Everything has a source, and such a powerful belief in Middle-earth must also have a source.

It is understandable that a person has faith, a group of people, a legion, and a force all have a fighting belief that is not afraid of life and death Jiang Ming can also understand it, after all, although the combat belief is precious, it can also be cultivated.

However, this cultivation comes at a cost.

The cultivation of any army of a hundred battles must be watered with a lot of blood, and the whole of Middle-earth has such a belief, so what is the soil for cultivating these? Middle-earth also has internal wars, but internal wars are wars in which the majority is sacrificed to complete a few, and it is possible to cultivate a small number of divisions of a hundred battles, but it is impossible for the top and bottom to work together, how can the slaughtered be united with the slaughterers?

Jiang Ming's psychological changes are very subtle, although he can barely cover up the past, but with his acting skills, he can only cover it with an expressionless face, and he can't show the emotions he wants the other party to see.

He may have been shocked by the unity of our people in Middle-earth, but he didn't want to show it and affect his own image! The Eight Desolation Marquis saw that Jiang Ming seemed to want to hide something, and couldn't help but guess in his heart.

Ling Xiyue, on the other hand, was keenly aware of Jiang Ming's changes, and knew that this was not the place to talk, so she could only ask him after leaving.

"I believe that when Dongzhou encounters danger, our performance will not be worse than that of Middle-earth. Ling Xiyue made a look of envy and jealousy, perfectly expressing her envy of Middle-earth and her own disobedience.

Jiang Ming also reacted when he saw Ling Xiyue's superb acting skills, and he said with a calm and breezy look: "The battle belief of the forest patrol guard is no worse than anyone else's. ”

Looking at Jiang Ming's arrogant appearance, the Eight Desolation Marquis felt a little funny in his heart, although these two are amazing geniuses, but after all, they are still too young, and the young and vigorous character of refusing to admit defeat does not decrease with the improvement of their position.

Ling Xiyue said: "The predecessors of the Eight Desolation Marquis, since Middle-earth can independently resist the invasion of Southern Xinjiang, then the juniors will leave, if the juniors have enemies whose whereabouts are difficult to determine and need the help of the juniors, the juniors will definitely do their best." ”

She didn't say that Middle-earth was in danger and asked her for help, but said that the enemy whose whereabouts were difficult to determine was because Middle-earth was too proud, as long as it was an enemy they could solve independently, no matter how much it cost, they would solve it themselves.

The Marquis of the Eight Desolations smiled: "Of course, of course, if there is a cunning opponent, I hope that Miss Ling will not refuse." ”

He deliberately proposed that Miss Ling instead of Shengwu Hou, that is, they would ask Ling Xiyue for help, but they would not ask for help from Shengwu Hou, and at the same time, it was true

Friendly relations between the two sides have been established.

The affairs of Xizhou came to naught, and the war in Middle-earth came to an end, so the two had to return to Dongzhou again, a place where there were a lot of business to deal with all day.

"Duckweed, let my sister see if you've grown up. The first thing Ling Xiyue did after she came back was to find duckweed, and teasing duckweed was the biggest spice for her "hard" work.

"Sister Xiyue, I'm not a child anymore. Duckweed waved her tender little hands and resisted desperately, trying to break free from Ling Xiyue's embrace, but how could she be Ling Xiyue's opponent with only Qi Dao cultivation, her struggle could only bring more fun to Ling Xiyue.

Jiang Ming can only turn a blind eye to this, otherwise he can still compete with a little girl and be jealous?

Jiang Ming, who was left behind, can only practice swordsmanship alone, his goal now is to integrate the Tao into the swordsmanship, the Tao he comprehends is the Yin and Yang Dao of immortal cultivators, but because of the rejection of immortal cultivators, he has not shown it, and now he urgently needs strength, and as more and more immortal cultivators integrate the Dao into the martial arts, he no longer rejects the Immortal Dao.

However, the most suitable thing for Yin Yang Dao to integrate into spells is spells, which will add a lot of changes to spells, making spells more difficult to resist and target, and it will take a while to integrate into the sword.

He practiced swords alone in the courtyard, sometimes fierce, sometimes feminine, sometimes fast as the wind, sometimes slow as falling leaves, sometimes aggressive as fire, sometimes still as water.

Gradually, his mind entered a realm of no distractions, constantly dancing the sword, his swordsmanship gradually began to change from sharp, the sharp and sharp sword gradually disappeared, became beautiful, with a pleasing beauty, just watching there is a harmonious beauty deeply rooted in people's hearts.

I don't know how long it took, even Ling Xiyue came back from ravaging duckweed, Jiang Ming didn't stop, but continued to dance the sword.

Ling Xiyue looked at Jiang Ming, who was dancing the sword, and did not make a sound to disturb, but sat quietly on the side, with her arms on her cheeks, admiring Jiang Ming's sword, as if she was enjoying a beautiful dance.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Ming finally stopped the sword in his hand and put it into the sheath.

"It's really beautiful, but is this kind of sword technique lethal?" This was the first time Ling Xiyue had seen such a weak sword technique, it was simply born specifically for performance, and the killing swords he saw on weekdays were completely different.

Jiang Ming said with a smile: "Isn't it tiring to fight and kill all day long! The purpose of our martial arts practice is not to kill, killing is only a means, and it is a means to a peaceful life." ”

Only by picking up the sword in their hands can they protect the peaceful life they want, but since they already have such a powerful strength, why not leave some blanks for themselves?

"Still, I always feel like such a sword

The law is not as simple as it seems. Ling Xiyue frowned slightly, thinking about the mystery of Jiang Ming's swordsmanship.

Jiang Ming said with a smile: "It can be used for viewing, but beauty itself is also a kind of power, maybe this is another path for the development of martial arts." ”

The changes caused by the integration of the Yin and Yang Dao into the sword technique were even unpredictable to him, but he himself did not think that such a sword technique would be powerless, even if he himself did not discover its power in the process of dancing the sword.

"Then try it!" Ling Xiyue said, holding the sword like Jiang Ming killing the past.

How effective this sword technique is ultimately depends on the actual power.

The sword in Jiang Ming's hand drew a semicircle, gently swinging Ling Xiyue's sword away, Ling Xiyue continued to swing the sword, the speed became faster and faster, but no matter how she swung the sword, at what angle she struck the sword, and how fast the sword was struck, it was impossible to break through Jiang Ming's ring defense.

"This is a sword technique specifically used for defense?" Ling Xiyue was a little stunned by this, the sword is used for killing, and the defense should be incidental, how can there be a sword technique specifically for defense?

"Not necessarily!"

The sharp sword in Jiang Ming's hand suddenly crossed a strange arc, making the sword attacked by Ling Xiyue even more powerful, but at the same time, he also lost his grasp of the sword momentum, and Jiang Ming's sword was on Ling Xiyue's snow-white jade neck at this time.

"Even your fastest speed didn't exceed half of my slowdown!" Ling Xiyue saw clearly the most powerful part of Jiang Ming's swordsmanship.

This is a set of swordsmanship that fights slowly and quickly, Jiang Ming's sword speed is only half of his own, and the strength of the sword is not as good as his own, but in this way, she still can't break through Jiang Ming's defense, and in the end, she was even more Rou Kegang sent out all her sword momentum and couldn't recover it.

"If I master such a sword technique, won't I be able to deal with an enemy twice as powerful as myself?" Ling Xiyue asked in surprise.

"It's not that simple. Jiang Ming shook his head.

"If it's a question of difficulty, then I should have no problem. "Ling Xiyue is still quite confident in her talent.

Jiang Ming shook his head and said: "It's not a matter of difficulty, the swordsmanship itself is for killing, many times the victory or defeat is decided at the moment of the sword, as long as your sword is a little slower than the other party, it is the gap between life and death, unless your reflexes can already make up for this gap, otherwise practicing this swordsmanship is a very dangerous thing." ”

In order to make the sword out of the sword for a moment, the sword practitioner often has to practice drawing the sword thousands of times, just to make up for this gap, and practice this feminine swordsmanship for too long, then the speed of the sword will be much slower than the other party, which is a very fatal thing.

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