Sword guarding Chang'an

Chapter 137 The Contemporary Sword God Yang Dingxin

Sword Intent!

The young man stepped into the line of swordsmanship!
Understand the artistic conception!
This can be said to be a miracle.

why?
Because such things as artistic conception cannot be comprehended without innateness, and even some people cannot comprehend artistic conception when they reach the state of indestructible golden body.

Artistic conception cannot be measured by cultivation level at all.

Some people can ascend directly after a moment of epiphany.

Some people have been enlightened for thousands of years, but stay where they are.

And this moment.

Li Jianbai, carrying the first sword in China, the sword of the first emperor, and the sword of the pre-Qin period, realized his own sword intent.

Li Jianbai's whole body trembled, and the black and white of the senior just now appeared in his mind, the way of the sword was domineering, and the three-foot invincibility was invincible.

How should one's own sword be?
The boy couldn't figure it out, but he already felt it, because he needed a sword, and the boy liked swords too.

Sword Intent, what is "Intention?"

Artistic conception, willingness, intention, determination and other self-consciousness, "sword intention" refers to the swordsman's understanding of the sword, such as intention and determination.

In sword moves, "shi" refers to momentum, and "sword momentum" refers to the momentum shown by the sword dancer through sword moves.The sword walks lightly, the sword walks slanted, and erratic.

"Qi" refers to the air driven by the sword when it dances quickly, and "jian qi" refers to the air flow driven by the sword dancer when he dances the sword.Commonly used adjectives: Sword Qi vertical and horizontal.

Xiantian Jianmang, "mang" refers to the sharpness and light of the sword, and "jianmang" refers to the light emitted from the edge of the sword.

Once you have "Sword Intent", you are considered a real swordsman, and the sword in your hand will come alive!

Meaning is form, spirit, emotion and reason, whether there is virtual reality or not, which is not only born by accident, but also contained in image.

Artistic conception is a very high state.

The Sword Intent means that the swordsman has reached an unprecedented level of comprehension of the sword, and this level is called the Sword Intent.

Sword intent is an extension of the origin of the sword.

This origin only belongs to the sword, which has the nobility of the sword, the arrogance of the sword, the sharpness of the sword, and the heart of the sword.This is the origin of the sword.

For a sword or a swordsman, when he really understands what a sword is, and he can give full play to the original characteristics of the sword, there is no trick to win and there is a trick, everything comes from the heart, integrates with the sword, and exerts his understanding of the sword At that time, the sword came alive.

Swords and swordsmen have their own meanings!
Li Chunfeng was very relieved, it was only a short time since he left Chang'an and Tang country, this junior made him admire him with admiration.

"senior."

Li Jianbai held Qin Jian tightly, feeling a bit confused in his heart.

pity.

In this confusion, Li Chunfeng couldn't give an answer, because there is no standard answer to this question, and if there is an answer, it would be to have a conscience and a sword.

This answer can only be found by yourself, and only you can answer it. Anyone's answer is useless. On the contrary, the answer of others will miss the questioner's life.

"I'll wait for you." With three words, Li Chunfeng didn't say much, put down his vertical and horizontal swords, and Li Chunfeng sat down quietly cross-legged, because he knew that he might have to wait for a long, long time...

why?
This kind of enlightenment, this kind of promotion, this kind of comprehension realm will take a long, long time.

Now he can't give anything to the younger generation, he can only wait.

During this period of time, no one should disturb Li Jianbai, Li Chunfeng can still do this.

How should I put it, he called himself senior.

Anyway, he is a good boy.

"What is the purpose of embarking on the path of swordsmanship? Simply liking?" Li Jianbai asked himself, but unfortunately he still couldn't find the answer.

"Protect the people who should be protected?"

"Eliminate the strong and help the weak?" Li Jianbai still shook his head, he never thought he was a good person, defending his family and the country in his last life was a step-by-step choice of fate, and protecting Chang'an by himself was only a matter of necessity.

"It's not that I like the sword, but I chose the sword. It's that I chose it, and I like it." Li Jianbai couldn't find a reason, he liked it in his heart and chose it, chose it and liked it!
Simple but not simple.

For three days and three nights in a row, Li Jianbai condensed his own sword intent. Although it was weak, it was simple and pure.

"Not bad." The senior got up, looked up and down at Li Jianbai, and read out two words of comment.

These two words are enough to explain Li Jianbai's sword intent.

Correct.

not bad.

This is the best affirmation of Datang Legend.

"Go, hurry up, because you have been staying for several days, we have to speed up." Li Chunfeng said to Li Jianbai, because he was going to fight that person next.

He is Li Chunfeng's opponent, his old enemy, and even his senior brother.

It may be a blessing, but it is also a tragedy to learn the same art but have to kill each other.

Fortunately?

Because it is a great blessing to meet a good opponent in one's life. Only with an opponent can one have the motivation to move forward.

"Yes."

Li Jianbai didn't know why, but felt that Dingqin Jian was much lighter, his cultivation had not broken through, but his body was full of combat power, he really wanted to fight with others, he really wanted to draw his sword and swing it.

"Suppress your own sword, your own will, you must know how to hide the sword in your body, and you must know how to use your own will."

Li Chunfeng taught aloud.

It has to be said that Li Chunfeng is a good elder and a good master. The young man in plain clothes has a clearer and simpler understanding of swords.

Correct!
simple.

With someone teaching, everything is easy and quick to learn.

If no one teaches, there will be many detours.

This time, the boy wanted to take back his words.

What words?

That is the sophistry of He Yange, the learning of sages, Cangjie's creation of characters, the way of Confucius and Mencius... Anyone who wants to make progress needs to learn and integrate himself.

Seniors are masters, idols, and elders.

The two swordsmen hurried over, because the next stop will be Li Chunfeng's battle to prove his sword, to prove whether his sword can bear the name of legend!

Li Jianbai gritted his teeth forcibly, and followed closely behind his senior, neither a little bit faster nor a step slower, because this is also a kind of cultivation.

soon.

The two came to a desolate desert.

The wind and sand swept across, and the two of them broke into the endless desert without fear of flying sand all over the sky.

at last.

Li Jianbai saw an inn.

Jianghu Inn, Li Jianbai was the first time to really experience this kind of desolate Jianghu inn.

It looks very much like the flying armor of Longmen, full of the flavor of the world.

Li Jianbai followed behind the senior, full of curiosity in his heart, behind Li Chunfeng, Li Jianbai will always be a junior, even a childlike innocence.

Inn entrance gate.

A sentence is engraved on it.

No matter how sharp a sword is, it can't compare to a touching smile.

No matter how terrifying a weapon is, it can't compare to the scheming in the stomach.

Li Jianbai was silent for a long time, looking at the lettering, he murmured in his heart: "The person who wrote this sentence must be a master, and the words are sharp, but this person must have been hurt, and his heart was even more hurt. !"

Li Chunfeng patted Li Jianbai's head fiercely, and said viciously: "Ahem, this is carved by my sword."

"What?" The young man was taken aback, lowered his head, and stopped talking. Li Jianbai is not afraid of anyone in this world, but he dare not tease his senior.

But the young man still bite the bullet and said: "Senior, there are only two kinds of things like feelings: one is to love each other, but we are bored with each other until we grow old; the other is to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, but we have to miss each other until death."

"Shut up." Li Chunfeng's mouth twitched.

The boy silently took two steps back with his sword in his arms, without saying a word.

Sudden.

A voice laughed loudly and said, "I like this kid!"

The comer is Shenzhou's contemporary sword god, Yang Dingxin.

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