After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't get his way, Li Ye temporarily put down to communicate more Heaven and Earth Yuanqi, and sharpened the bamboo sword in his hand with one mind.

After Li Ye's polishing for nearly two days, the sword body of the bamboo sword has been cut out, but due to the different materials of bamboo and wood, there are a lot of burrs on the sword body. Li Ye thought about it, cut off a small piece of the animal skin on the bamboo chair, and used it as sandpaper to polish the blade of the bamboo sword and remove the burrs.

After spending a quarter of an hour polishing, I felt very satisfied, and cut a small piece of fat meat from the rabbit meat that I hadn't eaten last night on the plate, and smeared it on the animal skin to moisten the entire bamboo sword......

When he was done, he put it on the stove and baked it gently, and then put it on the table and pressed it against the bamboo sword with an iron sword, trying to make the whole sword body more beautiful.

Then it was to open the sword, he did not use the knife in his arms, but took out the Ruoshui sword from the ring, and used the sharp Ruoshui to carefully open the sharp blade for both sides of the bamboo sword......

After sharpening the bamboo sword and drinking the porridge, it was already noon. After a busy morning, Li Ye felt a little surging of qi and blood, so he looked at Xiaobai lying on the chair and said, "I'm going to go into the cave to sleep, don't come to disturb me, play by yourself." ”

After saying that, he turned around, pushed the door open, and went to the cave.

The cave was very quiet, the mountain breeze could not blow in, but it was a little cool, Li Yezhi lit the lamp made of cedar grease, took off his clothes and got into the quilt, leaning on the pillow and thinking about his thoughts.

Although the cave was not as bright as the wooden shed outside, Li Ye had been accustomed to the dark environment since he had cultivated his divine sense. He half-closed his eyes and then opened them again, accustomed to the brightness of the environment.

The light of the pine branches in the cave shone faintly, and the cave was not as dark as it had been when viewed from the outside, and the scriptures carved on the walls of the cave could be clearly seen.

Li Ye suddenly came to his senses.

His eyes stared at the scriptures of the Jizo Sutra on the stone wall.

The reason is as simple as that?

Looking up, the scriptures carved around the cave wall are his casual masterpieces in the past few months, and every smooth stone wall is engraved with scriptures, and the entire cave can no longer carve a single word.

If you take these scriptures as your own Ruoshui Sword Intent, it means that at this moment, there is no possibility of cracking your Ruoshui Sword Intent between heaven and earth.

If you carve scriptures on the stone wall, and practice the sword intent in the panting river and under the fierce pool, then the sword intent is defense, and you have unknowingly cultivated to the point that Mr. wants to practice the infallible defense like the "Phaseless Dharma Body".

Then the bamboo leaf flying sword, pine needle flying sword and snow cutting swordsmanship that he practiced with Mu Mu were moving, and the sword intent was attacking.

The water is the best and softest, the water is dense and dense, the slight is silent, and the huge is turbulent.

One is still and one moves, one attack and one defends, and there is no dispute with the world and accommodates all things.

This is the true meaning of one's complete Ruoshui sword intent.

If you practice a sword to cut the snow, then it means that your offensive sword intent has also entered the threshold.

From then on, between movement and stillness, the way of offense and defense is no longer his weakness.

He closed his eyes and began to meditate on swinging his sword with his divine sense, and the true yuan qi in his body slowly flowed, and began to release a kind intention to try to absorb the heaven and earth breath in the wind and snow outside the cave.

Then, together, they transformed the cold wind blowing on the mountain into a wooden sword, and tried to slash at the flying snowflakes......

Suddenly, Li Ye felt the mountain wind in front of him, and even the air in front of him, freeze.

It was as sticky as a tea with countless bee candies, bringing infinite resistance, and it could not be condensed into a wooden sword that could cut through the wind and snow as he imagined.

He tried to fly his consciousness higher, trying to fly into the sky, but the invisible resistance magnified countless times, and finally it turned into a swamp that made it difficult for him to breathe, and it was difficult to take a step forward.

Feeling the obstacle in the air, he did not forcibly try to condense into an imaginary wooden sword, but instead tried to twist the mountain wind blowing into him into a thin piece of bamboo.

Since you can't use your divine sense to chop snow for the time being, let's try to use this small piece of bamboo to stick to the snowflakes in the sky.

A quarter of an hour...... Two quarters of an hour......

Finally, it took him an hour of hard work to finally condense into a thin piece of bamboo.

Instead of facing the wind, he followed the wind and gently stuck to a falling snowflake.

Without the slightest strength, like a weak little hand, he gently touched his face.

Primary and secondary ...... A hundred times, and finally, at the twenty-hundredth time, he used the bamboo piece condensed by his divine consciousness to stick to a complete snowflake.

There was no chopping, no chopping.

Li Ye, who was lying in the quilt, completely let go of his divine sense, and it took more than two hours to finally stick a complete snowflake in the snow, completing the first process of cutting snow in his dream.

This piece of bamboo, condensed with his own divine sense, is very simple, but it is extremely powerful.

Although he has not yet mastered the ability to use his divine sense to condense the cold mountain wind into a wooden sword or a bamboo sword, he has been able to condense it into a bamboo chip, and since he can condense the Zhi bamboo piece, then it is possible to condense it into a bamboo sword that cuts snow.

As long as you can communicate more of the vitality between heaven and earth, you can condense the sword you want in the breath of heaven and earth in this cliff.

A handful can stick to snowflakes.

A sword that can cut through the wind and snow.

A sword of its own.

When he felt that his divine sense was about to run out, he gave up on this bamboo piece, collected his mind, and closed his eyes.

Under the joy, he needs to sleep well to replenish the power of his divine sense.

......

He slept for a long time, and when he woke up, it was already night, and Xiaobai was not in the cave. He put on his clothes, put on his shoes and walked out of the cave, pushed the door into the wooden shed and looked around, but there was no shadow of Xiaobai.

He lit a piece of pine resin and put it on the table to make an oil lamp, lit the fire, smashed the skeleton that he had not eaten last night and threw it in the pot to boil, and put some mushrooms in it.

I let go of my sense and went around the cave under the waterfall, but I didn't find any trace of Xiaobai, it is estimated that this guy was hungry and panicked to find the old wolf.

Rubbing his eyes, he added a piece of pine to the stove, picked up the bamboo sword on the table, pushed open the shed door and walked to the cliff flat.

Looking at the cliff scenery outside the cliff covered in silver makeup, I don't know when the wind and snow in the sky have stopped, and a round of curved Shangxuanyue hangs above the mountain stream.

There is only one snow moon between heaven and earth.

There is only one Li Ye on the cliff flat.

At this time, there is no wind, no snow, and all the sounds are silent, only the flowing water of the waterfall far away, smashing on the stones of the waterhole, making a faint noise.

Li Ye looked at the bamboo sword in his hand, smiled helplessly, pulled a sword flower, and his true qi condensed the sharp edge, and slashed towards the snow tree outside the cliff.

I only heard the sound of "boom!", and a thick branch of the cedar outside the cliff, with a thick layer of snow, fell down heavily, and the sound of smashing on the stones below was like thunder.

Turning around, Li Ye returned to the shed.

I filled a bowl of meat and bone broth and picked some mushrooms and put them in the bowl.

thought that he was used to Xiaobai's existence after all, and when he ran away, he suddenly felt a little lonely. When it comes back, be kind to him.

I thought that I was in a hurry to come out, and I didn't think that I would not be able to go back. Otherwise, take Mr.'s guqin and play a song on this moonlit night in the empty valley, which is a great beauty.

After drinking two bowls of broth, eating all the mushrooms in the pot, blowing out the pine lamp in one breath, pushing the door and going out of the cave.

After coming to the cave and getting the ring and the scripture left by the Broken Monk, he never had time to read the scripture seriously.

It's just that I silently recite the twelve-character scripture on the ring wheel a thousand times every day, coupled with the six-character mantra of the old monk master, and read the hymn repeatedly every day, and finally let my mood have some entry.

Feeling more settled than before he came here, this change shocked him and began to rejoice, until he was surprised by breaking the fourth level of Jindan a few nights ago.

The night was deep, and the temperature outside the cave was getting colder and colder, and some chill was coming into the cave. Li Ye draped the animal skin used to make the quilt on his body, sat cross-legged, turned his heart to the sky, and seriously exhaled a breath of cold air.

He felt a trace of heaven and earth vitality pouring into his body outside the cave, and combined with the true yuan in his dantian, he quietly changed his body. In his joy, he took out the Lotus Sutra left by the Void Monk and turned the first page.

After calming his mind for a moment, he looked at the scriptures in the scroll and began to chant softly:

The husband descends to the spirit with the spirit, and there is no reason for the great sage to be enlightened. As far as the adaptation can be, there is no way to guide the former fate. Therefore, the fairy garden is completed, and the machine is divided into small and big differences. Jin He cares about his life, and the Tao is half full. Isn't it that when the teaching is multiplied, there is no nucleus of its high will? It is known that 5,000 people have withdrawn, and it is a slow increase in progress.

......

He did not read the "Dizang Sutra" again tonight, but recited the "Huafa Sutra".

Zhongzheng's peaceful chanting voice grew from small to large, combined with the true yuan qi in his dantian, and the trace of heaven and earth power that surged from outside the cave, piercing through the heavy night fog.

Towards the four directions outside the cliff, towards the mountain break on the mountain stream, towards the cave under the waterfall, quietly spreading.

It was already the realm of the Jindan quadruple, coupled with the power of his powerful divine sense, and the sound of the empty valley was transmitted, making the sound of the Buddhist scriptures louder and louder.

There are solemn Buddhist scriptures chanting and reciting in unison throughout the world.

The old ape, who was leaning against the fire, had already closed his eyes and was about to go to bed, when he suddenly heard the Buddhist scriptures coming from the mountain, and felt that the content of the scriptures was different from the previous ones, so he couldn't help but prick up his ears and listen carefully.

The apes and apes in the cave also got up, gathered around the old ape, and in the direction of the mountain, they all straightened their ears and listened to the scriptures on this snowy night.

The wolves in the cave in the distance also got up from the ground, walked to the entrance of the cave, and listened to the Buddhist scriptures that were different from the past.

Li Ye in the cave read the hymn for two hours before he fell asleep wrapped in animal skin.