With just one glance, an extremely fierce murderous intention rushed toward him.

Mo Hua was shocked and was about to close his eyes.

Suddenly, the Taixu Ling on his body trembled and a faint light flashed. The murderous intention seemed to identify Mo Hua's identity and gradually disappeared.

"Taixu Order, Taixu Sect..."

The ink painting is thoughtful.

This powerful sword cultivator back then should be the senior of Taixu Sect.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, then continued to look, concentrating on calculations.

Although the Taixu Order eliminated the murderous intent of the Broken Sword, the cause and effect in the sword is still very thick and difficult to peek into.

After all, it is the natal magic weapon of the Golden Core Realm. It is still very reluctant to use ink to draw the current realm and calculate it by force.

Fortunately, this broken sword has been soaked in the blood pool for hundreds of years, and most of the sword's intention has dissipated, and some of its cause and effect have also been erased.

The ink painting differentiates the three levels of conspiracy, and the calculations of the heavenly secrets have become much more refined, and the calculations of the heavenly secrets under the blessing are also more exquisite.

Otherwise, if you want to peek into the cause and effect of the sword, it is basically impossible.

In front of the ink painting, there is a fog. In the fog, there is a sword light.

Pure white causal lines are intertwined, layer upon layer, very complex.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Hua used his spiritual consciousness to deduce the calculations to the extreme, peeling off the cocoons bit by bit, and the cause and effect gradually became clear.

In front of Mo Hua's eyes, some intermittent images began to appear...

First there was a figure, carrying a sword on his back and slender eyebrows. He walked alone into the blood mist, his back firm.

If there were evil-looking monks, deformed monsters, blood leeches or blood fish-like evil spirits blocking the way, he would kill them all with one sword.

The light of his sword is pure silver.

It contains both the power of the sword and the power of the sword's energy, as well as the mystery of the sword's intention.

Flesh and blood can be cut off, and evil spirits can also be cut off.

No matter how evil you are, there is no single enemy.

Soon, he arrived in front of the River Temple.

In the Heshen Temple, a powerful figure appeared, and then the screen tore apart, creating heavy ripples. It seemed that the thing being peeped had too strong a mind and was disturbed.

All I know is that there is a big battle in front of the River Temple.

Then the dust settled and the scene was frozen. The sword repairman's long sword penetrated a god who seemed to be the "River God".

Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

Senior swordsman...he won?

But not long after, it was as if blood was poured into the river and slowly dispersed. In front of the ink painting, a ball of blood mist appeared, covering everything.

When the blood mist dissipated, the senior swordsman's face was pale, with blood at the corner of his mouth. He was holding the broken sword in his hand, and a broken sword tip fell to the ground.

An incredible voice sounded.

"You... are not the River God..."

"...Such a powerful evil thought, evil beast, who are you? Where do you come from? What are your intentions?"

No one... or rather no "god" responded.

The sword cultivator's expression was bitter, with a hint of despair.

After that, the scene suddenly stopped...

Mo Hua was shocked.

According to the deduced cause and effect, the senior swordsman back then killed the River God, no, at least severely injured the River God, but then he was assassinated by something more powerful...

"Such a powerful evil thought..."

It should be referring to a certain incarnation of the Great Desolate Evil God?

Mo Hua frowned in thought and was suddenly startled. Although these truths were important, they were not what he needed to know most at the moment...

What about the method of turning spiritual thoughts into swords?

If Mo Hua's guess is correct, since this severing sword is the natal magic weapon of the senior sword cultivator, then there must be some key to cultivating spiritual thoughts into swords in tracing the cause and effect...

The ink painting begins to move forward.

But this sword has been in the dust for too long, and has been polluted by blood. Too many causes and effects have been wiped out.

Mo Hua's white and tender forehead was sweating, and he tried his best to calculate and deduce bit by bit...

Suddenly, a figure jumped into view.

This is an old man with a long beard, with extremely cold sword intent surging all over his body. He is dressed in white, and looks like a sword woven with light, and the vast sky is full of chilling.

Mo Hua only glanced at it, but his eyes were painfully stabbed by the sword light. He immediately looked away, not daring to look directly, and only looked around the old man with his peripheral vision.

Next to the old man stood a young man carrying a sword.

"Xuan'er..."

"I shouldn't teach you this swordsmanship, but I don't want to..."

The ink painting lacks spiritual consciousness, the calculation is still short of heat, and the cause and effect is weak, so the sound is intermittent and vague.

"I don't want you..."

"...I don't want my Taixu Sect to end the inheritance of this sect."

It was shrouded in fog, cause and effect were entangled, and the sounds were mixed together. It was unclear when and where it happened.

Mo Hua tried his best to listen.

"...spiritual thoughts turn into swords...true techniques..."

"Now that your foundation is solid, I will teach you today..."

"Shocking style..."

Shocking style?!

Mo Hua's heart trembled.

Taixu’s divine mind transforms into a sword’s true art: Jingshenjian style?

Mo Hua quietly opened his eyes, but still didn't dare to look at the old man with the long beard. He only dared to look at the young man with slender eyebrows next to him.

The young man's eyebrows contained a profound sword intent, and he held a sword in his hand. The sword was condensed with sword energy, and the sword energy and sword intent merged together. Although the moves were immature, they faintly revealed astonishing power.

Mo Hua stared at it for a long time, feeling cold in his heart.

Damn it, I can’t understand it at all.

This is not an introductory sword technique, but an advanced sword technique in which spiritual thoughts turn into swords. I don’t have any foundation in ink painting, so I look at it very confused.

The scene flashed by without a trace.

I took a quick glance at the ink painting and learned nothing.

"Is there anything simpler..."

Mo Hua had no choice but to move forward and deduce cause and effect.

One after another, incomplete, stained by blood and water, blurred pictures passed by.

The sounds seemed to be soaked in water, and the sounds were mixed together.

Finally, Mo Hua heard two words.

"Sword..."

Mo Hua looked at it carefully. In this scene, there was no old man with a long beard, only a young man with slender eyebrows, standing in the green mountains.

The mountain scenery is very familiar, quiet and simple, like Taixu Gate, but I have never seen anything similar in the sect.

The young man was holding a sword and standing in the mountains. The clouds and mist wet the corners of his clothes and enveloped his face.

But his eyes were very bright, just like the sword in his hand.

The young man's voice was clear and loud.

"Sword Transformation Style..."

"The first form of Taixu Divine Mind Transformation Sword Art, the sword transformation form..."

"The way of divine consciousness is ever-changing, endlessly thought by humans, and unpredictable by gods and ghosts."

"The method of spiritual thoughts, metaphysics, killing monsters and evil, and all kinds of sword styles must start with 'sword transformation'."

"The God-Shocking Style, the God-Breaking Style, the God-Destroying Style, the God-Destroying Style...all are based on the 'Sword Transformation'..."

"Those who transform swords must cultivate the sword to transform Qi, refine the Qi to transform the mind, combine the sword with the mind, transform the virtual into the real, and combine the virtual and the real into one. Only then can you 'transform the sword' with your spiritual thoughts and cut down everything..."

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To be continued...