Qin Wentian watched the man gradually leave, and couldn't help but shout: "Why doesn't the sword kill you?"
"Since I am a sword, why should the sword kill me?" The man said calmly, making Qin Wentian thoughtful.
Since I am a sword, why should the sword kill me
Him, for the sword
Qin Wentian stood there, not daring to move.
The sword intent was permeating the air and pointed at him. As long as he moved, the sword would kill him. This feeling was extremely wonderful and could be felt clearly.
In this case, how can we get out of this forest of swords
Closing his eyes, Qin Wentian took a deep breath to calm down his mood. He knew that at this moment, he couldn't mess up anything.
Chaos means death.
This road of trial is the most difficult road. Since he chooses this road, he has to go through it, otherwise, it will be a dead end.
With no other choice, he must have the courage to move forward.
"I am a sword, I am a sword..." Qin Wentian murmured, thinking about these words all the time. These words must be the key.
If it were a sword, it would be integrated with the sword forest, and the sword in the sword forest would not be pointed at him.
Qin Wentian's body was suddenly filled with powerful sword intent. This sword intent seemed to make him become one body like the swords of the heavens.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the killing sword intent around him became more and more intense, as if it was about to kill him through the air, which made Qin Wentian's expression darken, and he immediately restrained all the sword intent, with an ugly expression on his face.
This way is not possible.
If it is so simple, how can it be called the most powerful test road
The first layer of snow space tested his fighting ability, so this layer of sword forest space should test his comprehension ability.
If you want to walk out of the sword forest, you need to be one with the sword, just like when he saw the snowman in the lower space, lying in the snow, becoming one with the snow, and like the person who just walked out of the sword forest, giving people the feeling that he is A sword.
However, with all the swords pointed at him at this moment, how could he calm down and realize it
Qin Wentian took a deep breath again, trying to completely calm down his mind. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the swaying swords quietly.
The sword is sharp and straight, and the quality of the sword is indomitable and invincible.
"You will know the sword by observing the sword." Qin Wentian thought to himself. He saw him standing there with his hands behind his back, his body upright, silently staring at the sharp sword in front of him, observing everything about the sword.
Qin Wentian's body was filled with wisps of sword sound, as if he and the sword were going to scream together.
A few days later, Qin Wentian's body was filled with sword chants. The swords were still pointing at him, and murderous intent was permeated. However, Qin Wentian had a subtle feeling that the killing intent had weakened a bit. Although it was very small, it was still there. But it is progress.
"Learn the sword and master it." Qin Wentian whispered in his heart. He imagined that he was a sword, standing in this forest of swords, and being one with any sword in this forest of swords.
When the sword sings, he also sings, when the sword roars, he also whistles, and when the sword sleeps, he also sleeps.
In the forest of swords, there were unexpected climate changes, seasonal changes, heavy rain came, but the sword remained the same. Qin Wentian remained unmoved. The rain fell on his body, but the sound of sword chanting still came from his body, which was similar to the sound of the swords around him. Rhythm, blend into one.
The rain seemed to be falling harder and harder, with the potential to pour down. Qin Wentian's body was soaked, but he stood there like a sword, the sword intent permeating his body driving away the rain.
The sound of sword chants in the sword forest became louder and louder, emitting sword whistles. Qin Wentian's body also emitted the sound of sword whistles, resonating with it.
Finally, the rain subsided, and the sword chant was still there, but at this moment, Qin Wentian felt that the hostility of the swords in the sword forest had weakened a little bit.
This surprised Qin Wentian. It seemed that the path he chose was not wrong. Only in this way, if he had a chance to get out of the sword forest, he would have to keep going forward.
Time flies, Qin Wentian observes the sword and understands the sword, and the swords in the forest of swords seem to be integrated into one, trying to find what the man said, since I am a sword, why should the sword kill me.
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In the forest of swords, the wind picked up, and the cold wind blew on him. Qin Wentian was already in a state of selflessness. He was now a sword, a sword in the forest of swords.
When the wind blows, he still stands there, making the sound of his sword. He does not move and follows the sound of the swords.
Three months later, Qin Wentian closed his eyes and stood there. Now, like a real sword, he chanted softly, swayed together, and swallowed the sword's intention along with the swords.
Outside the forest of swords, a figure stood there, looking at Qin Wentian's movements, with a sharp edge in his eyes. This man is extraordinary, and his understanding is so terrible. I am afraid that within three years, he will really have a chance to get out of here.
Half a year later, Qin Wentian seemed to have completely turned into a sword and merged with the forest of swords. The swords no longer released their sword power against him, which surprised Qin Wentian.
Sincerity is the sword.
His steps forward were like a sword whizzing forward. However, the moment he took steps, a terrifying sword power suddenly filled the air and pointed at him. Qin Wentian turned pale. , the steps were retracted, and my heart was trembling slightly. At this moment, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar.
Sincerity is a sword, and it takes half a year to sharpen the sword. Is it wrong
The forest of swords still did not recognize him, and only let his sword roar in the forest, but refused to allow him to leave.
"Am I wrong? How can I get out of this forest of swords?" Qin Wentian asked himself.
The most difficult test is where to go on this ancient road. If he can't get out, will he really be left in the sword forest forever, unable to get out
Thinking of this, Qin Wentian couldn't help but feel a little upset.
He spent half a year, and finally found out that he was wrong, and he cherished time very much. It was hard for him to accept such a waste of half a year with no results.
For three whole days, Qin Wentian was a little confused in the sword forest. The sword pointed at him with killing intent made him feel disgusted and wanted to destroy it. When he showed this state of mind , the killing intent of the sword actually became stronger.
Qin Wentian felt the killing intent, and his heart trembled slightly, as if he was touched, and then he murmured: "I didn't expect that you, as swordsmen, are so sensitive, knowing your enemies and friends, and being able to distinguish between likes and dislikes. See, Come on, I was wrong."
After the words fell, he closed his eyes again, put aside his grudge, and became one with the sword again. Gradually, the strong hostility disappeared.
"Sincerity is a sword. If I turn to the sword in my heart, I will be able to infect all swords."
Qin Wentian muttered to himself, looking toward the sword in his heart to be most kind and sincere. This time, in just one month, he seemed to have transformed into a sword and become one with the sword. The swords in the sword forest no longer had any purpose.
However, Qin Wentian understood that what he had done was not enough. He needed to forget his identity and everything.
No sword in hand, no sword in heart.
Time flies, Qin Wentian keeps standing there, as if he has forgotten everything, who he is, and who he is as a sword, but his whole person is becoming more and more like a real sword. The meaning of the sword, Sword quality.
The breeze floated, and in the forest of swords, it seemed that there were no more people, only swords.
At this moment, Qin Wentian suddenly felt that everything around him was a part of his body, as was the entire sword forest.
A smile appeared on Qin Wentian's lips, he opened his eyes and took a step forward.
This step is about sincerity and confidence.
Taking a step forward, the swords in the sword forest seemed to take steps with him.
Qin Wentian knew that his understanding of swords had entered a new realm, and he also understood that only by entering this realm could he get out of the sword forest.
Not only can he get out of the sword forest, but he can also control the sword forest.
Stretching out his hand, Qin Wentian touched a sword and showed a smile. The sword seemed to feel Qin Wentian's mood and actually started to beat happily.
"It's a pity that in real battles, there are not so many powerful swords that I can control." Qin Wentian said with a smile, and then waved his hand. In an instant, the swords in the sword forest roared towards him, all suspended in Qin Wentian's body. In the sky above his head, there was a terrifying sword power that seemed to swallow everything.
The sword forest disappeared and turned into a huge ancient sword, floating above Qin Wentian's head. In front of this space, the figure appeared again, looking at Qin Wentian with a strange look in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that you could succeed so quickly. It didn't even take a year." There was clearly a sense of wonder in the man's eyes. Such understanding shocked him.
Qin Wentian smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that it was just one level of space and was trapped for nearly a year. How long will it take to go up again?"
The man looked at Qin Wentian with a smile but not a smile, and said: "Do you know that your achievements this year have not only allowed you to break through your sword sound martial arts will, but at the same time, you have also mastered an extremely terrifying magical power of swordsmanship. You are not satisfied yet."
Of course Qin Wentian understood what the other party said. His second realm of sword martial arts will, the sword sound will, had indeed broken through. Now, he has reached the transformation state. This is the third realm. There is another realm, which is sword sound martial arts. The will is perfect.
He also understood that walking out of the sword forest meant that he had realized a powerful magical power.
"What is the name of this magical power?" Qin Wentian asked.
"Although you understand it, I'm afraid you only get a glimpse of it, so I'd better give you the complete secret book of magical powers." The man smiled, then waved his palm, and a page of ancient books flew towards Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian stretched out his hand to take it. On a page of an ancient golden book filled with sword power, there are a few large characters engraved on it: Seven Kills Sword Technique!
"Thank you." Qin Wentian said.
"You're welcome. You've passed two levels, but the next road won't be easy. If you can pass it, it means you're only one step away from success." The man said with a smile, and then his figure gradually disappeared. ,Disappear.
The entire space became empty again, and in front of Qin Wentian, another staircase appeared, leading to the space above.
If you can pass the next level, you are only one step away from success.
Although this ancient emperor's road is extremely difficult, there are not many test levels. However, it is extremely difficult. The difficulty of any level is extremely terrifying. Take this forest of swords as an example. If he didn't have a strong will, what would happen? You can step out of the sword forest in one year, but if your mood is chaotic, you may not be able to find a way out in ten years. If you are upset and have the idea of forcibly entering, you will be dead. (To be continued)