Xuan Meng met the young man in gray and black clothes, and a sword that dominated the world came from the sword. Although Xuan Meng was not surprised, the expression on his face was indeed shocked. At this moment, he was just staying in his body.
The inner consciousness cannot change the past.
"The past cannot be changed." The sound from somewhere came into Meishu's ears, and Meishu was shocked. Why did this person fall into the illusion but could make a sound?
In the illusion, Xuan Meng was slashed away by a knife, vomiting blood from his mouth, and his unwilling expression in his eyes was extremely strong. Every genius would not be willing to have someone more genius than himself. This unwillingness is a force!
A perseverance that makes geniuses more genius.
"Although these scenes are the deepest part of my heart and the most painful secret!" Xuanmeng's voice came from the illusion again, and a trace of fear flashed in Meishu's eyes, because in front of her, Xuanmeng was standing there all the time.
In the ring, the mouth is not open and the eyes are not open, but the sound is made.
"But, this pain in my heart is a...sword intent in my heart! The sharpest, sharp and unbreakable sword intent, I am no longer the me of the past!" Xuan Mengming opened his eyes suddenly.
A sword intent turned into countless sharp long swords, cutting through the sky, instantly shooting into Meishu's soul. Meishu was shocked. These countless sword intents did not stab her vitals, but a kind of fear,
Meishu couldn't move anymore. The moment Xuan Meng opened her eyes, the illusion in her mind was shattered. She was not the appearance of the past scenes, but the reality in front of her.
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"Senior, what is the sword intent?" asked a handsome young man.
"Sword Intent? That is one part of the essence of swordsmanship, nine parts of persistence. The deeper the persistence, the stronger the sword intent, the sharper the sharper, the more unbreakable it is!" A middle-aged man with eyes as the sun and the moon, and like the starry sky smiled.
"But, I heard from the master that the sword intent is born for the sword. When the sword is intent, when the sword is intent, it is the sword intent. How could it be persistent?" The young man frowned, puzzled.
"That's right, some people's sword intention is in the essence, which is the marrow of the sword. This kind of sword intention is exquisite, mysterious, and endless! But no matter how mysterious the sword technique is, it has flaws, and the sword intention will also have it. I
The sword intent mentioned is based on persistence. The sword marrow is just the surface of the sword intent skin, and the inside and outside are persistence!" The old man looked at the young man and smiled again.
"A* will finally understand what I said, the sword intent should be like! My sword intent is persistence." The old man stared at the young man and smiled.
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The scenes of the past, and then returned to my eyes, Xuan Meng's mouth was filled with a smile from the bottom of her heart, and she murmured, "Senior, at this moment, I finally understand what my sword intent should be. Everyone's sword intent will be different.
, My sword intent is the glory of persistence deep in my heart!”
After the words came, Xuan Meng's eyes narrowed, her body was like a sword, and she waved her hand over Meishu's body. Her hands were like a sword. Meishu's eyes were horrified, and she slowly lost her mind, and her body turned into two halves.
"His sword intent has broken through again!" Ming raised his eyebrows.
"That's good. At a young age, he can understand the sword intent to the point where "sword is kept from the heart." A mentor nodded, as if he was very satisfied with Xuan Meng.
"Swords are born from the heart?" a middle-aged mentor next to him said in confusion.
"Oh~ You are the mentor and the sword-user, but you are only at the point of "firm and solidity" of the sword-intention, which is much worse than that boy?" The old man sighed.
"Please tell me your senior brother?" the man clasped his fists.
"Sword intent is divided into two types. One is to cultivate swords. The stronger the sword technique, the stronger the intention, and the most people practice this path. The other is to cultivate the mind, and the latter is to cultivate the mind as the main sword technique as the auxiliary sword technique, and the heart reaches the heart
The will will advance. This path is very difficult. Most people are not strong in their minds and nature, but are influenced by the sword intent, which distorts their temperament!" said the old man.
"What does the senior brother mean when he said that "sword is born from the heart"?" the man asked again.
"The sword is born from the heart, but it is just a stage for the practitioner to practice sword intent. It is to entrust everything in everyone's heart to the sword to form sword intent. To do this, you must be a person who is attached to the sword intent."
road.
"What is the current level of senior brother?" the man asked with a smile.
"The sword is like a rock." The old man smiled.
"Swords are like rocks?" The man frowned. Although he was capable, he had never heard of these things.
"You are still far from that. I will soon reach that level in the future and talk to you." The old man gave the man a blank look and moved his eyes back to the ring again.
"Sword Intention." Mingqi said in his heart, "The sword intent has never been realized."
"Yi... Yuewu has no intention and cannot master the essence." Ming Qi murmured to himself. Although Yuewu is incomplete, even if this skill masters the existing part, it is enough to improve Ming Qi's strength by a large margin. However, Yue Yue
Dance requires sword intent and understanding sword intent in order to understand the essence of it.
"Don't worry, why do you understand the power of heaven and earth? It's not just to be able to integrate the power into the attack and improve the power of energy control skills. The path of sword intent you want to take is different from them, and this is the world, with the perception of heaven and earth.
, Transforming the sword intention is the highest way. If this is not the case, then the power of water and fire is not enough." "Mingqi" said solemnly.
"Why?" Ming Qi asked, but the use of water and fire has brought many advantages to this day.
"How many times can a river be divided? If it is divided by a hundred times, it will be weak and inconspicuous. The same person's soul power will eventually show its mind. How much can a pair of pupils carry? What if there are too many mixed things?" said 'Mingqi'.
"It's hard to achieve anything." Ming Qi said.
"Well, it's not the moment when you're adding the power of water and fire to the sword. First, your sword technique has not reached the level of perfection, second, the power of water and fire is still weak. If you want the power of sword to exceed others, this first step,
We must steadily take this to others to take more steps." "Mingqi" said.
"In this way, after discussing martial arts, I will go to the Beicanghai and comprehend the momentum of the sea tide." Mingqi made a secret decision in his heart.
"If this happens, it will be a transformation." A hint of excitement flashed in Mingqi's eyes.
As I thought and asked, the third round of martial arts discussion ended, and the word "Martial Arts discussion" in the sky expanded several times again.
"Hehe, there was an interesting aura just now. I wonder who was emitting it?" A space in the center of the word "On Wu" in the sky, actually swallowed the word "On Wu".
The ragged old beggar appeared in the sky with his worn jar.
This person's eyes were still hazy, as if there was endless fog in his eyes, and his eyes swept towards everyone below.
"It's you?" The old man stared at Xuan Meng, and a trace of misty light burst through his eyes, but it quickly turned back into a misty.
I saw Xuan Meng's body appearing in front of the old man.
"What a pity, what a pity! He is a sword practitioner." The old man sighed twice and looked regretful.
Fifty-eight mentors were still sitting on the stone pedestal, ignoring the old man's appearance.
"Wait, there is one, there is one, hahaha." He suddenly laughed wildly as he looked at him.
Then his eyes swept across the sky. The gray-haired man led by the disciples of the Tribulation City was moved to the sky by one of his eyes. Xuan Meng glanced at the gray-haired man beside him and sank away. The old man seemed to be tempted to him.
Without interest, there is no difficulty.
"I'd like to worship me as my teacher!" the old man smiled.
"I don't want to, I have already learned from the disaster." The gray-haired man looked solemn. The old man's eyes were covered in mist as he spoke, and his heart trembled. It was a knife intent, a sword intent that was truly domineering, a sword intent, a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave of a wave
The sword intent that makes people tremble! ...............