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Chapter 639 Black Stone Stele

"Senior, this is..."

Ji Kang was about to tell his problems, but Ning Lang stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the sword."

Ji Kang respectfully handed the sword in his hand to Ning Lang.

Ning Lang stepped forward and asked, "What does the sword mean to you?"

"Weapon?" Someone answered immediately.

"is a friend."

"It's a partner."

"Ha ha……"

A group of people immediately chattered, and when the voice became noisy, Ning Lang suddenly shouted: "It's fate!"

The firm voice made everyone shut up immediately.

"The sword is my life, and the sword destroys people."

As Ning Lang said, he also started to swing the sword in his hand, it was the wind and thunder sword art that Ji Kang had just practiced!

Seeing this scene, Ji Kang's expression became dull.

"Your basic skills are already very solid, but why is it not smooth at all when you practice this set of swordsmanship? The reason is that you have not achieved the unity of mind and sword."

While dancing the sword in his hand, Ning Lang said, "If you want to practice swordsmanship well, for you now, it is nothing more than working hard in three aspects, one is swordsmanship, the other is sword intent, and the third is swordsmanship. Potential."

"I don't need to say much about swordsmanship. You practice swords all day, so you should know how to polish your swordsmanship."

"As for the sword intent, it depends on what the essence of the swordsmanship is. Since Fenglei Sword Art is named after the word "Fenglei", the essence must also be in the word "Fenglei."

Everyone was stunned when they heard it.

I was thinking in my heart, could it be that he will be able to read this Wind and Thunder Sword Art once?

is it possible?
"Wind, I don't know its shape, I don't know its source; thunder, it's huge, fast and fierce, both of them rise suddenly and stop suddenly."

While speaking, under the influence of the sword energy, Ning Lang's body was also filled with bursts of strong wind energy. Every time the long sword passed through the air, there would be sonic booms like muffled thunder.

"As long as you grasp the essence of these two points and ponder the deep meaning, even if you don't follow the original sword move, you can still exert its power."

"Therefore, compared with swordsmanship and swordsmanship, swordsmanship is superior. Don't use your efforts in the wrong direction because of small losses. Otherwise, it will be in vain to practice the sword for a long time."

"As for sword power, it depends on personal attainments."

"The word potential is illusory."

"However, when two top swordsmen of similar strength compete with each other, the loser usually loses in 'potential'."

"How to practice momentum? There is no other way, but to constantly learn from others, find your own way of swordsmanship, and use the way of swordsmanship as the base to improve step by step."

Ning Lang withdrew his long sword, and the wind stopped suddenly.

Ning Lang threw the long sword to Ji Kang's position, and the long sword was firmly inserted into the scabbard.

It was quiet for a while.

Someone couldn't help but said: "Senior, can you talk more about the sword power in detail, I... I don't quite understand it."

"come here."

Among the crowd, a disciple of One Sword Sect stepped forward.

"Draw the sword."

Then he drew his sword.

"Show me the sword."

"Ah?" The disciple was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "How dare I show my sword to my senior?"

Ning Lang reprimanded: "You don't even have the courage to draw a sword, what kind of swordsman are you?"

Hearing this, the disciple was silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and rushed towards Ning Lang's position with his sword raised.

Ning Lang didn't counterattack, but just dodged.

People around thought that Ning Lang would teach them what sword power is, but Ning Lang just hid from the beginning to the end, and kept cursing: "Are all the disciples of the Sword Sect as unbearable as you?"

"I can't even use sword moves well, so I practiced for so long for nothing?"

"Trash, what a rubbish."

"Do you know that your sword is full of flaws? If I want to take your life, you have already died countless times."

"I advise you to think that it is better not to practice swords, you are such a fool, no matter how you practice swords, it is useless."

"Stop, it's useless, your sword can't touch me."

No matter how the disciple used his sword, Ning Lang could always dodge it in the easiest way, as if Ning Lang was teasing him.

Seeing this scene, the people around felt a little sad in their hearts.

"You are a fool who practices swords, and it is a disgrace to you to have this sword hanging around your waist."

"I advise you to change your career to become a cook in the future. The way you use your sword is probably the best way to chop vegetables."

"waste."

The disciple finally couldn't take it anymore.

He was completely enraged.

His eyes turned red, and his right hand was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword. After a series of curses from Ning Lang, he finally shouted: "Shut up, shut up!!!"

"boom!"

A sword energy suddenly cut out from the long sword and fell on the ground, directly splitting the hard bluestone slab into two, and even left a gully several feet deep on the ground.

"This!"

"how can that be!"

The strength of this disciple is obvious to all the brothers around him.

Normally, it would be impossible for him to slash such a powerful sword energy.

But now!
Ning Lang lightly landed on the ground, and said with a smile: "This sword is blessed with power, so who..."

Ning Lang untied the gourd of raising swords, threw it to Ji Kang and said, "Buy me wine, and it will be delivered to my place later."

Before Ji Kang and the others could react, Ning Lang left the crowd alone and walked towards the guest room that Jianzong had prepared for him.

On the restaurant.

Huang Jiu looked at the situation in the martial arts arena and said with a smile: "I can explain the most difficult sword moves in a few words and two domains. The three of us are not as far away as others."

……

After half an hour.

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Senior, the wine is ready."

Ning Lang opened the door, took the Yangjian Gourd, and closed the door.

Ji Kang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you senior for your guidance today, it has benefited me and my fellow apprentices a lot."

Ning Lang didn't respond, and Ji Kang left after finishing speaking.

After Ning Lang took a few sips of wine, he slept peacefully all night. Early the next morning, the disciple who led Ning Lang last night came to the door again.

"Senior, the suzerain is here to invite you."

"I'll be right there."

Ning Lang wiped his face, and said to Lihuan: "You should rest here today."

Li Huan nodded and watched Ning Lang leave.

In the sword tower, the three suzerains had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Ning Lang coming, Huang Jiu said directly: "Let's go directly."

"it is good."

The four of them rushed out of the sword tower at the same time, turned into four beams of light, and swept towards the northwest.

As the distance increases, the temperature has been increasing.

When they swept to the desert area, the temperature had risen to at least [-] degrees.

You can even see traces of the air being evaporated.

Ning Lang didn't expect that there was such a place in Jianyu. After Huang Jiu and the others landed with Ning Lang, Ning Lang finally saw the black stone tablet they were talking about.

Not a piece.

But a lot of blocks.

Although it looks messy when you are in it, if you look at it from the air, you will find that the black stele is actually surrounded by a circle.

There are no words on the stele, but some irregular patterns.

"Does no one know the exact time when these steles appeared?"

"No."

"Then no one has studied it?"

"There are quite a few people who have studied him, but they couldn't find anything special about it. There were people who dug a deep pit next to it, but they didn't find the bottom of the stele after digging dozens of feet. It's like a stone monument. The mountain grows here."

"This is impossible. This stele is obviously man-made."

"Indeed, that's why I brought you here."

Dongfang Hong stepped forward and echoed: "It is said that the sword god Su Jingchun once comprehended a set of sword skills here, but it is just a rumor, no one knows whether it is true or not."

Ning Lang put his hand on the black stone tablet, and sent out a ray of spiritual energy to soak into the stone tablet to see if he could find anything, but no matter how lucky he was, the ray of spiritual energy just couldn't enter the stone tablet, as if it was blocked.

"It's useless, neither divine sense nor spiritual energy can detect the situation inside the stele."

Ning Lang let go of his hand and began to see the irregular patterns on the stele.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ning Lang didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. From morning to evening, Huang Jiu took a look at the sky, and finally said: "It's getting late, if Fellow Daoist Ning hasn't found anything yet, why don't you come back tomorrow?"

Ning Lang pulled back his thoughts, stood up and said, "The three seniors go back first, I want to see it alone."

"Uh."

"Then we'll go back first."

"Ah."

Watching the figures of the three disappear, Ning Lang put his eyes on the stone tablet, and after a while, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

……

(End of this chapter)