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"Knowing God is the God of knowing, discerning, and learning, and is the outer self. The original spirit is the innate care, the original self, the original self, and the true self. ”

Yang Jun nodded. It is not difficult to understand that what can be learned is not owned by oneself, of course, it is an external object, and the knowledge of God is naturally the external self.

Combined with the quiet words, Yang Jun already understood eight or nine points in his heart, but he did not interrupt the quiet words.

"When you practice, do you always think about how this move starts and how it ends? These are the memories that the acquired gods have learned, aren't you the gods of the heavens? ”

"You always use your body to cater to the moves described in the sword spectrum, and adapt to the acquired with the innate nature, isn't it the god of the innate nature?"

Quietly, what else does Yang Jun not understand?

He bowed his head and muttered: "Conform to the acquired nature with the congenital, and the acquired will be congenital ......."

Quietly seeing him thinking, he also stood silently, only staring at Yang Jun with bright eyes as if he could speak, and did not move away for a moment.

Suddenly, Yang Jun raised his head sharply and said, "This, isn't it 'no trick to win'?" ”

Hearing the words quietly, he smiled: "It's almost inseparable." ”

"If you are strict in knife skills, and you have those who are proficient in knife skills, you can guess your next move from your castration, so as to take the lead."

A word wakes up the dreamer. Quietly saying this, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Yang Jun woke up in an instant.

His tricks are all in accordance with the classics, and the power is good, but after all, it is too patterned. It's all a routine, and it's too easy to be seen through!

Of course, he can be faster in terms of speed, but if the opponent's eyesight and divine sense are superhuman, wouldn't this be the initiative to give away the right to win?

Yang Jun will never allow such a situation to happen!

Unless the speed of his own sword is already beyond the Saint, no, even if his speed is unmatched, the trick he whispered is also reasonable. If you have a trick in your mind, you will always be one step slower in your hand.

Is it true that the innate god comes first, and the heavenly god comes second?

Yang Jun's mind was like a storm rolled up, his eyes were tightly closed, but his divine sense was infinitely open, in this wilderness, it seemed that he was the only one, there were no mountains, no trees, and no grass.

Seeing that he had fallen into his mind again, Jing smiled and retreated to the mountain pass.

Yang Junjing quietly reminded him, and also remembered what he had seen in the book, knowing God hindered the original god, and now that I think about it, it is probably the quiet interference of the external self and the true self.

He stuck the 10,000 butcher knife on the ground, and the whole person seemed to stand like a tree next to the knife.

For a long time, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, revealing a knowing smile.

Yang Jun raised his hand and put it on the bone-jade hilt, his fingers gradually tightening.

Scold?!

A dazzling white light flashed, and ten thousand butcher knives flew out of the air.

A knife, a sweep!

Another knife, split!

Another slash, slash!

The huge blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife turned into a phantom under the rapid flying, and Yang Jun was also wrapped in this phantom. Standing quietly at the mountain pass, I only saw one white light after another.

The three-inch-wide blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife danced out of a shining ball of light!

The wind swept all around, and first the branches of the trees were rolled up, then the gravel scattered everywhere, and then the large trees that were hugged together were also uprooted, flying far away under the agitation of the blade, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Standing quietly at the mountain pass for a while, seeing that Yang Jun was getting better, he turned around and left.

Yang Jun's hand moves as he wishes, and his divine sense can be governed by inaction, which is equivalent to reducing the burden on the CPU and having more energy to pay attention to the surrounding environment. This suggestion made by Xin Jue Jing was so good that it greatly improved the odds of winning the battle.

Just now, he devoted himself to practicing the knife, but he didn't notice the quiet arrival, and he left quietly at this time, but he didn't escape his "eyes". But because he was indulged in the trick he had just learned, Yang Jun didn't pay attention to the quiet intention. I thought to myself, if she had something to do with herself, she would explain it directly to herself.

When Yang Jun devoted himself to practicing, he didn't pay much attention to the impact of his blade.

He finished practicing the entire set of 28 Paths of the Stars and Thirty-six Paths of Tiangang Knife in one breath, and with a wave of his hand, Yang Jun drew a semicircle of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife in front of him, and the tip of the knife pointed obliquely at the ground, before he opened his eyes to see the mess all over the ground.

Within five zhang, not an inch of grass is left; Five zhang away, there are stumps everywhere.

In the col, the entire plot of land has been turned upside down, and it has long been unrecognizable. Looking down from the sky, with Yang Jun as the center, a huge circle was drawn, and Yang Jun stood quietly in the middle like the center of the circle.

Not enough, still not enough. Yang Jun shook his head.

These trees, grasses and stones are all mortal, how can they be compared to the magic weapons in the hands of the Xuantian Sect disciples? How can I sharpen my sword skills?

While thinking back to the situation of practicing the sword technique just now, and thinking about how to improve the power of the blade, Yang Jun fell into deep thought again.

Ling Chushan has a martial arts arena that can simulate the situation of actual combat. However, this martial arts arena has a strict hierarchy, and it must be entered by cultivation.

With his current low-level cultivation index, he can only enter the low-level martial arts room, and the "equipment" inside cannot meet his requirements at all.

Yang Jun thought for a while, and found that the sky was gradually darkening. It turned out that before I knew it, the day had passed. He picked up his knife and slowly walked out of the col.

When he stepped on the trail of the mountain pass, Yang Jun looked back, and in the twilight, he saw the very regular shape of the big circle in the mountain pass, and the vast sea outside the mountain.

His eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of an idea, put the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife on his shoulder, and his steps flew down the mountain. This time, he didn't take the road back to the top of the clouds.

Jiang Linxian looked for Yang Jun for two days in a row, and went to Yang Jun's residence four times, but he didn't see his figure once. He turned his head and went to the martial arts arena to catch quietly.

"What about Chu Ke, where did this kid die?"

It was already night, but quietly he had just come out of the martial arts arena, dressed in a strong suit, his sideburns were still wet, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water.

Jiang Linxian was carrying the back of her neck, feeling the stickiness of his palm, he immediately let go, wiped his hands in disgust, and said, "What are you practicing?" ”

Quietly ignored him, pinched a cleansing trick to change his body to a refreshing body, brushed his hair, and then said, "What are you looking for Chu Ke for?" The bones are tight, looking for him to loosen them for you? ”

"You damn girl!" Jiang Linxian slapped her, but when she saw that Jing Jing's face was still a little pale after she had just finished practicing, the hand that was about to fall on her head brushed over her shoulder, and said, "I have something to do with him." Do you know where he is? ”

"I don't know!" Quietly and directly strode in front of Jiang Linxian.