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Chapter 405 Died in silence...

The next day.

early morning.

Xiao He and Nangong Wan did not find Yang Ye in Chuan Gong Hall, they looked at each other, and then left Chuan Gong Hall directly.

"I haven't seen Yang Ye for a day, did something happen?"

Nangong Wan said and walked directly down the mountain, Xiao He thought for a while, "Let's go to his accommodation and have a look, it might be delayed by something."

Thinking in this way, the two went directly to the foot of the mountain and found Yang Ye's residence. Xiao He walked out first and knocked on the door.

"Yang Ye, it's me."

Xiao He knocked on the door but got no response, there was no sound in the room, and then Xiao He knocked on the door again.

But still no response.

This time, Xiao He became anxious, but there was a formation on the door, and the rest of the disciples were not allowed to break into other people's residences directly, this was considered a violation of the door rules.

So Xiao He could only shout outside the door, and the two of them didn't get a response from Yang Ye until half an hour later.

There was no other way, Nangong Wan could only leave a letter for Yang Ye and put it in front of the door, and then left with Xiao He.

……

into the night.

On a hidden mountain peak, Yang Ye sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at the dead silent mountains and rivers under the night.

"Being beaten?"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind Yang Ye.

Yang Ye turned his head when he heard the words, and saw that the person who came was a man in a black robe and a mask, "Master?"

Yang Ye got up slowly as he spoke, but the severe pain in his abdomen gave him a pause.

The visitor looked at Yang Ye, "Why didn't you fight back?"

Yang Ye lowered his head, "It's useless to fight back when you know you're invincible. It's better not to do anything than to increase the scars. Anyway, they will leave naturally after they feel bored."

The black-robed man slowly came to Yang Ye's side, "Are you afraid of death?"

Yang Ye nodded, "I'm afraid."

"Are you soft-hearted when you see blood?"

The black-robed man asked again, Yang Ye just nodded his head like his previous answer, "Be soft-hearted."

"waste."

The man in the black robe also came to the edge of the cliff, "But people are like this, sometimes they are extremely fragile, and sometimes they are extremely strong."

"Strong people always have something to rely on, and weak people always have nothing to rely on, so people can't live without relying on something."

"Some people rely on strength, some rely on power, some rely on wealth, some rely on appearance, some rely on friends, some rely on relatives, and some have nothing, so they make mistakes, let themselves fall, and become demons with one thought."

"If you were given one to rely on, what would you most want to rely on?"

Yang Ye did not hesitate, but replied decisively: "Myself."

Hearing this, the man in black grinned, "That's a pretty good answer, but do you know why you can't cultivate the Void Spirit Root?"

Yang Ye thought for a while, "Because the ethereal root is the body lacking in the sky, there is a big hole in the spiritual sea. No matter how you gather the spiritual energy, it will be a waste of water."

The black-robed man shook his head, "You only mentioned one thing. The Kongling root was mutated from the Tianling root. In the ancient times, there were many Kongling roots, but at that time, the Kongling root was considered to be stronger than the Tianling root." root."

"This is because the spiritual sea of ​​the Kong Linggen is much larger than that of the Tianlinggen, and the speed at which it absorbs spiritual energy is also the same, which is a level that the Tianlinggen is far beyond the reach of."

"The reason why the Kongling root cannot be cultivated in today's era is actually because of the lack of a kind of genius and treasure. This is the main reason why the Kongling root cannot be cultivated in this era."

Yang Ye was stunned for a moment, "Treasure of genius?"

The man in black nodded, "As a teacher, let me ask you, what should I do if there is a hole in the sky?"

Yang Ye thought for a while, "Block it?"

The black-robed man turned his head, "Isn't the same with the Ethereal Root? If the clothes are torn, they should be sewn up, if there are shortcomings, they should be repaired, and if there are holes, they should be plugged."

Yang Ye was stunned for a moment, "But, Linghai can be seen but not touched, how should I block it?"

Hearing the words, the man in black slowly raised his right hand, and saw a colorless crystal suddenly emerge from his palm, "This is the way to mend."

After the black-robed man finished speaking, he immediately stretched out his right hand and slapped the colorless crystal into Yang Ye's abdomen!
Then he saw his palm turn around Yang Ye's abdomen, as if dispelling some invisible thing.

Yang Ye only felt a warm current in his abdomen slowly spreading.

"Master, this is?"

The black-robed man didn't say much, but slowly stretched out his right hand, "It's almost there, try to absorb the spiritual energy."

Yang Ye didn't hesitate when he heard the words, he just sat down cross-legged and began to continuously transform the spiritual energy in his body, and didn't stop until half a quarter of an hour later.

"The spiritual energy is still collapsing, but the speed of collapsing has slowed down, at least ten times slower than before."

The man in black didn't change his face when he heard the words, "This is just the beginning, don't stand still, stand up."

Yang Ye quickly stood up, and saw that the man in black suddenly threw an iron sword. There was no charm on it, it was just an ordinary iron sword that couldn't be more ordinary.

Afterwards, the man in black also took out an iron sword.

"What do you think is the true meaning of the way of the sword?"

Yang Ye thought for a while, "A move?"

The man in black shook his head, "Wrong, big mistake, the true meaning of the way of swordsmanship is actually only three words, fast, ruthless, and accurate, no matter whether you are immortal or ordinary, as long as you practice these three words to the extreme, you will be able to excel in the way of swordsmanship." Reaching the pinnacle."

"Today's world is the world of sword cultivators. One sword is fast and one step is fast, and only one step ahead of others can always take the lead."

Yang Ye thought for a while, "How fast?"

Hearing the words, the man in black slowly raised the sword in his hand, and then struck the sword instantly. At that moment, Yang Ye only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he didn't even see a shadow.

In his opinion, the sword in the black-robed man's hand didn't move an inch at all.

Boom! ! !

But at this moment, a monstrous loud noise suddenly came from in front of him. Yang Ye widened his eyes, and saw the endless mountains in the distance cut in half by a sword!
Seeing this, the man in black slowly withdrew his sword, "If you want to be fast, you must first understand that there is no fastest in this world, only faster."

"There is no limit to speed, the wind is silent, but the human eye can catch it, the light has no shadow, and the human eye cannot see it. Ordinary people regard it as the extreme of swordsmanship, and think that the speed that can surpass light is the fastest speed."

"But you don't have to go to this point, you just need to be faster than your own shadow, and that's enough."

faster than its own shadow?

Yang Ye's eyes widened. As the saying goes, like a shadow follows you, no matter how fast you are, your shadow will always follow you.

So surpassing the shadow is simply impossible.

The man in black raised his sword, "I have been searching for the way of swordsmanship under the moon for a hundred years as a teacher, and there is no one in this world whose sword is one step faster than mine, so I will practice against my own shadow."

"Through this, I realized the fastest sword technique in the world, Shadow Chasing Sword Art."

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(End of this chapter)