Chapter Seventy-Two: The Art of the Imperial Sword
Back in the Demon Prison Realm, Yu Shu cultivated a little harder than before.
The time spent in the secret realm of Zhimu has really taught her a lesson.
Yu Shu's expression was solemn, and he swung his long sword in a circle along the right side of his body, and then slashed violently from top to bottom.
The sword and the arm were stretched in a straight line, and the tip of the sword shook slightly, making a buzzing sound.
She exhaled deeply, she was still one step away from the advancement, and she had been meditating for several days but had not been able to break through, even Yu Shu was a little anxious.
There was a spiritual power approaching behind him, and Yu Shu didn't need to look back, she could feel that it was Ji Jue.
Ji Jue took the Qingying Sword in Yu Shu's hand, and he held the Qingying Sword and stabbed forward.
"The Qingying Sword Technique is both fast and slow, and it is both rigid and soft."
Ji Jue's forearm was rotated outward, his palm was facing upward, and he drew an arc close to his body, and lifted the sword.
"When practicing, you should carry the sword with you, and carry the sword with you."
Ji Jue said as he pressed his wrist down and lifted the sword again.
"In the form of God, it is necessary to achieve the unity of form and meaning, the unity of mind and qi, and the unity of qi and God."
Yu Shu looked at Ji Jue and couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment, Ji Jue's sword drifted with a flutter, and every move and style carried an indescribable beauty.
After Ji Du finished swinging a complete sword move, he handed the sword back to Yu Shu.
"Thank you, Master." Yu Shu's eyes flashed, and she took it respectfully.
Ji Jue looked at Yu Shu, his eyebrows raised slightly, he grabbed Yu Shu's hand, and said slowly, "I won't teach you swordsmanship today." ”
"Cultivation should not be rushed for quick success, sometimes the more you want to advance, the results you get will be unsatisfactory."
He naturally saw Yu Shu's thoughts.
When Yu Shu heard this, she was obviously stunned for a moment, she nodded hesitantly, but she couldn't help but secretly slander herself, did the master mean that she didn't want to practice recently?
Soon Ji Jue told Yu Shu the answer.
A dark light flashed under Ji Jie's eyes, and his thin lips opened lightly, "Teach you the sword today." ”
Edgeworth?!
Yu Shu's eyes lit up obviously, and she looked expectant, "Really, Master!" ”
Yu Shu's emotions directly infected Ji Jue, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Really, take your sword and follow me outside." ”
"Oh no!" Yu Shu smiled with crooked eyebrows, she followed behind Ji Duan's ass, and walked out with a fart.
They walked to an empty courtyard in the hall, and Ji drew his sword.
"If you want Edgeworth, you must first resonate with your sword."
Ji Jue said, his mind moved, and the Cangxuan Sword floated in the air in response, as if it was controlled by an invisible rope.
Yu Shu was stunned for a moment, she lowered her head and looked at her Qingying Sword, "Resonance? But it's a sword. ”
How can you resonate with a dead thing?
Ji Jie's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he guessed what Yu Shu was thinking, he curled his fingers and flicked them firmly on Yu Shu's head.
He straightened his face and said in a deep voice, "Sword cultivation Sword cultivation, sword cultivation is not only the support of our strength, but also our partner side by side. ”
When Ji Jue said this, Cangxuan Sword stood up and shook the sword body to express his approval.
"If you just think it's a dead thing, you won't be able to cultivate great power in this life." Ji Jue lifted his eyes and looked at Yu Shu, and in his dark and deep eyes, some sharp light suddenly shot out.
Ji Jue took two steps towards Yu Shu and stroked the Qingying Sword in Yu Shu's hand, "Swords have sword souls, if you treat it as a dead thing, then it can only be a dead thing." ”
Yu Shu lowered her head and looked at it, Ji Duan's well-defined hand was on the sword with a cold light, the whiter she looked, and Yu Shu was shaking for a moment.
Soon she came back to her senses, and she muttered in her mouth, "Sword Soul ......"
"How do I awaken its sword soul?" Yu Shu looked at Ji Jie's eyes, and a trace of confusion appeared between her eyebrows.
When Ji Jue heard this, he laughed twice, "You have already woken it up, didn't you do a good job in the mirror that day?" ”
Yu Shu's expression was a little blank, she was determined to protect Ji that day, and the Qing Ying Sword was not at hand.
At that time, she shouted 'Qing Ming', and then the Qing Ying Sword flew into her hand by itself.
Yu Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking thoughtful.
After a while, she suddenly spoke out and shouted at the Qing Ming Sword, "Qing Ming, Qing Ming Qing Ming!" ”
She screamed several times in a row, which made Ji Jue's brows furrow, and he couldn't help but bend his fingers again and flicked Yu Shu's brain.
"Stupid." A slight smile rose in Ji Jue's eyes, "According to your approach, if you call for hundreds of years, Qing Ming will not respond to you." ”
Yu Shu raised her hand to cover her head, her face turned red with hindsight, and she was a little ashamed, "But that day, that's what I called it!" ”
The corners of Ji Du's lips were hooked, and his eyes were full of interest, "That's your heart calling it, and you want it to come to you, so it's coming." ”
"Infuse your spiritual power into the Qing Ying Sword," Ji Jue lowered his eyes and reminded.
Yu Shu pursed her lips, and immediately obediently did what Ji Jue said, mobilized spiritual power from the dantian, condensed it in the palm of her hand, and threw it into the Qingying Sword.
The body of the Qingying Sword glowed with a slight light, and suddenly, Yu Shu's eyes darkened, and it turned out that Ji Jue reached out to cover her eyes.
Suddenly falling into darkness, Yu Shu felt uncomfortable for another moment, and she said timidly, "Ji Jue? ”
"Shh~" Ji Jue shushed, he covered Yu Shu's eyes, and said, "Get rid of all external objects, to perceive your spiritual power, to feel Qingming." ”
Ji Jue said as he spoke, his fingertips condensed spiritual power, and with a twist of his wrist, an enchantment was instantly laid out.
Ji Jie's voice was magnetic and distant, and Yu Shu fell into Ji Du's words as she listened to it.
She seemed to be in a dark place, her soul seemed to float out of her body, and the voice around her became quieter and quieter.
Yu Shu seemed to have come to another space, a pitch-black space, and her soul floating in the air slowly fell.
She looked around a little dazedly, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"Yu Shu, calm down." Ji Jue's voice suddenly sounded, as if it came from a long distance.
Yu Shu was stunned for a moment, she immediately sat down cross-legged, her hands were clenched into an oval, and she silently recited the mental method, and her spiritual power began to work Zhou Tian.
She spread out her spiritual power to sense the Blue Shadow Sword.
"Sword cultivation should be loyal to one's sword, be loyal to one's sword, and melt the sword into the body as a part of the body."
"Be loyal to the sword, and the sword will be one, so that you can attain enlightenment."
Ji Jue's voice carried a strange charm, and he guided Yu Shu step by step.
Yu Shu took a deep breath, her mind suddenly emptied, and she suddenly remembered the Qingying Sword Sword move that Ji Jue had just swung.
Ji Jue said at that time that the form and the meaning should be in harmony with the form of the gods, the unity of the will and the qi, and the harmony of the qi and the gods.
"Form and meaning are in harmony, meaning and qi are in harmony, and qi and spirit are in harmony...... Yu Shu muttered in her mouth, and there seemed to be something in the dantian that was about to break out of the shell.
The swordsmanship of the Qing Ying Sword suddenly appeared in her mind, one move and one style, flowing smoothly.
She kept thinking about it, and suddenly there was something more in her hand.
This is the Blue Sword!
Yu Shu clenched the Qingming sword, moved as she wished, and immediately began to swing the sword move, The Qingying swordsmanship is both fast and slow, rigid and soft.
Yu Shu's sword moved with him, his waist was tense, and he turned around with a cloud step under his feet, and stabbed with his backhand, the tip of the sword cut through the void and let out a buzzing sound.
When walking, it is like a dragon out of the water, and when it is quiet, it is like a civet cat catching mice, how mysterious!
The last sword fell, Yu Shu raised her wrist, so that the tip of the sword jerked forward, reaching the tip of the sword, and the long arm collapsed into a straight line.
Her chest rose and fell slightly, panting slowly.
Suddenly, a surge of intent swept through the veins of her body!