Refining swords, raising swords.

At the beginning of Chen Jing's sword refining, only after meditating in a quiet environment for a long time could he meditate his mind and communicate with his sword body. Later, after the sword channeled, there was no need to meditate, as long as you took a deep breath, your heart could calm down, and you could communicate with the sword body with your divine thoughts. And now while he is walking through the mountains and forests, his mana is condensed in the palm of his hand, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and stroking the sword with the other.

Because the focus is on the sword, and the mountains are not flat, they often fall in the air or hit the trees. And if the attention is walking, the mental power cannot communicate with the sword.

If one day, whether it is sitting, lying and walking, the mind moves and the sword moves, and the sword and the heart are always connected, then it is the realm of the sword and the heart. This is a state that some people can achieve quickly, while others will not be able to do it in their lifetime. There is no special way for people to reach this state in the book "Floating Sword Sutra", but it is written: "Raise a sword day and night, meditate, calm the mind, there is only one sword in your heart, no longer have other distracting thoughts, and you can get a clear sword heart in ten years." If there is a person who is pure in mind, or a person who loves the sword very much, it is a different matter. ”

Chen Jing himself didn't dare to say that he was a person with a pure mind and no dust, but he was a person who loved swords very much. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to put so many spells and not learn them, and he would be bent on learning swordsmanship.

He walked through the mountains and forests, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the spiritual breath in the palm of the other, constantly wiping the sword body. In his heart, when he was very young, after repeatedly asking the old swordsman to learn swords, the old swordsman finally relented, looked down at him, and said at the same time: "All the skills in the world are just flashy appearances, just like people's words and smiles, swordsmanship is no exception, do you still want to learn?" ”

Chen Jing was seven years old that year, with a round face, black and white eyes blinking, looking at the sword in the old swordsman's hand and asking suspiciously: "Skills are skills, real things, how can it be appearances." ”

"Hehe, because the skill is the appearance, just like the reflection in the water, and you have to learn, it is tantamount to fishing for the moon in the water."

Neither Chen Jing at that time nor Chen Jing now could understand this sentence, he just looked up at that time, and couldn't say a word. Fortunately, the old swordsman then smiled and said: "If you really like it, then answer me a few questions, and if the answer is good, I will teach you things that are not real and fundamental." ”

"What is the real fundamental thing?"

"I said something you don't understand, there is only one chance, to learn or not to learn?"

"Learn."

"Well, let me ask you, what would you want to do if one day you learned the most powerful spell in the world?"

Seven-year-old Chen Jing tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I want to fly above the Nine Heavens to see if there is really a Heavenly Palace there, and I want to see what the immortals there look like." ”

"Well, what else?"

"I also want to go to the underworld to see if there really is a hell that punishes the world for doing evil." After speaking, Chen Jing looked at the old swordsman, and the old swordsman also looked at him. At that time, Chen Jing couldn't see any joy and sorrow from the old swordsman's eyes that seemed to be able to see through the world, but now that he thinks about it, he feels that the old swordsman has lost his mind for a moment.

"And what about after reading it?"

Chen Jing thought about it, and muttered in his mouth: "After reading it, after watching it, I don't know what to do." ”

However, since that day, he has been given a sword and has not left it for more than a decade, whenever and wherever he wants. But he learned only one complex set of swordsmanship. In addition, the memory of myself is always following the old swordsman, walking everywhere, there are pictures in my mind, but there is no sound.

Until this point, he didn't know whether he was satisfied with the old swordsman's answer, and his intuition told him that the old swordsman must be talking to him in the pictures where he didn't remember any words.

Chen Jing was hunted down and killed here, but the outside world made a big wave, and the Qianluo Gate created by the famous Qianluo Immortal Jun became in ruins overnight, and only the head Jiang Liuyun and one of his female disciples were killed. And those elders outside heard about this and rushed to look for Jiang Liuyun one by one, but what was shocking was that Jiang Liuyun actually killed an elder who came to find him. For a while, it was rumored that Jiang Liuyun was actually crazy, and some people saw him with white hair and white beard from a distance, which was definitely different from the previous fairy wind bones, whether they believed it or not, at least they knew that Jiang Liuyun at this time was different.

I don't know when, another rumor appeared, the rumor said that Jiang Liuyun got a spiritual treasure from ancient times, and the spiritual treasure had the mystery that cultivators for thousands of years could not achieve the immortal path, so it attracted the peep of the gods.

Within a thousand miles, the wind and clouds surged, and thousands of miles away, there were also people coming.

All this has nothing to do with Chen Jing, he is now spinning in circles in Qianluo Mountain, constantly changing directions, and constantly laying down various ways to get rid of it, but he has never been able to get rid of it. Fortunately, the distance was not closer, and even with the speed at which he was now walking in the mountains and forests while refining his sword body with spiritual breath, he could keep a distance of two hours from the people behind him.

After three months in this mountain, the feeling between Chen Jing's heart and the sword broke through some kind of stagnation.

If Edgeworth is a sword that is wrapped around the body of the sword with a divine thought, then the meditative communication before each sword is the process of entangling the divine mind around the sword. And now he is able to keep his divine thoughts on it, and keep threading.

All of a sudden, his speed was much faster. And that Li Muxian seemed to have disappeared suddenly. Chen Jing still walked through the mountains without stopping, and finally came to the edge of the mountain range, and in front of him was a large river rushing and rushing, cutting off the continuous mountain formation.

At this time, the clothes on Chen Jing's body were already hanging from the thorns of the trees in the mountains, and there was no complete place, only barely able to cover his body. Looking around, Qianluomen has long been hidden by the mountains in the thick of blue.

"Hehe, you're finally out." A deep voice suddenly floated from the sky overhead.

Chen Jing suddenly raised his head, his heart tightened, and before the other party spoke, he didn't notice that there was someone above his head.

A young man's black robe fluttered in the sky, stepping into the air step by step, Chen Jing did not escape, but carefully looked at the young man's appearance, thick eyebrows, wide forehead, white scarf hair, black boots with gold silk edges.

In a blink of an eye, he had already come to the sky above the top of the mountain where Chen Jing was, and without waiting for Chen Jing to speak, he had already said: "I have been in this sky for more than a month, and I finally waited for you to come out." After that, he looked at the unsheathed long sword in Chen Jing's hand and said, "You come out now, because you have confidence in your swordsmanship." ”

Chen Jing didn't expect that he had been hidden in the sky for more than a month, and in the past month or so, he had looked up at the sky more than once, but he had never seen anything, which showed that he must have practiced the stealth method.

"Which family are you from?"

Chen Jing didn't answer his words, but asked directly.

Li Muxian smiled and said; "I am from the Li family of Baling City, if you are lucky enough to be able to get to the Yama Palace, then you can tell the Yama King that you died at the hands of a person named Li Muxian."

Chen Jing heard him say this, but he didn't get angry as Li Muxian expected, but asked, "Since it belongs to the Li family, then you should know why I killed the fourth son of your family." ”

Li Muxian said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I know, but I don't want to hear you again." ”

"Now that you know, you're still looking for me, then you agree with what they're doing." Chen Jing asked.

"I don't agree, I came to you because you killed the people of my Li family." Li Muxian said seriously.

Chen Jing stopped talking, raised the sword in his hand, and shook his finger at Li Muxian in the void. Li Muxian's words let him know that there was no room for turnaround. He didn't realize that it was actually a battle of two ideas that could never go away.

Li Muxian was slightly surprised in his heart, but he didn't expect Chen Jing, who was still not special in the previous sentence, to be like a different person in an instant. Then he looked at Chen Jing with a somewhat strange expression and said: "In this world where ghosts and ghosts are gods, demons are running rampantly, and immortals have no basis, everything is in order. Ethics and morality are just false appearances, so false that as long as you wave your hand, you can tear it apart, and after the appearance, it is a hideous selfishness. Li Muxian said affirmatively.

The corners of Chen Jing's mouth were tightly pursed, as if he was thinking, but he didn't seem to have heard anything, and after a while, he suddenly said: "When a person always acts with selfish purposes, everything that appears in front of him is hideous and selfish. ”

This was the first time he had said such things to others, and as soon as these words came out, he had a sense of clarity in his own heart. Li Muxian didn't answer, the smile in his eyes was even stronger, the corners of his mouth were already curved, and a hint of a smile appeared, as if he was laughing at how naïve Chen Jing's theoretical thinking was.

If someone casts his gaze from above the Nine Heavens, and his gaze happens to be focused on the Qianluo Mountains in this Jiuhua Prefecture, he will see a lush greenery, with clouds and mist in the mountains, and full of aura. Another great river divides the mountain in half, and the river is surging and the undercurrent is turbulent.

On the top of a high mountain at the edge of the river, there was a person standing there with a sword, his blue clothes were tattered, his black hair was scattered, and he looked quite embarrassed, but despite this, it was difficult to hide the clear spirit aura on his body, but at this time, his eyes were extremely sharp and murderous.

He held the hilt of the sword lightly in his hand, and the sword body was like a clear spring flowing, and the charm was contained.

And in the direction pointed by the tip of his sword, there was a person stepping on the void, a black robe floating in the wind, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a relaxed expression.

Compared to heaven and earth, mountains, and rivers, these two people are just two specimens of dust, and there is no difference between them and the noisy crowds in the big cities outside the mountains, but for them, they are in two worlds with the people in the city.

A spring breeze blew, with a burst of fragrance, and the two of them fluttered.

The sword in Chen Jing's hand suddenly broke through the air, a screaming sound sounded, and the sword body conjured up a faint white light, dragging out a white light, and stabbing straight towards Li Muxian.

Faintly, the tips in the air seemed to have been punctured by the tip of the sword.

Many times, everyone knows that fighting each other is the most dangerous, that you can lose your life at any time, and that it is the most undesirable way to resolve conflicts, but you have to always end it in this most primitive and pure way.