This kind of thing happens once, twice, three times or five times. It may be a little novel. Over time, it becomes complete torture. At least, that's what I thought most of the time.
Although he enjoyed the process of becoming stronger, he also did not forget that the first time he killed someone, he almost spit out bile. For the boy of light who could sense the passage of time, that feeling was not pleasant at all.
When he was young, the old man once told him: The more you understand some things, the more you will be in awe. For example, time, and another example, life.
The first lesson his husband taught him was also the reverence for life. No one would be willing to fight with others every two days, and no one would treat killing as a daily routine. How to keep one's heart in this turbulent world is what I am currently learning the most.
Although Jiu Qiansheng has never harmed innocent people, the number of people who have died under his sword has long been incalculable. During the three people's travels together, this famous sword god also gained a lot.
"My body is a bodhi tree, and my heart is like a mirror; I should always brush it diligently to prevent any dust." Looking at the two people facing each other not far away, Lin Chongyang sighed. Although his friend could be called a first-class master, he was dragged down by this title. , The turbulent waves in the world have stained the original intention, making it difficult to become a great master.
This time the saber was accidentally broken, it was an opportunity for him. The last moment he said: "He is different from the one before." This time, the young man who picked up Jiu Qian Sheng was called Yi Xuan Miao. He was also a swordsman, but the feeling he gave him was different from the previous one named Lie Fei. The swordsmen were completely different, and he couldn't tell the specific differences.
It’s just different anyway. At the same time, this one is much crazier than the previous one. Defeating Jiu Qian Sheng and standing at the top of the world is too low.
Yixuan Miao claimed that the sword can perform the moves of hundreds of weapons, but the moves of hundreds of weapons cannot, so the sword is the first of the hundreds of weapons. This time he picked up the Nine Thousand Shengs to prove this point.
Although they have different ideas, in the final analysis, Yi Xuan Miao is more pleasing to the eye than Lie Fei.
"What a pity." Lin Chongyang did not answer the boy's words. The last time I heard this, I was a little curious: "Sir, what do you think of Yixuanmiao's ideals?"
"The saving grace is that he only cares about the sword, which allows him to go further than ordinary people on the path of swordsmanship. However, success is all about the sword, and failure is all about the sword. His preconceived ideas also lead to a limitation of his vision. A swordsman may become a first-class swordsman in the future, but it is difficult for him to become a master."
"the Grand Master?"
"For example, the creator of the Seventh Cultivation of Martial Arts uses a combined move of seven practices to gather the essence of knives, swords, halberds, bows, fists, palms, and Qimen, and almost breaks the restrictions between various weapons. Only then can he be called Grandmaster." Just as Lin Chongyang spoke up and answered for the most time, the conversation between the two people not far away finally ended and the battle officially began.
Jiu Qian Sheng did not disarm Yi Xuan Miao with two simple moves like he did with Lie Fei. Instead, he gave him a chance to prove his idea. The swordsman lived up to his expectations and used his sword to perform sword moves, spear moves, and bow moves... The sword's edge moves instantly, and absolute moves occur frequently in a short time, which is amazing.
While watching the battle, Zhiguang said: "It seems that Yi Xuanmiao's philosophy also has merit."
"It's meaningless to talk about weapons. Victory or defeat ultimately depends on manpower." As the words fell, the winner was divided, and the Nine Thousand Shengs palm sword slashed down, using all of Yi Xuan Miao's moves to knock down the sword in his hand.
"I respect your ideas, but I also retain my own opinions." Looking at the young man who put away his sword, Jiu Qian Sheng said, using a sword to perform hundreds of moves cannot be called mixed but not refined. I don't know how to describe his martial arts attainments.
If you really want to define it, it is a castle in the air. Empty ideas, vision, realm, foundation and character are not enough to support it to reach the realm it depicts, and all aspects will be a little different.
In the words of a friend, it is almost impossible at this moment, and the outcome will be decided at the critical moment.
The path that everyone follows is closely related to their spiritual realm. If Yixuanmiao cannot overcome this hurdle, his future achievements will be determined. However, his ideas do have merit.
Not only did it have merit, Jiu Qian Sheng had even seen the finished product.
"Today I lost, but it was only me who lost. My sword is not as good as your sword, and the sword is not as good as the sword." Yi Xuanmiao was not discouraged by this failure. He still believed in his ideas and swords. Full of confidence: "With one sword, thousands of soldiers are ambushed. In the whole world, only the sword is supreme." Before Jiu Qian Sheng could respond again, the world suddenly changed, and Lin Chongyang, not far away, took a step and appeared in the sky. In the battle circle, he turned to look at Yixuanmiao on the opposite side, and his calm tone was a bit inexplicable: "Boy, are you practicing swordsmanship?"
"Yes." Yi Xuan nodded, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "May I ask if you have any advice, senior?"
"We can't talk to each other, but would you be interested in having a few fights with me?" Lin Chongyang put his left hand behind his back and invited a fight.
Neither Zhiguang nor Jiuqian Sheng knew what he was thinking at the moment, but since it was a decision made by a friend, Jiuqian Sheng would respect it.
After Lin Chongyang spoke up, he immediately stepped out of the ring. Then, stand with the best time outside the battle circle.
After a moment of consideration, Yi Xuanmiao chose to accept the challenge: "Then the junior will ask the senior for help."
"You said that swordsmanship is natural and indescribable, but it is transformed into all things, right?" Lin Chongyang's words were still dull.
But Yi Xuanmiao could clearly feel that the world around him was filled with sword intent. The connection between him and the world was cut off, and he could not breathe out the vitality of the world like he did just now.
The swordsman stood ready: "That's right."
"Then you have to watch carefully." Lin Chongyang pointed the sword with his right hand: "Everything becomes my sword." The ancient sword intention spread, and in an instant, the sun turned into a sword, the gaze turned into a sword, the breeze turned into a sword, and the white clouds turned into a sword, The sky turned into a sword, the nine earths turned into swords, the mountains and rivers turned into swords... Yi Xuanmiao stood there, his breath suffocating.
He could clearly feel that his energy and blood were moving in the seasons, and his muscles and bones were about to undergo inexplicable changes, as if they were turning into swords and moving like all the phenomena in the world before him.
Under this unprecedented sword intent, he couldn't even make a move. Because the true energy in his body was also affected and was no longer under his control. The concept he constructed was realized in front of his eyes, but there was no joy in Yi Xuanmiao's heart.
Just when he thought death was about to hit him, the endless sword intent dissipated and the surroundings returned to calm.
"This." Yi Xuanmiao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated at this moment.
"You also said that the sword is the basis of all weapons." As the words fell, the sword turned into a sword: "I am the only one who knows the way to heaven and earth." The sword intention of solemnly emerging, searching the heaven and earth, penetrating the past and present, encompassing the universe, and conquering the universe. The existence of oneself is extracted alone, transcending the three realms of heaven, earth and man, and then expanded to the extreme.
In Yi Xuan Miao's field of vision, the light of the Heaven-Qing Sword is immeasurable, like the universe united into one, encompassing all the phenomena of the heaven, earth, and universe.
But when it was cut three inches in front of him, it disappeared into nothingness. The martial arts attainment of the person who made the move was the only one he had ever seen in his life. He was far superior to Jiu Qian Sheng, who was called the God of Swords. His concept was confirmed, and then subverted after being confirmed. Yi Xuan Miao's mood was extremely complicated.
"The prototype of this move is the ultimate sword technique of my friend Sword Sect, which I turned into the material to create a sword move." When the world returned to peace, only one person stood proudly, and his tone of voice was still very dull: " So, at this moment, can I say that the original sword of all hundred weapons is the sect?"
