When song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked directly at the existence of the fairy bell, he had learned the word "soldier" to an almost perfect level.
"Your temperament has changed."
The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen on the immortal bell looked at Song Qingshu and said indifferently.
Song Qingshu sneered and said nothing, but his mind was still silent in the scenes just now.
Just now, after the systematic learning of Bingzi decision.
There are scenes of profound road patterns transmitted to song Qingshu''s mind.
It was a scene of bright moonlight scattered on the earth.
A white jade wheel hangs in the air, and the moonlight is bright and bright, like water and moonlight.
Standing under the moon, song Qingshu seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gauze, plain and hazy, quiet and beautiful.
"Does the military word bring the artistic conception of the road?"
"It''s different from ordinary skill learning. Even if you learn it, you have to learn something from it?"
"There''s some meaning. It''s really a skill that the emperor will never forget."
Song Qingshu stood in the moonlight, looked around and whispered with a smile.
Stop talking.
Song Qingshu then raised his legs and walked in front of him. Not far away, a stone tablet appeared in front of song Qingshu.
The bare stone tablet has no grass on it and no climbing vines. The stone tablet is clean and dry as a whole.
The stone tablet looks like nothing from a distance.
The moonlight poured on the stone tablet, and the moonlight was as hazy as thin smoke.
Song Qingshu squatted in front of the stone tablet and looked at it with his head.
This is the world in Song Qingshu''s mind.
So the flow of time is meaningless.
Song Qingshu meditated and realized, like sitting dead in the middle of the night, or just sitting dead for a moment.
But let song Qingshu sit in front of the stone tablet and let time flow in the moonlight.
But song Qingshu still got nothing and didn''t notice even a little abnormality.
"Hum! It''s OK to cheat others with such a clumsy hiding method, thinking you can deceive me? "
Song Qingshu looked at the flawless white stone wall and suddenly closed his eyes.
A moment later, song Qingshu suddenly opened his eyes, in which the thunder exploded.
Poof!
As song Qingshu''s eyes opened.
On the stone wall, a fog of flying sand suddenly lifted up.
The moonlight is pouring, elegant and like water. It is incomparably bright but very soft.
In the moonlight, countless murals appeared on the stone wall.
Countless weapons are depicted on the stone wall, such as tripod, bell, tower, spear, sword and so on.
The patterns on the stone wall are extremely novel and too clumsy.
Therefore, the whole is very childish and lack of beauty, as if it was carved by a passer-by at will.
However, with the light in the eyes of song Qingshu, the Xia is becoming stronger and stronger.
Under the white fog moonlight, the marks of these weapons look different.
In a trance, there was a trace of very ancient vicissitudes of life.
In an instant, the breath of ancient vicissitudes has soaked the whole body of song Qingshu.
There are few marks on the stone wall, and the marks are poor.
But where the moon shines, there is peace on the stone wall, and the soldiers are shining and flowing.
"It''s different. This scene can be called turning corruption into magic..."
Song Qingshu was very surprised. He stared at the flowing soldier seal for a moment and said it was strange.
For a long time to come.
The more song Qingshu gazed at the stone tablet, the more he felt mysterious.
At the end, the clumsy and incomparable traces look like divine phoenix spreading and going to break the sky!
At this moment.
Song Qingshu immediately mastered all the essence of the word decision.
So song Qingshu''s thoughts returned to the world and before the fairy clock.
"Master, are you all right?"
The cornucopia flew in front of song Qingshu, flew around Song Qingshu, and then said nervously.
Song Qingshu smiled:
"No matter how strong the military character is, it''s just a skill. How can the skill help me?"
The cornucopia was shocked by the heroic words of song Qingshu.
So the cornucopia flew around Song Qingshu again. A moment later, it shouted at Song Qingshu in disbelief:
"Is this true, master?"
"Just a few short moments, you have learned the profound meaning of the word Bing."
"Moreover, the master also understands the artistic conception of Bing zijue. Now the master is more familiar with Bing zijue than I am."
The cornucopia looked at Song Qingshu for a long time, and finally dared to speak with certainty.
Song Qingshu smiled and didn''t talk too much.
It''s the so-called happy hunting.
Now that song Qingshu had just mastered the word "soldier", a suitable opponent like Xianzhong appeared in front of him.
So, where else does song Qingshu have in mind to take care of other things?
The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen on the immortal bell looked at Song Qingshu coming towards him with a smile and frowned:
"Do you really think you have a chance to beat me?"
Song Qingshu shook his head indifferently:
"I don''t think I have a chance to beat you."
"Because I know I will kill you directly, rob your clock and kill your soul!"
Song Qingshu went to Xianzhong, raised the cornucopia in his hand, and the mouth of the basin was facing Xianzhong.
"So? Ha ha ha, come on! "
The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen drank violently and hurried the fairy clock under him.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The invisible sound wave condensed into a tangible killing weapon in the air.
The huge tower, ten thousand feet high, appeared in the sound wave and suppressed song Qingshu.
The thousand ton tripod was shaped in the sound wave, tearing the space and smashing the song Qingshu.
A sharp fairy sword hole broke through the void and came to song Qingshu,
A sharp spear shattered everything and stabbed song Qingshu in the face.
Looking at the sound waves splashing all over the sky and the countless weapons condensed in the sound waves, even song Qingshu had to give a heartfelt exclamation.
Among the countless weapons in the sky, if an ordinary Yuanying holds one, he can traverse a small world and be almost invincible.
However, in the face of such a crisis.
Song Qingshu just took a deep breath and whispered:
"Soldiers scattered."
Boom!
With the sound of song Qingshu.
The towering tower collapsed.
The thousand ton tripod cracked.
Linglie''s sword is broken.
The sharp spear broke.
These weapons broke into mustard powder all over the sky. With a loud noise, they were nowhere to be found.
"What are you doing?"
The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen on the fairy clock gave a strange cry, pointing to song Qingshu''s fingers and shaking.
Song Qingshu smiles:
"Are you afraid?"
"Broken clock, come here!"
After talking, a huge wind suddenly broke out at the mouth of the cornucopia, and the fairy clock trembled and swayed.