Poetry Sword Immortal? What a big name!

Chen Chu asked curiously: "That, uncle, this Poetry Sword Immortal is very strong?"

Jia Shengshou said for granted: "Then you still need to ask? It is said that this poem, Sword Immortal Xiao Chen, is very powerful whenever he makes a move, and there must be a line of poetry. Although the poems of Sword Immortal have not been circulated many times, they are quite catchy."

Reading poetry? You still read poetry when you make moves? Is it so thrilling?

Chen Chu said curiously: "Is it like a sword, two dragons, snowflakes shine on the lotus, rays shine on the sky and the earth, and thunder cannot rush?"

Jia Shengshou suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Boy, why do you do the poems of the Sword Immortal? Tell me quickly, where did you learn this?"

But before he finished asking, the giant sword "Slaying Dragon" stuck far away in the ground actually emitted a slight "buzzing" dragon roar!

This...this...as expected, this Poetry Sword Immortal seems to be a time traveler. Damn!

At this time, Chu Er also spoke from Chen Chu's mind: "Chu Yi, this dragon-slaying giant sword responded just now. You should continue to recite the poem quickly! Read it quickly!"

Chu Yi said bitterly: "Damn, do you think I am a top student who graduated from the Chinese department? I don't know much about poetry!"

Chu Er jumped up and shouted, "Why did you wither at the critical moment? Go back to Earth and ask the Duma! What are you waiting for?"

At this time, Daji, who was sleeping beside him, also woke up, rubbing his eyes and mouth with saliva flowing, "Brother Chu Yi is here? What are you doing here in a mysterious way? Tell me about it!"

At such a critical moment, there was no time to explain, Chu Yi patted Daji's little head: "Don't worry, my brother will make a trick for you later."

With a "biu" sound, he went back to the earth.

After jumping out of bed in a few seconds, Chu Yi rushed to the room with a computer in two steps, and turned on the computer without saying a word. At this time, Chu Er's voice came over: "Chu Yi, I just read two more lines of poetry. Don't say it's really effective!"

Damn, Chu Er is also a well-educated person and can recite poetry!

Chu Yi asked curiously: "What poem did you read? Tell me."

Chu Er said with a smile: "Geese, goose, geese, sing to the sky..."

Chu Yi: "Get out, I know how to embarrass me! Wait, I'll open the dog immediately!"

At this time, in the mysterious cave, the white-haired lion Jia Shengshou and Chu Er Daji were sitting upright. Chu Er's blood-red eyes were staring at the dragon-slaying giant sword in front of him, waiting for Chu Yi to ask the Duniang.

After a while, Chu Yi's voice sounded in Chu Er's mind. After reciting a few poems, Chu Er silently remembered them and immediately sang: "The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines on the nineteen continents!"

Sure enough, as soon as Chu Er finished speaking, a loud dragon roar came from the dragon-slaying giant sword. After a long time, the whole dragon-slaying giant sword mixed with huge shocks, and there were signs of floating upwards.

For a moment, the three people in the cave were stunned by the scene in front of them. Jia Shengshou said in surprise: "God. It's really OK! Is this dragon-slaying giant sword really going to recognize the master?"

At this time, the whole scene was extremely strange. The sword body of the dragon-slaying giant sword kept shaking, making loud sounds of dragon roars, and even the iron frame where it was placed trembled due to the vibration of the sword body. The more strange it looked, it was as weird as it was.

Chu Er was also shocked, then was overjoyed. He stared at the dragon-slaying giant sword in front of him that was inserted into the ground. Subconsciously grabbed his hand on the hilt of the two-foot-long sword in the Dragon-slaying Sword, and shouted: "Can it be, it's really..."

Unexpectedly, before a word was finished, a lightning flashed from the place where the hand and the sword hilt were held. In just a moment, a large amount of information and extremely magnificent pictures added to Chu Er's mind.

In my mind, a man couldn't see his face clearly, but he could clearly see that the weapon in this man's hand was the Dragon Slaying.

The man stood on the top of a mountain. The dragon-slaying weighed 328 kilograms was lightly the same as a straw in his hand. Every move and every move had great power. Dozens of martial arts masters in front of him and behind him could not even be able to do it in close proximity.

Soon, the picture turned sharply. This time the sword holder was a giant man nearly two meters tall. His moves were wide open and closed, and he had all the rules. There were several moves even swept across the sword back. However, like the man before, each move was generally powerful, breaking mountains and cracking stones.

The picture continued to rotate. After a while, Chu Er, who was completely immersed in his consciousness, finally slowly opened his eyes.

There was a smile on his face that satisfies surprise.

It was a feeling of satisfaction.

Because the dragon-slaying giant sword weighing 328 kilograms was already lightly held in his hand by Chu Er, who claimed to be powerless! He used a little force on his arms, and the dragon-slaying giant sword with a two-foot hilt and a seven-foot sword body, had been pulled out of the ground by him!

This was indeed a real giant sword, but the appearance was shocking, but Chu Er held the giant sword in his hand and couldn't feel heavy at all. This giant sword had spirituality and could recognize the master. It was indeed true!

After waving it casually, Chu Er did not feel any discomfort. At the same time, a burst of ecstasy surged in his heart.

Because at this time, Chu Er also truly understood how to use this dragon-slaying giant sword!

Poem of murderous intent.

Chu Er didn't know how this word came about. He only knew that it was almost like a flash of inspiration just now, and the word appeared in his mind. The meaning of this word is that every move must be matched by the corresponding verse. The greater the murderous intent of the verse, the higher the power of the sword technique.

The higher the power, the greater the spiritual power it consumes.

With Chu Er's little absorbed spiritual energy left in his body at this time, he could only use one move.

Holding the Dragon Slaying, Chu Er stood quietly in the center of the hall in the cave, took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and suddenly asked Chu Yi in his mind: "Chu Yi, find me a poem..."

Chu Yi on the other side of the earth: "You illiterate... remember it - the sound of wind and rain coming at night, how many flowers fall."

Chu Er remembered it firmly and immediately chanted: "The sound of wind and rain comes at night, how many flowers fall."

At this time, the verses chanted by Chu Er's mouth seemed to be heard from the Nine Heavens River. At the same time, Chu Er slowly held the dragon-slaying sword weighing 328 kilograms in his right arm.

This is a poem used to describe rain. It comes from Meng Haoran's spring dawn. The general idea is that I heard a gentle sound of wind and rain in the hazy night. I don't know how many flowers blooming in the courtyard have been shaken now.!~!
Chapter completed!