Thousand Blades of Death

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Oh? Seeing Ma Yuan's question, Tyumen turned his head, and he felt that Liu Bei said it was reasonable, and there was no problem.

"What's the difference?"

Ma Yuan did not answer directly, but asked the other party,

"Brother Qiu Ming, I ask you, the same swordsman, with a different sword, what's the difference."

Tyumen said of course,

"If they are swords of different levels, of course they are different for the same person."

Ma Yuan asked,

"The sword and his master, who holds the root of strength."

"This, both of them must be read"

All this seemed to be in the middle of Ma Yuan's arms, and he said slowly,

"Everything has an organ, and people must run the art of the organ in order to use the foreign object. Then it can be inferred that at the same time, the art of the organ is also operating on the foreign object, it will change the foreign object, just like a swordsman who uses his own sword for many years. It's getting sharper."

Liu Bei noticed that there was something wrong in what he said, his face suddenly changed,

"Don't you think Brother Ma Yuan..."

Ma Yuan went on to say, "Yes, for those weapons that use swords, we use the technique of organs to change their systems. Isn't it just like the magic path? It's just that the technique of organs adapts its own body to drive foreign objects, and the magic path is to let ourselves Is suitable as a container for vitality."

Qiu Ming's alcoholism disappeared, and he didn't speak for a while, and fell into contemplation.

This is a move to question organs.

It is not in the classics to treat the magical path and the magic as a raccoon dog.

It can make this happen, and this idea alone makes people shudder.

Unlike Tyumen and Liu Bei, who were born and raised here on the mainland and were baptized by the education of the sages, he was born with a distrust of organizing.

At that time, Li Bai also thought of this, and then from the three swords of Qinglian, he rose to the level of the sanctuary alone with Dahe Jianyi.

The same is true for Juyou Jing, but he only reached the height of the Sanctuary level by relying on the experience of generations of seniors who have been obsessed with and do not understand Juhe.

Li Bai and Ju Youjing's peerless qualifications are self-evident, and for ordinary people, organ skills is a shortcut.

Basically all people on the mainland have studied it. After thousands of years of improvement, the system of organ surgery has been very stable and easy to understand and accept.

Therefore, almost no one can question.

Tyumen shook his head and couldn't help sighing, but actually felt that the other party made some sense.

The same is Jianxiu. In the use of swordsmanship, the other party may not be as good as himself, but in understanding, Tyumen is already beyond reach.

When the wine entered the throat, it was tasteless, Tyumen had no choice but

"I think Brother Ma Yuan's full genius, if he is practicing the method of organ skills, I am afraid that he has reached the real name level. Why should the realm be complete for a while, and then take a look at it for a while, erratic."

Ma Yuan froze for a moment, lowered his voice, and said,

"I am already a real-name realm."

At the time of Jiutian Baosha, Taiyin Youming infused the Yin and Yang **** with magic power to make him grow crazy, Ma Yuan also received a little benefit, and reached the real name level with the help of the borrowed golden real name.

Thinking about it this way, the Yin-Yang ball was hidden in Ma Yuan's brain at this time.

Tyumen, once again looking at Ma Yuan with a look like a monster, he felt incredible, but he was still really happy for the other party, so he picked up the wine to pay respect,

"Brother Ma Yuan, have a drink."

Ma Yuan was invincible, but had to catch it at this time.

Liu Bei also felt something was wrong, relying on his pupils from generation to generation of Zhongshan family, he didn't notice the changes in Ma Yuan's body.

"Then your real name is..."

Liu Beigang asked, seeing a flash of avoidance in Ma Yuan's eyes, he was shocked and changed his mouth.

"Anything unusual?"

Ma Yuan sighed and said, "Don't hide from you guys, you don't know anything. Although I was successfully promoted to the real name level, I couldn't see anything about the real name."

Liu Bei had to be surprised. At this time, Tyumen seemed to think of something and said:

"Perhaps, Brother Ma Yuan didn't have a real name in his previous life, and this life has awakened the real name."

The real name is based on the name of the first generation who reached the real name level after the reincarnation of the soul. It was broken in the middle, and it is also inherited by the first real name. This is the most common statement on the mainland.

There are all versions, but all have their own contradictions and unreasonable points. Once they enter the real name level, they will really feel that the real name cannot be explained.

Regarding Ma Yuan’s situation, Tyumen had no choice but to blame him. As if he hadn’t seen it, it was just that Liu Bei didn’t give up and opened his eyes wide to see the signs in Liu Bei’s body.

"Oh, okay,"

However, Liu Bei gave up after seeing no results and turned to drink wine to Ma Yuan, knowing that the other party's wine was not enough and wanted to intoxicate him.

"I'm still a kid, how can I do this."

Ma Yuan groaned secretly in his heart. There seems to be no common sense that underage can't drink. He kept pouring wine on him, and Ma Yuan didn't know how to refuse others.

A cup of bitter wine goes down, and then another cup. Fortunately, staying in this strange world, Ma Yuan’s nervous nerves have not been relaxed for a long time.

Soon, the three drunk and fell asleep.

At night, there was some noise around, Ma Yuan lying on the table just woke up and saw Tyumen talking to Liu Bei.

Ma Yuan listened carefully. It turned out that it was Tyumen who noticed that the little red bird with a depressed expression standing on Liu Bei's head was gone, and Liu Bei thought that he could not see it, and he was too lazy to find it.

"No, it ran as soon as it ran. Why did I even beg for him to come back."

Liu Bei looked irritable, he had endured this strange bird for a long time, and had long been eager to get out of the party.

"That won't work, Brother Liu Bei, according to you, this is the character from that place who asks for you. It's not that I said, you should be responsible for it whatever you do."

"That's its freedom, how can I imprison it!"

Tyumen seemed to regard this as his own business and calmly analyzed it.

It's just that Liu Bei is getting angry, and Suzaku's escape has already touched his patience bottom line.

Looking at the shopkeeper for a long time, he couldn't bear it, and asked Ma Yuan what happened.

Ma originally said all of them one by one.

After listening, the boss exclaimed, "That bird!"

"How?" Liu Bei turned around and asked, "You saw it ran away."

"No, it's not," the boss waved again and again. "When you were drunk, two people said that the bird was an unowned thing. They caught a strange picture."

It turned out that Suzaku was taken away, and Liu Bei suddenly realized, but in a blink of an eye, he was angry again: But isn't he a magical species? Why is this useless?

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