"Junior brother, it's not good for you to be so eager for success. Of course it's best for a cultivator to have a brave and diligent heart, but things must be done in a civil and military way, and only when one's ambitions are consistent, it's easy to lose sight of one's original intention if you blindly pursue speed.
"
Jinglan watched Feng Jinghong practice all night. If he hadn't been energetic all the time, he would have interrupted his practice long ago. Looking at Feng Jinghong still looking so energetic, he was afraid that he would damage his spirit due to his excitement.
, so I couldn’t help but remind him.
"Senior brother, don't worry. I can stay up for three or four days. Just one night won't cause any problems. Let's go to the Sword Scripture Cave. I can't wait."
Feng Jinghong took a few deep breaths to calm down her inner excitement, looked at Master Jinglan and said with a smile.
Jinglan saw that Feng Jinghong did not seem to be overly excited, so he nodded and led him to the Sword Scripture Cave.
"Junior brother, the Sword Sutra Cave has arrived. Senior brother is waiting for you outside. You can go in, but remember, if you feel any pressure, stop and don't go any further. This Sword Sutra Cave does not matter your cultivation level, only
It depends on your spirit. If your spirit is damaged now, even if you reach the ninth level of Qi Refining in the future, you will not have the chance to become an immortal. Remember this!"
Seeing Jinglan say these words so carefully, Feng Jinghong naturally knew that since the Sword Scripture Cave was a place of opportunity, it would of course be accompanied by danger. The meaning of Jinglan's words was very clear, and nothing could be forced.
Feng Jinghong nodded gently, looked at the dark cave entrance, followed Jinglan's previous instructions, took out the identity plate in his arms, waved it towards the cave entrance, and walked in firmly.
Feng Jinghong walked into the cave and discovered that the cave entrance, which was only about ten feet high, was actually so wide inside. The cave was three feet wide, but its depth was unknown. Every ten steps, there was a bright pearl emitting clear light on the top of the cave.
Extending deep into the cave.
Feng Jinghong took a few steps forward and looked at the cave wall carefully with the light of the pearl. "Qingyun Sword Jue", "Haoran Sword Song", "Feng Lei Jiuyou Sword"... each sword jue was densely engraved on it.
On the cave wall, Feng Jinghong was dazzled by what he saw.
Feng Jinghong wanted to stop in front of any of the sword battle carvings, but in his heart he kept telling himself, go inside, there are better ones inside. Sure enough, about three meters deep into the cave
At ten feet, the number of sword techniques on the cave wall began to slowly decrease. After fifty feet, you could only see a sword technique within three feet, but those sword techniques seemed to be alive, exuding a hint of chill.
It seemed that whenever Feng Jinghong came close to it, he would be attacked like a violent storm.
Feng Jinghong was still not satisfied. He wanted to go further. He knew that he was carrying a blood feud. The ordinary sword techniques in front of him could not help him kill his enemy. If he wanted to learn, he had to learn the most powerful sword techniques, so he
Still keep moving forward.
After a hundred feet, he finally felt the kind of pressure Jinglan said. Feng Jinghong stood motionless, feeling like there was a beast in front of him. As long as he took a step forward, he would be scattered into pieces in an instant.
Same as fragments.
Feng Jinghong took a step back, and the heavy pressure eased. He turned his head to see if there was any sword fighting on the wall. To his regret, there was nothing on the walls on both sides.
Feng Jinghong was hesitant in his heart whether to move forward. He was unwilling to retreat, and he was also worried that as his senior brother Jinglan said, forcing forward under pressure would damage his spirit and make him unable to make any progress in the future. He was hesitating.
When he was doing it, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind: "Spirit? Didn't the master say that day that my "Qingxin Jue" was for cultivating the spirit? I wonder if it can be done here?"
He did what he thought of. Feng Jinghong slowly took a step forward. The feeling that made his heart palpitate came over him again. He quickly started to recite "Qingxin Jue". After one time, the feeling slowly disappeared. Feng Jinghong
Hong was overjoyed and kept reciting "Qing Xin Jue" and walked forward step by step.
There were fewer and fewer sword arts on the cave wall. On the way from one hundred feet to two hundred feet, he only saw less than ten sword arts, but each one seemed very powerful. Feng Jinghong also had
He thought about finding one of these movies that he liked to practice, but whenever this idea flashed through his mind, he would shake his head severely and move on.
At two hundred and fifty feet, Feng Jinghong could no longer hear clearly the words "Qing Xin Jue" in his mouth. He could only see his mouth moving constantly. He began to feel the pressure again, but it had nothing to do with his body.
, seemed to have a direct effect on his spirit, and thin beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
Feng Jinghong was unwilling to give up. He stopped, closed his eyes and began to recite "Qing Xin Jue" silently in his heart. Sure enough, the mental recitation was much faster than the vocal recitation, and the pressure was slowly fading away, but he didn't know it.
What's more, the light of the pearls above his head began to flicker.
After sitting for about a stick of incense, Feng Jinghong stood up. He knew that he could only go so far, because no matter how fast he read "Qing Xin Jue", the feeling was only a little lighter.
But it didn't disappear like before, and he found that his spirit had returned to the state before practicing "Qingxin Jue". He had a feeling that if he didn't step back within half an hour, he would faint and fall to the ground.
Already.
Feng Jinghong shook his head regretfully and looked at the cave wall. There was nothing on the right side, but there was a sword technique engraving on the left side. He knew he had to make a choice. He looked at the dim stone cave in front of him. Feng Jinghong
Hong didn't hesitate anymore and walked towards the sword art resolutely.
"The Great Sun Demon Sword Judgment"!
Six large characters with iron strokes and silver hooks are on the top of the cave wall, and nine suns are carved below. Under each sun is a different human figure, which is a nine-style sword move. The corresponding sword technique is engraved below the sword move.
Although there were only nine sword moves, the intense and powerful scorching aura made Feng Jinghong know that this sword move must be extraordinary. Without any further hesitation, he immediately sat on the ground and began to memorize the sword moves on the cave wall.
, in less than a moment, Feng Jinghong had memorized all the nine sword moves and sword techniques in his mind. Then, while he was reciting the sword techniques silently in his mind, he looked at the cave wall, checked that there were no mistakes, and stood up to plan.
leave.
Unexpectedly, he felt a little confused as soon as he stood up. After shaking his head, Feng Jinghong raised his head and looked at the dimmed pearl. The moment he turned around and walked back, he caught a glimpse of a green light, three meters in front of him on the left.
At the bottom of the cave wall.
Out of curiosity, he took a closer look and found that it was a three-inch-wide object stuck to the cave wall. If it hadn't been for the fact that the pearl had dimmed a little and the light had changed, he wouldn't have noticed it. The object shone with a faint blue light.
, there were two words engraved on it, and with just a glance, Feng Jinghong knew that those two words were exactly the same as the words "Qing Xin Jue" and "Yang Qi Jue" that he had learned from the black card.
Feng Jinghong felt excited. He knew that this thing must be extraordinary, but his head was really dizzy. He felt more and more confused and wanted to sleep. Feng Jinghong knew that he really did not have the ability to take even one step forward.
He punched the wall of the cave in annoyance. The severe pain made him wake up a little. He glanced at his bleeding hand. Feng Jinghong, who was about to turn around, suddenly remembered the space in his palm.
A flash of golden light flashed, and Feng Jinghong successfully got the object that emitted green light. Then he turned around and ran, and fell to the ground with a plop as soon as he exited the cave.
When Feng Jinghong woke up, it was already midnight the next day. He forced himself to sit up, staggered out of the wooden house, and began to practice "Qingxin Jue" under the moonlight.
Three hours later, Feng Jinghong felt that his energy had returned to the level before entering the Sword Scripture Cave. He stood up impatiently and jogged all the way to the wooden house.
After closing the door, Feng Jinghong walked to the inner room and sat cross-legged on the bed. Unexpectedly, just as she put her right hand on her forehead, she heard a scream.
"Little bastard, where have you been? What kind of thing did you bring in? Are you trying to kill me?"
Then I heard constant breathing.
"Master Hei, what's wrong with you?"
"You brat, what did you get in here? Do you want my life? I kindly accepted you as my disciple, but I didn't expect you to treat me like this. Wow, I'm so angry..."
As soon as Master Hei heard Feng Jinghong's voice, he started to curse.
Feng Jinghong still couldn't understand what he heard, and opened her mouth to ask Master Bai again: "Master Bai, what happened?"
"Jinghong, please take out the bronze carving you brought in yesterday first. I'll tell you again. We've been hiding for a day and a night. If you talk to us later, I'm afraid you won't be able to hear us.
Our voices are up.”
"The copper carving? Oh, yes, the master should be talking about the thing that glows blue." Feng Jinghong thought for a moment and understood what the copper carving in Master Bai's mouth was, and quickly took out the thing and threw it on the bed.
.
"Master, I took it out, are you okay?" Feng Jinghong asked with some anxiety.
"You kid who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, get a bronze sculpture made of sword intent and come in..."
"Okay, okay, I believe Jinghong definitely doesn't know the use of this thing. Stop being verbose and let Jinghong tell you what's going on."
When Feng Jinghong heard what Master Bai said, she quickly told her story of going to the Jianjing Cave in detail.
"You mean this thing was found in the Sword Sutra Cave of your Dragon Yin Sect? How is it possible? How is it possible in the human world that someone can practice the sword to the point where the sword is like mercury, and can also transform the mind into imitating objects? This..."
"Master Bai, what is the meaning of sword like mercury?"
"I don't know, I just thought of this word and some associations when I saw the thing you put in."
"Then what's the use of that thing I put in?"
"Haha, Jinghong, this thing is very useful. It is not an ordinary copper engraving, it is condensed with sword intention. You can use it to understand the sword intention of its master. No matter what sword intention it is, as long as it is
If you can understand a little bit, even if you don't use flying swords, you can still kill people invisibly."
"so smart?"
"Of course, if it weren't for the two great gods, how could we be chased by it for a day and a night..."
Master Hei was still a little dissatisfied and said angrily.
"Then how do you comprehend this thing?" Hearing that the sword intention was so powerful, Feng Jinghong naturally wanted to know how to comprehend it.
"No one knows how to understand this thing. I just heard that if you want to understand the sword's intention, you must resonate with the sword's intention. That resonance is a spiritual resonance, so the sword's intention is the easiest thing to destroy the spirit. Our cultivation
The focus of practice is not on this aspect, so I don’t know how to understand it. But since you have obtained this thing, then you must be a destined person. Cultivation of immortality is about fate. When the opportunity comes, you will naturally understand it."
"Okay, then, you two masters, please rest. I'm going to study the meaning of the sword." After saying this, Feng Jinghong quickly put his hands down from his forehead. He was really afraid of his master Hei.
Putting down her hand, Feng Jinghong took the copper carving on the bed. The words engraved on this copper carving, which was three inches wide and one foot long, were indeed the same as the exercises she had learned. Feng Jinghong reflected the two words in her mind.
, kept thinking about the mental methods of "Qingxin Jue" and "Yangqi Jue", and gradually two words came to his mind: ward off evil spirits!