Time is like running water, and the years are like white horses passing by. Two months have passed, and Ye Chen's peaceful and lonely cultivation life has flashed by in an unknown valley.
The bare tree trunks were covered with hoarfrost at some point, and soon the hoarfrost turned into water droplets and slowly dripped. The deep winter in the wasteland was like a fleeting glimpse, and a few months passed by in the blink of an eye. Now the weather is gradually changing.
It's warm, as if it's early spring, and the valley is filled with life.
Sparse snowflakes scattered all over the ground with the roaring cold wind. Ye Chen, dressed in a black robe, stood on the protruding cliff of the valley with a sword in one hand, looking at the snowflakes all over the sky with indifferent eyes. That scene a few months ago.
The battle made the originally angry Blood Sword become even crazier, chasing Ye Chen crazily. Therefore, Ye Chen separated from Muchen and others a few months ago. Ye Chen spent several days looking for the traces of the two of them, but he still regretted it.
Two people could not be found.
A month ago, Ye Chen lived in seclusion in this valley and began to practice hard for several months.
With his eyes raised slightly, Ye Chen's figure suddenly rose into the air, and the black shadow in the sky suddenly flashed with a light cyan light.
However, the light disappeared in a flash, and it instantly focused on the sword held by the figure's right hand, as if being pulled by something.
Immediately, the sword held in his right hand made a sharp sound of piercing the air, and struck a huge boulder not far below him!
"boom!"
A ray of light cyan sword energy swelled out the moment the sword was drawn out, and then struck the boulder at its feet at an extremely fast speed.
There was only a violent explosion sound, and the boulder, which was more than two people tall, was instantly hit by the light blue sword light and exploded!
Amidst the sound of "rumbling", countless rubbles turned into pieces and flew all over the sky!
If anyone looks carefully, they will be shocked to find that the gravel flying all over the sky has a light green color, and wisps of breeze emerge from among the gravel, and soon the gravel is blown away by the breeze.
Crush it and turn it into dust and scatter it all over the ground, in sharp contrast with the snowflakes all over the ground.
Months of crazy fighting gave Ye Chen a sharp edge in his swordsmanship. Every thrust of the sword was as sharp as a violent storm, making it look extremely terrifying.
Sword Qi Slash is no longer the so-called Sword Qi Slash. The seemingly ordinary sword moves gradually blended into Ye Chen's murderous intention, becoming even more powerful than before.
Gently tapping the sword blade, his eyes slowly caught a glimpse of the Qilin Ring on his right hand. Ye Chen couldn't help but pull out a wry smile. After several months, the Fire Qilin still hadn't woken up. Within a few months, Ye Chen continued to fight with those who were chasing him.
The demon beasts were fighting with each other, so the originally dim Qilin Ring gradually began to glow with white light.
Rubbing his forehead helplessly, Ye Chen sighed secretly, and his figure landed lightly on the broken rocks.
He bent down and took off the two bags of heavy objects tied to his legs. Ye Chen felt his whole body relax. He took a deep breath, jumped up and disappeared, his figure disappearing and appearing in the valley like a ghost.
As his cultivation level increased, Ye Chen's speed became faster and faster, and ordinary people could no longer catch Ye Chen's figure. His long hair was fluttering, and with his hand, several sword energy surged out, and the sound of explosions could be heard everywhere!
"Why do I always feel like something is wrong!"
Suddenly, Ye Chen's figure paused and landed lightly on a piece of green rock. He frowned but was thinking intently.
The Wind Shadow Body Technique seems to be a complete success, but it is still not at the point where the mind can move at will. Ye Chen vaguely seems to be able to grasp some of the key points, but he cannot grasp it at all.
The highest state is that I am the wind and the wind is me, but Ye Chen cannot do that.
"Boom!...'
Several thunders suddenly exploded from the sky, awakening Ye Chen who was deep in thought.
Ye Chen raised his head and saw the flash of blue lightning that followed. The blue lightning flashed continuously across the sky, and the roar roared crazily in the sky.
It is early spring now, and the spring thunder is also ringing frequently. However, when the thunder is heard in the sky, it does not rain. Instead, there are thin pieces of snowflakes. The snowflakes flutter freely with the wind, as if they will turn into rain and fall at any time. The cold wind blows
He moved the black robe, roared crazily, and the black robe made a hunting sound.
With his brows furrowed, Ye Chen sat in a coiled position, like an ancient pine on a cliff, motionless despite the wind and rain.
Suddenly, Ye Chen's face was stunned, and he stretched out his hand, and a drop of cool rain fell on his hand. His expression moved slightly, and he looked into the sky...
The snowflakes in mid-air finally couldn't withstand the onslaught of temperature, and turned into spring rain and fell to the ground. The cold winter slipped away quietly in this sudden spring rain, silently!
In the sky, a trace of drizzle fell.
Ye Chen was slightly startled, but in just a moment, the drizzle suddenly turned into a downpour, and the sound of rain crackling in rapid succession resounded throughout the sky.
Ye Chen didn't deliberately hide from the rain. He just sat there stupidly, just like the eternal mountains in the distance!
His eyes were slowly closed, and those bloody battle scenes rushed toward Ye Chen's face like a tide. The cold rain hit Ye Chen's slightly pale handsome face. Over the past few months, Ye Chen had experienced hundreds of battles. At this moment, he
It was like repeating those battles again, but the difference was that he only experienced it from the perspective of a third person...
He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky, but suddenly his whole body was shaken and he suddenly stopped. Ye Chen's eyes were empty and looked at the ground following the rain...
On the stone slab, raindrops fell hard, then exploded, then dropped again, and exploded again.
Beside the stones, a few green buds and grass quietly emerged from the ground. They were tender and green. Their fat little leaves looked like fat babies who had just woken up.
Standing up slowly, Ye Chen looked around the surrounding mountain walls. Inadvertently, the trees on the mountain walls were also quietly pulling out new branches, growing new shoots like grass. The branches of the willow trees hung downward, just like
It's like a thread hanging on the tree. The small bright yellow leaves are like petals tied on the thread.
A breath of life is constantly spreading in this small valley. The rain, the mountains, the wind, and the trees are exuding the breath of life all the time.
"Life, smart!"
A strange color flashed in his eyes. Ye Chen clenched his hands tightly, and the sword fell to the ground. His chest kept rising and falling, and the excitement in his heart slowly calmed down!
The purpose of performing a move is to achieve a purpose. Each move has its own purpose. No matter what consequences the purpose is to cause, the desired consequences and the goals to be achieved mainly depend on the intention of the person performing the move.
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But it is not the idea of the moves that plays the main role, but the human mind. The moves are just a necessary means.
However, Ye Chen found that although his body skills were now faster, they were less spiritual and more rigid. They could not move at will or be so natural!
That kind of nature is like the pliable body of green grass moving in the wind, like flowing clouds passing away with the wind, more like the breeze caressing your face, but the wind is still passing away.
At this moment, Ye Chen couldn't help but think of Tai Chi in his previous life, and the sentence "Tao follows nature."
Standing up slowly, Ye Chen jumped up to the empty cliff, and his figure slowly danced.
One step, two steps, under the heavy rain, Ye Chen's figure gradually became hazy, and the rising mist changed with Ye Chen's movement.
The fluttering figure was less swift than before, but more nimble. It was like a spring breeze blowing in the face, and the breath of life seemed to be contained in the dancing with the bitter spring scenery, and gradually that The figure is like a gentle breeze blowing across the earth, and sometimes it sweeps up the rain like a violent storm.
At this moment, Ye Chen's mood was extremely calm, and his eyes were peaceful with a hint of depth.
The dark night covered the earth, the heavy rain continued all night long, and Ye Chen's dancing figure also continued all night long.
Nowadays, the dancing figure makes people feel a sense of ethereal nothingness. When the raindrops fall to the ground, the ghostly figure disappears and appears like a ghost. When the heart moves at will, the body appears!
The breeze blew across the earth, and Ye Chen's dancing figure suddenly disappeared. In just one breath, the figure slowly appeared at the top of the valley. The rising sun broke through the hazy clouds, and the soft sunshine spread all over the ground. It's the tiny raindrops.
Ye Chen looked up at the hazy sky, letting the raindrops beat on his thin body, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, quietly immersed in the drizzle, listening to the sound of raindrops falling to the ground, listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the rocks, leaving behind A voice: "The Feng Ying movement, at this moment, maybe I am no longer Feng Ying, this is my Ye Chen's own movement!"
The lingering sound was still there, Ye Chen waved his right hand, took the long sword, put his left hand on his back, and took a step forward with his right foot. In the rain and fog, the figure was hazy...