Great Sword Master

The sword light was like clouds, unwinding and leisurely, yet as fast as lightning.

However, Chen Xiuqi, who was sitting on it, did not feel anything. If he had not looked outside the cloud-like sword light and saw the world and everything flying back at a high speed, he would have thought that he had been sitting in the same place without moving.

Retracting his gaze, Chen Xiuqi looked at the slender figure sitting not far away.

The faint light, finer than a hair, surrounded the body. In Chen Xiuqi's perception, the fine light seemed to contain an indescribable extreme edge. With a slight sense of it, there was a feeling that the body and the mind were cut, torn, pierced, and strangled, which made the figure look like a peerless sword god descending from the sky.

An indescribable reverence suddenly stirred in Chen Xiuqi's mind.

Gratitude, reverence, yearning!

All kinds of emotions continued to grow, making Chen Xiuqi's eyes brighter and brighter.

He was extremely grateful and thankful to Chen Feng. Without Chen Feng, he would be dead now, unable to avenge his parents and the people of Chenjia Village, and even less likely to upgrade his quasi-supreme-level supernatural power to the supreme level.

Although he was not very old, only in his twenties, Chen Xiuqi was not a rookie.

Therefore, he knew very well how amazing the gap between the supreme-level supernatural power and the quasi-supreme-level supernatural power was, especially after his quasi-supreme-level supernatural power was transformed and upgraded to the supreme-level supernatural power, the efficiency of cultivation was completely several times higher than before, and it was also several times easier to comprehend the sword. In the past, all the puzzles were now enlightened as soon as he thought about it.

Chen Xiuqi was sure that if his supernatural power was the supreme level before, his cultivation and sword intent would only be stronger now.

With his thoughts turning, Chen Xiuqi retracted his gaze, closed it again, and continued to comprehend the sword.

Chen Feng ignored Chen Xiuqi's gaze, but immersed himself in the second half of the Qingming Sword Scripture with one heart and soul.

I have already obtained the first half, which is the sword theory and Qingming sword control.

Up to now, the mysterious secrets of Qingming sword control have been completely mastered by me and integrated into my own swordsmanship, becoming one of the cornerstones of my own swordsmanship.

Therefore, Chen Feng's desire for the second half of Qingming Sword Scripture is not so strong.

Going to find it is also to fulfill the last wish of Qingming Sword Emperor.

Now that I have found it, I can also comprehend it. Maybe it will be useful to me. After comprehending it, Chen Feng suddenly found that the second half of Qingming Sword Scripture is indeed useful to me, not bad.

The true secret of Qingming sword control is unique and mysterious. It is a killing move and a trick.

As for Qingming Wukong Flying Sword, it is a secret sword refining method. It is made of various precious materials to forge Qingming Wukong Flying Sword. It is more suitable to use this flying sword to perform Qingming sword control and even the true secret of Qingming sword control.

In other words, using other swords to perform the Qingming Sword Controlling Technique and its True Secret can only exert 30% of its power at most.

But if the Qingming Wukong Flying Sword is used to perform the Qingming Sword Controlling Technique and its True Secret, the power can be fully exerted, which surprised Chen Feng.

Such a heritage of swordsmanship with swords is rare.

The Qingming Sword Controlling Technique is the foundation, and the Qingming Sword Controlling Technique is the ultimate move.

Chen Feng immediately had the idea of ​​forging the Qingming Wukong Flying Sword.

The difficulty of the Qingming Sword Sutra lies in forging the Qingming Wukong Flying Sword. As for the Qingming Sword Controlling Technique and its True Secret, it is not difficult to comprehend. Of course, that refers to oneself, but it may not be the case for others.

"Let me take a look at my collection first..."

As soon as the thought came to mind, Chen Feng's consciousness immediately sank into the small world of creation to check.

All the precious things are stored here. From the past to now, I have killed many powerful enemies, obtained many spoils of war, and also obtained by chance, etc. All the precious things are here. I don’t use them at ordinary times, so I don’t care about them.

After a search, I found all the materials for forging the Qingming Wukong Flying Sword.

With a thought, pieces of materials suddenly appeared in front of me. The Tianxin-level extreme sword intent instantly covered all the materials. The second half of the Qingming Sword Scripture naturally records the secret method of forging the Qingming Wukong Flying Sword. After all, whoever wants to practice this sword scripture must forge the flying sword himself, so that he can mark his own mark from the beginning and fit himself 100%.

How to forge a sword?

One’s own sword intent is the fire.

Chen Feng’s sword intent is the limit of the Tianxin level, and his potential is constantly excavated and stimulated, becoming more and more powerful. Coupled with his extremely powerful spirit, it is not difficult for Chen Feng to forge a sword.

However, in just ten breaths, all the top materials were melted into a ball by the sword intent.

That ball of liquid, as thick as magma, was dark green in color, with faint strands of darker silk threads running through it, almost black, but not really black, but the color of dark green after it has settled to the extreme.

Feeling the fluctuation, Chen Xiuqi broke away from the state of comprehension and stared at it.

"Split!"

Chen Feng groaned, and the sword intent fluctuated. In an instant, the ball of thick dark green liquid was divided into nine balls according to Chen Feng's thoughts, and then separated into nine balls again, a total of eighty-one balls, each of which was the size of a fist, with strands of dark, almost black silk threads crisscrossing on it, melting into Chen Feng's sword intent, unique and mysterious.

Feeling the amazing and restrained sword intent, Chen Xiuqi was extremely shocked.

At the same time, sparks of inspiration continued to burst out in his mind, and he continued to comprehend.

That was the ultimate Tianxin-level sword intent, displayed in front of him almost unreservedly, and without the slightest threat. What an opportunity it was for him to comprehend it.

The miraculous power of the supreme-level swordsmanship also made Chen Xiuqi's understanding of the swordsmanship stronger.

Seizing this opportunity, Chen Xiuqi was like a sponge that had dried up to the extreme, constantly absorbing water to enrich himself. His sword intention also became more and more condensed without even realizing it. Chen Xiuqi even took this opportunity to reorganize his sword intention. , check for deficiencies and fill in the gaps to make it more perfect.

Although Chen Feng focused on forging the flying sword, he also noticed Chen Xiuqi's condition.

In this regard, Chen Feng did not hide anything. On the contrary, he deliberately made his sword intention more clear and allowed the other party to comprehend it. The more mysteries the other party could comprehend, the better. After all, he was from the Chen family, and the more powerful he was, the better. The better it is, the better it will be for the Chen family.

Eighty-one groups of liquid as thick as magma flowed endlessly, constantly melting Chen Feng's sword intent. During the melting, it gradually condensed into a sword shape.

Chen Feng even pushed his energy and spirit to the extreme, using the secret sword-making method recorded in the Qingming Sword Sutra.

"Lian Kong!"

A low cry resounded like a sword roar, shaking through the void and spreading in all directions.

On the eighty-one sword shapes that are being condensed, the lines that are so deep that they are almost black seem to be shining with light. They are breathing in and out, constantly drawing power from the surrounding void. It is the power of the void, invisible, colorless and qualityless. , cannot be seen or heard, can only be sensed and sensed with keen perception.

"Too slow..."

After Chen Feng sensed it, he secretly thought, and immediately sent the eighty-one sword shapes that were gradually condensing into deeper into the void. For a time, the efficiency of the eighty-one sword shapes in absorbing the power of the void suddenly increased several times.

Forging and refining the Qing Ming Wu Kong Flying Sword is hard to say, but not difficult to say.

At least for Chen Feng, it is not difficult. The only difference is that it takes some time, especially the time for the sword embryo to swallow the power of the void. It cannot be accomplished overnight. It needs a time and process to slowly swallow and refine it.

As a result, it was destined that Chen Feng would not be able to rush on his way quickly.

But the two of them were not in a hurry.

One is forging the Qing Ming Wu Kong Flying Sword, and the other is taking this opportunity to understand the aura of sword intent exuded by Chen Feng, combing and confirming his own sword intent, so as to improve.

About half a month later, Chen Xiuqi's body was shaken by the sound of a sword, and his sword intent suddenly broke through.

Hedao level perfection!

With the cultivation level of the entry-level Hedao realm, and possessing the perfect sword intent of the Hedao level, this can indeed be regarded as very extraordinary.

You must know that many of the true meanings of martial arts and swordsmanship in the Hedao realm are only at the ordinary level.

Those in the Hedao realm who can grasp the true meaning of the Hedao level are at the elite level. If they can elevate the true meaning of the Hedao level to Dacheng or even perfection, they belong to the true genius level.

Although the Qi of heaven and earth is now recovering, the difficulty of cultivation is much simpler than before.

However, the difficulty of comprehending the true meaning of martial arts and the true meaning of swordsmanship has not decreased much. After all, the revival of heaven and earth qi has an intuitive effect on the cultivation of true energy and blood energy, but it is not intuitive for the true meaning to be as mysterious as it is, because the ability to comprehend various ways Mystery relies more on one's own understanding and wisdom.

Without sufficient understanding and wisdom as prerequisites, everything is in vain.

Even if you are in a place where the true meaning and mystery are extremely rich, you can quickly comprehend and improve at the beginning, but later on, if your understanding and wisdom are not enough, you will still be stuck in a bottleneck and unable to make progress.

Chen Xiuqi's breakthrough was also sensed by Chen Feng, who couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Sword Intent starts from the lowest level, the ordinary level, and goes up to Hedao level, Mysterious level, Domain level and my current Tianxin level. In total, Hedao level is only the middle and lower level among the five realms of Sword Intention, but for a For a young man in his twenties who has just entered the Hedao realm, it is already very good.

Think about how much cultivation you had when you were in your twenties.

After turning his thoughts around, Chen Feng suddenly sensed that the eighty-one sword shapes that had dived into the depths of the void had swallowed up enough power of the void, completely formed, and suddenly shot out from the depths of the void like breaking through the water's surface.

Eighty-one rays of deep, green sword light flew in front of Chen Feng, as agile as a fish emerging from the water.

Chen Feng's gaze condensed, reflecting the outline of eighty-one deep blue sword lights.

Eighty-one flying swords have been completely forged. Each one is small, has no hilt, and has a unique sword body. It is about three inches long and half an inch wide. It is as thin as paper. It is deep and green in color, as if As high as the sky, the deep black lines on it appear and disappear, as if they are floating inside and outside the void.

The edge of the sword is so sharp that it seems to be able to cut through everything.

Chen Xiuqi took one look and immediately looked away. He couldn't bear it. He felt like his eyes were being cut open, which was very scary.

"Low-grade Holy Master Soldier..."

Chen Feng couldn't help but smile.

This is the Qingming Wu Kong Flying Sword recorded in the Qing Ming Sword Sutra. A low-grade holy master soldier is naturally nothing to Chen Feng, but the Qing Ming Wu Kong Flying Sword can be continuously tempered by his own sword intent. Refining, constantly swallowing the power of the void and constantly improving.

In addition, every bite is at the level of a low-grade holy master soldier, but the fusion is not enough.

"Condensation!"

Chen Feng shouted low, and the eighty-one flying swords merged in an instant and turned into nine. Each handle was seven inches long and one inch wide, and the thickness was doubled, and the power contained in it became more and more powerful.

Top-grade holy master soldier!

Immediately, the nine flying swords merged into one again.

A deep blue hiltless sword, three feet long, three inches wide, two inches thick, and half an inch thick, appeared in front of Chen Feng. It trembled slightly, emitting a series of faint sword chants, and an aura that surpassed the Saint Lord's weapons spread out.