Yun Miao became more and more confused.
Why has it become a sword realm again?
"Master, what is the Sword Domain?"
Seeing that she was ignorant, Ling Yanshu said: "A monk who truly practices swordsmanship has a total of six realms: sword power, sword energy, sword intention, sword domain, sword soul, and sword heart. These six realms have nothing to do with their cultivation. It is the swordsman's understanding of the way of the sword.
Because I taught you the true meaning of sword energy, you directly stepped over the sword energy and entered the realm of sword energy. Now you have realized your own sword intention. Really powerful sword cultivators have their own sword intention. The next step is to understand the sword realm. "
It sounds awesome.
Yun Miao looked at the green light sword in his hand.
"But the sword energy just now didn't feel very powerful."
It was not as powerful as the sword Ling Yanshu taught her. It was so soft that it couldn't hurt a tree.
"I'm just beginning to understand, so why be impatient."
Yun Miao nodded when he heard the words, but also felt that he was too impatient.
"Show it again." Ling Yanshu said again.
Yun Miao obediently used it again, but the willow tree still only moved, without any harm at all.
"How did you feel when you understood the meaning of the sword!"
Yun Miao described her feelings: "I practiced swordplay all night and stopped to rest when I was tired. I happened to see the rising sun. I thought of the rising sun, warm and full of hope, and swung the sword unconsciously."
After hearing this, Ling Yanshu walked to the willow tree and stretched out his hand to feel it.
Then he said: "That's it."
"Master, what's going on?"
She didn't even understand what her sword energy meant, but Ling Yanshu knew.
Ling Yanshu said: "Your sword is not a killing sword, but a healing sword. This willow tree has received your two swords and its vitality has become more and more vigorous."
Yun Miao:......
She is depressed.
She had the sword intention to kill, but she also had the sword intention to save people.
This metamorphosis tribe is really harmful to people!
"If you can't kill people, but save people, it's useless."
Yun Miao decided that she would never use this sword intention again.
Ling Yanshu said: "Any sword intention is useful. A person's vitality is limited. If it exceeds too much, the body cannot bear it and will die."
"You will die if you have too much vitality?" Yun Miao never thought of this possibility.
"Yes, everything has laws. Less will not work, and more will not work. Your sword intention has just sprouted. If you go further and realize a deeper sword intention, you may not be able to kill people."
Yun Miao raised the sword in his hand and looked at how to deepen his sword intention, but at this moment he had no clue.
"The Metamorphosis Clan has good qualifications, and you don't have to focus solely on practicing swordsmanship. If you encounter other paths in the future, try many ways to find the path that suits you, which will help you move forward."
"Is there any other way?"
"Of course, you can practice swordsmanship, magic, alchemy, and talismans, but you have to find the priority. When you reach a certain level of cultivation, if you want to become an immortal or a god, you still need to find your own moral principles.
However, this matter is too long ago for you, so it is important to build the foundation now. "
Yun Miao nodded and looked at the mountain to run to death.
It's important for her to walk the right path first, and the next step is to build the foundation.
At this time, the promotion spiritual energy coming from the three sects has gradually stabilized, and it seems that it has been successful.
A messenger talisman was sent, and Wang Ning's voice came out.
"Yunmiao, Senior Brother Zong has become a spiritual master."
It turns out that Zong Yue was promoted in the next courtyard.
Zong Yue was already a high-level Heavenly Spirit Master before he entered the secret cave. After experiencing several crises, he was stimulated by the Qiankun Dan Sect yesterday. It is reasonable that he would be promoted after taking the elixir.
Soon, the other two foundation-building people also knew who they were.
Wang Heng of Qiushui Sect, Feng Yuanlie of Sword Control Sect.
It's really surprising, but not surprising.
In the next few days, there were several promotions, and several people built foundations one after another. Chen Tong, who was selected into Yaowang Valley together with Yun Miao, was promoted.
Wang Ning, on the other hand, had just reached the intermediate level of Tianling Master and was still a little short of it.
If you have not reached the level of cultivation, even if you take the elixir, it will be useless.
Influenced by these people who were promoted one after another, Yun Miao couldn't help but feel a little impetuous and eager, and she practiced swordplay tirelessly every day.
But the more anxious you are, the less likely you are to find opportunities for promotion.
"I won't practice any more. I'll go out of the city to kill monsters."
Yun Miao finally walked out of the courtyard, preparing to go to the city gate to challenge the monsters. When he left the Medicine King Valley, he happened to come face to face with Song Zhicheng and other disciples who had descended from the upper realm.
Song Zhicheng and others also saw Yun Miao. First they froze, then snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
Yun Miao did not ask for trouble and stepped forward. Just as he was about to go out, he heard a crowd behind Song Zhicheng asking: "Senior Brother Song, why haven't any monsters come to Sifang City again in the past two days?"
Another person said: "You must be afraid of being killed by Senior Brother Song. Isn't it that difficult to kill monsters?"
The latter words were raised in a loud voice, as if they were said to Yun Miao on purpose.
Yun Miao stopped.
There are no more monsters at the city gate!
"It's really not difficult. We just had no experience before. After practicing for a few days, it's easy to master."
Song Zhicheng also responded loudly.
But in fact, it's not as easy as it sounds.
After being wiped out by Yunmiao's strike group that day, Song Zhicheng and others became more and more reluctant to think about it. They were determined to avenge their shame and prove their strength.
So the group of people went to fight the monster outside the city gate.
Unexpectedly, a dozen of them, a dozen foundation-building disciples, came up together with a spirit-level monster. They were almost eaten by the monster in their haste.
If the real person who led the team hadn't taken action in time, he might have really died.
People from the Yin Yang Hehuan Sect saw him and laughed at him.
The real person who led the team also realized their shortcomings and asked them to fight monsters for the past few days.
After practicing for a few days, they can now kill a monster with spiritual mastery by cooperating with each other.
It's not that they don't have strength, it's that they don't have experience.
As soon as the monster beast rushed over, everyone panicked, their minds went blank, and they even forgot to attack, which was like standing and being eaten by the monster beast.
It's just that they thought they had made some progress, but they didn't expect that the monster would stop coming.
Now he bumped into Yun Miao, so he shouted loudly in order not to lose face.
"You guys wait."
Yun Miao suddenly made a sound.
Song Zhicheng and others turned around and looked at Yun Miao with vigilance: "What do you want to do? We are also foundation-building monks after all. We were attacked by you last time, but now we are not afraid of you."
He said he was not afraid, but his face was full of defensiveness.
Yun Miao was too lazy to care about the attitudes of these people and only asked what he cared about: "You said there are no monsters outside the city gate."
"That's right, no more."
It shouldn’t be!
Yun Miao frowned, decided to go and see for himself, turned around and left.
When Yun Miao left, Song Zhicheng and others all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why are you so relieved? Are you afraid of her?" Song Zhicheng glared at the disciple who was relieved.
The disciple sighed and asked, "Isn't Senior Brother Song afraid?"
Song Zhicheng:......
This is a good question, don’t ask it next time.
