"Boats, sails, people!"

The five levels of comprehension in Qingxu's mind burst out with countless sparks of inspiration in his mind when he listened to the words of the Rising Spirit.

He himself is extremely talented in sword cultivation, otherwise it would be impossible to enter the Dongyang Sword Sect, but he has only cultivated the supreme classic of the Dongyang Sword Sect in a few years, and comprehended the sword intent, and was respected as a sword saint by the martial arts world.

During this period of time, although Qingxu himself did not continue to study the Dongyang Sword Codex, and the cultivation of sword intent also embarked on the road of comprehending the candle dragon sword intent in the condensing light sword, but his own experience has been accumulated, so that his comprehension of the sword path also has an extremely deep accumulation, and now he is stimulated by the chase Feng, the sword intent in the spiritual world operates spontaneously, and the Dongyang sword intent is growing at the same time, the candle dragon sword intent is suddenly constantly impacted, shocked, and gradually collapsed.

"The way of the sword is like crossing the sea, the sword is like a man, the sword spirit is like a sail, as a ship, a person, no matter how high the navigation skills, if there is no sail, it is also unsustainable, and there is no ship, no one to steer, no sail to turn into power, it still can't move, the same is true of empty sails...... Only when all three of them reach the pinnacle and cooperate wholeheartedly and perfectly, can they sail smoothly in the sea and reach the other side of the highest realm. ”

Inspiration burst out in Qingxu's mind, and the voices were like Hong Zhong Da Lu, constantly reverberating in his spiritual world, making the spiritual world like an earthquake, booming.

And at the core of his spiritual world, the phantom that belonged to the Candle Dragon Sword Intent was peeling off and collapsing layer by layer under the continuous vibration of the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu, as if a peerless divine weapon full of rust shook all the rust under the shock of this vast divine sound, thus manifesting the true edge!

The edge of the peerless sword!

"Buzz!"

At the same time as the divine sword condensed in the spiritual world, the qi and blood in Qingxu's body were also involuntarily guided by the nascent sword intent, and fused with the sword intent, at the same time, when his true yuan was all sealed, that sword qi involuntarily guided the qi and blood in his body, and began to refine and refine the qi, deriving a new kind of true qi formed based on the sword intent.

Roughly speaking, it seems that there is no difference between visualizing the Golden Crow and the Candle Dragon Divine Soul and finally condensing the true qi, but now it is condensing the peerless sword intent phantom to condense the true qi, but in fact, it is ......

The dominance of the two has quietly changed.

Visualizing the Golden Crow and the Candle Dragon, the ultimate growth direction of the cultivators is to transform and change towards the Golden Crow and the Candle Dragon, and the ultimate path of their cultivation is to incarnate the real Golden Crow and Candle Dragon, that is to say, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot surpass the real Golden Crow and Candle Dragon, even if they return to their origins with the bloodline of the Golden Crow and the Candle Dragon, and return to their distant ancestors, they still can't break through the shackles of the final bloodline.

But at this moment......

What dominates his cultivation path is no longer the bloodline, but the Qingxu itself, his own sword intent, and this sword intent originates from the cultivator's own will and worldview, no one knows where the ultimate achievement of such a sword intent lies......

"Kendo ......"

was about to continue to draw the sword, and the Qingxu was defeated in one fell swoop, as if he felt the change in the breath on the Qingxu's body, his body suddenly paused on the spot, a little stunned, and stared at the Qingxu in a daze, as if he sensed something familiar on him, under the stimulation of this familiar feeling, it seemed to think of something, and fell into remembrance for a while, stunned, just stared at Qingxu, and was silent for a long time......

The sword intent vibration in the Qingxu spiritual world lasted for a whole day.

Fortunately, since he has now stepped on the mountainside of Ten Thousand Swords Peak, if everyone does not step into the sky, they will not be able to see his figure really, but they don't know what he is still doing on the mountain, but they just feel that he is not reconciled, and he is still experiencing failures again and again, and no one has disturbed him along the way.

After the spiritual shock of Qingxu gradually stabilized, his gaze also refocused on the sword intent in the spiritual world that was completely integrated into his personal essence and spirit.

Dacheng!

The sword intent is complete!

Although it has not yet reached the peak of Dacheng, which is only half a step away from consummation, this sword intent ......

But it is completely condensed by his personal essence and spirit, representing all the essence of his cultivation of the Dongyang Sword Code so far, even if the strength of the sword intent is not comparable to the original, but Qingxu commanded, but there is a sense of blood and essence connected.

Such a sword intent may be inferior in strength to the original Candle Dragon Sword Intent at the peak of Dacheng, but if the two are suppressed at the same time to the True Qi, Refining Gang, and even the Divine Qi and the Qing Netherworld, Qingxu can completely rely on the perfect fit of this sword qi and its own essence to crush the Candle Dragon Sword Intent with an absolute advantage.

No!

It's not just crushing......

It's about jumping over the stairs!

The Dacheng Dongyang Sword Intent of the True Qi Realm can defeat the Dacheng Peak Candle Dragon Sword Intent of the Refining Gang Realm......

Incredible!

"This is the real sword intent...... It's completely my sword intent...... This is my way!"

Qingxu held his hand in his empty hand, and under the shock of sword intent, he felt that all the swordsmanship he had practiced could burst out with double or even several times the power at this moment.

For a moment, Qingxu seemed to think of something, and his gaze suddenly fell on the Candle Dragon Sword Intent.

At that time, he felt something in his heart, and fell into a strange state like an almost epiphany, and all his mind was focused on the transformation of Dongyang Sword Intent, and he didn't notice the collapse of the Candle Dragon Sword Intent at all, so that when his Sword Intent rushed to the Dacheng Realm, the Candle Dragon Sword Intent had completely collapsed under the impact of his Dongyang Sword Intent, and the direct impact of the collapse of the Candle Dragon Sword Intent was ......

It's the candle dragon's soul is dim......

It is even so bleak that there is a tendency to collapse.

Qingxu estimated that if he couldn't find a solution to the collapse of the Candle Dragon Sword Intent within a few months, his Candle Dragon Divine Soul would completely dissipate, and the Candle Dragon Divine Body that he had cultivated with great difficulty would also be annihilated and returned to nothingness.

More than just the Candle Dragon Divine Body......

Since his sword intent has changed from the previous excavation of the Golden Crow and Candle Dragon bloodlines to the cultivation of his own sword intent by gathering his own essence and spirit, if he wants to cultivate the Golden Crow bloodline to a higher realm in the future, he must change his own sword intent characteristics, from his own sword intent, to derive the sword intent close to the will form of the Golden Crow Divine Beast, otherwise, his Golden Crow bloodline cultivation will be cut off from now on......

This kind of consequence can't help but make Qingxu's heart sink.

Kendo requires sincerity and purity, this exclusivity......

It's too strong.

Overweening!

Qingxu closed his eyes, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

It's a choice that can torment a person to the ground.

Since stepping into this world, he has given up his love for kendo in pursuit of power, but now he ......

Suddenly, he had an epiphany of the sword, and the sword intent was completed, reawakening his heart of the sword, but he had to face this cruel choice again!

Dream......

Still going to lose to reality?

He's already lost once......

Do you need to lose a second time?

Or rather......

Since it has already been defeated once......

Then the second failure no longer seems so intolerable?

And if the second time, he still succumbs to defeat, will the third, fourth, fifth, and countless more times be far away......

A hint of confusion flashed in Qingxu's painful expression.

Can't see the road clearly, can't see the future clearly......

"A new kind of kendo, but I feel that this kind of kendo is full of wavering, it seems to be a flash in the pan, and it may be extinguished at any time, drowned in the dust of history......"

Just as Qingxu was tormented by this choice, a voice rang out.

It's a front-running.

Sword and soul chase the edge.

Qingxu looked at the sword spirit in front of him, this strange existence that didn't know how many years it had existed, and on it, it also felt confused.

"Do you have the same confusion?"

"Confused ......"

Zhu Feng lowered his head: "Perhaps, many times, I do feel very lost, as if now, I don't know what the meaning of my existence is, what am I staying here for......?

Speaking of this, a ...... appeared on Zhufeng's face A smile that doesn't count as a smile......

Because, it hasn't laughed in a long time.

Because, for too long, there has been no "kind" to make it speak well.

"Day after day, cycle after cycle. ”

Chase Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the void, as if he wanted to grasp something......

Is it a trace of time?

Pity......

Nothing resides in its hands.

Qingxu was silent.

Tens of millions of years of confusion, compared to Cha Feng, the torture and choice he is currently facing seems to be nothing......

"I'm curious, if your will has not been affected by this confused state of mind, then how powerful your sword intent and your sword edge will be ......"

"Impact? How can there be an impact?"

Zhu Feng glanced at Qingxu strangely, and then, with a stroke of his hand......

Without the slightest impact!

His sword intent is still fierce.

Like a peerless divine weapon hidden in the scabbard for decades, once it is unsheathed, the gods and ghosts are cleared, the essence of that kind of sword intent, even if Qingxu has now cultivated the sword intent derived from the Dongyang Sword Book to the fullest, there is still a thrilling feeling.

"Your sword intent ......"

"I was very confused, and there were countless doubts in my heart, but ...... When I really need to draw my sword, I just need to put all my spirit into my sword, use my sword, swing forward, and do my best to show my sword intent...... So, at that time...... I just need to swing my sword......"

"Swing the sword...... Just swing your sword......"

Qingxu's mind couldn't help but think of the night when he had just comprehended the sword intent when he was in the Dongyang Sword Sect.

Yes......

Nothing else, it doesn't matter!

All he had to do was immerse himself in the sword in his hand, and then, following the intention in his heart, swing the sword......

Qingxu closed his eyes, and the experience of that night in the East Yang Sword Sect seemed to be repeated at this moment......

Swing your sword!

Swing your sword!

Swing your sword!

I enjoy the joy of getting in touch with new swordsmanship every day, enjoy the full joy of practicing swords until my whole body is sore, enjoy the joy of stabbing out a sword, and completely immerse my mind in the sword in my hand......

Swing the sword......

Ten swords, one hundred swords, three hundred swords, a thousand swords......

The traces of time faded away from him.

All the distractions in my mind are in vain.

Swing the sword......

And in front of him, looking at his sword swinging again and again, it was as if he was caught in the trajectory of his immersion in swinging the sword, and his eyes became confused again......

No, it's not confusing!

It's a ......

Drunk!

What was intoxicated was not the sword intent he induced when he swung his sword, nor the swordsmanship he displayed......

It's a spirit!

A spirit pure to the extreme!

That spirit, dazzling, is like a flawless gem, exuding a gaze that makes no sword spirit take its eyes off......

Three thousand swords, ten thousand swords, thirty thousand swords, one hundred thousand swords......

Gradually, Aoba, who had previously recognized the green ruins, suddenly appeared.

It just stood beside Zhu Feng, looking at the green ruins, watching him swing out with a sword, and looking at the pure and extreme spirit on his body, as if it were a treasure.

Soon after, Tianque appeared...... Soon after, Teng Shuo also appeared......

More and more sword inspirations responded to this mysterious rhythm, and there was no need for Qingxu to wake up one by one, a venerable sword spirit began to appear spontaneously, converging on Qingxu's side, looking at Qingxu's swordsmanship that wielded a sword and barely had any moves to speak of, and was obsessed with it......

"Buzz!"

A sword spirit was touched, and the sword body emitted a crisp sword groan!

As soon as the sword roared, as if breaking some kind of shackles, more and more spirit swords began to vibrate, and many of the sword spirits present roared softly......

A hundred swords chant together!