Superstar [comprehension]

"The sword buried here has more or less merits."

"They were either born on the fiery wasteland, or they were silent under the deep-sea glaciers. No matter which one, they are all born with pride and unstoppable sharpness."

"However, these swords are really too arrogant. If they don't like the person who chooses the sword, I'm afraid they won't let the other party draw it out. So today, it's not so much the person who chooses the sword, but the sword chooses the person."

Jiang Jue glanced across the scorched earth, and when he mentioned these long swords, he subconsciously licked his thin lips, showing a fleeting smile.

Obviously, he doesn't dislike the rebellious nature of these long swords, after all, he himself is a guy who can't be restrained.

Most of the swords here are famous swords.Some were bought by him, some were given by others, and more were spoils of life and death.He brought these swords to this plane, and reforged them with thunderous thunder, thinking that if he meets someone who can see it one day, he will give it to him.

I think so, but in fact he hasn't sent out a single sword in the past few decades.Because so far, in his eyes, it is just a long life.

"Why don't these swords have scabbards?" Chang Sheng looked at the hilts all over the floor and asked casually.

Turning Jue Wenyan sideways and glanced at Chang Sheng, he asked back as a matter of course: "Since the sharpness is unstoppable, why do you need a scabbard?"

As soon as Jiang Jue's words fell, the long swords that had been quietly dormant in the scorched earth trembled at the same time. At first glance, it sounded like a hundred birds singing together, and the bursts of determination came roaring in an instant.

"It's really a proud and natural one, full of spirituality..." Changsheng couldn't help admiring when he saw this.The realm of self-cultivation is really amazing, these long swords are clearly responding to Jiang Jue's words with their restless voices, no matter how deep the land or how fast the thunder is, they can't stop their innate vigor.

"Spirituality does exist. As for how much there is, no one knows." Jiang Jue seemed to be pleased by the response of these long swords, and his eyes lingered on them for a while.When he raised his eyes to look at Changsheng again, he realized that Changsheng laughed for some reason.

"To be honest, I was worried about what I would do if I didn't have a sword to choose. After all, my swordsmanship is really bad. Fortunately, they have spirituality, so things are much simpler." Changsheng said with a smile. Said contentedly, he smiled happily, showing no sign of worry at all.

"...Your swordsmanship is not bad. Changsheng, you are extremely talented." Jiang Jue frowned slightly. He didn't ask what the relationship between the selection of the sword and the spirituality of the sword, but he denied Changsheng's self-deprecating swordsmanship. sentence.

Will is definitely not comforting Changsheng, he will not comfort others, he is just telling the truth.

Perhaps no one in this world knows the talent of longevity better than him.Changsheng had never learned swordsmanship before, and the only sword moves he was exposed to were probably the ones he showed him in the rainstorm.

Yesterday, Jiang Jue practiced sword with Chang Sheng all night.Although it is difficult to teach a master swordsmanship in such a short period of time, it is not a problem to learn some moves quickly.

All he taught Changsheng were killing moves, and because of this, he could feel Changsheng's outstanding talent more clearly.Although this kid is not proficient in using a sword, and the power of his sword moves is too far behind, every move and style of him is extremely precise.

The most important thing is that Changsheng is not those cultivators who have been talking about using swords for a long time. He doesn't care about the unity of people's swords, and he doesn't regard the sword as important. The sword in his eyes is just an ordinary sword. It's just a weapon.

Because the sword is just a weapon, Changsheng never sticks to the usage of the sword, but how to use it as appropriate.Sometimes he even used the long sword as a flying knife, and threw out the long sword that others regarded as life.

This attitude of making the best use of everything combined with the killer moves I taught made it even more unpredictable.

Jiang Jue thinks it is impossible to do this, because like most sword-wielding cultivators, he is addicted to swords like his life and takes pride in swords.Regarding the sword in his hand, he couldn't be as casual as Changsheng.

The reason why Changsheng mistakenly thought that his swordsmanship was terrible was because the person who was training with him was his general.No matter how good the longevity talent is, it is impossible to be so good that it can be tied overnight with the immortal emperor who is good at using swords.

In fact, compared to those people in Xiaoqian World, his swordsmanship is really good, that's why General Jue brought him here today.With the talent of longevity and the sword moves he taught, it is no problem to draw a sword.

After hearing Jiang Jue's words of "excellent talent", Chang Sheng was slightly stunned. He was sure he didn't know what his talent was, but now it doesn't matter.

He was worried about his swordsmanship before because he thought that to impress the long sword must rely on the attainments in swordsmanship.However, the scene where all the swords responded to the end gave him a new idea. Since all long swords have spirituality, why should he have to practice sword moves to attract these swords?

What he is best at has never been swordsmanship.

Chang Sheng stared at the large long sword buried in the soil, his gaze gradually became empty, as if he was recalling something.And the moment he looked away, the erratic sound of the flute began to flow slowly on this ferocious land.

The sound of the flute is low and sad, as if mourning something, but what emerges after the sadness is not reminiscence, but a burst of unwillingness and anger.

Jiang Jue could only understand swords but not music, but at the moment when the flute sounded, he understood every tune clearly.Because Changsheng's song was written for the long sword buried underground!

Why is the song so sad?

Because the swords have long since lost their owners, they can only be with Thunder for decades.In this way, how can they not be sad?

Why is the song not reconciled?

Because all the swords are magical weapons, and each one is proud and natural.But what about their masters?Either give them away in embarrassment, or die early in defeat and let go of the hand that held them tightly.In this case, how can they be reconciled!

And after the sadness and unwillingness, there is the anger and madness of Liaoyuan!

They may think: since I was born between the heaven and the earth, and I have been tempered and sharpened, why are all the masters I meet like this?Why can't I meet an existence who knows my heart and makes me willing to dedicate all my strengths to it?

Why does this land bury my body?Why did the thunder strike me? !

In such a situation, if the long sword had a spirit, of course it would go mad with anger!

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Jue really understood what Changsheng said before, "Fortunately, they have spirituality, so things are much simpler in this way".

Changsheng had never thought of practicing sword moves here at all, he chose to directly impress the hearts of these long swords!

This may be more difficult for others, but for Changsheng, it may not be easier.After all... After all, even the Immortal Emperor has been fascinated by him.

"'Fan Yin Jue' and you are really a perfect match..." Jiang Jue raised his eyes to look at Chang Sheng who was walking towards the swords, his eyes were particularly obscure.

Chang Sheng heard Jiang Jue's whisper, but he didn't say much.At the beginning, he chose "Flexible Sound Jue" not for the accompaniment at all, but because his cultivation base is too low now and he happens to always play music, so it makes people feel that this exercise is born for music.

Changsheng calmed down his thoughts, raised his right hand while walking, and finally spread out his palm slowly.

With his movements, delicate ink-colored petals emerged out of thin air, from a simple one to hundreds of thousands of petals.These petals were intertwined inch by inch, and in an instant they turned into an extremely low-key foil sword, and the hilt of the long sword fell right into his palm.

At this time, the sound of the flute became louder, and the madness engulfed in it seemed to be almost uncontrollable, and it was about to explode in this empty plane.

At this time, Changsheng slowly clenched the long sword in his hand. He quietly looked at the hilt all over the ground, and with just a wave of his hand, the entire blade of the sword suddenly ignited with black flames!

After the flame ignited, Chang Sheng calmly let go of the hand holding the sword.The moment he let go, the sound of the music exploded, and the flame wrapped around the blade quickly swept across the hilt of the foil, burning the entire foil completely.

Changsheng seemed to be using this movement to say to all the long swords with this song: Since the previous master shamed you, why not follow me.I will burn all your past and let you be reborn from the ashes today!

When the sound of exploding music and pitch-black flames emerged simultaneously, the entire plane froze for a moment.Whether it was the thunder that filled the sky that never rested day and night or the restless ancient swords, they all seemed to be stunned by coincidence.

Chang Sheng, who directed all this with one hand, frowned involuntarily when he saw this.what's the situation?Could it be that he failed to pretend?

He adapted this song based on his previous works. Although the impromptu arrangement was not perfect, it was not bad objectively, and the dark petals were conjured by him with his talent.

The petals come from the sky sparks unique to the Xiaoqian world. Whenever the wind howls, the flower will spontaneously ignite with the wind, just like the sky fire falling into the mortal world, which is particularly breathtaking.

The combination of the two shouldn't be so bad, right?

Originally, he thought that the spirit of the long sword was simple and easy to fool, but now it seems that he was thinking about it?But if you fail, you fail. Why does the thunder all over the sky stop?Could it be that his behavior was so outrageous that even Lei Ting couldn't stand it?

Although it might really fail this time, Chang Sheng didn't feel too embarrassed.If this trick doesn't work, just change another trick, anyway, he has a lot of routines.

This time Changsheng no longer engaged in the practice of getting into Zhujian's heart, he decided to change his style.

He is still running the "Fan Yin Jue", but the sound has gradually slowed down, and the initial flute solo has naturally turned into a quiet ensemble of different instruments.The whole piece is like the sea after a storm, calm and distant.

The white petals silently turned into another foil, and the moment Changsheng was about to reach out to hold the brand new foil, a more ferocious sound than before began to burst wildly, and the whole plane seemed to be in turmoil following it !

Changsheng heard the sound and looked, only to see long swords screaming out of the ground, and they were all suspended in front of his eyes in an instant.

The so-called Wanjian Qiming is nothing more than that!

The author has something to say:

A group of long swords: The longest and farthest road I have traveled is the routine of longevity.

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