No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 179 Changes in the sky
The sword light has different colors depending on the sword practitioner's personality.

The color of the sword light represents the character of the swordsman.

Xu Shun's sword light is black, Zi Shu's sword light is white, Lan Ran's sword light is dark blue, and Qinghua Taoist's sword light is the most special!
It is colorless.

The color is like flowing water!

Colorless and invisible, the most elusive, the most unrestrained and uninhibited!

On the contrary, blue represents maturity, rationality and fortitude, just like cold ice.

It represents that Lan Ran has a mind as flowing as water, a heart as white clouds, and a sense of responsibility.

You can deceive yourself, but the light of the sword will never deceive others.

There are some things that only he can take on, and he knows he must do them. So when Lan Dai asked him to kill the exiled immortal, he didn't say a word.

In the years since the ancestors came back, he always felt that what the ancestors did was not right and was wrong.

Lan Dai came to him, but he didn't say anything.

Even if Landai didn't find him, he would do it.

Because he knew that only he could challenge the master with a sword and prove that what he said was right!

No one will listen if there is no force.

In Qinghua Sect, he is the only one who can make everyone listen to him!
Ten years ago, he might not be a match for the master, but now he is different!
He has become stronger, and he must win!
The deep blue sword light was like a blue rainbow, splitting the colorless sword light.

Then two sword lights, like dragons and beams of light, flew across the sky, east, west, south, and north, cutting the wind and clouds in the sky into pieces!

The scattered and shattered sword lights and the roaring sounds of the crisscrossing sword lights caused the Qinghua Mirror to activate the formation!

Taoist Lu Lu and other ancestors could only watch the two sword lights in the sky from the square of Qinghua Palace. With their cultivation, they couldn't even capture the sword lights with their spiritual consciousness!
In other words, they are not even qualified to watch the game!

After all, Taoist Qinghua is the founder, so it is understandable, but Lan Ran has only been practicing for many years?
How outrageous!

The gap between people is indeed greater than the gap between people and dogs!

He couldn't help but say to Taoist Qinggua: "My good nephew, how did you teach such an awesome disciple?"

Some other ancestors also looked at Taoist Qinggua.

Taoist Qinggua looked at the broken sky. There were black traces on the sky, making the sky look like a piece of white paper that was arbitrarily drawn on with a black pen.

The black mark was caused by the sword light cutting through the space.

Both of them have the ability to kill each other. When the two sword lights intersect, if one is not careful, the other will die.

"How could I have known that Lan Ran was so fierce!" Taoist Qinggua muttered to himself.

"Sword Red!!"

"Sword·No increase!"

"Sword Orange!"

"Sword·Undiminished!"

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As the sword lights crossed, Taoist Qinghua and Lan Ran each displayed their most proud moves. The sword lights shattered like fireworks, making the sky even more fragmented.

The sword light of Taoist Qinghua was suppressed again by the sword light of Lan Ran!
"This is a long-lost feeling, it's so pleasant!" Facing the impenetrable suppression of Lan Ran's sword light, Taoist Qinghua became more and more excited as the battle went on.

Sword lights flew past him, and any sword light that touched his body could cause him great damage!
He hasn't felt this way in a long, long time.

It was a fight between life and death, with incomparable excitement!

He practices cultivation just for this feeling.

"Come!" Taoist Qinghua's sword light flipped over and spread out like a nebula, and then the nebula collapsed and turned into an unknown and invisible sword light.

"Sword Green!"

The sword light transformed by Lan Ran turned into a ray of light.

A sword light, an incredible sword light. It was beyond the reach of any substance in the world, and beyond the reach of any language in the world to describe that sword light.

"Sword·Youzeng!"

The two sword lights, which were equally fast, collided in an unknown amount of time, followed by a loud noise.

The huge sound could be heard between heaven and earth, thousands of miles away. It even made people wonder if the sky had exploded.

With a "clang" sound, the magic sword in Taoist Qinghua's hand broke into pieces.

Not only was the sword broken, but he was also vomiting blood and was injured.

On the other hand, Lan Ran still looked the same, holding a blue "Bu Yu" in his hand, with his upper body naked!

If a sword cultivator loses his sword, is he still a sword cultivator?
He has already lost!
Lan Ran looked at Taoist Qinghua and said, "If the ancestor is dissatisfied, you can use the Qinghua Sword!"

The Qinghua Sword is the sword worn by the Qinghua Taoist, and it is also a very powerful immortal sword. The Qinghua Taoist and the Qinghua Sword are by no means one plus one.

"The sword comes!" Taoist Qinghua waved his hand, and the Qinghua Sword flew from the foot of Qinghua Peak.

"Master, I'm here to help you!" Qinghua Sword said to Qinghua Taoist: "Master, be careful, the fat man opposite is very strong!"

Taoist Qinghua held the sword upright in front of him and said, "No matter what the result is, you win!"

"Master, there is no need to do this!" Lan Ran shook his head.

"I can afford to lose!" Taoist Qinghua said loudly, "I, Qinghua, am not someone who can't afford to lose!"

Lan Ran said: "What I mean is, next time, I won't lose either!"

"Good, good, good!" Taoist Qinghua laughed in anger at being mocked by Lan Ran. His sword light shone all over his body, and merged with the Qinghua Sword, turning into an incomparably magnificent sword light.

With the Milky Way hanging upside down, thousands of rays of light intertwine together, blooming with an indescribable brilliant color.

Blue like the deep sea, purple like Roland, gold like the scorching sun, white like frost and snow, each color sparkles with a unique luster, and against each other, the sword light appears to be clearly layered and colorful!
Throughout the ages, in heaven and on earth, there has never been a sword light more magnificent than this one.

At this moment, he is the Sword Immortal!

"Sword Purple!"

The past, present, and future, front and back, left and right, east, south, west, and north, are all this sword light.

Nowhere to hide, no one can resist!
The blue beard turned into a deep blue, incredible sword light.

It’s still the same move, “Sword·Increase”.

It’s not about quantity of moves, but about their usefulness.

Some people can conquer the world with just one move, while some people use a hundred moves and still cannot defeat one move from others.

The blue sword light shattered the gorgeous sword light like a whirlwind.

Taoist Qinghua spat out another mouthful of blood with a "pu" sound.

He couldn't believe it. It wasn't that he couldn't believe that he lost, but he couldn't believe why Lan Ran was so strong!

"Why?" asked Taoist Qinghua.

Why are you so strong!

Lan Ran simply replied: "In times of crisis, the only thing we can do is take responsibility!"

When the building is about to collapse, someone will always stand up!

"Today I defeated the master with my sword. From now on, the Qinghua Sect will begin to change! Do you agree, fellow masters?" Lan Ran landed on the Qinghua Square and said to the fellow masters.

Chi Chen, Cheng Cheng, Huang Yu, Lu Lu and others looked at each other and nodded.

Things changed for the Qinghua Sect from then on.

　Lan Ran: Am I forcing the king?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)