The old emperor snorted coldly, and was about to speak, but was directly interrupted by Yun Xuan unceremoniously. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The meaning of the sword path that the emperor said before, you need to have a divine weapon, have a divine weapon in your body, drive by divine sense, and cooperate with a sharp sword technique, you can be invincible in the world, this kind of sword is simply bullshit!"

"Presumptuous, so bold, you dare to say it again!" Huangfu Lao Dao roared and glared at Yun Xuan angrily.

"Your point of view can't be called sword intent at all, the sword is made of iron, it is psychic because of its grasping, it is moved by the heart, it lives because of blood, and it dies because of non-thoughts! If you follow the argument of the emperor's master, although there is a divine weapon in hand, it is not the monk's sword at all, but the sword is controlling people! Say that you don't understand bullshit, are you wrong?" Yun Xuan's words were calm, but his words were also aggressive, and he didn't let it go at all, and he instantly surpassed this Huangfu old way, so angry that the other party's body trembled, and he pointed at Yun Xuan with a hideous face.

"Great rebellion! The way of the sword is broad and profound, and it is not a yellow-mouthed child like you who can comprehend the mystery, what you are talking about is simply ethereal nothingness, and strong words are reasonable! Do you know what is the sword intent, what is the sword technique, and the sword intent that the old man said is to cultivate according to the sword technique!" The old man's voice was sharp and spread all around.

"The so-called sword technique is just a simplification of the formation process of sword intent, and it can only be relied on by the monk, just like the road, pointing out the direction in the darkness. Yun Xuan said slowly.

"You ......"

"If you cultivate according to the sword technique, you can indeed form a sword intent, but this kind of sword cultivation, is it still worthy of sword cultivation, it is clearly a sword-wielding puppet with no thoughts!" Yun Xuan's words became more and more aggressive.

"You...... The sword trick is the foundation of the sword intent, and the sword body is the reliance of the sword trick, there is no sword in the hand, talk about the sword trick, talk about the sword intent, the sword cultivates the sword, and move forward bravely, this is the way of the sword!" Huangfu Lao Dao was trying his best to argue, but Yun Xuan's voice suddenly rose high.

"Under the whole world, there are more than 10 million sword tricks, the Tao is nothing, but there are more people who walk, and the Tao is formed, if according to what the emperor's uncle said, then the person with the broken arm will not be able to use the sword trick, let alone communicate the sword intent, this is the strong word, misleading people's children! Sword cultivation is only a sword, this kind of sword cultivation is only worthy of being a warrior in the world, and my generation of immortal cultivators, cultivating the avenue of heaven and earth, cultivating the way of heaven, should hold the sword in the heart, as long as there is a sword in the heart, the grass, trees, bamboo and stone can be a sword, even if it is a person who is blind with a broken arm, he can also comprehend the sword intent, and communicate the will of heaven with the heart sword, this is the true meaning of the sword, the emperor is wrong!"

Yun Xuan's words were passionate, spreading throughout the entire martial arts training ground, making all the inner door monks who heard it shocked one by one, revealing a glow of enlightenment, and those sword-based monks were even more short of breath, completely immersed in Yun Xuan's words, at this moment, their expressions seemed to be the same as when the emperor explained the old way before, but only they knew how big the gap was.

Yun Xuan stood up, didn't look at this old emperor, and walked towards the outside of the martial arts training ground, where thousands of inner door monks looked at him with excited eyes, watching him leave, destined that from today onwards, Yun Xuan's fame in the inner gate will be a sensation again.

"Is that wrong...... Is it wrong......" Huangfu Lao Dao couldn't refute for a while, Yun Xuan's words echoed in his mind, his face was pale, his breath was short, and he looked at Yun Xuan's departing back with a dull expression.

"Could it be that I was really wrong...... Impossible, the old man is a sword peak master, how can he be wrong, but ...... But if that's right, why did kendo stop for a while......"

At this moment, Yun Xuan's heart was a little angry, he didn't want to leave too much to do with the inner door, after all, the current deity and the doppelganger are separated, if it is noticed, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble, but it backfired, but the whirlpool he fell into in the crowd is getting deeper and deeper, it seems that he is still too impulsive, and he still has not thought it through.

The path under your feet is soft and soft, surrounded by green trees, and you can only see a faint glimmer of sunset sun when you look up, and butterflies and small beasts in the forest fly and play in the grass from time to time.

Suddenly, Yun Xuan's whole body seemed to flow through a cold and biting cold current, and the surrounding scenery also trembled, his vision became blurred and hazy, and the sunset seemed to disappear in an instant, at this moment, the butterflies in the forest also stopped flying, and even the little beasts trembled and whispered one after another, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to have stopped running at this moment.

What a terrifying force this is, it can already shock and affect all things in the heavens and the earth, and the most terrifying thing is that this power is also mixed with a chilling aura of slaughter.

Is it Leng Yan? No, even Leng Yan can't have such a powerful aura, Yun Xuan's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and even his breathing became rapid, under the pressure of this surging murderous aura, his body gradually stiffened, until he had to stop.

At this moment, Yun Xuan was like a great enemy, and he no longer had any hidden thoughts, and the cultivation in the middle of the foundation building period suddenly burst out from his body, and he even operated the cultivation to the peak state.

At the end of the road, a burly figure slowly walked out of the shadows with a soft voice, the temperature around was dropping rapidly, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to be dyed by a hazy shadow.

The burly figure gradually approached, and the sense of oppression became stronger and stronger, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in the quiet and windless forest, making Yun Xuan's clothes suddenly hunt, and the sky seemed to be darkened, and the mournful sound of the kraken when the angry sea churned seemed to sound in his ears, so frightened that Yun Xuan hurriedly collected his mind, and the people in the distance did not make any movements, and he had already begun to hallucinate.

The falling leaves swirled slowly on the ground, drawing a strange arc, the burly figure walked to the three feet in front of Yun Xuan and stopped, a momentum of dominating the world suddenly emanated from the other party's body, the surging power hit Yun Xuan wave after wave, in just a few breaths, Yun Xuan had already had several untenable illusions, but he couldn't move, he could only bear it silently.

It was a middle-aged monk dressed in a blue and white robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his hair tied with a crown, standing in front of Yun Xuan at this moment, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with its sharp edge exposed.

The middle-aged monk looked at Yun Xuan with satisfaction, it had been a long time since he had been able to stand so steadily, and the other party was still able to maintain a faint smile on his expression, and said in a unique voice that was cold and slightly hoarse: "This little friend, are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Yun Xuan smiled and looked at the increasingly gloomy sky, constantly recalling what he had done in his mind, and he didn't seem to offend the person in front of him, but he said, "Yes, it's getting late, I have to go back to cooking quickly." ”

The middle-aged monk smiled back and said, "It's really getting late, and it shouldn't have hindered you from leaving, but I have a question I want to ask you." ”

Yun Xuan watched the shadow surrounding the middle-aged monk become thicker and thicker, and his heart became more vigilant, but he still kept smiling and said, "Senior, please ask, the junior must know everything!"

The middle-aged monk suddenly took a step forward, and hit Yun Xuan like a stormy wave, Yun Xuan's center of gravity immediately leaned back, barely half a step back, his chest was silent, and his throat was sweet, but he couldn't help himself spit out the blood.

The middle-aged monk watched Yun Xuan's every move and slowly spoke: "Little friend, what I want to ask is, what is the next realm of holding a sword with your heart?"

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