"It's in the Introduction, so you can study it yourself." Ming Qi Heavenly Dao, "To put it simply, your [Cloud Sky Blinding and Losing Feathers] is a sword of the 'Heart' realm, and the Yue Seniors may have already entered the 'Dao' realm. ”

"Then I can learn this sword......

"If you want me to say, you just learned its tricks and realized its meaning, but the 'heart' that represents the limit was only opened once in that situation, and then you left that situation, and then you used this sword again is just the afterglow of that state of mind." Ming Qi Tiandao, "Because there is an obvious sign in the 'heart' realm, that is, in your mind realm, a sword heart will appear. ”

“……”

"With this sword heart, you can use the sword of the 'heart' realm at any time, if you don't have a sword heart, you can only have a chance to touch it in that completely compatible situation."

"Didn't I actually learn it?"

"No, you've reached its deepest part, you just don't have what it takes to stay there. You can use it, but you can't use it to its full power yet. ”

"Oh."

Pei Ye probably understood a little - he could use this style to cover the enemy's five senses and catch him off guard, but when Grandpa Yue used this sword, he could feel as if his mind was immersed in the cold and dark deep sea.

Compared to briefly depriving the enemy of the five senses, that is obviously the true meaning of this sword.

"Miss Ming, what is the approximate realm of my sword?" Pei Li asked.

"You didn't come strictly according to this realm. On the one hand, you haven't even stepped into the humble realm, but on the other hand, it took you two years to realize that sword-style sword intent, and even stepped into the 'mind' realm once. ”

Yes, Pei Ye understood. What Ming Qitian said just now is a well-known and decent kendo realm, but the masters of the Fenghuai Martial Arts Pavilion can't touch it at all, and although Grandpa Yue is already standing at the top, his sword is not so orderly.

"So, I'm trying my best to get into a clumsy situation these days?"

Ming Qitian shook his head: "You can step in today." You already have the qualifications, but you don't have the knowledge. ”

Pei Ye frowned and thought: "Yes, I think I have done the tricks in place, like an arm...... So, what is missing? ”

"'Clumsy' is the control of the sword, you just need to realize one thing - what you master is not the sword move, let alone let the sword move control you, what you master is the sword itself."

Pei Ye suddenly brightened.

The sword moves required by 'clumsy' are proficient, such as arm command, and accurate luck, and he has already achieved them, and he is only short of the so-called "samadhi of the sword".

And he actually does not lack this understanding, and now as soon as he realizes the way, he naturally stands in front of the door of this realm.

Pei Ye swept the sword in his hand, a little eager to try.

Ming Qitian said: "You use the open-door sword again." ”

Pei Ye raised his sword again, and this time he intended to practice the realization he had just realized.

In the previous years, he practiced the sword moves hundreds of times, and the standard was beautiful as if it had been rubbed from the sword spectrum, which was of course the best play of swordsmanship.

But at this time, Pei Ye realized that everyone is different from height to personality, how to practice according to the same template? In fact, in the face of the enemy, it is not always necessary to "play the best", and it is not possible to achieve the "best play" at all times.

When the control of the sword is sufficient, the body can naturally experience the most comfortable and suitable "point". The strength of its movements will be slightly adjusted, and then the sword is still those sword moves, but it is already a perfect way to fit your body. Only then did the maximum potential of a sword move be brought into play.

This is the humble situation.

Pei Ye used the opening sword again at this time, and it was still standard and proficient, but the subtleties were indeed different, and it looked much smoother and more natural.

And in Pei Li's own feelings, each sword is more powerful, with less force and more force.

After finishing a set, Ming Qitian nodded: "That's exactly what I mean, but your sword is still a little erratic, and sometimes it falls back into the trap of death, you need to seriously grasp this feeling, practice more, and turn it into an instinct." ”

Pei Ye nodded, he also felt this way. I want to practice it again now, and I plan to adjust the open-door sword and then spread this feeling to all my swordsmanship.

Ming Qitian stopped him, broke off a thin branch from the jujube tree, and shook it gently: "Next, you can use everything you have learned to make moves to me, and in actual combat, you will grow the fastest." ”

Pei Ye thanked him, and then shook a cold light and shot over.

For the next whole afternoon, Pei Ye spent the whole afternoon in dismantling with Ming Qitian, Pei Li didn't know if it was the "actual combat" that really entered the realm so fast, or the subtle guidance of the woman opposite was too wonderful and accurate, every time he dismantled a move with Ming Qitian, he felt that his sword was more comfortable.

A non-stop sword fight.

It's like an epiphany that goes by leaps and bounds.

When he gasped and stopped, he really felt that he had stepped on the "clumsy" step steadily.

If the old man's Flying Goose Sword Style on a Snowy Night was to poke a hole in the upper limit of his sword path, then today's Ming Qitian's teaching was to build a wide high platform on his lower limit.

Humble circumstances.

Pei Ye returned the sword to the sheath with some unfinished thoughts, before he only roughly knew that he seemed to have some achievements in the sword, but he didn't know exactly how and what level he got outside.

After this afternoon, he grasped his sword skills steadily, and he would not be arrogant or arrogant.

"Miss Ming, thank you." Pei Ye scooped a large scoop of well water into his throat, wiped his mouth and said, "Are you going to leave today?" ”

Ming Qitian nodded: "I'll leave tonight and come back in about a month." But there's one more thing I want you to help me with before I go. ”

"What?"

"It's about Ruri."

Pei Ye had long noticed that she didn't carry the famous sword today: "Where is it?" ”

"Zhu Gaoyang wants to take a look, so I will leave it at the county office."

“……”

Ming Qitian slowly spread his palm to the sky, and after only a breath, a shadow swept down from the sky and stopped in Ming Qitian's hand gently.

It is the heart-cutting glass.

Pei Ye looked down, this was the first time he had observed this sword in such detail.

This sword is shallow throughout, just like carved glass, but even the best glass in front of it looks stiff and dead, and lacks that unique sense of agility.

This sword is not a standard longsword style, it has a longer hilt, one finger longer than the one in Pei Li's hand. However, the sword grid is extremely short, almost invisible, and only a boundary can be seen between the sword body and the hilt.

The blade is slender and straight, but it is not artificially straight and smooth like a steel sword, it is more like a falling ice ridge, clear and smooth, but not regular—it grows, not polishes.

It is likewise edged on both sides.

Its clear color is like ice in the air, and it is even a little difficult to distinguish. And in the center axis of the sword body of this glazed ice jade, near the sword grid, there is a small, delicate red bead buried inside the sword body, which is blurred by the clear sword body and is a little distorted.

Several slender and beautiful red threads spread out from the red beads, adding a touch of delicacy to the white and cold sword.

It is really a sword of the most beautiful, Pei Ye unconsciously opened his mouth when he saw it for the first time.

However, now, this snow plum-like sword seemed to be infected by yin and evil, and the sharp dark blue ice crystals glowed with fluorescence, trembling in the sword body like a parasite.

(End of chapter)