Bai Hao looked up, only to see that as the words of the Qinglian monk fell, a blue light rose from his hand, and when he looked at it carefully, it was a simple cyan flying sword.

The flying sword rose into the air, and the Qinglian monk made a move, and suddenly the long sword was shocked, and he slashed straight into the air, and the hand changed again, and the cyan flying sword changed into a horizontal cut, and then with the change of the Qinglian monk's hand, the flying sword made a series of actions such as stabs, points, arc cuts, oblique slashes, and round cuts in the air, and Bai Hao was puzzled to see it.

Because these movements are so simple, so simple that Bai Hao can make these movements as soon as he moves the flying sword, in this case, why bother to learn these tricks, Bai Hao doesn't understand it.

As the Qinglian monk's techniques changed one by one, the entire eighty-one basic swordsmanship techniques were practiced, and then the Qinglian monk put away his sword, returned to the pavilion, looked at Bai Hao and said, "Have you ever seen it?" ”

"Got it. Bai Hao nodded.

"Okay, go practice, little one, when will you come and inform me when you have perfected these eighty-one sword techniques. ”

"But, I don't understand?" Bai Hao looked at the Qinglian monk with all kinds of doubts in his eyes.

"Don't understand what?"

"Why do I want to cultivate these techniques, even if I don't use the technique to control the sword, just relying on divine thoughts, I can still do this. ”

"Can you do the same way?" Hearing Bai Hao's words, the Qinglian monk smiled, stretched out his hand, and the long sword flew out, slashing diagonally in the air, startling a pool of lotus flowers.

"You can do this with your divine thoughts. ”

After saying that, the cyan flying sword in the air moved again, and after it rose into the air, it gathered the spiritual power in the sky in an instant, the spiritual light was shining, the edge was dazzling, and it slashed towards the clouds fiercely, only to hear the Qinglian monk continue: "You may be able to do this in the future, but-"

The cyan sword light changed again, stabbing straight ahead, and at the moment when the cyan sword light stabbed forward, I saw that the sword light suddenly shook, one turned into two, two turned into four, and in an instant, it split into a sky of sword light, directly stabbing the clouds in front of it.

"You tell me, can you do this with divine thoughts?"

Bai Hao was stunned, the scene of the long sword splitting in his mind was still lingering, and after a long time, Bai Hao asked in a daze: "This is not a supernatural power?"

"Divine powers?hahahaha-" Qinglian Jushi smiled, his smiling gaze fell on Bai Hao, but he had an indescribable majesty, "Little guy, tell me, what is a supernatural power?"

"What is supernatural power?" Bai Hao was stunned, and said slowly: "Above the spell, it is supernatural power, and supernatural power is to communicate the rules of heaven and earth, and with the help of the rules of heaven and earth, the power is extraordinary, so it can be called supernatural power." ”

Hearing Bai Hao's answer, Qinglian Jushi smiled, "You are just reading from the book, what is supernatural power? Those who can touch the Tao are supernatural powers? Divine powers are strong and weak, and there are depths and shallows in entering the Dao, this is the way of supernatural powers, and swordsmanship is the culmination of skills, and the mastery of skills is almost the Tao, this is the true meaning of swordsmanship." ”

Qinglian Monk spoke lightly, his words were casual, but for Bai Hao, these words were undoubtedly enlightening, which made Bai Hao's eyes light up instantly, and there was a look of understanding in his pupils.

Looking at the Qinglian monk lying there casually in the pavilion, Bai Hao was silent for a moment, then stepped out and landed lightly on another wide platform.

As soon as his mind moved, the silver-white small sword rose into the air in an instant, Bai Hao stretched out a hand, learned the movements of the Qinglian monk, and made a trick in the air, and the long sword slashed straight into the air, and then Bai Hao's face darkened.

Bai Hao clearly felt that he had done something wrong, the sword moved at will, Bai Hao had just raised the idea of letting the flying sword rise into the air, and the flying sword was cut out in an instant, without waiting for Bai Hao's handprint to be completed.

After feeling this, Bai Hao hurriedly adjusted his state, and after emptying his mind, he made another trick in an instant, and the flying sword was cut out, but Bai Hao still shook his head and failed again.

The flying sword moved with Bai Hao's mind, this is a habit that Bai Hao has cultivated for a long time, and now it is naturally extremely difficult for Bai Hao to correct it, besides, no matter how you think about it, the mind control sword is also a level higher than the hand control sword, Bai Hao is a little incomprehensible.

However, if you don't understand, you don't understand, the movements in Bai Hao's hands did not stop at all, but the speed of the seal became faster, and the flying sword rose into the air again and again, slashing straight down, but it did not change at all, every time it moved with Bai Hao's mind, and the long sword had already been cut out without waiting for Bai Hao's hand to come out.

failed again and again, but Bai Hao was not discouraged, but after every few failures, he would stop and think for a period of time to condense the trick again.

Time passed slowly in Bai Hao's failures again and again, and in the blink of an eye, a day had passed, although there was no day and night in this world, but the feeling of time could not be simpler for a monk.

After a day of hard work, Bai Hao finally felt a little bit of improvement, and the speed of his hand trick condensation was obviously more than double that of one of them, at the beginning, Bai Hao could only make a trick after the flying sword was cut out, and now the condensation speed of Bai Hao's hand trick has kept up with the speed of the flying sword.

However, Bai Hao knew very well in his heart that his cultivation day and night, in addition to improving the speed of condensation of the technique, still did not improve the sword control.

As soon as his mind moved, the long sword was slashed out instantly, and it was still his own divine thoughts that controlled the flying sword in the air, not his technique.

Bai Hao stopped what he was doing, and once again fell into deep thought, just here, Bai Hao only heard a lazy voice coming from the small pavilion.

"The mind and the sword are combined, the same is not transformed, the body is combined with the heaven and the earth, and the entry is not taken, as for this, you can condense the trick and get the mystery of heaven and earth. ”

Hearing the voice of the Qinglian monk, Bai Hao was stunned at first, and another divine light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he fell into deep thought, and muttered to himself: "The mind and the sword are combined, the same but not incarnated, and the body is combined with the heaven and the earth, and the entry is not taken." Same but not dissolved, entered but not taken, same but not dissolved-"

Suddenly, Bai Hao's body trembled suddenly, his eyes closed, and he stepped out in an instant, his body seemed to be integrated into the heavens and the earth, and there was a trace of mystery, and at the same time, the flying sword in front of Bai Hao had a flash of spiritual light, which made the flying sword body tremble violently, and after a long time, Bai Hao's eyes opened, his divine light flashed, and at the same time, the trick in Bai Hao's hand quickly condensed.

"Huh-boom-" The flying sword rose into the air, the sword body flashed with Dao Dao spiritual light, and at the same time, the spiritual power in the entire heaven and earth became extremely active, and at the moment when the flying sword slashed out, it was the majestic heaven and earth aura attached to the sword body, accompanied by Bai Hao's sword slashing, a pool of lotus flowers shattered, and the water in the sky was sprinkled.

The uproar of the pool water was poured on Bai Hao's body, but Bai Hao didn't care, his eyes were full of joy.