Time flies, especially for Shen Ling, who is immersed in the way of the sword.

In this March, the old and the young discussed swordsmanship, talked about the world, and were also teachers and friends, and each other had the feeling of seeing each other and hating each other.

Shen Ling had the blessing of the new sword meridian heart method, coupled with the hundredfold cultivation speed of the bone spirit bead, he actually directly crossed the middle stage of foundation building and reached the peak of foundation building.

This speed is not shocking, it can only be said to be steady and steady, but it is better than the superb comprehension of sword intent.

At the same time, with the growth of cultivation, Shen Ling's spiritual sense also became more powerful, and the range of exploration could reach fifty miles.

The most surprising thing is that the degree of refining of the primordial spirit is actually comparable to the heartbeat realm, and it has crossed two levels!

And the sword domain has also been sublimated with the ascension of the primordial god, directly from the human level, to the heaven level, and the range has expanded to thirty zhang!

The heaven-level sword domain not only increases the ability of the sword cultivator, but also cooperates with the kendo heart method, adding many unexpected effects.

For example, a sword cultivator can trigger a sword formation through the sword domain to defeat ten thousand.

There are also talented people who use the sword domain to trigger the space tunnel for short-distance transportation, which can advance or retreat.

In short, after improving the Sword Domain, there are many benefits, and it is simply incomparable.

At this time.

Shen Ling stabbed out the last sword, intending to end the practice.

In an instant, the tip of his heart seemed to spring up like a sweet spring, and instantly spread all over his body, making him tremble!

The "epiphany" that the world talks about is nothing more than that!

"I see, I see, senior!" Shen Ling called out in surprise.

Of course, Ram Yun could feel the change in his mood, but it was still hard to believe:

"Boy, what do you understand?"

Shen Ling replied while recalling:

"The Tao is natural, especially the way of the sword, among the forty-nine swords of the predecessors, although it is all-encompassing, unique, and strives for perfection, there is one thing missing."

"Oh? What is it? ”

"One word: heart." Shen Ling's clear eyes revealed light, "Only those who use their hearts can penetrate all things and go straight to the truth." Blindly pursuing the appearance of swordsmanship, even if you reach the peak, it is difficult to comprehend the true meaning! ”

Shen Ling's words were just like another layer of thunder tribulation, which made the ram even open.

In the past 5,000 years, he has been studying swordsmanship all the time, almost obsessed with every move and style, striving for perfection.

Gradually, he was alienated from the origin of the sword, the origin of the Great Dao, and wandered on the verge of going mad.

Fortunately, with the cultivation of the Mahayana realm there, we were able to turn the danger into a disaster every time, but it was never the key.

Shen Ling was different, as a bystander, coupled with the same level of obsession with swordsmanship, it only took three months to find out where the problem was.

It can really be said that "I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain".

"What a heart! Boy, you've done the old man a great favor! ”

The ram went straight to his chest, and under the epiphany, he integrated the "New Quenching Sword Sutra" into his mind, and after a moment of effort, he repracticed hundreds of millions of times, and finally became a success!

Exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and the ram laughed wildly.

"Where the heart desires, there is no disadvantage! The way of the sword is the way, and the way is also the way of the sword, the way, save my heart, the heart, and feel the way! Boy, you have solved my problem for five thousand years, it turns out that what the old man pursues is not a perfect swordsmanship at all, but the way of the heart! ”

As he spoke, he pointed with one hand and punched the re-tempered mental method into Shen Ling's eyebrows.

"This mental method is simply called "Quenching the Heart Sutra"!"

Shen Ling's heart moved slightly, the shock that this Epic Heart Sutra brought to him was simply incomprehensible!

The forty-nine swords that were learned before were instantly tempered in the Heart Sutra of Quenching the Gods, and they were fully comprehended, and since then there has been no hindrance, and the true meaning of the sword is flat!

Compared with it, those sword skills that have been circulated in the Sword Pavilion can only be said to be small skills of carving insects, which is not a topic!

"This method of mind can only be practiced by those who are purely oriented to the way of the sword, even if they are the chosen ones, they cannot be obtained if they have distracting thoughts. Heaven really favors me, before you die, send your boy to me, hahaha..."The ram looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly his face became like scorched earth, and his body trembled, and he sat on the stone platform.

Shen Ling hurriedly stepped forward and said with concern:

"Senior, what's wrong with you? What before you die... Aren't you in the Mahayana realm, how can you talk about life and death lightly? ”

The ram steadied himself and smiled indifferently.

"I am unlucky, I failed to cross the catastrophe, I can only survive, and now, I just run out of life, and I am going to end up with a dead soul..."

As he said this, the ram's body began to shrink at a rate visible to the naked eye, eventually becoming a shriveled body of skin and bones.

"It's... It's so unfair! Shen Ling's heart was like a knife, after all, he had been with his predecessors for three months, and he already had a deep relationship.

"There is nothing unfair, the law of cultivating immortals is like this, under the way of heaven, anyone must abide by it." Ram Yun said with difficulty, "I have dedicated all my life to swordsmanship, you must cherish it and don't follow in my footsteps..."

"Senior..."

Great sorrow filled Shen Ling's heart, and although there were a thousand words, he didn't know where to start.

He hated Heaven for being unkind, and he used all things as dogs!

He hates the impermanence of fate, and the Tao is affectionate but ruthless!

He hates the time even more, and hates the night sky when he sees each other!

As the saying goes, the Taoist wants to raise but does not wait, but at the moment, the professor's great kindness cannot be reciprocated.

The ram looked at Shen Ling, who had a sad face, but his eyes shone brightly:

"It's okay to die at night, you don't have to put on such a bitter face! Before leaving, let the old decay take away the remnants of these 'resentful women', and return it to a clear place! ”

After that, the ram's expression was straight, and a sword light shot out, passing through the tombs and reaching the edge of the tomb!

Then, swipe lightly.

This sword light that runs through the entire Fallen Tomb, centered on the ram, swept around!

The buildings inside the tomb were unharmed, but the monstrous aura was cleared by the sword light.

After doing all this, Ram Yun's eyes dimmed, and Shen Ling could feel that his aura began to get weaker and weaker.

Going to start "dusting"?

In a hurry, Shen Ling cried out:

"Senior, I will definitely live up to your professor's grace!"

"Hey, hey...," Ram Yun said with his last breath, "You... What should you call me? ”

Shen Ling was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he actually knelt down.

"Master..."

After the ram listened, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and after nodding slightly, his eyes lost their brilliance.

"When"

"When"

"When"

In the silent tomb, the sound of kowtowing echoed.

Then, the generation of sword saints who once dominated the Xuanzhen Continent made those sword cultivators who hated the pride of the sky fall to the bone!

The glow enveloped his body, turning into colored dust in an instant, fluttering and rising into the sky.

Shen Ling's forehead was pressed against the stone surface, motionless.

And on the stone face, it was already wet...