Douluo: Starting from helping Qian Renxue change her life against the sky

Chapter 160 Sword Intent
The light of ten thousand Buddhas soars into the sky.

The aura was violent, and Yan Chixia felt her blood surging not far away.

"This is Longwei?"

Yan Chixia stared, watching a golden light shine.

Then, Ye Feng held his breath and concentrated, holding the Taixu Youlong sword in his hand, and threw it towards the void.

"Controlling the Sword and Flowing Light Technique, Fenghuo Shenbing is like a law."

The Buddha's light is introverted, and the golden light changes into thousands of ways, like an upside-down waterfall hanging down rapidly, thinking that it is thunderous, and the earth and rocks are blown up.

For more than a month, Ye Feng not only practiced the Dawei Tianlong True Kung Fu to consolidate his cultivation, but also did not forget to practice swordsmanship with Yan Chixia.

His fencing skills have made great progress.

He is very talented, even with a little knowledge, he has miraculously broken through to the third level of sword control.

Saving hundreds of justice points, Ye Feng was grinning from ear to ear thinking about it.

Yan Chixia was even more thrilled to see, and even suffered a blow.

Back then, he practiced sword control...

Hey, it doesn't matter if I don't mention it, if I talk too much, I will cry.

Rumble!
Several times of Jianguang bombardment, the ground was devastated, and it was bombed everywhere.

The corners of Yan Chixia's eyes twitched, and she felt that this apprentice was not serious.

You practice swords and return to practice swords, can you not harm the earth?Did someone mess with you?
"The art of controlling the sword is divided into three realms. Using Qi to control the sword to hurt people, using the mind to control the sword's infinite power, and using the Tao to control the sword can question ghosts and gods!"

"You have managed to control the sword with qi now, and you will understand the sword intent in the future!"

Ye Feng in the front practiced his sword hard, and Yan Chixia gave advice in the back.

"Master, what is sword intent? And how to cultivate it?" Ye Feng asked shamelessly, without any embarrassment.

"That's a good question. You're really talented. You got the point."

Yan Chixia praised without hesitation, and pondered a little: "The sword has the sword intent, and the sword has the sword intent. The sword intent is actually the foundation of martial arts, and it can also be called the sword power."

"Goodness is the sword intent, and evil is also the sword intent. The reason why your sword is out of the sheath is what your sword intent is. To put it bluntly, it is the sword force condensed from the heart."

"Although there are repetitions in the sword intent, there are always subtle differences! Yu Jianshu is a combination of Taoism and martial arts. Without sword intent, it is difficult to condense the sword light, and it is difficult to exert its power. Wu and Dao are indistinguishable from each other. It is also Tao, and the two should not be separated, and the power contained in the sword is the key to the martial arts. Once you gain power, you can look down on everything, and use martial arts to suppress all evil..."

Yan Chixia tore apart and crushed them, and patiently and carefully explained the relationship between Wuhe Dao, meaning and momentum.

Ye Feng had a half-knowledge and was in a daze, so he could only keep it in his heart silently and slowly enlighten it later.

Ye Feng followed Yan Chixia to learn sword intent, his foundation was solid, he was not stupid, and he learned it quite quickly.

Yan Chixia also answered all kinds of questions Ye Feng asked.

The master leads the door, and the practice is in the individual!
Even if Yan Chixia is a good teacher, whether she can condense her sword intent depends on Ye Feng himself.

It was night, and Ye Feng was sitting cross-legged in the room, with the Taixu Youlong Sword lying across his knees, concentrating on comprehending the meaning of the sword.

Sword intent needs to be cultivated, so the sword must be cultivated!
"Why did my sword come out of its sheath, and what is my sword intent?"

Recalling Yan Chixia's earnest teachings in Ye Feng's mind, he began to raise his sword and sharpen his sword intent.

He aroused the Dawei Tianlong's real kung fu, the Buddhist power circulated, aroused the long sword, and tried to raise the sword.

After a long while, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, all the steps were perfect, except that he didn't cultivate the sword intent.

"Strange, with my extraordinary talent, there's no reason why I can't cultivate sword intent! What's wrong?"

Ye Feng was talking to himself shamelessly.

If there are martial arts masters here, I'm afraid they will laugh unkindly.

Ye Feng thought that the first time he cultivated a sword, he would be able to cultivate sword intent, which is simply a dream.

Martial arts journey, step by step, there is no shortcut.

He has only been practicing sword control for a long time, and he is too far away from entering the Tao with martial arts.

After several attempts to no avail, Ye Feng sighed helplessly, shook his head and gave up, and fell asleep soundly.

Imperial swordsmanship is not so easy to practice, all he can do right now is to hold a sword and polish the boring foundation of swordsmanship.

He decided to be a good baby who listens to his master, not to rush for success, but to combine work with rest.

A few days passed, Ye Feng was still unable to comprehend the sword intent.

On this day, Yan Chixia stared at Ye Feng like a knife: "You lack experience, and staying in the mountains with your teacher, it is difficult to understand the sword intent. Only in the struggle can you make progress."

The implication is that you should go out and roam the rivers and lakes instead of nestling in front of Master all day long.

"Ah?" Ye Feng was a little dumbfounded, Shi'er wanted to venture into the rivers and lakes, but you refused to accept me as an apprentice for a long time, and then hurriedly kicked me out, "Why are master and disciple willing to leave you?"

Ye Feng felt that he hadn't cultivated well no matter whether it was martial arts or Taoism.

Resolutely not going out to wander the rivers and lakes, but brazenly sticking to Yan Chixia's side, hugging this thigh tightly.

"Young Eagles have to learn how to fly. If you are forced to keep you by your side as a teacher, it will harm you. You are different from Shi'er. Both martial arts and Taoism are far superior to him!"

"Right now, you can't comprehend the sword intent, which means that you are stuck in a bottleneck and need to refine your mind in the world of mortals."

Yan Chixia looked like I was thinking of you, her face never blushing and she was not out of breath.

Are you honest about what you said?

If it weren't for the dodge in my eyes, I'm afraid I would have believed it.

"Master, why don't you go wandering the rivers and lakes with me?"

Ye Feng thought it would be safe to stay in Lanruo Temple, but there were no monsters to make him kill, and he couldn't get justice points, so it didn't matter.

Since Yan Chixia wanted him to venture into the rivers and lakes, he took advantage of the opportunity to make this request.

"I just want to live in peace and seclusion in the mountains and fields. I am tired of being a teacher."

Yan Chixia waved her hand and refused, he didn't know why, if she followed Ye Feng to the rivers and lakes, there would be no peace.

Hearing Yan Chixia's rationale, Ye Feng pouted, not knowing what to say.

A little bit, but he understood that Yan Chixia was going to drive him away, and she would just enjoy life in Lanruo Temple.

"Master..." Ye Feng was not reconciled, and wanted to struggle again.

"No need to say much, pack up and go down the mountain! If there is anything wrong, Zhihe will contact you."

Yan Chixia was very decisive, determined to go back to seclusion.

Ye Feng did have the idea of ​​abducting Yan Chixia by his side as a thug, but Yan Chixia was determined to return to hermitage, so he couldn't talk more.

"Master, there are no years in the mountains, don't forget the promise, Shi'er will wait for you at Wumenju." Ye Feng reminded.

"I'm the master, and it's agreed that that brat should come to me. There's no reason for me to go to him." Yan Chixia babbled, with mixed feelings.

"Hey, I'm so miserable, the same master, different treatment."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks. If Shi'er had your talent, I would have thrown him out of the rivers and lakes as a teacher."

Ye Feng smacked his lips and pointed to the bow and arrow on Yan Chixia's body: "Since Master has retired to the mountains, why don't you give me the bow and arrow, and I will be more secure."

Yan Chixia turned around and spoke fiercely: "Can you shoot this thing? Holding it is a waste."

"Master, you can't say that. How can a big man know how to shoot arrows?" Ye Feng was not convinced.

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(End of this chapter)