"The foundation has been built! The Sword Sutra is really extraordinary, there is such a way to build a foundation, there is the integration of spiritual consciousness, and the control of spiritual power is more free."

Du Xin raised his right hand and used his spiritual power, and suddenly, above the sword fingers, an inch of golden light appeared, and the sharp sword qi emitted made his face hurt

"It's been a long time since I've practiced calligraphy, I don't know if my skills have regressed?"

Du Xin muttered to himself, thinking of this, he immediately turned over and got up, referring to the pen, on the wall of the cave, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and in an instant, a big "sword" word jumped on the wall

The handwriting iron painting silver hook, the charm is natural, just italics, and it is slightly immature, but the sword intent contained in it is shocking

"Since the breakthrough of the calligraphy realm on that day, my words have an indescribable charm, as if they are no longer dead things, but have been endowed with some kind of will by me."

Du Xin stood with his arms crossed, admiring his masterpieces, and was narcissistic for a while, secretly sighing that he was really a genius

"Gollum"

An untimely sound interrupted Du Xin's intoxication

"Why are you hungry again? Could it be that this cultivation has been a long time?"

Although the feeling of hunger this time was much lighter than last time, the feeling of dizziness made Du Xin uncomfortable

"What to do?

Du Xin, who was in a hurry, had no choice but to call Yang Wu in the ancient sword mound

"Senior brother, senior brother, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"Don't be afraid, junior brother, I'm old Yang."

As soon as the light of the ancient sword mound lit up, a wisp of soul shadow appeared in an instant, approaching this sky-high sword aura, erupted, and Yang Wu's angry shouts also resounded through the cave

Yang Wu's actions stunned Du Xin, but he didn't expect that he was just begging for food and making such a big move

"That, senior brother...... Don't be nervous, I'm just starving to death, and I don't have any pills on my body, I want to ask you what to do?...... Well, if you have something, go back first, it's okay, I'll figure it out myself."

Du Xin spoke weakly behind him, and when he saw Huo Ran turning around and gritting his teeth, Du Xin was even more empty-hearted, regretting that he had come out of him

A storage bag was thrown out of Yang Wu's hand, went straight to Du Xin, smashed on his face, and fell on his heels before he dissolved the strength on the storage bag

It can be seen that General Yang was full of anger, and he vented all of his anger on this throw, and then he didn't say a word, snorted coldly, and went back to the ancient sword mound

Du Xin knew that he was at a loss, sat on the ground with a disgraced face, hugged the storage bag, and smiled at Yang Wu all over his face, until Yang Wu disappeared, he put away his smile, pouted, and complained a few words

From Yang Wu's mouth, he knew the use of the storage bag, and with a trace of spiritual power, the spiritual sense probed into the bag

In the small space, there was a flying sword, two bottles of elixir, a token, and ten lower-grade spirit stones

Turning over his hand and taking out two bottles of pills, Du Xin looked at them carefully, after Yang Wu's teaching, Du Xin was no longer a cultivator, and he knew the terrible consequences of taking pills

One bottle is Bigu Dan, and the other bottle is Yunling Pill

"Sure enough, there is Bigu Pill, it must be easy to get hungry after knowing my cultivation last time, Senior Brother Yang prepared it, it seems that the Yunling Pill was from Senior Sister Qinglian, no wonder the last time was enough for me to advance to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, this Yunling Pill is a second-grade pill that has an effect on the foundation building period, a good thing, it has to be used sparingly, and it can't be wasted like last time."

Although Du Xin had broken thoughts on his lips, the speed in his hand was not slow at all, he opened the Gu Dan bottle, took out one pill, swallowed it, and then carefully put away the two bottles of pills

After a while, the strong hunger receded like a tide, and Du Xin was full of spirit again

Taking out the flying sword, Du Xin sensed it slightly, and knew that it was the most popular spiritual weapon in the sect, and it was basically the standard configuration for the disciples in the sect

Slightly waved and felt the sharpness, Du Xin used his spiritual power, according to the mantra of the sword, manipulated the flying sword, after the first few unskillful, the flying sword under Du Xin's control, more and more agile, and gradually had a trace of charm

In an instant, the speed of the flying sword surged, and the edge on it also increased

Du Xin was slightly stunned, he just had a whim, and used a sword to write, integrating the subtle artistic conception of writing into it, but he didn't expect the effect to be so immediate

Putting away the flying sword, Du Xin picked up the ancient sword mound and looked at it with burning eyes

"The artistic conception you led me to cultivate is very unusual."

Thinking of this, Du Xin became interested in the four secret techniques attached to the Sword Sutra

Four secret techniques, three of which are Qi refining, foundation building, and the unique secret techniques corresponding to the golden pill, are used with exercises, and are dangerously powerful

And the last one, Du Xin was a little puzzled, after comprehending, he felt that the power of this technique had little to do with the level of the realm

The decisive factor is an unknown attribute

"Sword Immortal Duel"

A domineering and fearsome name, at first sight, attracted all of Du Xin's mind, such a secret technique, it must be earth-shattering

"The intention is to become a front, but the ten swords can be resisted, and the enemies retreat

The intention is fast, but it can resist a hundred swords, and the demons kneel and worship

The meaning is empty, but it can resist a thousand swords, and the immortals bow their heads

Meaning is the way, can resist ten thousand swords, and the heavens are stained with blood"

There are only four sentences in the whole article, and the content is not like a cultivation hair, it feels more like a realm division

Although the words are not so difficult to understand, Du Xin is puzzled by what the "meaning" is

"It seems that I can only go to the Ancient Sword Shrine again, the apprentice has confusion in cultivation, and the master should solve the confusion"

As soon as he thought of it, Du Xin sat cross-legged, communicated with the ancient sword shrine with his spiritual sense, and once again entered the magnificent and huge sword shrine world

With the last experience, Du Xin drove straight to the island in the middle of the lake

The person was still in mid-air, and Du Xin found that the old man Feng was already standing next to the stone sword, with his hands behind his back and looking up at the sky

"Meet the master in vain!"

After Du Xin landed, he hugged his fist at Old Man Feng and gave a deep salute, and then spoke

"Master, the disciple is stupid, he has studied the "Sword Immortal Decision" for a long time, but he has never understood the true meaning, and he has never understood what the "meaning" mentioned in it is, I hope the master will solve his doubts."

The old man Feng looked at Du Xin calmly, did not speak, but raised his right hand, pinched the sword finger, and wrote the word "sword" out of thin air

When the old man stopped writing and withdrew his hand, the handwriting that had been saved in the air bloomed, and the sharp and boundless light appeared, and for a while, Du Xin's eyes hurt and shed tears

What's even more terrifying is that the space around the handwriting is distorted, as if there is an invisible force, filling it, and the robe on Du Xin's body also has wisps of sword marks

The most important thing is that from beginning to end, Du Xin did not feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, and the power used by the old man Feng was Du Xin's unfamiliar and familiar "calligraphy artistic conception"

Old Man Feng looked at the word "sword" hanging in the air, and lightly spit out a word in his mouth

"Come"

I saw the world of the sword mound, trembling slightly, the ten nearest flying swords by the lake, broke through the ground, and let out a loud sword roar, galloping quickly, beside the old man Feng, flying around, outlining the trajectory, mysterious and abnormal

Du Xin, who was squinting, looked at the scene in front of him, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, all the doubts and difficulties disappeared, and only the four mantras in "Sword Immortal Decision" echoed violently

"Now, do you understand?"

Raising his hand and waving it gently, everything returned to calm, Old Man Feng looked at Du Xin with burning eyes, and asked out loud