In the next few days, He Weiji did not go to Houshan Spring again.

Qi Hengduan still sat under the tree, looking up at the sky every day, not knowing what he was thinking. Juelong couldn't bear it anymore and said, "This kid hasn't been here for a few days, I'm afraid he will retreat because of the difficulties." ”

"Retreat? Where is he retreating? The division is overturned, Shen Yue is chasing and killing, which one can he dodge? Wait a minute. ”

When the sun set, He Weiji hurried over.

"I also said that you dare not come again. How, can you break that tree?" Qi Hengduan looked at the dusty appearance of the kid in front of him, and felt interesting.

He Weiji plucked a piece of grass from the ground and held it up in front of Qi Hengduan: "It's not okay to split a tree, but it's okay to split this grass." ”

Qi Hengduan glanced at the hugging tree not far away, and then looked at the slender weed in He Weiji's hand, and smiled dumbly: "I asked you to split the big tree that the two of you hug, what are you doing with the grass?"

"If you don't accumulate steps, how can you reach thousands of miles. He Weiji scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Even the grass is constantly chopping, how can you chop the trees?"

Qi Hengduan nodded: "Okay, show me." ”

He Weiji raised his right hand and threw the grass out. When it fell, the look in his eyes suddenly froze, as if he had changed people, his eyes were firmly fixed on the falling grass, and he waved his fingers horizontally. Only a faint and almost inaudible "prick" was heard, and the weed was split in two by the air. The invisible sword intent passed through the weed's fragile body and stabbed all the way to Qi Hengduan's face

Qi Hengduan and Jue Long didn't say anything, but they were still a little surprised in their hearts. No wonder there has been no trace of He Weiji in the past few days, it turned out that he was a person who had been practicing hard, and he had really practiced for him.

The sword intent really has nothing to do with cultivation, but it also takes time to hone it, and he himself uses the sword intent to break the stone in the air easily, but that is the sword dao that he has been immersed in for thousands of years, so he has such skills, let He Weiji go to split the tree, and he only set a long-term goal for him, and he didn't plan to really let him do it. Qi Hengduan knew that he was generally talented, and he estimated in his heart that it would take a few months to touch the threshold of sword intent, not to mention that it was not easy to split a tree, even if he cut a hair. Who would have thought that if he didn't see him for a few days, this kid would be able to cut off the grass in the air, although this progress is not fast, but for He Weiji's qualifications, it is extremely rare.

However, the old sword fairy did not praise him, but put on a disdainful look: "It is indeed possible to split a piece of grass, but there are still 108,000 miles away from splitting the wood that is hugged together." ”

He Weiji did not drop in the slightest, and said: "If you can break one grass today, you can break two in a few days, and if you practice like this, you will be able to break the big tree one day." ”

Qi Hengduan didn't speak, but the smile in his eyes already showed everything, and he was quite satisfied with He Weiji's attitude. At the same time, he was also a little curious, with He Weiji's qualifications, how could he initially master the trick of sword intent in such a short period of time?

Qi Heng asked, He Weiji did not hide it, and bluntly said that there was a calligraphy written by Changli Zhenren in the courtyard of the patriarch, which contained sword intent, and he was also inspired, and he carefully experienced and studied it, and only then did he find out the doorway of some spiritual power.

"It seems that Yue Changli is a little higher than I imagined in this kid's attainments in swordsmanship. Qi Hengduan couldn't help but sigh, "A good seedling, it's a pity that he is greedy and dares to die in the thunder and fire tribulation, otherwise it will become a great weapon in time." ”

seemed to feel that it was not appropriate to criticize the ancestor of their Qingxu Sect in front of He Weiji like this, Qi Hengduan laughed dryly again, and laughed at himself: "But what about becoming a great weapon, it is better to sit here and wait for the return to heaven, it is better to be killed by the heavenly catastrophe, and it is refreshing to go." ”

With Qi Hengduan's temper to look at the world, if it is not for the imminent death of people, the heart has changed, it is difficult to say such words.

"Boy, since you have touched the threshold of sword intent, you might as well tell me, what do you think is sword intent?"

He Weiji lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then replied: "The younger generation used to think that the sword intent was just the idea in the heart of the sword practitioner, and it was a vain thing. Now I know that the sword intent is a real thing, and the summary of the hard work of the past few days is about a kind of mental power. ”

He continued, "Qi Heng is noncommittal.

"The power of the mind is possessed by all living beings, but cultivators can condense this spiritual power, probe out of the sea of knowledge, or sense, or investigate, or attack. If you condense the power of your mind and sharpen it, it will be like a real sword, even if you don't have a sword weapon in your hand, it can hurt people, it is sword intent. With the power of the mind turned into a sword, it can be said that there is no sword in the hand, and there is a sword in the heart. ”

"I don't have a sword in my hand, but I have a sword in my heart, hehe, it's a bit of that. However, the sword intent is far more than that, and it is only the first step for you to explore the power of your mind and mind into the sea of knowledge. ”

"Is there a higher realm?" He Weiji asked, "Is it because there is no sword in his hand and no sword in his heart?"

"Nonsense!" Qi Hengduan was furious by his question, "Where did you come up with the crooked reasoning and heresy, how can it sound the same as the tune of the bald donkey of Buddhism that the five aggregates are empty?"

He Weiji said embarrassedly: "The younger generation is just guessing for a while, and the seniors are teaching a lesson." ”

"It's good to think on your own, but you can't think blindly and go astray. You can only see the first line of words clearly in the Ancient Sword Sutra, so let's eat it thoroughly first, don't think so far. ”

He Weiji, who returned to the patriarch's courtyard, did not pull the grass again, but broke off a thin bamboo branch and began the cultivation of sword intent again. It was a big step from weeds to bamboo branches, and with the sword intent he was condensed now, he could only cut a shallow cut on the bamboo branch.

However, as he continued to practice, this opening became deeper day by day.

Qi Hengduan's words are still in his ears, although the sword intent can hurt the enemy, but it is more about honing the monk's practice rather than the enemy's fighting style. In addition to practicing sword intent, He Weiji was also practicing the first move of the Clear Void Sword Dao and the Seven Heavenly Sword Styles to Break the Heaven. These days, one is condensing the sword intent, so when practicing the sword moves, He Weiji can't help but also inject a point of sword intent into it, who would have thought that under the blessing of this sword intent, the Qingxu Sword Gang has become sharper, sharpening iron like clay. As for the control of sword qi, He Weiji also seems to have reached a new level, that move "Yin and Yang Breaking the Sky", in the previous life, he still needed to take off his sword and leave his hand to maintain the coexistence of Yin and Yang two sword qi, and now under the guidance of sword intent, Yin and Yang Sword Gang can already fly out of the sword and shoot the enemy before exploding.

Kong Ming Zhenren once said that the practice of the sword should be in harmony with the heart and mind, the qi and the potential, and the sword intent is not just a pure power of the mind, and the sword style can play a greater power.

Practicing sword style in the morning and refining sword intent in the evening complement each other, He Weiji not only has made great progress in swordsmanship, but also has an increasing understanding of sword intent.

Until one evening, the bamboo branch in his hand clicked, and it was cleanly split in two by the invisible sword intent.

At the same time, the second line of golden characters of the Ancient Sword Sutra in the sea of knowledge also began to gradually become clear and recognizable from vagueness. He Weiji hurriedly stopped the cultivation in his hand, and before he could read the second line clearly, countless visions came to his face.

The blacksmith ascended the furnace, tempered it thousands of times, got a frost blade of three feet, and broke his hair. On the silver saddle and white horse, the swordsman walked alone, and the white rainbow in the sheath came out, cutting gold and breaking jade. Scenes after scenes, like a marquee, appeared in front of He Weiji's eyes, as if he was in the scene, and suddenly like a yellow sorghum in another world, the vast sea of information poured into his sea of knowledge, and for the sword intent, suddenly added a lot of indescribable and unclear comprehension.

This second line of words is even less than the "general outline" of the first line, only eight words.

The mind is sharp, and the gold stone can be broken.