"You say, you want to practice swords, then let me ask you, what is a sword, what is kendo, what is swordsmanship?"

In the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, Ye Wushuang asked Ling Hu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face was full of seriousness, and his words seemed to be infinitely majestic.

Ling Hu was stunned, not knowing how to answer Ye Wushuang's obscure question, as if he understood, but he couldn't say anything. I can't help but make Ling Hu Lin a little shocked, could it be that all the practice he has been practicing for this period of time has been useless and unsuccessful? Or is it that he has practiced hard for many years, but he has not even been able to cross the threshold of kendo? In fact, it is also the case, although Ling Hu Lin is still a little complacent about his strength, but this is only in the degree of cultivation.

When it comes to understanding the way of the sword, then Ling Hu Lonely is still far behind! Earlier, the elders of the clan didn't have time to talk to Ling Hu Lin in detail, most of them passed by, and then they didn't take this matter to heart.

This also leads to a flaw in Ling Hulone's swordsmanship, which is similar but not godlike.

Using a sword technique, in the hands of Ling Hu Lin and in the hands of a kendo venerable, maybe they are two different things, even if their movements are not much different, but the final result may be a difference of 108,000 miles.

After ten full breaths, Ling Hu shook his head helplessly and replied that he didn't know.

This kind of situation seemed to have been expected by Ye Wushuang, and he didn't show too much, just sighed slightly, although it was very slight, but it was still captured by Ling Hushan.

"That's it, there are millions of sword cultivators in this world, and there are a few people who have really obtained the way of the sword, but there are only a few. The old man is just afraid, one day, no one in the world will ask about the sword anymore, maybe this so-called sword path will disappear completely, right?" Ye Wushuang muttered thoughtfully.

"Then Master, you are so powerful, you must have thoroughly comprehended the way of the sword, right?" Ling Hu Lin couldn't help but ask, what kind of extent has this power ranked first on the list of heroes?

Ye Wushuang was stunned, and then raised his head and laughed: "Good question, but I want to regret to tell you that this sword path so far, even me, is only half of the enlightenment, at this time the world has changed dramatically, if you can be born forty or fifty years later, it may be easy." There was a hint of helplessness and depression in Ye Wushuang's tone. This kind of mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful thing is not so easy to comprehend. To put it mildly, it's not a thing to do! After all, who would go to great lengths to pursue a so-called ethereal kendo.

Ling Hu Lin was a little disappointed, but he didn't expect that even this unattainable power could not comprehend the way of the sword, so with his own strength, what is the possibility?

Ye Wushuang seemed to see through Ling Hulone's thoughts, and slapped Ling Hulone's head suddenly: "At a young age, a good youth, what is impossible? We old men say that it is almost the same, although you don't have much experience about kendo now, and even know very little." But it's all right,"

Ye Wushuang smiled, and then smiled at Ling Hu Lonely: "Look at it, boy, for the sake of my teacher, I will rise today, show my hand in front of you first, remember, if you can understand, you will understand, if you can't, you will retreat, if you fall into the tip of the horns, you can't draw it." Ye Wushuang said solemnly to Ling Hu, there are not many such incidents, and even nine times out of ten it is because he has wandered in a dead end too much, and when he finally woke up, it was too late, so he had to look up to the sky and shout a few words such as borrowing from the sky for another three hundred years, but after all, it was just a delusion, and in the end, they were all buried in that piece of loess with it.

Ye Wushuang knew that Ling Hu Lonely was not that kind of fool, but he still had to remind him a few words bitterly, that is, he didn't want Ling Hu Lonely to step in the footsteps of those people.

Ling Hu Xiao bowed slightly, as if he understood or not, but his heart was extremely excited, and he had been meditating in this blessed cave for nearly two months. This is the first time I have seen Ye Wushuang draw his sword, for this firmament, Ling Hu Lin has always been curious, although Ye Wushuang said that the quality of the sky is not as good as the dust, but in any case, this is also the world's first knight's sword, how bad can it be?

Suddenly, a round of cold light swept through the air, as if it had broken through a heaven and earth.

In an instant, Ye Wushuang in front of him seemed to be a different person, and the momentum of his whole body increased suddenly, obviously the height was almost the same as that of Ling Hu Lone, but at this time, in Ling Hu Lone's eyes, it seemed to be a few heads taller.

At the same time, there was a faint sword aura surrounding the blade, even if it was far away, it was still sharp, and the fox couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Is this the sky? Ling Hu Lin couldn't stop being shocked in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the dust hanging on his waist, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, do I really hope to reach this height?

In the next moment, there seemed to be an old voice blooming in Ling Hu Lone's mind, although he couldn't hear what he was talking about, but Ling Hu Lone seemed to feel that he was answering Ling Hu Lone's question and affirming it. This made Ling Hu Liang have to wonder if he had heard it wrong, but then he didn't react at all.

"Attention!"

Just when Ling Hu Lin wanted to be sure, Ye Wushuang shouted loudly and let Ling Hu Lin come back to his senses. And Ling Hu Lin was also a little ashamed, the master was demonstrating to himself, but he was thinking about things underneath, especially such a rare and precious opportunity, how many people couldn't get it if they sharpened their heads, and when they thought of this, Ling Hu Lin couldn't help but slap himself.

Ling Hu Xiao quickly entered the state, and he was engrossed in understanding Ye Wushuang's every move.

Ye Wushuang's movements are not very fast, there is a special charm in every move, and with every movement, Ye Wushuang's momentum is a little stronger, and Jin Shang, who came to hear the sound, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

After a full quarter of an hour, Ye Wushuang finished the starting pose, but at this time, Ye Wushuang's momentum had reached its peak, and there was a vague immortal posture, in front of Ye Wushuang at this time, everything was an ant!

"Could it be that this is the Twelve Firmament Decisions!" Ling Hu Silence couldn't help but exclaim.

The Twelve Battles in the Sky is the strongest move for Ye Wushuang to become famous, and it is also famous all over the world. Its power is even more self-evident, according to people, when Ye Wushuang was young, he even used this Twelve Firmaments to raze a continuous mountain range to the ground!

"Twelve Decisions in the Firmament, One Decision, Falling Dust Decision, Hook Moon!"

I could only hear something muttering in Ye Wushuang's mouth, and the sky in his hand suddenly slashed down somewhere outside the mountain, but there was infinite power in his unpretentious movements.

Split the sword, return to the sheath, and do it in one go.

Just as Ling Hu Lonely wanted to say something, a strong roar suddenly exploded, and on the trajectory of Ye Wushuang's sword, an insurmountable chasm suddenly cracked, and for a while, smoke and dust rolled out, and the ground shook.

It lasted for a few breaths before the terrifying movement slowly stopped.

Ling Hu Lin also woke up from his trance, looking at the chasm outside the mountain that spread to the depths of the mountain with horror, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, this is really something that human beings can do? Subconsciously, Ling Hu Lin shook the dust hanging on his waist: "Master, is that move just now, is it the rumored Twelve Decisions of the Firmament?"

Ye Wushuang exhaled slowly, and did not deny it.

"Have you realized anything?" Ye Wushuang turned around and asked Ling Hushan.

Ling Hu was a little depressed, even a little decadent, and shook his head at Ye Wushuang, his face full of self-blame.

Ye Wushuang patted Ling Hulone's shoulder, and laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, you're still young, the road is long, slow walking, everything must have a precipitation, it's not strange if you don't understand, on the other hand, if you are at your current age and temperament, you can comprehend Fang Cai's trick, even if it is a little fur, then I am afraid that it will shock Kyushu." As he spoke, Ye Wushuang suddenly glanced at Ling Hu Lone, which was different from usual, this glance seemed to make Ling Hu Lone's whole person even his soul clear, making Ling Hu Lone couldn't help but have goosebumps, even if it was just a simple glance.

"Your mind is very good, and you are not in a hurry to break through the pulse, but choose to accumulate thick and thin, although this will delay your breakthrough, but it will be of great benefit to your future practice. The corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth raised slightly, "Just this kind of heart, I don't know how many people will be surpassed." With that, Ye Wushuang laughed, and then walked away again, letting Ling Hu Lonely continue to meditate.

If Ling Hu Lin didn't understand the reason why Ye Wushuang asked him to meditate at the beginning, then it couldn't be clearer now. The first is to precipitate the slightly impetuous cultivation of the fox lonely, be down-to-earth, and after the pulse is the Du pulse and the Ren pulse, which are not simple to break through, so you need to make enough preparations in advance. The second is to test Ling Hu Lone's patience through a long period of meditation, and the final result did not disappoint Ye Wushuang, whether it is Ling Hu Lone's choice to suppress the precipitation, or the fact that he has no complaints during this time, it all shows that Ling Hu Lone's heart is not as irritable as ordinary people.

Ling Hu Lin himself can also clearly feel that after this period of precipitation, his cultivation is completely different from before, this is a qualitative change.

After meditating, Ling Hu Lonely's mind was full of Ye Wuliang's posture of swinging that sword, as if an immortal had descended into the world, it was so extraordinary.

What was missing? Ling Hu Lin asked himself, what was contained in that sword, what did he not have, or what he already had, he didn't know.

What is the way of the sword? What is the way of the sword? What is the inextricable relationship between the two that made Hu Lin ask him at the beginning, the way of the sword, literally, the truth of the sword, and the way of the sword......

"Poof!" Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Ling Hu Lone's throat and poured it one foot in front of Ling Hu Lone.

"Hehe, in a hurry to succeed, did you almost go crazy?"