Strange to say, at first, when she practiced swordsmanship, the sooner the better, the better. She wished she could catch up with one sword, and the wind and rain usually made her opponents can't see clearly. Now I feel that the slow sword also has its own artistic conception, such as cooking tea with needles, and the fineness is self-evident.
She got this realization not because of the secret book, but because of the long sword in her hand.
This handle Yujing is like an elegant woman, with delicacy and tranquility everywhere. If there is a sword heart, it must be quiet and high, and difficult to find in the world. After giving birth to the longing heart, the sword in his hand didn't feel slowed down, and he slowly remembered the set of swordsmanship in his mind.
The mountain wind suddenly picked up, blowing the leaves all over the sky.
Yu Jing shook it lightly, and when it was moving from movement to stillness, there were seven leaves on the sword's mouth.
A man's voice came from behind. Ba "There is no one to guide you, and it's all about your own exploration. You can't do this. In the past few days, you have reached the point where you have a slight sword intent. Your talent in swordsmanship is indeed very similar to your father."
Shen Yiren said in surprise, "Master Luo?"
Luo Ming, who didn't know when he arrived, turned around and came back from behind the tree, saying indifferently.
"Shen Wuzheng's daughter, talk to me."
Chapter 68 Famous Swords Are Indisputable
Luo Ming turned out from behind the tree and found a big rock to sit down. D Shen Yiren didn't know how long he had been here. The gap between the two's daily cultivation base was too large for Shen Yiren to consider such a problem. It's just that it would be a very shameful thing if the scene of practicing the sword just now was seen from the beginning to the end. After all, the sword in his hand was stolen from the secret room. It was a hostile relationship at the time, and it was a matter of course to snatch weapons from the enemy, but now, as a friendly army, it was a little embarrassing to still hold this saber made by Luo Ming in memory of his deceased wife.
Luo Ming didn't seem to realize that Shen Yiren was entangled in his heart, and went back and sat down. Looking up at the sky alone, he didn't mean to greet Shen Yiren over. Shen Yiren hesitated for a moment, took two steps and stopped at a distance of ten feet from Luo Ming, standing behind him.
For Luo Ming, Shen Yiren has a contradictory mentality. This person has created countless tragedies, murdered and captured soldiers, framed and framed, and almost killed the emperor. Step by step, it was a fact that Shen Yiren couldn't forgive.
But as a swordsman, Luo Ming is definitely Shen Yi's life story
Ping only see the good players. Although Yan Shisan taught her martial arts personally, she couldn't get a glimpse of the whole leopard. However, in Luojian Villa, Shen Yiren had seen the brilliance of the sword intent radiating from this peerless swordsman who gave up his life. The level of splendor and splendor made the girl who practiced sword only for revenge gave birth to the first pure yearning for the sword from the heart.
The sword that Shen Yiren just launched with a peaceful mind, the object Ba refers to is Luo Ming.
On the same day, Luo Ming first obtained Diyuan Long Tu, and he cleared away the poison in his body and recovered his power, and his mind was cleared. The swordsmanship that followed was unimaginably high and quiet.
Before his poisonous power dissipated, his sword power was Shen Xiong strong and his internal power was strong. Strong and fierce, and with the help of Shen Feng, he still lost to Aples. But when Qingming is restored, even if the skill recedes abruptly, it will be nothing but an ordinary thorn.
It's that one thorn, but it's better than Aples. It can be said that the Bachenyi people's perception of swords originated from this. And the sword she relied on to find a calm state of mind was also forged by Luo Ming. In terms of swordsmanship, it can be said that he has inherited a lot of love from others.
Just when Shen Yiren was thinking about this over and over again, Luo Ba Ming suddenly turned around, stared at her pretty face, and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was looking at something.
Shen Yiren put on the respectful attitude of a junior, and carefully cupped his hands back and said, "The village master is here..."
Luo Ming cut off his mouth and said, "Marry my son, on the condition that you mention it.
"Aha?!"
With great difficulty, Shen Yiren's eyes widened without letting out a rough sentence directly.
"What did the lord say?"
"It's nothing." Luo Ming looked at the clouds in the distance and muttered, "It's just a try. Seeing your reaction, the old man also understands. I won't say the rest of the nonsense." Oh, Oh…
In fact, how could Shen Yiren, who had been in a dormant state for many days, be aware of Luo Siming's thoughts. I just didn't want him to waste time, so I ignored it. Seeing that Luo Ming gave up looking for himself as his daughter-in-law so readily, he felt relieved. Otherwise, I really don't know how to end it.
Who knew Luo Ming suddenly said again.
"Then you are still willing to marry that Daluoshan?". Shen Yiren's heart was raised again, and he was not angry. "Master Luo, Shen Yiren has a fiancé long ago. The Song family's eldest son is. Regardless of the personalities of men and women, he has his own sweetheart to accompany him. "
Luo Ming looked into the distance, did not look at Shen Yi at all, as if talking to himself.
"I didn't say who was in Daluo Mountain. How do you know what I said was Mingfeizhen?"
Miss Shen, who was just righteously resigned just now, was suddenly choked back - unable to say a word, only Jun Jun's face was flushed, like a big red cloth. After a while, he gritted his teeth.
...a arrogant old man who doesn't cultivate. "
Luo Ming didn't seem to hear it, and muttered a few words, but the voice was too low and Yiren couldn't hear it. Just as he was about to turn his head down the mountain and ignore this strange man, he suddenly heard him speak again.
"Do you know that since you got this secret book, everything you have cultivated and practiced has been wrong. There is no one right way of qi. If no one stops you, continue to practice for three to five months, and sooner or later you will lose your martial arts.
Shen Yiren knew that his opponent's sword script was misunderstood, but no one could understand it, so he immediately said respectfully.
"Senior, please enlighten me.
"I don't dare to teach you. It's just that this swordsmanship is originally a profound swordsmanship that integrates the inside and the outside. Internal skills, moves, and sword intent are all indispensable. The part you are looking at is only the general formula of the mind, and it is too illusory to implement in practice. There is no second result other than going crazy.
Fortunately, your understanding is extraordinary, you actually found a suitable sword intent from the sword, and you can recall my swordsmanship that day, and finally did not go into a fork in the road. "
Hearing Luo Ming's narration, Shen Yiren suddenly understood
come over.
"So this swordsmanship is...
Suddenly receiving a pair of awe-inspiring eyes like swords, Shen Yihui felt that his skull was pierced, like a real sword.
"The second half of the secret book is written for the proper practice of Dharma, but you only read the general formula, and don't read the rest. Why is this?"
"After reading the opening chapter, the younger generation felt that this was a very profound study of swordsmanship, and that it was left behind by a well-known school. Therefore, he only dared to read the general formula, and did not dare to peep at the detailed cultivation method without authorization."
"I guess it's the same. Otherwise, just because you've seen Guizang O Sword Theory, this pair of tricks will be executed for you today."
-- Sure enough, it is the theory of Guizang Sword.
Knowing that he holds one of the highest martial arts in the sword world, Shen Diyiren was not overjoyed. More than that, I felt apprehensive. She is different from Ming Fei who has used other people's martial arts as her own practice in this life. Miss Shen attaches great importance to the rules of martial arts in this regard, and will never easily surpass them.
"Junior is frightened, this thing will be returned to the original owner!" Luo Ming didn't even mean to stretch out his hand, and said lightly, "Keep it, this secret book."
Looking at Shen Yiren's stunned expression, Luo Ming was a little too lazy to explain.
"Luo is a monstrous criminal, he shouldn't be lucky. I don't know if he is dead or alive. What are you doing with the secret book? Isn't the future of Si Ming and Luojian Villa uncertain. This secret book is in the hands of your little girl, It is easier to preserve the legacy of our ancestors than in the hands of our Luo family. Keep it.
Without the help of the Luo family's inner strength and heart formula, the things obtained are of no use. Pure swordsmanship can prevent the Guizang Sword Theory of Megatron martial arts. Luo Ming said this, but he didn't mean to pass on the merits, but he really felt that in the hands of Shen Yi, who represented the imperial court, the Guizang Sword Theory was more likely to be passed down to future generations.
Shen Yiren didn't hesitate: "Senior, don't worry, until Senior B is victorious, this secret book will be placed on the junior.
A glimmer of admiration flashed in Luo Ming's eyes, and he smiled.
"If you say that, the old man should thank you. If I don't help you, I will be sorry for your undying grace.
Shen Yiren didn't expect Luo Ming to say such a thing. This Ba person's behavior has always been unexpected. Maybe when she is happy, she will really point out some doubts in her swordsmanship.
Shen Yiren suppressed his excitement and said, "Senior's E means..."
Luo Ming smiled and said: "You and Ming Fei are really married, just get old. Husband, let's help you agree.
"Do you fucking owe a fight!?"
Luo Ming laughed, but a person appeared beside Shen Yiren. Shen Yiren only felt that the waist was light, and Luo Ming had drawn the sword in his hand.