Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

At the same time as Lin Chongyang spoke, Xia Chenglin and Mo Qingchi retreated to the edge of the school field tacitly, leaving the field empty for Sui Wuyuan.

As for Shan Feng, although Lin Chongyang knew its principle, except for the Ultimate Underworld Emperor, after all, he had never seen any other real thing, nor had he seen anyone use it.

Although the spear head of the Ultimate Underworld Emperor is a single point, if there is no corresponding sword intent and sword move, it is not so much a single point as a "blade".

Therefore, relying on the information in memory alone, it is really impossible to talk about how in-depth understanding and understanding can be achieved.

Especially in later generations, Shan Feng was far from Sui Wudu itself, only the shape of the weapon was the same, Lin Chongyang didn't even dare to say that he could understand it.

When the classics are passed on to the second person's ears, the deep meaning in them will change, not to mention martial arts, everyone has a different understanding.

Except for Sui Wudu himself, no one knows what the original and purest single front is like, and no one knows why a single front is a single front.

The phrase "swords and swords lead to the same goal" has already distorted the concept of Shanfeng to the limit, or in other words, in the eyes of others, Shanfeng should be like this.

"The junior will be offended."

After bowing and saluting, a standard long sword appeared in Sui Wudu's hands. Although his current cultivation is acquired, after holding the sword, his whole body's aura is completely different from before.

It was unprecedented concentration and purity, not only because of his heart, but also because of his character.

As for the sword in his hand, only one side was cut.

Lifting his right hand, the back of his finger brushed across the body of the sword, from bottom to top, stroking from the grid to the head of the sword, Lin Chongyang said:
"Speaking of which, since that day, I may not have formally held a sword for a long time. For no reason, does your sword have a name?"

Talking about the past, the cold voice can hardly hide the nostalgia and emotion in the tone, as well as the slightest loneliness.

The past is always intoxicating and nostalgic.

"The younger generation calls it Yinfeng." After grasping the sword, Wudu's tone became calm.

"Is it Yinfeng? You don't want to be strong, you just want to be at the top of the sword, be kind and courteous, punish evil but don't kill easily."

Just relying on swords and people, Lin Chongyang can see a lot, but he also knows that with his unprovoked mind, he doesn't actually think so much.

Yu Sui said for no reason that everything in the world can be done with a righteous heart.

"Actually, this junior didn't think about it so much. It's just that I have been studying the way of swords on weekdays. The reason for cutting the sword on one side is to prevent accidentally injuring my fellow disciples during the sparring."

The facts are indeed as Lin Chongyang thought, the Yinfeng in Sui Wuduan's hand is to serve his sword heart, not to deliberately pursue the special shape of the sword.

On this point, he and Lin Chongyang are actually the same, they both go up from the shape of their own heart and down from the shape of the sword.

It can be seen from this that the most suitable for Wuyuan is actually the path he has walked, pure mind, pure sword realm, if he has not been involved in the Mieyi incident, his future achievements in the sword will be inevitable. not low.

It's a pity, because thousands of years of time have been wasted, everything has gone in a different direction, especially after taking over the Qiongxiao Piming Sword, he has gone astray in his own way of swordsmanship instead.

Because compared to its pure sword realm, the myriad sword souls in Qiongxiao Piming Sword are too complicated.

"Ha~ very good, very good."

The admiration in his tone was undisguised, Lin Chongyang grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and pulled the blue sword from the ground:
"Although this sword is not my original matching sword, it is also a gift from an old friend in the past. It is called, Cang Shu Cha Sun."

When the sword is raised, the holy scriptures appear, and with a sword chant, the holy scriptures reappear in front of the eyes, which is called "Book of Rites University".

Its texture is neither gold nor jade, and its sharpness is restrained, making it hard to tell whether what you see in front of you is a sword or a classic.

"The younger generation is unreasonable, please recruit."

He saw the sharp edge showing its brilliance, and he dismissed his miscellaneous worries for no reason, the sword moved with his heart, and took the lead in making moves.

"Please."

Before the words fell, Cang Shu moved at the same time day by day, a simple strike of the sword blocked all the escape routes of Sui Wuyuan, making him only fight with all his strength.

The first move is a tentative move, it is Lin Chongyang's desire to understand the profound and unprovoked sword.

clang!
When the swords clashed, Xi Wuyuan felt the hand holding the sword go numb, and Yin Feng almost lost his hand because of it. This was the first time he had seen such a sword weapon.

Not to mention the virtues and ancient ways of the Cangshu Chasing the Sun, not even the Confucianism in the entire affliction, or even the entire affliction, can't find a few similar ones.

Because what it represents is giving up the flexibility of the sword. In this world, very few people would choose to erase their own advantages. As far as Lin Chongyang knows of swords, there is only one Tairuo Mountain Sword, which is of a similar shape.

One move failed, but Sui drew his sword back for no reason, then reorganized his offensive, and advanced again with a hidden front in his hand.

"The sword of Confucianism is always more courteous, your heart is pure and kind, so the sword is like its master.

However, there are mostly swords for killing in the world. Once the two sides fight, there is always only winning or losing, nothing else.

Just like the things in the rivers and lakes, the winner lives and the loser dies. "

At the same time as he speaks, Lin Chongyang hides his benevolence in his heart, acts kindly, and moves the sword in his hand according to his heart.

Every move is a killing move, but without the slightest killing intent, every move is expected to be the enemy's first move, and there is more room for three points.

As the swords clashed continuously, Suiwu felt a very strange, or strange feeling, welling up in his heart.

The world of mortals is full of life, evolving into various forms of the world, covering thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and presenting it in front of you.

A dedicated heart absorbs the essence of benevolence and kindness, and strives to achieve the ultimate and pure way of swordsmanship, in order to achieve the highest level of swordsmanship.

"The way of a university is to be virtuous, to be close to the people, and to be good.

Knowing stop and then having steadiness, steadiness and then being able to be calm, being still and then being able to be at ease, being at peace and then being able to worry, and then being able to gain after thinking. "

Cangshu is like a writing brush in Lin Chongyang's hands day by day, swipe ink, dismantling moves and breaking styles, instructing the motivated young man, but did not teach him specific moves, only a few classics, or in other words, the general outline.

Specifically which ones have been taken, which ones have been discarded, and even how much of the essence can be understood, all depends on Sui Wuyuan himself.

As for the two who watched the battle from the sidelines, as Lin Chongyang's personal heir, Xia Chenglin, the seven-certified Confucian sword, is naturally familiar with it, but he has never used it; Personal ability.

Lin Chongyang never worried about his martial arts being deciphered. Even if he couldn't talk about giving away casually, he would still send out a lot of gifts. He has such strength and confidence.

Bang!

After a hundred moves, there was a crisp sound, but it was difficult for Yin Feng in Xi Wupro's hand to hold on anymore, and he broke in response to the sound.

But Xi Wuyuan seemed indifferent, even though Lin Chongyang had withdrawn, he still held the broken sword in his hand and swung it freely on the spot.

"Looking at the situation, you shouldn't be able to wake up for a while."

Putting away the sword, Lin Chongyang walked to the edge of the school field and said to Xia Chenglin:
"Cheng Lin, after the unprovoked epiphany is over, please help me tell him that it was my fault to break his sword.

When he breaks through to the innate realm, I will take him to find Sigong, and ask Sigong to help him customize a sword for him.

I've got things to attend to, and I can't wait here until he wakes up from his epiphany. "