Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

"It's really strange, judging by the sword pattern and the luster of the sword body. "

　　"It's not supposed to be buried. "

　　Su Qinghua stretched out his hand and gently slid it over the sword.

　　There was also a slight envy on her face, although the long sword on her waist was of good quality, and it was a treasure-level top-grade.

　　But Jiang Ran's choice was not lost to the long sword on her waist at all, and the quality was even higher.

　　"That's because it doesn't want people who don't have the vision to choose it. "

　　Jiang Ran crossed the sword body, looked at the sword in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

　　Eyes and feelings are very important opportunities, and this opportunity was also grasped by Jiang Ran.

　　If you don't believe your feelings, even if you find this sword, you won't be able to pull it out.

　　After all, the rust on the sword alone was enough to dissuade the vast majority of people.

　　"Wait, there's a word on this sword. "

　　"Ten thousand... Huh?"

　　"What a strange name..."

　　Su Qinghua pointed to the name on the sword, and her face showed a hint of doubt.

　　And Jiang Ran also carefully saw the portrayal on the sword at this time.

　　I didn't care much in my heart, so I picked up the scabbard given by Su Tianyang and put it into the sheath.

　　The chill was immediately masked.

　　"Wan Ling, it's a strange name indeed. "

　　"But the implication is okay, if my sister is okay, I'll leave first. "

　　"It's still early, and I'm just going to try my sword. "

　　Jiang Ran looked at Su Qinghua, also said goodbye, and then walked in the direction of the back mountain.

　　There's a special sword test stone there, even though no one has been there for a long time.

　　"What a wooden head. "

　　"In addition to cultivation is cultivation, if you don't cultivate one day, maybe the sun will come out of the west. "

　　Su Qinghua smiled slightly, looked at Jiang Ran's back, and couldn't help but shake her head and complain.

　　。。。。。。

　　On the other side, Jiang Ran came to the back mountain alone to test the sword stone.

　　There are only four or five disciples in the entire Bajian Peak.

　　Except for Jiang Ran and Su Qinghua, the others were all younger disciples who had just joined.

　　No one will come to the mountain at all.

　　Even if Jiang Ran made any moves, he could rest assured and didn't have to worry about someone coming.

　　On a boulder in front of him, under the end of the setting sun, it appeared to be covered by a layer of red glow.

　　But that alone is enough to see how hard the stone is.

　　It can be called a sword test stone, it is definitely not simple, Jiang Ran can feel it from the white marks on the stone.

　　"Boom!"

　　Jiang Ran pulled out the long sword at his waist, and his eyes slowly closed.

　　At present, he is already in the half-step innate realm, and he vaguely seems to be able to feel the realm above the sword qi.

　　The realm of the sword style is nothing more than practice makes perfect, endure loneliness and memorize it in your heart and body.

　　Sword Qi is different, it requires cultivation as a cornerstone, and it doesn't have much skill.

　　It will be accompanied by the improvement of the innate realm and make the sword qi stronger and stronger.

　　In Jiang Ran's opinion, it is necessary to control the input of true qi to make it easier to control the sword qi.

　　This is not a difficult thing for Jiang Ranyan, whose mental power is stronger than ordinary people.

　　This also led to why Jiang Ran had just stepped into the Sword Qi Realm not long ago.

　　can be supplemented by the will of martial arts, and begin to explore the realm of sword potential.

　　"Buzz!"

　　The sound of the sword blade clanging continued to resound in the valley of the back mountain.

　　Jiang Ran's right hand long sword Wan Yan pointed obliquely at the ground, and the sharp qi began to emanate from the tip of the sword.

　　kept hitting the ground, even before Jiang Ran could swing his sword.

　　Where the sword was pointed, there was a sound of shattering in response to the scene.

　　"Huh?"

　　Jiang Ran's eyes opened suddenly, and his original momentum stagnated a little at this moment.

　　He felt that the only true qi in his body was pouring into the sword body as if it was not under his control at all.

　　It's not just that, but after a moment's effort, Jiang Ran didn't wait for Jiang Ran to figure out what the situation was.

　　The true qi in the body has been swept away, and the blood qi in the body is uncontrollably agitated.

　　Like true qi, it began to pour into the ten thousand people held in Jiang Ran's hands.

　　"How is that possible... Could it be..."

　　Jiang Ran's face was a little ugly, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

　　With a spiritual sword, he will not maintain a skeptical attitude, and there is absolutely reason to believe that there will be such a weapon.

　　But this sword, if it is a spirit sword, is more like a magic sword.

　　Originally, there was still a slight rust on the hilt of the sword that could not be cleaned clearly, after absorbing Jiang Ran's blood qi.

　　The sword seemed to regain its vigor and began to emit bursts of light noise.

　　The sharp qi also brought a burst of blood, but the speed of absorbing Jiang Ran's blood qi did not stop.

　　If it is not stopped, it is estimated that Jiang Ran will definitely be sucked dry.

　　"Stop!"

　　A cold glint flashed in Jiang Ran's eyes, and his arm waved suddenly.

　　A blood-colored sword qi swung out from the sword body, and in an instant, it was already a little dark in the valley.

　　Blood-colored light flickered around, instantly illuminating the valley in front of him.

　　"Bang!"

　　"Boom!"

　　The sword qi slammed into the sword test stone, and a roar exploded with red light.

　　Like a firework, it exploded in the night.

　　Wan Yan's sword also emitted a little bit of red blood.

　　And with Jiang Ran's angry shout, the martial arts will in his body continued to burst out.

　　In just a moment, he had already suppressed the ten thousand people in his hand.

　　"Magic Sword?"

　　Jiang Ran's chest rose and fell slightly, and the qi and blood in his body began to flow back.

　　The blood qi that had been absorbed also began to slowly return to Jiang Ran's body.

　　The Wan Yan in his hand also began to be honest, and he stopped making a clanging sound.

　　There are no wonders in the world, and the strangeness of Wan Qian did not make Jiang Ran feel afraid of it, and discarded the blade in his hand.

　　On the contrary, he was stimulated with a stubbornness and held Wan Ling in his hand tightly.

　　He knew that this was the sword that did not yet see itself as its master.

　　Spiritual swords all have their own thoughts, but Jiang Ran doesn't feel that he will not be able to make them surrender.

　　It's just a dead thing, even if it's spiritual.

　　"Without my use, you're just a handful of broken iron that has been buried in the Sword Mountain. "

　　A cold glint flashed in Jiang Ran's eyes, and he looked at the ten thousand people in his hand and muttered to himself.

　　He didn't want the sword to know, and only when he discovered it, he had to surrender to himself.

　　Jiang Ran wants to use his own strength, his own strength and talent, to completely conquer the ten thousand people in his hands.

　　Even if it's a magic sword, even if it can absorb true qi and blood qi, what's the matter.

　　It can be used as a sharp sword in his hand to cut a strong enemy at his feet, then it will do.

　　I am most afraid of achieving nothing, and I am extremely greedy.