Chapter 216: Sword Pattern (Plus Subscription Request)
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Liu Jueyan was slightly displeased in her heart, but she didn't say it directly.
Some of the disciples said gratefully, "Senior Brother Xie Mo for guidance. ”
"Senior Brother Mo is really a genius, and he has discovered the problem in a short period of time, and he admires and admires it. ”
"Senior brother is very open-minded, and he is not afraid of our competition at all. "And the sycophants.
Mo Ziming smiled confidently and continued to study the sword pattern. Even if he told them the way, he could still crush them with confidence.
Fang Yinuo also quickly found the beginning of the sword pattern, which originally started from the beak of the flying swallow, and then had the outline of the head before extending to the body part.
The search for this sword pattern is a clue, but the next part is even more difficult - to understand and imitate these sword patterns, so that they can be carved.
Fang Yinuo started from the first sword pattern, endured its stinging pain with his divine sense, and comprehended the artistic conception in it. The first one at the beginning was not difficult, it seemed to be just a change of skill in the sword style, and Fang Yinuo only took a stick of incense to comprehend it.
But the second path was complicated from the beginning, and Fang Yinuo found that it was more coherent with the sword pattern behind it, and it was confusing to look at one alone, but it was easier to look at it together.
In this way, the consumption of divine consciousness was even greater, and he was dizzy to understand more than ten sword lines, which was not enough to make up a sword style. And the entire Feiyan Stone has 88,888 sword lines, and the latter ones are getting more and more difficult, according to his speed, I don't know what year and month he will be able to read it.
Fang Yinuo's cultivation of divine consciousness looked at the others. Those ordinary disciples naturally didn't say anything, many of them held stones, and they carved a sword pattern on it with their swords, and there were only three or four sword lines in the high realm, which was not worth mentioning.
And Kang Bai next to him has carved more than 20 sword lines, and the rudiments of a bird's beak can already be seen on his stone.
Shang Yuan's progress was about the same as him, temporarily ahead of Fang Yinuo.
To Fang Yinuo's surprise, Jing Yi did not choose a stone, but found a piece of wood, and was carving his wood, and the progress had also reached the level of more than twenty sword lines.
Among those personal disciples, Bei Zhe has reached more than 30, and Dongmen Wang has more of them, reaching about 40. And Mo Ziming didn't start to do it at all, and was still observing the flying swallow stone.
Fang Yinuo noticed that there was a black light flickering in his eyes, as if he was using some kind of special martial art.
"Although I have a primordial soul, I can't use it, and I don't have any advantage compared to them. Fang Yinuo secretly thought in his heart, although he was not very eager for the reward, he just didn't want Mo Ziming and the others to win.
Fang Yinuo himself also knows that he himself is also vulgar in some aspects, seeing that the baby wants to possess it, and seeing the beauty will also fall in love, and seeing others pretending to be forced in front of him is even more unhappy.
Especially this Mo Ziming still pretended to be forced in front of Liu Jueyan in front of him, and resolutely couldn't let him succeed, this is a man's stubbornness.
Fang Yinuo began to look for a way, he first tried to release the power of the Yuan Soul and use the Yuan Soul to observe this Feiyan Stone.
However, even if he exhausted his divine sense, he couldn't drive a trace of the power of the Yuan Soul. The power of this primordial soul was sealed, and if it weren't for the danger he encountered in the spiritual aspect, it wouldn't have overflowed a bit.
"Decomposition, fusion?" Fang Yinuo thought of a way, but this time the topic was not to let him fuse into a strange sculpture, but to imitate and learn, and the power of fusion was completely useless.
"What can the power of decomposition do?" he continued, it was absolutely impossible to dismantle the delphinium.
Although this Feiyan Stone is just an ordinary stone, it has the sword intent of Elder Feiyan on it, if he dares to destroy it, he will definitely be injured by the sword intent, and there is no need for him to destroy the Feiyan Stone.
"The problem has to start from the root, and the most fundamental problem I have now is that I can't see these sword lines 'thoroughly'. Fang Yinuo secretly said in his heart, "If I can understand these sword moves like in a martial arts book, if I can't learn to talk about it, it will definitely be easy to imitate." ”
"If I can construct all the models of this statue in my mind, every detail, I can restore the sword patterns arranged in my mind and imitate them directly. That's going from 100 to 1 in difficulty!"
When he thought about it, he found himself back to square one. Isn't that what these disciples did? But the divine consciousness could not fully penetrate this stone sculpture, so they could only slowly comprehend it in fragments.
He thought that it was two hours, and by noon had passed, and when it was approaching the hour of Shen, he had not yet come up with a clue.
At this time, the disciples had already completed a lot of sword patterns one by one. The progress of the statues in their hands varies, but at least they have carved out the rough lines.
Of course, there are also people who are not sufficiently aware or have no good understanding, and they start to stop moving, so they can only give up carving and watch others do it, while they are privately comparing other people.
"Our senior brother is really powerful, he already has more than five hundred sword lines, I think he has already seen one or two moves of the Feiyan Thirteen Swords!"
"Well, I heard that the first thousand sword lines are the first sword, and the second sword is five thousand sword lines, and it is estimated that no one can do it in such a short time. ”
"Who said that, look over there!" someone pointed to the disciples of the lineage.
I saw that the weakest one over there had carved more than 500 sword lines, and it was still carving. Bei Zhe already has more than 800 of them, and Dongmen Wang has more than 1,000 of them, and it is estimated that he can already evolve the first sword of the Thirteen Swords of Feiyan in his mind.
This evolution does not mean mastering this sword technique, but only saying "seeing" and being qualified to learn. If you want to master this martial art completely, you still need to practice it from scratch.
And Mo Ziming still didn't start to move, the black light in his eyes was even better, he still couldn't see the whites of his eyes, staring at the Feiyan Stone, like a sculpture.
"What is Senior Brother Mo doing? Why doesn't he carve, doesn't he look down on rewards?" someone curious.
"How could it be? Senior Brother Mo can come today, it must be because of Senior Sister Liu, so he will definitely make a move. I think he must have been confident, so he didn't rush to carve. ”
"Well, that makes sense. ”
There were also female disciples who looked at Mo Ziming with admiration, and said, "Senior Brother Mo is so handsome when he sits!"
"Yes, his eyes are so deep, I get drunk just one look. ”
"No one can surpass Senior Brother Mo in sword pattern carving this time, he is the most powerful!"
"It's time, and there's one last hour. A disciple of Feiyan Peak reminded that everyone hurriedly sped up their progress and tried not to be weaker than others.
"How did time pass so quickly?" Fang Yinuo glanced at the Feiyan Stone, still thinking about how to use the power of decomposition.