Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 300 Painting in the Snow
On Niu Shou Mountain, flying snow gathered.

Huan Chang sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, not paying attention to what everyone said about him, and the true energy in his body began to churn.

"Crash!"

The flying snow all over the sky swept towards Huan Chang, and soon turned into boundless heaven and earth vitality, which almost enveloped Huan Chang's whole body.

"boom!"

It didn't take long for Huan Chang's inner energy to become saturated, and his eyes suddenly opened, piercing through the snow in the distance.

"Still not working?"

Although Huan Chang's oppressive sense of sword intent would temporarily disappear when he was in the harmony of heaven and earth, but when he opened his eyes again, he found that pressure came again.

But soon, Huan Chang figured out the key point.

This kind of sword intent's oppression is strong when it meets the strong. When Huan Chang melted into the heaven and the earth, the sword intent thought that Huan Chang was a part of the heaven and earth, so it didn't continue to oppress it.

"That is to say, if I can always maintain a state of harmony between heaven and earth, I won't be afraid of this kind of pressure!"

Huan Chang's eyes suddenly revealed a look of surprise, and he wanted to enter the realm of harmony between man and nature again, but he couldn't do it at all.

"If you want the spirit to merge with the heaven and the earth, you must be clear in your mind."

"Although warriors in the Void and Dao Realm can usually melt into heaven and earth, it is difficult to enter that state when fighting or walking."

It is not possible to enter the divine integration of heaven and earth at will, and even a little disturbance from the outside world can interrupt that state.

To achieve this, warriors must concentrate, even if they are distracted by walking.

That's why, when Huan Chang sat cross-legged on the snow, he could blend into the heaven and the earth, but once he stood up and prepared to move forward, he couldn't reach that state.

"It can be expected that the further you go, the faster your true energy will be consumed!"

"If you go forward for a certain distance, you will start to meditate to recover your true energy. I don't know how long it will take to walk up to the top of the mountain."

"And it's predictable that when I get close to the Piaoxue Sword, the mountain-like sword intent will surely destroy my defensive qi in an instant."

Huan Chang felt the true energy in his body passing away quickly, looked up at the top of the mountain, hesitant.

"Do you want to go down the mountain?"

After thinking for a while, Huan Chang finally gritted his teeth.

He was going to try to see if he could walk towards the top of the mountain while maintaining his harmony with heaven and earth.

"Although this is difficult, how will you know if you will succeed if you don't try?"

"And as long as you can do this, it will have a lot of benefits for your future practice, and you will definitely be invincible when you fight against warriors of the same realm."

Huan Chang's idea is not wrong.

If you can really enter the state of being in harmony with heaven and earth at any time, when you fight with others in the future, your true energy will be continuously sourced.

It should be noted that the integration of the gods into the heaven and the earth means that you are also a part of the heaven and the earth. As long as the vitality of the heaven and the earth is not exhausted, the true energy of the warrior will not be exhausted either.

In this way, even if you encounter a strong opponent, as long as you fight a war of attrition with them, you can grind the opponent to death.

Huan often thinks of it and does it.

He didn't sit cross-legged on the ground this time, but stood in the snow, closed his eyes and tried his best to enter a state of emptiness.

It has to be said that Huan Chang is very close to nature, and it is not difficult to enter this state.

"Snapped!"

The faint sound of footsteps sounded, and Huan Chang tried to walk forward in this state.

"Pfft!"

However, just when Huan Chang took his own steps, Shenrong Tiandi's state was suddenly interrupted.

Huan Chang's face turned red, and then he felt a sweetness in his throat, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Tap Tap!"

Just now, because Huan Chang had entered the state of being in harmony with heaven and earth, the sharp sword intent that disappeared rushed towards Huan Chang crazily again.

Huan Chang was hit, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards, taking several steps before forcibly stopping.

"Still not working?"

Forcibly swallowing the blood in his mouth, Huan Chang's face turned pale and his eyes dimmed.

Obviously, the state of being in harmony with heaven and earth was interrupted just now, and under the pressure of that powerful sword intent, Huan Chang was seriously injured.

"I don't want to give up on this!"

Huan Chang suddenly raised his head, the dim light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his face was full of fighting spirit again.

Wiping off the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth, Huan Chang sat cross-legged on the ground again and entered the state of divine harmony, recovering his true energy while healing his wounds.

After recovering his true energy and recovering from his injuries, Huan Chang stood up again and continued the previous attempt.

Fail, get hurt, meditate, heal...

Fail again, get hurt again, meditate again, heal again...

Huan Chang repeated these movements mechanically, but no matter how hard he tried, he was still unable to maintain the state of being in harmony with the world while climbing the mountain.

"Is it really not possible!"

After another failure, Huan Chang wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a tired look on his face.

Although the physical injury can be healed, but the mental exhaustion and decadence can't be concealed no matter what.

At this time, Huan Chang's white gown on his chest was already soaked in blood, and his eyes, which were originally full of fighting spirit, became dull and dull.

He had never felt so discouraged for a moment.

What's more, even Huan Chang's peaceful mind, which he has always maintained, is actually on the verge of collapse at this time.

An unprecedented irritability and boredom swept through Huan Chang's whole body.

"Pfft!"

Huan Chang was already injured, but he spit out a mouthful of blood again under his unsteady mind. He couldn't grasp the true energy in his body, and his body was also blown away by the vast sword intent.

"Pfft!"

Huan Chang's body fell into the snow, coughing up blood.

Many onlookers at the foot of the mountain also felt very strange at this time, not knowing what Huan Chang was doing.

Many people even speculated that Huan Chang's previous fame was all bragging, otherwise he would have been seriously injured before reaching the top of the mountain.

"Have repeated failures made me lose my sense of normalcy?"

Huan Chang got up from the snow, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and showed a bitter smile on his face.

"It seems that the cultivation base is progressing too fast, which has caused the state of mind to fail to improve."

At this time, Huan Chang suddenly remembered what the owner of the island of reincarnation said unintentionally back then, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"You are progressing too fast and your foundation is unstable. If this matter cannot be resolved, there will be endless troubles."

The faint voice seemed to be still echoing in Huan Chang's ears.

Huan Chang became more and more irritable, and his breath was a little unstable.

At this moment, the jade plaque on Huan Chang's body suddenly exuded a cool breath, which made his head wake up immediately.

"What's wrong with me?"

Thinking of how he had piled up more and more negative emotions just now, Huan Chang felt scared for a while.

This is a sign of madness!
"Crash!"

Suddenly, Huan Chang thought of the things he used to use painting to hone his mood before, and thought about it.

Taking out a piece of rice paper, Huan Chang used his true energy to make it float in mid-air, and discarded all the snowflakes.

The Spring and Autumn Magic Brush appeared in Huan Chang's right hand, and soon there were many rough and wild lines on the rice paper.

Not long after, Huan Chang was immersed in painting, and the oppression of the incomparably vast sword intent disappeared without a trace at this moment.

(End of this chapter)