After mastering the spiritual cultivation, Feng Yechang was not satisfied, and there was still some time, so he decided to take a good feel for the sword intent, in the battle with strange fish at the bottom of the pool, he had gained a lot, and now he needed to digest those actual combat experiences to see if he could improve again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Adjusting the turbulent state of mind, Feng Yechang took a few deep breaths. Only then did he take out the weed that had been carved with many marks by Yue Balun's fingers from the space, and carefully pondered it, feeling the faint aura of the sword at this nick.

Finally, the sword intent on the weed, so that Feng Yechang almost had an impulse to hold it down, Feng Yechang actually stretched out his finger to stab at the picture scroll, but there was no accuracy at all, casually, the sword qi in the entire stone room was vertical and horizontal, but none of them could stab the picture scroll, but the bookshelves in the room were smashed into tatters.

The cave in the painting shook his head again and again, very disappreciative of the wind and night long.

"If you stab like this, if Old Ghost Yan sees it, I'm afraid he will be angry to death, hahaha!" Dong Xuan Zhen laughed in the painting.

"Don't worry about it, sooner or later I will practice swordsmanship to defeat you, and then I will see who is ugly!" The wind night is long and soft, not hard, and immediately spoke back.

"Oh, then I'm going to keep my eyes open and wait!" Dong Xuan Zhenren sneered contemptuously, looking at his kind eyebrows, but he was obviously also an arrogant guy, and he was actually angry with Feng Ye.

The wind and night stabbed again, and then he quieted down angrily, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated. "The key to subtlety is not fast, not precision, not strength, what should it be?"

Feng Yechang continued to digest all kinds of swordsmanship, reversing the various strange tricks he had already practiced, trying to find a way, but he always returned in defeat without any effect.

"No, I should have thought wrong. The method of subtlety should also be a simple understanding of kendo, and the thousands of move changes are just a chaotic accumulation, which has nothing to do with simple characters at all. Simple, the road to simple, to the complexity of nothingness for the simplification, if the weight is light is simple, then, this subtle realm, what kind of simplicity of the principle. The wind muttered to himself, and opened his eyes again, staring at the weeds in a daze.

"Yes, I see that the key to this subtlety is control, the control of subtle changes in power. Only through mastery can we not only gather the power of ten thousand jun in one point, but also scatter the power of the slightest in the heaven and earth. Sending and receiving the control of power in the heart is the time when this subtle realm is completed. Hahaha! After figuring out the key to this subtle method, Feng Yechang jumped up and laughed with his hands.

The old man in the painting looked at it, but he pouted on the side, as if he didn't believe that the wind and the night could do it.

Indeed, the key to thinking of the problem is a matter for a while, but it is another matter for a while to be able to carry out the law smoothly.

Feng Yechang's swordsmanship is known for being heavy, clumsy, brave, and fierce, thanks to his body that has been transformed by the colorful immortal zhi, which is far superior to the power of spirit beasts. After the alchemy technique that Feng Yechang explored, coupled with his successful training, among his swordsmanship, the way of speed and accuracy has also been handy.

For a long time, Feng Yechang has never noticed that he relies too much on the spirituality and weight of the bladeless sword, so that the use of his own strength and the transformation of moves are much rougher in terms of control, and against opponents of equal strength, these shortcomings may not be discovered, but once he encounters a strong and experienced opponent, this subtle deficiency is fatal.

With the idea of cultivation, the training of Feng Yechang's control power was naturally much smoother, and he hurriedly practiced for several days, and finally came to the last day of the challenge.

"Silly boy, are you finally ready? I thought you were going to try your skills with my old man every day, so the chances would be greater, who knew that you had been practicing for so many days, I'm afraid you really have to stay here with me, there is no hope! "The real person in the painting has obviously not forgiven Feng Yechang, with his otherworldly appearance, it is really a little puzzling.

"Old fellow, you're just a remnant of someone's thoughts left in the painting, do you really think you're a real person? If it is really a real person, how can there be such a weird temper as you, how many days have you been, and you are sulking again, you are simply a country fool, where is there the appearance of a master outside the world. "These days, Feng Yechang can roughly guess the true identity of the old man in this painting, and deliberately say it for temptation.

"Like you, I feel ashamed for Dong Xuan Zhenren, how could I leave such a residual thought of you, I'm afraid it's because you were originally given up by him, so you will have such treatment, right?"

It's not the first time that Feng Yechang has encountered such a magical thing as a residual divine thought, and he has some of his own judgment and understanding of the identity of the Dongxuan real person in this painting, although Feng Yechang's ridicule is a little scathing, but it is not far from the true image of things.

After Feng Yechang finished speaking, if he wasn't afraid that after he rushed out of the scroll, the power of the prohibition would make him disappear, and the cave in the painting almost ran out in anger.

"You freak boy, don't think that if you practice spiritual arts, my old man will be afraid of you, there are still three days, that is, the deadline, I don't believe you can let me come out of the picture scroll, hehe, at that time, I will let you live better than death, in this cave, you will age day by day, until you become a white bone, a pile of dust, not a single grain left, hum, you just wait!"

The real person in the painting finally couldn't hold back, although he was angry and his voice had become extremely angry and ruthless, but his face was still kind and kind, and it looked extremely weird.

"Old monster, you must have some ulterior restrictions, otherwise, you are so angry, why don't you come out of the painting, haha, wait a minute, I must make you look good, I, sleep first, clean you up for a while!" Feng Yechang let the cave Xuan Zhenren in the painting shout loudly, not moved at all, just probing around this stone room.

These days, in addition to cultivation, he really hasn't checked it well, and he can't tell if there are any other treasures.

The results of the inspection made Feng Ye grow disappointed, except for the cheats he put away, in this stone room, this painting is still a treasure, and the others are some ordinary things.

"No need to look for it, little monster! The valuable things in this stone chamber are all here with me, if you can get the scroll, you will naturally get something, if you can't complete the task within the time limit, I said the consequences, you just wait! The Dong Xuan Zhenren in the painting finally found a trace of comfort in the slightly disappointed eyes of Feng Yechang, and smiled a little proudly.

He took out the sea-blue futon and sat cross-legged, and began to meditate.

Close your eyes, the wind and night sink into the brain space, know the sea and ascend to the divine thoughts, the divine thoughts set the three souls, and the three souls give birth to seven spirits, just like one person.

It wasn't until this moment that Feng Yechang somewhat understood the role of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, and all along, it was not so much that he was cultivating, but that he was controlled by something that he didn't know what form it was.

This unknown thing controls the wind and night to think, to act, and to fight, so is this unknown thing the wind and night long, or is the shell controlled by this thing to grow all the way to the wind and night? This question may seem contradictory, but it is extremely important, because it is related to the state of existence of the wind and night.

Finally, Feng Yechang somewhat understood the difference between the two states, or rather, finally turned the unknown into the known, and sorted out the chaos to half-understanding.

Just when he had a hazy understanding, in the sea of consciousness in his mind, it gradually rose into an endless divine thought, which can be said to be the long wind and night, and the long wind and night is just this divine thought, and the previous ones are just chaotic reactions of the divine thoughts.

The Divine Mind was born, and it continued to distribute its power to the three souls, and then the three souls passed on to the Seven Spirits, so that Feng Yechang could control himself more and more clearly, whether it was his own body or the divine consciousness of this void entity.

At the same time as the long divine thought of the wind and night was generated, the divine consciousness incarnation actually had the image of a great achievement. The ten bladeless swords were born and formed according to their will, but at this time, the sword of the divine consciousness of the wind and night could not be fused, and each appeared in a strange form or a state of strength.

Feng Yechang didn't dare to release them all at the same time, he had a feeling that the reason why he could be divided into ten branches seemed to be related to his three souls and seven spirits, and all of them were issued, and it would be self-defeating if he didn't make it a mistake, or he had a little reservation to be safe.

Spare this, Feng Yechang has also made great progress, his three souls are only the beginning of human souls, the two souls of heaven and earth are not clear, and the seven spirits are not complete, but they also have the rudiments of growth.

In addition, with the growth of divine thoughts, Feng Yechang's sea of knowledge began to develop into a solid state, what kind of form this sea of knowledge can be transformed into, it is really unpredictable, Feng Yechang has not received more guidance, and he can't figure it out for a while, so he has to wait for Xiao Ming to show up, and then answer it well.

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