Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 192
So Sun Wumou and others were also pulled into the topic of discussion by Zhou Bozhong.

And this topic is--

"What is the sword?"

"The sword is a sharp weapon for killing, so the sharper the sword, the better, and the faster the better."

Why Buzheng said flatly, his Jing Ni is such a sword.

"No, whether the blade is sharp or not is the second priority. For whom you draw your sword is more important. If you don't even have a reason to draw your sword, no matter how sharp your sword is, you are only a butcher."

Qian Chaosheng shook his head.

"If it's just about the sword itself, what they said is about the same."

Sun Wumou first looked at He Buzheng and Qian Chaosheng, then turned his head to look at Zhou Bozhong and Li Yunsheng and said:

"But this is nothing but the 'sword of the common people'. Nan Huazi once said that the sword of the common people is nothing more than striking at the front, cutting the neck and neck at the top, and splitting the liver and lungs at the bottom."

Hearing this, Zhou Bozhong nodded.

And Sun Wumou went on to say:
"For a cultivator, the sword of a cultivator must take mountains as the front, lakes and rivers as the ridge, wrap around the four seasons, control the five elements, discuss the virtue of punishment, sharpen the sword with yin and yang, cultivate the sword in spring and summer, and produce the sword in autumn and winter .When this sword comes out, it cuts the floating clouds upwards, and the ground veins downwards."

After speaking, he looked at Li Yunsheng and said:

"Only this kind of sword can break the shackles and knock open the gate of heaven."

For Li Yunsheng in the past, a sword is a sword, at most it can be divided into good and bad, but he never thought that the sword has such a meaning for a cultivator. He finally understands why Zhou Bozhong specially wants to "specialize" with him. Talk about swords".

It's just that he understood it, but Li Yunsheng struggled to digest these principles. After all, he even learned the Qiushui Sword Art by himself.

"exactly!"

Sun Wumou's words made Zhou Bozhong nod in admiration, and he then said to Li Yunsheng:

"If you really decide to practice swords, you must understand that the sword is the will and soul of our cultivators."

Zhou Bozhong, who was holding the amber, seemed to be a different person. He stared at Li Yunsheng and said word by word.

"For many cultivators, compared with swordsmanship, other magical weapons are easier to cultivate and more powerful, which is why the ten state sword cultivators have gradually declined over the years.

But compared to other techniques, only swordsmanship can best reflect the will of the cultivator. He will not be influenced by other laws of heaven and earth. He can feel the unwillingness and anger of the cultivator. More real yuan will be useful.

This is especially true for Qiushui cultivators. The sword in our Qiushui disciple's hand is the last bone that supports us. "

Even though Li Yunsheng had a clear heart, he still seemed a little helpless with these words.

Because up to now, these few people have never talked about any sword moves or the tricks of how to draw a sword, and what they said is just some of their life gains.

Many of them have already surpassed Li Yunsheng's knowledge of swords.

"Do not worry."

Seeing Li Yunsheng's struggling expression, Sun Wumou said in relief:
"These things are what we have obtained from practicing swords for hundreds of years. You don't have to eat them in such a hurry. It's the same with what Nan Huazi said. You just need to know that for the journey of sword cultivation, there is a vast ocean in front of you, not a small river. , in any case, you take more water from the ocean than from the small river."

"It's useless to talk too much, let's teach you something practical."

And Zhou Bozhong also seemed to feel that these words were said to Li Yunsheng a bit early, he scratched his head, raised the amber sword and waved to Li Yunsheng:

"follow me."

Seeing that Zhou Bozhong, who is extremely lazy on weekdays, is working so hard today, Sun Wumou followed him with great interest.

……

In the backyard of Xinyu Building, there is an open lakeshore with grass everywhere, sunny, and a bamboo forest to the south.

Zhou Bozhong brought Li Yunsheng and Sun Wumou here.

"then."

Zhou Bozhong threw the amber to Li Yunsheng, and broke a four-foot-long bamboo from the bamboo forest.

"I heard Mr. Da say that you secretly learned the Autumn Water Sword Art?"

He asked with a bamboo.

"learned."

Li Yunsheng nodded.

"How much have you learned?"

"I have learned the first three moves, but I only use the first move well."

Li Yunsheng said honestly that the reason why the last two methods are not good is mainly because the real energy consumed is too large, which is a bit extravagant for the current Li Yunsheng.

"Draw your sword and attack me with your best first move."

Zhou Bozhong waved to Li Yunsheng with a bamboo pole in his hand and said:
"Let me see how you practice first."

This was originally a very common request, but Li Yunsheng found it difficult, because he was a little bit reluctant to part with the real energy that had been accumulated with great difficulty in the unicorn bone. The last battle with the little black snake made Li Yunsheng realize again that this Qiushui sword Jue has no bottom line for the squandering of true energy, and you can use as much as you have.

Of course, the more true essence is consumed, the greater the power will be.

"What's the matter? Afraid of making a fool of yourself? No one here laughs at you."

Seeing Li Yunsheng's hesitation, Zhou Bozhong laughed.

"No."

Li Yunsheng shook his head.

"Mr. Zhou, is it unsafe for you to use bamboo?"

Li Yunsheng, who was ready to strike his sword, suddenly became a little worried about Zhou Bozhong. After all, he knew the power of Qiushui Sword Art very well, and after Zhou Bozhong's fall, without the unicorn bone, his strength would definitely not be as good as before.

Hearing this, Zhou Bozhong laughed loudly and said:

"Even if I have no real energy, you can't hurt me! Come on!"

He knew what Li Yunsheng was worried about, but he didn't care at all.

"Don't worry, he used to be the number one sword in ten states, if your first move of Autumn Water Sword Art can also hurt him, those ten state sword masters who died under his sword will probably jump out of their coffins. "

Sun Wumou and the others on the side also laughed.

After the other party said so, Li Yunsheng naturally no longer has any scruples, but this time he did not burn all his true energy in one go like last time, but calculated the lowest consumption of true energy in the first form of Qiushui Sword Art , and then transferred the true essence from the unicorn bone, and poured it into the meridians according to the path of the Autumn Water Sword Jue, and finally...

draw sword.

The most distinctive feature of the first form of Li Yunsheng's Qiushui Sword Art lies in the momentum when drawing the sword.

In the absence of interference, the longer the momentum is stored, the greater the power.

At this time, Zhou Bozhong, who was wholeheartedly waiting for Li Yun to give birth to the sword, naturally did not know this, and he was still waiting patiently for Li Yun to give birth to the sword.

But the moment Li Yunsheng took the amber out of its sheath, Zhou Bozhong immediately felt something was wrong.

Not only him, but even Sun Wumou and the others on the side were stunned.

"Sword potential?!"

Feeling the invisible coercion of heaven and earth pouring in, Sun Wumou and the others wondered inconceivably in their hearts.

And as the amber in Li Yunsheng's hand was pulled out little by little, the power of the sword became stronger and stronger. They seemed to see an invisible vortex in the sky behind Li Yunsheng, and this vortex swept up the clouds all over the sky. go in.

"This is the first form of the Autumn Water Sword Art?!"

Qian Chaosheng's eyes widened.

This was the first time that Li Yunsheng used the Qiushui Sword Art that he understood in front of Qiushuimen people.

"Zheng!"

With a crisp sound, the amber came out of its sheath.

(End of this chapter)