Fenghuo Peak, four years of Chaohua rushed by, Gu Ming still couldn't cultivate, but he relied on his amazing talent and hard work on the road of swordsmanship, and achieved extraordinary achievements. The pen "fun" pavilion www.biquge.info sword is the king of soldiers, there is no shortage of sword cultivators in the immortal clan, and the sword cultivation is supplemented by the sword, and the edge is forward. Powerful sword cultivators are often the symbol of the supreme powerhouse, because their attacks are sharp and overwhelming, covering the nine heavens, and few opponents of the same level can sharpen their edges.

There are countless sword cultivators, and there are countless immortal cultivators who use swords, but there are very few people who can attain attainments, and there are many people who use swords, and there are few people who know swords. Gu Ming has devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship in recent years, day and night, sacrificing life and forgetting death, and he has practiced dozens of sets of advanced swordsmanship at a young age, but unfortunately he has no trace of cultivation in his body, just like a person who has practiced a good hand, but has no ink to write.

The only progress is that Gu Ming's body is getting stronger and stronger, at first he felt that he was struggling to wield the wooden sword, but later he was able to wield the tungsten iron heavy sword freely, under the ancient maple tree, his sweat soaked every inch of land, countless injuries and fell, countless times gritted his teeth and stood up, Mo Wentian did not teach him too many things, nor did he have too much guidance, he would always drink wine silently on the side when Gu Ming practiced the sword, or on the ancient maple tree, or on the rocks by the lake, this silent guardian made Gu Ming's belief indelible, No matter how much ordeal he tribulated, he still believed that there would be tomorrow.

Later, I don't know why, Mo Wentian likes to play the qin, and his sound often echoes in the maple forest, shining like a sword, but it is empty and ethereal. After a long time, Gu Ming found that he could wantonly swing the sword in his hand along with the sound of the piano, throwing away those superb swordsmanship moves, and the sword came out of his heart and became natural. At first, each sword was disorganized, and the sword picked all directions, and gradually Gu Ming began to naturally disassemble the sword moves he had learned and integrate them. Finally one morning, Gu Ming listened to the sound of the piano Xiao Killing, and immersed himself in the swing of each sword, a trace of enlightenment faintly rose in his heart, the body of the sword, the sword and the will, his sword cut through the cool breeze, the glimmer flashed, a crisp sword groan, and the floating leaves a few feet away from the sword blade were divided into two.

Gu Ming clearly felt the edge of the sword slashing through the flying leaves, he couldn't believe it, he ran over like crazy and picked up the two and a half leaves from the messy fallen leaves, and gently kissed them together, tears fell like rain in an instant, as if he was going to cry out all his sadness, at this moment he was just a child, the ancient maple tree swayed gently, and the morning light sprinkled on the pale face.

"Ahh A roar from the sky was heard, followed by a happy voice: "Master, master, I have practiced sword qi" Gu Ming stumbled to Mo Wentian and said.

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with the same brilliance, but he kept his back to Gu Ming, Gu Ming couldn't wait to go up and grab Mo Wentian's hand that was about to lift the wine jug and said: "Master, did you hear, I have cultivated sword qi, it is sword qi, I saw that leaf being cut in half, you see ......." ”

Mo Wentian looked at him, patted Gu Ming's shoulder very calmly, and said lazily as always: "Oh! Is it? But there is nothing to be happy about cultivating sword qi, any monk can cast sword qi, it is very simple, attaching spiritual power to the sword can release sword qi. ”

Gu Ming was stunned for a moment, and looked down in mockery, it turned out to be like this, but he still comforted himself, and he had cultivated a trace of sword qi anyway, as long as he worked hard, he would definitely become stronger.

Gu Ming was thinking about it, Mo Wentian smiled deeply and said, "The main thing is that you didn't have sword qi just now, hey... ”

"Huh? It's not sword qi, but it's obviously ......" Gu Ming wanted to explain, but suddenly thought of his cultivation, yes, there was no sword qi from cultivation, but the master said no, that was definitely not.

"Oh, look at your aggrieved and sad little face, this is a blow, do you want to call those two little girls for the teacher to comfort your fragile heart, the teacher hasn't finished speaking, what are you running, I don't know how to respect the teacher at all." Mo Wentian said that Gu Ming would slip away, he was most afraid that Mo Wentian would take Xianyun and Qu Wanning to talk to him.

"Master, where do I have?" When Gu Ming heard Mo Wentianyi, he grimaced, and could only run back again.

Mo Wentian looked at Gu Ming's embarrassed face, laughed, and then patted Gu Ming meaningfully, and said a few times: "You kid is good, haha, not bad." ”

Gu Ming saw that the master's performance was very abnormal, and he felt that the situation was not good, could the master have come up with some strange tricks to trick him, stared straight at Mo Wentian, and said nothing, so that the heart will not be fooled by you.

"Your one is not called sword qi, but sword intent, can sword qi be compared to sword intent?" Mo Wentian said with a smile.

Gu Ming instantly realized, it turned out that the master was tricked from the beginning, no, sword intent, ah? It's sword intent, I actually comprehended the sword intent, Gu Ming said incoherently: "I comprehended the sword intent, great, uh...... Master, you're not kidding me, are you? Gu Ming suddenly thought of something and asked worriedly.

Mo Wentian's face instantly became solemn, he raised his head and thought about it, looked at Gu Ming again, and then made a thoughtful look and said, "Let me think about it, um... Or you guess first, what do you mean by shaking your head, okay you don't guess, I'll guess myself, I guess I'm definitely not kidding you. ”

Gu Ming was stunned by him like this, it's over, looking at the master's serious nonsense, he just knows that this is nothing to do with him, or what should he do.

"Master, do you think I believe it or not?"

"You don't believe what you say as a teacher, forget it, don't believe it, pull it down" Mo Wentian drank wine and left after speaking.

Gu Ming thought about it and happily chased after him: "Master, master, is my sword intent powerful." ”

"You kid, I found so many peerless sword books for you, you can't even tell the sword qi and sword intent, generally people who use swords are good at sword qi hurting people, their methods of exerting sword qi are the same, they all attach spiritual power to the sword, use the sharpness of the sword to drive the qi, and form the sword qi, but the real sword cultivation is in the form of the sword, turning the qi into the edge, this is the way of the sword, all of them are the sword with the qi, the more powerful the sword cultivation can comprehend the sword intent, the human sword is one, the sword moves at will, the sword is gone, the sword is also a part of the swordsman, and it is integrated, Only when you reach this level can you enter the house in the way of the sword.

You don't have a cultivation, you can't fully exert your sword qi, but you just comprehend a trace of sword intent, this is the realm that many sword cultivators dream of, but you just touch a trace of the edge, there is still a distance from the true comprehension of sword intent, if you can cultivate, your current kendo attainments are enough for you to cross the level to fight the enemy, rest assured, one day the master will find a way to let you cultivate. (To be continued)