Chapter 203 Swordsmanship

After sitting on the ground without image and gasping for a long time, Luo Yuchen took a breath of relief. The terrible feeling that every muscle and every bone on his body was "raged protest" slowly dissipated, but it still made him feel sore and tired.

"Pup, bang..." The crisp applause suddenly sounded, which woke Luo Yuchen up. He turned his head with difficulty and saw Jiu Mozhi standing at the mouth of his cave with a smile and looked this way from afar: "It seems that the little monk must admit that he is out of sight. Little brother, you are not only talented in martial arts, At the same time, it is also a deep seed of wisdom, and I have a good relationship with Buddhism!"

"Don't..., cough..." As soon as he opened his mouth, Luo Yuchen felt that not only the muscles on his cheeks were extremely stiff, but even the teeth full of his mouth were extremely sore, which was a manifestation of great shock and fluctuation of qi and blood. Only then did Luo Yuchen realize how much he had paid for the "shocking sword" just now.

"Ha ha, little brother, you don't have to be modest. If you don't have Huigen, it is so possible that you have mastered the essence of Dharma swordsmanship in just a few hours? Oh, by the way, the little monk is related to many scenic spots and ancient temples and the great virtues. If the little brother is interested..." After a few dry coughs, he finally spoke fluently. Luo Yuchen quickly shook his head and said clearly, "The master's praise. The next six are unclean, and at the same time, I am also quite greedy for this secular world, and I don't want to become a monk!"

"Oh? What a pity!" Jiu Mozhi shook his head and said with regret, "In fact, in the world, all kinds of prosperity are just passing clouds and smoke, benefactor,

"Stop! King Ming, you don't have to say more." Luo Yuchen waved his hand, interrupted Jiu Mozhi's nagging, and counterattacked sharply, "Even with the great virtue of King Ming, he is still obsessed with martial arts. Can't you extricate himself?" Jiu Mozhi stagnated slightly and no longer persuaded him: "Well, everyone has their own aspirations and can't be forced!"

"However, when it comes to martial arts, the monk can't help but persuade you. Little brother, the way of martial arts should not only be brave and diligent, but also step by step. This Dharma swordsmanship is still too burdensome for your current cultivation. Whether it is practice or used against the enemy, the little brother should be cautious..."

Halfway through the words, Jiu Mozhi suddenly stopped, and his eyes flashed. Without waiting for Luo Yuchen to respond, he turned back directly. Luo Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief and slowly got up. He struggled to take back the long sword, which usually seemed to be extremely light, and then took off the broad leaves on the tip of the sword and put it back to its sheath. However, as soon as his left hand touched the broad leaf, he immediately paused. At the same time, his face also showed an extremely strange look...

In shock, the soreness and discomfort on his body were subconsciously ignored by him. Luo Yuchen quickly took back the broad leaf and came to his eyes to observe it carefully. Soon, he found what he expected - in the middle of the broad leaves, the edge of the hole pierced by the tip of the sword, as if it had been roasted by fire, and another small circle of irregular burn marks.

At the same time, a large area outside the scorching black marks also shows signs of dryness and dehydration to varying degrees. And all these clues add up to a conclusion that was far beyond Luo Yuchen's expectation, but at the same time made him have to believe: "This is really the effect of the 'Tianlei' sword!"

Indeed, the scorched black marks on the broad leaves are also dry and dehydrated, which is the phenomenon of being eroded by the power of thunder. This situation can be said to be very familiar in Luo Yuchen's previous life, but now at this time, it still scares Luo Yuchen!

If divided by external performance, the cultivation of kendo, from low to high, can be represented by "sword spirit", "sword light" and "sword meaning". As long as you have talent and opportunity, you can cultivate sword spirit at the four-star level, and after reaching the innate realm, sword spirit can be condensed into a tangible and qualitative sword awn.

Finally, only when you cultivate to the peak of the innate sky can you have the opportunity to feel the meaning of the sword, so as to achieve the real "unity of heaven and man", and even take this opportunity to transcend the innate realm! In his previous life, Luo Yuchen also stayed at the innate peak for a long time. Only by chance did he understand the meaning of "Tianlei" sword, so he stood out from countless players: "However, I have just practiced to the six-star realm now, and there is still a long way to go from the innate. How can it be now? Did you get the sword?"

Carefully recall the scene when I understood the meaning of sword in my previous life, and then carefully compared it with the situation of practicing Dharma swordsmanship just now. I have to admit that there are indeed many amazing similarities in these two experiences. After ponding for a long time, Luo Yuchen finally nodded as if he had something to understand: "In the previous life, someone said that the heart is not distracted and the heart is refined, which may resonate with the way of heaven and earth, so as to have a certain chance to understand the mysterious sword meaning. Isn't that what I just did? In the previous life, many people were stunned by this mysterious and mysterious words. Unexpectedly, the words were so simple..."

He shook his head with a wry smile, but Luo Yuchen remembered another question: "Well, so, the reason why this Dharma swordsmanship can break through such a great reputation is that it is a peerless swordsmanship that may trigger swordsmanship? So, what kind of sword intention did I just stir?

People often say the word "thunder" together, but in fact, "thunder" and "lightning" are actually two different things. And the "Tianlei Jianyi" that Luo Yuchen understood in his previous life is only powerful and inspiring, and at the same time, it also has a little insignificant electric burning effect.

However, the sword just now is like a real thunder and lightning, far beyond Luo Yuchen's own limit, and such a speed is obviously not the effect of the thunder sword! Therefore, Luo Yuchen inferred with certainty that he must have practiced the sword meaning of Dharma swordsmanship just now, and then he took the opportunity to trigger the sword meaning of Tianlei, which had already understood in his previous life. The two sword meanings worked together, which led to the current result.

"Well, I've just wanted to wave the fastest sword. Is the sword meaning of this Dharma swordsmanship related to speed?" After thinking about it for a while, Luo Yuchen came to such a seemingly more reliable conclusion. Then, he shook his head and stopped drilling the horns - after all, whether it is the Buddhist thought or the principle of sword, he knows very little about it, and it is still a matter of great importance. He can't ask for his wisdom, so that's all he can do...

In the previous "shocking sword", Luo Yuchen not only consumed most of his true spirit and spirit, but also brought a lot of damage to his body. True qi and spirit are easy to recover, but in the body, the comprehensive damage of muscles, meridians and even bone organs is not so easy to recover.

"It's really something beyond ordinary imagination. It only triggered such a trace of swordsmanship, which almost scattered my body. Moreover, if the fallen leaf comes a little later and let me accumulate a little more strength, I'm afraid..." Withdrawing from the state of inner vision, Luo Yuchen's face became much darker: "I'm afraid that this dark wound will not heal in ten days and a half months. During this period, my strength should at least be right. Fold..., no, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, otherwise, let Jiu Mozhi see the clue, it will be troublesome!"

Looking up and looking out, the light outside the cave has become very dim. According to past experience, Luo Yuchen knows that it should be dusk now. He was no longer in a hurry to practice, but took out a huge burden from the corner and took out a small stack of paper full of small regular script.

After a simple look, Luo Yuchen separated the stack of paper from it, carried out the true air, and kneaded half of it into countless small confetti. Then, he placed the remaining half in the middle of the cave, on the flat bluestone board used as a table, and pressed it with a stone. After doing all this, Luo Yuchen carried the burden on his back and tiptoed out...

In the morning, Jiu Mozhi finally woke up from his closed meditation. He saw a flash of light in his eyes and pointed forward casually. After a soft sound, an invisible sword spirit shot out of the middle finger of his right hand, silently leaving a deep on a hard bluestone at the mouth of the cave. Deep sword marks - in fact, on this bluestone, the sword marks have been tired for a long time...

"Okay, it only took a day to 'Zhongjian' all the way. It seems that the things I summarized before are correct!" After nodding with satisfaction, Jiu Mozhi also rarely felt a period of sleepiness: "Well, since I have figured out the rules in it, the next three-way swordsmanship should get twice the result with half the effort. It's better to take a break first, refresh his spirit, and then let Naluo Wufeng use the remaining three-way swordsmanship. Let's talk about it, and I'll practice them all again!"

After made up his mind, Jiu Mozhi habitually glanced out, and then closed his eyes and prepared to meditate. However, after a few minutes, he jumped up on fire: "No, the sun is about to come out. Why hasn't Luo started morning exercise today?" After rushing out of the cave with a green face, Jiu Mozhi soon found that there was no sound in Luo Yuchen's cave! At present, he couldn't take care of anything and rushed straight into Luo Yuchen's cave...

A moment later, Jiu Mozhi came out of the cave with a slightly wry smile, but in his hand, he carefully held a small pile of white paper full of handwriting: "Oh, after all, I can't fight this cunning boy..."