"Lord Sword Spirit, hearing you say this, I have a few questions for you."

Hearing Yang Feng being so respectful, Gu Ling felt that Yang Feng didn't hold back any good fart.

Said unhappily: "If you have a fart, let it go!" ”

Mud granny's!

Yang Feng scolded secretly in his heart, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face, and he said with a smile: "Lord Sword Spirit, if I don't reach the realm of sword intent, will I be able to reach your level in the future?" ”

Hearing Yang Feng's question, Gu Ling chuckled in his heart, why is this kid comparing her?

"Why do you think this seat is not enough?"

Gu Ling began to be more serious, how many inhuman hardships she has gone through in her life to get to where she is today, who dares to say that she can easily reach her height.

"Of course I don't mean that, the kid just wants to find a role model in kendo and then try to get closer to his example."

Yang Feng returned truthfully.

On the way to cultivating immortals, he had remnant immortals, and desolate immortals served as guides, but in the way of the sword, the real enlightenment was Jianchan, and Pan Xuan only gave him the sword.

Now he is not ignorant of kendo, so in order to be able to achieve good achievements in kendo in the future, he needs to have a person as a role model along the kendo road.

"Huh! The Sword Intent Transformation Realm is not as simple as you think, it doesn't mean that there is a goal, there is an example that can inspire you to forge ahead at all times, and then through unremitting efforts, you can achieve the Sword Intent Transformation Realm,

If you have such an idea, I advise you to give up as soon as possible, so that I will give you a day to think clearly about what you are embarking on the path of the sword.

Becoming a sword cultivator is not what you desire in your heart, and most importantly, you have to think clearly, who are you holding the sword for? What is the place of the sword in your heart?

Think about it clearly, tomorrow old place, tell me your answer. ”

After Gu Ling threw a series of questions to Yang Feng, he walked towards the depths of the Ancient Sword Temple on his own.

Yang Feng, who was left alone with a confused face, was pestle.

"Kendo, why did I step into kendo? For whom does the sword hold? The place of the sword in my heart? ”

Yang Feng looked at the night sky blankly, whispering these questions over and over again.

Then he took out the spiritual sword in the Qiankun bag and held the hilt.

Walk in the direction of the wooden house.

The cold Spirit Demon Sword handed, and a vague evil aura began to wander in Yang Feng's body.

The broken sword, illuminated by the moonlight, emitted a three-inch cold glow.

And Yang Feng himself, carrying a sword, walked carelessly on the way back to the wooden house.

Along the way, he was thinking about the questions that Gu Ling threw at him, to be honest, he had never thought about using the sword for so long, what he knew was that the sword was a sharp weapon for killing.

The sword is a magic weapon that can enhance his own combat power, and the moment he holds the spirit of evil, he only has killing left in his heart.

If you want to understand why he stepped into kendo, you need to know who made him set foot in kendo, and if you want to know who he holds the sword for, then you need to know who is the one who gave him the sword?

If you want to know the place of the sword in his heart, it is up to him to find the answer himself.

For a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yang Feng's mind, but he couldn't grasp anything.

Unconsciously, Yang Feng had already come to Jianchan's wooden house.

The wooden house, as before, was dark, because there was no one in the house, and there was no fire.

Yang Feng came to the backyard alone.

Plunge the Spiritual Sword into the ground.

Then he sat down and felt the moonlight tilting, reflecting the sword shadow and human figure on the ground.

The figure of a man and a sword stood on the ground like this.

Like two old friends who haven't seen each other for many years, chatting with each other, and like a pair of lovers, snuggling up to each other in the faint moonlight.

Under the soft moonlight, looking at the Spiritual Broken Sword emitting dazzling white light all over his body, Yang Feng suddenly recalled the scenes from the past.

I still remember the disgust in his heart when he first got the Lingsha Sword in the Hundred Beasts Mountain, and then the excitement when he used the Lingsha to kill the pig demon,......

I vaguely remember that from the time he was admitted to Zhuxian University, from the time he was brought into Zhuxian University by Pan Xuan, and from the time Pan Xuan of the Hundred Beasts Mountain handed over the Spirit Sword to him.

Yang Feng did not leave his sword.

Since then, the broken sword has become his standard, and at that time, he was so unfamiliar with the cultivation of immortals, the cultivation of swords, and everything in Zhuxian University.

It was as if he Yang Feng was an outsider, and it was his existence that broke the tranquility that belonged to Zhuxian University.

It was the two-foot long sword in his hand that cut out the demeanor of an immortal cultivator of Zhuxian University.

……

Along the way, he just instinctively held the sword, held the sword against the enemy, and mingled with relatives and friends.

Step into kendo.

It was Pan Xuan who said to Yang Feng, the person who gave Yang Feng the sword was Pan Xuan, but it was himself who taught Yang Feng to hold the sword and kill the enemy.

He cultivated immortals to save his mother, and he comprehended the sword intent in order to repay Pan Xuan's kindness.

But he still couldn't think of a reason to convince himself, why did he hold the sword?

When Pan Xuan threw the Spirit Sword to Yang Feng, he almost subconsciously grasped the sword without thinking about it.

It's as if it's all innate.

At that time, because Pan Xuan told him that the monsters of the Hundred Beasts Mountain were rampant, he didn't say a word, and then lifted the two-foot long sword.

However, he didn't know how to use a sword, and he couldn't even deter the evil aura of the Spirit Evil Sword, but when he saw the two women, Chu Lingyun and Lin Ziyue, he was about to be swallowed alive by the wolf demon.

Yang Feng held the sword for the first time and slashed the wolf demon!

That time he was holding the sword for life.

Later, at the end of the entrance exam, for the sake of Gu Qianqian, he fought against the crowd.

That time he was holding a sword for the guard.

Later, most of what he experienced was to hold the sword for the Tao in his heart.

Every time after that, he seemed to have a reason to hold the sword.

"Yes, why did you set foot in kendo? For whom does the sword hold? The sword is a killing weapon, and the sword is also the guardian of life, why did you set foot in the way of the sword, it was originally because of a promise, but now it is to find the end of the way of the sword,

For whom to hold the sword, at first it was the protection of life and the protection of love, but now it is only to be able to keep the clarity of my heart, and to hold the sword, for the morality in my heart. ”

At this moment, Yang Feng's mind was extremely transparent, as if he had been empowered.

"As for the place of the sword in my heart, this is the answer!"

Yang Feng pointed to the two shadows on the ground that overlapped at some point and confided in his heart.

Reaching out and rubbing the blade of the Spirit Sword until it was destroyed.

After many months, Yang Feng finally entered the state of emptiness again tonight.

Enter the inner world of the Spirit Sword.

Yang Feng still remembers that when he came in the first few times, the lights here were dark and blind, and he couldn't see anything.

But this time, this dark world, I don't know when a bright light lit up.

Although the flame in the lamp swayed in the wind and seemed to be extinguished at any moment, the beating flame burned unyieldingly, wanting to give light to this world full of darkness.

"You're here, Yang Feng."

The cold voice of the spirit sounded, and the flames that ignited did not seem to bring warmth to it.

"Lingsha, I know how my kendo should go."

Yang Feng excitedly wanted to share the good news with the Spirit Sword Spirit.

"There are a total of one hundred and twenty-eight lamps here, if you can light all these one hundred and twenty-eight lamps that day, you will be considered truly successful in the way of the sword, and now you have just lit one."

As he spoke, the lamp, which emitted a faint light, came to the spirit.

"My world is full of ice and darkness, and a light is just a fluorescent."

With that, the lamp returned to its original place.

"Lingsha, one day I will bring you the bright moon to illuminate this world full of cold and darkness."

Yang Feng made a promise again.

"Remember what you said, for the rest of the time, you should hurry up and understand, the transformation is not as simple as you think."

The sword spirit flashed a smile on his face.

"Hmm."

Yang Feng nodded heavily.

Lingsha has a heart with him, so he naturally knows what he is thinking, yes! What Yang Feng was thinking about now was how to take the sword intent from the consummation step to the transformation realm.

He is now less than three years away from the time of the life-and-death battle with Fu Yu.

Three years later, is it a return to his hometown? Or is it a dead land?

It's all up to him in a whim.

It is impossible for Fu Yu to wait for him in the same place, and he is not qualified to argue with Fu Yu now.

Because in Zhuxian University, only tutors and mentors can make appointments.

Therefore, in order to work hard to improve his status, Yang Feng was unwilling to give up any opportunity to become stronger.

Sword Intent Transformation Realm, if he can reach the Transformation Realm, then he will be one step closer to the identity of a mentor.

"Avatar? After these days of tempering, my sword intent seems to have reached a saturated state, why can't I break through to the transformation realm for a long time? ”

Yang Feng asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

In the past few days in the secret realm, he has been absorbing attributeless sword intent everywhere and cultivating, but he found that no matter how he cultivates, the power of the sword intent will not be enhanced by any more.

This distressed him, so he entered the state of emptiness and expressed his doubts, hoping that the spirit would solve his doubts.

If you let others know that Yang Feng actually used the great opportunity of the empty state to ask questions, it is estimated that Yang Feng will be indispensable for a human education.

"Transform the realm, transform all things, all things are only will, everything in the world is controlled by your will, have you ever heard of the sword intent grass?"

Lingsha Sword Spirit painstakingly explained to Yang Feng.

"I've heard that this grass grows in the cold."

"Huh! Do you know why it grows in extremely cold places, and why it needs it to have the slightest chance of setting foot in the realm? ”

Lingsha threw out two questions one after another, which caught Yang Feng off guard, uh, it seems that I asked you a question, right? Why are you still anti-customer-oriented?

"I don't know."

Yang Feng shook his head, and said truthfully, not that he didn't want to pretend to be in front of the Spirit Sword Spirit, but that he really didn't know, even the Sword Intent Grass was heard from Gu Ling.

"In the extremely cold land, not a single inch of grass grows, and you can't even see any living things, but the sword intent grass can withstand the severe cold, proud of the snow and frost, because the 'will' of the sword cultivator who left that grass is strong enough,

After each sword cultivator cultivates to the transformation realm, he will rely on his mind to plant a sword intent grass that belongs to his own sword intent in the extremely cold land, leaving a way back for later sword cultivators. ”

Hearing Lingsha's explanation, Yang Feng knew why the Sword Intent Grass was not afraid of the cold, and why? It is indispensable to reach the realm of perfection, and the dare is this sword intent grass, which is left by the predecessors to the latecomers.

"Then how do I find the Sword Intent Grass?"

……

Before Yang Feng finished speaking, he was forced to withdraw from the state of emptiness.