Peerless Martial God

Chapter 475: Secret meaning

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"The will of the sword is the life of the sword.//High-speed update//"

Lin Feng whispered in his heart, as if he had touched something. He had always been confused in his heart. The combination of man and sword could never be the ultimate sword. He was only in the Xuanwu realm and was still far away from the peak of martial arts.

Perhaps, the integration of man and sword is just the beginning.

Jian Chen, as a member of the Longshan Empire, is naturally more knowledgeable than Lin Feng. It is not surprising that he knows more than Lin Feng.

"You said that I already possess the will of swordsmanship, what do you mean specifically?" Lin Feng looked at Jian Chen and asked. At this moment, he was not frivolous at all, but only asked for advice humbly.

"There are countless kinds of sword wills. Different sword cultivators have different understandings of swords, giving birth to different sword lives and sword wills. There are also people with strong understandings who have several sword wills at the same time. And the one you just released It seems that the killing power of the sword has not been used to the extreme. That killing power is actually the will of the sword, the will to kill."

Jian Chen sat with Lin Feng. He was very interested in Lin Feng. He had seen countless strong people and many geniuses in the Longshan Empire, but he had never seen anyone at Lin Feng's age and cultivation level. He understood the will of swordsmanship, and Lin Feng didn't even know it himself.

Lin Feng's talent was not what surprised him the most. In fact, Jian Chen had seen many people at Lin Feng's age who had reached the third level of Xuanwu Realm or even higher. But this understanding amazed Jian Chen.

Many people, for the longest time in their lives, are unable to touch the gate of will. Even some powerful beings in the Tianwu realm can barely touch the will.

"The will to kill."

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. On that day, he listened to Teacher Yanyu's playing and realized the killing. The black sword in the book of heaven trembled, and the killing merged into the sword. It turned out that this was the birth of the will to kill.

"It seems that I also have two kinds of sword wills." Lin Feng thought to himself. That day on the sword's edge, the Great Sun Burning Sky Sutra was rotating. He observed the light of the sun and learned the three sword techniques again. Still the same, great light. And the Sword of the Sunset, it should also be the will of the sword.

"Could it be that the will of the sword triggered the demon sword sealed in the Nine Swords Peak, causing the demon sword to enter my body?"

Lin Feng suddenly remembered the scene when the Demon Sword broke its seal. There were many people practicing and mastering the sword at Guan Jianfeng. Why the Demon Sword chose him, maybe it really had something to do with the will of the sword that Jian Chen said.

"What's the realm beyond the will of swordsmanship?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

"Haha." Jian Chen looked at Lin Feng with a smile, shook his head slightly, and said: "You must be too ambitious. Do you know that although you have the will of the sword now, it is only the weakest kind, with only one level of will. "

"Is the will of the sword also divided into levels?" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the curiosity in his heart became more and more serious.

"Of course, the will of swordsmanship is divided into nine levels. People with one level of will of swordsmanship can kill swordsmen at the same level without will of swordsmanship in an instant, and can even leapfrog challenges. And if you understand the will of two levels of swordsmanship, you may be able to kill and comprehend it. People who have the first level of swordsmanship and a higher level of cultivation than you, and those who have reached the ninth level of swordsmanship, can kill people without taking the sword out of its sheath. In that state, there is no sword and no self. "

Jian Chen said slowly, opening up another world for Lin Feng. Those with the ninth level of sword will can kill people even standing there without using the sword. It's terrible. The sword really has life.

This is an area that Lin Feng has not touched. In the past, he only wanted to learn the sword and make his cultivation stronger.

"As for the will of swordsmanship you asked about!" Jian Chen showed a smile on his face, a smile full of yearning: "Those who understand the secrets can split mountains and cut off rivers with one sword, and they can be angry with the sword. , can destroy a city and make a river of blood flow. Such a strong person is probably at the level of a venerable."

"Mystery." Lin Feng's eyes trembled: "You mean, the realm above the will of the sword is the secret of the sword?"

"Not only swordsmanship, but also martial arts practitioners can understand their own secrets. The secrets of swordsmanship refer to the realm of swords. Of course, neither you nor I are still far away from the secrets."

Jian Chen slowly opened his mouth and said, those who understand the mysteries must first step into the unity of heaven and man, and have a true understanding in a certain field. To understand it thoroughly, they must also

Only on the basis of incomparable strength can the secret be born. Many of these powerful people are sages.

Your Majesty, it's so powerful that Jian Chen can't even imagine it.

A venerable person can dominate a low-level empire. He is the overlord-level existence in the entire Thirteen Snow Kingdoms, and can kill ten thousand people with a wave of his hand.

"Mysterious meaning, the level of the Venerable." Lin Feng whispered in his heart. The incorruptible corpse he found in the forbidden area of Purple Mountain was that of a powerful person at the Venerable Level, the Venerable Martial Realm, also known as the Martial Lord and the Venerable.

That level is indeed still quite far away for Lin Feng now.

Apart from the means of destroying the earth, Your Majesty, you can also turn your blood into blood and pass it on to future generations. As long as you continue to have descendants, your blood will never decay and your blood will continue to be passed down.

Just like the Duan family and the Yue family, the royal family of Xueyue Kingdom, it is because they have the bloodline left by the Venerable that they have been prosperous and have always dominated Xueyue.

This is just the bloodline passed down by the Venerable, not to mention the powerful Martial Lord. If he has that level of cultivation, the entire Xueyue Kingdom can be wiped out with a snap of his fingers.

Regardless of whether you are a noble in the palace or a prince, you must be respectful when you see him, and you don't dare to offend him in the slightest.

"Martial arts, the pursuit of mysteries." Lin Feng whispered in his heart, then smiled at Jian Chen and said, "Thank you for telling me this."

"Even if I don't tell you, you will know in the future that this little thing is not a big deal in the shared apartment." Jian Chen smiled nonchalantly and said: "Come, for the will of kendo, I propose a toast to you. On the stage of the snow-covered competition, I waiting for you."

Jian Chen looked at Lin Feng's wine glass and smiled freely.

Lin Feng held the cup with both hands to show his respect for Jian Chen. This person was certainly not as talented as most of the Seven Heavenly Wind Envoys, but there was no trace of arrogance on his face. He was calm, indifferent, and easy to get along with. It is self-cultivation and a person with strong talent does not necessarily have to be arrogant, but has a sense of pride in his bones.

After drinking a glass of wine with Lin Feng, Jian Chen suddenly returned to his seat, and Lin Feng's eyes slowly turned to look at several of the Seven Wind Envoys that day. These people seemed to be staring at him from beginning to end. , and the unkind gaze made Lin Feng feel as if there were thorns in his back, making him very uncomfortable.

"A bunch of flies." Lin Feng cursed in a low voice, making those people's eyes slightly condensed, staring at Lin Feng indifferently. This guy was so arrogant that he didn't even pay attention to the Seven Heavenly Wind Envoys.

"Senior, Princess Xinye's beauty is unparalleled. It is really rare to see such a beauty in Tianfeng. I also heard that Princess Xinye is very proficient in piano and dance skills. The seven envoys of Tianfeng once again requested to let Princess Xinye play a song. , and presented a beautiful dance, so that we can all enjoy the beautiful dance, and it is not a waste of time for everyone to come to Xueyue Country."

The third messenger said with a half-smile, his voice was a bit teasing, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Everyone's eyes froze and they could see that this third envoy had obviously reacted after hearing Duan Tianlang's words not long ago. If he wanted to force Lin Feng to fight, he didn't need to invite Lin Feng to fight. He only needed to tease Duan Xin appropriately. Ye Bingke, in this case, even if they are strong, Lin Feng may still stand up for the beauty.

"The third envoy is right. Senior, wouldn't it be a pity for everyone to come to Xueyue after a long time and not watch the dance of the beauty? Compared to His Highness Wuya and Princess Xinye, they are not so stingy."

The fifth envoy echoed, the taste of teasing became more and more intense, while Feng Chen, the prince of Tianfeng Kingdom, was sipping the wine with a half-smile, as if he didn't know what was happening.

They all remembered Lin Feng's killing of the seventh envoy just now, and they must regain their dignity.

When Duan Xinye heard that these people were using her as an entrance and constantly teasing them, her face turned slightly ugly and she glanced at Lin Feng.

At this time, Lin Feng's face was slightly cold, and he slowly put down the wine glass he picked up.

"Crack!"

There was a soft sound, and the wine glass sank into the wooden table, with a harsh sound, and there was a coldness on Lin Feng's body that slowly released and spread.

"Is it interesting?"

Lin Feng whispered, raised his head, and looked at the crowd opposite. A dark, cold light flashed away.