I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

You can search for "I'm Really Not a Demon Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Ling safely walked between the bookshelves.

His eyes flicked over a book of ash that hadn't been eaten for so long.

fencing……

Furutake...

Thanks to the new wave of martial arts novels that emerged after Gaozong, the people of the Federal Empire are still obsessed with these things.

How obsessed is it?

Just choose a title of XX boxing successor, and you can mix well.

Just like the inheritor of Tai Chi Xingyi from a few days ago.

Don't be too cool!

but……

"It's all lie..." Lingping said.

Guwu is good for keeping fit and healthy.

But fighting fighting is not as good as the actual fighting and fighting developed since Taizu.

After all, one is for performance and the other is for killing.

but……

Most people, especially young people, learn ancient martial arts for fashion.

This is easy to understand.

In recent years, the self-media has been so loud.

Ancient times are very beautiful.

The scholar-officials are very elegant.

The stories of talented men and beautiful women are also very romantic.

As a result, all kinds of hype and capital end, and various concepts surrounding ancient martial arts and ancient culture became hype.

Now, there are several stocks on the stock market related to ancient martial arts and ancient culture.

Moreover, it looks like the P/E ratio is pretty good!

Thinking of this, Ling Ping's hand picked up a book.

Blowing the dust on the cover, Lingping looked at the title of the book "Zhenwu Seven Swords".

The title of this book is really good!

Stunning enough!

However, the name is too popular.

So, Lingping picked up another book "The Sunflower Treasure".

This is so famous.

It is the martial arts secrets recorded in the book "Swordsman" that was passed down by the court during the Taizu period.

After Gaozong, this novel moved from the court to the folks, setting off a wave of reading.

The story has been reproduced many times.

The iconic "If you want to practice this skill, you must first come from the palace" with red and bold warnings on the cover makes this cheat book the most popular cheat book in the ancient martial arts world of the Federal Empire in the past two hundred years.

just……

Lingping thought about the guest, and put the book down.

To practice this exercise, you must first come from the palace.

If there is nothing to cut, how can it be?

Although the so-called Gu Wu is just a joke, as a bookstore owner, especially a bookstore owner who is determined to provide customers with quality services and make them feel at home.

Ling Ping knows that experience is a very important thing.

The guest must be immersed in the world he imagined.

Fortunately, there are still a lot of books in the bookstore.

Without the Sunflower Book, there is also the Six Vein Excalibur.

Ling Ping'an picked up the book next to the Sunflower Collection, and pouted: "This Six-Medition Divine Sword is also a sword technique..."

Shooting with your fingers, diudiudiu, is also a kind of swordsmanship.

After thinking for a while, he stood on tiptoe and took a thick book from the top of the shelf.

After wiping the dust on the cover, Lingping said: "Perhaps, that guest still wants this book..."

The name of this book is very simple.

"Introduction and explanation of basic swordsmanship."

It was the introductory textbook compiled by several well-known ancient martial arts masters when the wave of new martial arts was the hottest.

Talking about basic skills and basic entry methods.

In the eyes of Ling Ping An, this book is far more powerful than the so-called'cheat books' made up in his bookstore.

At least, according to the exercises in this book, not to mention it, you can get something out of it.

At least you can use the sword to make it smooth and look like.

Many historical martial arts champions once claimed in interviews that they relied on this book to lay the foundation.

In short, this book is quite well-known in Guwu circles.

Few people are willing to practice.

Laying the foundation is hard.

In this era, everyone is just booing and playing.

Fools will really rush for a long time.

Lingping thought for a long time before bringing this book.

"Perhaps, that guest would want it!" he thought.

So, I took these three books and walked back, and at the same time started to promote sales in my heart.

He knows that people who like ancient martial arts also like ancient culture.

I like dropping book bags the most.

Therefore, when he walked to the little girl with the book, his mouth was already softly chanting.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor..."

"The fairy touches me, knots hair and teaches longevity..."

Li Taibai's poems are most suitable for warming up under the circumstances.

Guwu lovers, who doesn't have a dream of a broken void?

……………………

Xiaoman heard a sound of footsteps from far away.

The planks were shaking, shaking gently.

In the air, the smell of yin and yang torn apart came.

It seemed that every step that weird man made was reshaping the earth and the fire.

In the ears, he heard a long and far-reaching singing voice, full of mystery and strange aura.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor..."

In a trance, Xiao Man seemed to have returned to the era before Tian Qing.

The towering heaven, standing above the clouds.

In the Thirty-Three Heavens, immortals overlook the world.

That was the golden age before the sky turned.

Immortals govern the world, karma, unhappy cycles!

"The fairy touches me, knots hair and teaches longevity..."

Once again in a trance, Xiao Man seemed to see the wild and ancient after the creation of the world.

Religiously worshipping the child of God, finally moved the world.

The white-haired fairy fell from the sky, and he stroked the child.

The tradition of cultivation has been handed down. From then on, the weak human race can soar in the sky and the earth, a drop in the ocean, and even end with a bright moon.

Xiaoman stared at the illusion before his eyes.

She sighed softly.

The past has passed.

Heaven and earth can never go back.

Whether it’s Bai Yujing in the sky or the sect on the ground.

Are all destroyed.

Now, the world has become a prison.

Become a cage for the demon to ask for and ask.

All the people are just lambs to be slaughtered in the animal pen called Tiandi.

Lingping took the book and walked to the little girl.

Three books are quite heavy.

Therefore, he put them all on the case table.

"Guest..." Lingping sat down with a smile, and said to the other party: "Look, do you like these books?"

"If you don't like it, I will give you another batch..."

…………………………

Xiao Man raised his head and looked at the weird man.

The mist rolled in his head.

The stream of fire in the eye sockets was burning like a golden crow in ancient mythology.

His words seemed to come from all directions.

It seemed to rise directly in my heart.

This unpredictable power shocked Xiaoman.

And the hidden meaning in his words made Xiaoman extremely shocked.

"Sure enough, he has countless books..." Xiaoman thought.

Then she smiled as sweetly as she could: "Thank you!"

She lowered her head and looked at the book on the treasure table of unknown material placed in front.

The tabletop, I don't know what spell it is, the whole tabletop is transparent and flawless, without any flaws, so that the light from the fairy lamp above can be reflected.

"This desktop may be the treasure used by this weirdo to monitor the world!" Xiaoman guessed.

However, she was more concerned about the three books placed on such a treasure table that exuded all kinds of disturbing air.

She reached out and touched the first book.

As soon as he touched the cover, Xiao Man felt like goose bumps on his skin as if being electrocuted.

"Who is watching my heritage?"

A solemn voice echoed from Xiaoman's soul.

She seemed to see a god who danced like turtles and snakes, with a disheveled head, looking towards herself from the end of time and space.

The countless black wolf smoke instantly obscured Xiaoman's consciousness.

She quickly closed her eyes and put her hand back at the same time.

because……

Xiaoman understood that he had no ability at all, let alone practice such a powerful sword scripture.

That is "Zhen Wu Dang Demon Sword Classic".

A powerful ancient immortal who is so powerful that he can sweep away all the evil demons in the world alone, and is unharmed by himself, is a supreme mystery gathered from the experience of a lifetime.

Want to take his mantle...

Mortals are not qualified.

The fairy is barely qualified!

If you forcibly accept the inheritance, Xiaoman knows that he will definitely be crushed by the remaining sword energy on the sword script!

That's an existence comparable to the emperor of heaven before Tian Qing!

His name is Zhenwu Dangmo the Great!

Xiao Man swallowed and stretched his hand to a book next to him.

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Just when he touched him, Xiao Man felt all kinds of warnings from his soul.

And a strange and solemn voice sounded in Xiao Man's ears: "The so-called kendo..."

"Ordinary people think that it is only a sword, and there is nothing to ask for other than a sword..."

"How foolish!"

"For me..."

"It is better to ask for oneself than for oneself, and it is better for oneself to rely on foreign objects..."

"The real sword repair..."

"Forging oneself into a sword..."

"Therefore, the body is skinned, flesh and blood, everything is a sword..."

"My sword is out..."

"It must be punishable!"

In this solemn singing, Xiaoman was in a trance and saw a figure.

He walked slowly out of the long river of history.

He pulled out his hair, and in a flash, it turned into a sharp sword.

He spit out a mouthful of foam, every drop of saliva is a sharp sword!

He stretched out his hand, his entire arm turned into a sharp sword.

Therefore, his hair is a sword, his eyes are a sword, his nose is a sword, his tongue is a sword, and his hair and skin are also swords.

And he himself is a great sword.

Countless swords kept escaping from his body.

Countless swords emerged from his body.

Make him like a hedgehog, and make him like a ghost.

He seemed to see Xiaoman and then laughed.

In his smile, countless sharp swords stab Xiaoman.

Joy, anger, sorrow and joy, seven emotions and six desires, it can also be a sword!

Xiao Man faced the sharp blade that pierced him.

She is fearless!

Swordsman, never afraid of swords.

Yin Jian is the partner of the swordsman!

Qiang Qiang!

A sharp blade pierced Xiaoman's eye pupils.

But she did not retreat.

She didn't even blink her eyes, because she already understood that this was a test and an inquiry.

Test her swordsmanship and ask her kendo.

Thus, this sharp sword bloomed like fireworks on Xiao Man's eyes.

Then they disappeared into the air as if they had never appeared before.

Opposite, still sitting that weird man.

The mist enveloped his head, two streams of fire, rising like a golden crow, dazzling and dazzling.

Xiaoman looked down at the book he was touching.

On the cover of the book, one by one seemed to be pieced together by countless sharp swords, and the words composed of blood appeared before her eyes.

"Xuanjun Casting Sword Classic".

This is its name.

The insights and experiences that a person named Xuanjun left in practicing kendo.

Thinking back to the person who had just seen in the vision.

Xiaoman couldn't help but admire him!

Because she can feel the opponent's perseverance in kendo.

And that hot pure sword heart!

Others want nothing but a sword.

And the other party is...

Take one's own body as a sword, cast body hair and skin, and skin flesh and bones as sword.

Take seven emotions and six desires, love, hate and hatred as swords.

He casts everything he has into a sword.

He must be able to swing that sword that countless swordsmen dream of.

One sword makes heaven and earth divide.

When my sword comes out, the world is destroyed.

unfortunately……

Xiaoman sighed, she was just a swordsman in the foundation period.

Neither the power nor the soul is enough to practice such a pure and terrifying sword scripture.

Besides...

The current situation between heaven and earth is not suitable for her to cultivate such a profound sword sutra.

If she cultivates rashly, I am afraid that before she has time to achieve success in her cultivation, she will be caught by the demon and eaten up.

and so……

Can only give up.

She is also a required course for swordsmen.

Every swordsman should have a heart to part with.

Otherwise, with a sword swing, if you think about it, you can only take advantage of the enemy.

This truth, even if Xiaoman can't build a foundation, is clear.

but……

"One day, I will have the qualifications and ability to practice such sword scripture..." Xiaoman thought, turning his attention to the last book.

That is a book that looks gray.

Xiaoman reached out and touched it, and she saw the figure again.

The shadow that casts everything about itself into a sword.

The figure looked at Xiao Man, he slowly raised his hand, and countless dense swords appeared in front of Xiao Man.

"Those who look up to Taoism, like those who are immersed in Taoism, know things, do not know the way..." His voice, like a dragon's chant, and like countless insect bites, rustling, rustling, listening to it makes people bear it. I can't help trembling, but I can't help listening with all my heart, because that is the great way.

It is a great way to directly explain and explain the laws of heaven and earth, but this great way is unpleasant and uncomprehensible. It makes people crazy and hard to suppress. Fortunately, Xiaoman's sword heart is firm, otherwise just listening to this voice will be inevitable Divide.

Even so, she can only stick to her heart, working hard to resist the thoughts that arise from the soul.

"Using the sword to protect the road is like using fire to protect the water..."

"The fire is strong, the water is weak..."

"If you want to keep the water away from the fire, it is better to hold the salary to help the fire..."

"Salary, heaven and earth, ghosts and gods!"

"Therefore, my desire is my way..."

"Heaven, earth, people, ghosts and gods must be used as fuel to help my fire..."

As the voice slowly faded, the writing on the cover gradually became clearer.

The same text is composed of swords.

But these swords did not look as grand, solemn and solid as the "Xuanjun Casting Swords".

These swords looked a little vain and slender.

They have not yet turned into entities.

Obviously, this is the great power of the monarch named Xuan, the work before the great success.

The text on the cover also proves this.

"The Record of Xuanjun Sword Repairing".

But, hearing this, Xiaoman's spirit began to sway, and if he couldn't hold on any longer, he would break into pieces, turning into crazy thoughts.

Fortunately, at this time, the weird man spoke.

"Guest, how do you feel?"

His words came from all directions, like a gust of spring breeze, with the power of kindness, drenched into the heart, and instantly stabilized Xiaoman's spirit.

The split and broken feelings in the various spirits just now disappeared without a trace.

This made Xiaoman grateful while shocked by its power and mystery.

I was about to express my thanks, but when the words came to my lips, I swallowed.

There seemed to be a certain voice, speaking softly in her ear.

"You are not qualified to thank the master..."

"Here, you can only answer questions raised by the master..."

"You can only do what the master allows..."

"otherwise……"

The voice smiled softly, Xiao Man immediately understood what he meant.

Don't say it is unpredictable!

Therefore, Xiaoman can only show a smile as relaxed as possible.

This is not difficult for her.

As a swordsman born after Tianqing, Xiaoman has witnessed countless tragedies and seen countless tragic songs of generosity and despair in the past ten years.

People who are behind the sky have no tears to shed.

Because the first task is to survive.

And the swordsmen are more responsible for protecting and covering other people!

They are victims and martyrs.

So, a long time ago, Xiao Man already knew how to control his emotions.

"Your Excellency..." She carefully chose her words, and asked the weird person: "How do you sell this book?"

With her hand, she tightly grasped the dusty "Record of Xuanjun Sword Repairing".

She knew that this was the product of the great power named Xuanjun before the sword became great.

It is the sword scripture that records Xuanjun's initial insights and experience in repairing the sword.

Before the body's skin, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, everything is a sword.

A record of Xuanjun's various efforts and attempts.

An arrogant and powerful sword repairer, the experience of exploring the road to the road.

It is not an exaggeration to say that for any sword repairman, this sword scripture is the supreme sword canon!

For Xiaoman, she had a hunch.

This sword scripture may be hidden, making her strong enough to protect the village fathers and villagers!

Yudao with sword.

Take heaven, earth, people, ghosts and gods as firewood, strengthen me!

Now, Xiaoman has been recognized by the profound monarch consciousness hidden in this sword scripture.

There is only one obstacle left for her-to persuade the person in front of her or to pay the price to satisfy him.

Take this Supreme Sword Scripture away from him.

Take it back, save the world, protect the common people!

So Xiaoman heard his relaxed laugh.

"The guests……"

"Your choice is really correct..." In the laughter, his voice sounded in Xiaoman's ears from all directions: "This is a must-do classic for a swordsman..."

"So, the price is a bit more expensive..."

"In the face of you as a new customer..."

"I'll give you a discount..."

"You can just give one hundred and twenty yuan..."