"What is this?" Patting his cheeks, Chen Han was extremely distressed.

This is the prototype of the exercises he wants to create, if he has to add something else, Chen Han is full of reluctance, this way of integrating the way of all laws into his own sword path is the way that Jian Wuregret subtly brought to him.

What Chen Han really wants is not this, what he wants is pure swordsmanship, and it is also pure himself, not a stand-in for someone, nor a shadow of someone.

It's just that reality and imagination are really not a little bit different, after all, this is matched with the sword of the Xie Hongchen sword style, if the timing is extremely good, it may catch the monks of the Infinite Realm off guard, and they may suffer a big loss.

But fighting like this, let alone the Infinite Realm Double, it is difficult to save his life even in the hands of the Infinite Realm First Cultivator.

Shaking the Gengjin long sword in his hand, Chen Han's brows furrowed slightly, and he returned to the Qing Ming Boat, since he met this Huang San, the Qing Ming Boat did not continue to move forward.

Chen Han waved his hand, and walked back to his own room under the admiring eyes of the maids.

In the room, the purple incense burner exuded a faint special fragrance, and even in this void cosmic starry sky, it was still not affected by the slightest.

The slightest wisp of soothing aroma soaked into his mouth and nose, which calmed his somewhat irritable mind a lot.

"You're not on the right path."

Jian Wuregret's voice, which had not spoken for a long time, suddenly sounded in Chen Han's mind.

Chen Han didn't pay attention to him at all, his own path, where others interfered, and where others could evaluate whether it was right or not.

Subconsciously picked up the snow-white gourd on his waist, Chen Han took a big sip of pain, this wine was nothing else, it was the bright red wine like blood, blood condensation.

Chen Han naturally wouldn't take the initiative to pour this kind of wine, but he made his own initiative to pour it last time when Nine Nightmare was in Caiyi Xing, in order to make Chen Han admit that the wine he brewed by himself was the best wine in the world.

On the avenue, what he sees is nothing more than the realm and combat power, and the improvement of the realm is just that, Chen Han is really a little worried about his own combat power.

"It's a bit of a problem!" Nine Nightmares, who originally liked to contradict Jian Wuregret, suddenly said after a while.

Chen Han was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were closed, and his soul escaped into the sea of souls, and he saw the two familiar old monsters.

Seeing Chen Han's appearance, Jiu Xiao was not surprised, glanced at Jian Wuregret on the side, pretended to clear his throat and said: "For your own kendo problem, Ben Jun doesn't say much, this kind of Dao dispute is easy to bad people's hearts, Ben Jun naturally won't do such stupid things, Ben Jun just told you that your fighting style is extremely problematic." ”

He didn't wait for Chen Han to refute, and continued: "Benjun knows that your persistence and sword path, but you have to think more about it according to the situation, I heard what Jian Zun said before, you were born on a small barbarian planet on the earth, and the combat system there is similar to the martial arts of mortals in ordinary cultivation planets, but it is not really. ”

"Mortal martial arts is to refine and refine qi, refining qi and transforming gods, which is to transform one's own essence and spirit into one's own energy, while monks are refining the aura of heaven and earth for one's own mana, and the difference in nature between the two has led to a completely different fighting style."

"You grew up from that earth, and you cultivate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth like a monk, but you want to fight like a mortal martial arts, and you have to think about the proportions in between." The eyes of the young man's face were slightly narrowed, and the pupils of the black hole gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Even in the soul space, Chen Han still subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows and began to think carefully.

"On the way to Caiyi Country at that time, you once integrated the way of the gentleman into the way of the sword, created that move of the gentleman's sword, and integrated the way of the emperor into the way of the sword, created the sword 'Zhenshan River', and integrated the way of battlefield killing into the way of the sword to create another sword 'slashing ghosts and gods', plus this solution to the red dust and breaking the long sky, do you know the commonality and incompatibility of this?" Jian Wuregret interjected from the side.

The Nine Nightmare glanced at him and said nothing.

Jian Wuregret ignored him and continued: "The way of the sword is not the original rules of the avenue of heaven and earth, but a special kind of way that appears when the laws of many bells are fused together, except for the way of the sword, have you ever heard of the way of the sword, the way of the gun?" ”

Chen Han shook his head.

Jian Wuregret said with some pride: "The reason why there is a separate sword path is that in the cultivation civilization, whether it is the human race, the demon race, or the ghost race, there is a sword cultivation, and there is no so-called sword cultivation and gun cultivation, why is this?" Most monks, even if they don't concentrate on swordsmanship, have more than one flying sword, and some swords, guns, sticks, and the like are collectively called magic weapons, why is this? ”

Chen Han frowned and shook his head again. However, he felt that what Jian Wuregret said didn't seem to have much to do with the previous ones.

Jian Wuregret sighed and said: "There is no such thing as kendo in the world, the way of the sword that you and I say is nothing more than a pursuit of the sword in the heart, in essence, the sword is no different from the sword, gun and club, but the way we cultivate, what we insist on, is the way of the sword in our hearts." ”

"What is kendo? The first killing is the sword, a breath is the sword, the sharp and unparalleled is the sword, the invincible is the sword, the clear and long is the sword, the chic is the sword, the free forget that I am the sword, you are the sword, I am also the sword, so what is the way of the sword? ”

Chen Han had never heard such words, and he didn't react for a long time.

The Nine Nightmare on the side looked at the root of his teeth sour, he couldn't listen to such unwarranted words, and the demon path he believed in had always been idealistic.

"As you did before, gentlemen and sages are swords, the power of emperors is swords, and slashing all living beings can also be swords, and even those seven emotions and six desires can also be turned into sword moves, why do you want to be like now, draw the ground as a prison and make a cocoon to bind yourself?"

Jian Wuregret continued: "My sword path, integrating the three thousand avenues into my body, is my sword way, but what about you, Chen Han, have you thought about it, you don't want to rely on anything, and insist on your so-called sword path, so where does your sword path come from, it's just ethereal and empty." ”

When Jian Wuregret said this, Chen Han's original expression turned from thinking to confusion and uneasiness.

The white-clothed young man who looked with Chen Han showed a rare smile on his face and continued: "Integrating all the ways you have been infected with into a sword path that belongs only to you is also the foundation of the Great Dao, and you can also achieve immortality. ”

Chen Han's eyes moved slightly, as if he was attracted by what the other party said.

(End of chapter)