There are several rows of crooked small characters on the stone wall next to the skeleton, and nothing else is there.

"My name is Qingyuan."

"Love the sword for a lifetime, and be foolish."

"However, the heaven is unfair, and it is born with a dead end and cannot practice."

"You can be born like an ant, you should set a swan's ambition, your life is as thin as paper, but you have an unyielding heart! So what about the mortals! A spark can start a prairie fire, and a full water can penetrate a stone! I am a mortal, as a mortal, and a mortal, and I am a mortal.

Martial arts, carefully studied mortal swordsmanship, and at the beginning of the day, the ultimate sublimation will be achieved, and the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Period will be killed and the ninth level of the cultivator in Hanshan!"

"Leave three sword moves to wait for those who are destined to be!"

The one below.

But it was those three sword moves and annotations.

"mortal."

Gu Han glanced at the skeleton again, with a complex look on his face.

The sword in Uncle Wang’s hand.

Needless to say.

It must be Qingyuan's.

"amazing."

He sighed softly.

There is no secret to him in these three sword moves. The effect is similar to the Blood Spirit Art. They all follow the path of burning themselves, fighting for life with their lives, and burning them with their jades. Even so, they are pure mortals

It is unimaginable to kill a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

The difficulty is no less than that of a mortal killing Shanjun with bare hands.

"What a pity."

The witch felt a little regretful.

"If this person can practice, no matter what his qualifications are, he will definitely shine."

"good."

Gu Han deeply agrees.

With Qingyuan's nature, if he can practice, he only needs to have half the qualifications of Mr. Jian and fight him with Zhan Qing in his hand, he will definitely fall into a hard battle or even a death-death battle.

He praised it.

It's not these three sword moves.

It is Qingyuan's will.

A spark can start a prairie fire, and a stream of water can penetrate stones.

"mortal."

"The meaning of the human world."

He kept whispering, as if he had fallen into some kind of enlightenment again, and the seed in his heart grew a lot again.

Fireworks on earth.

negligible.

With hundreds of fireworks, you can cover the clouds and avoid the moon.

And thousands of fireworks are sweeping!

What if... more?

Come back to your senses again.

But I saw the witch staring at him without blinking.

"how's it going?"

"I saw a... road."

"road?"

The witch seems not to be surprised.

"If others know that you can understand the existence of the road through personal disasters, you will be jealous of you to death."

“How to say it?”

"There are very few people who can understand the path, and they are all geniuses among the geniuses. The feeling your path gives me is very strong and special."

“…”

Gu Han was silent for a moment.

"Because... you are on that road."

Because of you.

I saw the world.

You are there.
Chapter completed!