The matter is settled.

The Master's letters were lost and found again.

Chen Jinyi was taken down and prepared to be interrogated.

Qin Li did not leave, but stood there and waited patiently.

Han Wendao handled everything and couldn't help asking: "Junior Brother Qin, why don't you go to the big library to choose the ninth-grade immortal arts? Why are you waiting here for?"

Qin Li bowed and smiled and said, "Senior Brother Han, there are many ninth-grade immortal arts in the library. I don't know which one to choose, so I want to ask you."

"You're really a ghost."

Han Wendao smiled slightly, his face no longer as cold as before: "Tell me, what type of immortal art do you need?"

“The strongest!”

Qin Li was straightforward.

"oh?"

Han Wendao's eyes lit up, and he smiled helplessly: "Junior Brother Qin, your ambition is quite big!"

"Well! Come with me, let's go to the sword department!"

Han asked as he flew into the air, and Qin Li also drove the escape light and followed.

On the way.

Qin Li asked, "Senior Brother Han, why don't we go to the Grand Library?"

Han Wendao explained: "The strongest immortal art recognized in the academy, "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords", is no longer a large library, but in the sword department."

Qin Li was interested in the twenty-one Xixuan Academy, among which the most powerful one was the sword department, and the sword cultivators inside were all fighting fierce people.

Soon!                                                              

There are no palaces and pagodas around here, but some thatched cottages are built against the mountain, which is quite simple.

Below is an open square where hundreds of sword disciples practice swords.

Among them, there are many sword cultivators who hold a sharp iron sword in their hands, fighting against each other, and sparks are splashing everywhere.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Qin Li asked curiously, vaguely thinking that he had seen these moves.

Han Wendao explained: "This is Yi Jianzhi, the main research direction of the sword department, not a fairy technique, but a superposition of various sword moves.

When you meet a sword cultivator in the future, you must not be approached by them, otherwise you will be very desperate."

Qin Li suddenly realized that no wonder he felt familiar. It turned out that the old man who was backing the mountain used the same trick. It was indeed extremely sharp and once he was close, it would be extremely troublesome.

At this time.

An immortal king flew from afar.

He is eight feet tall, wearing armor and carrying a giant sword, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Meet Master Chongjian."

Han Wendao bowed his hand and said straight to the point: "I want to take Qin Li to comprehend the "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords Art"!"

The King of the Immortal Sword looked at Qin Li carefully and couldn't help but laugh boldly: "Is this kid who broke the case of book theft?

It’s really the next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave, and each generation is stronger than the next.”

"My master is over-reputable."

Qin Li said modestly.

"Come with me!"

The Immortal King of Heavy Sword is not long-winded and leads the way ahead.

Qin Li and Han Wendao followed behind.

After many twists and turns.

The three of them came to a mountain.

This mountain towers into the clouds and looks down on the mountains, like a sword soaring into the sky.

Interestingly, half of the mountain was cut off, forming a smooth section as smooth as a mirror, with dense sword marks on it.

Han asked, "This is the sword cliff!"

The Immortal King of Heavy Swords smiled and said, "Sword scars are "One Thought and Ten Thousand Swords Art"!"

Qin Li was very surprised. When he looked at the sword scars carefully, he could feel a sharp sword intent. Even if he had been hit by wind and rain for a long time, he was still murderous. Ordinary people would feel their eyes hurt after watching for a while. If they kept staring at the cliff, they would probably be blind.

"Who left this sword mark?"

Qin Li asked.

Han Wendao replied: "This is left by the late Master Wan Jian."

As soon as he mentioned this name, the King of Swords darkened his eyes and sighed: "The King of Ten Thousand Swords is my master and the most outstanding sword cultivator in the academy's history."

"He has seen the strengths of hundreds of schools, integrated more than 1,200 sword techniques, and created the "One Thought and Ten Thousand Swords Art", which has swept the world and is famous.

It’s a pity that he failed to attack the Immortal King, and he had no choice but to die, leaving only this sword wall!"

Qin Li secretly smacked his tongue and merged more than a thousand sword techniques, how cruel it was.

No wonder "One Thought Ten Thousand Swords" is hailed as the strongest.

"Junior Brother Qin, go and realize the truth!"

Han Wendao pointed to the small pavilion not far away: "The sword intent contained in the sword scar hurts people's spirit. Only by sitting in the sword pavilion can we not be affected."

Qin Li looked sideways and couldn't help but be shocked.

The pavilion is not big, and there are only a few people sitting down, but the material used is actually a sixth-grade soul-raising wood, which is really a luxury. No wonder it can ignore the damage of the sword intent.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Han, for your advice!"

Qin Li said thank you and flew straight into Wujian Pavilion.

The Immortal King of Heavy Sword narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Do you think this kid can understand the sword technique?"

Han Wendao said lightly: "Junior Brother Qin has a very talented person. He will be able to cultivate the eighth grade of the Immortal Lord in less than a hundred years old. There should be no problem in the sudden enlightenment of the sword technique."

The Immortal King of Heavy Sword shook his head: "I think it's quite lingering. It took me twenty years to understand the sword technique, but Qin Li is not a sword cultivator. Even if he is talented, he has to spend one or two hundred years to comprehend."

"It depends on his luck! If it really doesn't work, I will take him to the Grand Library and choose another ninth-grade immortal art."

Han asked, and turned around and left.

The Immortal King of Heavy Sword glanced at Qin Li and left.

Under the sword cliff.

Only Qin Li was left.

"How should we comprehend this sword wall?"

Qin Li looked at the densely packed sword marks in front of him and felt his scalp numb.

The sun sets up in the east, and the moon rises and goes down in the west.

And this sitting lasts for three days.

He kept staring at the sword wall and finally saw some tricks.

These complex sword marks are classified into more than 1,200, and through the position of the sword mark, he can reversely deduce the sword trajectory.

If you continue to comprehend, you can feel that more than a thousand sword techniques are strangling each other, swallowing and fusing each other.

It’s like raising a Gu, and the last surviving Gu King is the "One Thought and Ten Thousand Swords Art" that integrates the strengths of a hundred schools of thought.

Therefore, the more you deduce it, the more obscure the sword moves become and difficult to understand.

This morning.

A girl came to the quiet sword cliff. When she saw Qin Li, she immediately frowned.

“Who are you and why are you here?

The idle people are not allowed to approach Jian Cliff."

The girl is quite rude and wants to drive people out as soon as she opens her mouth.

Qin Li glanced sideways and was a beautiful young girl wearing a goose yellow dress and holding a thin sword. She looked very beautiful and cute, but she had a bad temper.

"I am Qin Li from the Dan tribe, and Master Chongjian asked me to comprehend here."

The girl was stunned and then sneered: "Nonsense, how could my father allow the Dan tribe to come to Jian Cliff to comprehend? Get out quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Believe it or not!"

Qin Li shook his head, not wanting to pay attention to it anymore.

Hearing this! The girl got angry and looked at Qin Li with contempt and angrily said, "I won't leave, right?"
To be continued...