Chapter 663: The Second Form of the Jumang Sword Method
After all, Xiaobai's food has always been a curse mark. Never eat substance.
If something really goes wrong, it will be very troublesome to solve it in the future.
The second style of the sentence mang's knife method, a little firefly in the lonely light.
When she was in Star Key Villa, Master Beauty gave her a demonstration. But this second form is very particular about an artistic conception and comprehension, and she failed to comprehend it at that time, so it has been shelved.
Master Beauty said at the time, this lonely light is a little firefly, that is, the surroundings are dark, this dark world, dark clouds cover the night, there is no light, only the knife in your hand can cut through the darkness, and the knife light, like a lonely light and a little firefly, brings hope and subversion!
Cloud Allure didn't understand it at the time.
Nowadays, the environment in front of me is so appropriate and so suitable.
"Xiaobai."
"Huh? Ma Ma you say. ”
"Turn a three-point candle flame into a one." It's too bright, and it's not good, it affects the cultivation of this move.
"Okay?" ( ̄▽ ̄)
The obedient Xiaobai didn't ask the reason at all, and extinguished the candles on the two green branches, leaving only the most central bit of light.
Yun Chengcheng nodded with satisfaction: "That's it!" Now, keep quiet, I'm going to comprehend the sword. ”
Xiaobai really quieted down.
Don't dare to disturb the dearest Ma Ma cultivation.
Yun Qicheng sat cross-legged, the Jumang knife in his hand, one hand holding the hilt, the other hand caressing the blade, feeling the coldness to the bone.
When she practiced this move before, she always closed her eyes.
Because when you close your eyes, you can feel the darkness.
But now in the special environment of this dark room, there is no need to close your eyes at all, and you can feel a more complete hellish darkness!
How to break through the clouds.
How to cut the shackles of darkness.
How to make a knife in your hand, called a lone light a little firefly.
How to cut out this indomitable momentum, break the darkness, break and stand?
She's realizing.
She was thinking.
She's trying.
Time passes slowly.
Day 5, Day 6, Day 7.
Three days passed slowly, and she still maintained a motionless posture of sitting in place, holding a sentence in her hand. Her eyes were sharp, and her eyes were full of knives, all of which were sharp knife intent.
Even, her whole person is as sharp as a knife.
Break!
How can it be broken!
This layer of darkness is the shackles of the soul, the shackles you put on yourself, if you don't break it, you will never be able to win yourself, you will always be a mediocre talent!
A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Yun Qicheng's forehead.
It's almost there.
It's almost there.
She felt that she had touched the threshold of the artistic conception of a lone light.
What is the darkness in her heart?
It's deception.
The figures of the beautiful master and Mo Bai flashed out at the same time.
Then break it!
"Brush—"
A sharp sword light cut off the dark space in this area.
At the same time, there is also the confusion and darkness in her own heart!
"A little firefly in the lonely light!"
This trick was finally understood.
The black room was split in half by her directly from the middle.
The light was cast in.
At this moment, she raised her head and let the warm sunlight fall on her face.
She hadn't seen the light for seven days and seven nights, and she was suddenly in a bright world, which made her very uncomfortable. Subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.
It's a bit glaring.
Lost in the dark for too long,