It would take a month for his left hand to hold the sword, but what hurt him even more was the heart after the defeat.

Occasionally, one night, when Zheng Xu was walking by the stream, the water under the cliff was empty, the bamboo shadows were intertwined, and Jiang Ye was standing by the stream and looking at the cliff blankly.

Zheng Xu asked: "Are you unwilling to do anything about that day?"

Jiang Ye replied: "There must be unwillingness, but my strength is not as good as her." But I don't understand that since there is a genius like Zhu Yuqing, what is the use of our daily hard practice? ”

"Swordsmanship, first take its meaning, and then take its shape. There's nothing wrong with being hardworking, it's just that you can't understand it now, there is an inherent genius in the world, but there is no all-rounder, and when you understand the sword more deeply, you will naturally be able to defeat her. ”

"How many more years can I achieve that kind of swordsmanship?" Jiang Ye asked.

Zheng Xu said: "Maybe one trick has an epiphany, maybe it will be difficult to reach it in ten years, who can say for sure about cultivation." In my opinion, you can achieve that sword sense after five years of penance. Penance may progress slowly, but it will never go backwards. ”

"But what I hate most is that one person cultivates hard and then is defeated by another person with talent, because there are some things that are insurmountable in a lifetime." Jiang Ye said indifferently, and returned to the cave mansion.

He still cultivates diligently every day, even knowing that he is inferior to some people, because this path is the way back for his life. But if there must be someone who has amazing talent, then why can't it be yourself?

Jiang Ye began to learn Zhu Yuqing, placing the blade of the sword in the stream, feeling the flow of the stream, watching its changes, listening to the sound of the flowing water, looking at the sword marks on the sword cliff, holding the maple sword every day, staring at it.

He felt that he was going crazy, because he was not her, he couldn't think what she thought, he couldn't think what she thought, he couldn't see what she saw, maybe he could enter the inner sect, but what about after that? Reduced to mediocrity, never able to surpass her. He should never be one of those people.

One day, he saw a sword mark on the Wujian Cliff, which seemed to be very familiar to him, he carefully identified it, racked his brains to recall it, and then remembered that it was the pattern on his ancient mirror. Jiang Ye took out the ancient mirror and compared, as if it came from the hand of one person.

Generally, the ancient mirrors are painted with flowers, plants, birds and beasts, but what he engraved on this ancient mirror is some crooked lines. If the sword on the cliff is swordsmanship, then why not the swordsmanship on the ancient mirror?

He had carefully examined the ancient mirror, as if it were a mortal artifact, of no use. Jiang Ye carefully compared the sword marks on the cliff, although they did not coincide with the traces on the ancient mirror, but the arc was extremely similar, and they were all natural, if the sword marks were tattooed on this ancient mirror, there would be no sense of disobedience.

Jiang Ye returned to the cave and pondered: Practice, or not.

If this is just a false swordsmanship, then it is naturally useless, and it may even go mad, and this "swordsmanship" is extremely weird, I don't know how long it will take to master, if you don't practice, in the face of an opponent like Zhu Yuqing, he can only use the basic swordsmanship He has no place to win.

Jiang Ye carved down the swordsmanship on the ancient mirror and went to ask Zheng Xu.

Zheng Xu said: "This is so weird that it doesn't look like a sword technique, and I have never seen anyone use this kind of sword technique."

Jiang Ye took him to see the sword marks on the cliff and asked if it was from the same person.

Zheng Xu said: "The sword shape is very similar, but it has no charm, which is contrary to the orthodox swordsmanship, and it is not suitable for practicing it."

Jiang Ye begged Zheng Xu to teach himself, but he refused: "This is not the right way to the sword, blindly pursuing the profound and mysterious will only become an empty shell, the surface is extremely exquisite, but there is no deep meaning in it." Practicing swords must be down-to-earth, tempered hard, walk on the right path, and follow the crooked path may have a momentary brilliance, but it is fleeting like a meteor, and eventually falls. ”

Listening to Zheng Xu's words, this should be from the hands of one person. But Zheng Xu was unwilling to teach himself, and Jiang Ye had to figure it out by himself. Generally, swordsmanship pays attention to the straight and powerful sword, like a bowstring, but this swordsmanship is like a crescent moon, attacking the left and the right, attacking the upper and lower, the key point is whether the feint attack when shooting can be recognized by the opponent. This sword is very easy to get out of your hand, and the strength is difficult to control. Although subtle, it is indeed like an empty shell, if the opponent blocks a sword or avoids the rapid sword attack, then it is himself who is at the disadvantage, and he can only keep suppressing the opponent to prevent him from having a chance to counterattack. And this sword technique is not defensive, it is all a distorted offensive method.

A set of swordsmanship full of flaws, a set of elusive swordsmanship, each of which has many variations, Jiang Ye carefully pondered the sword momentum, frequently changing the shape of his hand to try, in order to achieve the smoothness of the sword. But it's just the simplest trick, and it seems to be difficult to master.

"How to choose between the splendor of the moment and the eternal candle flame." At night, Jiang Ye meditates on the ancient mirror. He just wanted to win, and that path made him see no hope of surpassing her, just as his usual swordsmanship in the competition did not pose a threat to her, but his own dangerous fight could hurt her.

But who can say that this path will not come to an end? You are the only one who can decide how far to go. Jiang Ye put away the ancient mirror. He just pursues a higher realm, a more extreme swordsmanship, and he doesn't want to follow the ordinary path that ordinary people have walked. No matter how rugged and treacherous this road is, as long as it can become stronger.

Jiang Ye abandoned what he had learned before and studied hard, but he couldn't even win against the enemies he had defeated in the past. Every day when he practiced this sword, a thought would pop up in his mind: Am I doing the right thing? Should I go down this path? Should it be abandoned?

Zhu Yuqing gradually left a nightmare in his heart, and if he could not defeat this enemy, he would have no hope of building the road. He began to try to practice his previous swordsmanship again, but after studying such profound and mysterious swordsmanship, he would only feel useless after practicing his previous swordsmanship, and felt that it was not as good as the swordsmanship in the ancient mirror. He already knew that he couldn't go back, even if he picked up the previous swordsmanship, he couldn't catch up with everyone, only the swordsmanship inscribed by the ancient mirror could save him.

In the eyes of Li Jiu, Zheng Xu and everyone, Jiang Ye was already crazy. The gesture of the sword has been distorted, and every day to practice those strange swordsmanship, sometimes the sword will hurt himself, the swordsmanship is getting weaker and weaker, and there is no longer the calm demeanor of the past, every day because the swordsmanship does not meet his expectations and is angry, sometimes laughing, and cut off contact with everyone.

Zheng Xu once persuaded him: "You are in love, it is better to withdraw in time, there is still room to turn around at this time, why bother with the events of the day."

"A swordsman is to dedicate everything to the sword, I have decided to be a swordsman, and when I meet an opponent who is stronger than me, of course I must surpass." Jiang Ye said to him, "As for the change in my feelings, it is because I only have the sword in my eyes, I am happy for it and angry for it, and the change of this sword is my change." It's broken now, and I'm broken. ”

"Idiot." He sighed. Seeing that Jiang Ye had reached such a point, he could only leave if he didn't listen to his own advice.