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Chapter 116: The Sword Master is in my body, Haoran is in the Sword Mind, I am the Sword Master!

[Emperor Orange Fate - Trapped Dragon in the Abyss, Refining Degree Increased to 54%]

"Promotion of Fate Characteristics - Hidden Qi (Intermediate Level)"

"Hiding Qi (intermediate level): The dragon walks through the water, and the dragon abyss hides Qi, so that no one can see it. The secrets of heaven are hidden, and your cultivation is hidden. No one can see your fortune."

Lu Mingyuan returned to the cold palace and sat on the bed, still thinking about the terrifying power of the white-clothed heavenly master. Just a golden talisman could seal off the world.

The strength of this white-clothed Heavenly Master is much stronger than Yun Qinghe.

After a while, he moved to the "Zang Qi" in front of him.

Originally, Zang Qi only had the ability to hide cultivation, but now it has another hidden secret.

"Before you know it, it's halfway over."

It's been a long time since I've seen the figure of "Trapped Dragon in Yuan". Now that the fourth prince's death has increased by another ten percent, Lu Mingyuan feels a sense of urgency in his heart.

He doesn't know if the day when he reaches 100%, his own strength will be able to successfully get out of the cold palace without looking at other people's faces. Logically speaking, that should be the case.

If one day, he can be as strong as this white-clothed Heavenly Master, he must have the ability to protect himself, and he can not be afraid of anyone in the Great Yan Palace, then I'm afraid, I just don't know how long that day will be.

Maybe in two years, the father will die and the eighth prince will ascend the throne.

With Lu Yunqing's temperament, would he risk the disapproval of the world and directly clear his name?

This possibility still exists.

However, the horoscope has not yet been revealed. No matter how powerful the Eighth Prince is now, he is not sitting in the East Palace. It is too early to think about this.

"Read here for today."

Now that he was no longer interested in learning martial arts, Lu Mingyuan interrupted Princess Zhao's reading.

Yang Yingchan also looked surprised. She didn't expect that today would end so early.

Did the Sixth Prince let her go, or did he feel sorry for her?

Lu Mingyuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm not as rude as my elder brother. I feel sorry for my sister-in-law, and I don't want her to be sad. Just reading these things all the time will inevitably be boring and tired of listening. My sister-in-law can find some story books in private and learn from them. Learn how those storytellers tell stories vividly, it’s always the same skill.”

"I remember that there are many illustrated books among the people. The characters are vivid and the content is suitable for all ages. They are selling very well. Can my sister-in-law come and get a few books to read?"

If she reads books with human body illustrations, Yang Yingchan feels like she wants to die.

"Those books are of no value and are meant for ordinary people to read. My uncle has a noble status, so why should he give in? I can prepare some stories and tell them to my uncle."

She spoke rather tactfully, and Lu Mingyuan smiled softly, but did not embarrass her.

"In that case, I'll take my leave first."

"I'll have to ask my uncle for my next letter."

It's a bright summer morning.

Lu Mingyuan got up early and went to the back mountain to practice swordsmanship.

His goal today is to practice the sword's power to perfection and strive to understand the sword's intention.

"Sword Sect (Elementary): Wind and thunder kill warriors, and Brahma sun kills the soul. Slightly improve the qualifications of swordsmanship, and the efficiency of swordsmanship and swordsmanship training will be increased by three times."

With the fate of "Sword Master" in my body, I shouldn't be so wasted.

Having two fates, "Martial Master" and "Sword Master", undoubtedly raised the upper limit of his martial arts by more than one level.

Fortunately, Lu Mingyuan had a good foundation in the past. He had accumulated a high level of basic sword-drawing moves and practiced the Dong Lei Sword Power. He also used Zhao Xuanwu's "Thunder Prison Sword Sutra" and practiced to the "Sword Heart Chapter" to condense his own sword skills. His artistic conception is very consistent, and the practice is smooth.

Now that we need to understand the meaning of the sword, it should be a matter of course.

After cutting the Qilin sword tens of thousands of times every day, after half a year, he has completely mastered many key points, and may combine them perfectly at any time to take that crucial step.

"What is hidden inside is yin, and the explosion is yang. The thunder is yin, and the bloody hell is yang. The cycle of yin and yang is endless, and the law of the sword is endless."

Lu Mingyuan continued to use his sword skills, silently reciting the teachings of the "Thunder Prison Sword Sutra" in his heart. A low sound boomed around his body, like thunder, and the blood-red swords he struck exploded one by one.

Thunder roared, hitting the mud irregularly.

Lu Mingyuan caressed the knife with five fingers, his mind was immersed, and the man and the knife became one.

"Practice your sword hard for an hour and trigger the trait [Grandmaster]. The progress of "Thunder Prison Sword Sutra" will be doubled tenfold!"

"Understand the meaning of the sword, trigger the trait [Sword Sect], and improve the skill of the sword three times!"

"Thunder Prison Sword Sutra: Sword Heart Chapter (8900/10000)"

"Wind and thunder, Brahma and the sun, swords and bullfights!"

As long as the knife is drawn quickly enough! The knife is dense enough! It can split anything!

"A little bit, a little bit worse!"

Lu Mingyuan has used the Thunder Prison Sword style so many times that the combination of physical strength and vitality, as well as the changes in the strength of the sword technique, have become instinctive. He is constantly pursuing the most complete feeling, and he can clearly discover every little flaw in himself within ten feet of the field.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

Every cut is pursued.

"call."

Finally, when a certain knife struck out, he finally achieved the most complete feeling he wanted.

That sense of completeness makes the muscles and bones reach a mysterious fit, bursting out several times the power at once, the movement of vitality is also full of beautiful rhythm, and the cooperation of the physical body and vitality is suddenly perfectly coordinated.

The power of the sword and the people have reached their peak!

The speed of the lightning sword suddenly increased sharply.

The sword flashed, and the gas flew everywhere, becoming blurry as it crossed the sky. Then it hit a huge mountain cliff. There was an extremely low explosion sound, and ball lightning appeared at the location where it struck, causing the air to twist and fluctuate. .

If it strikes the supreme master, even if his physical body can withstand the sword and he survives, the 'Thunder Prison Sword Power' implied by this sword will be enough to turn the opponent's internal organs into blood, even if he is a newly promoted martial artist in the sea-viewing realm. The hole is shattered, and he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

With ten more eight blows, he can kill the new Guanhai martial artist.

But the other party is also not a fool, and it is impossible for him to stand still and chop you down. The real situation is that the other party may run away.

A peerless prodigy who has realized the 'Intention of the Sword', possesses the world's top sword skills, and is able to cross the border and kill the Eighth Realm monks with half a step.

Ordinary sword cultivators who want to break through to the realm of sword spirit must first rely on talent and secondly, sharpen their skills. Even for those with excellent talents, it will take ten or twenty years. Only middle-level and fifth-level monks are qualified to comprehend the "realm of mind".

However, he has the "Sword Master" with him, so these are not problems.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

The sounds of swords made people's hearts tremble when they heard them. Each sword was so fast and blurred that the light of the sword could not be seen clearly. It was so fast and fierce!

Lu Mingyuan was enjoying it.

For this reason, he did not return to Leng Gong for two days and two nights, and stayed on the cliff behind Leng Gong to practice swordsmanship. Fortunately, he told Ziyun Hongwan in advance that she did not need to look for him, and that he needed to retreat for a period of time.

Until two days passed.

He lowered his head and felt the earth on the ground was scorched and black, pressing and rolling.

In an instant, the sword light suddenly appeared, and the Qilin sword broke out of the ground, merging with the thunderous energy coming from Lu Mingyuan's body!

He seemed to be aware of it, holding the handle of the knife, and a vast knife intention emerged from it, completely covering him.

The sword's intention was extremely terrifying, and Lu Mingyuan's body was full of energy and blood, and at the same time, thunder sounded from his body!

The wind and thunder flashed, the sword energy was like a dragon, Lu Mingyuan's posture holding the sword was like the arrival of the unparalleled sword master!

"The power of the sword is condensed into the intention of the sword. The intention of the sword is real and can be seen with the naked eye."

"So, this is the intention of the Thunder Prison Sword."

Lu Mingyuan looked at the illusory knife shadow that appeared on his palm. It was faintly twisted in red and blue colors, but extremely sharp, representing the two powers of "Thunder" and "Blood Prison".

"The intention of the sword has been fulfilled."

Lu Mingyuan checked the panel and saw that the skill column had changed.

"Azure Fate - Sword Master, the refining rate increases by 20%"

"Thunder Prison Sword Sutra·Sword Intent Chapter (100/50000)"

"I've done it, I've done it."

Lu Mingyuan finally let go of the handle of the knife in a numb manner. For him, after two days and two nights of swinging the handle of the knife, his energy was a little too much. He was silent for a moment, and then he showed excitement.

The initial realization of the sword's intention is already inspiring enough.

Before he could be happy for too long, he discovered that the Qilin sword on the ground had been shattered into pieces. It was obvious that he could no longer bear the sword's intention on his body and could not bear the power of the Thunder Prison.

Lu Mingyuan thought for a moment: "Now I need a good sword. The world's most important weapons can no longer satisfy me."

I couldn't help but think of the master's words.

It is more difficult for a swordsman to find the best sword in the world than for a swordsman.

He does not require a heaven and earth spiritual treasure bred in the Blessed Land Cave, as long as he has a spiritual weapon of ordinary quality or above.

"You are indeed here."

At this time, a chuckle like an oriole's clear spring reached Lu Mingyuan's ears.

A woman wearing a traditional Chinese traditional skirt came to the back mountain, and it formed a beautiful embellishment with the green mountains and forests.

"Wuxue, why are you here?"

Lu Mingyuan also looked happy when he saw the person coming.

Seeing the mahogany food box in the other person's hand, he seemed to have some enlightenment.

Apparently, Qi Muxue had not seen him for two days, so she came to look for him with the food box in hand.

"Ziyun said that you often practice martial arts in the back mountain, so I came to take a look."

Qi Muxue smiled softly, blowing through Lu Mingyuan's heartstrings like the spring breeze in March.

The numbness and exhaustion he had felt for two days had dissipated a lot.

"It's time to go back."

Lu Mingyuan smiled softly.

"Then I'll help you back."

Qi Muxue gathered her literary spirit with her finger and turned it into a brush, writing the words "quiet and concentrate".

In an instant, Lu Mingyuan felt that he was much more energetic.

Qi Muxue helped Lu Mingyuan's shoulders and casually mentioned:

"There has been a war recently, do you know?"

"where?"

"In the past two days, King Zhenbei sent troops to the southern border of the Great Underworld Holy Kingdom and won the first battle."

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