"Then why didn't you teach me earlier?" Ling Chuxi said with some puzzlement. If Cangyuan had taught her earlier, even if she couldn't use it, she could have comprehended it earlier.

"If it weren't for your promotion to Tianyuan, the martial arts Dan heart would also improve a lot, even if I teach you, you won't be able to comprehend it, and if you are not careful, it may hurt your divine sense." Sword Spirit said.

Ling Chuxi understood, with her current martial arts heart, she had only rehearsed it in her mind just now, and the sea of spirit was almost exhausted. I just guessed that what I learned before would inevitably be inappropriate, but I didn't expect the consequences to be so serious and hurt my spiritual sense.

Ling Chuxi remembered that when he was in Xiaoyin Ancient Mountain, Huangfu Qingjue also said that when his strength crossed Tianyuan and reached the realm of a grandmaster, if he couldn't comprehend the martial arts Danxin, it would be difficult for his strength to improve at all.

"Okay, you can take care of it yourself, and I'll go to recover my spiritual power." The sword spirit said, and the tired figure flashed and disappeared.

Ling Chuxi rested for a while, and only after his innate vitality and spiritual power gradually recovered did he practice again. After being promoted, his body recovered much faster than before.

Ling Chuxi's sword moved at will, slowly stabbing out, as if it contained endless mysteries. The clouds above the peaks and ridges are steaming, and the faint clouds and mist shroud her in the meantime, and the warm sunlight sprinkles layers of fantastic brilliance all around.

The light scattered, and Ling Chuxi's figure also became foggy, like a mist, mysterious, beautiful, and holy, like a fairy in a painting.

Su Yanhua and Su Xiu'er stood in the distance, quietly looking at Ling Chuxi's wonderful figure in the fantasy light and shadow. Gradually, a wonderful feeling came to my heart: Ling Chuxi's graceful figure seemed to have a magical rhythm, which made people unconsciously drunk in it, obviously she was in front of her, but it gave people a sense of transcendence and etherealism. Unconsciously, they are deeply immersed in it, and they seem to have some subtle understandings in their hearts.

Seeing the strange appearance of Su Yanhua and the others, the others gradually gathered around, looking at Ling Chuxi, all following her movements, blending into the rhythm.

But in everyone's heart, there is a completely different understanding: or natural, simple and unedged; or flowing like the wind and clouds; Such as majestic, killing fierce; or vast, like mountains and seas......

Although Ling Chuxi's sword style can't be seen clearly, everyone can more or less feel the infinite mystery contained in the Cangyuan swordsmanship, and imperceptibly, they actually have a trace of their own martial arts comprehension and their own martial arts artistic conception.

For a true martial arts master, such a martial arts artistic conception is the most important.

At this time, Ling Chuxi didn't know that it was this unintentional drill that cultivated many legendary masters for the future Sect Saint Realm, and also pushed the Jindan Sect to a peak that no one could surpass.

Yi Li stared at the figure in the dazzling light and shadow for a long time, and his chest continued to rise and fall with excitement.

With the strength of the peak of the True Yuan, she could appreciate the subtlety contained in the blurred sword style better than anyone else, and that was not at all something she could compare or resist.

Losing to her is really not unjust at all! It was at this moment that Yi Li felt the master's reverence and fascination for the mysterious woman, because facing Ling Chuxi at this time, the same feeling arose in her heart.