"That's it, that's it..."
The sound was distant and gradually faded away.
The divine sword is no longer blocking Yang Ning's path, it is shining with brilliance, and its secrets are flowing, and it is shooting towards Yang Ning.
"Brother Ning..." Huan Ling suddenly said nervously.
"It doesn't matter!" Yang Ning's secret meaning fell on Yang Ning. The secret meaning entered Yang Ning's body and actually followed the flow of Yang Ning's Ling Tian Jue and started to swim among the meridians.
Soon, the divine sword became dull, and a warm feeling came from Yang Ning's body. The backlash of the Red Dust Lock has begun to gradually shrink, and there is a trend of being suppressed.
"But, it's not enough!" Yang Ning was quite sorry, but he had already started. As long as he persisted, Yang Ning believed that he could do it.
The two of them continued to go deeper, and there were thousands of swords standing there. Yang Ning didn't know what a head was, but it was obvious that this was the resting place of many strong men. The deeper it went, the more terrifying the swordsmanship was during his lifetime, so he had the chance to break the mortal lock in his body. Just bigger.
In Yang Ning's hand, there was an extra sword head subconsciously. He held the sword head in his hand. Although Yang Ning asked him to recognize the master, he had never studied it. Maybe he would take this opportunity to study it and maybe he could improve his swordsmanship.
Soon, a divine sword blocked Yang Ning's way.
The Divine Sword seemed to have seen the sword's head, and actually condensed an illusory figure in the air, saluting the sword's head.
"Greetings to Jian Shou!" The voice was very old, but Jian Shou's message to the Sword Sect was of great significance.
Yang Ning also returned the salute respectfully, and there was a soft chant on the sword head, which seemed to be responding to the master of the divine sword.
"Please let the sword head break through..." Around the divine sword, the figures gradually disappeared, leaving only a divine sword blocking the way.
The secret of the sword appeared, and Yang Ning's mental power was immersed in it. Then he saw the secret of the sword when the master was alive, like a vast sea, like a mountain, with a sense of heaviness, and a bit like a sword that can break all laws.
This reminded Yang Ning of Sword Master Gaishu, but it was obvious that he had not reached the level of Sword Master Gaishu during his lifetime.
"Please give me some advice from the swordsman." The master's obsession during his lifetime has reached the extreme in his swordsmanship, and his obsession is to make further progress.
Yang Ning shook his head bitterly. Lin Jian was the inheritance of Sword Master Gaishu. If Lin Jian was here, he would definitely be able to solve the mystery of the master of the divine sword, but now, can he do it?
Yang Ning understands that he must do it, otherwise he will stop here.
Yang Ning felt the secret of his sword over and over again. Every time he made a new discovery, every time he felt that he wanted to guide him forward, but he couldn't.
"What's going on?" Yang Ning murmured, repeating the secret of the sword just now in his mind.
Yang Ning entered the sword head with a burst of mental power, and saw nothing extra. There was only a sword monument, spanning the space.
"'One' Sword Monument?" Yang Ning was quite surprised.
"No." Yang Ning soon saw the sword marks left on the sword monument.
There is a sword mark on the top of the sword monument, but below it, there are many sword marks, which are different from the "一" sword marks on it.
"Look, the sword marks below should be the traces of swordsmanship left by the sword heads of past generations." Yang Ning guessed that because this is a sword head token, it is almost impossible for others to leave sword marks on it. possible.
Compared to the complicated sword marks below, the sword mark at the top is relatively simple.
Yang Ning sat cross-legged under the sword monument and began to meditate.
"Brother Ning..." Huan Ling saw that Yang Ning didn't respond for a long time, and called out softly. At the same time, the ethereal power in his body drove Yang Ning's body, and Ling Tianjue kept running.
Yang Ning still didn't respond, and her mental power continued to comprehend the swordsmanship of the master of the divine sword during his lifetime.
The day passed quickly, and Yang Ning finally opened his eyes.
Compared to the confusion a day ago, Yang Ning's face looked a little more calm at this moment.
"One sword breaks all laws..."
"Strong swordsmanship."
Yang Ning praised that if this kind of swordsmanship allows its master to break through the realm during his lifetime, he believes that his swordsmanship can go further, and Taoist Sword Sect will also climb to higher heights.
"It is very strong. I have always believed in my swordsmanship." The voice of its master came from the divine sword.
Yang Ning nodded, sincerely admitting that just like Ge Shu, he was powerful and absolutely extraordinary during his lifetime.
"Senior's swordsmanship has reached its extreme in the realm of mysteries. Naturally, I cannot comment on it, but I seem to have overlooked one thing."
"What's the matter?" he asked impatiently.
"Swords are famous for their agility. Senior's ability to break through all kinds of magic with one sword is indeed terrifying, but agility represents change. One sword can perform all kinds of magic. This is indeed very powerful, but..."
"But what?" In the divine sword, the voice seemed to have touched something, but it seemed that it had not caught it.
"One sword breaks all laws, but all laws become one!"
"Get rid of the simple and keep the complex, get rid of the complex and keep the simple. One sword can change into thousands of ways, and it can be performed to the extreme, but it is the same as all the swords." Yang Ning said, and the flow of Lingtian Art around him was even more powerful than that driven by Huan Ling. The speed, faintly, began to flow spontaneously.
It is not only Yang Ning who is performing the sword, but also Yang Ning who is looking for a way to break the shackles of the world of mortals.
This is a kind of feedback from kendo.
In Yang Ning's body, the three sword embryos also began to move. The Taiyi sword embryo circulated through the meridians and the sea of consciousness to hold the sword. The blood-red sword embryo was mainly composed of Zifu and meridians, while the black-yellow sword embryo was in the sword bone. It exudes light, warming the sword bones bit by bit, and keeps emitting sword chants.
After Yang Ning finished speaking, the divine sword in front of the two people began to buzz, and began to perform the sword technique that Yang Ning just said.
Buzzing…
Suddenly, the divine sword shook violently, and the power of the domain appeared on the divine sword.
"Domain...domain..."
"I just wish I couldn't be the same generation as the sword leader..." There was a bit of regret in the voice of the master of the divine sword, and he continued: "But this obsession has found a way to break through, and it is not in vain for the glory of my swordsmanship."
"Thank you Swordhead!" The voice gradually faded away. On top of the divine sword, the power belonging to the sword domain only fleeted away. A breakthrough was found in the obsession, and the obsession could not last forever, and then fell silent.
Yang Ning said nothing, quietly feeling the changes in her body.
Although Yang Ning's swordsmanship has not improved, this is also a kind of swordsmanship perception. It is Yang Ning's perception of the "one" sword mark in the sword head and on the sword monument.
"Ling'er, let's stay here for a while." Yang Ning said, sitting cross-legged and not rushing forward.
The sword mark of "one" is like an eternity, with unparalleled momentum, looking out at the world, as if everything is contained in this word "one".
Among the sword moves, the eight techniques of swordsmanship are the main ones, namely, teasing, splitting, stabbing, hanging, clouding, point, collapse and interception, but each move is mainly based on one.
One is the foundation and the starting point of all Tao.
Whether it is one sword breaking through ten thousand methods, or ten thousand swords uniting into one, it is all a kind of "one" cultivation.
"One!" Yang Ning stared at the sword mark "one" on the sword monument and did not move for a long time.
And this sitting is just one day.
Yang Ning finally stood up. Inside his body, Ling Tian Jue was completely able to circulate on its own. The power belonging to the Red Dust Lock gradually began to be impacted by the two sword embryos. Yang Ning believed that it wouldn't take long for this worldly lock to be completely shattered inside her body.
"Ling'er, thank you for your hard work." Yang Ning kissed Huan Ling's forehead lovingly.
"Brother Ning, it's not hard for Ling'er." Huan Ling buried her head in Yang Ning's chest and was very quiet.
"Let's go." Yang Ning and Huan Ling moved forward again.
The place of Sword Tomb is the foundation of Taoist Sword Sect. Just experiencing the sword aura of three strong men has already changed the situation in Yang Ning's body a lot. Yang Ning believes that as long as he continues to go deeper, the hidden dangers of the Red Dust Lock will be revealed. , it can be completely eliminated.
And under Jian Ya outside the sword tomb, the old master of Dao Dao Sword Sect led a group of strong men from Dao Dao Jian Sect to Jian Ya. On the opposite side, there were Lao Dao and Yao Xinhen.
"Your Majesty the Envoy..." Ji Chanshou was very respectful.
The old Taoist still looked unreliable. He waved his hand casually and said: "The Taoist Sword Sect is very good. At least it has not lost its bloodiness..."
Ji Chanshou smiled bitterly.
"Okay, let's all disperse." A talisman appeared in Lao Dao's hand, and then the palm of his other hand began to light up with flames.
"Master, I want to stay." Yao Xinhen said suddenly and looked at Lin Jian.
"What? Am I not treating you well?" Lao Dao looked at Yao Xinhen.
"Okay, how can master be bad to me? He must be good..." Yao Xinhen did not dare to go against the old path, but he still subconsciously protected his forehead.
"Okay, just stay." The old Taoist did not refuse this time, which surprised Yao Xinhen. After all, this old Taoist never forgot Yao Xinhen no matter where he went.
"Thank you, Master." Yao Xinhen was doing his duty just now, but the next moment he jumped up with joy.
"Yeah..." With a gorgeous turn, Yao Xinhen directly connected with Lin Jian.
"You brat, why don't you stay..." Before the old man could finish his words, he immediately saw what it was like to be even thicker-skinned than him.
"Master, you...you can't change your mind..." Yao Xinhen was about to cry when he heard this. He turned around magnificently and disappeared in an instant, kneeling directly at the feet of the old Taoist.
The old Taoist was helpless. After all, in front of so many people, he couldn't move Yao Xinhen's head. He raised his hand and finally stopped.
"Okay, okay, get up, in front of so many people, you don't want to be shameless, I still want to save face..." The old Taoist looked at the people in Taoist Sword Sect and said, "I made everyone laugh..."
"Master, please let me stay. I want to practice with Brother Yang Ning." Yao Xinhen said it very sincerely.
The old Taoist nodded and said: "This is true. Remember that cultivation cannot be abolished. Since you want to stay, then stay." The old Taoist did not continue to refuse this time.
"Thank you, Master." Thanks a thousand times, Yao Xinhen's face became much calmer this time, mainly because he didn't dare anymore.
"Thank you very much for the warm hospitality of Dao Dao Sword Sect. We have a long way to go. We are destined to see each other again." The talisman burned, and the old Taoist voice gradually became blurred.
Looking at the sight that had disappeared, Yao Xinhen finally revealed his true colors and said: "I'm finally getting rid of this old man. I can't bear to look back on the past..."
"Yeah, it's hard to look back on the past..." Lin Jian also felt it and subconsciously touched the sword mark on his forehead.
With the disappearance of the old Taoist, everyone in the Taoist Sword Sect also breathed a sigh of relief. Although the old Taoist had a noble status, Ji Chanshou and others have suffered greatly in the past few days, mainly because the resources of the Taoist Sword Sect can no longer be stretched.
"Nephew Yao Xian, you are asking for help from the Sword Sect. You can come and go freely. If you are missing anything, please let me know. It is my duty to ask the Sword Sect." Zhao Huai stepped forward to show his kindness, although Yao Xinhen looked a little Not reliable, but the identity is there.
"It's easy to talk about." Yao Xinhen had already put his arms around Lin Jian and disappeared under the sword.
Everyone turned around and saw Tang Tianchao's figure, hanging in the air. The life on Tang Tianchao's body was gradually passing away.
"Hey..." Ji Chanshou sighed helplessly.
"Seal the news and ask Dao Sword Sect disciples not to go out unless necessary." Ji Chanshou ordered.
"Yes." Sixteen peak masters responded.
