After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

In the tenth year, you are still endlessly drawing your sword and thrusting it out. Now you can swing nine thousand swords, one hundred of which can match the spirit of the Impermanence Scroll.

【Twentieth Year.....】

【Thirtieth Year.....】

[Congratulations host, your impermanence post has been successfully completed. ]

[Congratulations, host! Since you have mastered a powerful sword technique, your attainments in the Dugu Nine Swords have also risen sharply, reaching a new level.]

boom--

Countless insights emerged in Li Mo's mind, and he seemed to have experienced swinging his sword thousands of times.

In the end, millions of swords converged into one sword.

He opened his eyes.

A ray of cold and pure sword intent appears and disappears faintly.

"..."

The one who stays in the divine weapon is not a living person after all.

It froze for a moment, as if it had crashed.

He looked at Li Mo for a long time without saying a word.

It takes decades of practice to hone the swordsmanship, but the Impermanence Posture simplifies the complexities, and in an instant...

Little success!

The Celestial Sword trembled slightly.

"Next, thank you."

Li Mo politely bowed to the other party, then looked at the Heavenly Sword with a smile, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It would be foolish to look down on his talent in swordsmanship.

What do you mean by showing off in front of people... No, it means showing off in front of the sword!

Well, now he is still showing his power in front of the sword, but when the Hidden Dragon Conference comes, he will show his power in front of people!

.........

noon.

It took three hundred years to comprehend the martial arts.

Li Mo, who had mastered several sword techniques, came down from upstairs, took a long breath, and went to the kitchen to cook a few dishes to relax.

After receiving several profound sword techniques in succession, his soul felt a little swollen.

It seems that even the insights gained from martial arts cannot withstand such use.

"With only 1,700 years left, is it enough time to learn all the sword intent inherited from the Heavenly Man Divine Sword?"

Li Mo carried the dishes to the lobby, feeling a little uneasy.

He seemed to have learned a lot.

In fact, compared with the sword intent inheritance contained in the magic sword, it is just the tip of the iceberg.

Student Li never thought about it.

Even after 1,700 years of understanding of martial arts, there are times when it is not enough.

The more sword techniques you master, the greater the power you can unleash when you wield the Heavenly Sword.

While thinking.

Murong Xiao and Xiao Qin's companions were all waiting at the table for dinner.

What level is the chef at Buyun Tower? Can he compare with Brother Li?

"That guy's dream last night was really strange and unlucky."

Qin Yuzhi had a dark face and drank several sips of tea in succession, but she still didn't seem to recover.

"What dream?"

Li Mo was a little curious.

Sister Qin is at the seventh level, and she has seen countless bizarre things while sleepwalking. What kind of dream could give her such a strong lasting effect?

"That person's dream was full of Tianzun brand instant noodles. I want to vomit when I smell them now."

Qin Yuzhi started to feel nauseous again as she spoke, and looked at Li Mo with resentment.

She was in southern Xinjiang, promoting instant noodles to the people in their dreams every day. Now that she has come to the capital, she is still pursuing this instant noodles!

"What's even more annoying is that he ate instant noodles with a disgusting expression, like he was about to become an immortal."

"In the end, he died, and I was forced to stop sleepwalking."

"died?"

Li Mo was stunned and asked about the man's appearance.

"He's skinny, but once he eats instant noodles, he becomes as strong as a bull."

"Lu Zhuang?"

Li Mo was stunned.

He originally planned to follow Lu Zhuang's clues to find out what was going on with the divine power powder added to the Tianzun instant noodles.

did not expect.

The person is gone.

"Sister Qin, do you know where he died?"

In the early morning, the sky in the east was slightly brighter than before, and a dreamy butterfly flew out from Buyun Tower.

The bronze carriage quietly drove out of Buyun Tower, facing the morning dew, and followed the dream butterfly from a distance. After traveling through the huge imperial capital for half an hour, it went from the bustling city to the chaotic market.

The streets are dirty and messy, with crisscrossing and complicated streets that make people dizzy.

The difference between this place and Nijiao Lane in Ziyang Prefecture is probably that this place is bigger.

"There are places like this in the Imperial Capital."

Li Moxin said that if Bingtuozi came here, the probability of getting lost was about one thousand percent.

"Every city has its shadows."

Xiao Qin had never been to the capital, but he seemed accustomed to such scenes.