Chapter 9 Meditation Sword Body Like Flyingxu

Quietly thinking about the meaning of the sword, and the body is like flying catkins. This meaning is easy to understand. Although this sword is extremely sharp, it is very light. Waving this sword is as if you don't need to force it, which is also the reason why Su Yongneng always holds the blood knife to cut people.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as light as flying catkins. Is this the meaning of sword? But if the sword is like flying catkins, how can a person be like flying catkins? Anyway, a pair of skins is more than 100 catties. It's okay to urinate ten feet in the wind, but it is unlikely to go with the wind.

Su Yong sat in ** and couldn't help but be stunned. He is a modern man, not the kind of ancient scholar who can only read. He has also read some martial arts novels and later fairy fantasy masterpieces, but he is a little confused at this moment.

Many novels involve some strange skills, either profound or shallow. In contrast, the text emerging on this sword is undoubtedly a relatively shallow kind.

Unfortunately, Su Yong is a modern person with no foundation in martial arts, so he can't understand it.

If you are a martial artist with a little foundation, you may be a little sneer at the first trick of this blood knife.

Is your body like flying catkins? It's very simple. You don't need to pay attention to it at all. Because almost all martial arts scholars have the introduction of kung fu, which is the so-called light kung fu, which can be easily done like flying catkins. That is to say, as long as he is a martial arts scholar, he can directly skip this step.

But what does it mean to say this in the first step of the sword formula? Why did the swordsman who forge this sword put this formula on the body of the sword? Su Yongmo thought for a long time and couldn't know.

Just as he was sitting with a blood knife in his arms, the handle of the knife he held began to slowly get cold, and his brain was also stimulated unconsciously and gradually calmed down, and began to close his eyes to think about the deep meaning of the knife.

In his mind, in the consciousness of the soul, he also sits quietly as he is now. The difference was that the blood knife stood in front of him and turned slowly. On both sides of the blade, it is written "quiet thinking about the sword" and "the body is like flying catkins".

The self in his consciousness is also in the rotation of the blood knife, slowly entering the artistic conception presented by the blood knife.

The shape of the blood knife first appears in his mind: the extremely sharp double edge, which can even cut the breeze when it is crossed; the tip of the knife like an ear, although it lacks the sharpness of the traditional tip of the sword, there is an illusion that it pierces into the body; then there is the swallowing of the handle of the knife, and the dragon head is majestic and solemn. The dragon's mouth roars wildly, and the dragon's teeth are ferocious.

After thinking about the blood knife completely in his mind, he sighed sadly. This is simply a perfect work of art. The hilt of the sword is violent, and the tip of the sword is round. Doesn't this explain some truth?

When you want to kill, there is naturally such a violent atmosphere in your heart. But the way you use is to pierce the enemy's body and make him unconscious. What an amazing philosophy of killing.

And the extremely sharp blade on both sides is to prepare for both sides before you put out your sword.

Two-handed preparation, naturally, it is necessary to be considerate, left and right, so that you can stand undefeated.

This is the real sword.

The meditation sword written on this blood knife starts from the shape of the sword, and then from the surface to the inside.

Just as Su Yong thought about the first sentence, he suddenly felt that his body was light and couldn't help but be slightly shocked. His thoughts immediately turned in his mind and found that he had been suspended in the air, just like the blood knife, quietly suspended and slowly rotating.

At this time, the feeling is very wonderful. I am like a leaf in the wind, without any weight. At first, I need the breeze that I don't know where I came from. Gradually, I can control my body to rotate left and right, as long as I turn my mind.

When he was immersed in meditation in his mind, he gradually felt the things on his side.

For example, on the small table next to the bed, the oil lamp flame on it is being blown by the wind; on the other side, Zhao Gu is talking, Yan Qing is snoring, Sun Shangwu is grinding his teeth...

Everything around him could be seen so clearly when he closed his eyes. Su Yong couldn't help shouting strangely in his heart, but he didn't know that he had been thinking for a long time.

Being happy means that a person is already very wise, but he is almost touched.

If a person is originally very smart and often has some ideas, it means that he is very talented and profound. This kind of person can often get twice the result with half the effort, and his comprehension is also extraordinary. But this is unstable.

Unless he is open-minded. Once you open your mind, you have completely extended your wisdom root and will live in your consciousness. This rare talent has been completely fixed and has become a rare superpower.

Of course, Su Yong did not think of this at this moment. He just experienced this wonderful feeling and integrated into the continuous communication between people and swords.

After three or six rounds of rotation, he stopped with the blood knife.

As soon as his body stopped, he also felt that his body suddenly became heavy. When I opened my eyes, I was covered in sweat, and even my clothes were soaked.

He hurriedly wiped his whole body with a towel. He grabbed the knife from the bed again. As soon as he grabbed the handle, an unprecedented familiar feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

It's strange that I haven't felt this way before. He shouted secretly.

It feels very strange, just like the blood knife has been with him for many years, like a saw planer in the carpenter's hand, a kitchen knife and shovel in the chef's hand, and a musical instrument in the musician's hand. As long as you hold it in your hand, you will feel very down-to-earth and full of confidence.

As soon as I put it down, I would feel reluctant or even a little painful.

Staring at the blood-red blade for a long time, he suddenly waved his sword and pointed to the top.

With a soft sound, the cloth on the top seemed to have been thrown by the pebbles, making a little soft noise.

Su Yong couldn't believe it and stroked the sword light in front of him again, and this time he was really stunned.

I saw a light red sword light, about half a foot long, gathered in front of the tip of my blood blade.

Oh, my God! Is this... is it the sword spirit as the saying goes?

However, the virtual shadow of this sword spirit did not last long. At the moment of his astonishment, it soon dissipated.

He didn't give up and tried a few more times, but he couldn't see the virtual shadow again.

At this time, he felt that his whole body was weak, and his waist and legs were sore. He couldn't help falling on ** again and sleeping back.

Maybe I'm dazzled. How can I suddenly be so tired? He muttered before going to bed.

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"Du..." The harsh sound of the horn sounded, followed by the sound of hoofs like thunder.

Reflecting the rising sun, the snow-white silver dragon army is even more majestic.

This is not the group of reinforcements last night, but the 10,000 elite armor that has been adjusted to the state.

General Xiao Changfeng is three years older than Chu Nantian, but he looks about the same age. He was handsome, with a resolute face, and his beard on his chin was shaved clean. He looked like something called unrestrained and extraordinary.

He rode a snow-white jade rabbit horse, with a silver helmet and snow saddle on his body, coupled with a wisp of arrogance naturally emanating from his face, he could be worthy of the title of Prince Charming.

But at this moment, Su Yong and a dirty black whirlwind warrior are not very interested in him.

"What a big posture!" Su Yong touched his nose and said, "Brothers, let's go up and have a look."

A group of people responded and ran to the tower. It was the "cannon fodder" team of the 100 people last night.

Due to last night's outstanding performance, the officials in Longyi City don't seem to have much objection to him replacing Xue Dutou. And the brother in the black whirlwind simply called him "Su Dutou".

Originally, the Silver Dragon Army was the main reinforcement, and it wanted to be famous, look good, and the number of people. Who would have expected such a team of cannon fodder to steal the limelight? Xiao Changfeng was really a little unhappy.

However, everyone sees the performance of others. From top to bottom, the defenders of Dragon Wing City have a better attitude towards the Black Cyclone soldiers than the Silver Dragon Army.

Who told others to fight to the death and only play big cards? Xiao Changfeng sighed secretly, hoping that he could make a name today.

Chu Nantian is also very unhappy. Originally, this group of guys who dared to fight with the Silver Dragon Army were cannon fodder, but they just wanted to shade him. Unexpectedly, this boy was still a salted fish.

Even the 100 silver dragon soldiers who were also cannon fodder ran to Su Yong's side and talked about how powerful Su Yong was in the camp all night, like a Shura killer. In addition, the news of the previous Black Forest Campaign also spread here, and Su Yong's name was unparadoed.

So at this moment, Chu Nantian looked at Xiao Changfeng with a little heavy eyes: "Brother Xiao, this responsibility is not small. It's up to you!"

Xiao Changfeng laughed and raised the long silver gun in his hand: "Brother, don't worry, how many days can the clown jump? I'm going out of the city now to open the eyes of those buns!"

At this time, the messenger had shouted loudly, "For the last time... check the equipment!"

A banging sound is like a wave. Ten thousand silver dragon army responded: "Okay!"

The door creaked open, and Xiao Changfeng held the silver gun high: "Yanlong Changfeng, the sky and the earth are shocked! Brothers, come with me!"

"Fight!" Ten thousand elites are crazy to make peace and rush out.

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"Well, it's a good momentum!" Su Yong stood at the head of the city and squinted at the army in white and nodded.