Chapter 38: The Heavy Snow that Year, the Unknown Side of Madam Hua

The smoke curls up, and the golden years turn into incense sticks and burn lightly, like every tick of the clock going back, and every quicksand flowing back in the hourglass.

A bluestone is thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples of time.

The picture is like a shaking lake, just like Anle's ups and downs in the heart at this moment.

As the shaking spreads, everything in front of him begins to slowly become clear.

…

The evening clouds are hazy, and white snow like feathers is flying from the sky and falling all over the world.

Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest.

On the snowy square, there is a girl dancing with a sword. The girl is wearing brocade clothes. Although there is snow in the sky, the blood in her body is surging, like a dragon and a tiger, dispelling the cold and steaming.

The girl is none other than Madam Hua, or the young Madam Hua.

The girl Hua Jiebing's beautiful face is red with blood, her eyes are full of sorrow, and she holds a sword in her hand. The sword is slender, like a wisp of spring rain falling on the earth.

The sword is called Chunyu, one of Hua Jiebing's swords.

"Failed again, is this 'Breaking Sword' so difficult?"

At this moment, Hua Jiebing, who is still a girl, is innocent and romantic, pouting her red lips. The next moment, she suddenly threw out the sword, and the Chunyu sword flew up. Hua Jiebing's blood and qi circulated, like a heat wave sweeping, and rushed out.

Suxue was carried away, and Hua Jiebing rushed up. Chunyu was thrown up and then fell down. At the moment of falling, Hua Jiebing clenched his fist and hit the end of the hilt, bursting out with great force.

Boom!

An invisible air wave exploded slightly, and Chunyu whistled out, but twisted its direction and hit the snow, pulling out a white snow gully.

Hua Jiebing fell to the ground and frowned.

Another failure made Hua Jiebing, who was learning swordsmanship for the first time, a little discouraged.

Sitting in the snow, pouting as if she was angry, she raised her head after a long time. A bit of eccentricity suddenly appeared on her beautiful face. She scanned the surroundings and made sure that there was no one around the snow.

The girl got up, patted her butt, and grabbed the sword Chunyu.

She took a deep breath, and then Chunyu flew out with the blessing of her mind. The girl ran like a cunning rabbit and jumped up.

Approaching Chunyu, the girl clenched her fists, and her blood was like a furnace. In an instant, her red lips opened and she shouted.

"Hey! Look at my sword!"

The shout shattered the flying snow close to her body.

In an instant, the girl punched the hilt of the sword, and there was a muffled thunder explosion, like a thunder behind the clouds, and it burst with a deafening roar!

The Spring Thunder Sword was like a wild dragon coming out of the abyss. In the snow, it pulled out a beige airflow, as if the air was cut open, with a whistle and a roar, as if the sky and the earth were collapsing!

Boom!

On the snowy ground, a pit with a diameter of five meters suddenly exploded.

In the pit, the white snow melted into snow water, and a slender spring rain quietly penetrated into the ground one inch and three. The sword that had not yet penetrated the ground was shaking slightly, and it was still emitting scorching heat.

In the distance, on the snow, the girl cheered and laughed as brightly as the warm spring sun.

"Hey, look at my sword!"

The girl stepped on the snow, jumping and jumping, running to pick up the sword, and making a fist.

Innocent, like an elf in the snow.

...

The picture began to blur and disperse until it disappeared.

Anle broke away from the picture of years, unable to calm down for a long time, with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth and a strange look on his face.

The main reason was that the scenes of the past allowed Anle to see the lovely side of Madam Hua, but this was normal.

Just like before, when he saw the cold Fairy Yunrou, clenching her fist and saying "Go, go, go" in a middle school way.

Glimpse of the past always reveals some unknown sides.

Anle raised the corners of his lips, and inexplicably felt a sense of humor.

"Hey, look at my sword!"

Anle clenched his fist and tried to swing forward, shouting the words that Madam Hua had shouted before.

Inexplicably happy.

If he shouted such words in front of Madam Hua, I wonder what kind of expression Madam Hua would show on the spot, would she slap him, Anle, to death directly?

The more Anle thought about it, the happier he became.

At the same time, a light curtain appeared in front of him.

[Obtain the Dao Fruit of Time: Collapse Sword Strength (0/10 strands)]

[Note: Collapse Sword Strength (Dao Fruit): A unique force generated by the fusion of Qi, blood, and mind, which can be added to the sword and arms, and the power of swordplay can be improved]

The eyes were slightly brightened, and Madam Guanhua performed the Collapse Sword, condensing the Dao Fruit [Collapse Sword Strength]. According to the Dao Fruit Notes, this Collapse Sword Strength is a way of exerting force, which acts on attack.

What is Anle lacking the most now?

"Sword Waterfall Picture" is a method of cultivating the mind and belongs to the method of visualization. After all, it is not an offensive swordplay, and "Five Animals Body Building Exercise" contains attacking skills, but it is still a method of body building.

There is actually no serious means of attack.

The appearance of the Collapse Sword Strength can be regarded as a slight fill-in for Anle's lack of attack, because from Madam Hua's picture of time, it can be seen that the Collapse Sword Strength can be regarded as a swordplay skill.

"I just wonder, when performing the Collapse Sword Force, if I shout 'Hey, look at my Collapse Sword', will it increase the power?"

An Le's lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but think.

The setting sun slowly fell, and after hiding in the west mountain, it released its afterglow, shining on the charm of spring, and drawing a touch of colorful flowers on the world.

An Le opened his eyes, and the old locust tree rustled in the spring breeze, bringing a different kind of comfort.

After waiting for a while, the old man from the Taimiao had not arrived yet, so An Le got up and began to try to practice the Collapse Sword Force under the old locust tree.

Although he had condensed the Dao fruit and mastered the entry level, if he wanted to perform it skillfully, he still had to try and comprehend it himself.

Taking off the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, Anle recalled the way the young Madam Hua used the sword in the picture of the years. At that time, Madam Hua's cultivation should not have surpassed the fifth realm, but Anle could still get some gains.

After brewing for a while, he simulated the collapse of the sword several times in his mind.

Anle exhaled, and suddenly threw the bamboo sword in his hand up, controlling it with the collapse of the sword. The fetal breath and mind diffused out, controlling Qingshan slightly in the air, and the blood and qi in his body that had climbed to the perfection of the blood and qi in his body burst out. The next moment, he clenched his fist and smashed it on the hilt of the sword.

As for the sentence "Hey, look at my collapse of the sword", the boy felt a little ashamed and never said it.

Boom!

An invisible air wave exploded from the collision between the fist and the hilt of the Qingshan sword, sweeping the locust leaves scattered on the ground in the courtyard.

The Collapse Sword suddenly whistled out, at a very fast speed, as powerful as thunder, and hit the old locust tree.

The bamboo sword Qingshan was inserted into the body of the old locust tree. The place where the sword touched the trunk exuded a burning and silky sword energy. The old locust tree seemed to tremble and shook off its leaves.

Anle stood still, recalling the way he exerted force just now. His mind and blood were blended. Although it was awkward, it did have a unique strength.

Collapse Sword Strength... a very domineering way of exerting force.

Anle thought that if he added blessing to his arms and performed it in bird or tiger style, the explosive power should not be underestimated.

If he faced Hu Jingang again, Hu Jingang might die more painfully.

The awkwardness of the Collapse Sword Strength made Anle feel quite uncomfortable. With a move of his mind, he added the two strands of gray years energy he absorbed from Madam Hua to the Daoguo Collapse Sword Strength.

In an instant, the gray incense column was lit, and the curling picture emerged.

The pictures all show Madam Hua practicing the Collapse Sword Power and making some achievements.

Accompanied by the devilish cheering of "Hey, look at my Collapse Sword".

Anle smiled, and the next moment he suddenly opened his eyes, pulled out the Qingshan bamboo sword from the old locust tree, and prepared to try again.

At the gate of the courtyard, the afterglow of the setting sun was pouring down.

The old man was dressed in plain clothes and bathed in the red clouds. He stood quietly with a bamboo stick in one hand and a scroll of painting in the other. He did not disturb Anle who was practicing, and even watched with interest.

Anle may not have noticed the old man, and even if he noticed, he would not want to separate his mind from him.

The fetal breath and mind flowed, controlling the bamboo sword Qingshan to rise into the air, and the blood in his body flowed like a rushing river. Anle pounced forward and operated in a tiger style. The Collapse Sword Power was hidden in his fist and sword. He punched out and hit the handle of the Qingshan sword.

The boiling blood and mind cling to the bamboo sword Qingshan. The sword burst out like a cannonball, as fast as lightning behind the clouds, and fiercely inserted into the trunk of the old locust tree.

The bamboo sword has no edge, but the old locust tree is pierced to death.

The bark on the trunk of the old locust tree was even pierced and cracked, and a smooth piece was dispersed by the force.

Qingshan is still there, and the sunset is red several times.

The old man in the Taimiao stood at the door, with his long eyebrows slightly drooping, and his wrinkled face stared at the tattered bamboo sword inserted in the old locust tree, and the bamboo sword was shaking slightly.

Indistinctly, the old man seemed to hear the bamboo sword Qingshan making a clear and cheerful sword sound.

In my mind, I can't help but think of the words of the young man when he first held the bamboo sword, "I see Qingshan is so charming, Qingshan should see me like this."

The old man suddenly laughed, and the regret was like the snow all over the mountain. When the sun rose, his smile disappeared.

The young man and Qingshan, met too late.

The bamboo sword that had accompanied him for three hundred years may have found its new owner.

That's great.

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