The Transmigrator’s Cultivation Chapter 133:
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It is said that there are 10,000 sword repairs, and it is rare that there are one or two people who can understand the meaning of swords. Why?
It's not that he is ungrateful to kendo, nor is he not practicing hard, but because of the word "enlightenment", whether he fits with kendo, and whether there is such an opportunity.
Therefore, anyone who can cultivate sword intent is regarded as a person who is in harmony with the sword and has a smooth path.
The so-called sword intent, in the final analysis, is the idea contained in kendo. It is a mysterious and mysterious thing, elusive and floating. But once you have mastered the sword intent, you have mastered the assassin that can directly attack the soul.
The monks below the golden core stage have three souls and seven souls. When the sword intent comes out, the soul will be turbulent, and the soul will be scattered. Therefore, the sword repair of the sword intent can easily crush them, and people dare not have it. The slightest negligence. After the golden core period, the three souls and seven souls will all turn into the soul. At this time, the sword intent can also hurt the soul!
And the more perfect the sword intent is, the stronger the lethality.
It was just a more detailed explanation, and Yun Li never explained to Xu Ziqing again.
Xu Ziqing also understands very well that he hasn't achieved anything in swordsmanship now, so he talks about sword intent. Isn't it ridiculous? He is focused on the matter of cultivation, he is above kendo, and what he asks for is nothing more than an attacking force.
After a long period of contemplation, Xu Ziqing leaned forward and swung his sword.
He has been familiar with this trick, and now it works very well, without any hindrance. When the tactics were about to be exhausted, the sword power turned, and the "Meng Zi Jue" suddenly broke out. The sudden violent power suddenly made a crisp sound in the sword chamber.
"Pop!"
It's like air blasting, and like a seed breaking its shell, it's full of vitality and business!
Xu Ziqing closed his eyes and used his sword, turning his wrists over, like a wandering dragon, dancing with heavy blue shadows and sword shadows everywhere.
He is immersed in swordsmanship. As the sword moves continue to operate, the sword power is constantly adjusted. "Meng Zi Jue" is his realization from the Spring Rain swordsmanship. There are two kinds of swords that alternate between artistic conceptions, which are natural, but There is also a sense of surprise. Even so, there is no violation and the most flexible.
The longer he danced the sword, his mood became brighter, tireless and unwilling to stop.
This practice lasted for several days and nights. Later, when he took the sword again, he didn't need to think at all, he was already the sword moving with his heart, and he was at ease.
Ten days later, the figure in the sword room was light, and a steel-wood sword lifted lightly when swung, extremely dexterous.
The sword seems to have become a part of a person, and every time it dances, it looks so harmonious and natural.
Suddenly, the figure uttered a sharp shout: "Ha!"
His figure suddenly stopped, and the whole person stood in the middle of the sword room. The steel-wood sword spun around naturally. However, at this moment, a black light flashed on the tip of the sword, and it suddenly broke through the air. On the cliff!
"The light of swordsmanship!" Xu Ziqing took a deep breath, squeezed the steel-wood sword, his eyes were filled with joy, "I actually practiced sword light!"
Even though he knew that "Four Seasons Swordsmanship" was very suitable for him, he did not expect that he would be able to practice the first set of swordsmanship in such a short period of time!
After settling his mind, Xu Ziqing used the magic trick silently, and once again offered the "Meng Zi Jue". The power of this move is not small, it is appropriate to use it to verify this new realm of swordsmanship.
Sure enough, the steel-wood sword drew an arc in the air. At the point of the sword's tip, there was a rapid brilliance, and it hit the rock wall again, turning into bits of light debris.
Sword light cannot hurt people, but if there is no sword light, sword energy cannot be formed, let alone many subsequent realms. Therefore, this is really the first step of the most important thing, it is very difficult, and the many benefits it brings can be seen.
Xu Ziqing swung the sword several times in a row, and every time the sword light was able to burst accurately, he was also very frightened while he was overjoyed.
It's really strange, he has entered the territory too quickly, or is there something mysterious in the sword room? But apart from feeling that it was quiet and undisturbed, he didn't find anything else.
When he was wondering, the many stone walls that had just been hit by his sword light suddenly burst out with bright brilliance.
In an instant, Xu Ziqing's eyes flashed, the situation changed suddenly, and the pressure on the whole body increased sharply!
This is...
Here, it is not the bare sword room anymore, but a piece of green grass with the fragrance of birds and flowers.
Xu Ziqing can feel the lightness of the spring breeze and the gentleness of the spring sun. He walked on this piece of green grass as if he were walking on a real green grass land, and moist under his feet, very beautiful.
This is supposed to be an illusion. He concentrates and wants to get out of it with his mind.
But the next moment, he knew he was wrong.
Because in front of him, there was a vacant figure, like a breeze condensed, if there is nothing. This figure has a slender figure, a soft temperament, and a transparent long sword in his hand.
The voice of the figure is also very soft, just like this spring, soft and nice: "Make a move."
Xu Ziqing was startled: "You are..."
Could it be that this is not an illusion? Or is it another reason?
The figure said: "I am the incarnation of the Twenty-Three Sword Room in the Third Sword Hole. If you fight with me, you will survive if you win, and you will die if you lose... Do you want to fight?"
It turns out that this sword room mental incarnation is the second special feature in a sword cave.
The Wuling Immortal Gate has existed for an unknown number of years, and this sword cave has also existed for an unknown number of years.
In the beginning, it was only the first generation of sword repairers who left their own ideas, squeezed the potential of the latecomers, and put them to the test. However, for many years, there are countless disciples practicing swords in the sword room, whether they live or die, but as long as they have existed, their thoughts will remain.
For years, I don’t know how many ideas exist in the sword room. Every time a sword practicer develops a certain set of swordsmanship, he will have the opportunity to accept the test of the sword room—— Or feedback.
Since the incarnation of mind is ruthless, the monk has the right to choose whether or not to accept this feedback.
Xu Ziqing knows that with his current ability, if he can keep himself in the Zongmen Grand Competition, he needs to make great progress in these five months. He has experienced some things before, how can he realize that only life and death can make breakthroughs more and more?
In the past life, she was lingering and sick, and she died young at a young age. Xu Ziqing was afraid of death. But he also knew that if he didn't dare to fight when he was more likely to survive, then he would definitely die when he was really faced with an inescapable danger in the future!
Therefore, Xu Ziqing did not hesitate to shake his wrist and said: "Please give me your advice!"
The incarnation of the idea is a smile: "Here."
As soon as the voice fell, there was an extremely fierce sword light approaching, in the blink of an eye, it was before the center of the eyebrows!
Xu Ziqing reacted quickly, and immediately flashed away, with his arms slanted horizontally, already cutting off the sword light!
Dangerous and dangerous, but not injured.
However, under this blow, Xu Ziqing had no idea about the strength of that mind incarnation.
Its cultivation base is also in the middle stage of foundation construction, and its true element thickness is the same as Xu Ziqing. And its sword moves clearly carry the spring rain swordsmanship with the same breath as Xu Ziqing, which also emits sword light, but is different in details, and does not have the artistic conception of "Meng Zi Jue".
This is an opponent of the same level, but its swordsmanship is more subtle, and the artistic conception is also born out of the same set of swordsmanship, which makes the two of them stand up, familiar, and allows Xu Ziqing to adapt to the sword more quickly. Law fight.
I have to say that the person who made the sword hole at the beginning, was the many disciples of the Wuling Immortal Sect, and it really took great pains.
Naturally, Xu Ziqing will not miss this opportunity. For the incarnation of this idea, he doesn't need to worry about the death of the opponent if he shot too hard. Therefore, he was merciless, with a murder intent in his eyes!
Hone, this is the real one!
In this sword room, there have been many people who have also practiced the "Chunyu Swordsmanship". Therefore, the incarnation of the mind is a collection of ideas and experiences of many disciples.
It gathered the best of everyone, and then used Xu Ziqing one by one. Its heart is the heart of the sword, colder, straighter, and harder.
"Chiff--"
After the sound of cracking silk, a **** mouth appeared on Xu Ziqing's shoulder, revealing the white flesh inside.
There is a soft and gentle force invading the wound, which must blend into his flesh and blood. The thought of the sword is also like a spring rain, moisturizing things silently, and covering his whole body, damaging all of his Meridians!
This is the power of Chunyu swordsmanship. It is indeed soft and lingering, but it can be further improved. It is tarsus and cannot be expelled.
Xu Ziqing was shocked, then turned back and pointed at the place where the gentle force invaded.
However, the incarnation of the mind would not allow him to heal his wounds like this, and soon struck again. The "brushing" was three white lights, dazzling and shocking.
Xu Ziqing is fully absorbed, not daring to neglect a little bit.
While running the true essence, he went to this wound to force the force, and at the same time, he was cautious and avoided the pressure and killer moves brought by the incarnation of his mind.
After persisting in this way for a full moment, the strength was barely forced out, and Xu Ziqing spent too much time, and sweat was dripping on his forehead.
This is not a solution. Xu Ziqing thought so.
His true essence is limited, but as long as the mind incarnation is in the sword room, its power is unlimited. If there is a battle of attrition, he is absolutely incomparable.
After a sharp turn in his head, Xu Ziqing turned sideways slightly and escaped a blow. Then he closed his eyes, ignoring the burning of the sword light, leaned forward and moved quickly, approaching the incarnation of the mind in three or two steps!
"The spring grass germinates and emerges from the ground!"
Taking a long breath, Xu Ziqing only felt that his heart was smooth, and when the sword light in his palm burst, it was also extremely smooth.
When it was, a blue light flashed into the eyes of the mind incarnation.
Then the mind incarnation was covered by blue light, and the body quickly dissipated...
Successfully defeated!
Xu Ziqing breathed slowly. Although exhausted, the intense joy filled his heart and made him feel at ease.
Finally, I made progress on my own.
"Chunyu Swordsmanship" is already familiar, and there is "Xia Lei Swordsmanship" and so on.
Xu Ziqing tasted the sweetness and worked harder and didn't dare to slack in the slightest.
Xia Zhilei, fierce and violent, tempered thousands of trees and gave birth to a raging fire. The thunder and fire roared, set a prairie for thousands of miles, scorched earth everywhere, unparalleled power!
The wind of autumn is bleak and bleak, blowing thousands of trees and making the branches and leaves withered. The autumn wind is raging, everything is withered, the autumn is cold, and the killing intent is endless!
The winter snow, lonely and vast, covers ten thousand trees and freezes vitality. The winter snow is icy, hiding the breath, the world is cold, and there is no life!