"Swordsmanship? Won't you help me dredge the meridians and improve the true yuan qi or something? Ling Chuxi was stunned, compared to martial arts, true yuan cultivation is the foundation, there is no sword style and no corresponding true yuan cultivation, I feel that the cart before the horse.

"With my current spiritual power, do you think I can do it?" Cang Yuan asked with a wry smile.

"Okay, but it's just a formula, isn't it a little less?" Ling Chuxi thought about it and felt that he was a little difficult to be a strong man, Cang Yuan was so difficult to wake up even once, if he really wanted him to help dredge the meridians and improve the true yuan qi, I am afraid that he would have to sleep for another 10,000 years before he could wake up, and he might be completely dissolved.

However, it is still a little less to teach only one style, and for good things, Ling Chuxi will never be too little.

"This is enough for you to protect yourself, and I only fuse the Abyss Sword Soul and Sword Spirit, and with my current ability, I can only teach you this style." Cangyuan said.

After speaking, in Ling Chuxi's mind, the majestic figure of Cangyuan slowly emerged.

"Look, I can only practice it once, and it's up to you whether you can comprehend it or not." Cang Yuan said and moved slowly.

The figure swept the sword in his hand, and his body moved slowly, so slow that he could barely feel his movement.

But in this sword, Ling Chuxi clearly felt that it was light, smart, condensed, and simple, and it was all in one body, the body was like a long sword, the sword moved with his heart, people and swords, regardless of each other, heaven and earth, divine thoughts, and all things in the wilderness, were all in this sword.

Every movement of his sword, every inch of the movement of the sword body, with a strange rhythm and rhyme, writes the reincarnation of the eternal Cangsang, and contains the mystery of the changes in the universe.

If you have to describe it by Ling Chuxi, then you can only use two words: perfect!

Ling Chuxi was fully absorbed into it, carefully experiencing every slight change in this sword style, and comprehending the profound sword intent.

I don't know how long it took for Cang Yuan's movements to finally stop.

Ling Chuxi was still immersed in that sword intent, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time, and after a long time, his mind retreated.

"Got it?" Cang Yuan asked.

Ling Chuxi nodded, thought about it, and shook his head again. This sword seems simple, but in fact, it has infinite changes, including the truth of heaven and earth, which is so easy to comprehend. Fortunately, Cangyuan only taught her this formula, and if she had more, it would be difficult for her to even memorize it.

"With your martial arts heart, you should be able to comprehend, take your time." Cang Yuan said, his figure became extremely illusory, and his voice revealed a thick exhaustion.

"Wait!" Ling Chuxi knew that the spiritual power of the Dao Cangyuan Sword Spirit was almost exhausted, and he was about to fall into a deep sleep again, so he hurriedly shouted.

"What else?"

"How can we find the other Abyssal Remnants?" Ling Chuxi had already felt the mystery and power of this style of swordsmanship, and he was full of interest in the other six styles of the Cangyuan Sword, but according to Cangyuan's statement, unless he could find other Cangyuan remnants, his ability would not be able to teach the other six styles.

"If I can have enough spiritual power to cultivate my soul, I can condense into the sword spirit body, and then I can help you find other abyssal remnants." Cangyuan said.

"Plenty of spiritual power? You mean Mo Yujing? Ling Chuxi thought for a while and asked.

"It doesn't have to be Mo Yujing, other heavenly treasures that can cultivate the soul can also be used." Cang Yuan's voice became weaker and weaker, becoming incomparably distant, and the last word was already weak and inaudible, and he fell into a deep sleep again.