"Think about it, what was the original sword?"

Jian Wuregret's expression quickly regained his composure, and his words today seemed to be extraordinarily much, as if he wanted to completely drag out the unspoken words of this era.

"The first sword is metal, one of the five elements, and then it is sharp, the genus of killing, and then it is pure killing. This is the whole meaning of the sword in the first place, it is a tool of killing in itself, and what it represents, naturally, is also more of this. ”

"Therefore, among the sword moves you created before, aside from Xie Hongchen, among them, Breaking the Long Sky and Slaying Ghosts and Gods are undoubtedly the most potential, because their own Dao laws are the most suitable for the way of the sword, and the Zhenshanhe and Junzi Sword are not, of course, the same as Xie Hongchen, if you comprehend this kind of law to a terrifying level, this kind of sword skill also has a terrifying combat power that is even more than two levels."

"Look at yourself now, even a Huang San who is just a heavy one in the Infinite Realm can't be defeated, you are not an ordinary Taiyi Realm cultivator, you used to be a double sword cultivator in the Infinite Realm, this kind of minion is just a sword, and even a matter of thought, because you are Chen Han."

"But now, if it weren't for that way to solve Hongchen, you wouldn't even be able to save your life, the deity really can't figure it out, what are you insisting on?"

Speaking of this, Jian Wuregret smiled again: "Hehe, is it possible that you want to reopen a pure sword path outside of these three thousand avenues?" ”

Anyone can hear that his sentence is a simple joke.

Because in the past nineteen epochs, when the many rules of fire, water, and wind have been completely determined, no one has heard of an additional Heavenly Dao rule.

Even if it is a Mixed Yuan Realm cultivator, it is just a simple reversal of the rules and doing things that are unimaginable to ordinary people, such as the previous sword without regrets twice and directly pulled Liuli, who was far away and didn't know where, to his side.

For example, what happened to Ling Xudao Venerable millions of years ago before, if you want to, you can still see it clearly, and even take action to cause small changes. That's the power of cause and effect.

And the creation of another rule that does not exist in the first place, no one has ever thought about what kind of situation it is. Jian Wuregret may have tried before, but that attempt was to integrate the Three Thousand Great Dao into his own body and unilaterally break himself out of the control of this universe.

It's just a matter of detachment, not recreation.

Chen Han didn't answer, it seemed that from the time just now, he had been completely persuaded by Jian Wuregret, his eyes were low and dark, and he couldn't see half of the mood fluctuations from it.

Nine Nightmare sighed secretly, but he didn't say anything, but took out the sword that had always been dead and dark, and gently stroked the blade of the long sword.

For the sword no regrets said in the words, in fact, he felt that it was not unreasonable, but he did not practice the way of the sword, but the long sword in his hand that had been with him for many years was innocent, at the beginning, it was just an ordinary high-grade fairy sword, this is true, and then he cultivated to climb steadily, and he was not willing to replace it, but collected countless treasures to refine this sword again, until the point of today.

Not only has he had an unimaginable increase in his own combat power, but he also has a lot of wonderful cooperation with his own magical powers.

Among them, whether there was the original utility of this sword, or the factors that have accompanied him, the master who specializes in cultivating the demon path, for a long time, these are all unknown.

Chen Han's sinister intentions for the sword without regrets have actually been heard from the first sentence, but when he hears it, he can hear it, their kind of battle for the avenue is actually not much different from the battle of life and death, which is dangerous and must not be an outsider.

It's just that Jian Wuregret said so, but Chen Han never had a suitable reason to support his own insistence on carrying out his Dao, and he seemed to have lost simply and completely in this Dao battle.

At the same time, Chen Han also secretly asked himself in his heart what the way of the sword in his heart was.

His eyes opened, and his soul withdrew from the soul space, and subconsciously grasped the Gengjin long sword placed beside him, the sword body was snow-white with a little bit of pale golden metallic color, cold, hard, and sharp.

Gently stroking it, Chen Han thought of the many swords that had accompanied him, the most profound of which was the slashing sky that had completely collapsed and dissolved.

It seems that Jian Wuregret is right, such a sword was originally made of metal, the blade is sharp, and the sword weapon is used to kill.

There may be swords with thunder as the edge, flames as the ridge, thick earth as the handle, and frost as the sheath.

There may also be swords with blood as the blade, killing as the spine, human bones as the handle, and corpses as the sheath.

However, these have never been freed from the shackles of the origin of the universe, and they have always only changed their way of existence.

Such a sword, such a sword path, seems to be completely correct, and there is no superfluous path to move forward again.

The kendo in front of me seems to have never been so unfamiliar.

Chen Han's left hand that was not holding the sword subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab forward, he didn't know what he wanted to grasp, in fact, he didn't catch anything.

The kendo in front of me is, indeed, a little narrow.

It is so narrow that it may only accommodate one person to pass through, and it is difficult for others to get involved.

For the first time, Chen Han had a little doubt and unconfidence in himself.

"Boy, don't be too sharp, maybe he is right, but along the way, he is not one step ahead, so he is one step ahead of others."

The voice of the Nine Nightmare suddenly sounded, Chen Han ignored it, and the other party didn't care about Chen Han's coldness.

After a while, Chen Han suddenly asked, "Old devil, have you ever doubted yourself along the way?" ”

The Nine Nightmare replied directly, "No." ”

Chen Han nodded, indicating that he knew.

"What do you think the Devil's Way is? Indiscriminate killing of innocents, selfish and vicious? In fact, most of the monks seek and practice the same path. What is the so-called Tao, not many people can give a complete answer, the birth and death of the universe, the changes of the world, the reincarnation and rotation, maybe, but it can never be completely summarized. ”

This sentence made Chen Han also stunned, everything is for the Tao, everything in this universe, if it can be called the Tao, then it is indeed the case.

Chen Han suddenly remembered what he had said to Old Man Lin when he was very early on the earth, "Entrust the sword in my hand and do the way in my heart."

In this way, it is my sword way, and it is my Chen Han's way.

From the beginning of the little martial artist, Chen Han's comprehension at that time was not comparable to ordinary people, and he thought of these early, but with the improvement of cultivation and experience, this concept of persistence gradually changed.

There is no way, strength is an absolute guarantee, in order to improve his own strength, Chen Han didn't care about it.

What he originally thought in his heart had nothing to do with kendo itself, most of it was just a standard of being a person and doing things, and it was far from rising to this level.

But in his perception, these tens of thousands of years have passed, and this mentality has changed greatly.

When did it start?

Chen Han narrowed his eyes, he remembered that it had started after he was truly invincible on the earth and heard about the higher world.

Suddenly, Chen Han had a trace of understanding in his heart.

(End of chapter)