Chapter 2353

"Dean, with this, maybe, our expectation for the future snow can be higher." Xu opened his mouth and stared at the bottom.

Originally, qianqiuxue has been open suddenly in these two hundred years. The eighth and ninth moves in the heart of a hundred thousand swords have been successfully cultivated in succession, which is extremely shocking and surprising. The expectation and estimation of qianqiuxue is already infinitely high.

Now, with the teaching of song Qingqian, he became a disciple of song Qingqian.

Then, for the expectation of the future, it must be higher.

At least, in Xu's heart, the future snow, even if it can't compare with Su Chen, Huang Qi, and Qu mu, can definitely compete.

"It's also a good thing. In the future, the holy palace will have four great Monsters: Su Chen, qianqiuxue, huangqi and qumu!" Wang Laoning said, the eyes of the old are full of expectation.

"I'm afraid that when Su Chen leaves the blood pool of the emperor and is crushed by the snow for thousands of years, it will cause great damage to Su Chen's heart and state of mind. If Su Chen's whole body is in disuse, it won't be worth it." Guo Lao smiled bitterly and shook his head, not without worry.

Suddenly, all the high-level officials, including Feng, changed their faces slightly.

Yes!!!

If Su Chen is defeated by qianqiuxue, will he never recover?

Once Su Chen is down, the loss will be great.

"I only hope that song wench can teach less." Guo Lao's secluded way. He is the elder of the Supreme Court. He lives older than Feng and song Qingqian. In those days, when song Qingqian and Feng were in the holy palace, he experienced that. He knew song Qingqian's talent in sword way.

You're welcome.

In the whole world, song qingshallow is the top five swordsmen in this era.

In addition to the good old monster in the holy land of sword Tomb of that first-class power, song qingshallow is the strongest sword repair in the world.

Even in the past ten million years, Feng prisoner had to worry about the holy palace. Song Qingqian lived in seclusion in Qingfeng and devoted himself to cultivation. Maybe Feng prisoner was not song Qingqian's opponent.

Let Professor Song Qingqian fall in the snow!

Snow can really make progress in a day.

This is really cruel to Su Chen.

"Let it be." Feng's face was even worse, and his mood was very depressed.

Below.

Song Qingqian has begun to teach qianqiuxue.

"Autumn snow, look at my ninth move in the heart of a hundred thousand swords." Song qingshallow light way: "look carefully."

Voice down, Song Qing shallow raise hand, random wave.

In an instant.

In her hand, there is an extra green silk.

Very thin, very thin green silk.

The green silk looks soft and delicate.

It seems that it is difficult to touch and pick up with hands.

But song Qingqian waved the green silk at will.

The green silk moves.

It seems to move with the wind.

But this move.

Half the sky!!!

It's cracked.

Over.

There is a sword trace across the sky and the sky, which is 100 thousand meters long and clear.

What's more, from the crack of the sword mark on the dome that day, countless sword rains fell.

Every sword rain integrates everything in the world and the charm of the road. Those sword rain are different, some are made of fire, some are in the form of wind, some are in the color of lightning, some are in the flavor of flowers and plants, some are in the flavor of the earth.

Although different.

But every sword rain has something in common. It's silent, invisible and motionless. It's the artistic conception of the sword. It's a sharp sword, and it can't be avoided.

At this moment, in front of the blood pool, all the students of the heaven holy academy feel that their body shape doesn't exist, the spirit disappears, the body melts, as if, everything melts in the endless sword rain.

They can't move.

Thinking can't spread.

Xuanqi can't work.

Where the eyes go, there is only the world of sword rain.

No matter they are sword cultivators or soul cultivators, no matter they are monsters or humans, no matter they are devil cultivators or righteous cultivators, no matter their attributes are fire, water and gold

All of them think that at this moment, the whole world of Jianyu is coming towards themselves and is locked in themselves.

Even Feng and others in the sky, at the moment, all look solemn to the extreme.

They feel more clearly.

Extremely strong.

Song qingshallow's heart sword is too strong to imagine.

In addition to Feng prisoner and the three supreme elders, the other high-level members of the holy palace, at the moment, can't move any more, and are also fixed in the world of Jianyu.

"Scatter." At the next moment, song Qingqian spits out a word, and then, the world of sword rain disappears, and the sword mark on the sky disappears. Everything is calm, as if the last moment was an illusion."Autumn snow, you feel the same heart sword. Is there any difference between the master and you?" Song qingshallow asked.

"Nature of heaven and earth!!!" Qianqiuxue is silent for a moment, and gives such two words.

"Oh? Tell me more. " Song Qingqian's eyes brightened slightly and said.

"Master's heart sword, Taoism is natural, three lives in heaven, covering the world." Thousand autumn snow serious way.

She has realized.

It's also the heart sword. The power of the heart sword you use is ten times less than that of the master's mind?

The reason for the gap is that the master's heart sword is a sword in a broad sense.

And his heart sword is in a narrow sense.

Generally speaking, one's own heart sword can only be the sword world under the essence of snow at present!!!

Endless snow.

All swords can't escape the taste of snow.

Because the way of eternal snow is snow. Only snow can exert its greatest power.

And the way of the master is snow, rain, wind, water, heaven and earth, cloud, sky, mountain, all nature, all things in the true broad sense.

It's what the real heart thinks. It can think of all things, not just the same.

It's too broad.

It's too big.

It's too vast.

By contrast, I have only snow.

It's too monotonous.

It's too narrow.

"Not bad." Song qingshallow nodded with appreciation, but was a little surprised with the understanding of qianqiuxue: "qiuxue, there is a snow word in your name, and the whole person's temperament and snow also agree, so your martial arts and the whole martial arts are integrated with the artistic conception of snow. However, Cheng is also snow. Defeat is also snow. If the heart of the heart sword moves, and only snow comes to mind, then your heart sword is incomplete, a tip of the iceberg, and can't play the power of the real heart sword. "

"Master, I understand." The snow nodded heavily.

"Next, you try to forget the snow, try to make your heart sword, become everything in the world, become the world of mountains, wind, water, clouds, fire, trees, flowers and plants, and imagine everything you can imagine." Song qingshallow continued.