The four hundred and thirtieth chapter of the apple tree hundred dragons (3)
The White Rainbow Killing Sword, the Silk Silk Sword, and the Drunk Immortal Chaotic Sword, Sun Suhe came up with a whimsical idea when he was studying the three sword moves with Alice and Mr. Li Hua.
In the past battle with Mr. Hua, Sun Suhe witnessed Lu Weishuang using his own Heavenly Law "Legilimency" to forcefully activate the "Yang Fire Lotus Talisman", and suddenly found a new way to reach the "Hidden Yang Lotus" that Hua Huo had been unable to reach for many years of hard work.
"The realm, bursting out with stunning
Unparalleled fighting power, in a short period of time, he suppressed Mr. Hua, who was fighting hard for Hanabi, and beat him violently. He even blew Mr. Hua's entire arm and a small half of his body into ashes in one move. His talent, generosity and pride left Sun Suhe with
left an indelible impression.
At the time, Sun Suhe possessed the "sword courage" and poetic talent of "The Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind", but both were limited by his own shallow cultivation and could not exert their true power. Sun Suhe is like
A clear spring with gurgling water in the mountains, unless it is with Alice
The mind is connected, otherwise even if the spring is drained, it will be difficult to support the Tiandaoxing Sword Intention to make a real sharp blow. "The Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" is an unfathomable ocean, which is converging with the clear spring of Sun Suhe. Sun Suhe
You can do what you can and borrow slowly
It's three points of magic, but if a huge wave is triggered at once, not only will it be impossible to control it, but it will also fall to the ground and destroy people under the powerful impact that Pei Ran can't resist. This is an insurmountable shackles, and can only be refined by the sun and the moon.
Practice hard and accumulate slowly, and you will never achieve success overnight.
The method. Unless... refer to Lu Weishuang's whimsical and unconstrained ideas, let the Heavenly Daoxing and the poetic talent stimulate each other, use the poetic talent to support the display of the sword, use the Heavenly Daoxing to vent the impact of the poetic talent, and it is difficult to conquer the dust.
Driving, riding two horses in parallel, so what?
It is a pity that although Sun Suhe's idea is wonderful, it is extremely difficult to realize it. It is almost a delusion to want to carry out such exquisite manipulation before reaching the supreme state of poetic talent and "according to one's heart". Sun Suhe has just groped his way to the top.
The gap between the two levels of "heart-to-heart" is so huge that it cannot be calculated. What's more important is that when the two forces stir up each other, Sun and Su cooperate as a means of communication.
The center of the two, his mind and his body, couldn't bear it at all. Lu Weishang was uniquely endowed with a secret method to activate the Heavenly Dao Xing to absorb his own mind, and forcibly condensed it out of the body in a short period of time, just like the Taoist legend Yang Shen Zhenren.
, break away from self-limitation, feel at ease, and travel freely. Sun Suhe does not have this ability. If he uses it forcefully, he may be wiped out before the sword move is successful.
After repeated the deduction several times, Alice sternly warned Sun Suhe to give up this dangerous idea. This was not a sword move, it was simply suicide. He should not think about it again in the future.
But at this moment, Sun Suhe couldn't think of any other way. After guessing the true identity of this "Dogwaki Doppo", Sun Suhe gave up all thoughts of luck.
He knew very well that Mr. Qi was shrewd and sophisticated and could only respond with words.
Playing mind-attacking tricks with him is, after all, just putting out the fire with a salary, and it is already very remarkable to be able to buy a little time. Once it finally falls into the hands of Mr. Qi, both myself and Xie Yi will have to live or die. In this case,
It's better to fight it out right now.
With Mr. Qi's consistent behavior, if he can truly feel the danger of his life, even for just a moment, it is very likely that he can be frightened and run away immediately. In this way, Xie Yi's chance of escaping will be reduced.
It has greatly increased. As for myself... There is no perfect road, and it is useless to think about it. Why think about it? If Alice were here, she would definitely say: So why are you nervous? Relax a little.
"Brother Mao!"
Part of Sun Suhe's separated consciousness shouted loudly in his own mental space. Only with the full help of Brother Mao, Sun Suhe was able to temporarily control "The Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" to complete the sword moves he imagined.
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Before Sun Suhe finished speaking, the entire mental space was already turbulent, and ink was billowing everywhere between heaven and earth.
"It's always bad!" Brother Mao's angry voice came faintly.
Sun Suhe was overjoyed. At this juncture, there was no need to say more, everything was said without words.
The sword intent soars into the sky, the dragon roars, and the vision of flying snow all over the sky naturally manifests. The poetic talent is transformed into ink spots, the skeleton is supported, and the white snow is exhausted. At this point, the dragon has been painted. It only misses the eye and makes Mao Ge fall in love.
With the help of each other, the two finally merged into one body.
Harmonious, using poetic talent to fully urge the way of heaven to execute the sword. In the black and white chessboard world with a round sky and a square place, the moxue is misty, and the rhyme of the Tao is natural. Is it a human being or a sword, or there is no difference between the two, Mo Xue
In it, all over the sky and the earth, there are things mixed together.
Mr. Qi finally showed a solemn look on his face, his eyes suddenly erupted with a terrifying light, two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed from his eyes, and all kinds of weird tattoos that looked like pictures but not words were all over his body.
The surface quietly emerged, densely covering every inch of the skin. Even the two eyeballs were imprinted with special lines. The pupils were blood red and the whites of the eyes were blue and black, which was strange and inexplicable.
In the dark and snowy sky, Sun Suhe carefully stuffed the chocolate into Xie Yi's cold and trembling hands, and then like her last time, stretched out his fingers, hooked them with her little finger, and pressed his thumbs together.
"It's a deal, you'll be the one to take charge inside the chessboard, but outside the chessboard, trust me as your manager, okay?"
Xie Yi's throat was choked and she could not speak. A strong emotion that was difficult to express in words surged out of her heart and turned into warm currents flowing through her body. She still didn't know what happened, but there was a ray of spirit that preceded her rationality.
Sleep has told her everything. Mom said porn before going to bed.
The myth of Liang Yimeng, her father taught chess and told the legend of Lan Ke Yuxian. What happened may no longer be important. She looked at the chessboard world, at the flying snow, at the back of the long body,
She knew that she would never forget the picturesque scene in front of her in her lifetime.
Sun Suhe stood proudly in the snow. Before he drew his sword, his body was already showing signs of collapse. At 70%, he did not hesitate to force the emergence of Wanhua to his limit, struggling to support his body and maintaining it like a hair.
Such a fragile and delicate balance. In the previous experiment, 70% of the emergence of Wanhua could only last for thirteen seconds in the best condition. Now, seven seconds? Or maybe it will be the next second. But it is enough, enough
I slashed with my sword.
Sun Suhe's gaze was like a sword, pointed directly at Mr. Qi, and his murderous intent burst out without concealment.
At this critical moment, the back of Sun Suhe's left hand suddenly changed, and a complex golden pattern suddenly appeared, like a tattoo, penetrating deep into the skin. The pattern was shaped like a leafy apple tree.
The main body has heavy pure gold apples hanging on it. The golden light is gorgeous and eye-catching. The superb brushwork makes people sincerely feel that all the wonderful and moving rare treasures in the world are here. Even the high gods have to pay for it.
His heart was agitated, and he couldn't help but want to get involved. But at the same time, there was a lifelike dragon with a hundred heads sitting on the apple tree. The dragon's tail circled and attached to the trunk of the tree, hanging down in a long way, extending to above Sun Suhe's wrist.
A grinning and ferocious dragon head is tangled among the branches and leaves, with a ferocious posture and murderous intent. It seems that it can roar out at any time and devour any villain who dares to desecrate the treasure. Even just a glance is enough to make people shudder.