Only when the light dissipates can people see clearly.
This is a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old. She is dressed in a purple robe. Her skin is as smooth as jade and her facial features are as delicate as that of a fairy in a painting. Her long black hair is slightly fluttering in the breeze. Her face looks like that of a fairy. The face is covered and looming.
The most incredible thing is that this girl, who is only fifteen years old, has an extremely proud figure.
She has a slender body and straight legs. The mountain peaks are steep and the waves are turbulent. She wears a slightly small purple robe, which outlines her curvy figure so vividly that everyone breathes heavily.
However, this girl's face was extremely cold, and her whole body exuded an aura of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.
Despite the scorching sun in the sky, everyone felt a chill to the bone.
"Is this one of the four beauties of Xuantian Sect?"
"I have long heard that Leng Yanqiu is unparalleled in beauty. When I saw her today, she truly lived up to her reputation."
"At only fifteen years old, she is already so outstanding. When she grows up, she will definitely be a fairy who brings disaster to the country and the people."
Except for Shen Chenfeng who closed his eyes to rest, almost all the male disciples showed signs of obsession. Those female disciples did not even hide the jealousy in their eyes.
"Hello everyone, I am Leng Qingqiu from Yuji Peak. I was invited by the Lord of Xuantian City today to explain the art of swordsmanship to you."
Leng Yanqiu's voice was extremely calm, without any emotion.
"kendo?"
"Any sword cultivator is known for his powerful attack power."
"Could it be that Senior Sister Leng is also a sword cultivator?"
As the crowd asked questions, Wang Ye coughed lightly and said to the crowd: "Haha, you don't know this. Leng Qingqiu is not only gifted with extraordinary talent, but also has a very fast cultivation level. She also has extremely deep knowledge in the way of swordsmanship. Achievements. Moreover, he has understood the heart of the sword and has been promoted to the Great Sword Cultivator."
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
Xuantian Sect has countless swordsmen.
However, there are only a few disciples who can condense the sword heart and become great sword cultivators.
No one thought that this girl, who was only fifteen years old, could be so terrifying, and could condense the sword heart that countless swordsmen dreamed of.
But soon someone raised their own question, saying: "What is Kenshin?"
"this……"
Wang Ye's face was full of embarrassment and he didn't know how to answer. He immediately asked this question to Leng Qingqiu and said, "Miss Leng, it's up to you to explain."
Leng Qingqiu nodded. Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, showing her superb cultivation.
"The heart of the sword is the heart of the sword."
"This is a state. Wherever you think in your mind, the sword will come out. When your heart moves, the sword moves, and the sword follows your heart. You no longer stick to fixed moves. This is the heart of the sword."
With that said, Leng Qingqiu drew out his long sword and demonstrated.
She thrust her sword straight forward, but when the sword light was fierce, the sword suddenly turned and stabbed the wall behind at an incredible angle.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Originally, it was impossible for this straight sword to change in any way. But as Leng Qingqiu's heart moved, the long sword suddenly turned in an impossible situation.
Although it seems to have little power, if it suddenly changes during the battle, the result will be completely different.
For example, in the Shen family, Shen Chenfeng showed how terrifying the sword heart was.
He originally stabbed Wang Mang with his sword, but when he was about to hit him, the sword suddenly turned and killed Sun Shan, who was defenseless at the side.
This is Kenshin!
Do whatever you want, and the sword moves with your heart.
"Kenshin is divided into three stages: elementary, intermediate and advanced. At the elementary level, the swordsmanship can be changed at will and is no longer limited to fixed moves. At the advanced level, the sword can move as you wish. At the advanced level, the sword can move as you wish.
The sword moves. Even with your eyes closed, you can defeat the enemy with your sword instinct."
Leng Qingqiu put away the long sword, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and said: "My cultivation is still shallow now, and I have only reached the advanced level of sword center."
"Senior Kenshin, my God!"
"I remember that there was an elder from the inner sect who practiced for thirty years before he could condense the sword's heart. He practiced hard for more than twenty years before he could reach the advanced level of the sword's heart."
"Senior Sister Leng is only fifteen years old, and she can cultivate to such a level. It's really scary."
Forget about those who don't understand swordsmanship, but those disciples who practice swordsmanship know what the middle level of the sword represents.
Among the tens of thousands of disciples of Xuantian Sect, there are countless disciples who practice swordsmanship. But there is only one in ten thousand who can condense the heart of the sword.
Only the top swordsmanship geniuses can do it.
Disciples who can cultivate to the advanced level of Jianxin are extremely rare, and there are no more than ten in the entire Xuantian Sect.
And among these ten people, they are all great masters who have been practicing for countless years and have already become famous all over the world.
Leng Qingqiu was able to reach the advanced level of Kenshin at the age of fifteen, which shows how terrifying her talent in swordsmanship is. If there are no accidents, she will definitely become a swordsman master in the future.
"Senior Sister Leng."
A young man with a handsome face suddenly stood up and said, "Excuse me, how can I condense the heart of the sword?"
Hearing this, everyone subconsciously held their breath.
If they could know Leng Qingqiu's secret to condensing the sword's heart, their chances of condensing the sword's heart would be greatly increased.
"Actually, it is not difficult to condense the sword's heart. The important thing is to persevere."
Leng Qingqiu groaned and said: "As we all know, no matter what kind of swordsmanship it is, it is composed of basic swordsmanship. As long as you practice hard and master the basic swordsmanship, it will even become your instinct. At that time, you will not be far away from condensing the heart of the sword.
Already."
"As long as you practice basic swordsmanship, you can condense the heart of the sword?"
"No way?"
"Kenshin, how can it be so simple?"
Everyone was surprised and started talking about it.
One of the disciples raised his hand and asked: "Senior Sister Leng, I have practiced swordsmanship since I was a child, and I have practiced basic swordsmanship for more than ten years. Why haven't I condensed the sword's heart?"
Leng Qingqiu looked coldly and said: "Excuse me, how many times do you practice basic swordsmanship every day?"
"this……"
The disciple looked embarrassed and said: "Three times a day."
"Then do you know how many times I practice every day?"
Facing people's doubtful glances, Leng Qingqiu spoke like a thunderbolt and said: "I practiced basic swordsmanship ten thousand times a day for a month, and then I condensed the heart of the sword."
boom!
Everyone was trembling inside.
If you practice ten thousand times a day for a month, you have practiced basic swordsmanship three hundred thousand times.
"Such a single swordsmanship, doesn't Senior Sister Leng find it boring?"
"Practice basic swordsmanship three hundred thousand times in a row. If it were me, I would have gone crazy."
"Only when you focus on one point can you reach the top. I'm talking about Senior Sister Leng, right?"
Everyone sighed with admiration in their eyes.
"Okay, now I will explain the basic swordsmanship to you."
"Can anyone tell me how many basic swordsmanship styles there are?"
Leng Qingqiu looked at the crowd below, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, and his eyes fell on a young man in the front, wearing a sword robe, who was concentrating with his eyes closed.
