Haoran really felt the horror of the sword intent at this moment, and the feeling of hovering between life and death was too real and too strong. Haoran, who came to his senses, was already sweating profusely, staggering, and barely able to support himself with a sword.

Wei Fengchen looked at Haoran and said: "Have you felt the power of the wisp of sword intent I just released, this wisp of sword intent is only a small trace, but he is irresistible to you who have just touched the threshold of sword power." Feeling the sword intent of others will be very beneficial to your early cultivation. But everyone's sword intent will be different, and they will have their own way, so their comprehension of the sword will be different. ”

"Then Grandpa, what is your sword intent?" Haoran's tone at this time was a little weak, obviously not recovering from the shock just now.

"Grandpa's sword intent is that the sword has no regrets. ”

When Wei Fengchen said this, the edge on his body suddenly overflowed all over his body, and his silver hair, white beard, and clothes all stirred with this momentum. Haoran, who was standing next to him, felt the strongest feeling, and quickly took a few steps back, otherwise he would collapse and fall to the ground after not holding out for long.

How much you can comprehend from the sword intent that Grandpa released just now is up to you. But you have to remember that everyone's sword is different, and the comprehension of the sword will be different, so you can only refer to other people's sword intent. Comprehending other people's sword intent is only someone else's, and it will be a shadow of others when used.

Wei Fengchen looked at Haoran, from the practice he had just had, he had barely reached the Xiaocheng realm of sword strength, plus the sword intent he had just felt, for this smart child, the Xiaocheng realm was only a matter of time. In addition, at such a young age, this child can skillfully master the first two styles of Haoran Sword Technique, and the third style is also being explored, and the real number is rare. In addition to the indispensable efforts of his efforts, there is also his powerful soul power.

When Hao Ran was born, the elders of the clan tested Hao Ran's body, except for the fact that his body was a little weak, his soul power was much stronger than that of other children born in the clan, and he was in the realm of perfection. Therefore, in addition to practicing swordsmanship with Wei Fengchen over the years, he will also warm his body at night when Haoran is asleep. Now Haoran's physical fitness is much stronger than before, and it is precisely because of his strong soul power that he has brought many unexpected benefits to Haoran, and he has avoided several life and death crises in his future life.

Since ancient times, the more advanced the cultivation, the more stringent the polishing of the body. Whether fighting enemies or walking in the abyss of secret realms, the strength of the body often determines a person's life and death. The more he knew this, the more he attached importance to refining his body, so Wei Fengchen would start to lay a good foundation for Haoran when he was young, and lay a solid barrier for future challenges and difficulties.

"Grandpa, then how should I feel the sword intent?" Haoran held the stainless steel sword and looked at the wind and dust.

Wei Fengchen said earnestly: "Now you have barely stepped into the sword momentum, and there are still 108,000 miles away from the sword intent, this can't be rushed." When you reach the subtle perfection or even perfection, you can break through to the sword intent. However, breaking through the sword intent requires chance, as well as the comprehension of the sword. ”

"The sword in your hand, he is your second life, you can also see it as another self, you have to learn to understand him, communicate with him. You also need a sword of your own, which will accompany you through the endless years to come. As soon as Wei Fengchen stretched out his hand, a slender sword appeared in his palm, less than a foot, which could be changed in length at will, could be attacked from a distance or in close combat, exuding a fierce sword aura, floating in the palm of his hand. Sometimes it is still, sometimes it jumps up and down, and sometimes it revolves around the wind and dust, which is very joyful.

"Grandpa, this sword of yours is so amazing, you can also change the length and turn it at will. Haoran was curious and wanted to walk over and touch it.

This sword is the natal sword of Wei Fengchen, the name of the sword is Xuanguang, when Wei Fengchen was training outside, he inadvertently picked up a meteorite flying from the sky, plus the materials collected in the previous decades, he paid some price, so that a refining master tailor-made this medium-grade spiritual weapon flying sword for him. The Xuanguang Sword felt that other breaths were approaching, and suddenly a sword intent instantly enveloped the approaching Haoran, making him unable to move. If it weren't for the familiar aura felt by the Xuanguang Sword, Haoran at this time might have been killed by the Xuanguang Sword in seconds.

Wei Fengchen stroked the Xuanguang Sword, looked at Haoran and said, "Since this sword has been linked to my life, it can't be handed over to others, otherwise Grandpa can give it to you." Xuanguang Jian felt the meaning of Wei Fengchen's words, and immediately flew around Wei Fengchen's side, and a sword qi erupted, cutting a hole in Wei Fengchen's clothes.

Haoran, you see, Xuanguang Sword is angry, hahaha...

"Grandpa doesn't have any extra materials on his body right now that can be used to make your natal sword, so you'll have to rely on yourself in the future. ”

"Mmmm, grandpa, I'll find my own natal sword, and it's a one-of-a-kind sword. Haoran looked at his grandfather and said loudly.

Grandpa believed that you could do it, because it had to be done. Touched Haoran's head, "In the future, after you have your own natal sword, you have to communicate with him from time to time, communicate with him." There are many powerful characters in this world, some are so powerful that they can move mountains and reclaim the sea, turn over the clouds and rain, and some powerful sword cultivators can take people's heads thousands of miles away with the master's mind, killing people invisibly, these are inseparable from the perception of the sword, and you will slowly understand it in the future. ”

This world is very big, so big that you can't finish it in this life, this world is also very mysterious, so mysterious that you think you understand some essence, but in fact, these are the tip of the iceberg of this world. In addition to sword cultivation, there are also martial cultivators, array mages, refiners, alchemists, soul masters, etc., when you walk out of this mountain, you will know how wonderful this world is.

Okay, that's all Grandpa should teach you today, you slowly appreciate what I taught you just now, as well as the comprehension of the sword momentum, don't be in a hurry, good talent must grow up in a good attitude and hard work.

As he spoke, Wei Fengchen went back step by step along the way up the mountain with his hands behind his back. If you don't know him, you'll think he's a skinny old man who can be beaten with a stick. Often behind the heavy price is the ignorance and contempt for people.

Haoran faced the scorching sun above his head, slowly calmed down, and had no distractions. At this moment, everything around him has nothing to do with Haoran, and all he has in his heart at the moment is what his grandfather said just now, and he is trembling under the sword intent.

The picture just now appeared in Haoran's mind, as if he was now in a canyon, in a dilemma, with cliffs on one side and an abyss on the other, and one wrong step would be life-threatening. At this moment, Haoran was already soaking wet, his body trembled involuntarily, and the two eyebrows had been twisted into a Sichuan shape, which was very painful.

The Xuanguang Sword Intent was like a Milky Way, falling from the sky, and at this moment, Haoran felt that there was something weighing ten thousand catties pressing on his body, and he couldn't breathe. The Xuanguang Sword got closer and closer, and suddenly, Haoran felt that he was no longer on the cliff, but fell towards the cliff.

Haoran screamed and came to his senses, his body was already covered with a pool of cold sweat, and he couldn't exert any strength on his body, so he lay on the ground like this. If it weren't for Haoran's strong soul, it is estimated that he would have sunk in his grandfather's sword intent at this moment. It is also the reason why Wei Fengchen dares to let Haoran cultivate alone, if he can't even bear this kind of suffering, then how can he face an enemy stronger than himself in the future.

"It's dangerous, it's even more terrifying than when I entered this state before. Haoran patted his chest, and the aftershock on his face had not yet faded.

... ...

"Brother Haoran, why are you lying on the ground?" Xiaoxiao ran over and helped Haoran to stand up slowly.

"Why are you here, be careful that my grandfather spanks you. Haoran smiled evilly.

"Grandpa Chen's love for me, so he won't beat me. When I saw Grandpa Chen's walking down alone, he said that he would not call you until you fell. "I saw you standing there alone, staggering, I don't know if it's funny.

"Dead girl, you dare to laugh at me, see if I don't beat you. Haoran raised his little hand and waved.

"Okay, I know you don't have the strength now, I'll help you down. "Do you need someone to help you, Brother Haoran? I will be the most powerful master in the world in the future.

Haoran let go of Xiaoxiao's little hand, and fell to the ground before he took two steps, and had an intimate contact with the ground.

Xiaoxiao saw Haoran falling, holding her hands and laughing loudly: "The master is so powerful." ”

Xiaoxiao and Haoran grew up together, childhood sweethearts, often glued together, three years younger than Haoran, except for her who can ignore this enchantment in the village, other friends and villagers can't enter or get close.

... ...

Xiaoxiao walked over and continued to support Haoran, walking down the mountain step by step.

Haoran turned his head and looked at the place where he fell, and at this time a temperament that did not match his age appeared on his face.

What fate will bring me, I will make the world remember my name.

It is precisely because of this heart that Haoran seems calm in the face of life and death in the future.