Before dawn, at the darkest moment, at the very top of Qinglong Peak, this majestic ancient city was like a sleeping ice dragon, silent and vast.

Suddenly, in the very center of the ancient city, a bell rang, thick and long, as if there were invisible ripples, spreading rapidly in all directions.

As this bell rang, this majestic ancient city seemed to wake up from its slumber in an instant, and as many disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect walked out of the door, breaking this silent world, the entire ancient city seemed to come to life.

"Knock ......!"

As the bell reached Xu Feng's ears, his brain instantly woke up and opened his eyes.

The strangest thing is that after a long while, Xu Feng still remained motionless in this state.

It turned out that at this time, in Xu Feng's mind, this awakening bell turned into a row of words, suspended in his mind, and kept exuding an inexplicable and mysterious fluctuation, disturbing Xu Feng's spiritual consciousness.

"My word is ask, but what is your word?"

This inexplicable and mysterious fluctuation has always made Xu Feng constantly ask himself:

"What is my word? What is my word?"

"My Tao is "cultivation", my Tao is "martial arts", and my Tao is to cultivate those martial arts that I love. ”

"Yes, my way is to cultivate martial arts, those martial arts that I love. ”

In his previous life, that firm and immature voice of himself emerged from the depths of his heart, and it also turned into words and appeared in his mind.

Xu Feng's spiritual consciousness, seeing the words that appeared, seemed to breathe a deep sigh of relief, stared at the words, and was silent for a long time.

Time passed little by little, with the arrival of dawn, the endless darkness disappeared, the moon had set, the sun rose, Xu Feng felt motionlessly.

Finally, the sun broke free from the last shackles and jumped out, and the bright sunlight shone on the window where Xu Feng lived.

At this time, I saw Xu Feng, who was motionless, let out a breath, sat up directly, and muttered to himself:

"My Tao is "martial arts", my Tao is love, that is, love those martial arts, whether you go to the peak or not, practice martial arts, use martial arts, you will let your heart be full of joy, and the sky is endless, and the earth is endless, and the alien race is endless. ”

"Why do you have to wonder, why don't you understand, why do you care about the past and the future, what happened in the previous life, how is this world, what about the warriors, the way of other warriors is their own way, not my way, why should I care and care?"

"Their so-called experience, the so-called path of martial artists, absorb what can be absorbed, give up what cannot be absorbed, whether it is killing or killing, whether it is good thoughts, come to me, why should I shake my beliefs, go with the flow, and stick to my own way. ”

"No, it's too early to talk about the Tao, Xu Feng, Xu Feng, you are only a little Grandmaster Realm martial artist, and you are not qualified to talk about the Tao, just do what you love, do what I like, and have a clear conscience!"

Thinking of this, Xu Feng's mind, in his heart, everything became clear, he stood up, came to the window where the sun shone, looked at the rising sun, the corners of his mouth rose, and then laughed.

After laughing, Xu Feng reacted at this time, it turned out that this was the legend, the dawn of the Qinglong Sect asked the question bell!

No wonder, Senior Brother Jiuzhongyou said that countless disciples, even if they are nervous about their contribution points, are willing to hand in their contribution points and stay here for a day.

Even if only the first time has the best effect, you can wash your soul like this every day, ask your heart, and strengthen your will and belief, who wouldn't want to!

Xu Feng figured out all this, and took advantage of his current state to go directly to the martial arts training room next to him and began to practice martial arts.

A sword roar!

Xu Feng drew his sword, stabbed out and waved a sword, which turned out to be the most basic basic swordsmanship, a total of nine simplest movements, stabbing, splitting, teasing, hanging, cloud, point, collapse, cutting, cutting.

I don't know how many times I practiced, the swordsmanship suddenly changed, from the basic swordsmanship to the "blood river swordsmanship", "the golden stone is open", "the dragon outside the sky", "the wind and rain", "the sea of clouds", etc., one move and one style of display, majestic.

The sword in Xu Feng's hand changed again, and he showed the "Rain-Covered Sword Technique", only to see "Spring Breeze Drizzle", "Stormy Rain", "Stormy" and other moves, suddenly endless, suddenly extremely fast.

Suddenly, all the sword lights around Xu Feng disappeared, and it seemed to return to the sword path of one sword and one style, some seemed to be different, but there was something extraordinary in the ordinary, it turned out to be "Dugu Nine Swords".

In this way, Xu Feng showed all the swordsmanship he had learned.

From the basic swordsmanship, to the "Blood River Swordsmanship" and so on, and then to the "Dugu Nine Swords", and back to the basic swordsmanship, after this cycle, as if reincarnated, in an instant, the entire huge martial arts training room, as if countless Xu Feng appeared, practicing swordsmanship, a move, a style, all flowing in Xu Feng's heart.

These swordsmanship, gradually losing their moves, began to converge together, slowly merging, there is no so-called swordsmanship, there is no complicated changes, completely integrated into one.

I saw that Xu Feng let out a long roar, and so far his sword path has achieved a little.

With Xu Feng's long roar, the sword sea in his mind instantly boiled, and the area of the entire sword sea was directly reduced by one-third, and the sword body representing the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" above was also suddenly shattered, and at the same time, the blood river, the rain, Dugu, and all the martial arts artistic conceptions that represented the way of the sword all exploded and shattered one by one.

These swordsmanship artistic conceptions are all created by predecessors, and they cannot be 100% in line with Xu Feng's will.

Swordsmanship, sword intent, kendo.

Swordsmanship, there are traces to follow, there is a way to go, one move and one style, take you to get started.

Sword intent, an upgraded version of swordsmanship, integrates into personal artistic conception, contains the creator's ideas, realm, can only be used for reference, not all.

The way of the sword is lonely, everyone's way is different, the sword is different, what is looking for is their own heart, their own will, the more mixed with others, the weaker the power, the more flaws.

Swordsmanship can be learned, and the sword intent in it must be condensed by one's own will, otherwise how to step into a higher realm, the way of the sword.

The way of the sword needs one's own will to be mastered, otherwise it is still someone else's way, even if you cultivate it for a lifetime, it will be in vain.

I saw that every time Xu Feng swung a sword, it could be a variety of swordsmanship moves that he had learned, and there was only one artistic conception contained in his swordsmanship moves, and that was Xu Feng's will.