Sometimes after experiencing it, it is impossible to go back to the past, maybe just a word, maybe just an action, can change a person's life.

Can't go back!

Mo Wangpan sat in the empty martial arts training ground, and slowly opened the "Shuiyang Sword Codex" placed on his lap.

Recite......

There seemed to be a sound of a sword, and the moment the sword was opened, a sword rose into the sky, like rain falling and dripping, like the wings of the sky, like a torrent of the sky. Shocking. There is an artistic conception, which is very familiar

Stretching out his hand, he wanted to touch it, and the scene in front of him flickered. The sword, gone.

He was surprised, and looked at the sword code on his knee, on the sword code, a sword was lifelike, like water, and there was a fierce momentum rising into the sky, mixed with unyielding and fearless. It's like, it's like......

Yes......

Mo Wangyi threw the sword code on his knee, and the person leaned back, panting with panic in his eyes.

Just now, he was staring at the sword codex, and in a trance, a small blue transparent sword shot out from the sword codex, shooting directly between his eyebrows, like a drop of water, penetrating his eyebrows, and he didn't have time to react at all.

He seemed to smell death.

I was actually frightened by a sword dictionary.

It was so real, and his back was still in a cold sweat.

Mo Wang smiled self-deprecatingly, exhaled, walked over and picked up the sword codex, and when he saw the sword codex, he was stunned

At this time, wherever there is a sword on the sword code, it is all water, countless water droplets, flowing water like the sky, flooding the earth.

Inexplicably, a few words came to his mind

The water is like a sword! The water is like a sword! The water is like a sword......

He repeated these words over and over again as if he had been enchanted, as if something was about to burst out in his mind, calling out.

It's just a little bit ...... He could feel it, just a little, as if something was going to come out of his mind, but it was just a little bit.

Rumble!

A giant sword was plunged in front of Mo Wang, and he struggled to recall the dripping sword that had shot into his brow in his hallucination. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't always remember the artistic conception contained in the sword.

He sat down again, and opened the "Shuiyang Sword Codex" again, he went through everything, but there was no more scene that he encountered before.

On the sword codex, all the paper is painted with water, all kinds of water.

From small droplets to large torrents, there are mountain streams, quiet and smooth, and there are turbulent rivers, tumbling and surging.

There is no sharp sword intent, but it is all kinds of flowing water. Seeing the mountain streams, Mo Wang seems to be walking in the mountains and forests, there are beasts roaring and birds singing in his ears, there are leaves rubbing, quiet is very, seeing the turbulent river, Mo Wang is like taking a boat on the river, the hull of the boat is shaking, listening to the roar of the river, rushing non-stop. He stood on the bow of the boat, and from time to time the river splashed and sprayed all over his body, and the river was twisting and turning, and it was very dangerous.

Turning the page, he saw that the dam overturned, and the flood dozens of meters high roared, drowning everything, Mo Wang indulged in it, and his mind wandered, he completely let go of his mind, and was carefully feeling, looking at the human beings who called for help, and looking at the houses that were washed away.

From time to time, the scene changed, and Mo Wang was completely intoxicated, caught in the feeling, and couldn't extricate himself.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mo Wangpan sat on the ground, looking fascinated by the sword codex, and there was a giant sword desolate next to him.

"Enlightened, enlightened. Bai Qinghan stroked her palms and shouted, she and Ji Haoyue stood together. Look through the mask.

The light mask completely isolates the martial arts training ground from the outside world, so that the people inside are not affected, but it does not isolate the connection between the outside world and the martial arts training ground, which can be seen through and felt.

Mo Wang's breath emanated from the depths of his body, sometimes soft and sometimes rigid, and gradually, he began to merge, and rigidity and softness appeared at the same time.

"Shuiyang entered, the sword intent was still a little short, and it actually frightened the sword codex!" Ji Haoyue shook her head and said

"Hey, hey," Bai Qinghan chuckled

"You can help him and help him fully comprehend the sword intent. Ji Haoyue said to her, kept shaking her head, and smiled helplessly.

"Don't worry, I'll help him well, hehehe......" Bai Qinghan smiled evilly, and gestured a few times with his hand, "Chop it hundreds of times, let him feel what the sword intent is." ”

"You can do it yourself, I'll go first. Ji Haoyue said

"Okay. Bai Qinghan nodded, quietly watching Mo Wang feel there.

I don't know how long it took

Mo Wang was immersed in the understanding, it seemed that a hundred years had passed, and in the sword classic, his body suddenly burst out with an amazing momentum, one rigid and one soft, one yin and one yang, compatible and compatible.

When he opened his eyes, a pair of big eyes blinked in front of him, reflecting his appearance.

"Congratulations to the little junior brother for understanding the artistic conception of Shuiyang. Bai Qinghan grinned

"Hmm" Mo Wang put the sword book together and felt it well, since he comprehended it, he knew that he was still a little far from the Shuiyang sword intent, and now what he comprehended was only the artistic conception of Shuiyang.

Thanks to his artistic conception of water, it is much easier to comprehend.

And the sword intent, no matter what, he was slashed by Wu Lin hundreds of times before, and he also touched some thresholds under his careful understanding, as long as the "Shuiyang Sword Codex" broke out like the beginning, and the sword intent broke out to make him feel, it was not impossible to comprehend the Shuiyang sword intent within seven days.

"Don't be too happy, although you have comprehended the artistic conception of Shuiyang, you are still far from comprehending the sword intent of Shuiyang. Bai Qinghan said, "Senior Sister Ben is very merciful, and she will practice with you, so that you can feel what is called Shuiyang Sword Intent." ”

"You don't want to take the opportunity to abuse me, do you?" The corners of Mo Wang's mouth twitched slightly, and he was abused out of the shadow in his heart.

Bai Qinghan raised his chin, crossed his waist and said, "Then do you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Senior Sister can point out the little ones, it's too late to be grateful!" Although Mo Wang wanted to refuse, the temptation of Shuiyang's sword intent was too great. He was worried that he couldn't find a way to understand it.

"By the way, where did you steal this sword, it's so domineering. She held the hilt of the giant sword and pulled it up hard, although she could hold it in her hand, it was not easy, and her body even shook a little, "It's so heavy!"

"It must weigh more than 10,000 pounds!" she guessed. Running the spiritual power, this is much easier.

"What do you mean stolen?!" Mo Wangbai glanced at her, took the giant sword, and said very easily, "It used to weigh three thousand six hundred catties, but now it weighs thirteen thousand six hundred catties." ”

The giant sword shrank and returned to the shape of a ruler sword.

"I'll see. Bai Qinghan snatched the ruler sword and looked at it for a moment, "This doesn't seem to be a magic weapon, right? It's a bit like what is recorded in the book...... Divine Soldiers. That's right, it's a divine soldier. Right?"

She guessed that the ruler sword in her hand was not an illegal treasure, but a divine weapon recorded in the book. But she wasn't sure, because she hadn't seen it, only in books.

"This is indeed a divine soldier, senior sister has good eyesight. Mo Wang praised

"Wow! There was a golden light in her eyes, and she was envious, "As long as the divine soldier is pregnant and cultivates a divine soul, the divine soldier will have magical powers and greatly increase its power, how did you get it?"

"I don't know" Mo Wang shook his head, divine weapons are rare, how did he get this divine weapon, he really didn't know. "I've gotten it before, but I can't remember how I got it." ”

"Oh oh, forget it, give it back to you. Bai Qinghan handed it back to him, she held it in her hand, and she needed to use spiritual power to pick it up, which was very laborious.

Let's go!

Bai Qinghan raised his hand, and the flying sword in his hand stabbed lightly, and Mo Wang's eyes suddenly lost everything, and there was only that drop of water left in his world.

The water droplets are crystal clear, constantly magnifying, and suddenly, it is like a drop of water, like a sword, the sword silver is shining, and there seems to be a sword sound.

Mo Wang was startled, but the sword disappeared again, and he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, above the nine heavens, the water flowed down, and there was a thunderous sound, Mo Wang looked up, but saw countless silver swords falling, and he swallowed his saliva

The sword flow disappeared again, the flood in front of him surged, the waves rose and fell, Mo Wang came back to his senses, and saw the sword tide rushing in, and his body was instantly swallowed by the sword tide and decomposed.

Rumble!

The sharp pain made him suddenly compose, sweat like rain, and his face was pale.

On the other side, Bai Qinghan was holding the flying sword in his hand, looking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth

"What's the matter? This hasn't started yet!" she said, with a hint of terror in her eyes

"Just ...... That's true. Mo Wang gasped, and the sharp pain in his mind told him that what had just happened was not an illusion at all, it was simply the work of the girl in front of him who was two or three years younger than him.

"This is sword intent?!" Mo Wang asked, because the sword intent used by Wu Lin was completely different from hers, her sword, which affected consciousness and slashed soul, could not be stopped.

He didn't expect that Bai Qinghan would really make a move, so powerful, with this kind of strength, he could finish himself in seconds.

"That's right!" Bai Qinghan blinked his eyes and said, "How do you feel?"

"It feels amazing!" Mo Wang's eyes were firm, and he said, "Come again!"

"Okay, then come!" Bai Qinghan raised his hand, still just a slight stab, and that feeling suddenly appeared again

Once, twice...... Ten ......

Mo Wang fell to his knees, his face was very pale, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, this was a soul injury. The stone slab under him was wet with sweat, his soul was cut off again and again, and he was drowned by the sea of swords, he couldn't resist, he could only watch himself being swallowed by the flying sword.

"How's it going?" Bai Qinghan flashed over and helped him sit up, "Don't think about anything else, hurry up and think about recovery." ”

The soul is injured, this is originally the original injury, and it is difficult to recover, but once you have the method of visualization, it is completely different. This is also the reason why Bai Qinghan is not worried about hurting Mo Wang

"It's okay!" Mo Wang comforted, sat upright, and closed his eyes

When the bear landed, Mo Wang felt that his weak soul was rapidly recovering, and a little starlight flew out of nowhere, nourishing his soul.

The soul fire, which was originally only the size of a tail finger, quickly grew.

Bai Qinghan, who was protecting him, was completely stunned, the jade pendant around Mo Wang's neck shone brightly, and a bright light the size of a speck flew out and drilled into Mo Wang's head.

That is the divine thought, the most important, the most primordial, and the most powerful power for cultivators.

She could perceive what it was!