"That sword of yours has extraordinary sword power. It can make a great cultivator like Qin Youyang retreat. It is indeed extraordinary, but it was an accidental acquisition by a skilled hand, not your true strength. Can you still use it now?" He Yan Asked with your back to him.
Chen Zhe shook his head, there was no need to try, it would definitely not work.
This kind of thing requires opportunity and state of mind.
At that time, Chen Zhe was put in a desperate situation, so he used that sword. If he used it now, it would definitely not work.
It is said that after Wang Xizhi wrote his proud "Lanting Preface", he also wanted to try to write it again. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he could not write the feeling he had at that time. Even calligraphers were like this. Chen Zhe was not a swordsman, of course not. Maybe he would use that sword casually again.
He Yan said lightly: "Qin Xin's own sword has not reached the level of pursuing artistic conception, and I certainly cannot teach you, but I can,"
"You can,"
Chen Zhe's heart skipped a beat. At that time, he used that sword against Qin Youyang, making him retreat a thousand meters. Chen Zhe himself was also very proud. He was just distracted and used this sword so powerfully. If he could advance to a few more realms...it would be awesome just thinking about it.
"Follow me," He Yan turned around and walked into the small courtyard without looking back, sure that Chen Zhe would definitely follow.
Chen Zhe looked at her suspiciously, not knowing what this girl had in mind, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation and slowly followed He Yan.
Ba.
A large drop of rain hit the ground in front of He Yan, splashing a small amount of dust and leaving some dark marks on the ground.
As soon as Chen Zhe raised his head, his forehead felt cold, and another drop of rain fell on his head.
He Yan stood in the courtyard: "You try not to use your real energy, just use your sword to force the rain off your head. In short, you can keep this small courtyard from getting any rain. Can you do it?"
"It's a bit difficult, let me try,"
Chen Zhe gently weighed the Emperor's Hate Sword in his hand. It happened that the raindrops were now dense. He slashed upward with his sword. The majestic sword energy caused the raindrops to fly in all directions, but there were always fish caught in the trap. With his fingers With continuous swipes, flames rose up and lingered above the head, and many of the remaining raindrops were baked into steam.
Then he gently climbed up to the roof, and the sword light lingered, scattering the raindrops.
"How is it?" Using the real energy in this way consumes very quickly, and Chen Zhe felt that he was a little out of breath.
It's a pity that He Yan was sitting at the door with her chin propped up, as if she didn't even look at it. When Chen Zhe asked, she raised her head and looked at him: "Do you understand what sword intention is?"
"What," Chen Zhe shook his head.
He Yan didn't look at him, her eyes lowered, looking at the rain-soaked ground in front of her, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Hey, don't tell me, this environment and this action are a bit like a fresh and lovely girl next door.
Chen Zhe looked at her condescendingly: "You mean... I just did something wrong,"
"Not only is it wrong, you don't even understand the meaning of my words. The so-called sword intention, a more appropriate explanation is that it does not make a move, does not draw the sword, and does not use momentum, but makes the enemy retreat at a glance. That meaning makes the enemy unable to You have to have the courage to take action, understand," He Yan said softly.
Chen Zhe looked at her doubtfully: "You mean to subjugate the enemy without fighting?"
He Yan hesitated for a moment and nodded: "You can experience it for yourself. I'll go out for a while. If you want to leave, just leave by yourself."
Before Chen Zhe could speak, she walked out of the door on her own.
Looking at her slender and lonely back, a feeling arises from the bottom of my heart: It seems that He Yan will always be a lonely person. No one in this world understands her. Even if she stands in the crowd, she is still alone.
The moment she went out, Chen Zhe found that she was dry and had not received any rain.
Chen Zhe can do this if he releases his true energy, but the true energy is not inexhaustible and consumes a lot of money. This is indeed very pretentious, but it is also very stupid. A real practitioner never uses the true energy indiscriminately. Yuan.
Chen Zhe found no trace of the movement of true energy from her body.
Sure enough she would.
Sitting on the steps in front of the house, Chen Zhe thought for a long time as to why she saved him. If it was just for the Nine Heavens Royal Dao Jue, then why did she teach him the sword intention.
He had a hunch: He and people like He Yan were either enemies, and could not be friends... or lovers.
"Sigh, it's better to keep this kind of woman at a distance. It's dangerous to get too close... Of course, if you want to devote yourself to me, that's a no-brainer," Chen Zhe said to himself shamelessly, standing in the middle of the yard and trying out what He Yan taught.
This bitch is right. Qin Xin will not be in danger for the time being. If you want to save this little girl, you must beat Qin Youyang. That old man is very powerful... but he doesn't seem to dare to attack He Yan. Take action.
Thinking of the sword manual given by Master Hu, his own sword seemed to be derived from it. If Chen Zhe had not learned the sword manual, no matter how good his understanding was, Chen Zhe would not be able to use that sword.
"It turns out that that sword only teaches people how to realize Taoism. It has no sword skills in itself. Everyone will realize their own sword intention according to the sword manual. In other words, the sword I used before was realized by others. , that suddenly appeared in my mind, whose is it..."
Tianyan Daojun.
Chen Zhe nodded. As expected, it was the sword that Daojun Tianyan realized. His remnant soul influenced him. However, this kind of sword intention can only be realized by himself. He cannot use the swordsmanship of Daojun Tianyan. Already.
"You don't make a move, you don't draw your sword, you don't use momentum, but you make the enemy retreat at the first sight. That means that the enemy loses the courage to take action." After chewing He Yan's words repeatedly, Chen Zhe shook his head, there was no need to use it at all.
When he returned to the house, he found the phone and called Shen Rongrong to report that she was safe, and then went out directly.
This is the suburb of Jiangcheng City, not too far from home. I found a bus and entered the city in an hour. Along the way, Chen Zhe repeatedly felt the feeling of taking action at that time, muttering to himself He Yan If so, unfortunately I have no clue.
At this time, what he thought about was not going home, but arriving at Zhang Ruoling's villa first.
"Master, you are here," Zhang Ruoling, who was sitting in the hall, was playing chess. In front of him was the little girl Yang Rui.
Chen Zhe felt that Zhang Ruoling was hiding a secret and was probably a Go master, so he walked over and saw... He was playing military chess.
Military chess is military chess. He also played tricks and secretly took away Yang Rui's chess pieces when Yang Rui wasn't paying attention. Unfortunately, Yang Rui, who has a good memory, found out every time.
As Yang Rui took a step, Zhang Ruoling immediately held her hand: "Wait a minute, I didn't make that move just now, let's go back to the previous move..."
"Uncle..." Yang Rui pouted: "You have slowed down this game of chess a dozen times, but you can't do it this time."
"There is no regret medicine in life, wouldn't it be too boring if you can't regret playing chess," Zhang Ruoling smiled with a flattering smile on his face. Unfortunately, Yang Rui insisted not to do it. Zhang Ruoling finally moved out of his position in the sect, and finally Yang Rui I lost the sentence: "Next time I will never play chess with my uncle again,"
The little girl said hello to Chen Zhe: "Brother Chen Zhe, you are here. If you have something to do, please see your uncle, right? I'm going out to play."
She skipped away, leaving Zhang Ruoling holding her head in front of the chessboard: "Strange, how could I lose so miserably with my chess skills?"
Nonsense, Chen Zhe had been sitting next to him for less than three minutes, and he could already tell that Zhang Ruoling was playing bad chess, which was equivalent to the level of a primary school student. Chen Zhe could have played better than him.
Zhang Ruoling seemed to have just seen Chen Zhe: "Master, are you here for something?"
"Well, remember the sword manual that Hu Han gave me. I suddenly used a sword, but unfortunately I can't use it anymore..." Chen Zhe sighed, hoping that Zhang Ruoling, an old thief, could help him.
Hearing about the sword technique that Chen Zhe had mastered, Zhang Ruoling's eyes flashed with excitement. After hearing what Chen Zhe said, he shook his head and said with a smile: "The master doesn't know something, so I can only do that sword manual myself." Enlightenment, no one else would be able to intervene, maybe... maybe if I find an opportunity next time,"
Wipe it, that's not to get beaten up again.
"Then how can I make further progress in my practice? I want to defeat Qin Youyang of Tianxin Pavilion," Chen Zhe looked at him.
Zhang Ruoling smiled slightly again: "Master, although you have entered the distraction stage, Qin Youyang is a great practitioner in the Ruoxu stage. Although you are only in the same realm, you are extraordinary and he is a saint. Too much... I think you are a little impatient in your practice, which is very important. This thing must be done step by step..."
"Damn, don't talk nonsense like that." Chen Zhe grabbed the old man's neck and used it horizontally. Zhang Ruoling didn't dare to fight back. Chen Zhe directly pushed him onto the table, and the military chess pieces on it were scattered all over the floor. .
Chen Zhe glared at him: "You lied to me to be this bad leader, but it turns out that there are no magic weapons, no Taoist methods, and no beautiful women. If I want to practice, you still resist me, so why should I treat it like this? I stopped doing it long ago. "
Zhang Ruoling was not angry either, and looked at Chen Zhe calmly: "Master, I am asking you to make rapid progress in your practice now, which is a bit too hasty. Are you really willing to be the master of this world of living beings?"
Definitely not. If he couldn't heal Yuan Ying's injuries, he would be the leader.
"So what if you don't do it willingly? I'm not in front of you now," Chen Zhe glared at him.
Zhang Ruoling smiled evilly: "Master, please let go first. If you are willing to be the master, then of course I will try my best to help you, but it still takes time."
Still unable to beat the old man, Chen Zhe let go of his hand angrily.
Zhang Ruoling watched him let go and sat down on the chair: "Master, if you really want to be the master, you must know something about our world of sentient beings. Yang Rui has a book about the origin of our world of sentient beings. You can read it. look,"
"Okay, I'll go take a look when I have time," Chen Zhe said impatiently.
Zhang Ruoling smiled again and said: "You and Taoist Tianyan are destined to have an intersection, but do you know that Taoist Tianyan was also a disciple of the Tao of All Living Beings back then?"