saying a few words. I guess any extra sentence can make the other party beaten. Do you believe it?

Don't believe it?

Let me tell you that there was a time before and before, and Li Su was really annoyed and said to the other party.

"I hate it!"

"What do I hate?"

"Hey!"

"What hatred?"

"I!"

"What do you hate?"

“…,???,*&￥#@&*…!”

Then, Li Su was in a happy mood and cut the other party, with this logical ability, no more than four years old.

Although it was just a small problem, it was undoubtedly annoying to Li Su, really annoying, super annoying, and a god-annoying.

Because this thing is not distinguished from day or night, I think of a trouble, and the most hateful thing is that when he squatted in the pit and fertilized, his voice floated directly from below.

Li Su, who is so sensitive, is the kind of person who can't pee by looking at him.

Halfway through, he almost scared him so much that he went back.

Li Su took a deep breath, and he couldn't sit still anymore, he couldn't sit still anymore.

If there was a great enemy coming, it would be fine. Such a curse method was so irritating. He decided to inquire, find the seniors of the masters, and ask what was going on?

Could it be that practicing swords has caused magic?

He didn't want to kill demons!

I went directly to the top of the official disciple.

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Before Li Su could run to the teaching hall, he saw a group of people looking at him quietly.

He paused and shuddered. What does this mean? The errand disciple came to the official disciple and was targeted? It shouldn't be. The errand disciples came to do the cleaning mission.

When I came a few years ago, no one cared about him.

"Senior Brother Asu, okay!"

A formal disciple came over and bowed to him.

Li Su was stunned for a moment and immediately replied, "You are so good at junior brother!"

This is, four generations of disciples?
To be continued...