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In front of the lobby of West Lake Meizhuang, two plum trees stood proudly, and a few birds stood on the branches and chirped. Suddenly, the birds seemed to have encountered the most terrifying thing in the world. They flapped their wings and took off in all directions, and disappeared in the manor for a moment.

Wang Li opened his eyes. After a period of brewing, his whole body's spirit became more concentrated on the original basis. At the same time, the true energy transformed from his spirit and potential seemed to echo his spirit, which made his spirit rise even more invisibly.

In an instant, Wang Li, who was already extraordinary, opened his momentum. In the eyes of the four friends of Jiangnan, Ding Jian, Shi Lingwei and Yue Buqun, Wang Li seemed to transform into a sharp sword at this moment. The infinite sword was released from him, which made them feel stagnant, and the internal force was running slower than before.

Everyone took a breath of cold air at the same time. The momentum that just raised their hands and feet was so powerful. They directly suppressed their opponent's strength and scored the chips. The gap was originally big. If you put such pressure on them, how could outsiders fight him?

The entire people in the hall felt that this person was invincible at this moment.

When this feeling arises, they recognize this feeling, and their strength in front of Wang Li must be reduced. In the Tang Dynasty, the masters fight with great momentum, and they compete in the spiritual realm. Even if they have the same strength, those with stronger minds crush the weak minds are almost unconsensual. This is exactly the reason.

After a lifetime of momentum, they quickly discovered that with this momentum, everything in the whole room was like sharp swords to kill them. In an instant, everyone was even more frightened and felt more and more insignificant.

"It's really the supreme sword. I've heard that the skills are almost like Tao. But I just heard that at this time, the leader of the Wang Sect really had his sword technique entered the realm of Tao. After no moves are better than any moves, he seemed to have stepped forward without a sword, and everything was in the realm of swords."

Wang Li suddenly took a deep breath. The original mental field that affected the people around him was another change. As everyone felt, the infinite sword turned into one in an instant. Then he stabbed towards Endless Qingming, as if he was about to pierce the sky.

At the same time, the pen in Wang Li's hand finally fell down. Just looking at Wang Li's holding the pen is like holding a sword. Every stroke of Wang Li in everyone's eyes seemed to be evolving infinite sword skills, with extraordinary tricks.

As Wang Li finished writing, a set of murderous sword techniques were interpreted in strokes and strokes. Wang Li brushed and brushed, just like a pen, like a stroke. Seven big characters had already filled the entire long scroll of white paper.

Huang Zhonggong looked at it and read it: "My destiny is up to me, not to God!"

Everyone was naturally shocked just by looking at the sharp brushstrokes in the calligraphy. Some of them seemed to contain infinite sword techniques. They wrote such sentences. For a moment, everything was combined. A sense of aura that seemed to transcend everything rushed deep into their hearts, and they only rushed to their bodies and souls as if they were trembling.

After Wang Li wrote the seven words, his spirit was slightly depressed and his momentum naturally declined. He immediately did not sign the letter, and directly placed the pen aside, then walked to the side and sat down.

At this moment, although he was writing, his energy and spirit were already all over the words. At that moment, he only felt that his spirit had undergone some extremely subtle change since he achieved the sword intent of the Grandmaster last time.

"My fate is in my mind, not in my mind!" Wang Li felt this seven-character sentence in his heart. This was the strongest sound played by his highly condensed spirit, the infinite thoughts in his spirit played in the moment.

Wang Li walked aside and rested for a while. The people on the side came to their senses from the inexplicable impact and shock that moment. Tu Biweng almost trembled all over and wanted to hold the words Wang Li wrote. Tears couldn't help but surged like a tide. Then he screamed suddenly, and snatched his long sword from Ding Jian's waist, and he had already pounced on the patio outside the lobby.

His mind was full of every move that Wang Li wrote. Any movement seemed to integrate the foundation of all these sword techniques, and these foundations seemed to be able to evolve and change at any time.

The word Yong in calligraphy contains all the changes in calligraphy. At this time, the seven words Wang Li clearly include all the changes in swordsmanship in the world in the calligraphy in front of you. Anyone who has experience in swordsmanship can look at it and can extend a higher path to his own swordsmanship achievements.

The Tao is like an elephant. Those who cannot obtain the Tao are blind. When the blind man touches the elephant, the results are different depending on the touch and feeling of each person. Some people talk about pillars when they touch the elephant's legs, and some people talk about walls when they touch the elephant's body, and what Wang Li shows is the sword way.

At this time, Tubi Weng touched his pillar and spread it to the side. In an instant, countless understandings were reflected in his heart. Many things that he could not understand in the past became clear as this unfolded.

For a moment, Tu Biweng was immersed in the ecstasy of the moment. The countless sword moves were unfolded in his heart, feeling the exquisite sword moves, and only making him dance happily, and he would not be willing to accept it if he didn't use him out.

"Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!" For a moment, I saw the long sword in the palm of the bald man in the courtyard turning into electric lights. Each electric light looked like a stroke of a word. Between the combination of electric light and electric light, big words flashed in the air.

Wang Li only saw that he was writing "General Pei's Poem". At this time, his sword skills were improved. The words he wrote were not comparable to those hanging on the lobby in the lobby. While raising his hand and feet, the words that appeared and disappeared as soon as the sword energy shone seemed to have a hint of the style of a great man.

After using a set of swords, the Tu Biweng released the exquisite sword technique that was suppressed in his heart, and finally calmed down. Then he laughed three times, walked into the hall without saying a word, and bowed to Wang Li with a big gift, bowing to the end.

Almost at the same time, the other three of the four friends in Jiangnan were the same. Although they did not dance like Tu Biweng, they also gained something from this pair of characters.

This is true as Wang Li said. It is only called a master of swordsman who can understand a set of swordsmanship after seeing it. Not to mention the value of calligraphy alone, just this point can be regarded as a supreme treasure and a priceless treasure.

In addition, the calligraphy itself reveals a transcendent atmosphere. It makes people look at it. After a few more glances, it seems that the human heart is about to be moved. The depression in the original heart is gone. As long as the artistic conception of the supreme transcendence of words is driven forward, it makes people feel supreme motivation in their hearts. This is another magical point.

Before Wang Li wrote this calligraphy, no one expected that even he himself would not have expected this pair of characters to be so earth-shaking. With just this calligraphy, the four friends in Jiangnan would not lose everything in the entire Meizhuang.

Yue Buqun also left his eyes from the calligraphy. He failed to understand higher swordsmanship, but he also gained something. Looking at this calligraphy, he felt that all the Huashan swordsmanship he had learned in the past seemed to be penetrated by this copy of the characters.

In the past, he used swords to respond to moves. Although his moves were exquisite, he was too rigid. However, after reading this book, the swordsmanship was penetrated through and all kinds of moves seemed to come alive. As long as he thought about it, all kinds of moves could be used and changed at any time, and he felt more harmonious and comfortable.

After reading this calligraphy, Yue Buqun felt that the longer he followed Wang Li, the more unimaginable it was. The gap was farther away than the distance between heaven and earth.

The aura that Wang Li showed to transcend the heaven and earth to control his own destiny made him see his own insignificance, and he was completely different from him.

"Everything is up. It will be difficult for me to write the second one in the future. It is really a bargain. But it's okay. After writing this one, the cultivation level of this one will rise again with this one. It's not a loss."

Wang Li waved his hand and said to the four friends in Jiangnan. Their mental depression after writing the words had disappeared.

The people in the hall were shocked when they heard Wang Li's cultivation level improve again by writing this calligraphy. Originally, Wang Li's martial arts were unfathomable in their hearts, but according to their experience, the higher the martial arts skills, the more difficult it is to take a step forward.

But Wang Li was able to make a breakthrough at this time. What level should this breakthrough be reached? Thinking of this makes people despair. People are really incomparable. With such a talented person, no wonder he could write that picture of my destiny and my destiny.

Everyone was so impressed that Huang Zhonggong stood up straight: "Thank you, Master Wang, for leaving this book. Today, I can see the calligraphy of Master Wang, and there is no regret for Huang Zhonggong to die."

"Yes, before that, we never thought that calligraphy could reach this level. Those so-called famous masters are far inferior to the master's words. The master's words are already priceless."

The other three also agreed, and Huang Zhonggong said again: "President Wang, we have already taken a big advantage in getting this calligraphy. There is no need to "Guangling San" and guide my second brother to play Go, otherwise we will be ashamed of it."

Seeing that Huang Zhonggong was like this, Wang Li nodded. These people may have nothing to say about their character except Hei Baizi. He waved his hand: "Master, I will never take back my words. Once I respond, there will be no change. If you refuse, you will slap me in the face on the spot."

As he said that, Wang Li took out another copy of "Guangling San" copied from Liu Zhengfeng's mansion from his sleeve and handed it to Huang Zhonggong without any refusal.

Huang Zhonggong hesitated and took over the "Guangling San" and bowed to Wang Li and said, "Since that is the case, Huang Zhonggong can only be ashamed of his ability. Hei Baizi, and handed over all the unique secrets of my four people to Wang."

Holding "Guangling San" in his arms, Huang Zhonggong felt as if he had a treasure. He couldn't wait to look it over, and then nodded repeatedly, and his eyes could not be shining.

Wang Li also took over four different secret books and read them on the spot. These four secret books are "Seven-string Invisible Sword", "Xuantian Finger", "Stone Drum Beats the Crystal Brush", and "Sword Technique of Spoiling Ink and Silk".

Wang Li read the secret book very quickly. He only flipped one page and passed by. He could not finish reading the first book in a moment. Then he took the second, third, and fourth book. Everyone on the side said that he was just flipping through it casually, but he saw that he had read every page. Only then did everyone know that he was reading the book.

After reading it, Wang Li nodded slightly and handed over the secret book to Hei Baizi: "The second owner, you can collect the secret book."

Hearing Wang Li say this, Hei Baizi held the book and said unbelievably: "Does the leader want this secret book?"

"My memory is stronger than that of Zhang Song of the Shu Han Dynasty. If the book is in my eyes, there will be no forgetting. It will be enough to read it once. Second owner, please."

As Wang Li said that, he sat in front of the chessboard and greeted him with one hand. The people next to him saw Wang Li's magical and powerful memory ability, and thought that he was really capable of everything. At this time, they were much more surprised and no longer surprised, but just took it for granted. (To be continued.)
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