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Qingquan, bonfire, barbecue.
The young man held half a piece of rabbit meat in his hand, put his feet in the clear spring of the mountain stream, and took a sip from the flagon beside him from time to time, feeling contented.
"Boy, there is no more meat, go and kill two more rabbits." The old man said to the young man, throwing away the leftover meat and bones.
"Bah, old man, you've already eaten one and a half. You're so old, you can't eat meat indiscriminately anymore." The boy snorted angrily, and ate the rabbit meat on his own, "Well, let's talk about it. Why am I calling, what does your greed have to do with me?"
"Hey, you've made progress." The old man couldn't help laughing and cursing and turned to look for the bamboo stick, "Hey, where's my bamboo stick?"
"Bah, your broken bamboo pole" With the burnt yellow rabbit meat in his mouth, the young man shook his head triumphantly, "I have already made a fire for it. If you want to find it, you can find it in the fire." Look for it, maybe you can find some dregs."
"Brat, do you think I can do nothing to you without the bamboo pole?" Laughing dumbfounded, the old man couldn't help cursing with a smile, "Look carefully."
The moment the voice fell, the old man led it casually, and the stream in front of the boy suddenly stirred up, turning into a water sword, and rushed straight at the boy's face. The half of the rabbit meat he was holding was thrown away somewhere, and his whole body was drenched in water, like a drowned rat.
"You're lying!" The boy jumped up from the ground angrily, and stared at the old man through gritted teeth.
"I don't know how to repent!" There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the old man pressed his wrist slightly, and in an instant another stream of water flew up, turning into a water dragon roaring and rushing towards the young man again.
After suffering a loss once, the young man learned his lesson this time. When he saw that something was wrong, he immediately jumped away, "Old man, it's a sneak attack"
Dodging the water dragon, the boy spoke proudly, but before he finished speaking, he saw the water dragon flying fiercely in the air, and a turning point sent the boy flying out again.
"Hey, old man, this is cool! Teach me, teach me!" There was a trace of excitement in his eyes, and the young man exerted a slight force on his waist, and he rolled over and landed lightly on the ground.
"I'm getting old, I'm hungry." The old man sipped his wine lazily without even lifting his eyelids.
"Two rabbits." The young man picked it up immediately with interest.
"Rabbit, I just ate it and it's tasteless." Curling his lips, the old man snorted disdainfully from his nostrils.
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Half an hour later, the boy graciously handed the roasted pheasant to the old man, and smiled flatteringly, "Can you teach me now, old man?"
"Oh, you said this, it's easy! Go practice your sword." The old man happily took the roast chicken and said casually.
"Practice sword? Old man, are you kidding me?!" The young man gritted his teeth and glared at the old man, snorting angrily.
"What are you playing with? When you understand the meaning of the sword and can make flying flowers and picking leaves into swords, you will naturally be able to do it easily." The old man slapped the young man away disapprovingly, eating meat and drinking on his own.
"It's sword intent again, old man, can't you teach me? It's so hard to always let me realize it by myself." The young man muttered dissatisfied.
Speaking of this, the old man finally showed a stern look on his face, "Boy, remember that the sword intent belongs only to you. No matter how good other people's sword intent is, it is definitely not as good as a little comprehension of your own."
"Uh, isn't there a way to pass on the sword intent completely?" The young man was still puzzled, "In the novel, Tai Chi sword, Dugu Nine Swords, don't they also have sword intent, how did they teach it? "
"In the novel?" Looking up at the young man, the old man snorted disdainfully, "Shall I give you two novels, and you can practice by yourself?"
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Shaking his head, the old man immediately said, "Theoretically, sword intent can also be taught, but it is taught in the way of preaching. To put it bluntly, you still have to comprehend it by yourself!"
"The Dugu Nine Swords and Tai Chi Sword you mentionedin fact, they don't exist! However, the same sword move, different people comprehend the sword intent differently." After a pause, the old man continued, "Besides , if you keep practicing this kind of sword intent, then you will never reach the realm of heart sword."
"There must be no exceptions?" The boy still did not give up.
"Boy, remember, there are no shortcuts on the road of cultivation! No matter how powerful the moves are, you must not confuse your original mind. Keep your mind pure, and only then will you have a chance to prove the Dao." Looking quietly at the young man, the old man sighed Said, "My square inch mountain is not?There have been amazingly talented and gorgeous generations, and there are not a few unique skills, but in the end, there is only one Fangcundian that has been handed down all the time! It's not that those stunts are all lost, but because, as long as one understands the origin, all tangible stunts can be comprehended by themselves. "
Mentioning Fang Cun Dian, the young man finally couldn't help showing a hint of enlightenment in his eyes
The memory in the brain resurfaced again, but Fang Cun's heart became more and more affirmative.
There is nothing wrong with what the old man said, no matter how mysterious the so-called Seven Kills Sword Code is, Fang Cun does not think that it can subvert what the old man said.
So the only explanation is that there is something wrong with the Seven Killing Sword Code!
There is nothing wrong with the killing intent contained in the Seven Kills Monument
Wait a minute!
A bright light suddenly flashed in his mind, but a terrible thought suddenly flashed in Fang Cun's heart.
What if what if I didn't comprehend the sword intent, but practiced step by step to the earth level or even the sky level? During this period, if I continue to practice the Seven Killing Sword Codethen, what will happen to the result?
That's right, you will gradually be influenced by the Seven Kills Sword Code, and you will naturally think that your sword intent should match the sword intent in the Seven Kills Sword Code. With the passage of time, until the day when I really form the sword will, I will naturally form the sword will that matches the Seven Kills Sword Code.
Is such a result good or bad?
Didn't the old man think of such a way? This so-called killing common people found another way to completely inherit the sword intent? !
Such an idea just flashed in his mind, and Fang Cun immediately rejected it.
No matter whether other people believe it or not, Fang Cun will never believe it! The heart sword mentioned by the old man, until now, I don't understand what kind of state it is, even Xiaoyaozi, when he just mentioned the great achievement of the Seven Killing Sword Code, it was just a combination of body and sword. Compared with the heart sword mentioned by the old man, it is still a notch lower.
So What exactly is the inheritance of the Seven Killing Sword Code going to be? Or to put it another way What exactly did that Killer Cangsheng, one of the seven kings of killing in the ancient killing domain, want to do? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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