Chapter 8 The Sword in the Snow

Although it was getting late, the college was brightly lit, as if to light the way forward for the students.

At this time, not long after dinner, she was flipping through one of the martial arts cheats she had just taken, the method of artistic conception, and her maid Xiaoqin was cleaning up the room.

Heavenly Martyrdom is the first priority of going against the sky, and the state of mind is one, so I naturally have a strong interest in the method of artistic conception, and see what is the difference between the two.

The law of artistic conception, that is, for the deep understanding of the martial arts they have learned, comprehend its artistic conception, if there is a weapon to achieve unity, such as a sword, comprehend the essentials, you can achieve the unity of human sword, all the four seas are swords, the sword of the world is used by me.

Seeing such a domineering introduction, Tianyan immediately learned to open the chapter of sword intent, and introduced at the beginning: Sword intent, an important artistic conception of a martial artist who cultivates swordsmanship, when he reaches the unity of man and sword, everything is a sword, the sword is gone, everything around can be used as a sword, flowers and trees, etc., can be a sword, and the sword can be commanded by you, and the long-range attack can be made.

Sword intent, is not the meaning of the sword, the mind, but the mind of the sword, and the sword to communicate, only people treat the sword like their own wife, husband, then the sword will exert the most powerful power of the sword, the sword intent, is the soul of the sword warrior, no sword intent, then the sword warrior is quite no soul, the artistic conception level of the sword intent is the same, the artistic conception of the heart, the artistic conception of the teacher, the artistic conception of the sect, the artistic conception of the emperor, the artistic conception of the saint, the artistic conception of the emperor, the artistic conception of God, the artistic conception of heaven.

Communicate with the sword, everyone's sword has a soul, as for how to communicate, everyone's way is different, everything is up to you.

Seeing this, Tianyan tried to communicate with the blood-drinking, no matter how he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, he couldn't feel the blood-drinking soul.

"What went wrong? Is it not the right way? Drink blood, drink blood, right?"

Tian Yan immediately picked up the blood drinker and slashed a sword in his palm, the blood flowed out quickly, and the blood splashed on the blood.

"Ah, master, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, Xiaoqin scared her enough, but she quickly reacted, and immediately took out the potion, bandages to disinfect the heavens, stop the bleeding, and tie bandages, how familiar all this is, fast and accurate.

Tianyan was very heart-warming at this time, touched Xiaoqin's head, and said with a smile: "Xiaoqin, don't be afraid, I'm practicing martial arts, I'm worrying you, okay, you go to the room first." ”

"Yes, master. ”

Looking at Xiaoqin's back, Tianyan felt a little touched, and really wanted to treat her as his sister.

"This..." At this time, she found that the blood splashed with the blood was quickly sucked dry by the blood, and the blade of the blood-drinking sword became more and more red, and more and more sharp, and said, "Sure enough, there is a soul." ”

Celestial Death relaxed, closed his eyes again, and felt the breath of the sword with his heart.

After a while, a gust of wind blew, and Tianyan felt the shadow of a sword appear in her mind, and many swords appeared in her mind, and the swords swirled in groups, forming a storm-like scene.

Feeling the breath of the sword, Tian Yan smiled slightly.

"Master, hello, I am a blood-drinker, called the teacher, the ghost of the ghost. "It's a woman's voice.

This is the blood drink, which appears in the form of a sword in the mind of the Heavenly Dead.

"Are you a woman?" said in surprise when he heard a woman's voice from the Evil Emperor's Blade.

"I was made by a powerful woman who used her own blood as a material, and her blood gave birth to me, master, and I will be yours from now on. ”

"Uh, okay. "When Tianyan heard this, he felt a little awkward, it will be mine in the future...

"Okay, from now on, let's fight together and walk the rivers and lakes. Tian Di smiled at the blood.

"Yes, master, I will go wherever you go?"

When he opened his eyes, the flowers and trees around him moved, and the scattered leaves next to the Heavenly Death suddenly flew up, and the leaves had white vitality, forming a sword, and the leaves attacked the stone, and the stone was pierced out of a hole, and the leaves were embedded in it.

The index finger and middle finger of the right hand were combined, and the blood suddenly flew up, and the sword went in whichever direction the fingers of the Heavenly Corpse went.

Heavenly Death has practiced sword intent and achieved the unity of human and sword.

Sword intent is an important "soul" of a sword warrior, without sword intent, just like an eagle without wings, the combat ability will be greatly reduced.

"Haha, it's very smart, I learned the sword intent so quickly, and the human sword is one. ”

Suddenly, in front of the Heavenly Death Mansion, a young man in white flew in the air, with his hands in his trouser pockets, wearing a long coat of the academy, with blond hair and a smile in his eyes, looking only eighteen years old.

"Come here. ”

The man only said this, and with a "bang" of the heavenly sword, it flew towards the man's side and wrapped around it, as if it was very close.

"Sword intent?" Tian Yan immediately understood the sword intent of the other party's cultivation, he was able to turn other people's swords into his own, and the other party's sword intent was far stronger than his own, and the other party's sword intent had a cold aura.

Tian Yan launched the sword intent, but the sword did not react, and he himself was a little dizzy, and after three breaths, Tian Yan could no longer hold on and sat on the ground.

"Well, you can hold on to three breaths, yes, if an ordinary martial artist can't hold on to one breath, get up. The young man landed in the mansion of the Heavenly Dead, stretched out his hand, and pulled the Heavenly Dead up.

"Hello examiner, teacher. "Tian Di recognized him, this man was the chief examiner who had assessed himself before.

"Introduce yourself first, my name is Sword in the Snow, please advise, I came to you because you are a genius, I don't want others to dig me..."

"Are you a sword in the snow?" Before he could finish his words, the heavenly corpse shouted loudly, this was not horror, but worship, the worship of idols, the excitement of seeing idols.

"yes..."

"That was named the first sword god by the countries of the Ming Yuan Continent, and he was only seventeen years old, a year ago, Xue Qingtian, the first master of the Hongyuan Empire's Emperor Realm, had a conflict with you, the two of you can actually fight for a day and a night, and you only have the Lifeline Realm, the Tianyuan Position, and you can actually seriously injure Xue Qingtian, he has not recovered yet, and you are only a little injured, you are the sword god who is only seventeen years old, the sword in the snow?"

Tianyan spoke with excitement, he didn't expect to meet him here.

"Don't get excited, it was a fluke. ”

"Xiaoqin, make tea. ”

In the living room, Tianyan and Xue Zhongjian were slowly sipping tea, and Xiaoqin was waiting for orders next to them.

"I don't know you... Come to me... What's the matter?" Tianyan was very excited in his heart at this time, and his face turned red.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to take you as an apprentice, because you also practice swords, I also practice swords, I'm still a mentor, you're a genius, I don't want others to poach you, if you appreciate your face, can you let me guide you, and I've found you a good teacher to teach you the art of war, I have never led soldiers to fight, I am not very familiar with the art of war, the teacher who taught you the art of war is a ruthless person who often leads soldiers to war. ”

In order to win over the Heavenly Dead, this young man named Snow Sword spent a lot of effort.

"Teacher, please bow down to the apprentice. "After the battle just now, Tian Di has no problem with him wanting to be his mentor.

"Well, get up, and tomorrow, put on this college uniform, come to Tianhai Pavilion to find me, and in the future, you will have to wear a school uniform in the academy, even if you are a tutor. The sword in the snow took out a white uniform from the box space and said.

"Yes, Master. ”

The wind rose, and the sword in the snow looked at the sky in the distance, and said: "The world is so big, our Mingyuan Continent is too small, the entire Hongyu Continent, even the Heavenly Realm, the Demon Realm, we are all as small as ants, when I break through the Dao Emperor Realm, I will leave the Mingyuan Continent, and let the entire Hongyu Continent, the Heavenly Realm, and the Demon Realm leave their names." ”

"There is still a long way to go. ”

Left the heavenly corpse to think in the wind.