Although Jianwan is in the form of a sword, its essence is Qi training, a method of absorbing the Qi of heaven and earth for one's own use.
Ancient Qi practitioners pursued Qi training to strengthen themselves in order to achieve the ethereal realm of immortality.
Although it has never been heard that any Qi practitioner has actually reached the realm of immortality, they continue the human belief in the pursuit of life.
Zhou Wenqi became a sword. Rather than practicing swordsmanship, it was better to say that he turned his own beliefs into swords.
"When I read the sword, I think about life and death. I just want my thoughts to be clear in this life. What does the past and next lives have to do with me?" Zhou Wen drew the sword pill over and over again, trying to make it look like a sword.
At this time, what Zhou Wen depicts is no longer the shape of the sword, but his own beliefs. The sword is like the person, and the sword is like the heart. The stronger the heart, the stronger the edge of the sword.
"It is better to take what is straight than to seek what is curved." The sword depicted by Zhou Wen is neutral and peaceful, with a straight blade. It is the most traditional Eastern sword style. The sword is like the person, and this sword is a reflection of Zhou Wen himself.
However, the sword engraved on the Wheel of Fortune was not able to help Kenmaru advance to the fear level.
"What's missing? What's missing?" Zhou Wen reflected on himself. After hundreds of years of enlightenment, he spent relatively little time on practicing Qi techniques and sword pills.
It's not because Zhou Wen doesn't like using swords, but because Qi training is too monotonous. One word practiced and one word learned has already summarized the essence of this vitality art.
But when his body was trapped, Zhou Wen could only think about it but couldn't practice. If he lost the practice aspect, he would be missing the most basic link and it would be difficult to go further. Therefore, Zhou Wen did not spend too much time on practicing Qi. above the technique.
Zhou Wen struck down sword after sword, drawing sword pills over and over again. Each time the sword pills he drew were slightly different, but none of them could be firmly fixed on the wheel of fate. Obviously, he had not truly found himself yet. Kenshin.
"What exactly is my sword heart? Killing? Guarding? Acting recklessly? It seems like none of them." Zhou Wen found that he didn't seem to be able to understand his own heart.
Failed again and again, Zhou Wen has not failed like this for a long time. The previous several vitality techniques were successfully transformed into fear, which made him feel a little elated. He felt that it would only be a matter of time before the remaining vitality techniques were transformed into fear.
"It still doesn't work?" Once again, the sword pill depicted on the Wheel of Fortune disappeared, making Zhou Wen slightly disappointed.
Sometimes the hardest thing to understand is not your opponent, but yourself, because people can see others, but they cannot see themselves.
Before the appearance of mirrors, no one knew what they looked like. It could be said that they themselves were the most familiar strangers.
"Using a mirror as a mirror, you can see your appearance; using a person as a mirror, you can see your own heart. I haven't met the person who can let me see myself. I'm afraid it will be difficult to condense the true sword heart..." Zhou Wen's heart was full of emotions. Turn a thousand times.
He knew his shortcomings, but he had no intention of giving up and wanted to find another way.
"Since I haven't been able to understand my own heart, can I use other methods to replace it?" Zhou Wen thought of the Immortal Killing Sword.
When he killed Emperor Tian with one sword, he had personally experienced the terrifying sword intent of the Immortal Killing Sword. No one understood the artistic conception and belief in that sword better than him.
Zhou Wen continued to draw on the Wheel of Fortune while recalling the Immortal Killing Sword.
Lu Bushun and others saw that Zhou Wen had cut countless swords on the Sansheng Stone, but none of them could leave any traces on the Sansheng Stone. Instead, the sword condensed in his hand was broken again and again, and they all felt that there was no trace of it. Hope.
"Warlord, can we find a way to cross the Wangchuan River directly without passing the Naihe Bridge?" Lu Bushun said, looking at the Wangchuan River.
An Sheng shook his head and said: "According to legend, the Wangchuan River is the boundary between the Yin and Yang worlds. From the Yang world to the Yin world, it is no longer a matter of distance. If you can cross it without taking the Naihe Bridge, there won't be so many resentful spirits trapped in it. Forgotten in the river."
"But there is no way to go on like this. Master Wen's swordsmanship is so strong that he can't leave traces on the Sansheng Stone. I'm afraid this road will be dead." Lu Bushun sighed.
"Warlord, how about I go over and take a look first?" An Sheng suggested, wanting to cross the Naihe Bridge by himself to find the whereabouts of Ouyang Lan and others.
"Wait a moment." An Tianzuo said, looking in the direction of Naihe Bridge.
Lu Dashun and others were a little strange. They didn't know what An Tianzuo was waiting for. But what An Tianzuo said was the military order. They didn't dare to ask more questions and could only continue to wait.
On the other side, the sword transformed from Jianwan in Zhou Wen's hand looked more and more like the Immortal Killing Sword.
The more the sword pill resembles the Immortal Killing Sword, the more illusory it looks to outsiders, looming as if it is about to disappear.
when!
A strange sword sound alerted Lu Bushun and the others who were talking. Everyone turned around and saw Zhou Wen standing in front of the Sansheng Stone with his bare hands. There was a foot-long sword mark on the indestructible Sansheng Stone.
Next, they only saw Zhou Wen's palm waving in the air, as if holding an invisible invisible sword.
As Zhou Wen waved his palm, rubble splashed on the Sansheng Stone, and sword marks appeared one after another, and soon the word "Zhou Wen" was carved out.
The strokes of those two characters are like the edge of a sword, and every stroke is filled with frightening sword intent. Just looking at those two characters made Lu Bushun and the others shiver down their spines, and they subconsciously stepped back half way. step.
"What a terrifying sword intent!" After waking up, everyone realized that it was just the sword intent contained in the words.
The word "Zhou Wen" was forcibly carved on the Sansheng Stone and did not disappear like the names of Ansheng and Ya'er. It is not known whether the names carved in this way are valid.
"Ah Sheng, I'll cross the bridge with you and take a look." Zhou Wen withdrew the frightened Jianwan and quietly took a look at the information on his phone.
Terrorized: Incomplete Kenmaru (S level).
Although there are some problems with the name, it is to be expected. After all, this is a fear-transforming sword pill that he imitated from the Immortal Killing Sword, not his own sword heart.
If he didn't really have time to wait, Zhou Wen would not choose to take this path. It would be safer to use his sword heart to advance to fear.
"Warlord, how about Master Wen and I go over first and take a look?" An Sheng asked An Tianzuo for instructions again.
"Does the name carved like this count?" An Tianzuo didn't answer An Sheng's words and looked at the white-haired mother-in-law and asked.
"Just leave your name." The white-haired mother-in-law said calmly.
After hearing this, An Tianzuo turned around and walked towards the Sansheng Stone. As he walked towards the Sansheng Stone, a strange figure appeared behind him.
It was a white humanoid armor-like creature. He was suspended behind An Tianzuo. He had a device similar to a rocket thruster behind his back. He held a sword in one hand and a Gatling-like weapon in the other. Look. It looks like a modern individual robot.
