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Chapter 208 Ten Thousand Swords Breaking One Method

Lu Qingqing himself didn't know why he told Wu Qi about these fragmented pasts.

Maybe because he is the only bloodline of his sister-in-law, or maybe he is just inspired.

The little sister-in-law tied up, the face of the female with a cheerful smile under the sun, the King of Wind stared silently, the invisible distance, the boundless fire pressing above her head, and the magic weapon "Jiuxiao" that came and went like the wind...

The past clips were fleeting in front of me, making Lu Qingqing a little confused.

Have you met their expectations now?

Or is it getting worse?

She doesn't know.

But as my sister-in-law said, she now has a clear goal. Although it is out of reach, it is no easier than seeking immortality and asking for the Tao.

The only comfort is that the road is straight and will not lose its direction.

Lu Qingqing apologized a little: "Junior brother, I have no support or resources in the Lu family. Gezaoshan has always wanted to take back the "Jiuxiao" given to me by Senior Feng Wang... I really can't help you."

"No need for help from the Lu family."

Wu Qi stared at the strange cousin: "I like you, senior sister."

Lu Qingqing's eyes stagnated.

"Sorry, this may not be accurate."

Wu Qi realized that this was a bit strange and immediately corrected it: "The senior sister's goals and personal principles are in line with me. Therefore, I want to walk around with the senior sister more."

"This has nothing to do with the Lu family, it's just you and me."

Lu Qingqing smiled and said, "Young brother, don't need to explain, I understand."

"It's more comfortable to call each other with brothers." Wu Qi also said relaxedly: "Forcibly pulling the Lu family in, it will make things complicated."

"What my junior brother said."

Lu Qingqing was a little strange: "It sounds like, my junior brother has any plans? Can you reveal some of it?"

“I have a small plan.”

Wu Qi glanced at the side.

Guo Wen was still mumbling. He took out a coarse paper book and placed it on his knees, and used a fine brush to draw talismans and formations on it, focusing on forgetting oneself.

"Does senior sister understand Senior Brother Guo?"

Lu Qingqing hesitated for a moment: "Junior Brother Guo Feng is actually very talented. When I joined Wu in the early stage of the Killing Pill, Junior Brother Guo built the foundation, but soon he reached Killing Pill and had a strong momentum. When it comes to character, Junior Brother Guo has a very good reputation and is particularly important to promise."

"But he is more obsessed with stubbornness and is prone to falling into it and not getting out of it."

"Junior Brother Guo is the best at the Wudang Jiedan Sword Cultivator, otherwise he would not have been selected by Uncle Yin this time... Unfortunately, he encountered something before."

After the eighth turn of the golden elixir, Guo Wen encountered a sudden disaster.

It was a locust plague that occurred in Bozhou, Henan Province twenty years ago. Guo Feng was ordered to go down the mountain to find out the details.

Locust plagues are periodic disasters, which occur every five to seven years. Whenever locust plague breaks out, locusts will be more difficult to kill. They are resistant to magic and spells, and because the calamity of heaven is implicated behind them, monks cannot directly attack them. There are often shadows of demons and ghosts behind the locust swarms, and dealing with locust plagues is a test of wits and power.

It was when Guo Feng was in full swing that he cut several paths of grazing locusts in a row, but the locust plague was not curbed at all, but instead became more and more intense.

The Tang Dynasty court sent great scholars and monks to come and killed several big ghosts behind the swarm. Without constraints, the locusts were broken into pieces, and further started killing at night, attacking and eating the people, which turned into a more lasting disaster.

The more people are afraid, the more crazy the locusts infected by the Netherworld energy are.

To kill these locusts, it is necessary to avoid hurting the people. The monks cannot take action, which has become an extremely difficult task.

In the end, the locust plague was eliminated.

The Tang Dynasty paid a heavy price. Thousands of people died of locusts, and many people were infected by the Netherworld energy, became mentally ill and crazy.

This game gave Guo Feng a blow.

As he imagined, the locust swarm should have been a group of dragons without a head and fled everywhere, but in fact it turned into a natural disaster that had spread wider.

Guo Feng didn't understand why monks could kill Dayou, but could not stop the weaker locusts from raging and robbing the cannibals.

Is the way of heaven really perfect?

After he returned, he was in seclusion for half a year. He had limited understanding of the way of heaven, but he figured out another thing: the sword cultivator was good at beheading, but he could not protect every scattered people on the earth at all times. The most important thing was to allow soldiers to fight against such natural disasters, and even ordinary people could protect themselves.

Guo Wen began to think about it, and merge the elixirs with the magic sword to turn it into a special magic weapon that is easier to use than the Jing Zhen sword. It can be activated with talismans, and its power must be great enough.

In this way, ordinary people can activate it as soon as possible to protect the people.

As long as the magic weapon is powerful enough, it can reduce the number of deaths on your own and buy time for the court and high-level monks.

Then he slowly became what he is now.

Guo Feng is obsessed with the fusion of elixirs and magic swords, and wants ordinary people to use magic weapons to kill enemies. In the eyes of outsiders, this whimsical idea is almost a devil.

Wudang sword cultivator does not practice swords and makes strange magic weapons, which is even more inconsistent with cognition.

From then on, Guo Wen's name became synonymous with ignorant skills and degenerate into the left-minded.

...

Wu Qi spoke slowly: "Senior sister, the 'Gourd Sword Pill' technique studied by Brother Guo is to make many small sword pills, and then spit them out in an instant."

"These sword pills will be as cheap as possible, and they can even follow the method of elixir refining to keep the price as low as possible. There is no need for a good sword pill. In just one breath, thousands of sword pills instantly break through the opponent's defense and kill the enemy."

"This is the 'Ten Thousand Swords Break One Way'."

Lu Qingqing was stunned when she heard this: "Ten thousand swords break one method...this..."

She subconsciously wanted to say it was ridiculous.

One sword to break all the methods is the ultimate sword-making pursuing that sword cultivators pursue, and this is also the most honorable time for every sword cultivator.

But calm down a little and recall carefully this series of magic and magic tools cooperation...

Lu Qingqing was born in Gezao Mountain and is never unfamiliar with alchemy. Therefore, you can tell when you hear the idea of ​​Hulu Jianwan that this is not impossible.

If these sword pills are only considered to be single-use, there are many ways to do it.

There is no hard problem with the idea itself.

If it can be realized, it will open up a brand new branch among the sword cultivators...

Not only that, the method of breaking the Ten Thousand Swords has very low requirements for the cultivator's cultivation. As long as it can mobilize spiritual energy, it is not even used, and can be activated with special magic weapons and talismans, the sword pills can be fired!

The impact of this "Gourd Sword Pill" on the world of practice is immeasurable.

Of course, the premise is that physical objects can be made.

"Junior brother told me this, what do you want me to do?" Lu Qingqing guessed something vaguely, but was not sure.

"Sister Sister, do you want to be with me?"

Wu Qi suggested: "To be honest, the "Gourd Sword Pill" cannot be achieved every day and night. Therefore, in addition to Senior Brother Guo's tireless attempt, he also needs the support of others, a lot of money and resources."

"Senior sister understands elixirs and swordsmanship, and does not reject this whimsical new sword cultivation method. If the senior sister joins, Senior Brother Guo will be much more convenient. Of course, it depends on Senior Brother Guo's wishes."

Lu Qingqing answered very decisively: "I am optimistic about this path. If I can open up a new school of sword cultivation, it can be said that it will benefit future generations and have immeasurable merits."

After confirming her intention, Wu Qi sent a message to Guo Guan.

"Ah? Does Senior Sister Lu want to do it together too?"

Guo Wen was a little surprised.

He became happy in an instant: "Okay, okay! If one more person is added, the entire magic deduction will be much faster. Senior sister has a profound attainment in both swordsmanship and alchemy. It would be great to have a senior sister!"

Wu Qi was afraid that he would be unhappy and he brought people into the group again. Seeing that he was very welcome, he felt relieved.

Guo Wen pulled the two of them, and he enthusiastically talked about his latest ideas and deduced talismans.

Lu Qingqing corrected some of his misunderstandings about the pills and said that after returning to the mountain gate, she would try to refine some pills with different characteristics to use as alternatives to gourd sword pills.

Guo Wen was overjoyed and a little regretful: "It's a pity that there is a monk who specializes in drawing talismans. My success rate of drawing talismans by myself is still too low."

Wu Qi said: "Senior Brother Guo has any new talismans he wants to draw, and if he doesn't dislike him, he can hand them over to me. I have some experience in drawing talismans."

"My junior brother is actually good at drawing talismans! That's great!"

Guo Feng was overjoyed. However, his eyes were black and his eye sockets were deep, and his whole body looked overly tired. At this time, it seemed more like a rebirth, which made people worry.

Of course, Wu Qi is not good at drawing talismans.

But among his Taoist soldiers, Bi Qianyan is a weird pen. He is born to describe and understand the meaning of various characters and symbols, and reshape and refine them.

Just write it.

This pair of pen monsters is a kind of practice.
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