What Chen Changsheng said was not accurate. At that time, at the last moment of the Great Dynasty Trial Battle, he was just preparing to use the last form of the Lishan Magic Sword, but he didn't really make a move. However, the key to the last form of the Lishan Sword is his mind, Gou Hanshi saw his mind and withdrew, so it is not wrong to say that he has used that sword.

Su Li knew very well what the last form of the Lishan Sword meant, so he felt that he couldn't understand this young man more and more, but since Chen Changsheng knew this sword and used this sword, the last big difficulty in learning the burning sword would no longer exist.

Burning the sword is a sword move, and it is also a method to run the true yuan, and it is a means tailored for him by Su Litong Guò's observation of Chen Changsheng these days.

The number or efficiency of a cultivator's output of true yuan depends on the speed of starlight burning, the width of the meridian channel, there is a certain upper limit, the higher the talent, the better the qualification, the speed of burning starlight, the faster the speed of transmitting true yuan, like Xu Yourong and Akiyama-kun, the limit of the meridians can not be considered, as long as the number of starlight in their bodies is enough, they can even output true yuan endlessly.

There are a lot of starlight in Chen Changsheng's body, and there is no problem with sitting and looking at himself, the biggest problem is that the True Yuan Channel is too narrow, and even many meridians are broken, and the efficiency of True Yuan output is naturally extremely low.

As a Kendo master, Su Li's most remarkable thing is that his knowledge of the world is far beyond the scope of ordinary people, and his solution to problems is very unexpected, but in fact it is the most reasonable.

He didn't put pen to paper on Chen Changsheng's true yuan number, nor did he try to solve his meridian problem, but in a fearless way, he directly put the hope of solving the problem on the way the star light burned.

Of course, it is Chen Changsheng who needs to take risks, and it is Chen Changsheng who needs to be fearless.

"There are many methods or forms of combustion, generally speaking, pay attention to the peace of the middle, melt the starlight into clear water, trickle down the mind, so that the water can flow for a long time, but this sword requires you to burn the true element in a more violent way. ”

Su Li looked at him and said: "It's like countless wood chips, enclosed in a space, and suddenly a fire source appears, and those wood chips will burn almost at the same time, releasing great heat and power, like an explosion." ”

Chen Changsheng listened to his words, imagined that kind of picture in the sea of knowledge, and nodded.

Su Li said: "The method of burst can help your true yuan instantly ascend to a certain kind of Cheng dù, breaking through your chaotic meridians, so that the lethality of this sword can reach a barely visible Cheng dù." ”

"Understood. Chen Changsheng said: "But what does this have to do with the last form of the magic sword?"

Su Li looked into his eyes and said: "Countless True Yuan are burning in your body at the same time, as if exploding, it is possible to illuminate the field with guò sword momentum and dazzle your opponent's eyes, but it is more likely to directly burn you into an idiot, or blow you to pieces, if you can't have the determination to die, you can't complete the last step at all." ”

Chen Changsheng sensed the wisp of the black dragon's soul in the short sword and faintly reacted, remembering the scene when he was sitting in the underground cave of Beixinqiao and looking at himself, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, thinking that everything that happened was meaningful.

Thinking of Su Li's reaction when he said that he would leave the last form of the Mountain Magic Sword, he couldn't help but say to Su Li that he had many similar experiences, and although he was young, his attitude towards life and death was already very vicissitudes.

Su Li carefully explained the moves and sword intent of the burning sword, and then said no more, letting Chen Changsheng comprehend it on his own, and then he looked at the mountains and fields in the twilight, and the green grass on the other side of the stream, silent.

The Assassin might be in that green meadow right now.

Chen Changsheng didn't rush to comprehend the sword, smeared the cut fish with coarse salt, and then hung it on the fire to start roasting, since he was sure that the enemy was always there, the bonfire was no longer a matter of concern. With a slight smell of burning, he followed Su Li's gaze to the green grass across the stream, and after a moment shook his head, thinking that the assassin was really very patient, and he had been following for so many days but never made a move, folding his sleeves or he could do it, but he definitely couldn't do it.

The assassin who had always been hidden in the mountains was a great pressure on him and Su Li, and they knew very well that at some point, the assassin would definitely appear, but they didn't know when.

"Just like the predecessors said, if you wait like this, even if you die, you won't have any chance. ”

Chen Changsheng said to the famous assassin who had never faced each other in his heart: "Because my predecessors are teaching me how to use a sword, I will become stronger and stronger, and then you will not be able to kill us." ”

Fatty big white fish with sorghum rice, very simple but delicious After dinner, Su Li rested with his eyes closed by the hairy deer, and Chen Changsheng finished packing his things, walked to the side of the stream and sat down, and began to formally realize the sword.

He looked at the green grass across the stream and thought about the thousands of miles of snow in his body. Those snows were all starlight that he had collected day and night, the initial form of the True Yuan, and the source of a qiē battle energy.

Now he only needed to move his mind slightly, and he could ignite these snow fields and even the lake above the snow fields that enveloped the spiritual mountains, turning them into an endless stream of power and spirit. But this sword demanded that he not do so, because the method of burning was still too gentle, not violent enough, and the speed at which Starlight was transformed into True Yuan was too slow.

Burning the sword lies in a burning word.

Be violent, resolute, and burn with fire.

Chen Changsheng sat by the stream, silent, watching the twilight fade and the stars covering his eyes until the morning light came again.

It took him a whole night to finally learn to use his mind to fall on the snowfields without igniting the snowflakes, but to use that invisible power to make the snowfields more fluffy until the snowflakes left the ground and fluttered in the sky again.

The morning sun came out, the red glow was full of mountains and fields, and the streams were red.

Looking at the green grass that seemed to be burning on the other side of the stream, Chen Changsheng's hand slowly left the hilt of the sword.

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On the third day of learning the burning sword, in a tea shop next to an official road, Chen Changsheng and Su Li met the third assassin on their way back to the south, the assassin was named Li Pingyuan, who was a great man in the north, and there were countless dead soldiers under his command, it is said that this person had some unclear connections with the bear tribes in the snow field who secretly took refuge in the demons, or because of this, he judged Su Li's route to the south more accurately than others, and waited for their arrival here.

Because this matter is too important and too urgent, Li Pingyuan, a tycoon in the Northland, only has more than a dozen of his most loyal subordinates, but in this small tea shop, it is already a little crowded.

There were no customers in the tea shop, there was a faint smell of blood, the stove where the tea was made was already cold, it looked like it hadn't burned for several days, the boss should have been dead, but he didn't know where the body was buried.

Chen Changsheng sat at the tea table, looking at the tea with a peculiar smell in the bowl, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Congratulations. Su Li looked at him and said, "Kill this person, I believe you won't have too much psychological burden." ”

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(The next chapter will be very, very late, unimaginably late, but there will be.) ）