Integrate his own martial arts true meaning into the words, which was used by the other party when he faced Qin Hui before.

It should be said that this is a Confucian stunt, which is passed down from the Confucianism of the ancient princes.

Confucian stunts, pay attention to the spirit and spirit and heaven and earth into one, it can be said that the strong man of Confucianism is the most terrifying existence.

If it is said that the ancient princes of the hundred schools, the Mohists have taken the potential of borrowing foreign objects to the extreme, and Confucianism is to integrate the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs into the heaven and earth, and give full play to it.

In ancient times, there was a saying that it was better to offend Yama than to provoke Rumo.

You will never know how much martial arts true intent is controlled by a fluttering warrior beside you. You won't guess that a pawn of the peddler next to you is a disciple of the Mo family.

Li Qingzhao, a graceful Yi'an layman, was famous in the Great Song Dynasty back then.

According to legend, in ancient times, there was a royal powerhouse who became a poem in seven steps. With twenty kinds of martial arts rhythms, it is a must.

It is not difficult to become a poem in seven steps, not to mention Confucian students, there are many people in the world who can do it.

As the saying goes, if the moves are clumsy, the writing will be high.

Only with spirit and spirit, the true meaning of martial arts is fully integrated between the lines, and the momentum of heaven and earth can be sung by the world.

Why are some powerful piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings, poems and songs passed down through the ages, sung and worshiped by the world?

That's because they have perfectly integrated the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth into it, and the people of later generations, through their works, can more easily comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth contained in it.

If it is said that the most perfect is one hundred, the first voice of Yi'an monk Li Qingzhao has reached ninety-nine.

It is conceivable that Mo Lingquan is facing what a strong existence now, because the one who reaches one hundred is one of the founders of Confucian legends, and from ancient times to the present, there are only a few.

The classics they wrote were widely sung and studied by scholars all over the world, so that they could comprehend their own martial arts.

Yun Longgang's qi turned, and this set of body methods was exerted by him to the extreme, although he had no sword in his hand, he had a sword in his heart. Along the way, "Dragon Muscle and Tiger Bone Gong" has broken through to the realm of bone refining from the original entry, stepping over skin refining and muscle refining.

Dressed in copper skin and iron bones, ordinary swords are difficult to hurt.

Sword Pavilion stunt, "Great Dao Sword Duel" has been completely integrated into this body refining technique.

With the body as a sword, every move, the innate five elements of sword qi are vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi containing the true meaning of martial arts is pointed out one after another.

One by one, the big characters containing the true meaning of Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao's martial arts were shattered, but they got back together in the next moment.

Tried again and again, but it never worked. The true meaning of the martial arts that Yi'an Jushi is looking for slowly has become a field of its own.

The cycle of heaven is endless. The word Mo Lingquan destroyed, and with the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, it was condensed into a word again.

The rebirth that accompanies each destruction makes the condensed characters more integrated with heaven and earth, and it is even more difficult to break them again.

"A sword from the west..."

Mo Lingquan's sword intent is intertwined all over his body, with his body as a sword, supplemented by innate sword qi, under the sword qi in the sky, he is invincible.

became...

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, and the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore, and in the void, the aura that turned into starry light in the sky recondensed.

"Searching, deserted, miserable and miserable..."

A vague rhythm drifted out, and Mo Lingquan clearly felt that this song was slow and searching, and it echoed in his mind with a mysterious and mysterious rhythm.

The true meaning of the martial arts contained in it was presented in his mind in the most intuitive state, as if someone was whispering in his ear, explaining the way of heaven and earth to him.

This is Li Qingzhao after experiencing the peril of the Great Song Dynasty, the fall of his hometown, the death of her husband, the loss of all the gold and stone calligraphy and paintings, and the fact that she was in a foreign land, and after being in turmoil, the sorrow here is deep sorrow, deep sorrow, and endless sorrow.

However, Ling Quan's experience is so similar to his. Yun Lan's turmoil and crisis caused by the collusion between the Demon Sect, a descendant of the Heavenly Court, and the Nanyang Exotic Land, although their final calculations were shattered because of Mo Lingquan's turmoil, it also made Yun Lan now fight again and again under internal and external troubles.

Even, the third princess of the royal family, Yue Qingdai, was even more in the yellow spring seal because of this, and now she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead.

What is martial arts, what is Tao. What is family and country, what is love and hate, and what is love and hatred.

At this moment, the true meaning of martial arts contained in the search for the martial arts contained in the slow search of Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao directly appeared in Mo Lingquan's heart.

After a long drought and nectar, this is Mo Lingquan's state at the moment, a clear understanding rose from his heart, and the sword intent on his body became more and more unpredictable.

One, two, three, four, and five sword intents erupted from Mo Lingquan's body. Sword qi simulacrum, turn it into spirit.

The green dragon in the east, the white tiger in the west, the vermilion bird in the south, the Xuanwu in the north, and the earth dragon in the middle. Corresponding to the five elements of sword qi of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the green dragon is wood, the white tiger is gold, the vermilion bird is fire, the Xuanwu is water, and the center is earth.

At the same time, Li Qingzhao, a Yi'an layman, slowly searched for the martial arts realm he had constructed with his voice, and quietly disappeared.

The Five Spirit Sword Intent circling around Mo Lingquan slowly dissipated, and his suspended figure slowly fell to the ground.

"Thank you for your success..."

At this time, how did Mo Lingquan not know that the appearance of Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao was not aimed at him, but to fulfill him.

"It is your strength that you can break my martial arts realm, I promised them to make a move, and now I have fulfilled my promise."

Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao looked at Mo Lingquan with a flash of appreciation in his eyes, he couldn't imagine that after so many years, someone on the rivers and lakes could comprehend her martial arts field. Even if it's just the tip of the iceberg of her true strength.

"No matter what the purpose of the layman's attack on me is, in my opinion, the layman will be kind to me in the future martial arts path. If it is another day, the layman has a life, as long as he does not violate the principle, he will go to the soup and go to the fire, and he will not give up. ”

Mo Lingquan arched his hand at Li Qingzhao, a monk of Yi'an, and looked at her with a serious face.

"If you have the heart and come across gold and stone calligraphy and painting, you can give me research and research..."

Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke. As soon as these words came out, Duan Wuya and Su Lengsheng looked sideways, knowing how many forces wanted to ask Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao for help but were lawless.

"Jinshi calligraphy and painting... There are some in the younger generation. ”

Mo Lingquan transferred the gold and stone calligraphy and painting in the void to an ink ring and threw it at Li Qingzhao, a Yi'an monk.

When the quaint mind arrived in front of Li Qingzhao, a Yi'an layman, he suddenly stopped and suspended in front of her.

"Ink Ring..."

Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao was stunned.

"Little one, I accept this heart."

Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao hesitated for a moment, took the ink ring away, and glanced at Mo Lingquan thoughtfully.