Bai Ze realized it for three days.
The artistic conception of True Fire Sword Intent, Bai Ze is always on the edge of not understanding it, hesitating around.
"When the old man was still alive, he often said that it is easier to know than to do it, but it is easier to know than to do it." Bai Ze put his arms behind his head, squinted his eyes, and sighed as he watched the rising sun peeking half of his head from the hills in the east. .
"Easier said than done!" Bai Ze sat up and touched Mo Yu with his hand.
Someone chuckled behind him.
Bai Ze looked back and was stunned.
Because the person behind him was none other than the Sword Spirit Mountain Ghost who had not appeared for a long time.
"Sister Shangui!" Bai Ze was overjoyed, "Are you finally willing to come out to see me?"
"Hmph." The mountain ghost has white hair and snow, his eyebrows are like emeralds, and he is dressed in butterfly clothes. He is mocking when he hears this, "Have you forgotten about Hulao Pass? But Xiao Zhiwei dares to fight with the little sage's clone."
The implication is that if she hadn't taken action, Bai Ze would have been buried on that mountain by now.
Bai Ze hesitated and giggled.
He and Xie Xuan were master and disciple after all.
Xie Xuan's sword, the Imperial Sword, is peerless and extremely coquettish.
As for Bai Ze, the character of Sword Spirit Mountain Ghost is completely opposite to that of Jue Shi. He is so cold and cold that he can use his eyes to replace him and never say a word of nonsense.
A peerless talker, Shangui can choke people to death with just one sentence.
"Your cultivation is too weak." Mountain Ghost glanced at Bai Ze, his eyes cold, "Otherwise, how could I have slept so far after Hulao Pass?"
Bai Ze twitched the corner of his mouth and forcibly changed the subject, saying: "Sister Shangui, I encountered a problem. The second senior brother told me that the most important thing is to understand the artistic conception of the sword. I have touched the threshold of the True Fire Sword Intent. Dejian Erliuxing. But in the past few days, I have been thinking about this artistic conception, but I always feel that there is still a layer of fog between it."
"What is artistic conception?" Mountain Ghost asked him.
"A state?" Bai Ze said.
"The Tao can be taught, but it is very Tao." The mountain ghost is graceful, with the mountain breeze blowing, and his white hair is like an immortal. "It's normal that you don't understand. But the way to practice is to change things first, and then the program. If you don't Now that we understand what artistic conception is, why not first regard sword intention as a kind of momentum?"
"You mean, sword power?" Bai Ze's eyes lit up.
"The four extremes of the sword realm lead to the same goal through different paths." Shangui said, "The sword intent is the third, but when the sword intent is released, its form is still a kind of qi. It's just different in the sword qi realm. In the sword qi realm, the sword's power comes from the qi, and the sword's power comes from the air. The stronger the Qi, the stronger the sword.”
Shangui added, "As for the sword's artistic conception, the sword's power comes from the mind. The stronger the artistic conception, the stronger the sword's power. If you comply with it, the sword's energy will be stronger."
"So, don't I have a perfect way to observe the situation?" Bai Ze smiled with joy, forgot about himself, and hugged the mountain ghost excitedly.
The sword spirit was stunned and subconsciously wanted to kick Bai Ze away.
But before she could take action, Bai Ze had already run away.
The mountain ghost is right.
Since the artistic conception is elusive, why not start with a simpler sword posture?
It is possible to derive the sword's potential from the artistic conception, but on the other hand, isn't it also a way to infer the artistic conception from the sword's potential?
Bai Ze has a clear mind.
The Waterfall Sword, the first sword of Heaven's Law, was obtained by observing the situation from the waterfall using the Taoist Borrowing Sword.
Xie Xuan taught him an almost shameless method.
Asked to borrow the sword.
This method, to put it bluntly, is to use the momentum of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and all things in nature to turn into a sword.
"That's it, that's it!" Bai Ze suddenly realized, "The Qi Luck Mountains and Rivers and the Dao Borrowing Sword complement each other. No wonder the old man only taught me these two magical powers when I was just starting to practice!"
Qi transports mountains and rivers and controls the fortune of heaven and earth.
Wen asked to borrow the sword to take advantage of the situation for his own use.
Xie Xuan taught Bai Ze two Taoist arts and magical powers. He simply paved the way for Bai Ze to directly understand the four poles of the sword and directly comprehend the artistic conception of the sword!
Only then did Bai Ze understand.
It turns out it’s not just his extraordinary talent.
What's more, the road Xie Xuan paved for him was a broad road leading directly to the realm of swordsmanship, so he was able to master three swords in a row at such a young age!
"Master, Master." Bai Ze looked up at the sky, his chest rising and falling, "They say people become better with age, but your game is too big."
The fundamental inheritance of Zhongzhou Sword King's lineage has always been Qi Yunshan and He Wenwen borrowing the sword.
There are countless swordsmen who have reached the sky step by step based on this.
The reason is that while others are still pondering the sword spirit realm, these people have already begun to understand the sword from the sword spirit realm and reverse the sword spirit.
You can figure it out with your butt.
Can the sword energy that comes from the artistic conception be weaker than your sword energy that is simply used in the sword energy realm?
Just be ridiculously strong.
In the evening, Bai Ze returned to Zizhu Forest.
Lin Xiao was playing the piano, playing "Guan Shan Yue".
The setting sun is setting, the bamboo forest is dancing in the wind.
The sound of the piano echoed in the purple bamboo forest. The man in the green shirt had an ordinary face, but his posture while playing the piano seemed to be out of this world.
The song is over.
Lin Xiao raised his head, looked at Bai Ze, and asked him, "Are you enlightened?"
"I understand." Bai Ze just smiled.
"Okay." Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Five Elements Sword Manual, will you practice with me tomorrow?"
"Okay." Bai Ze nodded.
"In two months, when my realm has been consolidated and completed, I will go out for a trip." Lin Xiao said, "During this period, if you have any questions about practice, please ask me at any time. After I leave, you can find your fourth senior brother. If you don’t understand the "Great Sun Golden Wheel Sword Manual", your fourth senior brother will understand. Master teaches you how to make swords, so you must follow them carefully."
Bai Ze nodded.
"As for your sixth senior sister and your fifth senior brother, I have to ask you to take care of them." Lin Xiao said with a smile, "She is used to being crazy. You should do things carefully and pay more attention. Your fifth senior brother is not a fuel-efficient person, but running away He still has the road skills, but you don’t need to worry too much.”
Bai Ze was deeply touched.
Sanjing took him to steal the egg of the fourth-level monster Amethyst Eagle.
There is no one left.
"Your third senior sister is busy." Lin Xiao added, "But I have already told her that she will come back often when she has time. She will have to take care of all the affairs of the mountain gate while I am away."
"What is Third Senior Sister busy with?" Bai Ze was curious.
"You will know later." Lin Xiao said, "Master doesn't care, your fourth senior brother is a sword fanatic. Your third senior sister is too busy, so I need you to be more considerate."
"Okay, no problem, Second Senior Brother," Bai Ze said.
"Haha, don't worry." Lin Xiao said. "It won't be long before I leave the mountain. I'll be back around the end of the year."
"Yeah." Bai Ze didn't ask him what he wanted to do when he left the mountain.
If Lin Xiao wanted to say it, he would naturally tell him.
If you don't tell him, it won't be of any use even if Bai Ze knows about it.
"Looking at the way you listened to the piano just now, do you understand something?" Lin Xiao asked him.
"I don't know how to play the piano." Bai Ze said calmly, "I know a thing or two about flute and Xiao."
"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you." Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Want to learn?"
"Learn." Bai Ze also smiled.
The years are quiet.
Many years later, Bai Ze was trapped in a tight siege in Zhongzhou, and when he was on the line between life and death, he trekked alone in the desert of the Western Regions. Every ghost will think of this time when he travels.
Sitting on Wangfeng Peak, there is an old man who is tireless in blacksmithing.
There is a big brother who is the head and tail of a dragon.
There is a man in a green shirt who is as gentle as jade. He looks free and easy, but he always hides an unknown secret in his heart.
There was a very evil Third Senior Sister who killed both men and women in the Immortal Sect.
There was a fourth senior brother who was a swordsman and carried a heavy sword on his back.
There is a fifth senior brother who makes trouble with Qinglin everywhere. He is a yellow dog. He has endless energy all day long. When he is ruthless, he dares to go to Mengdie Peak to flirt with girls. When he is timid, he puts his tail between his legs and acts like a licking dog.
There was an eccentric Sixth Senior Sister who was revered as a divine beast by the disciples of the Immortal Sect. She would protect him even to the point of killing people in public in the city.
Two months later, Lin Xiao left Zuowang Peak.
Only Bai Ze lives in the Purple Bamboo Forest.
The huge purple bamboo forest felt a little empty after Lin Xiao left.
Bai Ze released Lu Hao to be Qing Lin's companion.
Dahuang had always been difficult for Lu Hao to deal with, but he liked Qinglin, so he calmed down and went to the purple bamboo forest to dig a doghouse.
But if you are not careful, there will be a battle between deer and dogs in the purple bamboo forest.
Bai Ze was helpless, these two guys had fought too much, and he didn't bother to care anymore. He only used his eyes to signal Xiao Qinglin to go up and pull the two four-legged beasts away.
"Woof woof!!" Dahuang bared his teeth and said harsh words to Lu Hao, and then moved his head and tail around Qinglin, trying to flatter him as much as he wanted.
At the end of the year, heavy snow swept across the north.
The goose feathers and heavy snow are falling one after another, and the fairy gate in the sea of clouds is covered in silver.
Not only the human world, but also the immortal sect became lively because the New Year was approaching.
There are lights and colors everywhere, red silk is flying in the ice and snow, and the contrast between red and white gives people a strong visual impact.
"Bai Ze, Second Senior Brother said he would come back at the end of the new year, why haven't you come back yet?" Pei Guoguo sat on the steps of Zuowangfeng Hall, with the wind and snow falling on her hair, dancing naughtily.
"I don't know." Bai Ze sat next to Pei Guoguo, looking at the heavy snow in the sky with a confused look and deep eyebrows.
