At the same time as Lin Chongyang spoke, Xia Chenglin and Mo Qingchi tacitly retreated to the edge of the school field, vacating the field for no reason.

Regarding Dan Feng, although Lin Chongyang knew its principle, he had never seen any other physical object other than the Ultimate Underworld Emperor, nor had he seen anyone perform it.

Although the spear head of the Ultimate Underworld Emperor is a single blade, if there is no corresponding sword intent and sword moves, it is not so much a single blade as it is a "blade".

Therefore, it is impossible to say how in-depth knowledge and understanding can be achieved simply by relying on the information in memory.

Especially since the single forwards of later generations were far removed from Sui Wutui itself, and only the shape of the weapons remained the same, Lin Chongyang did not even dare to say that he could understand this thing.

When a classic is passed to the second person's ears, its profound meaning will change, let alone martial arts, everyone has a different understanding.

Except for Sui Wudu himself, no one knows what the original and purest single forward looked like, and no one knows why a single forward is a single forward.

The phrase "swords and swords reach the same destination by different paths" has distorted the concept of Shan Feng to no end. In other words, in the eyes of others, this is what Shan Feng should look like.

"Then this junior will be offended."

After bowing and bowing, a standard long sword appeared in Sui Wuduan's hand. Although his current cultivation level was acquired, after holding the sword, his whole body's aura was completely different from the previous moment.

It was unprecedented concentration and purity, not only because of his mind, but also because of his character.

The sword in his hand was only edged on one side.

Lifting his right hand, the back of his fingers brushed across the sword body, from bottom to top, from the sword grid to the sword tip, Lin Chongyang said:

"Speaking of which, since that day, I may not have officially held a sword for a long time. For no reason, does your sword have a name?"

When talking about the past, the cold voice could not hide the nostalgia and emotion in the tone, as well as the subtle loneliness.

The past is always intoxicating and always makes people feel nostalgic.

"Junior calls it Yin Feng." After holding the sword, Sui Wutuo's tone became calmer.

"Hidden Feng? You don't want to be strong, but you want to have a perfect sword, to be kind and courteous, to punish evil but not to kill easily."

Lin Chongyang could tell a lot just by looking at the sword and the person, but he also knew that with his profound and unprovoked mind, he wouldn't actually think so much.

As far as Sui Wutuo is concerned, everything in the world can be accomplished with a righteous mind.

"Actually, I haven't thought about this much. I just study the way of swordsmanship on weekdays. The reason for cutting the blade on one side is to prevent accidental injuries to fellow disciples during sparring."

The fact is exactly as Lin Chongyang thought, the hidden edge in Sui Wutuan's hand is to serve the heart of his sword, rather than deliberately pursuing the special shape of the sword.

In this regard, he and Lin Chongyang are actually the same. They both follow the shape of their own hearts and the shape of their swords.

It can be seen from this that the most suitable thing for Sui Wugui is actually the path he has taken, pure thoughts and pure sword realm. If he is not involved in the Qiao Qiao Incident, his future achievements in the sword path will be inevitable.

It won't be low.

It's a pity that because of thousands of years of wasted time, everything has gone in a different direction, especially after inheriting the Qiongxiao Mingjing Sword, it has gone astray in its own swordsmanship.

Because compared to its pure sword realm, the ten thousand sword souls in the Qiongxiao Mingjing Sword are too complicated.

"Ha~ very good, very good."

The admiration in his tone was undisguised. Lin Chongyang grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and pulled the green sword from the ground:

"Although this sword is not my original sword, it was given to me by an old friend in the past. It is called Cang Shu Zhu Ri."

The sword was raised, and the holy text appeared. With a sword chant, the holy text reappeared in front of us, which was called - "Book of Rites? University".

Its texture is neither gold nor jade, and its sharp edge is restrained, making it difficult to tell whether what you see in front of you is a sword or a scripture.

"Junior Sui Wugui, please recruit me."

Seeing that the sharp edge was shining brightly, He Sheng cast aside all distractions for no reason, moved the sword according to his heart, and took the lead in striking.

"please."

Before he finished speaking, Cang Shu moved at the same time day by day. With a simple sword, it blocked all Sui Wuji's escape routes, leaving him to fight with all his strength.

The first move is a probing move, because Lin Chongyang wants to understand the profound and unreasonable sword and enters the realm.

clang!

The swords clashed, and Sui Wudu felt the hand holding the sword go numb, and the hidden edge in his hand almost dropped because of it. This was the first time he had seen such a sword.

With a shape like Cang Shu Zhu Ri, not to mention De Feng Ancient Dao, not even the entire Confucian sect of Misery, or even the entire Misery, can find a few similar ones.

Because what it represents is giving up the flexibility of the sword. In this world, very few people would choose to erase their own advantages. As far as Lin Chongyang knows of swords, there is only a Tairuoshan sword with a similar shape.

One move failed, but Sui unreasonably sheathed his sword and retreated. Then he reorganized his attack and advanced again with the hidden edge in his hand.

"The sword of Confucianism is always more polite. Your heart is pure and kind, so the sword is like its owner.

However, most of the swords in the world are murderous swords. Once the two sides fight, there is always only winning or losing, nothing else.

Just like in the world of rivers and lakes, the winner lives and the loser dies."

At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang had benevolence in his heart, his posture was kind, and the sword in his hand moved according to his heart.

Every move is a killing move, but there is no killing intention at all. Every move is based on the enemy's advantage, leaving three points of leeway.

The swords kept clashing, and for no reason Sui felt an extremely weird, or strange, feeling well up in his heart.

The vast world of mortals evolves into all forms of human beings, covering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, before our eyes.

A dedicated heart absorbs the essence of benevolence and kindness, and strives to achieve the ultimate purity of swordsmanship in order to achieve the highest level of swordsmanship.

“The way of a university is to be virtuous, to be close to the people, and to strive for perfection.

Knowing that there is stillness and concentration, concentration leads to tranquility, tranquility leads to peace, tranquility leads to worry, and worry leads to gain.”

Cang Shu Zhuri was like a brush in Lin Chongyang's hands, swiping ink, breaking down moves, and instructing the motivated young man. However, he did not teach him specific moves, but only taught him a few classics, or in other words, general outlines.

Exactly what is taken, what is discarded, and even how much of its essence can be understood depends on the Sui Wutui itself.

As for the two people watching the battle from the sidelines, Xia Chenglin, as a direct descendant of Lin Chongyang, is naturally familiar with the Seven-proof Confucian Sword, but has never used it. Mo Qingchi's words are basically the same as the treatment of Sui Wugui. It all depends on how much he can understand.

Personal ability.

Lin Chongyang never worried about his martial arts being cracked. Even if he couldn't give it away casually, he would give it away a lot. He had such strength and confidence.

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Bang!

After a hundred moves, there was a crisp sound, but the hidden edge in Sui Wutuan's hand couldn't hold on any longer and broke off at the sound.

However, Sui Wugui seemed to be indifferent. Even though Lin Chongyang had already retreated, he still held the broken sword in his hand and swung it freely on the spot.

"Looking at this situation, I shouldn't be able to wake up for a while."

Putting away his sword, Lin Chongyang walked to the edge of the school field and said to Xia Chenglin:

"Cheng Lin, after the unprovoked epiphany is over, could you please help me tell him that it was my fault to break his sword.

When he breaks through to the innate realm, I will take him to the foreman and ask him to tailor-make a sword for him.
Chapter completed!