"Izumo Nine Swords", a ground-level low-grade martial art, is also the second set of swordsmanship that Ye Changsheng practiced after "Demon Dragon Three Styles".

In the past six months, Changsheng has cultivated the "Izumo Nine Swords", and most of the time has been in the outside world, not in the Ura Realm.

After all, the Zara Realm is not the real world, and it is impossible to sense the flow of the outside breath, so immortality in the Jara is more about practicing the precision of sword moves and the control of strength.

The Fengyun Sword Saint who created the "Izumo Sword Technique" is a Taoist master, so this set of swordsmanship is full of the essence of Taoism.

The rhyme of "Izumo Nine Swords", and even the sword intent, lies in the induction of the breath flowing from heaven and earth, which is the way of nature.

The Tao is natural, and without nature, where does the Tao come from?

Fortunately, the "Chong Xu" upheld by the immortal cultivation, as well as the body method "Jueyun Step", are soaked in the essence of Taoism, and the cultivation of "Izumo Nine Swords" complement each other.

Therefore, the speed of his cultivation of swordsmanship is not slow, and with the bonus of the ethereal sword, in just half a year, "Izumo Nine Swords" has been completed.

On the desperate end, nine swordsmanship, eighty-one changes, one by one, unfolded, rigid and soft, full of rhyme.

A sword stabbed out, seemingly light and light, but like an undercurrent surging at the bottom of the sea, it was enough to tear open a trench.

A sword drawing an arc seems random, but if you see it as a full bowstring ready to go, how thrilling is it?

A sword slashed down, seemingly weak and weak, but it left a deep crack on the solid stone ground!

Izumo sword intent is inexhaustible.

Under the traction of the sword intent, Ye Changsheng's footwork was erratic, and the range of his wandering was getting larger and larger, and there were more and more sword marks on the ground.

"The clouds are unintentional. ”

After the last move, Ye Changsheng returned to the starting posture again, like a reincarnation.

On the uneven stone floor, countless sword marks were left, densely packed.

These sword marks form a huge circle!

The perfect circle seems to be deliberately drawn with a sword, but the countless sword marks that make up the circle are so casual and natural.

The cloud has no intention of going out of Xiu, and the tired bird knows and returns, the way of nature originally contains the order of all things, and the truth of heaven and earth.

Ye Changsheng stood in the circle, looking at the circle left by the sword marks, and nodded with satisfaction.

The great realm of "Izumo Nine Swords" lies in the unity of body and mind, conforming to the rhyme of the Tao, and drawing a perfect circle.

This circle does not tolerate the slightest deliberateness, it is completely natural.

But if there is the slightest deliberateness, the continuous rhyme in the sword move will produce a break, not only can he not draw a circle, but he will not be able to be in the ring.

It's just that where he stands, there is still some distance from the center of the circle.

And only by standing in the center of the circle and being impartial can he truly understand the mystery of "the Taoist pivot in the ring".

Only by reaching this realm can "Izumo Nine Swords" dream of achieving great consummation.

Ye Changsheng held the sword, left a mark where he stood, and then flew up, suspended in midair.

In the open space of the desperate end, there are huge circles one by one, one after another, one after another, there are hundreds of them!

What's even weirder is that the circles are perfect, as if they don't care about the terrain at all.

One of the circles appeared on a steep slope with a three-foot-wide ravine in between.

Within each circle, there is a mark left by Ye Changsheng.

At first, the markers were close to the periphery of the circle, but gradually, the markers moved closer to the center of the circle.

And the mark he just left is very close to the center of the circle.

Falling suddenly, Ye Changsheng swung his sword and swam, and everywhere he went, flying sand and stones.

In a matter of moments, all the sword marks were erased, and the entire top of the mountain seemed to be shoveled off.

Before you know it, the sky has brightened.

Chirp, chirp!

The little dragon eagle playing alone suddenly brightened his eyes, screamed excitedly, and flew out with a snort.

When the little dragon eagle returned, there was a man hanging from his talons.

"Put me down, let me down!" shouted the sledgehammer, dangling from the talons.

With a pop, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and his face turned into a red cloth in shame.

With a roar, the sledgehammer got up, picked up the hammer, and rushed towards the little dragon eagle who was bullying him.

In the past six months, the cultivation of sledgehammer has become regular, awakening from the power of single words to all aspects.

Although his strength has not increased as significantly as before, his control over his power has become more and more free.

A hammer is lifted lightly in his hands, and it can be retracted freely.

It spreads out like a raging storm and a stormy wave, endlessly.

No one could have imagined that the hammer in his hand would weigh 3,800 catties!

It's a pity that the little dragon eagle can fly, but the sledgehammer cannot.

Once off the ground, the hammer's power is greatly reduced, and its movements are not smooth.

The sledgehammer is the body of the power bully, and his innate strength is only one aspect, and his cultivation talent is actually very high.

However, his cultivation time was too short, and when he counted it together, it was less than a year.

In just one year, how could his understanding of martial arts be deepened, and how could the realm keep up?

The sledgehammer can have its current performance, and Ye Changsheng is already very satisfied.

Sledgehammer and Little Dragon Eagle both regarded each other as the object of training, and they were happy to fight for a while.

Changsheng watched for a while, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain, accompanied by the Great Worship.

After half a year of operation, Wenjian Hall has become regular, and Ye Changsheng is the same when he is not there.

But as the young hall master of the Sword Hall, in fact, even though he had nothing to do on weekdays, every two or three days, he still had to go over and see it in person.

At the foot of the hill, there is a checkpoint, and next to it is a magnificent four-wheeled carriage.

Ye Changsheng's personal guard captain Xin Ru, with twelve personal guards, waited in place.

When everyone saw Ye Changsheng walking down the mountain, they hurriedly greeted him and saluted.

Since the old housekeeper Ye Zhong visited several top magnates in the provincial capital, the Ye family has become more sophisticated.

Take Ye Zhongde to say, the young master can not pay attention to these rules, but the Ye family can't go without paying attention to them.

In this regard, the Ye family showed amazing unanimity up and down.

Ye Changsheng didn't ask.

The carriage he rode in was ordered from the Alchemist Guild, with a more ornate appearance, and the wall of the carriage was also marked with the Ye family's mark: a heart-shaped maple leaf, with three wavy lines painted on it, like leaf veins, and like three rivers.

The samurai costumes worn by Xin Ru, the long swords and two-handed swords they matched, were also of a unified standard, and both weapons and clothing had the marks of the Ye family.

Even the driver of the car was dressed in brand new black clothes, with a red leaf embroidered on his chest.

When Ye Changsheng got into the carriage, he couldn't jump directly on it, he could only step on a small bench, and then enter the carriage slowly.

Ye Changsheng didn't use a wheelchair today, so he got into the carriage so awkwardly.

The carriage moved forward, and outside the window, Xin Ru announced: "Childe, Mo Chou Bo is here, he arrived overnight, and he is waiting for you in the Sword Hall at the moment." ”

Did Mo Chou Bo come over in person, or did he rush overnight?

Is something big going on?

Ye Changsheng's heart tightened, and he ordered the speed of the carriage to be faster.

(End of chapter)