"The heart of the sword that is condensed with energy and energy is of the lowest quality."
"The heart of the sword condensed with force and spirit is of the middle grade."
"The combination of kendo cultivation and kendo sincerity is the top grade..."
Qin Changsheng was misled from the beginning.
The Tianhai Sword Art can indeed condense the sword's heart, but it is only a middle-grade one.
Qin Changsheng felt that since it was time to gather the sword's heart, it was natural to choose the best option.
Then he should focus on cultivating his swordsmanship and his sincerity towards swordsmanship.
Regarding this aspect, Qin Changsheng knew what he should do.
He withstood the pressure of the sword god's sword.
He stood up with difficulty, drew out the Sword of Life, and performed the most basic sword skills over and over again.
Regardless of whether it is the lower realm or the divine realm, the basic swordsmanship is the kind of bad street skill.
It is precisely because the basic swordsmanship is so bad that you can feel the sincerity of kendo from it.
Qin Changsheng performed basic sword skills over and over again.
In every move, he pursues perfection.
He was not in a hurry, he would do it twice if it didn't work once, and four times if it didn't work two times.
Day after day, Qin Changsheng spent all his time swinging his sword.
He didn't know how many times he wielded the sword, but every time, his heart became purer.
The first kendo tide.
Qin Changsheng was not in a hurry to gather the sword's heart.
He was still sweating profusely as he swung his sword.
At this moment, there was nothing else in his eyes but the sword.
Some are just the arc drawn by the sword's edge, the air cut through by the sword's edge, and the location passed by the sword's tip.
Qin Changsheng was like a puppet on strings, waving the sword mechanically.
He forgot time and space, and there was only a sword three feet long and three fingers wide in front of him.
He entered the Tao through the sword.
Because the sword unites heaven and man.
Because of the sword, he forgot his surroundings, himself, and his consciousness.
He dances with the tide of kendo.
Stopped with the tide of kendo.
Unknowingly, Qin Changsheng had stayed in Jianzhong for two and a half months.
During this time, he has been practicing basic sword skills.
The pressure of the swordsmanship from the surrounding sword gods made his knowledge of the swordsmanship improve step by step.
Qin Changsheng forgot about time and only remembered that he kept swinging his sword!
Swing your sword!
Swing your sword!
Swing the sword again!
Qin Changsheng didn't know how many times he had wielded the eighteen sword styles.
The body is already very tired.
But he still waved.
Soon, the third wave of kendo appeared.
Qin Changsheng stopped what he was doing, panted heavily, and sat cross-legged, with the Sword of Life across his legs.
He is like a lonely boat in the tide of swordsmanship, rising and falling with the tide.
Qin Changsheng thought of the hardships he had gone through along the way.
He thought of his joy when he understood the first form of the Immortal Sword Technique and experienced a moment of brilliance.
The corners of Qin Changsheng's mouth raised slightly.
In his body, the pure Yang sword energy was like river water, rolling up huge waves.
Pure Yang sword energy rushed into Qin Changsheng's heart.
Transforming his sincere heart.
Qin Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, like an old monk in trance, no longer breathing.
And the furnace of energy and blood in his heart became brighter and brighter.
In the bright vortex, a small sword slowly condensed.
The little sword became clearer and clearer, and soon it took shape. The blade was sharp and the body was tough.
Two words were gradually carved on the small sword.
Really, really.
Then, the small sword quickly dispersed and completely integrated into Qin Changsheng's body.
Suddenly, Qin Changsheng opened his eyes, and a sword light flashed in his eyes.
There was some confusion in his eyes.
"Two sword hearts?"
Qin Changsheng was confused.
He didn't know what was going on.
But he did feel two kinds of sword hearts.
One kind is true, the true sword heart that peeps into oneself and adheres to the original intention is of the highest quality.
The other is the extreme.
It is a kind of sword heart at the pinnacle of swordsmanship. It has a very powerful increase in swordsmanship and allows him to understand swordsmanship much faster. It is a middle-grade swordsman.
Qin Changsheng never expected that he would actually condense two kinds of sword hearts.
this……
He looked at the sword in his hand with a puzzled look on his face.
"It doesn't say anything about this situation. What's the situation with the two sword hearts?"
"However... the true sword heart does not seem to increase the swordsmanship, but strengthens my state of mind. Now that I have the true sword heart, I can easily suppress it in the future even if the omen is not sealed."
"But Jidao Kenshin is different."
Qin Changsheng's eyes flashed with excitement.
He clearly felt that his understanding of Kaitian Yijian had reached 50%.
Strength surges!
Of course, it's more than that. With the Jidao Sword Heart, his sword skills can be more powerful.
It can be said that the enhancement of the true sword heart is due to his state of mind, not the kind of sudden increase, while the ultimate sword heart is the kind of real improvement in power.
The two cannot be judged as pros and cons.
In the long run, Shindo Kenshin will help him even more.
In the short term, Yakuza Kenshin is the most embodying.
All in all, Qin Changsheng was very satisfied with this trip to the Sword Tomb.
He felt that he had done the right thing by abandoning the semi-artifact and coming here.
Compared with semi-artifacts, Qin Changsheng needs the concentration of the sword heart more.
"It's time to leave."
Qin Changsheng was satisfied.
He looked back at the densely packed ancient swords.
Now in this position, the Sword God's sword technique has no effect on him. Only the deepest position, the strongest position, can allow Qin Changsheng to grow further.
But……
"The time has come, three months."
Qin Changsheng touched his chin, wondering whether he should go out and discuss with Shen Xiaodao to see if there was any way to let him stay here for a while longer.
He left the Sword Tomb.
Only to find that Wushuang was already waiting outside.
Seeing Qin Changsheng coming out, Wushuang hurriedly came over to greet him.
"How's it going? Was it successful?"
"A fluke gathered together."
Qin Changsheng smiled slightly.
"I knew you would definitely succeed!" Wushuang grinned and asked, "What grade? Low grade or middle grade?"
"...medium grade."
In fact, Qin Changsheng wanted to ask Wushuang why he looked down on him so much?
But when the words came to his lips, he changed his tune again.
Condensing two sword hearts, this matter is too shocking, and once it is said out, it will probably attract widespread attention.
Now, he is just an ant facing the strong men in the Shinto realm, and he cannot become famous so early.
Therefore, Qin Changsheng needs to be steady.
Wushuang looked at Qin Changsheng in amazement.
"Mid-grade sword heart, we in Shenxiao Dao haven't had someone who can condense the middle-grade sword heart for a long time. I didn't expect you to condense it as soon as you came. This talent is really amazing."
Wushuang shook his head and said: "It's a pity that I don't practice swordsmanship. If I practice swordsmanship, I will definitely condense a stronger high-grade sword heart, which will surpass you."
"Stop dreaming."
Qin Changsheng rolled his eyes and was about to say goodbye, but Wu Shuang grabbed him.
"Don't leave. Did you forget to promise me something?"
"What did I promise you?"
Qin Changsheng was puzzled.
Wushuang said: "You forgot, you agreed to compete with me after condensing the sword heart. How come you, the number one quasi-emperor of the seven divine realms, don't keep your word?"
