Parrot Bites Tongue

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters.
Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia?
The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms...
Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening.
Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

The Lord who use immortals as food

"Just like the Clumsy realm can handle two twisting forces, if you want to handle 'Intention' as an entity, I'm afraid it has to be in the realm of 'intention'. " said Sui Zaihua.


"Can it be done in the realm of 'Intention'?"


"Of course, it can be," Sui Zaihua smiled. "Our discussion and thinking about this problem is limited to the Clumsy and Spirit realms."


"Oh..." Pei Ye paused for a while, "But I don't see it that way."


"Because in fact... the sentiment of lifting a sword also depends on something."


The old man's face started to show some confusion as he looked at him.


"The dependence of intention is on the sword."


Chapter 116: Heart-to-Heart Talks_2