After Su Zhen heard this, he snorted coldly: "You said it lightly, I'm afraid that I care more than anyone else in my heart." ”

Before Lu Jingtian could speak, he said again: "Now that you sit down, there is another Shen Ling, and you don't care about anything, it's just a cover-up." ”

After a pause, he said again: "But I have to remind you that Shen Ling, this person, sooner or later, will bring trouble to my Great Cloud Sect, even if I, Su Zhen, don't target him, there are people lined up outside," Saying that, his figure was together, only to feel a whirlwind, and then there was no figure.

Lu Jingtian looked at the place where Su Zhen disappeared, his eyes flashed inexplicably, and he fell into contemplation, as if his heart was echoing Su Zhen's words just now.

After a long time, he sighed, and said to himself: "Fortune and misfortune are hard to wear, boy, you have to hold on," and then a dodge also left the peak, and Lingxiu Peak returned to its previous calm, and the aura surrounded its mystery, but it was difficult to hide its silence.

After separating from Wang Yan, Qu Zhen'er and Liu Xuting, Shen Ling did not rush back to his residence, but went directly to the mountain behind the miscellaneous office.

Shen Ling felt that it was time to practice that set of mad sword nine songs, because he felt that his comprehension and use of sword momentum had reached a level where he could completely control it.

And another reason is that he wants to see his master Duan Shichuan, and hopes to get his guidance.

With Wang Yan's exit, he also felt that the ratio of great inferiority was imminent, and this set of crazy swords and nine songs could not only increase his own killing skills.

In the back mountain, the dense forest was still so quiet, feeling the familiar environment, Shen Ling didn't think much about it, and directly explored the set of swordsmanship in his mind.

Shen Ling kept analyzing the essence of the first song of the mad sword in his mind, the so-called first song of the mad sword is the first potential of the mad sword.

And this first potential refers to the speed of the sword, if you can do a silent sword, then the first song of the sword light and the sword quiet, light can be silent, quiet can only be left aura, the so-called sword walking light, is the basic essence of the first song of the sword momentum.

In fact, this first potential can finally be expressed by a fast word, fast to the state of light and quiet of the sword, light to silent, quiet to have a spirit, and the first potential of this mad sword is completed.

After analyzing the content of the first potential, Shen Ling's mind came up with the picture of his mother-in-law once pointing out his sword, and the sword that his mother-in-law made cut off the flowing water, it was not done in one go, but at will.

Although after practicing the sword momentum by himself, he was able to slash and disappear the small hill, but that was also accumulated every day, so he was far from being able to do it in one go, let alone do it with a sword at will.

Now that I think about it, my mother-in-law's sword is not a simple sword, but contains too many things about the sword and myself, Shen Ling can feel that the mother-in-law's sword that cuts off the flowing water all contains the first potential of these nine songs, so the combination of light and quiet, produces a spirit.

With such a comprehension, Shen Ling did not rush to analyze the second potential of the Crazy Sword, but directly put away the Nine Curves of the Crazy Sword, in his opinion, completing this first potential is a long-term process, before reaching a certain level of proficiency, he must not be greedy for merit and rush to achieve success, this is also the mentality that he needs to adhere to and keep in mind the most at this moment.

After putting away the sword technique, Shen Ling took a deep breath, and then comprehended the essence of the first power of the mad sword in his heart, just like last time, he slowly closed his eyes, imagining the essence of the first power.

Slowly he could feel the silence of the earth, a rhythm close to nature, then his breathing, heartbeat, pulse, blood, and even thoughts, and finally the hilt, handle, body, tip, blade, etc., each with its own unique rhythm.

As he realized it more deeply, these rhythms became clearer and clearer, then lighter and lighter, and finally stopped and fell into complete silence, a kind of quiet world planted in Shen Ling's heart.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a cool breeze blew, and Shen Ling, who was in silence, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Chop. ”

Shen Ling's mouth suddenly burst out of this word.

I don't know when, the sword has been cut in the air, emitting a trace of the sound of the bottom, penetrating the four fields, with which sword momentum climbs, in the space that is cut down, the wind suddenly stops, and all this happened at that moment, that is, the kung fu of that slash.

This scene made Shen Ling excited, unable to hide the ecstasy in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: "Finally, I realized that there is a small achievement, but you must practice it often," As soon as the sword was withdrawn, the void returned to normal.

He found that although this sword can cut the wind, it is only the effect of a small space, and it takes a long time to feel it to do it, like his mother-in-law to do it at will, the difference is a world of difference, if it is used against the real enemy, who can give you enough time to understand the situation.

Just as Shen Ling was pondering, a voice came, "Good swordsmanship. ”

Shen Ling turned around to look, and at some point, Duan Shichuan was already lying on his side on a large boulder, still holding his wine gourd in his hand and pouring it violently.

Seeing Duan Shichuan suddenly coming, Shen Ling said to him, "Master, how is it a good method?"

Duan Shichuan snorted and said, "I want to know?"

Seeing Shen Ling nodding, he threw the wine gourd directly at Shen Ling and said, "If you want to know, drink all the gourd in the gourd and tell you naturally." ”

Shen Ling took the wine gourd, didn't say a word, and drank freely.

"Lie. ”

"It's too strong. ”

Shen Ling exhaled and said.

"How?"

"Can't drink it?" Duan Ishikawa asked one after another.

"How is it possible," Shen Ling replied directly, and then the jar went down again, and as the wine went down his stomach, he felt as if the blood in his body was being scorched by flames, and all kinds of miscellaneous smells in his stomach suddenly surged, making people extremely uncomfortable.

Shen Ling endured the strong smell of this wine, shook the wine gourd downward, signaled to him that he had finished drinking, and the sentence still came out of his mouth: "Good wine," and then threw the wine gourd towards Duan Shichuan.

Seeing this scene, Duan Ishikawa laughed three times, and then asked, "What's the difference in the wine this time?"

"Lie, even more fierce than last time," Shen Ling replied truthfully, knowing that Duan Shichuan was testing him.

"Is that all? No wonder you realized a small momentum," Duan Ishikawa sighed.

Without waiting for Shen Ling to reply, he said again: "Now you close your eyes again, feel it well, don't be in a hurry to answer, imagine what else this wine has besides being strong." ”

Shen Ling did so, his eyes were closed, feeling the difference in wine, and slowly he found that the fierceness just now was gradually replaced by a hint of lightness, and then it seemed that he was a little drunk, and this state made him feel extremely relaxed.

"Do you know what's different now?" Duan Shichuan asked calmly after seeing Shen Ling's reaction.

"Yes, except that it was more intense than before, the drunkenness was a little stronger, and then it made people's hearts calmer, without any worries and troubles," Shen Ling grinned.

"Do you smell of forgetfulness?" Duan Ishikawa suddenly asked.

As soon as Shen Ling heard the word "forget me", he immediately understood something, that feeling was the taste of forgetfulness, and then put away his smile and said to Duan Shichuan with a serious face: "Thank you Master for reminding me." ”

Duan Shichuan waved his hand, and then said: "After the wine is entered this time, it is mainly strong and violent, and in the end, if you can taste it carefully, it is all another state of mind, that is, forgetting yourself, it is the beginning of everything." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the gourd again, and only reacted when it was almost to his mouth, shook his head speechlessly, and said to Shen Ling: "Just like I am now, I forgot that there is no wine in the gourd." ”

After a pause, he said: "This pot of wine, just like you now, has a strong personality and moves forward bravely, there is nothing wrong, but sometimes it goes straight to the goal, and it is not not very good, do one thing, enter a state of selflessness and selflessness, is to let yourself enter the fastest rhythm, some things are not fast, so why not let it slow down, slow is fast, maybe inadvertently the effect will explode." ”

Shen Ling kept nodding his head, recalling Duan Shichuan's words, and let him find that his current self was indeed like the early stage of that pot of wine, strong and violent, going straight to the goal, and it was inevitable that he would enter such a state.

Seeing that Shen Ling seemed to understand a little, Duan Shichuan admonished: "Although the first momentum of the mad sword you just now, although you have achieved lightness and quietness, and have sensed the rhythm related to all this, so as to achieve the effect of the spirit, deep in your heart, there is a strong and impatient heart, and you will go straight to the goal, so that the continuation and control of the sword momentum will be reduced a lot. ”