With the existence of Qianyi, a "master" with rich experience, Ye Cang would enter the mountain and sea caves almost every day in the next time, and spend half of his time practicing spiritual power. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

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Inside the Shanhai Stele, Ye Cangpan sat on the ground, pointing his heart to the sky, concentrating and closing his eyes, and slowly breathing and exhaling in a very rhythmic rhythm. In the void two meters in front of him, there was a green leaf suspended there quietly, with the change of Ye Cang's breathing rhythm, the leaves sometimes went up, sometimes to the left, constantly changing directions around Ye Cang's body.

Ye Cang, who was closing his eyes, suddenly pinched his hands, his fingers moved quickly, and his slender fingers were like plucking strings and making jade, forming dazzling seals in front of him. With the change of Ye Cang's seal method, the leaves that were originally suspended two meters away retreated again, slowly suspending to a range of three meters away from Ye Cang.

As the distance increased, the trajectory of the green leaves in the air began to become erratic, and Ye Cang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, also began to have fine beads of sweat on his forehead at this time, and the pace of breathing continued to increase. Finally, on the way to control the leaves to fly upwards again, the leaves seemed to lose some kind of traction, like a kite with a broken string, suddenly drifted away, and gently slid to the ground.

"Sure enough, it still failed. Ye Cang opened his closed eyes at this time, reached out to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and muttered.

Now that a month has passed since his Qingxuan Pavilion enlightenment, Ye Cang, under the guidance of Qianyi, finally found a method called "Flower God Mudra" from the Divine Concentration Technique, and by using his own divine thoughts, he manipulated some simple things to move in order to achieve the effect of condensing spiritual power.

Now it seems that a month of penance is a small achievement. Now Ye Cang can skillfully control a green leaf to move flexibly within two meters of his body through his divine thoughts, but when he is three meters away from his body, the power of his divine thoughts is obviously much weaker, and his control is greatly reduced.

Stopping the seal in his hand, Ye Cang rested for a moment, reached into his arms, and took out a yellowed classic, which was the Qinghuang Sword Book handed over to him by Daoist Qingsang.

In this month, except for half of the time spent cultivating divine thoughts, Ye Cang spent almost all of the rest of his time cultivating this sword technique.

"The sword, sure enough, is the head of a hundred soldiers. Ye Cang sighed softly in his heart, the Qinghuang Sword Book given by the Qingsang Daoist not only recorded a low-level swordsmanship, but also wrote down some of his feelings about practicing swordsmanship in the last few pages of the classic, and after Ye Cang found out, his heart was also quite moved.

Although the swordsmanship perceptions of a Danyuan Realm powerhouse are not precious, for an acquired disciple, the value of these perceptions themselves may be far above this Xuan-level sword book.

According to the perception of Qingsang Taoist people, the sword is an extension of the body, and the practice of swordsmanship focuses on cultivating the mind. Only by doing what you want, can you use more powerful swordsmanship.

Qingsang Dao people combined with their own perceptions, the sword realm is divided into three levels, the sword goes with the heart, the sword is one, and there is no sword in the heart. And Qingsang Daoren also admitted frankly in the book that he only touched the threshold of the sword and walked with his heart, and as for the two realms behind, he was far from reaching.

"It seems that practicing swordsmanship is not as easy as imagined. Ye Cang said in his heart, and then stretched out his hand to the ground on the left, where there was a cyan long sword, which was the sword that the Qingsang Daoist sent to Ye Cang half a month ago.

"Basic swordsmanship eleven styles. Ye Cang stood up, holding the long sword in his hand, and remembered the eleven basic swordsmanship recorded on the opening page of the sword dictionary, stabbing, sweeping, picking, splitting, chopping, twisting, dialing, teasing, collapsing, hanging, and pointing. These moves are the foundation of all swordsmanship practice, and no matter how complicated the swordsmanship is, it can be restored to these basic moves after being dismantled one by one.

Therefore, the Qingsang Dao people specifically mentioned in their perception that each basic move must be practiced thousands of times, and the most basic moves should be practiced to the extreme, so that they can be regarded as the first glimpse of the way of swordsmanship, and have the foundation of practicing advanced swordsmanship.

In the same way, the practice of swordsmanship also requires the cooperation of subtle body techniques. Swordsmanship, like the body, is an extremely subtle control of the body, and only when the body and swordsmanship are integrated can the power of the swordsmanship be maximized.

"The most basic sword moves, the mysterious body technique?" Ye Cang raised his eyebrows, understanding that ordinary people who want to achieve something in the way of the sword need to practice for many years, unless they are born with a sword embryo. I have only come into contact with swordsmanship now, although the time is much later, but because of the existence of mountains, seas and caves, there should be enough time to make up for the gap.

Inside the Shanhai Stone Stele, Ye Cang began the cultivation of swordsmanship according to the description of the Qinghuang Sword Codex.

Thorn over and over again! Pick over and over again, cut ...... over and over again

Ye Cang couldn't remember how many times he had practiced each of his basic moves, and the two lives made Ye Cang understand that in order to succeed, he needed to pay unbearable loneliness for ordinary people, and to become a strong man needed to have extraordinary perseverance. Therefore, in every move and style, Ye Cang is extremely attentive and not lazy.

Time passed slowly in the boredom, and it was not until the time in the mountains and seas was exhausted and Ye Cang was kicked out that Ye Cang stopped. dragged his tired body, fell on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, it was still the same.

On the third day, the cultivation continued.

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Time is moving forward slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost June, and the day of the trial in the valley is approaching.

Inside the Shanhai Stone Tablet, Ye Cang was sitting cross-legged on the ground at this time, and a white flower was floating in the air three meters in front of him, flying in the air non-stop, sometimes upward, sometimes to the right, and sometimes even able to make a sharp turn, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Suddenly, Ye Cang pinched the trick with both hands, and quickly formed one beautiful seal after another in his hand, only to see the flowers in the rapid flight suddenly stopped in the air, and in the next moment, the flowers exploded with a bang, and the petals scattered and fell in the air.

"It's finally done. ”

Ye Cang stopped the seal in his hand and said with a slight smile. After half a year in the outside world and nearly eight years in the mountains and seas, Ye Cang finally condensed his divine thoughts and became familiar with the method of divine thought manipulation. Now with all his strength, Shen Nian can perceive things within five meters of his body, and he can control things at will within three meters, and he has already faintly felt the signs of condensing the Mud Pill Palace and opening up the Qi Mansion.

Stopping the printing method in his hand, Ye Cang got up, held the long sword in his hand, and began to perform the basic sword technique over and over again. I saw that there was a continuous sound of breaking the air in the air, and every sword movement could cause the surrounding air to fluctuate slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Cang's footwork changed, and with a slight touch of the ground, the whole figure became blurred, and the long sword in his hand also turned into afterimages with the footwork under his feet. After a while, Ye Cang's body technique suddenly stopped, and the remnants of the Dao Dao overlapped and recondensed into Ye Cang's figure.

"In the eight years of the Shanhai Stone Tablet, the basic swordsmanship has finally achieved a small success. ”

Ye Cang looked at the long sword in his hand and sighed softly. In the eight years of Shanhai Dongtian, he has already tirelessly practiced countless basic swordsmanship eleven moves, and now he can combine his body and use the power of swordsmanship.

In the evening of the second day, before Ye Cang was ready to enter the mountain and sea cave to start a day's practice, he suddenly received a letterhead from the bottom of the mountain, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a message from the Yuanming Daoist, and a sentence was written on the letter,

"At the end of the day, I'll see you in the Yamashita Medicine Garden, and I have something to tell you. ”