Lin Qi quickly sat cross-legged in the snowdrift and began to think about Zhenjun Qingyun's sword frame by frame in her mind.
Besides the killing sword intent, what else is there?
Ice, frost, snow...wind, thunder!
thunder!
Lin Qi suddenly realized!
The sword of Zhenjun Qingyun was full of killing intent, but it was not as sharp and manic as hers, and had more of a righteous and majestic aura.
If it hadn't been for the killing energy that exploded the moment the sword energy fell, she wouldn't have been able to taste the killing sword intent within it at all.
Therefore, the master uses two swords to fuse and restrain each other's weaknesses, and the power exerted is many times more powerful than normal use!
But Qingyun Zhenjun did not send her to the Eight Pillar Heavenly Thunder Ladder at Zonglei Peak. Instead, he sent her to Kongxue Valley.
"Does this mean that the master wants me to understand the sword intent based on the ice spirit root, and then merge it with the killing sword intent. When the two sword intents are fired at the same time, the power is far beyond what one plus one equals two!"
After understanding the meaning of Zhenjun Qingyun, Lin Qi started practicing with great enthusiasm.
She is no longer afraid of the cold.
Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the snow, letting the flying snow rage.
She closed her eyes tightly and tried again and again to mobilize the spiritual energy in her body.
Even though she couldn't break through the shackles of spiritual energy, she was not in a hurry and recited the Qingshen Jue in a leisurely and unhurried manner.
Gradually, Lin Qi's mind calmed down, her mind emptied of everything, and the surroundings became silent.
Even the sound of falling snow was clearly audible.
Snow is falling from the sky, the ground is vast, the ice is covered with snow, and the mountains are rugged.
Between heaven and earth, there is only this wisp of white.
Seeing this, Yuan Xi suddenly became interested in practicing sword practice.
She held a long sword in her hand, her sword skills were elegant and sharp, and her spiritual energy circulated smoothly. The long sword swept in a circle, sweeping away the flying snow in the sky.
Lin Qi, who was meditating, gradually pictured Yuan Xi dancing with a sword in her mind.
Time passed little by little, and Lin Qi failed to break through the seal again, but she finally felt the spiritual energy in her dantian!
In just a few days, she will be able to break through the seal and absorb the killing sword intent in her body!
When Lin Qi opened her eyes, the snow had stopped falling in the sky, and Senior Sister Yuan Xi was looking at her with a sword in her hand.
Lin Qi told Senior Sister Yuan Xi her thoughts and feelings, and Senior Sister Yuan Xi reminded her: "Xiao Qi, you are too hasty."
"Now that you have seen the master's sword intention, have you ever thought about what would happen if you broke through the Dantian seal without comprehending the second sword intention?"
At that time, only the killing sword intention will exist. Doesn't it violate the original intention of Zhenjun Qingyun?
Lin Qi opened her mouth, not knowing how to refute for a moment.
"I seem to have indeed forgotten to leave time for the two sword intents to fuse..."
Yuan Xi said earnestly: "Master left you in Kongxue Valley to sharpen your abilities and temperament, but you took it as a challenge and left with only the goal of achieving your goal. Please note... haste makes waste."
Lin Qi was reminded and couldn't help but review her inner journey. She had to admit that she was indeed a little eager for quick success.
In the past, it was because there was a sword hanging above her head and she could die at any time, so she had to practice crazily.
Now this sense of urgency is gradually numbing. She is used to the satisfaction after the rapid growth of her cultivation level, and gradually she just wants to improve her cultivation level...
"Senior sister, I understand!" Lin Qi nodded seriously.
Seeing her appearance, Yuan Xi knew that Lin Qi was slowly adjusting her mentality.
My heart was finally relieved.
After the flying snow, there is frost.
Lin Qi was relatively calm at first, feeling that there was no difference between Ningshuang and mortal Ningshuang, and she could completely withstand it with her physique.
Who would have thought that only a quarter of an hour after she started, she would already have a blue nose and a red face from the cold.
A vast expanse of white frost mist steamed up in the air, shrouding the head like a cloud like mist.
All the coldest air condensed in the middle, and with a breath, a piece of frost instantly condensed in the air.
At first glance, it looks like she is puffing away smoke.
The pansy flowers on the trees are graceful, crystal clear, and shine under the sunlight.
The fluorescence is dazzling, vast and colorful.
Amidst the beautiful scenery, there are fatal crises everywhere.
The mist surged like clouds, and the static sage flowers flew out like a goddess scattering flowers.
Lin Qi's eyes widened in shock, and the wooden sword in her hand was swung only as an afterimage, which could easily shatter the oncoming ice needle.
A cold air evaporated from the ground, covering her legs.
After not moving for a few breaths, Lin Qi's legs were covered with a thin layer of ice and she was frozen in place, unable to move.
She could clearly feel the coldness spreading up her feet. For a moment, her whole body was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
The hand holding the sword was also frozen, and his reaction was half a beat too slow before he was pricked like a hedgehog by ice needles.
Fortunately, she had been tempered many times and had a strong constitution, so she was scraped off a layer of blood.
Lin Qi grimaced in pain, the cold air made her whole body numb, and she couldn't help but want to cry.
It’s really hard to be a Binglinggen monk!
An hour later, the sky was covered with fine frost.
Everything as far as the eye can see is a vast expanse of white, and the range that can be seen is less than half a meter.
Lin Qi stood on the ground holding her sword, frozen into an ice sculpture.
Senior sister Yuan Xi tried to knock it off for her several times, but Lin Qi stopped her.
When the mind is calm, thoughts flow as smoothly as water.
Three views in one day in Kongxue Valley.
Ice, snow, and frost are all closely related to the ice spiritual root. It can even be said that they are three forms of the same thing. They have the same origin.
Spending a day here is like seeing the three possibilities of the Ice Spirit Root monk.
If she could comprehend the meaning of the sword, she should be able to choose one of these three, or... comprehend all three at the same time.
So what kind of sword intent did Lord Qingyun want her to understand?
What kind of sword intention does she want to understand?
While thinking, Lin Qi entered a state of trance, and her brain was particularly active.
After the frost stopped, the ice crystals on her body did not dissipate.
Lin Qi kept thinking about the scene of falling ice, flying snow, and condensing frost in her mind.
She smashed through ice picks and flew through flying snow, but she could not resist the all-pervasive erosion of the frost.
Ice picks fell randomly and ice fragments flew everywhere, and there was a unique rhythm in the disorder.
The falling snow quietly swept across the world, wreaking havoc and falling silently, covering everything in an instant, as majestic as a king.
The air of frost is extremely cold, cold-hearted and bone-chilling, and penetrates all-pervasively, like mist and clouds, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, creating a world of its own.
Click!
When the last piece of ice on her body melted, Lin Qi slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were clear and cold, reflecting the light in the snowy light, and there was a hint of edge hidden in the dark pupils.
Lin Qi held the wooden sword in her hand, put her two fingers together, swept from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and said in a deep voice: "How can you not practice swordsmanship if you understand the meaning of the sword?"
She was curious, what would the frost, snow and ice in the sword look like?
With a gleam in her eyes, the wooden sword in Lin Qi's hand moved according to her heart, and her Tai Chi sword skills were slowly displayed.
Yuan Xi took a rest after practicing the sword. When he saw Lin Qi also starting to practice Tai Chi swordsmanship, he couldn't help but look at it intently.
The first time, Lin Qi's Tai Chi swordsmanship was not much different from before.
The second time, her movements became much faster and a little more sharp.
The third time, the fourth time...the tenth time.
Yuan Xi actually caught a hint of chill in Lin Qi's sword shadow.
Writing about snow, frost, and ice in the middle of winter makes me feel so cold even when I look at it.
The first chapter today and the second chapter will be posted around twelve o'clock.
(End of chapter)
