At this point in his research, Mo Chengjun felt that the first step had been completed. At least he had a complete concept of the sword's intention.
But how close is the magical power of swordsmanship?
Well, there's still a long way to go.
However, Mo Chengjun really couldn't move forward with his research.
When it comes to the magnitude of the subject, sword intent is nothing, at least not as much as the forty problems that have been pending for thousands of years and were solved by him.
In terms of research difficulty, it is not as difficult as the "Yi Jin Jing" produced by improving "Qixuan Sword Qi".
But in terms of the amount of effort it took, this is a unique secret record.
You know, a monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm has his body adjusted to an almost perfect state.
As long as the injury is not too serious, you can live to a hundred and fifty years.
But just like that, he suddenly looked like a beggar.
I still remember that when Baling'er saw him, the first thing he said was: "How many days and nights do you have to stay up for this!"
Therefore, Mo Chengjun decisively chose to rest. Even if the sky fell, he had to have a good sleep first.
Without washing or eating, he swallowed two Bigu Pills and threw himself on the bed.
And how many days did you sleep this way?
Mo Chengjun didn't know it himself. He only knew that when the sun fell on his face through the skylight, he felt the glare.
After his chaotic brain began to gain consciousness, he slowly opened his eyes.
Even after a full sleep, Mo Chengjun looked a little wilted at this time, but he did not stay in bed, but got up and took a nice bath.
It was rare for him to cook by himself, so he made some food. After devouring it, he finally patted his belly, brewed a pot of Yuqian Longjing that Xue Pan gave him, and lay down under the tea tree in the courtyard.
The afternoon sun shines through the branches, and mottled shade falls on his face, and he smells the aroma of tea.
He tried hard to clear his mind, not wanting to think too much about anything, not wanting to do anything more, just so lazy that he didn't want to move.
Not sure if the afternoon sunshine was so intoxicating, Mo Chengjun fell asleep again in a daze.
Only this time, he didn't sleep deeply. He vaguely heard the door being opened and someone walked in.
The man moved a chair and sat next to Mo Chengjun, and drank tea by himself.
Mo Chengjun ignored it and just slept on his own.
It wasn't until a long time later that he finally woke up and stretched out lazily.
Hearing the crackling sound of bones rubbing together, he finally opened his eyes and glanced at the person next to him. He turned over as if he hadn't seen him.
Then he took the tea cup on the table with his backhand and rubbed it in his hands. There was no fluctuation in mana, but there was an astonishing flow of heat.
He saw the steam rising, and he took a careful sip.
Although old tea is new and popular, Mo Chengjun still smells the strong aroma and sweetness of tea.
On the side, Baling'er finally couldn't help it anymore and grinned: "Junior Brother Mo, I'm not telling you, are you so vigilant?
I've been here for so long, and I've been sitting there for so long, and you haven't even noticed.
If you go outside the mountains, I'm really afraid that you won't know how you died! "
Mo Chengjun rolled his eyes: "Last time, I don't know who almost lost his life, but I was the one who saved it.
Moreover, this is the Galaxy Sword Sect. If I can encounter danger here, is there any safe place under the sun? "
"That being said, but..."
Baling'er hesitated to speak, but in the middle of his words, he paused and said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, you don't go out much anyway, it's not a big deal."
Having said this, he hesitated for a moment, but then spoke: "Junior Brother Mo, I think, how about we put this, um, subject on the magical power of swordsmanship aside?"
Mo Chengjun turned his head and asked strangely: "Why?"
Baling'er: "Brother, I've been watching you struggle for more than two years. It's been more than two years. Although you have advanced to the middle stage of foundation building, it is still the blessing of the "Yi Jin Jing".
If you think about it carefully, how long has it been since you practiced cultivation seriously?
How long has it been since you went out for a walk?
How long has it been since there was no teaching on the Fa?
How long has it been since you had a good conversation with other people?
I know that the magical power of swordsmanship is valuable, but you can't beat yourself up, can you? "
"No, where did I fail?"
Baling'er actually took out a mirror, shook it and said, "Look in the mirror and see for yourself, you don't feel like you are some kind of animal.
Yes, it's that kind of black-eyed spiritual beast called the 'iron-eating beast'! "
Mo Chengjun took a look, and the smoky dark circles under his eyes, well, they looked a bit like it.
Seeing that he was silent, Baling'er persuaded him earnestly: "Brother, we have to admit that hard work may not necessarily yield results, and life cannot be smooth sailing.
Kendo may indeed not be the direction you are good at, so when we should give up, we still have to give up.
You still have a lot of time and topics waiting for you to study, and you don’t have to keep digging into this topic! "
Are you here to persuade me?
It was only then that Mo Chengjun finally came to his senses. He immediately waved his hand, interrupted, and said, "No, Senior Brother Ba, are you here to persuade me to give up?"
"yes!"
"But why?"
"Brother, I know you are ambitious, but you have not produced results for more than two years. This talent, ahem, I don't need to say more, we still have to leave time for other things...
Uh, what is this? "
Mo Chengjun didn't want to speak anymore. He directly backhand smashed a thick 'brick'.
Baling'er was also alert. He stretched out his hand and caught the 'brick'. Only when he picked it up did he realize that it was actually a thick book that had been ordered.
He glanced at it and found a few large characters written on the page - "Mo's Three Laws of Sword Intent".
To be honest, he knew what the sword intention meant, but he didn't understand what the three laws represented.
But he and Mo Chengjun had known each other for many years and knew that the other party always had some strange habits, so he wasn't surprised.
Just looking at those few words, his heart trembled, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Chengjun, with excitement in his voice: "You, you, you succeeded?"
Mo Chengjun shook his head firmly and said with a smile: "I haven't done all my work, but I think I have gained something."
At this time, Baling'er didn't care anymore. He didn't even listen to Mo Chengjun's answer.
Instead, he quickly lowered his head, opened the book in his hand, and started reading quickly.
Then, he saw the soul triple question at the beginning - What is the meaning of the sword?
How does sword intent come about?
Why can the sword intention drive the spiritual machine of heaven and earth to overclock and burst out energy?
From this, the three laws of sword intention are derived.
Sword Theory 1: Sword Intention, that is, pure will, that is, belief.
Sword Theory 2: Sword Intent consists of four elements: sword technique, character, experience and knowledge...
Sword Theory Three:...
The three sword theories are actually quite simple, and each one is short and concise, but each sword theory is worthy of careful consideration.
To be honest, Balinger felt inexplicably shocked at first glance.
He has been practicing swordsmanship for decades, and he dares to call himself a master of swordsmanship, but he seems to have never thought about these issues, or he doesn't feel that he should think about them.
But now, it seems that my mind has been opened up all of a sudden.
Then, he saw a more detailed explanation of the Three Swords Theory.
There are dialectics and understanding from various angles, as well as various experimental inventories, analysis, data statistics, image explanations, etc.
If the front was shocking, then the back was brain-burning. All kinds of logical dialectics and experimental data made him dizzy.
Obviously he knew every word, but it was difficult for him to understand the meaning of these words when they were put together.
The more he read, the more confused he became, and the more he scratched his head. The speed at which he turned the pages of the book also went from fast to slow, and from slow to fast.
Until later, he even glanced at it, and after confirming that it was all statistics that made him dizzy, he just skipped it.
Honestly, this is normal!
When a normal person reads such a 'professional work' for the first time, he or she will doubt life and wonder whether he and the author are in the same world.
After a long, long time, Baling'er finally finished reading it in a hurry.
When he closed the entire secret book, shock and confusion were constantly intertwined and flipped in his eyes, almost overflowing.
Mo Chengjun was very proud, and he also had the capital to be proud.
Because he has an inexplicable self-confidence. Perhaps in the future, this "Mo's Three Laws of Sword Intent" will be the ultimate secret book in sword cultivation.
Although it does not involve specific methods, it is equivalent to the status of the "Three Laws of Mechanics" in physics.
By then, just the three words 'Mo Chengjun' will probably be able to directly become a god.
Thinking of this, Mo Chengjun couldn't help but laugh, the corners of his mouth formed a huge arc, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously.
However, an inappropriate voice sounded in his ears.
"What the hell is this?"
Mo Chengjun's smile froze, he turned his head, stared at Baling'er and said, "Can't you understand? Can't you read?
Are these the Three Laws of Sword Intent, the foundation of sword cultivation, and the source of swordsmanship? "
Baling'er grinned and asked, "But the problem is the method of cultivation? How can I practice without a method?"
Or to be more specific, how should I understand the meaning of the sword?
What kind of sword intent do you understand?
How to improve and improve?
If you reach the ultimate level of sword intent, how can you understand your magical power?
There are also secret records of exercises. Shouldn't they all be like the "Yi Jin Jing"? "
A series of questions hit Mo Chengjun's heart directly, leaving him speechless and choked.
Your uncle's stuff is purely theoretical, where does the specific method come from?
But this is a law!
It is the fundamental law of sword cultivation!
This is the difference between theoretical physics and applied science, okay?
Mo Chengjun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to explain them.
Well, cultivation in this world is more about the accumulation of experience and exploration.
They will not pursue the root cause of everything, but the experience accumulated over a long period of time allows them to know what kind of results and effects will occur after doing so.
In Mo Chengjun's view, the inherent skills are the most basic addition and subtraction arithmetic tables. They will not change them at will, they can just copy them during practice.
The Three Laws of Sword Intention he came up with is more like a mathematical formula. Although it does not involve specific methods, if many variables are brought into it, the correct result will be calculated.
This is the correct direction for scientific cultivation of immortality.
but,
but,
How to explain to Balinger?
How should we explain it to people in this world?
This time, Mo Chengjun understood that "one step ahead is the pain of a madman".
At this moment, Baling'er was still chattering: "Junior brother Mo, didn't it mean that my brother said you, you have been struggling for two whole years?
How many spiritual stones and contribution points have been spent, how much manpower has been mobilized, and almost the entire Galaxy Sword Sect is surrounding you, but you have just accomplished this?
The Three Laws of Sword Intent, what the hell is this? "
