Chapter 976: Unmoving as a mountain
Seeing the doubts in the eyes of several geniuses, Cui Lixu covered up the gloomy look in his eyes and smiled: "The second level of this Genius Sword Club is to let you use your sword intention to create poems, calligraphy, paintings, etc., and then let Please read and comment.”
As soon as these words came out, those puzzled geniuses completely understood.
There are now twenty-nine people on the Xukun ship, including Wen Wu. Each of them is a genius among the major forces. Their ranking on the emperor list will not be lower than 700. They have mastered the sword intention. Nature has become stronger.
If according to what Cui Lixu said, Qin Nan would be the first to comment, and he would be struck by the swordsmanship of all the geniuses.
Qin Nan's cultivation is indeed strong, but facing so many people present, can he still be able to withstand it even if Senior Sister Wen Wu doesn't take action
Absolutely can't bear it!
You must know that when the Genius Sword Club is usually held, Senior Sister Wenwu will comment on this second level. Only her cultivation can withstand the impact of the sword intent of everyone present.
"interesting!"
"I think this is a good idea."
"Well, what Fellow Daoist Cui said is absolutely true. Fellow Daoist Qin Nan has extraordinary cultivation and a strong sense of swordsmanship. It will be easy for him to comment on our works one by one."
Many geniuses present all spoke.
Although what Chen Buhui said was quite reasonable, Qin Nan's refusal to show his sword still made them feel a little uncomfortable, so they followed Cui Lixu's words.
Wen Wu also nodded, looking at Qin Nan indifferently with her beautiful eyes, and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't show your sword in the first level. In this second level, according to what Junior Brother Cui said, you shouldn't be afraid, right?"
Chen Buhui, who was not far away, shook his head and sighed after hearing this.
He helped Qin Nan because his senior brother Chen Zilai once said that if you meet Qin Nan, it is best not to be an enemy, but to try your best to help him. But now everyone is attacking him, Cui Lixu has played a trick He is powerless and helpless in his conspiracy.
Qin Nan glanced at Cui Lixu and Wen Wu, then looked at the other geniuses, and said: "Since everyone is interested, I will be the first to watch and comment on this second level."
Naturally, he could tell what Cui Lixu was planning at a glance, but he had the Sky-Breaking Sword in his body, as well as his left arm, and his mind had been baptized by the pressure of the God of War. Not to mention all the geniuses in the audience came. Even if they come together, he can resist it.
Of course, he was not rejected, he just wanted to take this opportunity to observe everyone's sword intent, and use this sword intent to cleanse himself.
Crisis is also an opportunity, and it is all practice all the time.
"Okay, cool!" Wen Wu clapped his hands and said, "Place rice paper on all the geniuses present."
One by one, beautiful female disciples walked out of the wing again, dragging wooden trays in their hands. White rice papers of different sizes were placed on the wooden trays. There was a faint spiritual light shining on the paper, and there was also a vague smell. The fragrance of nothing is obviously not a mortal thing.
The geniuses present all had their eyes lit up.
"Senior Sister Wenwu is really generous. Ancient music tea, Hui Gan wine, and now this iron spirit paper. Each of them is a treasure and worth a lot of money. So the young monk will show his ugliness first and carve an ugly character with this Buddhist knife." Before Cui Lixu and others could say anything, Chen Buhui took a piece of rice paper and spread it in the air. He dropped the Buddhist knife in his hand.
I saw the Buddha's light shining on the tip of the knife, and the phantoms of Buddha evolved one after another. Then he moved his shoulders, and the meaning of the Buddha's knife wrote a large golden character on the iron spirit paper.
"Fellow Taoist Qin Nan please take a look."
Chen Buhui put away the Buddhist sword and clasped his hands together.
Qin Nan nodded and looked up. A big golden word "quiet" released the gentle Buddha's intention, which actually calmed Qin Nan's mind. He was invisibly blessed and protected from evil spirits.
"Yes, the handwriting is fluent and the Buddha's meaning is perfect. Fellow Taoist Chen Buhui is already quite like a master." Qin Nan said with a faint smile on his lips.
Chen Buhui chanted "Amitabha" loudly and spread out the iron spirit paper in front of everyone.
Qin Nan watched first, and everyone read later.
At this glance, many geniuses looked thoughtful. Cui Lixu and several geniuses snorted coldly, with rather ugly expressions on their faces.
None of the people present are stupid. They understand very well that Chen Buhui, the quiet word, can bless Qin Nan.
"Hmph, this damn monk wants to protect you, but I won't let him succeed today! Fellow Taoist Qin Nan, this is mine!" Lin Ci from the Devil's Villa sneered, and strode forward, holding the bloody sword of the devil's sword. The tip fell on the rice paper and danced rapidly.
Buzz buzz…
The tip of the knife trembled and made a sound, forming a magic song, causing the magic sound to echo around. From the void, it seemed as if an unparalleled demon rushed out and hit Qin Nan, causing Qin Nan's body to feel a faint sense of Buddha. , all disappeared.
"A magic song, please comment."
Lin Ci proudly stopped the knife.
The geniuses present all nodded secretly. Whether it was Buddhist characters or demonic sounds, both of them were extraordinary. Cui Lixu was even more sarcastic, so what if Chen Buhui took action? Has no effect at all.
"It seems sharp and cruel, shocking the soul, but in fact it is full of flaws. What is a devil? A devil is unruly, a loner, and has a transcendent personality. In addition to murderous intentions, you also have a dark heart in this devilish song of yours. Nothing else." Qin Nan's words were sharp, like a flurry of thunderballs, "This disciple of Fallen Demon Villa is nothing more than that."
He is not a kind person. Just now Chen Buhui used his sword to help him, so he would not attack Chen Buhui. Now Lin Ci uses his sword to attack him, how can he show mercy.
"You!" Lin Ci's expression changed.
Many geniuses' eyes lit up and they were thoughtful.
"What a saying: Demons are unruly. Fellow Taoist Qin Nan, your comment won my heart." Wen Wu, who was standing aside, suddenly spoke, which surprised Cui Lixu and others. Thinking that Wen Wu actually recognized Qin Nan and helped Qin Nan speak.
They actually didn't know that although Wen Wu disliked all enemies of the Tiandao Sect, she was very principled. Qin Nan's comments made her see Qin Nan's level, so she would not be stingy with her words.
Wen Wu naturally regards Qin Nan as her enemy, but this does not prevent her from appreciating and recognizing Qin Nan.
"I'll do it!" An inner disciple who followed Cui Lixu stood up. The sword of summer and autumn in his hand burst out with sword intent, creating a painting of summer and autumn. There was an illusion hidden in the painting, trying to envelope Qin Nan. Enter the fantasy world.
Unexpectedly, Qin Nan remained as motionless as a mountain, with purple light shining in his left eye, penetrating everything.
"The quality of this painting is average. Summer and autumn. What is summer and autumn? Summer represents fire and heat. You are right. But what about autumn? Autumn is not only the age of all things, but also the maturity of all things and their peak. This You can’t control the artistic conception!”
"Fellow Taoist Qin Nan, please give me some advice!"
"Your poem is about love. I don't understand love, but the feeling of retreat is very obvious? Why, with a sword in your hand, there is a feeling of retreat in your heart?"
"Qin Nan..."
"Yes, winter is coming, the sky is covered, and everything is frozen, but your ice power is still a bit lacking. I only need a handful of flames to melt them all. It's not the so-called absolute freezing!"
Qin Nan faced everyone's sword intent, faced the killing moves in paintings, lyrics, music, poems, etc., without any influence, saw through them at a glance, and pointed them out directly.
He is like a huge mountain.
Despite the sharp edges of countless swords, he still remained motionless.
(End of chapter)