"Big brother, I heard them say, your sword skills are very good, can you teach me to practice sword? My mother said I am too young to practice sword."
At the entrance of the West Village, a group of children were playing. Seeing Li Fuchen's return, a three or four-year-old girl jumped up.
In the blink of an eye, Li Fuchen has been to Jianhe Village for two months and has met many villagers.
The little girl is Weiwei, the youngest daughter of the villager Aniu. She is three and a half years old this year, and she is a median god.
Of course, it is also a middle god, the middle god of the Little Thousand God Realm can hang the middle god of the Ziyun God Realm.
The middle god of Ziyun God Realm has a supernatural power without any actual combat experience, let alone creating supernatural skills.
Not all middle-ranked gods are like the youngest son of Jianhe Village Deputy Village Chief Xisuo. He started practicing swords at the age of three and created the lower-level magical skills at the age of seven. It is indisputable that he created the middle-level magical skills at the age of ten. The first genius in Jianhe Village.
The last time Li Fuchen was on the bank of Jianhe River and caused the phantom of Jianqi, it spread throughout Jianhe Village within a few days.
Many lower-level Lingshen villagers and non-villagers in Jianhe Village have challenged Li Fuchen.
The result is naturally self-evident. There is no possibility that these lower spirit gods are Li Fuchen's opponents, and they don't even have the qualifications to make Li Fuchen take it seriously.
During the period, several middle-ranked spirit gods and Li Fuchen had discussed with each other, and the result was still the same.
At this point, Li Fuchen had achieved the title of the first lower spiritual god in Jianhe Village.
"Do you want to practice sword?" Li Fuchen squeezed the other party's face, sucked with his right hand, and a dead branch was sucked into his hand by him, "Look up."
Li Fuchen lifted up the dead branch, and with one horizontal and one wave, a sword gas sprayed out, leaving a sword mark on the ground.
"When will you be able to do this, I will teach you how to practice swords."
Inspiring supernatural sword energy is not too difficult for a mid-level god, even if the opponent is just a three-year-old child.
But it is not a simple matter to use dead branches to inspire a supernatural sword qi.
After all, the dead branches are too fragile relative to the magic sword qi.
"Okay, it's a deal." Weiwei nodded solemnly.
For a long time to come, in the small courtyard of Aniu's house in Jianhe Village, Weiwei was using dead branches to inspire divine power and sword energy, and his determination made Aniu quite surprised.
Li Fuchen didn't treat Weiwei's affairs as the same thing. Most of his thoughts were on the creation of kendo spirit magic skills.
On the banks of the Jianhe River, the mist that Jianqi had transformed into, was impermanent, and the smell of timelessness diffused.
"Are you Li Fuchen, the Sword God of Floating Dust?"
Li Fuchen's name has long been spread, and those who have good deeds, according to Li Fuchen's name, gave Li Fuchen a title-Fuchen Sword God.
A icy sword gas forced away the fog, and cut a deep trace on the ground on Li Fuchen's side, which spread out hundreds of meters long.
"So what?" Li Fuchen raised his brows, his eyes gleaming coldly.
"Aohan Jian Shen Sheng Qianjue."
Sheng Qianjue held a crystal sword in his hand and said indifferently.
"It's Aohan Sword Shensheng Qianjue, and it's lively watching now."
"How arrogant Sheng Qianjue is. As a true disciple of the Nanshan Sword Sect, there are few talents in kendo. This Floating Dust Sword God, whose name is louder than Sheng Qianjue in recent days, must have aroused the opponent's mentality of disobedience."
"Which is stronger and weaker, you won't know until you have fought. Guess who is better."
"I guess it's Sheng Qianjue! After all, the opponent is a true disciple of the Nanshan Sword Sect, and he must have cultivated a lot of Nanshan Sword Sect's stunts."
"I think so, the foundation of a four-star sect is not that simple and can be surpassed."
Relatively speaking, everyone is more optimistic about Sheng Qianjue.
"If yes, take the sword."
Sheng Qianjue was very domineering. With a wave of the Crystal Sword, a splash, and suddenly the sword shines like rain and is icy cold to the bones.
As a true disciple of the Nanshan Sword Sect, Sheng Qianjue naturally has his confidence. As a lower spirit god, his kendo rules have reached the middle spirit god realm, and his supernatural power index is as high as 100 million, and he has created his own lower kendo. Spiritual skills are freezing and raining.
It is no exaggeration to say that within the Nanshan Sword Sect's sphere of influence, Sheng Qianjue has not seen a lower sword spirit spirit stronger than him.
Jian Yu’s power is great, the sneer breaking through the sky is so powerful that everyone around them thinks that if they are replaced by them, even if three or five people join hands, they can’t resist the power of Sheng Qianjue's sword, and they will inevitably fail miserably. And even died tragically.
"go back."
Li Fuchen waved his hand and understatement, all the sword rain that hit him turned back.
The weird scene is amazing.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought that Jian Yu was caused by Li Fuchen
"What kind of kendo magic is this?" Sheng Qianjue frowned, and the crystal sword waved again, and a layer of sword screen resisted before Jian Yu.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the power of Jian Yu.
Although he sent this sword rain, the power of the returned sword rain has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Puff puff…
The sword curtain was penetrated, and then, Sheng Qianjue's body was also penetrated.
Sheng Qianjue's divine power index was as high as 100 million, and it was consumed in an instant, leaving only a trace.
This trace is still the result of Li Fuchen's mercy.
Otherwise, a hundred Shengqianjue would be exhausted and die at this moment.
As for Li Fuchen, only a little bit of Yuanji Slash was leaked, and he didn't use the Yuanji Slash in a serious manner.
Sheng Qianjue was horrified and desperate, standing there, the crystal sword in his hand fell to the ground.
This battle hit him too much, too big for him to accept.
He thought he would fail.
After all, no one can be undefeated, he is just a true disciple of the four-star sect, not a true disciple of the six-star sect.
Moreover, above the six-star sect, there is also a super sect.
But he never thought that he lost so badly.
One sword, he couldn't even survive a sword, and the one hundred million supernatural power index was annihilated by this sword.
This can no longer be described as miserable.
This is a unilateral crush, without a trace of suspense.
"It's too strong, the sword god Aohan can't even stop a sword, will I be dazzled."
"This is no longer an order of magnitude. Have you noticed that the Floating Dust Sword God didn't even draw his sword, just waved his hand."
"The same is the lower spirit god, why is the gap so big?"
"No wonder it is said that the realm is one inch higher, and the strength is boundless."
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning, and looked at Li Fuchen's eyes as if they were looking at a monster.
"It's so mediocre, it's far worse than Sikong's star picking."
Without paying attention to the eyes of everyone and the desperate Sheng Qianjue, Li Fuchen sat down cross-legged and continued to comprehend the new sword skills and sword intent.
"Today's shame, I have written down Sheng Qianjue. One day, I will defeat you with my own hands." After all, Sheng Qianjue is a true disciple of the four-star sect. After picking up the crystal sword that fell on the ground, Sheng Qianjue Without looking back, he turned and left.
Li Fuchen seemed unheard of.
After one sword defeated Aohan Jian Sheng Qianjue, Li Fuchen's name became even bigger. With a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, Li Fuchen's title as the first inferior swordsman spirit god was almost unknown to everyone.
"Big brother, I can inspire supernatural sword energy."
On this day, at the entrance of the village, Weiwei looked forward to it, waiting for Li Fuchen's return.
Finally, Li Fuchen returned, and Weiwei greeted her with excitement.
"Really? Let me see." Li Fuchen was a little surprised.
Li Fuchen was not too surprised that a three-and-a-half-year-old child was able to use dead branches to inspire supernatural sword energy. After all, this was the Ziyun God Realm.
But Li Fuchen was more surprised if a little girl from the sacred village could do this. This shows that the other party really loves kendo and has a kendo will that ordinary people don't have.
"Big brother, look."
Weiwei lifted the dead branch that she had held in her hand, horizontally and waved.
laugh!
A sword aura was aroused, and it looked so different.
"Well, yes, starting from today, I will go to your home to teach you swordsmanship, but I don't have much time. I may only teach you a few days a month."
Li Fuchen said to Weiwei.
For Li Fuchen to teach his young daughter to practice swordsmanship, Aniu naturally raised his hands in favor.
He is A Niu, just an ordinary high-ranking god in Jianhe Village, and if no accidents happen, he will never become a lower-level true god in his life.
Therefore, he didn't want his children to be the same as himself, only upper gods for the rest of their lives, and only ordinary villagers in Jianhe Village for the rest of their lives.
Now his little daughter Weiwei's opportunity has come.
Who is Li Fuchen? The opponent is the first lower sword spirit god in Jianhe Village. It is said that he has now risen to the first lower sword spirit spirit god in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.
There is such a person who teaches that becoming a true god is just around the corner.
The small courtyard of Aniu's house.
"Remember, kendo is most afraid of unstable foundations. In the next days, teach me the basic swordsmanship. Practice every move 10,000 times. I will come over to check the progress at any time." I taught Weiwei a set of basic swordsmanship. Later, Li Fuchen left.
"Basic swordsmanship, practice 10,000 times?" On the side, Aniu, who is doing housework, is a little puzzled. Basic swordsmanship is the lower god-level swordsmanship. No matter how good the basic swordsmanship is, what's the use? Swordsmanship, he usually doesn’t bother to look at it, but he has several middle-level god-level swordsmanship and upper-level god-level swordsmanship in his family, and spend a lot of inferior god stones. Recognized by the rules of the gods, and the magic skills of kendo, but recognized by the rules of the gods, are the real good things.
"Perhaps he is just testing Weiwei!"
A Niu was not qualified to judge Li Fuchen.
He was just an ordinary upper god who created a lower magical skill, and he had no right to judge a lower spirit god, let alone a lower spirit god.
"No matter how powerful the magic of kendo is, it is derived from the deduction of swordsmanship. Without the support of swordsmanship, the magic of kendo is rootless duckweed."
On the roads of Jianhe Village, Li Fuchen knew better than anyone else that the magical skills of kendo seemed to have only one move, but in fact, when separated, it was countless swordsmanship.
The quintessence of countless swordsmanships gathered together to form the magical skill of kendo.
Time was flowing like the water of Jianhe River, unconsciously, Li Fuchen had been in Jianhe Village for more than three months.
This day.
Riverside.
Wow!
Li Fuchen's body suddenly dispersed, turned into countless sword auras, and then gathered together in an instant.
"After more than two months, I finally created the third high-ranking kendo spiritual skill."
Li Fuchen's eyes converged.
This kendo spirit skill is a god body and spirit skill.
Divine body divine skills are very rare, in terms of creation difficulty and effect, it is almost second only to domain divine skills.
"Just let the sword spirit last forever!"
Li Fuchen named this divine body and spirit divine skill, Jian Qi eternal existence.
With sword energy forever, even if the enemy's strength is ten times stronger than him, it is impossible to annihilate all his kendo powers at once.
Because at this time, his divine body can gather and disperse, and is fickle. The enemy seems to be a fatal blow. Once his divine body disperses into countless sword auras, it may only annihilate part of the sword aura, and it will not hurt his roots at all. .
And he can do it at any time, plundering the essence of all things in the world, turning it into sword energy to replenish himself.