In a mountain stream in the Eastern Continent, a pair of master and apprentice were fishing. The young apprentice was holding a fishing rod in one hand and holding his chin in the other, looking at the water pattern in a daze. And the old master sitting next to him was there, motionless like a stone statue.

But the pair of masters and apprentices sat like this for a whole afternoon, and still found nothing. Finally, the child could not sit still, and wanted to sneak into the woods to continue polishing the peachwood sword he had almost finished yesterday. So he got up slowly, came to the master and asked carefully: "Master, Qing'er wants to go for convenience, can you see ......?"

The old man remained motionless and did not respond.

The child named Shi Qing slowly patted the master's shoulder, but there was still no response. I thought in my heart: I used to hear the master say that some old immortals can go out of the body and travel thousands of miles. Could it be that the master has also reached this realm? Am I not an apprentice of the gods!?

Just as Shi Qing was thinking about it, a sweet snoring sound came out of the master's mouth.

Only then did Shi Qing wake up, it turned out that the master had already fallen asleep! So he complained in a puffed voice: "Hey, they always say that they want to teach me how to use a sword, but until now I haven't even seen a real sword." Asking me to do all this mess all day long is not a waste of time! ”

Who knows, the master suddenly woke up and kicked Shi Qing's ass. Blowing his beard and glaring: "What do you know about your little wow!?" Who said you have to have a sword to practice a sword? The cultivation of sword intent as a teacher is a peerless study of the unity of technique and potential, how can it be compared with those vulgar methods! Besides, if you don't fish, what do you eat at night, you'll be hungry and practice a fart sword! ”

Shi Qing wiped the saliva off his face with one hand, rubbed his buttocks with the other and asked, "But I still don't know what sword intent is?" ”

The old man shook his head and said: "The sixfold realm of the sword: Tongli, Lingxi, Breathing, Riding the Potential, Ruyi, and Immortal Dao To put it bluntly, the first three are the three products of the martial arts, and the last three are the realm of the great and small heavenly martial arts and the true martial arts. Therefore, the sword relies on the support of the strength of the realm, otherwise how could it have the momentum of overturning the river and the sea at every turn? And the sword is said to be not limited to the realm, only divided into 'lower, middle and upper swordsmanship' four grades, but it is still inseparable from the support of strength. Without a good foundation, even top-grade swordsmanship can only make a swordsman invincible in the same realm. Therefore, only the sword intent that is free from the shackles of strength is the real great merry. He can take people's lives wherever he wants, and let him ride a million iron horses, and he is no match for the two or two spirits in my chest. However, there are only a few people who can use this kind of mastery freely throughout the ages. Qing'er, do you know what the difficulty is? ”

Shi Qing thought about it seriously, looked up cautiously and replied, "Yes...... Combination of techniques? ”

The old man's sleeves were empty, and he didn't have arms, so he raised his leg again and kicked Shi Qing's ass. Angrily said: "Stupid! It's a feeling! ”

Shi Qing's ass had already been kicked out of the cocoon by the master, and he didn't feel much pain. So he scratched his head and continued to ask, "What does it feel like?" ”

The old man fell silent, as if trying to remember something.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes lit up and he smiled: "Do you remember the group of girls you saw last time when you went to the river?" ”

"Oh, was that the time I peeked at the bath with the master?"

The old man blew his beard and glared at him and put on a look of lifting his leg to kick, Shi Qing hurriedly changed his words: "No, no, no, it's to see the scenery." ”

Only then did the old man retract his "leg ring" and said, "Well, this is a feeling." ”

When he was a child, Shi Qing always thought that the master was just an old man who loved to brag, otherwise how could he be mixed up and down. Although the master always said that if he still had hands, what would he do...... But it still made Shi Qing feel that even if the master had hands, he was at most just an old rascal with neat hands and feet.

However, for the master who has been dependent on him for many years, Shi Qing feels more like a relative to him, so he doesn't care whether what he teaches is useful or not, and whether his words are reliable. In this way, day after day, year after year, I followed the master, "looking for feelings" all over the mountains. Look for the legendary supreme sword intent that can rival the "True Martial Arts" without the support of strength.

It wasn't until many years later, when Shi Qing grew up, that he knew what kind of kendo wizard his master was.

I remember when I was four or five years old, Shi Qing met his master for the first time on a snowy night, when the master was not so old, and his kicking movements were much sharper.

After worshipping the master, Shi Qing asked the master a question.

"Master, is it true that you said that you once split the palace into three pieces with one sword?"

"Stupid, of course I lied to you."

"Huh?"

"You have to use two swords, will you count?"

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At this moment, Shi Qing, who knew the sea and gradually settled, slowly sat up. Looking at the hairpin hovering in mid-air not far away, he felt the desolate sword intent left by the master. In the past, the master said that he had entered the imperial city alone for a woman. But it was one step too late, and it could only be separated from heaven and man. At that time, the master held the woman's hairpin tightly in his hand, it should be such a sad feeling, and it was this sad sword intent that split the palace at that time into three pieces.

The nobles in the field had already fainted from the oppression of the sword intent, and even those noble guards who were not strong were not spared. Even a strong man like Jude was shaken by the suppressed figure of this sword intent, sweating profusely. However, that sword intent was extremely spiritual and avoided the young man and the old man in the corner, so the two of them were not affected.

Shi Qing slowly stood up, looked at the hairpin and said slightly: "Master's two percent sword intent is enough." ”

With that, the Juanxiu little sword with the tip pointed directly at Jude flickered in the air and returned to Shi Qing's hand. At the same time, the majestic and desolate sword intent that Master Shi Qing left on the sword was also put away in an instant.

When Shi Qing was just coming of age, his master had told him that the swords he was going to look for in the future had each of its own perfect sword intent on it. At that time, this sword intent was left so that future apprentices could comprehend their "feelings" from it.

When he got the first three swords, Shi Qing never used the sword intent given by his master to face the enemy. Instead, he will retreat and release the sword intent alone, calmly comprehending the "feeling" in it. Because he feels that the real strong man relies on himself to make progress in the battle again and again, and if he is addicted to the gift of the master, he will only make himself weaker.

This time, Shi Qing released about twenty percent of the sword intent on the hairpin, and the point stopped.

Although the hairpin did not attack Jude, just with the invisible sword intent attached to the sword, it had already stirred up the qi and martial soul in his body. At this moment, coupled with the previous backlash, Jude's family background was completely swept away, and he fell from the ranks of heavenly warriors to mortals.

Shi Qing withdrew the harness behind his back, holding only a handful of wind in his hand, and slowly walked towards Jude.

"I heard that you like to fight with people, and I can't rise to Tianwu all at once, so I have to pull you down and fight."

When Jude heard this, he was angry to death. But he was intimidated by Shi Qing's sword intent power before him at the moment, and he didn't have the heart to fight back at all. On the contrary, he seemed a little uncertain, not knowing whether to fight or flee. But Shi Qing didn't give him any time to hesitate, and directly stabbed the tip of the sword of the blast.

At this moment, both of them have injuries in their bodies, and originally in the current state of the two of them, the victory or defeat is still between five and five. But Jude has always had some scruples about Shi Qing's little sword in his heart, so he can only keep retreating and tempting, and he doesn't dare to let go.

On the other hand, Shi Qing's side has some momentum that is becoming more and more courageous, and in the back, he even replaces defense with offense, and Jude is completely overwhelmed.

Jude has been in the Xiao Tianwu realm for some years, and now he feels embarrassed everywhere after falling suddenly. It's like having a gold mine that you can squander at will, and someone stole it all at once. Therefore, his physical discomfort makes him weaker than ordinary first-rank martial artists.

Finally, after being stabbed in the left shoulder by Shi Qing, Jude decided to turn and run away.

However, in the same fight, one party forcibly withdraws in the grappling, and it is good if the body is fast. In case you can't instantly distance yourself from the enemy, you can only expand the form of one side down indefinitely.

At this moment, Shi Qing, who was holding the wind in his hand, pressed forward step by step, completely not giving Jude a chance to turn around and escape. Jude, who had the intention of retreating, had to retreat again and again, and the situation became more and more difficult. This scene didn't drag on for long, and Jude was soon deliberately forced into a corner by Shi Qing.

Jude, who had no way to retreat, let out a roar full of grief and indignation, and stretched out his hands to grab Shi Qing's neck like a mad trapped beast.

But Shi Qing's sword was longer than his hand.

As the wind pierced Jude's heart, Shi Qing could even feel the sound of his heartbeat coming from the tip of the sword. Jude choked on a mouthful of blood in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

However, no matter what he wants to say, he will leave this world in the next moment.

Perhaps, Jude also figured out this truth, so he stopped struggling. After Shi Qing pulled out the blast wind, Jude's thick arms that he had practiced martial arts for many years also hung down at the same time, leaning against the wall behind him and slowly sliding down, rubbing a red blood stain on the wall. It's just that at the moment of death, his eyes were still firmly fixed on Shi Qing's face.

I don't know if it's remorse or cursing.

Originally, the battle between five and five was won or lost, but because Jude lacked that courage, it gradually became between **** and between seven and three...... Later, Jude decided to escape, and even the only remaining chance of winning was lost.

And before, Shi Qing still had an indomitable momentum in the face of Jude in the Xiaotianwu realm. Even after Jude forcibly raised the realm, Shi Qing still did not take out his master's sword intent, but chose to fight with him head-on. It is precisely because of this courage that Shi Qing can go further and further on the road of using the sword.

Shi Qing shook off the blood from the blade of the Wind Sword and slowly put the sword into its sheath. Then looking at Jude's body limp in the corner, he remembered what his master said many years ago: "If you are afraid, you will lose." ”