When Feng Wuxie walked into the study, Feng Ling was writing a essay.
She was taken aback when she saw this scene.
In Feng Wuxie's eyes, the palace lord, who was over a hundred years old but still looking young, was just writing.
But that pen is like a sharp sword in his hand!
The pen shaft is the handle and the pen tip is the sharp point. Swords and snakes on paper!
Even though Feng Wuxie has never practiced swordsmanship, he can still clearly feel the awe-inspiring sword intent in it!
Transform your mind into the profession, the imperial brush is like a sword!
Obviously, the swordsmanship of this palace master has reached the realm of transcendence!
Feng Wuxie secretly said in his heart that he is indeed the leader of the Three-University Mansion. Not to mention the soul power cultivation base, just looking at this swordsmanship can make people impressed!
When she noticed that she had entered the room, Feng Ling paused with the tip of her pen and stopped.
That Haoran sword intent also disappeared.
Feng Ling seemed to have changed from a peerless swordsman back to the palace master of that academy.
"Innocent, you are here." He smiled slightly.
"Wuxie has seen Palace Master Fengling." Feng Wuxie politely politely said, "The swordsmanship of Palace Master really admires Wu Xie."
Feng Ling said with a smile: "The old man has been focusing on kendo all his life. Now, if you want to cultivate some other interests, but you can't get rid of the feeling of swordsmanship, it makes you laugh!"
"Palace Master can be extremely good at swordsmanship. It is worthy of innocent learning to reach the top of this path. How dare you say and laugh!" Feng Wuxie also said with a slight smile.
Feng Ling obviously treated her words very well, and smiled and waved her hand: "Okay, Wu Xie, is there anything going on here this time?"
With his wisdom, it is natural to know that Feng Wuxie came all the way from the Taihuang Ancient Courtyard, and it was definitely not a special compliment to him.
Feng Wuxie nodded lightly and said directly: "I heard that there is no one in the world of swordsmanship in the Haotian Academy. I want to learn a swordsmanship. I don't know if the palace owner can agree."
"You want to learn swordsmanship?" Feng Ling looked at her with interest: "Then the feeling is good, our school, if you say that no one can be better than others, then I dare not be. However, there are indeed a few good swordsmanship. I can ask someone to take you to the library for a look."
"Palace Master doesn't have to trouble, Wu Xie has already selected the swordsmanship he wants to practice." Feng Wu Xie said with a light smile.
"Oh? It seems that you are still prepared." Feng Ling asked: "Then I don't know which swordsmanship you want to learn?"
Feng Wuxie uttered two words indifferently: "Ming Jian."
When Feng Ling heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was both unexpected and unexpected with this answer.
He looked at Feng Wuxie with a little complexity, and asked, "Wuxie, where did you learn about the existence of "Ming Sword"?"
Feng Wuxie was taken aback. Is the "Ming Sword" that Jing Shui mentioned to her still classified
"This..." She groaned slightly, and said, "My master told me."
"It seems that your teacher
Zun is also a senior man. Seeing that she didn't mean to explain much, nor did he ask deeply, Feng Ling just nodded and said.
Feng Wuxie couldn't help flashing Jingshui's young Junya in his mind when he said this.
To be honest, my master is not very much like the predecessors...
But she didn't say this.
"Innocent." Feng Ling suddenly looked straight and said: "It is said that you are a disciple specially recruited by the Haotian Academy, and you should be given some preferential treatment. However, "Ming Sword" is the highest sword canon of the Haotian Academy. I can't just leave it to you."
"I understand." Feng Wuxie also replied earnestly: "I also understand very well, so if you have any requirements, please let us know."
"I want you to promise to do something for my Haotian Academy." Feng Ling's mouth raised a smile: "It is absolutely possible to do with your ability, and it will not touch your bottom line."
Feng Wuxie frowned slightly, what was so mysterious.
But since it's not too much to do it yourself, it doesn't hurt to promise.
At this point, Feng Wuxie nodded: "Okay, I promise you."
"Yeah." Seeing her promise, Feng Ling calmed down: "It seems that you really want to get "Ming Sword"."
"I am sure to win!" Feng Wuxie said simply.
Feng Ling smiled: "Then do you know what kind of swordsmanship this "Ming Sword" is?"
"I don't know." Feng Wuxie answered honestly, and then said again: "But I believe my master's judgment, this "Ming Sword" must be worthy of my cultivation."
Feng Ling showed a hint of surprise: "If you say so, you have now realized the power of the soul?"
Hearing what he said, Feng Wuxie was also a little surprised.
Palace Master Fengling can even see this
Wouldn't the soul will not show up if it is not used
Seeing her puzzled, Feng Ling couldn't help but smile: "It seems that your master asked you to learn "Ming Sword", but didn't explain to you the characteristics of this sword classic."
Feng Wuxie said yes, Jingshui's servant didn't want to tell me in advance.
Just listen to Feng Ling said: "The most important prerequisite for practicing "Ming Sword" is to understand the soul. Without this foundation, no matter how good the qualifications and hard work are, it will not work."
Feng Wuxie was stunned.
No wonder Feng Ling guessed at once that he had comprehended the soul.
But then again.
It turns out that the training conditions for this "Ming Sword" are so harsh!
Jing Shui said that only no more than ten of the disciples in the ancient courtyard of Taihuang had realized the soul.
Although there are many disciples in the Haotian Academy, there are probably no more than 20 people who understand the soul.
That is to say, there are no more than 20 qualified to practice "Ming Sword" in Haotian Academy!
"Palace Master, what is the mystery of this "Ming Sword", why is the demand for cultivation so high, it must have a soul?" Feng Wuxie couldn't help asking.
"Oh, innocent,
Do you know why "Ming Sword" is called this name? Feng Ling didn't answer her directly, but instead asked.
Without waiting for Feng Wuxie's answer, he stretched out his hand pen, took a piece of white paper, and wrote eight characters—
Be aware of your heart and show your nature, and prove your sword with the Tao!
"These eight characters are the general outline of "Ming Sword"!" Feng Ling said lightly.
Feng Wuxie pondered these eight words repeatedly.
She seems to understand something.
Feng Ling put down the pen, with both hands down, and walked to the window of the study room.
He said leisurely: "Everyone's xinxing is different, and the way they choose to live is also different-this is the will of man! "Ming Sword" is a film that can condense this will into a sword intent. The technique!"
"Why do you have to have the soul in order to practice "Ming Sword"?" Feng Ling repeated Feng Wuxie's question, and then replied:
"That's because, only by comprehending the soul, can the resonance between your soul and soul power be strong enough, so that you won't be backlashed by the sword intent you have condensed into, causing your soul power to run away and die!"
Feng Wuxie still had some doubts: "I was bitten back by the sword intent?"
"Innocent, don't underestimate this kind of backlash!" Feng Ling's expression is extremely serious: "Practicing "Ming Sword" means that you will face the darkness of your heart. At that time, you will have flaws in your mood and experience. His pain will turn into the most terrifying nightmare. If you are not firm enough, you will be completely swallowed up, fall into the abyss, and perish forever!"
He sighed: "Haotian Academy, every year, excellent disciples die from practicing "Ming Sword"!"
Feng Wuxie felt awe-inspiring for a while!
Practicing this "Ming Sword" is so dangerous!
"Palace Master." Feng Wuxie was silent for a while, and then asked, "Since the practice of "Ming Sword" is so difficult, it must be extremely powerful once learned!"
When Feng Ling heard her question, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in her eyes: "That's natural. Once the "Ming Sword" is practiced, the heart will turn at will, and the sword will move with the heart. When facing the enemy, the heart will be born and the momentum will move, although No move, but better than tens of thousands of moves. It can be called the move of Jian Jue Lingchen!"
"That's enough!" Feng Wuxie took a deep breath.
She already knew the dangers of this sword art practice.
However, she would not allow herself to give up!
In the ancient courtyard of the Great Desolation, Xia Runan had already showed her fangs!
Feng Wuxie would not allow her to threaten herself like this all the time.
more importantly-
She is still carrying a deep hatred of blood!
The bones of her father, the remnant soul of her mother, and the appearance of her grandpa when he died often appeared in her mind!
And her enemy is the unfathomable holy gate that has been dormant for a long time!
She needs all the power that can be mastered!
Feng Wuxie looked at the Palace Master of Haotian Academy in front of him, with a firm smile on his face:
"Then, Palace Lord. Can you tell me now, do I need to do something?"
(End of this chapter)