The Spiritual Energy Revives And I Awaken The Kendo System

At night, the master and the apprentice were sitting on a cliff, looking at the bright moon in the sky. Qu Meng asked: "Master, what do you think is the right way to use power? As cultivators of immortality, we live in this world. What is the meaning of it?"

"Haha, you asked this very interesting question." Seventy-three laughed, and then seemed to think of something, and his mood was a little low. After a long time, he slowly said: "I think power is to protect what should be protected. People use it. When I was the same age as you, a group of bandits broke into the village and massacred the entire village. I happened to escape by collecting herbs in the mountains. When I came back, I only saw those As the man walked away, I was filled with hatred in my heart. I devoted myself to training and practiced swordsmanship. Years later, when I found that group of people, I learned that they had massacred an entire village just for property. The anger I had squeezed for a long time was still there. That moment broke out. Just like what they did back then, I massacred all of them. I am not the same evil person as them. Over the years, I have been doing my best to do good deeds in the hope of clearing my name. "Sin, as for the meaning of what you said, I don't know. I probably meant atonement." After speaking, Qi San smiled bitterly.

Turning his head to look at Qi San next to him, after hearing his experience, Qu Meng also thought of his mother. He wondered how she was doing now and whether Li Ze'an had done anything to her.

It was late at night, and the two of them did not return to the city today, so they just found a cave to sleep.

A night of silence.

In the early morning, Qu Meng and Qi San returned to the city. Qi San said that they wanted to purchase some useful things and take Qu Meng to practice outdoor survival skills. When the two passed by yesterday's breakfast shop, the shopkeeper glanced at them disdainfully. This time, before Qu Meng could attack, they heard the noise of the crowd not far away. Many people ran towards this side and shouted: "Beast!" Tide, the tide of beasts is coming, run quickly.”

Suddenly a red flame tiger flew towards the breakfast shop owner. Qu Meng and Qi San drew their swords at the same time. The two of them worked together to kill the red flame tiger in an instant. Looking at the shocked boss, Qu Meng shouted angrily: "Get out of here! Otherwise, I will kill you too later."

As the number of beasts continued to increase, many immortal cultivators continued to emerge from the palace. People fought against the enemy together, and the pressure became less. Qu Meng and Qi San continued to shuttle among the beasts, and every time they struck with a sword, there was one The spirit beast fell. It didn't take long for the beast tide to be basically wiped out. Just when people thought that the beast tide would end like this, a sudden change occurred, and the sky seemed to be enveloped by something. A giant bird, a real dragon, And a Kunpeng that Qu Meng had only seen in ancient books descended on Phoenix City.

The huge body seemed to cover the entire sky, and the pressure of the Pingtian Realm swept across everyone in the city unbridled. Qu Meng looked at the Seventy-Three in front of him and the huge ferocious beast in the sky, and the memory in his mind slowly merged with reality. blended together. The words of the Imperial Master about the seventy-three sacrifices kept flashing through his mind.

Seventy-three looked at the ferocious beast in the sky, shook his head helplessly, and said to Qu Meng behind him as if he had made some kind of decision: "I am very happy to meet you these days, help me pass on the swordsmanship." Go down, and don't forget me." After saying that, he raised his sword and flew to the sky, shouting at the sky: "This sword is called Bingdilian. After I die, the sword and swordsmanship will be passed down to you. The remaining three The swords don't have names yet. This is the last thing I can teach you. Boy, remember these three swords!

Seventy-Three's body erupted with pressure that was not inferior to the three ferocious beasts. Compared with the ferocious beasts in the sky, Seventy-Three at this time was more like an ancient ferocious beast, and the killing intent on his body seemed to have condensed into a solid entity. , raised the sword, and the murderous intention immediately condensed into a giant lotus that was countless times larger and slashed towards the three ferocious beasts. They were both in the Pingtian realm. Seventy-three suppressed the three ferocious beasts with one person's power. A ferocious beast rushed towards Seventy-Three at the same time. Seventy-Three slashed his palm with the sword, and blood spurted out and adhered to the sword. The green long sword turned blood red in an instant.

The second sword that was struck with the power of life as a medium severely injured the three spiritual beasts, but Bing Tilian was also knocked away and fell directly at the feet of Qu Meng. Qu Meng looked at the sword in front of him and the sky. He was not at the same level as the fight, and Qu Meng felt heartbroken. He knew the outcome of Seventy-Three better than anyone else.

Looking at the three feared ferocious beasts, Qi San turned back to look at Qu Meng, smiled slightly and said in a voice that only he could hear: "The swordsmanship has been inherited, Qi San has no regrets, this battle, This is my final atonement." After saying that, the aura on his body strengthened a little more. As Seventy-Three rushed out, he seemed to have turned into a sword and looked straight at the three spiritual beasts.

With the sound of an explosion, a white light blocked everyone's sight. When Qu Meng saw clearly again, there was only the blue sky above his head.