Chen Mingzhi returned to the place where he had stood before, and he had not yet fully recovered from the artistic conception just now.

A hand slapped on Chen Mingzhi's shoulder, waking Chen Mingzhi up from that feeling.

Chen Mingzhi looked back and saw that it was Chu Sixiang.

"It's a good thing that you suddenly stepped into the picture, otherwise you'd be bored with the next splash of ink. ”

The way of the sword is divided into five realms, the first realm is in the stream, the second realm is in mind, the third realm is contemplative, the fourth realm is one, and the fifth realm is all swords.

Sword cultivation that is not in the light of the intention can only be regarded as knowing swordsmanship, not true swordsmanship.

The reason why the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect were able to pass this point was because the ancient sword cultivation technique inherited by the Ancient Spirit Sect had to be taken care of first.

Chen Mingzhi has always been only in the stage of entering the stream before, to put it bluntly, even if his swordsmanship is very fast, he is only a rookie, and now he can be regarded as truly entering the way of swordsmanship.

Chen Mingzhi suddenly entered the realm of illumination, and only those sword dao people could see that although the others could feel that something had changed in Chen Mingzhi's body, they didn't know what was going on.

Chen Mingzhi was also vague, and it was only when Chu Sixiang said this that he understood what his situation was.

Shine as you wish...... A smile appeared on Chen Mingzhi's face.

The last test of the kendo theory meeting, splashing ink, is about to begin.

Chen Mingzhi and the others went to a pavilion in Guiyun Villa under the leadership of Lu Cha, where more than 20 futons were placed, and there were pen inkstones and paper next to the futons.

Chen Mingzhi and their participating disciples have to sit on the futon in this pavilion, not saying a word, just use a brush to write a word on this paper to communicate their kendo.

The palm pen is the same as holding the sword, the swordsmanship and calligraphy are smart, and calligraphy has been used to inherit the tradition of kendo since ancient times in the world of cultivating immortals.

The sword intent can be perfectly contained in the words written by this sword cultivator, but there is still a camouflage body, if it is not in the image, it is impossible to fully appreciate the sword intent contained in this word just by entering the stream.

This is why Chu Sixiang didn't like Chen Mingzhi's words, and this attempt was very boring.

This splash ink trys, in addition to understanding the other party's kendo with sword intent, you also have to be able to guess.

In addition to words, you can also draw, any word, a simple symbol, you have to use your imagination to guess what the other person wants to express.

In Chen Mingzhi's view, this is a difficult reading comprehension or a spiritual level.

The contestants sat cross-legged on top of the futon, and everyone vacated the most conspicuous spot in the middle as if they had made an appointment.

Chu Sixiang, who was the last to grab a seat, shook his head and sat down in the middle position.

Wait until all the disciples sit down, and the pavilion will light agarwood that can calm people's minds.

"The third test of splashing ink officially began. ”

Chen Mingzhi picked up the pen and looked at the white paper in front of him, and was stunned.

He looked up and saw that everyone else had started to write, only Chu Sixiang, like him, had not yet started writing.

Chen Mingzhi saw that a little brother of the Ancient Spirit Sect had finished writing, and blew his paper to a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect with spiritual power.

The disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect let out a contemptuous smile when he got the words, and a piece of paper flew out of his fingertips and passed into the hands of the disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect.

When the elder brother of the Gu Ling Sect saw this, he began to frown.

He stared at the words on the paper for a long time, and his body began to stagger, and then he fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

Chen Mingzhi sighed silently for this little brother of the Ancient Spirit Sect, the sword cultivation of the Ancient Spirit Sect has always competed with the monks of the Qingshan Sword Sect, although this kid did not directly look for Chu Sixiang, but he did not know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and he chose Feng Luoyang, the second master among the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect.

Feng Luoyang sensed Chen Mingzhi's gaze and smiled at Chen Mingzhi.

Chen Ming sighed in his heart, fortunately he is a "girl", and no one will suddenly find trouble for himself.

He looked at Chu Sixiang again, Chu Sixiang hadn't started writing yet, but he had already received a piece of paper.

Chu Sixiang looked at the word "Dao" from Gai Song in his hand, and yawned greatly.

Gai Song, who was acting in the machine faction, saw Chu Sixiang like this, and immediately lowered his head in shame.

Gaison's writing of the word "Dao" contains all his understanding of kendo, and the combination of deduction and kendo is the way he pondered.

But Gaison had not yet entered the state of illumination, and the words written naturally could not and could not fully reflect his sword.

Chu Sixiang glanced at Gai Song, and then finally started to write a word, which floated in front of Gai Song with spiritual power.

Gaison picked up the piece of paper and saw that it was a word "ding".

Gaison was at a loss, and he didn't feel the sword intent on it.

As soon as he wanted to put the paper down, a strong sword intent emerged from the word "Ding".

The piece of paper in Gai Song's hand was shattered by the sword intent, and he himself was so shocked by the sword intent that he couldn't open his eyes.

As soon as this strong sword intent appeared, it attracted the attention of all the participating disciples.

The writer stopped writing, and the reader put the paper.

In the eyes of everyone, this strong sword intent gradually dissipated with the wind, and Gai Song opened his eyes and hugged Chu Sixiang with a fist.

And Chu Sixiang didn't seem to see it, her eyes had already turned to Chen Mingzhi.

Chen Mingzhi and Chu Sixiang looked at each other, Chu Sixiang stared, and Chen Mingzhi frowned.

Chen Ming was confused, he couldn't figure out what Chu Sixiang wanted to do.

Chu Sixiang was also puzzled, why didn't this guy write yet, didn't he understand my eyes?

Chu Sixiang was a little interested in Chen Mingzhi, because Chen Mingzhi was a "girl" like her, and she played a fast sword and suddenly took care of it.

So Chu Sixiang wanted to see what kind of sword path Chen Mingzhi was.

Just when Chu Sixiang and Chen Mingzhi exchanged glances, she had already received more than a dozen words, and even Feng Luoyang sent her one.

Everyone saw Chu Sixiang pointing out Gai Song, and they all wanted to come and receive the guidance of this kendo genius.

Chu Sixiang turned around, spread out the dozen or so pieces of paper together, and looked at them at a glance.

Everyone else showed expressions of amazement, and those spectators outside were also shocked when they saw Chu Sixiang's behavior.

You must know that each piece of paper carries all the sword intent of the writer, and Chu Sixiang's action is equivalent to one person facing more than a dozen people at the same time.

Don't talk about others, but just a word from Feng Luoyang stunned the disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect. Although the others are not as good as Feng Luoyang, but the three stinkers are on top of one Zhuge Liang, which is also several Feng Luoyang.

Everyone stared at Chu Sixiang nervously, guessing Chu Sixiang's reaction in their minds.

Some guessed that she would fall all at once, some guessed that she would shake for a while and then fall, some guessed that she would have a headache, and some guessed that she would get dizzy......

However, no, Chu Sixiang calmly put the papers together again, and put them aside after sorting them out.

Chu Sixiang picked up the pen, wrote a stroke in front of everyone, and then passed it to Feng Luoyang.

Feng Luoyang's already fair face was now whiter, his hand trembled slightly, and he involuntarily let go of the paper in his hand.

Chu Sixiang shook his head, pointed his fingers, and the spiritual wind blew the piece of paper that Feng Luoyang didn't hold, circulating it among the various futons one by one.

Anyone who looked at this paper was injured by the sword intent on this paper.

Gai Song, who played the machine faction, was the worst, and just experienced the joy of being pointed out by Chu Sixiang, he was stunned by Chu Sixiang's sword intent on the paper......

"Senior brother...... What is this Chu Sixiang writing, just one glance to make people like this?" Wang Duobao looked at Chu Sixiang, who was sitting lazily in the middle of the pavilion, and swallowed his saliva in fear.

He also wanted to deduce what Chu Sixiang had written, but he didn't dare to ......

Zhang Yiyi's eyes narrowed into a slit, "Senior brother, aren't I afraid that this Chu Sixiang will stab me with a sword?"

Wang Duobao pursed his lips, senior brother is really, he can't hide his thoughts.

Chen Mingzhi also kept staring at the paper that was constantly circulating and the fallen person, and he was also very curious about what Chu Sixiang had written.

After a round of turns, the piece of paper finally arrived in front of Chen Mingzhi.

Chen Mingzhi didn't go directly to pick up the piece of paper, but turned his gaze to Chu Sixiang.

Chu Sixiang was also looking at him at this time, as if he was curious about what Chen Mingzhi's reaction would be.

Chen Mingzhi picked up the paper that was reversed.

"One?"

There is only one horizontal on this piece of paper, which is a "one" character.

Chen Mingzhi wondered, what does this "one" represent?

Without waiting for Chen Mingzhi to think about it, a sharp sword intent came towards Chen Mingzhi.

Chen Mingzhi's mind suddenly emptied, and he felt that he had appeared on a wasteland.

There was a faint figure in the vast wasteland.

The figure kept enlarging in Chen Mingzhi's eyes, and Chen Mingzhi finally saw the man's face.

Chu Sixiang!

Chu Sixiang stood on top of the wasteland, holding a sword, a very ordinary sword.

Chu Sixiang glanced back at Chen Ming, everything turned into a sword, the earth turned into a thick sword, the sky turned into a cyan long sword, and even the air turned into a tiny sword......

The sword in Chu Sixiang's hand waved lightly, and the sword in her hand suddenly slashed the heavens and the earth!

Everything in heaven and earth was cut by this sword, and the sword into which all things were turned into was also cut by this sword!

Chen Mingzhi felt that he was also dissipating in this sword......

"Ahem!" Chen Mingzhi suddenly came back to his senses from this sword and let out two painful coughs.

Chen Mingzhi looked at Chu Sixiang with admiration and amazement.

Chu Sixiang's face showed a happy expression, and she knew from Chen Mingzhi's eyes that "she" really understood her sword intent.

Chen Mingzhi swallowed his saliva, this Chu Sixiang's sword intent was too strong.

It's not just the momentum of this sword intent that is strong, but the real strength of this sword intent lies in the ambition.

This guy wants to subvert the acme of kendo!

The sword is the highest realm of the sword, but Chu Sixiang's sword obviously wants to smash this sword.

Chen Mingzhi, who was familiar with the history of the Chengtian Continent, gradually appeared in his mind, a name that had a very high status in the history of the Qingshan Sword Sect but was quite mysterious.

That person is called Chen Xinghe.