Chapter 393: Jian Cheng

The root of the swordsman!

Han Mo was fiercely shocked in his heart, you must know that the root of the swordsman is already the essence of questioning.

What is the root is the meaning of the root, the essence, the origin.

And at this moment, the sword has no return move, and it has actually touched the essence of the swordsman and the root of the sword, which does not allow Han Mo not to be shocked.

If you want to know the root, you must explore the source, get to the bottom of it, break the sand pot and ask to the end, this is already an understanding of the Tao, and it has risen to a kind of comprehension and epiphany of the root of things, completely beyond the things that the dragon realm martial artists can touch.

It's no wonder that Rao is Han Mo will feel shocked.

As for the understanding of the "Dao" or the essence of things, this is already something that only the martial artists of the Creation Realm can touch, and now, the Thirty-six Swords of the Only Self in Han Mo's hand, just the fifth sword has allowed him to come into contact with the things that the martial artists of the Creation Realm can touch, which does not allow Han Mo not to be shocked.

"Master, master, who are you, what kind of exercise is this exercise, it is so against the sky, no wonder you dare to say that as long as I comprehend this exercise, I will be able to break through to the realm of creation......"

Han Mo's heart was fiercely shocked, just by looking at the three moves of the Thirty-six Swords, he could be sure that this was an exercise that was definitely not inferior to the emperor-level, and even Han Mo believed that if it was leaked out, even those martial artists of the Creation Realm would have to fight for it.

"Master, don't worry, since Han Mo has obtained this exercise. Han Mo will definitely not let you down. ”

Han Mo's eyes flashed, "This kind of exercise is simply too shocking, it must be kept secret, and it must not be leaked out, so as not to be remembered by people with intentions, it is a blessing or a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided." ”

This kind of exercise must not be known to outsiders.

"This exercise is very peculiar, the comprehension of sword intent is extremely demanding, but the physical quality requirements are very ordinary. With the strength I have now. It should be able to be barely used once or twice, but it can be regarded as a killer feature. ”

Han Mo said secretly in his heart, then drew his sword and stood up, and practiced the third move of the only thirty-six swords.

Of course. And that's just the first practice. It's just a picture of a cat. There is almost no attack power.

......

"Boom!"

With a flash of cold light, the long sword in Han Mo's hand suddenly came out of its sheath and kicked the ground with his feet. The whole person rose into the air, his clothes hunted in the wind, as if a swordsman from outside the sky, the long sword was constantly waving, and countless sword qi were constantly circling and whistling in the void, cutting the air, and making a deafening crackling sound.

"Woo Woo ......"

The long sword kept waving, Han Mo's eyes closed slightly, he didn't think about anything else, he was dedicated to cultivating swordsmanship, and the whole person fell into a peculiar state, as if he didn't want to think about it, he didn't think about it, he didn't think about it, there was no self or other in his heart, there were no distractions, and some were just a sword.

A living sword!

Gradually, Han Mo's whole person seemed to have disappeared, there was no more Han Mo between heaven and earth, no more breeze and bright moon, dead trees and faint crows, and some were just a sword, a long sword that kept waving.

As time passed, the sword stopped swinging, suspended in mid-air, and emitted a buzzing trembling sound, as if it had life and was about to come back to life at any time, and the trembling sound became denser and louder, and gradually deafening......

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the long sword was stunned, stopped trembling, and was grabbed by someone in his hand, no longer moving, and behaved like a cat.

"The sword is out and there is no return!"

A high-pitched voice, like Hong Zhong's big aluminum, roared from Han Mo's mouth, and the void within three inches in front of him exploded inch by inch, forming one black hole after another, and the air between heaven and earth seemed to be absorbed into it, the strong wind was raging, and the dust was all over the sky.

"Whoa!"

With a sword slash, Han Mo found that the sword qi had passed, and the void had been torn open with a huge opening, as if a monster with a huge mouth was about to devour everything.

Before the sword qi arrived, the ground began to explode inch by inch, forming one pit after another, and even the flowers and trees not far away began to wither rapidly, explode, turn into dust, and fall to the ground.

"Bang!"

With a deafening sound, Han Mo's long sword finally slashed to the ground, a three-foot-long opening, which was instantly formed on the ground, as if it was a crack caused by an earthquake, and it didn't look like it was man-made at all.

Han Mo knew that he had finally connected the fifth sword of the only thirty-six swords.

"Sword, my Han Mo's sword, one sword sweeps the world, and one sword proves immortality. ”

"The sword is out and there is no return!"

The long sword trembled, as if it was responding to Han Mo......

......

Then, Han Mo took out a yellowed quaint book from the storage ring, and with a slight breeze, the book was blown open, and it was densely covered with all kinds of fonts.

"True Demon Catastrophe Doesn't Break the Body"!

What Han Mo was holding in his hand was actually a cultivation technique!

A technique that shimmered with a faint pitch-black light, and the slightest refreshing smell was constantly enveloping in the direction where Han Mo was.

"The True Demon ...... Invincible"

Looking at this strange exercise, Han Mo's complexion changed slightly, and his eyes blinked, with a hint of curiosity and caution, "Could it be the Demon Dao Cultivation Technique?"

Han Mo knew that in this world, unlike most martial artists, there were still people cultivating the exercises of the Demon Dao.

The exercises of demon path cultivation can make the cultivator's cultivation breakthrough particularly fast, but it is domineering and fierce, the world is peerless, and when it comes to cultivation, it is also extremely easy to go mad and fall into the devil, and when the cultivator breaks through the realm of divine powers, he often has to go mad and die nine times out of ten.

Despite this, there are still a large number of martial artists who choose to practice the Demon Dao Exercises, using various cruel means to improve their cultivation.

"This technique can indeed make my cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, and after cultivating the heavens to destroy nerves, I don't have to worry about going mad no matter how much I practice the Demon Dao Technique. ”

Suddenly, Han Mo's voice changed, "However, if people in the world know about your cultivation of the Demon Dao Exercises, hehe......"

As soon as he read this, Han Mo's movement of turning the book in his hand paused slightly, but the meaning was already extremely obvious.

"In the righteous path and demonic path, there is no distinction between the mind and the law, only the mind of the cultivator. ”

Suddenly, Han Mo burst out laughing, but he didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "Cultivating the righteous path mind method and practicing the demon head is the demon path, and cultivating the demon path mind method and doing the right path is the right path, and my cultivation of the demon path mind method may not be evil." ”

"I don't care what kind of demonic path it is, as long as it can make my cultivation break through quickly, that is the right way, and it is my Han Mo's way. The ancestors are not enough to be afraid, and the way of heaven is not enough to fear. My way is the way of heaven, and my law is better than ten thousand laws!" (To be continued.) )