Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 77 Qian Renxue, would you be willing to dance with me on the sword? The Third Form of the Azure Lotus Sword Song (Bonus Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

The moonlight, like frost, bathed the courtyard.

Two elegant houses stand quietly in the middle.

Li Zhexian was still busy in the courtyard.

With the healing power of the Wine Martial Soul and the pure light soul power of Qian Renxue, Li Zhexian's injuries were no longer a problem, only his face was still a little pale.

At this moment, he removed the Wind-Binding Veil and focused intently on brewing "Wandering Spirit Essence".

Pain?

Thinking that the wine would soon be ready, I felt that my illness had been mostly cured!
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Beside her, Qian Renxue was grinding the hard Wind Soul Crystal Cluster with a millstone.

When the crystal cluster shattered, sharp gusts of wind escaped, and she had to carefully defend against them with her soul power.

"Qian Renxue, is the crystal powder ready?"

Qian Renxue quickly handed over the ground crystal powder.

I've finished my work.

She leaned against the stone table, her hand supporting her snowy cheek, watching Li Zhexian's focused figure.

Moonlight streamed onto her golden hair, creating a halo of platinum.

Those gentle eyes and brows seemed like those of a holy angel, touched by the allure of the mortal world, who had quietly descended to earth.

Unfortunately.

Such a beautiful scenery.

Only the young man before me, single-mindedly focused on brewing wine, could witness this.

"call……"

Li Zhexian sighed deeply.

Fortunately, he had all the necessary brewing equipment in his bag.

Brewing can be done anytime, anywhere.

The moment the fine, dust-like crystal powder of the Wind Soul falls into the specially made wine lees.

call--

call--

A refreshing breeze suddenly wafted out from the center of the pot-shaped vessel.

A gentle breeze stirred Li Zhexian's white robes and lifted Qian Renxue's golden hair.

Qian Renxue raised her beautiful face and looked at the transparent wine vessel in Li Zhexian's hand with surprise and doubt.

The rising white steam gradually turned into a bluish-green color, and it was this bluish-green mist that dissipated and transformed into wisps of gentle breeze.

The wine in the pot condensed into a pale blue flocculent mass.

Under the moonlight, it shimmered like the aurora borealis, miraculously forming layers: the upper layer was as clear as a spring, while the lower layer contained sand-like, crystalline wind spirits.

This bottle of flowing, ethereal wine seems poised to burst forth from the bottle at any moment!

"Is this... the Wandering Spirit Wind Gathering?"

Li Bai's eyes reflected this bottle of exquisite nectar.

Simply holding it in your hand, a light and ethereal aura permeates your entire being, causing your white robe to flutter and dance without wind.

The wind whispers in my ear, and a gentle breeze swirls around me.

The insights I gained in the eye of the storm these past two days, as if awakened by this gentle breeze, have clearly surfaced in my mind.

Li Zhexian's breathing quickened, and a look of joy spread across his handsome face.

"Yep!"

"That's the feeling! That's the feeling!"

Li Zhexian gripped You Lingfengcui tightly with one hand and grabbed Qian Renxue with the other, rushing out of the courtyard.

"Li Zhexian, what... are you doing..."

Qian Renxue was caught off guard.

This was the first time she had been pulled away like this by Li Zhexian while she was a woman. Her long golden hair danced in the night wind, and her beautiful face flushed red. Her steps followed him unconsciously.

"Come with me to the eye of the storm again!"

"Today I will comprehend the sword!"

Qian Renxue turned her head away.

Looking at the boy who was gripping her wrist tightly, his profile full of excitement, she gently smiled.

"it is good."

The eye of the storm in the mountain valley.

The moonlight, like a waterfall, cascaded down from the hourglass-shaped mountain pass.

All was silent, except for the whistling of the wind as it swept through the night, which became increasingly clear and piercing.

Li Zhexian's eyes were bound with a wind-binding veil, and in front of him was the "Wandering Spirit Essence" that emitted a gentle breeze.

He listened intently...

The wind here sounds like ten thousand swords clashing!
The pores in the rock wall slice the airflow into sword-like patterns!

Sometimes clear and melodious like a fledgling phoenix's first cry, sometimes deep and dull like an old ape breaking a branch!

"Wonderful sound...wonderful sound..."

now.

Li Zhexian finally understood the true meaning of Feng Bailong's words, "the wind is melodious."

Although my eyes were covered, the sounds of everything were much clearer in my ears, as if I had gained an extra sense.

This wonderful experience filled him with joy.

Li Zhexian placed his palm on the ground.

My fingertips traced the rock face marked by the wind.

It should be known that these are all natural sword manuals sculpted by the fierce winds of a thousand years. "Excellent! Excellent!"

Initially.

Li Zhexian felt disturbed by the noise in his ears.

But gradually...

A clear and incomparable sword cry, as if piercing through the chaos, rang in his mind!
The sound of swords clanging grew louder and clearer!

Outside the eye of the storm.

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes widened as she saw...

The raging wind in the mountain valley suddenly stopped.

Countless invisible currents of energy, as if summoned, converged toward Li Zhexian's palm.

wind.

It has no form or substance.

At this moment, however, it seemed to solidify into a tangible form.

Outline the shape of the hilt, spine, and blade.

It was clearly the shape of Li Zhexian's Azure Lotus Sword.

The sword, imbued with the essence of wind, was as clear as glass, and twelve lotus flowers lit up one by one.

It felt as if a gentle breeze was blowing in.

It encourages the lotus petals to unfold in succession, swaying gracefully.

With each blooming of a blue lotus petal, the sword blade trembled slightly.

It emitted a clear and melodious sword cry that blended perfectly with the surrounding gale.

"The howling wind can transform into the clang of swords!"

"Just like this sword strike, why be bound by conventions?"

"Go with the flow and rise with the wind!"

Li Zhexian suddenly felt enlightened.

That invisible wind, that mournful wail that pierces through rocks and splits stones.

In his ears, the fierce appearance had completely faded, revealing the most authentic rhythm.

When comprehending the sword of wind.

Li Zhexian had considered what this sword strike would be like.

Looking back now, I realize how clumsy and deliberate I had been in trying to figure out sword moves and practice sword techniques!

He raised the Azure Lotus Sword, its power condensed by the wind.

The sword was swung out, and it was clearly a physical sword.

Yet it seemed to blend into the free-flowing wind.

"wind……"

"When you encounter a mountain, go around it; when you encounter a crevice, go through it; when you encounter an obstacle, shout it out; when you encounter a wide open space, stretch out your arms!"

"The sword of wind's intent should be just like this!"

"If we are bound by fixed starting moves, trajectories, and killing moves, wouldn't that be like forcibly stuffing invisible wind into a deliberate mold?"

Li Zhexian's eyes shone brightly, and his whole being was incredibly clear and radiant.

"My sword strike will be as swift as the wind..."

"Formless and shapeless, yet omnipresent; without moves or styles, yet containing boundless killing intent!"

Li Zhexian, dressed in white, danced wildly.

The fierce wind that had once cut like a knife could no longer harm him in the slightest.

Instead, it swirled around him, forming whirlwinds.

Li Bai, with his eyes covered by black silk, heard an unprecedentedly beautiful melody.

"Use your heart as your eyes to observe the laws of heaven and earth."

"Use your body as a sheath to absorb the winds of the eight directions."

"This is the formula..."

"Unrestrained and free, riding the wind, the sword echoes through the heavens!"

As his mind became clear, the blue lotus sword shadow condensed with wind energy in his palm suddenly shone brightly, emitting a clear and melodious roar like a dragon's cry.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

Li Bai laughed heartily, displaying his unrestrained and carefree spirit.

He grabbed You Lingfengcui and drank it down in a frenzy.

A light and ethereal aura surrounded him, making him seem as if he could ride the wind and leave at any moment.

Li Zhexian turned his gaze to the eye of the storm.

He looked at Qian Renxue, who was gazing at him with a strange light in her eyes.

He twirled the Azure Lotus Sword in his hand with a graceful flourish.

The sword of wind in his heart is about to sprout and grow, and he wants to share it with others.

"Qian Renxue, would you be willing to dance with me on the sword?"

Qian Renxue gasped for breath.

The power of light flowed in her palm, condensing into a longsword that shone brightly.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Ignoring the fierce winds that could tear rocks apart.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes.

Facing the swirling sword light and the white-clad youth in the wind...

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