The degree of pure seeds is very fast, like a lightning bolt in the forest of the sword, the bamboo that the hunting wind blows is not only swinging. (8) (1) Δ『Δ』 Chinese Δ network Ww┡W. *81.Zw. COM

There was no sword in her hand, but her fingers were tumbling, and the handprints quickly formed.

Whenever she produces a handprint, the air oscillates once, as if the handprint contains mysterious power.

These handprints are vital in ninja and are the source of strength. This is the experience accumulated by countless ancestors.

As long as a handprint is produced, the corresponding ninjutsu will be activated.

This is very different from the Chinese spells. It is derived from the island people who learned the fur of the spell.

When the Ninjutsu practiced to the extreme, these handprints did not have to be printed by both hands. When the mind was moved, it was printed in the heart, and Ninjutsu would naturally be touched.

This is faster and more powerful than a handprint.

The repair of the pure man is still not up to that level, but the ten fingers are flying, and India is already very fast.

These handprints are kendo handprints. Although there is no sword, a trace of silk has already spread in the air.

Suddenly, she stopped and pushed her hands forward, and the mighty swords rushed to the front.

Hey!

The bamboo was bent backwards and almost fell to the ground, but it did not break. It seemed to be very resilient.

As soon as the sword was over, the bamboo was bounced back and slammed into the sky.

Hey!

A cracking sound suddenly sounded, and it was particularly noticeable in this silent sword forest.

The pure face has a slight change, and his eyes are fixed, locking a bamboo that is not far away.

I saw a crack on the bamboo, and then the crack spread in all directions with the naked eye.

In an instant, the bamboo is covered with cracks.

In the eyes of the pure child, the color of ecstasy flashed, and it was full of expectation. It seems that there is something good to be born.

Call ~

A breeze blew through the sword forest, and the bamboo leaves creaked.

And the cracked bamboo was smashed and shattered into powder and dispersed in the air.

In the blink of an eye, this bamboo that spurs the sky is gone.

The pure man did not move, staring at the smoke, and his eyes were strange.

The smoke dissipated and a ray of light illuminates.

The breath of the pure man is involuntarily rushed, his eyes are not blinking, step by step toward that light.

Finally, this smudge reveals the true face of Lushan.

This is a sword, covered in green, full of green light, like a glimpse of autumn water, swaying mysterious atmosphere.

The pure man squatted in front of the sword, staring at it with a gaze, muttering to himself: "Jian Lin finally gave me the sword."

Jianlin gave the sword, this is the dream of the National Teacher's Gate. Only when it is repaired to a certain extent, Jianlin will give the sword.

This is an autonomous act of Jianlin, and even the national teacher cannot change or dominate.

From this point, we can also see the magic of Jianlin.

The pure hands stretched out with trepidation, grasped the hilt, and closed their eyes subconsciously, as if they were subtly aware of the sword.

"Hey!"

The long sword rose from the ground and was lifted up by the pure son. The sunset fell from the sky, and the mottled light reflected on the sword, swaying the mysterious and powerful atmosphere.

Pure heart sighed, and he has been practicing for so long, and has been looking forward to this day, but there has been no breakthrough.

I did not expect that this time with Tang Hao, there will be such a big gain.

In her mind, the innocent face of the show was involuntarily, the complex look, and sighed: "Don't I still want to thank him?"

Humph!

In the next second, she denied this ridiculous thought. This is her own accumulated contribution and what she has to do with that person.

Since the cultivation is leaps and bounds, Jianlin gave the sword to her, and the next time I saw Tang Yan, the outcome was not known.

She was full of confidence, and her mood was stirring. She took a deep look at Jianlin and strode away from Jianlin.

Strolling through the village, a pair of surprised eyes looked over and firmly locked the sword in her hand.

Many people reacted and their eyes turned into envious colors.

The face of the pure man walked calmly through the eyes of everyone.

Suddenly, a person came face to face and stopped her way.

Li Xiaotian looked at the pure son intricately. He said: "Jian Lin really has such a magical effect. You have gone in for a while, and it has increased greatly since it came out."

Chunzi looked at her faintly, without saying a word.

"I really want to go to your sword forest and experience it once again." Li Xiaotian said without envy.

The pure man looks awkward and warned: "Jian Lin is the land of the Chinese teachers, and no one is allowed to enter, let alone your outsider. If you dare to play the idea of ​​Jian Lin, I advise you to die early. This one heart."

For Li Xiaotian, the pure son was very curious. When the national teacher asked her to bring Li Xiaotian back, the two men talked for a long time, and even the pure son did not know the conversation between the two.

This added a mysterious aura to Li Xiaotian.

These days, Li Xiaotian has been living in the village, like a real existence, I do not know why she continues to stay here, what is the matter.

Chunzi has an instinctive resistance to Li Xiaotian, or is a woman, especially a beautiful woman, and the gas field between them is not harmonious.

She could not obey the orders of the national teacher, she did not dare to treat Li Xiaotian.

Li Xiaotian did not care about the warning of the pure son, but looked at Jianlin from afar. His eyes were uncertain and he did not know what he was thinking.

"Did you find Don Juan?" Li Xiaotian regained his gaze and asked.

The pure man hesitated and said: "He appeared today."

Li Xiaotian’s eyebrows picked and said: “Oh, that should be his initiative, not because you found him?”

In the eyes of the pure child, a touch of color was flashed, and it was actually guessed by Li Xiaotian.

Li Xiaotian was not surprised at all. He said with a smile: "Tang Hao is very embarrassed. He really wants to hide. I am afraid that there are not many people in the world who can find him. However, I guess he can't keep it all the time. He has Of course, the appeal must be made, and the appeal can be achieved."

The pure man stared at Li Xiaotian and asked: "Do you know his purpose?"

"Of course, he has the emperor in his hand, and the truth of the island incident with the life of the emperor, of course you will not refuse." Li Xiaotian said.

The pure man couldn't laugh, and he snorted and turned and walked toward the cabin.

Li Xiaotian smiled twice and followed suit.

"What are you doing?" In front of the cabin, Chunzi stopped and turned and stared at Li Xiaotian.

Li Xiaotian smiled unspeakably: "I want to see the national teacher, of course I have to come here."

"National teacher is you can you see?" Pure son angered, even the emperor could not casually see the national teacher, this foreigner He De He can, Zhangkou closed mouth will see the national division, you think this is your home One-third of the land?

Li Xiaotian was not angry, said faintly: "See you, it is the national division who has the final say, your words can not do the Lord."

After that, he pushed his hand to the wooden door.

The virgin wants to stop, an old voice smashed out of the door: "Pure, please come in."

The action of the pure man immediately froze, his face changed slightly, and he had to stop the attack.

Oops!

The wooden door opened automatically.

Li Xiaotian walked in and walked in, and the light immediately dimmed. Only the faint lights outside the window and outside the door lighted into the wooden house, which allowed people to recognize the surrounding environment.

Although it was the second time, Li Xiaotian still had a feeling that his heart was smashed, and the feeling of suffocation came.

This wooden house is not big, especially when you see the inside, you will feel that the wooden house is small.

There is very little furniture in the chalet, only a table and a bed, very simple.

Of course, this is also a reason, because there is not enough room in the wooden house because most of the space in the wooden house is occupied by a large pit.

There is a big pit in the middle of the house, which is filled with swords, like a pool of swords.

This big pit is Jianchi. It is a relic of the legacy of the National Teacher. It is another big place in addition to Jianlin in the National Teacher's Office.

However, there is a national division in Jianchi, and no one can approach it without being allowed.

Li Xiaotian's gaze couldn't help but linger in the sword pool. Even if he had seen this sword pool once again, when he saw it again, there was still a chilling breath.

This sword pool is famous, even more famous than Jianlin, but because of the masters of these swords.

The masters of these swords are not masters of a generation, especially the masters of kendo. These people are all challenging the masters of the National Teacher's Office. Later, they have proved time and time that their challenges are ridiculous and ridiculous.

Compared with the national teacher, they are vulnerable and not worth mentioning.

It is precisely because they have lost to the national division, so their own swords stay in the sword pool, accumulated over time, there is the true face of today's sword pool.

The pure man followed the eyes of Li Xiaotian to the sword pool, and snorted, as if reminding Li Xiaotian not to think.

Of course, there are many valuable weapons of the gods in the sword pool. Even in the past many years, the quality and power will certainly not be bad.

It is a coincidence that the average person gets a weapon of the gods. The blessings of the greatness of the heavens, but there are so many weapons and weapons in the world, it is a sigh.

If one can take away one of the swords, then the power will definitely increase after going out, and there will be no harm.

The National Teacher's Office has never done this, and has always kept this sword pool. The right is the object of the door.

Li Xiaotian's gaze moved away slightly and cast it in the darkness behind Jianchi.

In the darkness, a person quietly sat down on his knees and couldn't see the true face, but he looked very thin and looked quietly in his chair and lowered his head.

Li Xiaotian already knew that this person was a famous national teacher. She did not dare to have a big fortune, and she did not humble her hand.

The national teacher did not seem to see it, and put more attention on the pure child. His eyes swept over the long sword in her hand and said with a slight surprise: "Pure son, congratulations!"