It is said that there are 10,000 sword repairs, and it is rare that there are one or two people who can understand the meaning of swords. Why
It is not that he is ungrateful to kendo, nor is he not practicing hard, but because of the word "enlightenment", whether he fits with kendo, and whether he has such opportunities.
Therefore, anyone who can cultivate the sword intent is regarded as a person who is in harmony with the sword and has a smooth path.
The so-called sword intent, in the final analysis, is the idea contained in the sword. It is a mysterious and mysterious thing, elusive and floating. But once you master the sword intent, you will master the assassin that can directly attack the soul.
The monks below the golden core stage have the three souls and seven souls. When the sword intent is released, the soul will be turbulent, and the soul will be scattered. Therefore, the sword repair of the sword intent can easily crush them, and people dare not to be negligent. After the golden core period, the three souls and seven souls will all turn into the original spirit. At this time, the sword intent can also harm the original spirit!
And the more perfect the sword intent is, the stronger the lethality.
It was just a more detailed explanation, and Yun Li never explained to Xu Ziqing again.
Xu Ziqing also understood very well that he hadn't achieved anything in swordsmanship now, so he talked about sword intent. Isn't it ridiculous? He is focused on the matter of cultivation, he is above the sword, and what he asks for is nothing more than an attack.
After a long period of thought, Xu Ziqing leaned forward and swung his sword.
He was already familiar with this trick, and now it is very satisfactory, without any hindrance. When the tactics were about to be exhausted, the sword power turned, and the "Meng Zi Jue" suddenly broke out, and the sudden violent power suddenly hit the sword room with a crisp sound.
"Snapped!"
It's like air blasting, and like a seed breaking its shell, it's full of vitality and business!
Xu Ziqing closed his eyes and used the sword, turning his wrists, like a dragon, dancing with heavy blue shadows, and the sword shadow everywhere.
He is immersed in swordsmanship, and as the sword moves continue to operate, the sword strength is constantly adjusted. The "Meng Zi Jue" is his realization from the Chunyu swordsmanship. There are two kinds of swords that alternate in artistic conception, which is natural and unexpected, but unexpectedly. The sense of. Even so, there is no violation and the most flexible and changeable.
The longer he danced the sword, his mood became brighter, tireless and unwilling to stop.
This practice lasted for several days and nights. Later, when he took the sword again, he didn't need to think at all.
Ten days later, the figure in the sword room was light, and a steel-wood sword lifted lightly when swung, extremely dexterous.
The sword seemed to have become a part of the person, and every time it danced, it seemed so harmonious and natural.
Suddenly, the figure uttered a sharp shout: "Ha!"
His figure suddenly stopped. The whole person stood in the middle of the sword room, and the steel-wood sword spun around naturally. However, at this moment, a black light flashed on the tip of the sword, and it suddenly broke through the air and hit the stone wall. Above!
"The light of swordsmanship!" Xu Ziqing took a deep breath, squeezed the steel-wood sword, his eyes were filled with joy, "I actually practiced sword light!"
Even though he knew that "Four Seasons of Swordsmanship" was suitable for him, he did not expect that he would be able to practice the first set of swordsmanship in such a short period of time!
After calming down, Xu Ziqing used the magic formula silently, and once again offered the "Meng Zi Jue". The power of this move is not small, it is appropriate to use it to verify this new realm of swordsmanship.
Sure enough, the steel-wood sword drew an arc in the air. At the point of the sword's tip, a beam of brilliance shot out quickly, hitting the rock wall again, turning into bits of light debris.
Sword light cannot hurt people, but if there is no sword light, sword energy cannot be formed, let alone many subsequent realms. Therefore, this is really the first step of the top priority, it is very difficult, and the many benefits it brings can be seen.
Xu Ziqing swung the sword several times in a row, and every time the sword light burst out accurately, he was shocked while overjoyed.
It is really strange that he has entered the territory too quickly, or is there something mysterious in the sword room? But apart from feeling that it was quiet and undisturbed, he didn't find anything else.
When he was in doubt, the many stone walls that had just been hit by his sword light suddenly burst out with bright brilliance.
Suddenly, Xu Ziqing's eyes flashed, the scene changed suddenly, and the pressure on the whole body increased sharply!
This is…
Here, it is no longer the bare sword room, but a piece of green grass with the fragrance of birds and flowers.
Xu Ziqing could feel the lightness of the spring breeze and the gentleness of the spring sun. He walked on this piece of green grass as if he were walking on a real green grass. The feet were soft and moist, very beautiful.
This is supposed to be an illusion, he concentrates, wants to get out of it with his thoughts.
But the next moment, he knew he was wrong.
Because in front of him, there was an empty figure, like a group of breeze condensed, if there is nothing. This figure has a slender figure, a soft temperament, and a transparent long sword in his hand.
The voice of the figure is also very soft, just like this spring, soft and nice: "Make a move."
Xu Ziqing was startled: "You are..."
Could it be that this is not an illusion? Or is it another reason
The figure said: "I am the incarnation of the twenty-third sword room in the third sword hole. If you fight with me, you will survive if you win, and you will die if you lose... Do you want a fight?"
It turns out that this sword room mental incarnation is the second special feature in a sword cave.
The Wuling Immortal Gate has existed for an unknown number of years, and this sword cave has also existed for an unknown number of years.
In the beginning, it was only the first generation of sword repairers who left their own ideas, squeezed the potential of latecomers, and put them to the test. However, for many years, there are countless disciples practicing swords in the sword room, whether they live or die, but as long as they have existed, their thoughts will remain.
Over the years, I don't know how many ideas exist in the sword room. Every time a sword practicer has practiced a certain set of sword skills, he will have the opportunity to accept the test of the sword room—or feedback.
Because the incarnation of the mind is ruthless, the monk has the right to choose whether or not to accept this feedback.
Xu Ziqing knew that with his current ability, if he wanted to keep himself in the Zongmen Grand Competition, he would need to make great progress in these five months. He has experienced some things before, but how can he realize that only between life and death can he break through more and more
In the past life, she died of a lingering illness and died young at a young age. Xu Ziqing was afraid of death. But he also knew that if he didn't dare to fight when he was more likely to survive, then he would definitely die when he was faced with an inescapable danger in the future!
Therefore, Xu Ziqing didn't hesitate to shake his wrist and said, "Please advise!"
The incarnation of the thought was a smile: "Here."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a sharp sword light approaching, and it was before the center of the eyebrows in the blink of an eye!
Xu Ziqing reacted quickly, and immediately flashed away, with his arms slanted horizontally, already cutting off the sword light!
Dangerous and dangerous, but not injured.
However, under this blow, Xu Ziqing also knew about the strength of that mind incarnation.
Its cultivation base is also in the middle stage of foundation construction, and its true element thickness is also the same as Xu Ziqing. And its sword moves clearly carry the Spring Rain swordsmanship with the same breath as Xu Ziqing, which also emits sword light, but is different in details, and does not have the artistic conception of "Meng Zi Jue".
This is an opponent of the same level, but its swordsmanship is more subtle, and the artistic conception is also born out of the same set of swordsmanship, making the two of them stand up, familiar with each other, and allow Xu Ziqing to adapt faster to fight with swordsmanship.
It has to be said that the person who made the sword hole in the first place, for the many disciples of the Wuling Immortal Gate, really took great pains.
Naturally, Xu Ziqing would not miss this opportunity, and for the incarnation of this idea, he didn't need to worry about the death of the other party if the shot was too ruthless. As a result, he was merciless, with a murderous intent in his eyes!
Training, this is the real training!
In this sword room, many people who have also practiced the "Chunyu Sword Technique" have come. Therefore, the collection of mind incarnations are actually the ideas and experiences of many disciples.
It gathered the strengths of everyone, and then used Xu Ziqing one by one. Its heart is the heart of the sword, colder, straighter, and harder.
"laugh-"
After the sound of cracking silk, Xu Ziqing's shoulder had a bloody mouth, revealing the white flesh inside.
There is a soft and gentle force invading the wound, and it wants to blend into his flesh and blood, and the thought of the sword is like a spring rain, moisturizing things silently, but also covering his whole body, damaging all his meridians!
This is the power of Chunyu swordsmanship. It is indeed soft and lingering, but it can go further. It is tarsus and cannot be expelled.
Xu Ziqing was shocked, and then turned back, and pointed to the place where the gentle force was invading.
However, the incarnation of the mind would not allow him to heal his wounds like this, and soon struck again, and the "brushing" was three white lights, dazzling and shocking.
Xu Ziqing was fully absorbed, not daring to neglect a little bit.
While operating his true essence, he went to this wound to force that force, while at the same time he was cautious, avoiding the pressure and killer moves brought by the incarnation of his mind.
After persisting in this way for a full moment, the strength was barely forced out, and Xu Ziqing was exhausted, and sweat was dripping on his forehead.
This is not the solution. Xu Ziqing thought so.
His true essence is limited, but as long as the mind incarnation is in the sword room, its power is infinite. If there is a battle of consumption, he is absolutely incomparable.
After a sharp turn in his mind, Xu Ziqing turned sideways slightly and escaped a blow. Then he closed his eyes, ignoring the burning light of the sword, leaned forward and moved quickly, approaching the incarnation of the mind in three or two steps!
"The spring grass germinates and emerges from the ground!"
After taking a long breath, Xu Ziqing only felt that his heart was smooth, and when the sword light in his palm burst, it was also extremely smooth.
When it was, a cyan light flashed into the eyes of the mind incarnation.
Afterwards, the mind incarnation was covered by blue light, and the body quickly dissipated...
Successfully defeated!
Xu Ziqing breathed slowly. Although exhausted, the intense joy filled his heart and made him feel at ease.
Finally, relying on his own to make progress.
"Chunyu Sword Art" is already familiar, and there is "Xia Lei Sword Art" and so on.
Xu Ziqing tasted the sweetness and worked harder and didn't dare to slack in the slightest.
Xia Zhilei, fierce and violent, tempered thousands of trees and gave birth to a raging fire. The thunder and fire roared, set a prairie for thousands of miles, scorched earth everywhere, unparalleled power!
The wind of autumn is bleak and bleak, blowing thousands of trees and making the branches and leaves withered. The autumn wind is raging, everything is withered, the autumn is cold, and the killing intent is endless!
The snow of winter, lonely and vast, covers ten thousand trees and freezes vitality. The winter snow is icy, hiding the breath, the world is cold and lifeless!