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The wind, starting at the end of the green ping, when it is soft, it is like catkins blowing the clouds, when it is violent, it can break the sea and break the mountains, destroy the withering and decaying, if you talk about change, all things in heaven and earth are not capable of the right.

Sitting on the edge of the cliff, in the sea of clouds, Chen Xi thought for a moment in his heart, temporarily gave up cultivating the "Xun Kendo", and went to see the other seven great kendos.

Dry man, the sky also, the sword of "dry sword" is high, like the sky covered, ethereal and insignificant,

Kun, the ground also, "Kun Kendo" is heavy and heavy, and the defense is extended.

Kan, water also, "Kan Kendo" is like a river like a sea, like a waterfall like a river.

The one who leaves, the fire also, the "departure from the sword" is wanton and violent, blazing and domineering.

Earthquake, thunder, "Earthquake Sword Dao" is like thunder, indestructible.

Gen, the mountain also, "Gen Kendo" is like a mountain, majestic and majestic.

The redeemer, Ze also, "the way of the sword" is like a drag, sticky, and stagnant.

These seven great kendos, like the "Xun Kendo", are all varied, vast as the sea, each with its own wonderful use, but also contains many mysteries of heaven and earth.

At least in Chen Xi's eyes, if you want to understand this swordsmanship, in addition to deduction and understanding, you must also comprehend the eight Taoist meanings of sky, earth, mountains, thunder, water, fire, wind, and ze.

Among them, the four Dao meanings of water, fire, wind, and thunder have been mastered by Chen Xi, and the Dao Yi of the earth and the Dao of the mountains are just small paths, all of which belong to the Tuxing Avenue, and Ze Daoyi is the same, belonging to the Water Avenue, which is also mastered by him.

All in all, of these eight Dao Intents, only the Sky Dao Intent is something that Chen Xi does not control for the time being, and the other seven are already well understood. It is precisely because of this that Beiheng will be suitable for Chen Xi to participate in the "Ten Thousand Tibetan Sword Classics", which can be regarded as teaching according to his aptitude.

However, Beiheng only built yì he to participate in enlightenment, not to cultivate, after all, the Wanzang Sword Code is too difficult to cultivate, the world knows that this sword technique is powerful, but no one cultivates, why? There is only one word - difficult!

Although the lifespan of a monk is much longer than that of mortals in the world, if he is unable to feather into a celestial immortal and live with heaven and earth, he will one day fall due to the exhaustion of his lifespan. Because of this, no one will waste a lot of time contemplating a sword technique that is impossible to cultivate successfully.

This is the consensus of the vast majority of people, or some people have successfully cultivated, but it is also a rare existence, and I am afraid that there is not one in ten million.

However, Chen Xi plans to cultivate, he is not more serious, nor does he not believe in this evil, it is purely an impulse from his heart, just like he made zuò talismans, purely because of his inner liking, there is no other reason.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that if he could successfully cultivate the Ten Thousand Treasures Sword Canon, it would also be of immeasurable benefit to his rune cultivation.

The essence of Fu Dao is to deduce the mystery of heaven and earth and turn decay into magic. And this Ten Thousand Tibetan Sword Classics, although the deduction is swordsmanship, but how can swordsmanship not contain the mystery of heaven and earth?

"If you can successfully cultivate the Ten Thousand Hidden Sword Classics before advancing to the Golden Pill, you may be able to be invincible at the Stars Conference......

Chen Xi pondered for a long time, and when he began to cultivate from the "Xun Sword Dao".

In the sea of knowledge, the huge power of the divine soul is slowly running, immersed in endless changes, what he has to do is to deduce all the changes in Xun Kendo, and understand it in his heart.

This is a vast project, like remembering the trajectory of hundreds of millions of stars, which is extremely intricate, boring, and extremely laborious.

Fortunately, Chen Xi has an incomparably solid rune cultivation, and he wants to cultivate the Ten Thousand Tibetan Sword Classics from his heart, so he doesn't feel bored.

In this way, Chen Xi was immersed in deduction, unaware of the passage of time, and sat on the side of the cliff of Kexin Peak day and night, not moving, not shaking, not eating or drinking, like a clay statue.

During this time, Ke Xinfeng was also on the right track, and seventy-two male and female inner disciples were busy with their own duties, and they seemed to be in good order.

Now that Chen Xi's name has resounded throughout the Southern Xinjiang cultivation world, these seventy-two inner disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect also feel honored and proud.

Moreover, since Chen Xi is the brother of the Supreme Elder Beiheng, the materials and various benefits awarded to Ke Xinfeng in the sect are among the most abundant in the entire sect, which makes other true disciples and even elders envious. But he can only be envious and envious, and he can't afford to be a little dissatisfied and jealous, no way, who let his own elder Taishang be Chen Xi's eldest brother?

It is worth mentioning that after the demise of the Su family, Su Chan, the son of the Su family who originally worshiped under the ancestor of Lingdu, disappeared abruptly, and no one knew where he went, whether he was dead or alive. Some people say that he was killed by the enemy, some people say that he fled and went on the run, but as time passed, the name Su Chan gradually faded out of people's field of vision, and no one mentioned him anymore.

The days passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed.

On this day, the snow was falling, the world was white, early in the morning, Beiheng came to Kexin Peak, but saw that Chen Xi was still cultivating, his body was annihilated by the heavy snow, and he couldn't see his appearance.

"He's been cultivating?" Bei Heng was surprised, he had been in retreat for the past year, this time on a whim, he wanted to see how Chen Xi was cultivating, but he didn't think that Chen Xi seemed to be in retreat.

"Well, my brother hasn't been sitting there since last year. Chen Hao stood beside Beiheng and explained in a low voice.

"Last year??Has this guy been contemplating the Wanzang Sword Codex?" Beiheng's expression froze, and he hurriedly came to Chen Xi's body, and sure enough, the breath in Chen Xi's body was quiet and dormant, and he was not cultivating at all, so there was only one possibility, he was deducing the Wanzang Sword Book in his heart!

"Really...... What do you say?" Beiheng raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to be angry, but he pressed it down again, and sighed with a wry smile: "If I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have given him the Wanzang Sword Technique." ”

"Wanzang Sword Classic? I see, this is the most difficult sword technique in the world to cultivate, and few people can successfully cultivate it. Chen Hao suddenly realized that he had heard his master Wen Xuan Zhenren talk about this sword technique and understood the difficulty of its cultivation.

"That's it, cultivation is cultivation, I hope it's best for him to retreat in the face of difficulties, otherwise it would be a pure waste of time. Beiheng shook his head and turned to leave.

"I hope my brother can succeed in his cultivation...... Well, I also have to work hard, and in a few years, I will return to Songyan City and rebuild the Chen family to comfort my grandfather's spirit in the sky. Chen Hao muttered to himself and left immediately.

Another year of cold wind has passed, and Chen Xi has been sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff for two years, but there is still no trace of awakening.

After Chen Hao practiced diligently, he would come to the top of the mountain to take a look at his brother, and he was keenly aware that his brother's face was becoming more and more pale, his cheeks were also deep, his thick beard had been delayed to the ground, and his expression was extremely withered.

Seeing this scene, Chen Hao couldn't help but worry about Chen Xi, too much effort was consumed, which was extremely unfavorable to cultivation, not to mention damaging the essence, and it was very easy to go mad.

During this period, Beiheng, Wen Xuanzhen, Ling Kongzi, as well as Du Qingxi, Duanmuze, Song Lin and others also came to visit Chen Xi, but they also sighed when they learned that Chen Xi had been participating in the Wanzang Sword Classic.

It is undeniable that Chen Xi's qualifications are ordinary and his strength is extremely strong, but in the eyes of everyone, his hope of succeeding in cultivating the "Ten Thousand Hidden Sword Classics" is extremely slim, and Chen Xi's behavior has become a trickle, wasting his own time, and thankless.

Gradually, the entire Liuyun Sword Sect knew that Chen Xi was cultivating the "Ten Thousand Hidden Sword Classics", and was amazed and surprised, but more than that, he was questioned, no one thought that he could succeed, and purely regarded this matter as a tragedy, a young genius, but now he is undoubtedly a madman, it is really a sigh.

Year 3.

Fourth year.

In the fifth year, looking at the silent Chen Xi, Chen Hao could no longer hold back the worry in his heart, and planned to wake up his brother, because he felt that his brother's life breath had become extremely weak, and even about to dry up, if he continued like this, he would definitely die.

"Huh?" Just as Chen Hao was about to act, he suddenly appeared, his brother Chen Xi's body seemed to move, but when he looked closely, he was still silent.

"Could it be my hallucination?" Just when Chen Hao was puzzled, he suddenly saw that his brother opened his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot, red, and terrifying.

"Brother, are you awake?" Chen Hao said in a trembling voice.

Chen Xi ignored him, stood up, the whole person was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his cheeks and eye sockets were deeply sunken, which was miserable.

"Whew!"

Chen Xi began to take a deep breath, using his magic power, and suddenly, the bloodshot in his eyes quickly disappeared, the skin membranes around his body bulged, and the shriveled wrinkles disappeared, replaced by a crystal smooth luster like warm jade, and his cheeks also regained their previous handsome appearance.

In just an instant, Chen Xi judged the two of them, floating out of the dust, full of energy, and no longer had the miserable appearance before.

"Brother, you have finally lost your way back, no matter how powerful the Wanzang swordsmanship is, it is okay if you don't cultivate. Chen Hao said worriedly.

Chen Xi was stunned and didn't say much. The finger is a sword, and it stabs out.

This finger does not contain a trace of true yuan, but in Chen Hao's eyes, it seems to be perfectly integrated with the surrounding void, ethereal and ethereal, difficult to fathom, as if any change in himself cannot escape the attack of this finger, as if he is in a desperate situation, which makes people feel powerless.

Ethereal and dark, like the eternal clouds, is the "dry sword way".

However, Chen Hao has been obsessed with kendo since he was a child, and over the years, he has refined the Haoran Kendo he has comprehended more and more, and he is faintly about to touch the edge of the Dao domain.

"It's a good time!" Chen Hao shouted, the same finger as a sword, slashed in the void, and suddenly a mighty and majestic aura gushed out from his fingertips, indomitable, invincible, and went straight to Chen Xi's fingertips.

Chen Xi smiled slightly, flicked his fingers, and suddenly seemed to conjure up a big river, magnificent, containing all things, and easily dissolving Chen Hao's blow invisibly.

The world is weaker than water, and the attacker can win - "Kan Kendao".

Chen Hao was frustrated with a move, but he was stimulated by the stubbornness in his heart, and immediately his fingers were linked, and the dignified sword momentum was like, shaping civilization and writing a splendid article on history, every word was beautiful, bright and upright, and the power filled every inch of the void, as if the sage was in the world, and it was inviolable.

Chen Xi smiled, his fingers moved again, "Kun Kendo", "Redemption Kendo", "Leaving Kendo", "Zhen Kendao", and "Gen Kendo" were used one after another, all of which repelled the attack of his younger brother Chen Hao with one move, and the sword momentum was peerless.

"No fight, no fight. Chen Hao jumped away and said loudly: "But I don't admit defeat, one day, I will pass you." ”

"Then I'll wait, hahaha......" Chen Xi laughed louder and louder, like a clear dragon chanting, resounding between heaven and earth, revealing an indescribable joy, open-mindedness, and cheerful taste.

Sitting for five years, forgetting to sleep and eating, working hard, all kinds of hardships and dangers, not personal experience, not enough to communicate with outsiders.