After all the instructions were given, the entire Luochen Sword Sect was in full swing. Various systems and measures were promulgated, and the news of the competition spread. The disciples of the Luochen Sword Sect started practicing one after another. The scene was quite gratifying.
It's just that Zhang Hu, Song Yingjie and others were so busy that they were so busy that there was smoke under their feet, and they didn't have any peace for a moment. On the other hand, Cheng Ling had much more free time. He was sorting out his collection on the main peak, planning to take out some personal treasures as a reward for the sect competition.
There are also many skill secrets, whether they are obtained from the Island Group, Black Demon Abyss, Wuji Sect, Jiuyou Immortal Mansion, Mountains and Rivers Virtual Realm, Nether World, etc., they have been sorted out, and they are all suitable for sect disciples to practice. Once excerpted, it will be placed in the library later.
After doing this, he took out a book from the storage ring. This was a sword manual that he wrote silently from his own memory.
It can be said that Cheng Ling would take out the Sword Code and study it whenever he had some free time, but the content inside was too profound and unpredictable. Every time he read it, he had new experiences.
Now when he looked at it again, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if he was touching something, and it seemed very blurry. This surprised him, and he quickly focused more and began to comprehend it wholeheartedly.
After reading it over and over again, and comprehending it over and over again, Cheng Ling gradually gained a clear understanding. He vaguely understood that his level of swordsmanship was directly related to his comprehension of the sword canon.
Now, his sword realm is at the early stage of the fourth level of Yi Sword, and it is already very difficult to improve. Not only the reserves of swordsmanship, but also the understanding of swordsmanship have reached a bottleneck. He needs to see more swordsmanship and understand higher-level swordsmanship.
After thinking about it, I unconsciously walked out of the secret room and came to the open space in front.
The wind blows the leaves and the clouds roll and relax, relaxing your body and mind and forgetting about all the cultivation.
I don't know when, where my interest and my heart are, I suddenly started to move. I stretched out my hand, and a flexible branch flew into my hand. I held it in my right hand. With a slight tremble of my wrist, there was a buzzing sound, and the branch suddenly became straight. , there was a hint of edge passing through.
The branches were like swords, dancing in Cheng Ling's hands.
Either stabbing, chopping or sweeping, the soft branches are like fine steel, each sword move is astonishingly powerful, breaking through the wind.
Cheng Ling did not use his sword intention, nor did he inject immortal energy or any other power, but purely used his sword skills.
The soft branches seemed to have no weight at all, and were extremely light. Suddenly, a sword was slashed out, thunder exploded, the wind roared, and the roaring power was astonishing.
Unknowingly, the scene of the battle with the white-clothed swordsman that day reappeared in Cheng Ling's mind.
With a "snap", the soft branches could no longer bear it and broke apart, and Cheng Ling also stopped. Scenes of memories flashed through, and Cheng Ling seemed to catch a flash of inspiration.
Calm and focused, neither arrogant nor impetuous, the mountain breeze blew, time passed, and before he knew it, Cheng Ling stood there for most of the day.
Two rays of light burst out from his eyes, sharp as swords, cutting through the sky, leaving an astonishing edge in the air, and a feeling of enlightenment surged into his heart and lingered.
"I understand, Tao is divided into two poles, yin and yang complement each other, from light to extremely heavy..." He muttered something with an indescribable excitement and excitement in his tone.
Once he had an epiphany, Cheng Ling closed his eyes and felt as if he had come to the space in the sword canon again. With a flick of his right hand, the Dragon Ling Sword came into his palm and he cut it out. It was as light as a willow fidgeting with its branches in the wind, but it contained something unique. The charm is something that was not available before.
In the sea of consciousness, the swordsman in white appeared again and struck with a sword, still so light and elegant.
"Snapped"
The dragon feather sword was as light as a sword swinging in the wind. The moment it collided with the sword of the swordsman in white, it exploded with unimaginable power, as if it was not a light sword, but an extremely heavy pillar.
This time, in the head-on collision of the two swords, Cheng Ling was not at a disadvantage. This was a good start.
Without any hesitation, the sword struck out again. Understanding that there are two poles in the Tao, Cheng Ling's swordsmanship skills improved again. Although he was only fighting fiercely with the white-clothed swordsman in his mind, he could intuitively be evenly matched.
No longer suppressed, Cheng Ling could recall the opponent's sword skills and think of countermeasures.
The sword moved in circles, surrounding the front, like circles with no beginning or end. The light sword movement contained an astonishingly heavy force. The sword of the swordsman in white was included in it, and it could not exert its power.
Suddenly, the sword flashed and was pulled out from the circle, as if the sword was unsheathed. The terrifying edge was peerless and unparalleled. The sword evolved to the extreme, like lightning.
With a slight thud, the swordsman in white had no time to dodge, and was pierced through the throat by Cheng Ling's astonishing sword. He died!
for a long time......
Cheng Ling slowly opened his eyes, sweating profusely all over his body, and couldn't help but kneel down on one knee. This kind of simulated battle scene in the sea of consciousness is too consumption-consuming. Unless he has condensed the first spiritual heart, his mental strength cannot bear it at all.
Even so, after some simulation, the mental power was consumed to the tune of 77%, leaving less than 30%. However, there was a smile of satisfaction on the corner of his mouth. Although this simulation was very costly, he believed that if he could enter the sword canon space again at this time, with the sword moves he had just comprehended, he would be able to defeat the swordsman in white. Kill.
He sat down cross-legged and slowly recovered the consumed mental energy. When night fell, he began to practice the Intention Refining Sutra again. While practicing, he also tempered his sword intention.
As of now, his Sword Mystery has reached the 80% peak, and is only a hair away from reaching the 90% level. The practice of Lianyi Zhenjing has also gradually improved. In the past few months, the second spiritual heart has taken shape.
Only then did he marvel at the wonder of the virtual realm of mountains and rivers. In the past, it often only took ten days and a half to condense a spiritual heart, but in the real world, the time spent was dozens or even a hundred times longer.
A few days later, Zhang Hu sent the results of the sect competition. It is set to be after one month. After all, the recruitment of disciples has just been completed, so we need to give them some time to get familiar with it.
The news was released immediately. The disciples of Luochen Sword Sect were startled at first, and then overjoyed. When there is competition, there will be pressure and even more motivation. The disciples who are already cultivating enthusiastically. They even worked hard to practice. Driven by this atmosphere, every disciple was full of motivation.
Zhang Chu is still collecting intelligence. After the Luochen Sword Sect is established, he must quickly understand the situation of the monks on the mainland, and there are also the Luochen Medicine shops in the fairy world. The names of those shops have not been changed, they are still Luochen Pharmaceutical, but the output of resources and finished products is gradually increasing. To meet the resources of a sect, relying on the past conservative approach, I am afraid that it will be beyond the means.
For this reason, Zhang Chu selected thousands of elites from among his former disciples without waiting for the sect competition to begin, and went to various shops to take precautions in advance.
For a month, not only the disciples of the Luochen Sword Sect worked hard to practice, but Cheng Ling was also not idle. His efforts were no worse than any other disciple. Three days before the competition, the second spiritual heart was successfully condensed. Come out, the secret of the sword has been advanced to 90%.
As for the comprehension and practice of the sword canon, he never gave up for a moment. Every morning, he returned to the four hours of basic sword practice time. On the main peak, a purple figure rose and fell, forming a beautiful scenery.
Zhang Hu, Song Yingjie, Fang Zhongshi, Dongfang Bai, and some core disciples would follow him and practice together if they happened to see him. Every time I practice, I feel that my realm has improved.
In view of this, Cheng Ling simply changed the location of sword practice to the lakeside under the main peak so that more disciples could see it. In this way, every morning, the Luochen Sword Sect's sword-training team grew larger and larger, numbering in the tens of thousands.
Those disciples, while practicing swordsmanship with Cheng Ling, were inspired and progressed rapidly.
The Tao is divided into two extremes, easy and extremely heavy. Cheng Ling's understanding of this point continued to deepen. The extremely light swordsmanship style of the swordsman in white was fully absorbed by Cheng Ling, but Cheng Ling and the swordsman in white were different, so , that swordsmanship is imprinted with Cheng Ling's personal color and has its own style.
The sword was drawn in front, and there was an astonishing mystery beneath the circle. The lightness and heaviness were intertwined, making the sword feel indescribably weird. The power exploded and advanced.
The sword that originally seemed light and heavy suddenly turned into an aurora.
Extremely fast and terrifying.
The sword light pierced through the void, penetrated time and space, and condensed the ultimate sword light. It was so light that it seemed to be effortless, but it also contained extremely heavy power. Between the intertwining of these forces, it became majestic and domineering, and the lightness and thickness were constantly changing. , becoming more and more harmonious.
Some dedicated disciples will also find that every time they practice sword practice, a force field will be formed around Cheng Ling. At first, the coverage area of this force field was very small, only one meter in radius. Later, the coverage area became larger and larger, until it reached two meters, three meters, four meters... and continued to increase.
This is the Sword Domain. Comprehension of the Sword Code allowed him to understand the Sword Domain more deeply. Although the Sword Domain at this level is still very immature, it is getting better and better day by day.
But Cheng Ling always had an unfinished feeling, as if something was missing, like his swordsmanship, or himself. But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out. In the end, he could only let it go. Maybe it was because his swordsmanship skills were still lacking. Without enough depth, knowledge and experience, his sword domain would be like the moon in a mirror, unable to exert its true power.
Time flies, and before you know it, the sect competition is about to begin.
This sect competition is the first sect competition since the founding of the Luochen Sword Sect. It has a certain meaning and must be held well. Dabi is divided into three levels: formal disciples, elite disciples, and core disciples.
In order to motivate the disciples, the three levels of the sect competition were arranged to compete together.
Song Yingjie served as the referee of the competition. The competition was carried out day and night, and every disciple seemed to have a fire burning in his heart. One group is eliminated and another group is promoted, and the cycle continues.
After lasting for half a month, the competition officially ended. The top ten at each level will receive generous rewards, especially the top three. Not only will they receive treasures personally donated by Cheng Ling, but they will also be able to enter the main peak for a month and get his Give personal guidance.
This made all the disciples very envious. With Cheng Ling's swordsmanship skills, how valuable was this month? They secretly vowed that although they did not get such an opportunity this time, they would practice harder in the future and strive to become one of the twelve disciples in the next class.
A month passed quickly, and each of the twelve disciples gained something. After returning to their respective peaks, they retreated again to digest.
But the next day, Zhang Hu came to the main peak with a piece of newly collected intelligence. Cheng Ling frowned after reading it. A new crisis was coming!
