"The realm of sword cultivation, the lowest level is the realm of imperial soldiers, and it is also the realm where most sword cultivators are located, and you are the same now. In the Imperial Soldier Realm, you can only use the weapon to exert the power it has on the surface, that is, sharp. ”

Han Yi thought about it as he said these words that were extremely profound to Wu Youran. Teaching others to cultivate is actually another kind of cultivation for Han Yi, which allows him to summarize his cultivation experience along the way and comprehend new true meanings.

Wu Youran listened to Han Yi's words, her brows tightened, these things were not only novel to her, but also obscure. But she concentrated all her energy and memorized every word Han Yi said.

In this way, even if Han Yi left in the future, she would be able to think about cultivation by herself, pursue the true meaning of cultivation, and gain powerful power.

"The Imperial Soldier Realm is a weapon with strength, whether it is spiritual power or qi power, it belongs to the category of force, such a power is too superficial, the standard for distinguishing strength and weakness is also based on the size of the strength, such as a monk in the late stage of the spirit master and a monk in the early stage of the spirit master fighting, they are all in the realm of the imperial army, using the same weapons and the same spiritual skills, the strength is naturally determined by the degree of gaze of the realm and spiritual power. ”

"But if the cultivator in the early stage of the spirit master is at a higher level than the Imperial Soldier Realm, then the strength between them cannot be determined by the cultivation realm and the degree of condensation of the spiritual energy. ”

"As I said earlier, cultivation is killing, and weapons are meant to kill, so there is no need for mercy and mercy for the enemy. And if it is facing a friend, there is naturally no need to draw a sword. ”

"Since it is for killing, then there must be a killing heart. The realm derived from this is the realm of transforming the mind. The second realm of this sword cultivation is to use the heart to resist the sword. Let me ask you, what is the Sword of Heart?" Han Yi looked at Wu Youran.

"With the heart of the sword?" Wu leisurely pondered the words, "Do you mean where the heart is going, what the sword refers to?"

"Half right, half wrong. With the heart of the sword, it really needs to be sent from the heart, but this war against the Cheng family, are you angry, are you crazy, are you thinking about killing all the people of the Cheng family at the moment you watch your relatives fall?"

"However, your strong desire has helped you to gain great power? You are still powerless, and you can only use your strength to resist the sword. The heart here refers to the will, the will that we exude from ourselves, the will to kill. ”

"The realm of transforming the mind is the skill of giving will to the sword in the hand, which is unparalleled. It requires extremely strong mental strength, and of course it also requires a strong desire from the heart, no matter what you desire, whether it is killing or protecting, it is inevitable that you will kill in the end. ”

"My sword is the sword of killing, a murder weapon born to kill, and it does not need to be decorated with those so-called high-sounding reasons. I went all the way, from Tianhai City to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and then from the Demon Beast Mountain Range to the Spirit Mansion. The will to kill in my heart was also unconsciously terrifyingly strong. ”

Han Yi held the Thunder Xiao Sword, and the spirit body sword in his mind roared, and the Mind Transformation Realm was silently stimulated, and an invisible force was endowed on the long sword.

The sword began to vibrate, like a struggling serpent, or like an angry dragon. He slashed out a sword lightly, and the invisible air blade shot out, and the withered tree stump in the distance was cut by the air blade, and the fracture was smooth.

"It's so strong. Wu Youran admired, Han Yi didn't even activate his spiritual power just now, but when he swung his sword and slashed down, he actually carried such terrifying power. The invisible blade of air, giving her the feeling that it was actually deadly.

That qi blade didn't seem to be amazingly powerful, but it was silent, it was difficult to detect, if someone sneaked up on it with such an attack, Wu Youran had no doubt that whether it was himself or the other Spirit Master Stage cultivators of the Martial Family, there was absolutely no reason to be spared.

"This is the power that the sword weapon inspires, and the power of the sword wielder is transformed into an air blade. Look at what will happen after I inject spiritual power. ”

Han Yi urged the spiritual power in his body, and the silver-white spiritual power was injected into the Thunder Sword, crackling, and the silver arc danced around the long sword, and every trace exuded violent and fiery power.

He turned around and slashed, and a sword ray several meters long cut into the ground, submerged into it, and in a moment, the earth shook and began to fall downward, and the ground where the sword mark was located turned into a hole several meters in diameter and dozens of meters deep.

"See, this is the power that the realm gives to the spirit cultivators, although I dare not say that this sword can kill all the spirit master stage cultivators, but there are absolutely only a handful of them that can be taken on this Lanyue Island. ”

"What?" Wu Youran exclaimed, "With such a powerful attack, there are actually monks in the Spirit Master Stage who can follow." ”

"There are many geniuses in this world that we cannot understand, and their strength transcends common sense and rules, and their power cannot be judged by ordinary people's thinking. This is my advice to you, when you become stronger in the future, you may meet those geniuses, and don't underestimate them when the time comes. ”

"There is nothing I can teach you except the sword I cultivate, and the Tao. Now let's try how much you've learned. ”

Wu Youran nodded, raised the sword in her hand, and recalled the scene of the slaughter of the Wu family, countless screams echoed in her ears. Her eyes were red, and her anger and unwillingness, pain and sorrow mixed together in her heart, and they merged into a raging flame.

Whew, the air was torn apart by the blade of the sword, and it let out a scream. She began to move, extremely fast, each with full power, each sword seemed to be able to split a man in half from head to tail. However, it is not strong enough.

Han Yi looked at it and frowned. Such a sword, at most, can only be regarded as venting the anger in the heart, although the power is great enough, but there is no discipline at all, and the skill is not to blindly release the power, but to control and use.

"Stop, no, no, it's not control, it's venting. Your heart, your will, will be fused into the sword. It is your will, not your anger, that really works in the state of mind. ”

"Anger is only one of the manifestations of will, but it is not the whole story. ”

Han Yi walked to the opposite side of Wu Youran and put on the black iron mask again, his eyes revealing a bitter coldness and ferocity.

"Now, I am your enemy, and you desire to abandon all enemies you want to kill, come, and swing your sword at me. ”

"Ahh Wu Youran roared angrily, and slaughtered, the soft sword turned into a poisonous snake, and the speed of the sword was unprecedentedly fast.

If Wu Lie were here to watch now, he would definitely open his mouth wide in surprise. Wu Youran's swordsmanship has actually caught up with him, and there is even a tendency to catch up with him, which is incredible.

Under Han Yi's guidance, she is releasing the hidden power in her heart little by little, as well as the will to kill.

What Han Yi was teaching her was not only the realm of transforming the mind, but also the way to kill. For a girl, it is too cruel to embark on such a path of cultivation.

"Dangdangdang......"

The attack of the soft sword was accurately blocked by the Lei Xiao Sword, and each of Han Yi's swords was slashed at the weak point of the soft sword, and Wu Youran's strength could not exert its due power at all.

"It's too slow, the power is too scattered, and the will is not strong enough, and the sword in your hand doesn't resonate with you at all. ”

Han Yi coldly reprimanded, and the Thunder Sword suddenly disappeared in the air, and the next moment a terrifying power surged on the soft sword. The sound of the dragon's groan resounded through Wu Youran's head again, shaking her into a trance.

The gap between the two of them is like the difference between clouds and mud, and the realm of transforming the mind is such a profound realm, even Lei Lingyu has not comprehended it, how could Wu Youran have an epiphany overnight?

The soft sword flew out of its hand and stabbed into the far wall, barely hilpty. It can be imagined what terrifying power Han Yi's sword just now contains.

"Come again. Han Yi looked at her coldly.

Wu Youran's face turned pale, and the pressure she faced in the battle with Han Yi was unprecedented, and it felt like she was fighting an angry lion, and every attack carried a deadly threat.

For the next whole night, Wu Youran was fighting with Han Yi, and Han Yi also guided her in every battle, how to stimulate her will and how to resonate with the sword in her hand.

The sky slowly brightened, and the sun rose under the mountain peaks in the distance, and the morning glow filled the sky.

Wu Youran lay on the ground, gasping for breath, she was so tired, the spiritual power in her body was exhausted three times in one night. The heroic face was covered with beads of sweat, and the hand holding the sword was torn apart.

She looked at the sky, her eyes reddened, her madness and anger had long since dried up, and all that was left was exhaustion and weakness.

"Tired, aren't you?" Han Yi squatted down beside her, helping her wipe the sweat stains off her face, and her voice suddenly became very gentle.

Wu Youran's pupils were filled with some inexplicable brilliance, and he didn't know whether he was happy or satisfied.

"In the future, a person must live well, and never die. ”

"I've taught you everything I can teach you, and the rest is up to you. Don't be too anxious, the realm of the mind is beyond the reach of many people in their lifetime, and I have opened the door for you. ”

Han Yi kissed her forehead, leaving a lip print.

"I'm leaving. ”

She stood up, turned around and left without hesitation, and disappeared into the Han family's outer mansion in a flash. And at this moment, in the southeast of Tianhai City, dozens of people gathered on the dock, and the people around them were far away from these people, looking at them and secretly wondering, is there something big about happening?

"The hour is near. Han Mofeng said.

"Don't worry, we've been waiting for so many years, and we're not in a hurry at this time. Wu Lie said with a smile. This guy didn't seem to be the slightest bit impatient, but the old god was humming a little song.

"You don't have to worry about it, with the teachings of Lord Ji, Wu Youran's achievements in the future will definitely surpass us a lot, you wish Lord Ji would come later." ”