Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 21

Maoshi is on time, and then go to the Changfeng Pavilion.

Li Hanyi was already waiting, maybe because of the pressure brought by Confucian Sword Immortal, she taught even more severely today.

"The water-stopping swordsmanship is the third level. Mountains are still mountains, water is still water, why?"

Xiao Luo thought for a moment: "The first part is to see that mountains are mountains, and waters are water. It is about the sword moves of the Water-Stopping Swordsmanship. Follow the rules and practice the moves to perfection."

"Well."

"The second level is to see that mountains are not mountains, and to see water is not water. It talks about the sword intent of Zhishui swordsmanship. The sword is in the mind, and the intent is outside the sword."

"Of course."

"The third stage is to see mountains as mountains, and see water as water. It should be about the sword soul of Zhishui swordsmanship. Use the soul to control the sword and let it develop. It stretches for thousands of miles and is endless."

Hearing Xiao Luo's answer, Li Hanyi's cold face couldn't help but glow.

"It took me five years to realize the sword soul, but you only took five months. Xiao Luo, you are really a talent for practicing martial arts!"

"Thank you, sister, please advise."

After calling my sister last night, it became much smoother to call again.

Li Hanyi suppressed the excitement in his heart, and summoned Iron Horse Binghe: "Xiao Luo, strike the sword!"

"knock!"

"The first form of the third level of the water-stopping swordsmanship, thousands of miles towards the sea!"

To the east is the Jieshi to view the sea.The water He Dandan, and the mountain islands stand upright.

The journey of the sun and the moon, if you go out of it; if the stars are brilliant, if you go out of it.

This style of sword soul is magnificent, majestic, vast, with the world in mind, and the sword reaches thousands of miles.

Xiao Luo tapped his sword and bowed to the East China Sea.

In the past, Emperor Wu of Wei was also a scholar of the aristocratic family. He knew the art of war, was good at poetry and prose, and was good at calligraphy.

Later, he was an important minister of the Han Dynasty. He employed people on their merits, restrained the powerful, and after unifying the north, he built water conservancy and restored agricultural production. The Han Dynasty survived for decades.

Over the years, he fought in person, defeating Yuan Shu, Tao Qian, and Lu Bu one after another.

In the Battle of Guandu, Yuan Shao's main force was defeated, and then he attacked Wuhuan in the north, took Hanzhong himself, and forced an emergency landing in Jingzhou.

Xiao Luoyao thought of Wei Wu's Wenzhi and martial arts, admired him in his heart, and unconsciously let out a loud roar, his sword intent was soaring, and he went straight to thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, Cangshan trembled, and Erhai Lake stirred up huge waves.

Li Hanyi was taken aback, he didn't expect that Xiao Luo's first sword would cause the world to feel a sense.

Not missing the opportunity, she immediately swung her second sword: "The third and second form of the Zhishui swordsmanship, breaking the green mountains in one world!"

The green hills stretch endlessly, and the green hills are everywhere.

It starts from Penglai Xiandao in the east, reaches the majestic Kunlun in the west, embraces Yanyue Hanfeng in the north, and connects Shiwancongling in the south.

Xiao Luo drew out his sword, Cangshan bowed his head, Mingchuan and Dashan bowed their heads under the sword.

"The third level and third form of the water-stopping swordsmanship, Xiaoxiang Fuyeyu!"

Cen Cen Xiangjiang trees, desolate Chutian Road.

The fishing lights are dark, the guests dream back, and the lonely boat is thousands of miles away from home at five o'clock.

The third type of sword soul is loneliness, the world is against the journey, and my sword is alone.

"The third level and the fourth form of the water-stopping swordsmanship, the wind and cloud reach the sky!"

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!
Ander warrior Xi guards the Quartet!

This is the ambition of the ancestors, the ambition of the hero, and the ambition of emperors throughout the ages.

Xiao Luo's sword soul was born from Wei Wu, and now he has become stronger from Gao Zu, and the will of the world is all in the sword.

With a roar, he flew up and stepped on the spring rain.

Swordsmanship!
Li Hanyi stared blankly, as a first-rank martial artist, he controlled the sword of Xiaoyaojing.

He overturned the world's common sense about martial arts. At this moment, Li Hanyi couldn't help but think of Confucian swordsman's words.

Perhaps, he is really the one who killed the world and destroyed the nations.

He has learned all the sword moves.

Sword intent, he has comprehended.

Sword Soul, he has been born.

Everything that should be taught is taught, and everything that should not be taught is also taught.

Whether the remaining last sword can be realized is a matter of heaven.

Li Hanyi suddenly smiled lightly, putting aside all his troubles, and even gave birth to a trace of pride.

The young man in front of her was taught by her, Li Hanyi. Even if she becomes an enemy of the whole world in the future, she will stand by his side.

In the small courtyard, Confucian sword fairy Xie Xuan sensed the sword intent from Cangshan.

"The sword soul has been born, God's will, God's will."

"Old teacher, back then you persuaded Emperor Ming to kill him and asked me to educate him. Is it a wise choice or a wrong choice?"

Uncle Dumb listened to Xie Xuan's exclamation, but couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, and couldn't help raising his head again and again to see the majestic sword intent in the sky.

Xueyun City, Gun Immortal Mansion.

Xiao Han suddenly walked out of the account room and looked at Cangshan thoughtfully.

"Hey, Boss Xiao, can you see a flower in the sky?"

Lei Wujie drew his sword while squatting on horseback.

Today he has pulled out [-] times, and there are still [-] times to go.

"Hehe, someone gave birth to a sword soul."

Lei Wujie was puzzled: "What is Sword Soul?"

Xiao Han replied lightly: "With the sword soul, you can step into the ranks of sword immortals, and the future sword immortals will be born."

"I do not know how?"

Xiao Han looked at Lei Wujie like an idiot: "Are you the descendant of Jianzhong, the descendant of Leimen?"

Lei Wujie continued to draw his sword: "What does this have to do with Sword Soul?"

Xiao Han glanced at him, and didn't bother to answer.

At this time, Sikong Qianruo ran over: "That's right, what does Lei Wujie's background have to do with Sword Soul?"

Here comes another idiot.

But this idiot is cuter.

Xiao Han smiled and said: "Do you know that there are millions of sword cultivators in Beili, why are there only five sword immortals?"

Qianruo rushed to answer: "Because it's difficult."

"Where is the difficulty?"

"It's difficult, there is only one Spear Fairy in the world."

Lei Wujie nodded: "I agree with what Qianruo said."

Xiao Han had no choice but to point his fingers at the two of them: "Your father, your master, didn't you explain the theoretical part when teaching you Kung Fu?"

"Don't talk."

This time the two spoke in unison.

Xiao Han believes that whether it is Sikong Gunxian or Lei Hong, it's not that they don't talk about it, but they don't understand it.

"The four realms of martial arts are the basis for becoming a Sword Immortal. You must go from the Vajra Ordinary Realm, to the Freedom Realm, and then to the Happy Heaven Realm. Only after you break through the Happy Heaven Realm, can you become a Sword Immortal."

"I thought Xiaoyao Tianjing were all sword immortals."

"No, apart from realm, to become a Sword Immortal, one must have a Sword Soul."

Soul of Sword?

Both Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianruo heard of it for the first time.

"Sword cultivation, in addition to the sword move and sword style, only after comprehending the true meaning of the sword can you give birth to the sword soul."

Qianruo couldn't help interrupting Xiao Han: "What is a sword soul?"

"Everyone's sword soul is different. For example, the sword soul of Confucian Sword Immortal is the awe-inspiring righteousness condensed in the scroll; the sword soul of Xueyue Sword Immortal is the ultimate frost of Kunlun Xuefeng."

Lei Wujie looked at the Killing Sword in his hand, and guessed: "Then my future sword soul should be the strongest flame."

Qianruo made a grimace: "You have been drawing the sword for several months, but you haven't learned any sword moves. I don't think you will be able to train the sword soul in 100 years."

"Smelly girl, this is the teaching of Xueyun Sword Immortal. She said that as long as I draw the sword for a year, I can learn the Zhishui swordsmanship."

"But Xiao Luo's Zhishui swordsmanship has reached the second level!"

"No, it's the third level."

Xiao Han stared in the direction of Cangshan Mountain again. The echo of the mountain and the turbulence of the sea meant that he had comprehended the third level.

(End of this chapter)