Su Lin joined the sect since he was a child. Thanks to his master's guidance and his own talent, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. He is one of the young rookies in the sect. Given time, he will surely soar into the sky.
Su Lin has high cultivation level, good talent, and extremely proud. He is obsessed with swordsmanship.
"Before the Nascent Soul realm, you have to learn all the swordsmanship in the world and integrate all the moves. After the Nascent Soul realm, you have to give up all the moves. Learn to use clumsiness to overcome skill and break through bottlenecks."
That's what Master said at that time. Su Lin did the same thing.
Foundation building is a watershed. Seventy-eight out of ten practicing disciples are trapped by this shackles and cannot build a foundation for life...For example, Zhang Ze at the beginning.
After the foundation is established, there is the Nascent Soul. This is another hurdle. After the Nascent Soul, it means that this person can finally learn higher levels of Taoism. Su Lin is twenty-five years old and in the Nascent Soul realm. In addition to several other talented people in the sect, .No one can match him.
Su Lin has already initially learned how to give up and do whatever he wants.
But he still wanted a chance to practice. He happened to meet Chen Zhe, who was not very strong but was extremely arrogant. So he couldn't help but take action.
In order to avoid causing trouble to the sect, Su Lin covered his face and hid his identity.
People with shortcomings always hate another person with the same shortcomings, but turn a blind eye to their own shortcomings. This is human nature.
Su Lin was very crazy. When he saw Chen Zhe, he became even crazier. He couldn't help but take action.
His swordsmanship changes. He no longer pursues fancy changes with each sword. He cuts, slants, and thrusts. They are all simple sword after sword. But they are all directly effective. He has a magic horse to win without any moves. Very well understood.
But Chen Zhe was still pursuing swordsmanship moves. Su Lin had a slight sneer on his face: He would definitely win.
The realm is different. He has mastered countless swordsmanship in the world before he can initially appreciate this realm. But Chen Zhe is still at the level of pursuing moves. To Su Lin, he is the eagle, and Chen Zhe is the gopher. No. Derby.
But Chen Zhe blocked it all with his own sword skills.
impossible.
I clearly understand swordsmanship better than he does. Why is this?
Su Lin couldn't accept it.
Only then did Chen Zhe realize that the sword manual given to him by Master Hu was actually so profound.
Everyone present knows how to practice. They all know how to fight.
They watched mesmerized.
At the beginning, the masked Su Lin came out with swords and flowers. They were like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. I didn't expect that there were people in the world who knew so many swordsmanship. They were simply geniuses. At that time, Chen Zhe's swordsmanship was simple and green. .Use clumsiness over skill.
When Su Lin's swordsmanship became simple and sharp, Chen Zhe's swordsmanship became exquisite and fancy. And the two were still evenly matched.
Ao Jiashuo whispered: "Chen Zhe is a genius. I have never seen anyone improve so fast."
"I've said it a long time ago." Ding Xiran puffed up her chest proudly, as if she herself was very strong in cultivation.
When practitioners fight, there are many factors that determine victory or defeat.
The level of cultivation, the strength of the magic weapon, physical condition, emotional state, emergency response, etc. etc.
It doesn't mean that whoever has a stronger cultivation level will be more powerful. There are often people who can challenge a higher level than themselves and win. Chen Zhe is currently fighting Yuanying at the golden elixir level.
Turning around, Chen Zhe took out the Zhenshan Stone Tablet from his arms: "Look at the sword."
Then he threw the Zhenshan Stone Tablet out. The stone tablet was held by the opponent with one hand just now and was broken. No one expected that Chen Zhe would take out this magic weapon that had no effect just now.
"Hmph. Guizhou donkey has no skills." Su Lin thought that Chen Zhe had no tricks to use, but he easily held it up with one hand.
Chen Zhe didn't care at all. He raised his sword and swept it. He turned over and jumped onto the stone monument: "You lift it up again and take a look."
As he spoke, Chen Zhe pushed hard with his feet. Su Lin's back bent, as if he was being pressed down by a huge mountain. Even the ground under his feet was stepped into two depressions. He yelled and pushed Chen Zhe upward. Push the face.
Chen Zhe took back the stone tablet. He gently fell down and turned around with a sword.
Su Lin was shocked. This was because Chen Zhe's move was obviously much more cunning than his previous moves. He struck at the last place when others least expected him and when the enemy was most unable to be saved.
Su Lin could block this sword. It wasn't just this sword that surprised him.
Chen Zhe's understanding of fighting skills is obviously getting better and better. He has entered a state of "enlightenment".
This kind of thing can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Cultivation is also one of those things that can be seen but not touched. There are often people who have made no progress in enlightenment for decades, but do not realize it all at once when the opportunity comes.
Chen Zhe's feeling was a bit hazy.
At the beginning, he had a hard time coping with Su Lin's swordsmanship. He had to use all his strength to defend every move. Almost all his imagination was used in defense.
But later, Chen Zhe felt that his opponent's attacks were getting weaker and weaker, and he was getting easier to neutralize. And the sword he struck made him happy every time. Even if he wanted to break his head before, he couldn't think of it. Such an exquisite sword.
Now, he uses it casually.
This feeling is simply exhilarating. The mental comfort can almost be compared with having sex.
The two were evenly matched. It seemed that they were inseparable from each other. It was difficult for Su Lin to withdraw from the battle group.
There was a disciple of the Xianxia Sect. Seeing that Chen Zhe seemed to have no time to wander, he quietly waved his hand to his fellow disciples. The two of them bypassed Chen Zhe and Su Lin and slowly approached Ao Jiashuo and the other three.
What a good opportunity. While Chen Zhe can't be distracted, take down Ao Jiashuo and others first.
The other cultivating disciples were also a little tempted.
The cultivator of the Xianxia Sect had just walked halfway. Chen Zhe escaped from the battle group in a flash. He raised his sword and dropped it, causing blood to fly.
But even Chen Zhe's own consciousness was a little blurry. He felt as if he had been soaked in hot water. He only relied on instinctive reactions when he struck. But it was ten times more powerful than the moves he had been thinking about.
Ever since the day Chen Zhe met Qin Xin, from refining Qi to tempering the body to building the foundation, every step has been thrilling. First, he was guided by Qin Xin, and later he was supported by a great cultivator like Tianyan Daojun. It can be said that there is little accumulation.
Everyone can see that Chen Zhe's swordsmanship is becoming more and more smooth and comfortable. Compared with his shots at the beginning, no one believes that this is the strength of the same person on the same day.
The greater the pressure on Su Lin, the harder he worked. The harder he worked, the more pressure he found.
Chen Zhe is like a juicer. He can squeeze out all the opponents' tricks and see through them.
Su Lin was suppressed to the point of being unable to do anything. A trace of madness finally slipped through his eyes... He fought hard.
He made a finger gesture and murmured in his mouth: "The heaven is round and the earth is round. Four o'clock and five o'clock. Green, red, white and yellow. Only the Tao is respected. The upper body and the heavenly heart. The lower body has mercy on all living beings. All gods are above. Disciple Su Lin I respectfully invite the Patriarch to come down to protect the world and conquer demons."
Only then did Chen Zhe know that the guy in front of him was called Su Lin.
Su Lin's clothes were fluttering. He looked like a fairy. His whole body was full of righteousness. He shouted loudly and his body was filled with white light. Chen Zhe couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.
There was a boom. There was obviously no cloud in the sky, but a thunder exploded out of thin air.
Chen Zhe felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. His whole body seemed to have been electrocuted. A halo of light slowly descended in the sky. The translucent figure of a Taoist priest slowly fell.
This Taoist priest has a white beard and white hair. He has a calm expression on his face. He has a kind and compassionate face. He does not have a strong aura. But Chen Zhe couldn't help but admire him after seeing it. It turned out that this was Su Lin's ancestor. What.
The old Taoist priest fell behind Su Lin, but his eyes were closed. Su Lin sneered: "Take the move."
He touched the blade of the sword and slowly raised the blade. Chen Zhe felt the breeze blowing on his face, just like the cool and moist breeze after a heavy rain in the sweltering summer. Su Lin pointed the tip of his sword at Chen Zhe Zhe.
Chen Zhe only felt that an extreme danger enveloped him, and he held the emperor's hatred in his chest.
Su Lin kicked the ground. The whole earth shook slightly. With the power of the ancestor, he struck out with a sword. The offensive seemed to cover the entire sky.
After this move, Chen Zhe felt that what he had just realized was not enough to resist him. In desperation, an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of that move.
The real energy on both sides collided, rolling up the dust on the ground, and swirling around the two of them, covering the figures of Chen Zhe and Chen Zhe...
Chen Zhe suddenly noticed that the eyes of the old Taoist priest behind Su Lin opened slightly. His eyes, which were originally neither sad nor happy, suddenly changed in mood after seeing Chen Zhe's sword and moves.
Those were eyes full of hope and encouragement. The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, stretched out his hands and pressed back.
Su Lin's flying body suddenly stopped in mid-air, with a confident smile on his face.
Time seemed to have stopped. The old Taoist priest behind him looked at Chen Zhe, shook his head slightly, and waved. The long sword in Su Lin's hand flew out and fell into the hands of the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, moved his hand slightly, trembled with his long sword, and used the same sword technique that Su Lin had just used.
After using this move, the old Taoist swordsmanship changed. It suddenly changed to a different style. It became extremely fast. He swung dozens of swords in the blink of an eye. Then the swordsmanship changed again. It became cold and full of murderous intent.
In such a short period of time, the old Taoist priest demonstrated dozens of sword techniques in front of Chen Zhe. He gave Chen Zhe an encouraging look.
Then he used the attack from Master Hu's sword manual.
It's just one sword. But one sword contains all the sword skills just now.
Chen Zhe just felt like his head was filled with mud. For a moment, it was as if countless things had been stuffed into him. He couldn't find a clue for a while.
How can one sword move contain so much content?
How is this done?
Swordsmanship in the world is one move at a time. No matter what, you cannot combine dozens of styles into one move.
If you use such a sword, the opponent can defend against the first sword but cannot defend against the second sword. It is equivalent to using the effort of one move to attack dozens of swords.
The old Taoist priest waved his hand. The sword returned to Su Lin's hand. The figure slowly faded away.
"He's teaching me."
Chen Zhe didn't know the identity of the ancestor Su Lin invited, nor did he know why he taught him. He was just thinking about this sword now.
Is this the true meaning of the first move in the sword manual?