The more I think about it, the more annoyed I become, the more impatient I become, is it true that I have lost myself in power, and will I become the next Zuo Lengzen and let me do it? No, I can't go on like this.

Absolutely not, my night wind must not let the power control itself, and I must not lose my heart at any time, what I want to do is a chivalrous man worthy of my heart!

When Night Wind thought of this, he felt a lot of pride in his heart, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a long whistle, which was heard far away in the night.

With a sound of "bang", the night wind long sword was unsheathed, and the 7749-style true swordsmanship was used.

From the first type of "Zhang Fan lifts the sword", and then the long sword shakes out nineteen sword flowers, which is the second type of "soft oars do not apply", and then the wrist turns, and turns around to make a move "Xiao Ji Qingzhou...... The all-true swordsmanship of Sen Ran's atmosphere is supplemented by the "Zixia True Scripture" of Zhongzheng and the peaceful and mighty soup, and one move is unfolded. He had now forgotten his previous troubles, and his whole body and mind were completely intoxicated with this move, exhaling and breathing.

The 7749-style Quanzhen swordsmanship quickly made the last few moves, "drunk and greedy", "lonely light and self-illumination", and "thousands of miles to seal the throat"...... When the last form of "Guanhe Dream Break" was stabbed, the night wind pinched the sword technique and slowly closed the momentum, exhaling a breath of turbidity. The suffocation in his chest just now was all swept away, and his calm heart had been completely integrated into this quiet night.

Since the fate of Liu Zhengfeng and Lin Zhennan's family has changed because of me, then it means that the ending of the original Zhonghua Mountain School will also be different because of me, and it will not be as tragic as in the book, I must let the prestige of the Huashan School spread all over the world, just like the Quanzhen Sect hundreds of years ago, and become a martial arts holy place admired by everyone in the martial arts, the ancestral court of the inner family, and the first in the world.

Don't need so many calculations, don't need so many conspiracies, and lead Huashan step by step to the pinnacle of martial arts with upright strength.

Thinking of this, Night Wind was even more arrogant in his heart, and he lifted the long sword upside down in his left hand, and the newly created "Thirteen Swords of Wind and Cloud" came out in his hands.

The thirteen swords of Fengyun are different from the Zhongzheng peace of the Quanzhen swordsmanship, it is a set of swordsmanship of killing, the so-called dragon from the clouds, the tiger from the wind, the wind and clouds converge, the world is unparalleled, it is the night wind in the epiphany according to the inspiration in the previous life, not only contains the ethereal of the nine swords of the breeze, but also contains the impermanence of the clouds.

A sword came out, the wind and clouds gathered, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, for a while, the entire courtyard was shrouded in sword qi, the sword qi rushed into the sky, the sword shadow flew up, and the long sword flashed with a cold cold light in the moonlight.

Like a white line flying up and down, flowing clouds and water, and like an antelope hanging horns, there is no trace to be found, natural and smart, like a shock.

Like a long river roaring, unstoppable, rushing, and like a drizzle, omnipresent, like a dream.

The sound of the sword coming from "Zheng Zheng" was deafening, the sword was like a dragon in the wind, a sword was faster than a sword, and slowly with the swordsmanship, he had a new understanding of the swordsmanship he had created.

When the last sword technique was cast, a rushing sword intent could no longer be concealed, and it rushed straight to the sky, ignoring the night wind, and couldn't help but sit cross-legged, and his mind was silent in the realization just now.

At the same time as the night wind comprehended, Feng Qingyang's eyes of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion opened, and he looked at Nanfeng Nannan and said: "It seems that Feng'er's sword intent has improved again, and he should be about to break through the peerless realm, he is really a demon." With that, he closed his eyes again.

Luo Xiaxuan's Yue Buqun, who was already resting, suddenly opened his eyes, got out of bed, opened the door, and looked at Nanfeng, the joy in his eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

"Senior brother, is this Feng'er's sword intent?" Ning Zhong asked in shock as he stood behind Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun nodded lightly and said: "It's Feng'er's sword intent, I didn't expect Feng'er's martial arts realm to have reached this point, originally my husband thought that after some realizations just now, I would break through the peerless realm one step ahead of Feng'er, but now it seems that Feng'er is probably one step ahead of her husband again, which is really helpless." ”

Although he said this, the smile on Yue Buqun's face became stronger and stronger.

In a courtyard in Nanfeng, Ling Hu Chong's hand holding the wine jug unconsciously let go, the wine jug fell to the ground, and the wine spilled all over the ground, and his hazy eyes flashed in a flash, looking at the courtyard of the night breeze, and muttered: "Senior brother, is this a breakthrough again?"

"Second Senior Brother, wait for me?"

Looking at Ling Hu Chong's back, Lu Dayou woke up in shock, and with a mistake under his feet, Ling Bo moved up with slight steps, his body was like a rainbow, and he followed Ling Hu Chong away.

At this time, the night wind was unconscious, and the whole person was immersed in the perception just now, and his mind was constantly rehearsing the thirteen swords of Fengyun just now.

The more he practiced, the more he felt his ignorance, as if the Thirteen Swords of Fengyun were endless, there were no moves at all, and each move had its own different way of making moves.

It is continuous and unpredictable, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the kind of sword intent that is like eternal eternity, as if it is like a giant pillar that reaches the sky and stands there forever.

Now he realized how ridiculous the so-called self-created Fengyun Thirteen Swords were, it was just a trace of the evolution of sword intent, only the sword intent was eternal, and it was the foundation that supported the Fengyun Thirteen Swords.

And on this basis, the thirteen swords of Fengyun, where are the thirteen swords, but eighteen swords, twenty swords and even three hundred swords, and even infinite moves can be added or deleted on this basis, even if it is a basic swordsmanship, it can also exert the power of the thirteen swords of Fengyun with the blessing of sword intent.

In the past, I fought with people, and it was basically crushed, so I never thought about it seriously, but now that I think about it, I think it's ridiculous.

It's ridiculous that I thought it was all the magic and mystery of swordsmanship, but now I understand that it is the effect of sword intent, sword intent is the foundation, and sword moves are the end, this is the true meaning of swordsmanship.

And the role of swordsmanship moves is just to conceive sword intent, when the sword intent is first formed, the so-called swordsmanship is no longer so important, and sword intent is the root of a swordsman.

In fact, he had already seen these in his previous life, but he himself always thought that it was just some people's imagination, and he didn't want to end up but returned to the roots.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's understanding of swordsmanship has risen to a higher level again, and he has also had a first understanding of the importance of sword intent, and he now understands why Yue Buqun has basically not practiced martial arts much since he cultivated the Dao, but his martial arts are getting higher and higher, and his progress is getting faster and faster, in the final analysis, it is just the role of the realm.

I had already understood the truth before, but I was attracted by the magic of martial arts and gradually went astray, but now it is not too late to understand.

Solving all the doubts in his heart, the night wind suddenly felt a surge of true qi in his whole body, surging like a tide, and his heart was suddenly startled, and he began to run the "Zixia True Scripture" to calm down, and as the "Zixia True Scripture" continued to run, the gradually churning true qi began to slowly calm down.

When he opened his eyes, two sword intents flashed out of his eyes. Shoot two small holes from the rockery in front of you.

Sword intent Xiaocheng, an inexplicable message emerged in his mind, Night Wind was stunned for a moment, flashed a trace of doubt, as for where the information came from, he didn't know at all, as if it appeared in his mind so naturally, as for the sword intent Xiaocheng on it, with his estimation, it can only be achieved when he breaks through the peerless realm, otherwise, with his current physical foundation, it is simply unbearable, of course, this is his intuition in his heart, as for whether this is the case, he doesn't know.

"Could it be your own golden finger?" Night Wind was overjoyed and couldn't help but look at the information in his mind.

It wasn't until a long time that he learned the division of sword intent in his mind.

In general, the sword intent can be divided into the initial formation of the sword intent, the small success, and the consummation of the small intent, when the sword intent can be condensed, it can be divided into one to nine orders, and the ninth order of the sword intent is the consummation of the great success, the so-called ninety-nine to one, and finally detachment.

After understanding, Night Wind couldn't help but think about what his golden finger was, system, or something else, and couldn't help but use his divine sense to scan it in his body from beginning to end, he knew that he was thinking too much, shook his head with a wry smile, and stood up,

But if you don't have a golden finger, then where does the information in your mind come from?

But if you don't have a golden finger, then where does the information in your mind come from? After a lot of effort, the night wind couldn't think of it, so he had to put it down for the time being, and began to sense the changes in his body, he found that his whole body had not changed much, if he said that there were, it was only getting closer and closer to the peerless realm, originally according to his estimate, he could break through to the peerless realm in more than a year at most, but he didn't want to realize it this time, he found that he might not take a year, and he could even say that he could break through at any time, but for the sake of the future foundation, he still decided to let it break through naturally.

But even so, according to his estimate, three months is enough time for him to break through, thinking of this, the loss of no golden finger is also swept away, and a smile appears on his handsome face again.

"Qiang"

The long sword in his hand was thrown, and the sword seemed to have eyes, and with a sound, it was directly inserted into the scabbard, and his eyes looked at the bright moon suspended in the night sky, and he once again felt a sense of loneliness.

"Maybe it's time for me to find a partner?"

At this moment, there was a sound of clothes breaking through the air, and Night Wind's ears moved slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Senior brother, did you break through again just now?" A voice came from far and near, and as soon as the words fell, Ling Hu Chong's figure suddenly appeared in front of the night wind, and his eyes looked at the night wind with a hint of inquiry.

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