Returning to the Demon and Ghost Prison, Yu Shu practiced harder than before.
These days spent in the secret realm of Shen Mu really taught her a lesson.
With a solemn expression, Yu Shu swung her long sword in a vertical circle along the right side of her body, and then slashed hard from top to bottom.
The sword and arm were stretched in a straight line, and the tip of the sword shook slightly, making a buzzing sound.
She took a deep breath. She was just one step away from advancing. She had been meditating for several days but could not make a breakthrough. Even Yu Shu was a little impatient.
There was a spiritual force approaching from behind, and Yu Shu could feel that the person coming was Ji Jue without turning around.
Ji Jue took the Qingming Sword from Yu Shu's hand, held the Qingming Sword and stabbed forward.
"Qing Ming's sword technique is both fast and slow, hard and soft."
Ji Jue rotated his forearm outward, palm facing up, drew an arc close to his body, and raised the sword.
"When practicing, you should take the sword with you and carry it with you."
As Ji Jue spoke, he lowered his wrist and raised the sword.
"In the divine form, form and intention must be in harmony, intention and Qi, and Qi and Spirit."
Yu Shu looked at Ji Jue and couldn't help but be lost in thought for a moment. Ji Jue's sword movement carried a drift, and every move carried an indescribable sense of beauty.
After Ji Jue completed a complete sword move, he handed the sword back to Yu Shu.
"Thank you, Master." Yu Shu's eyes flashed and she took it respectfully.
Ji Jue looked at Yu Shu and raised his eyebrows slightly. He grabbed Yu Shu's hand and said slowly, "I won't teach you swordsmanship today."
"Don't be eager for quick success in cultivation. Sometimes the more you try to advance, the results you get will be unsatisfactory."
Naturally, he saw what Yu Shu was thinking.
When Yu Shu heard this, she was obviously stunned for a moment. She nodded hesitantly, but she couldn't help but secretly cursed. Did the master mean that she should stop practicing in the near future?
Soon Ji Jue told Yu Shu the answer.
A dark light flashed across Ji Jue's eyes, and she lightly opened her thin lips and said, "Today I will teach you how to wield a sword."
Mitsurugi?!
Yu Shu's eyes lit up obviously, with a look of anticipation on her face, "Really, Master!!"
Yu Shu's emotions directly affected Ji Jue, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and smile, "Really, take your sword and follow me outside."
"Oh!" Yu Shu smiled with crooked eyebrows. She followed Ji Jue's butt and walked out.
They walked to an empty courtyard in the palace, and Ji Jue summoned his sword.
"If you want to wield a sword, you must first resonate with your sword."
Ji Jue said, and with a thought, the Cangxuan Sword floated in the air, as if it was controlled by an invisible rope.
Yu Shu was startled for a moment. She lowered her head and looked at her Qingming Sword, "Resonance? But it is a sword."
How can one achieve resonance with a dead thing?
Ji Jue's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he guessed what Yu Shu was thinking, he curled his fingers and flicked them firmly on Yu Shu's forehead.
He straightened his face and said in a deep voice, "Sword cultivator, sword cultivator, the sword is not only the source of our strength, but also our companion."
When Ji Jue said this, Cangxuan Sword suddenly stood up and shook the sword as if to express approval.
"If you only treat it as a dead thing, you will never be able to achieve great power in this life." Ji Jue raised his eyes and looked at Yu Shu, and some sharp light suddenly shot out from his dark and deep pupils.
Ji Jue took two steps toward Yu Shu and touched the Qingming Sword in Yu Shu's hand. "The sword has a sword soul. If you treat it as a dead thing, then it can only be a dead thing."
Yu Shu lowered her head and looked at it. Ji Jue's sharp-jointed hand was resting on the sword that was glowing with cold light. It looked fairer and whiter, and Yu Shu was dazzled for a moment.
She quickly came back to her senses and murmured, "Sword Soul..."
"How should I awaken its sword soul?" Yu Shu looked into Ji Jue's eyes, with a hint of confusion on her face.
Ji Jue heard this and laughed twice, "You have awakened it. Didn't you do a good job of looking back in the mirror that day?"
There was a trace of blankness in Yu Shu's expression. She was determined to protect her concubine that day, but the Qingming Sword was not at hand yet.
At that time, she shouted "Qing Ming", and then the Qing Ming Sword flew into her hand.
Yu Shu narrowed her eyes slightly, looking thoughtful.
After a while, she suddenly spoke out and shouted at Qingming Sword, "Qingming, Qingming Qingming Qingming Qingming!"
She screamed several times in a row, which made Ji Jue frown. He couldn't help but curl his fingers again and hit Yu Shu so hard that her brain collapsed.
"Stupid." A smile appeared in Ji Jue's eyes, "The way you are doing it, Qing Ming won't answer your call even if you call him for hundreds of years."
Yu Shu raised her hands to cover her head, her face turned red and she was a little embarrassed, "But that's what I called it that day!"
The corners of Ji Jue's lips raised, and her eyes were full of interest, "That's because your heart is calling it. You want it to come to you, so it comes."
"Put your spiritual power into the Qingming Sword," Ji Jue lowered his eyes and reminded.
Yu Shu pursed her lips, and immediately and obediently did as Ji Jue said. She mobilized spiritual power from her Dantian, condensed it in her palms, and poured it into the Qingming Sword.
The Qingming Sword's blade glowed slightly, and suddenly, Yu Shu's eyes went dark. It turned out that Ji Jue reached out and covered her eyes.
Suddenly falling into darkness, Yu Shu felt uncomfortable for another moment. She said timidly, "Ji Jue?"
"Shh~" Ji Jue shushed. He covered Yu Shu's eyes and said, "Get rid of all foreign objects, feel your spiritual power, and feel Qing Ming."
As Ji Jue spoke, he gathered spiritual power on his fingertips, turned his wrist, and instantly created a barrier.
Ji Jue's voice was magnetic and distant, and Yu Shu fell into Ji Jue's words as she listened.
She seemed to be in darkness, her soul seemed to float out of her body, and the sounds around her became smaller and smaller.
Yu Shu seemed to have come to another space, a dark space, and her soul floating in the air slowly fell down.
She looked around confusedly, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"Yushu, calm down." Ji Jue's voice suddenly sounded, as if coming from a far away place.
Yu Shu was stunned for a moment, and she immediately sat down cross-legged with understanding, holding her hands into an oval, silently reciting the mental method, and her spiritual power began to circulate around the sky.
She spread her spiritual power to sense the Qingming Sword.
"Sword cultivators must be loyal to their own swords, loyal to their own swordsmanship, and integrate the sword into the body as a part of the body."
"Be loyal to the sword and become one with the sword, only then can you gain enlightenment."
Ji Jue's voice had a strange charm. He was coaxing and guiding Yu Shu step by step.
Yu Shu took a deep breath, and her mind suddenly became empty. She suddenly remembered the Qingming Sword move that Ji Jue had just wielded.
Ji Jue said at that time that in the divine form, the form should be in harmony with the intention, the intention with the Qi, and the Qi with the Spirit.
"Shape and intention are combined, intention and Qi are combined, Qi and spirit are combined..." Yu Shu muttered in her mouth, as if something in her Dantian was about to break out of its shell.
The swordsmanship of Qingming Sword suddenly appeared in her mind, with each move flowing smoothly.
She kept thinking about it, and suddenly there was something in her hand.
This is Qingming Sword!
Yu Shu held the Qingming Sword tightly, moved it as she pleased, and immediately began to swing the sword. The Qingming Sword Technique was both fast and slow, hard and soft.
Yu Shu's sword moved with him, her waist tightened, her feet turned around, and she stabbed hard with her backhand. The tip of the sword cut through the void and made a buzzing sound.
When it is moving, it is like a dragon emerging from the water; when it is still, it is like a civet catching mice. How mysterious!
When the last sword fell, Yu Shu raised her wrist and pointed the sword tip forward and downward. The force reached the tip of the sword and her long arm collapsed into a straight line.
Her chest rose and fell slightly, breathing slowly.
Suddenly, a surge of excitement swept through the muscles and veins in her body! This chapter has been completed!