I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 159 Human and Sword Unity, Crazy Comprehension ([-] words)
Fang Qingran and Jia Linger are not ordinary people.

Both of them had extraordinary strength, and they climbed extremely easily and comfortably, and they reached the top of the mountain not long after.

On the lower part of the mountain, a small open space was specially opened up. Seven or eight young men and women in strong clothes shouted and practiced swordsmanship, and there were three little boys beside them who were serious in their horse stances. Trembling, her little face flushed.

The white-haired old man in a simple gray robe sat leaning against the shade of a tree, with two or three kinds of melons and fruits placed in front of him. He occasionally grabbed a melon seed and licked it into his mouth, and then took a sip of the long stick held in his left hand Smoking a pipe, shaking his head, feeling very comfortable.

"Fourth Junior Brother, you have something on your mind.

If your mind has not calmed down, no matter how hard you practice the thirteen meditation postures, it will not produce any effect. "

The warm words like the spring breeze came into Fang Qingran's ears, he looked for the sound, and the young man with a bit of bookishness sighed and said to the dull man with a simple and honest face who was a head shorter than him in front of him.

"Big Brother!"

Jia Linger beside her waved her hand excitedly.

"Is he the big brother?"

Fang Qingran's face moved slightly.

In perception, the spiritual fire breath of the other party is not very strong, only at the high level of a candle.

The old man in gray robe under the shade of the tree was slightly stronger than him, having reached the limit of the Candle Realm.

As for the others, they are basically in the firefly stage, and have not even stepped into the candle state.

To be honest, this is a little bit inconsistent with his expectations of the Wukong Sword Sect.

It stands to reason that the [Wu Nian Wan Yue Po] kendo school, which even the master Nie, who was able to develop the limit of the flame torch, was full of praise for, and was rated as an advanced sword move by Momozhi, shouldn't be limited to this level.

He felt that his imagination of the Wukong Sword Sect was completely subverted by the scene in front of him.

In terms of force value, on the surface, he should be one of the best among so many people present, but even so, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

This seemingly unremarkable anomaly, even the extraordinary powerhouse of the flame torch level has stumbled in it!
Never got up again.

Hearing the young girl's charming voice from a distance, the bookish young man known as the elder brother raised his head, his eyes wandered between the two opposite people for a moment, and he walked up quickly:

"Junior Sister Ling, and..."

His eyes stopped on Fang Qingran:
"Junior Brother Ye."

After greeting, he smiled slightly:
"A few days ago, Junior Brother Ye used the Wushuang sword soul to create the foundation of Wushuang, which was a great joy for our Sword Sect. Unfortunately, I happened to be in retreat a few days ago, so I didn't come out in time to congratulate Junior Brother Ye.

Alas, it was my elder brother's dereliction of duty, and I failed to fulfill my due responsibilities. "

Self-condemned, something appeared out of thin air in his hands.

It is a sword.

The sword is two feet and one inch long, and the blade is made of black iron, emitting a piercing cold light.

"As a sword cultivator, how can you not wear a good sword?
This [Xuanqing Sword] is a high-quality sword that I harvested when I was traveling abroad in the early years.

Today, I just use it as a big brother, congratulations to Junior Brother Ye for your unparalleled foundation!
"Thank you, Big Brother!"

Fang Qingran thanked and took it with both hands.

The blade is cold and a bit hard.

It is a good sword!

Second only to his three big sticks.

The moment he received the Xuanqing Sword, the voice in his ears suddenly seemed far away.

He could only see the elder brother in front of him and Jia Linger's mouth moving, but what they were talking about became no longer so real.

He is currently in a strange and mysterious state where he can't tell the truth.

Touching the blade of the sword, Fang Qingran felt a sense of enlightenment: "I have entered the state of [Unity of Human and Sword]?"

His eyes subconsciously turned to his fellow disciples who were practicing swordsmanship in the open space. This time, when he looked at him, a completely different feeling arose in his heart.

Although he had never practiced the swordsmanship they were practicing, he just glanced at it casually, as if he had disassembled the entire sword move.

The lack of mastery of the same sect, the most reasonable way to exert force, and even how to improve the power of the sword move itself to a higher level, etc., all came to his mind.

Even though he has never practiced that type of sword move, Fang Qingran is confident that he has mastered this move ninety-nine percent!
The remaining one point was not given for the time being considering that there may be a certain difference between the Italian bank and the actual operation.

After all, no matter how rich the theoretical experience is for a man, most of them need to be calibrated many times when they raise their guns for the first time.

Enthusiastically watching the practice of the same sect's sword moves in the open space, Fang Qingran only restrained his eyes when the mysterious feeling of "Unity of Human and Sword" gradually faded away.

I am afraid that no one present could have imagined that in this short period of time, he has completely mastered the thirteen meditation postures that require at least several years of hard work to see certain results.

"In terms of power, it should be in the category of elementary sword moves, but in my mind, it is already a thirteen-style meditation with a new patch.

For now, it shouldn't be a big problem if it surpasses 90.00% of the elementary sword moves. "

He analyzed secretly in his heart, a small white hand suddenly came out and waved in front of his eyes.

Turning her head, she found Jia Ling'er pouting angrily:
"Little brother, did you listen carefully to what I told you just now?"

Fang Qingran nodded immediately.

Seeing this, she showed a satisfied smile, snorted softly, and said to the young man in front of her:
"Eldest brother, you are not allowed to use all your strength in the upcoming exams and rely on your strength to bully the younger brother!
Otherwise, otherwise... I will be angry! "

The senior brother smiled kindly, he didn't look angry at all because of the junior sister's bluffing and threats, and his face showed sincerity:
"Haha, don't worry, sister Ling, I will never use all my strength, absolutely."

As if to show his 'sincerity', he deliberately emphasized a bit on the word 'absolutely'.

"That's good."

On Jia Ling'er's pretty face, the color of laughter reappeared.

"Please, brothers and sisters, please make room."

Turning his head and shouting to the young men and women in the open space, a long sword gleaming with cold light appeared in the palm of the senior brother again. He led Fang Qingran and Jia Ling'er to the shade of the tree, and held the sword salute to the old man:

"Master, please be a supervisor for Junior Brother Ye and me."

The old man was smoking a pipe, raised his eyelids, and spoke softly, without hesitation:

"it is good."

Afterwards, the pipes were respectively pointed at senior brother and Fang Qingran:

"The examination school belongs to the examination school, and the competition belongs to the competition. Between you two brothers, don't hurt the peace."

"Yes!"

The two replied in unison.

After completing a series of procedures, the elder brother came to the vacated space first and stood still, his words were soft and refreshing:
"Junior Brother Ye, as long as you can pass the exam this time, we will pass on Wukong Kendo's advanced inheritance [Three Absolute Swords of Selflessness], and I will pass it on to you instead of Master.

If you want to practice the [Three Absolute Swords of Selflessness], you must practice the [Thirteen Forms of Meditation], which is an introductory martial art, to a level above Dacheng. It is this aspect that I will focus on in the exam.

If you can't calm down and force yourself to practice the "Three Absolute Swords of Selflessness", you will eventually fall into a state of madness!

So, if Junior Brother Ye, your [Thirteen Stances of Meditation] are not enough..."

Eldest Brother didn't continue, but it was self-evident.

Holding the Xuanqing sword in his hand, Fang Qingran came to the opposite side and stood still with a solemn expression.

Staring at the young figure facing him, his heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, from the moment the other party said 'I will never give my best', an extremely violent emotion emerged in his heart, disturbing his mind, making him no longer calm, wishing to rush forward immediately, In desperation, he tore up the smiling and kind young man in front of him.

Fang Qingran forcibly restrained this inexplicable impulse.

The next moment, he regained his state of mind like still water.

This is the 'bonus' brought to him after mastering the thirteen postures of meditation. He can consciously let himself enter a mental state of 'mind like still water' anytime, anywhere, free from external interference.

The thirteen postures of meditation are not a sword move that is good at attacking. Its more essential effect is to pursue the tranquility of the mind and ensure that it can maintain the utmost calmness at any time.

Seeing that Fang Qingran's expression did not change, his composure remained the same, the senior brother raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

Immediately, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes:
"Junior Brother Ye, I wonder if you can show me a little about your [Slaughtering Sword Soul]?"

"[Slaughter Sword Soul]?"

Fang Qingran revealed a faint and shy smile.

If it were someone else, even if they pretended to think about it before, they would probably have to reveal that they were not Ye Qinghuan's true self.

Characters that can be imitated, talents similar to his, can also learn by themselves through observing the thirteen postures of meditation, but there is no such thing as the soul of the sword, and there is no place to pretend if you want to!

This anomalous point just happened to enter a scavenger whose foundation was built by [Slaughter Sword Soul], I am afraid it is lower than the internal erosion of the old site of Qiongmu City and disappears automatically for no reason!

but……

Coincidentally this is not it!
Among the several wisps of unparalleled sword souls in his [Vientiane Sword Soul], there happened to be this [Slaughter Sword Soul]!
The endless murderous aura transformed by Wanxiang Sword Soul shot up from his body, and Fang Qingran performed the thirteen postures of meditation:
"Brother, please advise!"

As soon as the Slaughter Sword Soul came out, not only the peers watching the battle, but even the elderly who had been showing a lack of interest couldn't care less about smoking a pipe and eating melon seeds, and sat up straight seriously, with a glimmer of light in their eyes.

He looked at Fang Qingran, and stroked his gray beard with a smile.

"I will suppress my spiritual fire breath to the same level as yours."

The aura of spiritual fire on the elder brother's body slowly descended to the firefly state. He waved the long sword in his hand, and the familiar sense of tyranny reappeared in Fang Qingran's heart.

"Senior brother's sword soul is the top-grade [Furious Sword Soul]. I think you have experienced the specific effect just now."

He said with a smile:
"Very good, your mastery of the thirteen meditation postures is probably higher than I imagined.

Come on, attack me! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qingran held the Xuanqing Sword in his hand, and in an instant he was already in front of him.

When the sword's edge collided, sparks burst out, and the elder brother let out a small cry, and couldn't help but backed away half a step.

"Good come!"

After admiring, he suddenly exerted strength, knocked away the Xuanqing sword blade, rubbed his body forward, and performed one of the thirteen postures of meditation.

"Although the heart is calm, the original intention of the thirteen meditation styles is not to make us think too much, to look forward and backward, but to calmly grasp every opportunity while being cautious!
Don't hesitate to take the shot, and you will have no regrets when you take the sword! "

When fighting, he still did not forget to give pointers.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The two of them flashed and moved in the open space, and the crisp and sweet symphony was endless.

"The killing intent emanating from the Slaughtering Sword Soul can most affect the spirit, but since the beginning to the present, Senior Brother, it seems that he has never been affected in the slightest...

I'm afraid that ordinary light candle limit transcendents don't have such an indestructible will like an iron wall. "

Slaughtering the sword soul had little effect, Fang Qingran couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart.

What concerned him the most was...

Even if he didn't use the housekeeper's silver stick, his strength under normal conditions is by no means weaker than any early stage or even middle stage of the candle, but the senior brother in front of him seems to be quite capable of parrying...

"Aside from the spiritual fire, I still have attribute bonuses and a golden body of myriad calamities... so what does the elder brother have?"

Thoughts flashed in Fang Qingran's mind, his gaze fell to his eyes passively blending in with the intent of killing, not only he looked like a normal person, but also seemed to be getting more and more energetic, the senior brother with a flushed face, backhanded another sword.

The fierce battle between the two became more intense.

Jia Linger, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was dumbfounded.

Junior brother... when did he become so strong?
Is the blessing of Wushuang Sword Soul so high?

Before forging the unparalleled foundation, she occasionally had to give way to her younger brother during the sparring!
Her big beautiful eyes stared at the battle situation without blinking, a strange color appeared in her eyes, and she vigorously waved her small fist:
"Junior brother, come on!!"

The sound of the girl's cheering and cheering came to his ears, and just as Fang Qingran was about to attack again, the elder brother suddenly took a small step back, put the sword back into its sheath, and restrained his momentum:

"You don't need to take the school exam anymore, Junior Brother Ye, you are fully qualified to start the cultivation of [Three Absolute Swords of Selflessness]."

There was a bit of self-deprecation in his tone:
"I underestimated Junior Brother Ye. Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Ye, your attainments in the thirteen meditation styles are already higher than mine!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the fellow spectators were stunned, thinking that they had heard the wrong words.

The attainment of the thirteen meditation postures of the junior brother is already higher than that of the senior brother?
Doesn't this mean that the level of the thirteen meditation postures of the younger brother has surpassed all the disciples of the sect, and is second only to the master and his elders? !

Their first reaction was that it was impossible, without one exception.

Thinking of the character of the elder brother, knowing that he would never lie, they made eye contact with each other in disbelief.

At this moment, the old man's laughter broke the silence on the mountain:
"Good, good, good!"

After saying the word "good" three times, the old man floated out of the shade of the tree, and walked to the center of the venue a few steps, looking at Fang Qingran, he couldn't help but rejoice:
"Ye Qinghuan, after today's morning practice, come to my quiet room!"

The old man put his heart and soul into the young man in front of him, but he didn't realize that the bookish young man who stood respectfully behind him also had an unfathomable color in his eyes.

　See Chapter 117 for Killing Sword Soul

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