Chapter 163 My chest is a little itchy

"Master, are they true..." Jianying asked blankly.

"The journey of cultivation does not only depend on your beginning, but on how far you can go in the future, and I'm sure you will go further than them." Jian Lingyun smiled and patted him on the shoulder and waved his hand to others to retreat.

Returning to the cave, Jian Lingyun said to the imaginary sword shadow; "Our school, called Xingchen Kendo, is to connect the stars of the universe to absorb various artistic conceptions to condense their sword body. Among them, there are three kinds of products: the lower grade, the middle grade, the top grade, and there are three sacred products, but this sacred product is extremely Rare."

Jianying's mind was dizzy and frowned and said, "So what kind of sword body is mine?"

Jian Lingyun sighed; "This kind of sword body is not easy to divide. Since the creation of this skill, the founder of our Xingchen Kendo School, no one can practice it, and they don't know the power of it, but everyone guesses that it has to be top-class... And this sword body is different from other sword bodies. It is okay to absorb the artistic conception in the stars, but this kind of surface needs to directly absorb the star body to condense the sword body. In this alone, I don't know how many people's bodies have been smashed.

Jianying touched his body and said, "The disciple's body is fine. That day, he was shot by a black bear in the mountain and was not even shot to death, hehe..."

"Apprentice, you have to remember what I just said. No matter how good the start is, it doesn't represent anything. The future is the most important." Jian Lingyun sighed for a while and remembered that when he first started, he was not praised as the first of the younger generation, but now he still can't turn over!

Jian Lingyun didn't seem to understand the sword shadow and didn't pay attention to him. This condensation of the sword body is just the first step. The second step is to use the soul to fuse the sword body, so that the sword body can be better controlled and maintained. Otherwise, you will not be able to maintain the sword shape with a gentle pat like me just now. This step, in the realm of monition, is called the divine realm!"

he shen jing? What is the soul? Jianying said doubtfully.

"The soul is your thinking, your feelings, your memory, your cognition, and so on. Only when your soul and the condensed sword body are perfectly integrated, this is the divine realm." Jian Lingyun answered patiently.

The sword shadow tried his best to think around him, but he always couldn't figure out the reason, so he turned his body into a slender thin sword, trembled slightly in the air, and angrily thought that he wanted to completely cover the whole body of the sword.

"Don't worry, you can slowly understand here. In your spare time, you can turn into a sword shape and absorb the energy of heaven and earth in the air to protect the sword body!" After Jian Lingyun's instructions, he walked out of the cave alone.

There was only one sword shadow left in the hole, but it was more casual than just now. Without the sense of restraint of the master in front of him, he finally completely integrated his thoughts with the sword body. At this moment, the sword was occupied by the thoughts of the sword shadow from top to bottom and from left to right. It was not like before. Once it turned into a sword shape, it only Being trapped on the hilt of the sword is like a person flying with this sword, which is not as flexible as this time.

"Brother Jianying, come out!"

At this time, a call suddenly came from outside the cave, which immediately shocked that the sword shadow could not maintain the shape of the sword body and fell from the air to the ground with a plop.

"Are you looking for me?" Jianying walked out of the cave and saw several teenagers standing outside, all of whom were smiling and whispering to him.

"Brother Jianying, we know that you are late and a little old, so you may not be familiar with it on the road of cultivation, so we want to play with you more and help you deepen those insights." One of the round-faced teenager said to him with a pure smile.

"This is also a good thing, but will it bother you too much?" Jianying was embarrassed to say.

"What's the trouble? We are all fellow brothers, and we will have a long time to practice together in the future. Just take this opportunity to learn more about it. The round-faced teenager said.

"Well, that's right. I don't know how my brother is going to help me?" Jianying looked at the teenager with a giggle, and there was a faint white mark on the corners of his mouth, which made everyone feel disgusted and shook their heads slightly next to him.

"Brother, please come with us. There is an open space not far ahead, which can be used to compete with our brothers." After saying that, the round-faced teenager took the lead in turning into a dagger and walked through the air, floating there. The other teenagers also turned into several sharp swords of different styles and stopped behind the dagger.

"Brother, come on, we'll just wait for you." The shout of the round-faced teenager came from the dagger.

"Brothers, wait a minute, I have to brew more..."

When these sharp swords in mid-air heard the words of the sword shadow, they trembled slightly and said nothing more.

The shadow of the sword on the ground was half squatting there, his eyes were round, his mouth was clenched, his hands were clenched on his legs, and he looked anxious and relaxed, and several sharp swords above sounded a slight sound of swords...

After a while, the sword shadow finally shouted loudly and jumped clumsily into the air. His body twisted in an instant and turned into the thin sword. Under the sunlight, it was even more like nothing. It poked up fiercely and flew straight up through a big tree. While flying, he heard the shadow of the sword shouting in the sky; "Save Life..."

The swords had no choice but to follow the thin sword to fly to the sky, and finally found it in a white cloud. It turned out that the thin sword flew back and forth in this large white cloud and turned around.

......

Everything was thrilling, and Jianying finally flew to the destination under the leadership of several brothers.

"You stupid boy has taken a lot of advantage of joining our Xingchen Kendo. Other sects have to have the realm of cultivation to control the spiritual weapon. As long as our Xingchen Kendo is condensed into a sword body, it will be fine. Although some people are stupid and inevitably have some dangers, they are still much stronger than other sects. Standing on the ground, the round-faced teenager patted Jianying on the shoulder.

"Hehe, hehe..."

“......”

"Sword 79, go up and compare with him. Remember not to hurt the sword shadow brother, but you can't help but show your real skills!" The round-faced teenager said.

"Yes, brother!" A sharp-faced teenager stood in front of the sword shadow with an evil smile.

"Brother, what we are going to teach you today is the skills of this imperial sword body. You have to learn it well!" This sword seventy-nine is solemn.

"Hmm!" When the sword shadow arrived, he clenched his fist and was ready to start a close fight with him.

“......”

"Brother, condense the sword body first!" The round-faced teenager smiled.

"Oh!"

The sword shadow was absorbed this time, but it was a step faster than before. Under the last shout, it condensed into a thin sword and was about to fly to the sword seventy-nine in front of it.

"Brother, you are a little insidious, but it's okay, it's my favorite style!" Sword 79 smiled, gently dodged the sword, condensed his body into a sharp sword, trembled in place, and stabbed it quickly.

This sword, like a phantom, disappeared in place, and when it appeared again, it had stabbed into the body of the thin sword.

Ding!

A crisp stabbing sound came, and the shadow of the sword hummed slightly and fell to the ground from mid-air. His hands gently rubbed in front of his chest, which seemed to be very painful.

"Brother, this can't be done, but I just can't stand this?" The seventy-nine-human shape of the sword came to him and laughed.

"Brother, please wait for me. Mine is a little itchy. Let's try again after I catch it." Jianying's right hand grasped the injured part heavily.

"You!" There is a burst of red and white on the seventy-nine sides of the sword, buzzing! The ground turned into a sharp sword and flew in front of Chen Ying.

"Brother, quickly appeared the sword body so that you can continue to compete with me. I will not let you down this time!" Sword 17 is vicious.

"Yes, my body is indeed a little hard. Brother, you must use all your strength, otherwise you may not be able to hurt me. I heard from my master that this person can only grow faster by experiencing more pain!" The shadow of the sword is solemn.