At the moment when Yun Xuan held the hilt of the sword, Yun Xuan only felt that his brain was filled with azure in an instant.

After a moment, the blue disappeared, and Yun Xuan found himself standing on a sandy beach, with the vast blue sea in front of him.

The sand and gravel were soft, and the sea breeze blew in them, bringing with them the smell of dampness and the salty smell of talk.

All this is so real, this should be a kind of environment, and the illusion can be so real?

Just when Yun Xuan was in shock, a light and shadow flashed in the beach.

The appearance of that light and shadow is very similar to Su Lao, but it is much, much younger.

Light and shadow didn't communicate with Yun Xuan, but just pulled out the long sword he carried with him, and began to wave the long sword in his hand in the face of the blue sea.

The sword moves are not complicated and profound, on the contrary, they are very simple, like scribbling with your hands.

Yun Xuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly pulled out the long sword he carried with him, and waved the long sword in his hand as he learned the movements of light and shadow.

One sword, two swords, ten swords, one hundred swords......

The light and shadow had no intention of stopping at all, but Yun Xuan's hands were sore.

"This is a sword move, why is there no routine at all? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a random stroke......"

muttered in his heart, but Yun Xuan's hand did not stop, gritting his teeth, still following the movements of light and shadow.

One sword, two swords, ten swords, one hundred swords......

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many swords I slashed out, Yun Xuan's arms were already sore and numb, and his eyes were also sore from the sweat crab.

Mechanically swiping the long sword in his hand with the light and shadow, Yun Xuan's body had no other feeling except numbness, and even his spirit showed some signs of imminent collapse.

Wow...... A raging wave slammed back on the beach, and at this time, Yun Xuan was slashing out with the movement of light and shadow.

Wow...... Another surging wave rolled and smashed towards the beach, and at this time, Yun Xuan was following the movement of light and shadow, and the long sword drew a perfect arc in the air, slashing towards the ground......

"It's ......"

At this moment, Yun Xuan seemed to suddenly understand something.

With a few more swords swiped with the light and shadow, Yun Xuan suddenly understood completely, and couldn't help but exclaim: "He is actually imitating the movements of the waves!"

Just as Yun Xuan shouted these words, the light and shadow of the endless swinging of the long sword suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, turned his head, smiled lightly at Yun Xuan, and then slowly disappeared.

Before Yun Xuan could come back to his senses, Yun Xuan only felt that the beach in front of him had become illusory, and the next moment a wave of dizziness hit Yun Xuan's brain.

When Yun Xuan opened his eyes, there was no soft sand and no blue sea in front of him.

All that's just the scorching sand beneath your feet and the endless yellow color you can. It turned out to be an endless desert.

Yun Xuan stood quietly in the desert, waiting for any more light and shadow. But after a long time, there was no more light and shadow like before.

Yun Xuan was not in a hurry, he simply sat cross-legged on the spot, reminiscing about the scene on the beach before......

"It's been a day. ”

Su Lao looked at Yun Xuan, who was holding the sword like an old monk, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Just as Su Lao sighed slightly and shook his head, the long sword that emitted azure light changed in color, from the previous azure to bright yellow.

Looking at the change in the color of the sword body, Su Lao raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "One day, this result is not too bad. ”

Besides, Yun Xuan, at this time, he was already sitting cross-legged, thinking back to the previous scene, and gradually his heart became clearer.

When you think about it, each sword of the previous light and shadow seems to imitate the waves, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes fierce, sometimes soft and peaceful.

The more he thought about it, the more excited Yun Xuan became. Although he didn't know what Su Lao wanted him to inherit, just the experience just now made Yun Xuan understand a lot.

"Meaning, the artistic conception of the sword! This is the artistic conception of Su Lao!" Yun Xuan felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and the sword intent that had been bother him for a long time suddenly seemed to be like someone on the dark road who had lit a bright lamp for it.

Yun Xuan jumped up from the ground excitedly, pulled out the long sword at his waist and swung it.

Unlike Yun Xuan who saw the light and shadow before, Yun Xuan's sword was not as sharp as the light and shadow, and when the light and shadow came out of the sword and were peaceful, it was not like the current Yun Xuan.

Yun Xuan closed his eyes and lightly waved the long sword in his hand, at this time, Yun Xuan's sword was as gentle and easy-going as a trickle.

The next moment, the sword edge turned, and Yun Xuan's sword seemed to be rolling and surging.

Suddenly, the long sword in Yun Xuan's hand seemed to become ethereal and elusive, countless lights and shadows, and afterimages flickered around Yun Xuan's body, but after all, he couldn't see the direction of the long sword.

Yun Xuan had already entered a state of selflessness at this moment, and the long sword in his hand was dancing faster and faster, but he didn't notice the change in him at this moment.

As the long sword danced faster and faster, the air around Yun Xuan's body was distorted, and the swing of a sword caused the sand on the ground around Yun Xuan to constantly change his appearance.

The more Yun Xuan danced, the more excited he became, and the more he danced, the more selfless he became. But he didn't know that Su Lao at this time frowned deeply.

The reason was very simple, the long sword in Yun Xuan's hand was constantly shaking.

In fact, what Su Lao wanted to pass on to Yun Xuan was the so-called sword intent.

The inheritance is divided into two steps, the first step is the beach fantasy that Yun Xuan experienced before, where the light and shadow set by himself will take the inheritor to realize his own artistic conception.

To be honest, Yun Xuan's grades were not ideal, and it took a whole day to understand what Light and Shadow was trying to teach him.

The second step is to let the inheritor comprehend and display the Canglan Sword Intent before he can pass.

The so-called inheritance will not be the kind of person who makes people become peerless powerhouses overnight. It is to give the inheritors unlimited space for development.

The Canglan sword intent was realized by Su Lao when he was middle-aged. Just imagine, the same sword is cut out, but Su Lao's sword can be as domineering and fierce as a turbulent wave. How can its power be compared to those tangible but godless moves?

It was also because Su Lao understood the meaning of the sword that he was later retired to the altar of the Sword Saint by everyone.

Originally, he wanted Yun Xuan to inherit his sword artistic conception. But at the moment, his old buddy is constantly shaking.

What does this mean? It shows that Yun Xuan, who is in the environment at this moment, has not been recognized by the old man, and has not comprehended the Canglan Sword Intent.

"How could it be...... How could it be ......" Su Lao frowned deeply and muttered unacceptably.

Suddenly, the long sword in Yun Xuan's hand suddenly shook violently. The next moment, it bounced off Yun Xuan's right hand, and Yun Xuan was also shocked and took a few steps back.

The next moment, Yun Xuan knelt down in front of the frowning Su Lao with an excited face, and saluted deeply: "Thank you seniors for your advice!"

"Uh......" Looking at Yun Xuan with an excited face, Su Lao was a little surprised, according to his old buddy's reaction, this kid should not have inherited his own Canglan Sword Intent, why is he so excited.

Before Su Lao could ask, a scene that surprised him even more happened.

The long sword that had bounced off Yun Xuan's right hand before floated back to Yun Xuan's side at this moment, and it actually circled around Yun Xuan affectionately, like a child.

"Uh......" Looking at the performance of the long sword, this time he was surprised by Yun Xuan, didn't this guy look down on himself......

Su Lao was a strong man in the end, and he quickly came back to his senses and said, "Can the child tell me what you have learned?"

"Thank you seniors for your guidance!The juniors have comprehended the sword intent!" Listening to Su Lao's inquiry, Yun Xuan bowed deeply to Su Lao again, and his face was still unconcealed with joy.

"Oh?!Hurry up and show the old man your artistic conception!" Listening to Yun Xuan's words, Su Lao couldn't help but be overjoyed, it seemed that he had successfully comprehended it, although he still didn't understand the old man's reaction, but it was good to be able to comprehend, so he couldn't wait to see how far Yun Xuan had comprehended.

"Yes. Yun Xuan responded, and he didn't ink, he took out his long sword and swung it.

Looking at Yun Xuan, who was dancing with a sword in front of him, Su Lao's brows slowly furrowed again, and as time passed, the frowning brows slowly stretched again, replaced by a mouth that grew bigger and bigger.

Yun Xuan's swords were sometimes fast and slow, sometimes gentle and sometimes sharp, but each sword, no matter how fast or slow, was ethereal and unpredictable.

Unlike before, at this moment, Yun Xuan's perception of sword intent has taken a step further, and now when he dances the sword again, Yun Xuan feels more and more hearty.

After a while, Yun Xuan stopped the dancing of the long sword, looked at Su Lao with an incredulous face, scratched his head and said, "Senior, how is the comprehension of the junior? ”

Su Lao looked at Yun Xuan in front of him, highlighted a sentence with difficulty, and then froze in place again. "You...... You actually understood your own meaning......"

It's no wonder that Su Lao felt incredible, thinking that others had only realized the ethereal sword intent when they were middle-aged, and then they achieved their current self.

But what about Yunxuan, just in his cardamom years, he comprehended an artistic conception that was even more profound than his own vicissitudes of sword intent. How could this not surprise Su Lao?

After being stunned for a long time, Old Man Su finally came back to his senses, sighed and said, "Can the child tell the old man what your sword intent is?"

Looking at Su Lao, who had been stunned for a long time, Yun Xuan scratched his head again, and he didn't know why the senior master in front of him was so out of shape. But when the former asked, he still replied honestly: "Senior, what the younger generation understands is the Shui Yun Sword Intent. ”

"What a water cloud sword intent, what a water cloud sword intent!" Listening to Yun Xuan's words, Su Lao let out a deep breath and sighed.

Yes, Yun Xuan's sword is sometimes slow and urgent, and the sword swing is sometimes as long as a trickle, and sometimes it is as turbulent as the waves, this should be his artistic conception of water. It can be a stream, it can be a lake, it can be the sea.

However, his sword is still ethereal and elusive, isn't it just like the clouds in the sky, which can be seen but not touched, and is erratic and changeable.

This would explain his old buddy's unusual reaction. My own artistic conception is just an ocean. However, the artistic conception of Yunxuan covers all forms of water.

In such an artistic conception, how can it be that his old fellow can bear it.

It's no wonder that his old buddy is intimate with Yun Xuan, after all, Yun Xuan's meaning has already covered his own artistic conception.