Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 103 Clumsy Realm
"It's in the "Introduction", you can study it yourself after reading it." Ming Qitian said, "Simply speaking, your [Yuntian Covers Eyes and Lost Feathers] is a sword of the state of mind, and the senior Yue may have already advanced. Enter the 'Tao' realm."

"Then I can learn this sword..."

"If you ask me, you just learned its moves and realized its meaning, but the 'heart' that represents the limit was only opened once by you in that situation. Later, when you left that situation, Using this sword again is just the aftertaste of that state of mind." Ming Qitian said, "Because there is an obvious sign of the state of mind, that is, a sword heart will appear in your mind state."

"..."

"With this sword heart, you can use the sword of the 'heart' realm at any time. Without the sword heart, you can only have the opportunity to touch it in that completely compatible situation."

"Then I haven't learned it?"

"That's not to say, you have already reached its deepest point, but you just lack the necessary conditions to stay there. You can use it, but you just can't exert its full power yet."

"Oh."

Pei Ye probably understood a little bit - he could cover the enemy's five senses with this move and make him unprepared, but when Grandpa Yue used this sword that day, he could feel as if his mind was immersed in the cold, dark and oppressive deep sea from afar.

Compared to temporarily depriving the enemy of five senses, that is obviously the true meaning of this sword.

"Miss Ming, what is the state of my sword?" Pei Ye asked.

"You didn't come here strictly according to this state. On the one hand, you haven't even stepped into the humble state, but on the other hand, it took you two years to realize the sword-style sword intent, and even set foot in the 'heart' state once. .”

Yes, Pei Ye understood.What Ming Qitian just said is a realm of swordsmanship recognized by famous and decent sects, but the masters of Fenghuai Martial Arts School have no access to it. Although Grandpa Yue is already at the top, his sword is not so step-by-step.

"Then, these days I try my best to get into the awkward situation?"

Ming Qitian shook her head: "You can step in today. You already have the conditions, but you lack this understanding."

Pei Ye frowned and thought: "Yes, I feel that I have done everything in place, and I can command it like an arm...then, what else is missing?"

"'Zhuo' is the control of the sword, you just need to realize one thing - what you master is not the sword move, let alone let the sword move control you, what you master is the sword itself."

Pei Ye suddenly realized.

He has achieved all the sword moves required by "Zhuo", such as proficiency in arm commands, and accurate movement of strength, the only thing missing is the so-called "Samadhi of obtaining the sword".

In fact, he does not lack this understanding. Now that he realizes the doorway, he naturally stands in front of the door of this realm.

Pei Ye weighed the sword in his hand, eager to try.

Ming Qitian said: "Use the door-opening sword again."

Pei Ye came again with the sword in hand, this time he intended to practice what he had just realized.

In the past few years, he had practiced his sword moves hundreds of times, and his standard and beautiful skills seemed to be copied from the sword manual. This was of course the best display of his sword skills.

But at this time, Pei Ye realized that everyone is different from height to personality. How can he practice according to the same template?And when facing an enemy, it is not always necessary to "give your best performance", nor can you achieve "your best performance" at any time.

When you have enough control over the sword, your body will naturally feel the most comfortable and suitable "point".The strength of his movements will be slightly adjusted, and the sword moves will still be the same, but it is already a move that perfectly suits his body.Only then can the maximum potential of a sword move be unleashed.

This is the state of clumsiness.

At this time, Pei Ye used the sword to open the door again. He was still skilled in the standard, but the subtleties were indeed different, and it looked much smoother and more natural.

And in Pei Ye's own feeling, every sword is more powerful, the force is smaller, and the force is greater.

After finishing a set, Ming Qitian nodded: "That's exactly what I mean, but your sword is still a little erratic, and sometimes it falls back into the deadlock. You need to seriously grasp this feeling, practice more, and turn it into a new one." It becomes an instinct.”

Pei Ye nodded, he felt the same way.I immediately wanted to practice it again, planning to adjust the opening sword and then spread this feeling to all my sword skills.Ming Qitian stopped him, broke off a twig from the jujube tree, and shook it gently: "Next, just use everything you have learned to attack me. Only in actual combat can you make the fastest progress." .”

Pei Ye thanked him and shot a cold light towards him.

For the next whole afternoon, Pei Ye spent the fight with Ming Qitian. Pei Ye didn't know whether it was the "actual combat" that made such rapid advances, or the subtle guidance of the woman on the other side was too magical and precise. After one move, he felt that his sword was more comfortable.

A sword fight that goes on without stopping.

It was like a sudden epiphany.

When he stopped panting for breath, he really felt that he had steadily stepped on the "clumsy" step.

If the old man's Flying Goose Sword Style on a Snowy Night poked a hole in his upper limit of swordsmanship, then Ming Qitian's teaching today built a broad platform for his lower limit.

Humble situation.

Pei Ye returned the sword to its sheath with some hesitation. Before, he had only roughly known that he seemed to have some achievements with the sword, but he didn't know the specific details or what level he would get outside.

After this afternoon, he has grasped his sword skill steadily, and he will not be arrogant, nor will he belittle himself.

"Miss Ming, thank you very much." Pei Ye poured a large ladle of well water into his throat, wiped his mouth and said, "Are you leaving today?"

Ming Qitian nodded: "I'll leave tonight and come back in about a month. But before I leave, I still have something to ask for your help."

"what?"

"It's about Liuli."

Pei Ye had long noticed that she did not carry the famous sword today: "Where is it?"

"Zhu Gaoyang wanted to take a look, so I left it at the county government office."

"..."

Ming Qitian slowly opened his palm to the sky. After just one breath, a stream of shadow swept down from the sky and stopped lightly and steadily in Ming Qitian's hand.

It was Heart-Chopping Glass.

Pei Ye looked down. This was the first time he had observed the sword in such detail.

The whole body of this sword is shallow and translucent, just like carved glass, but even the best colored glass looks stiff and dead in front of it, and lacks the unique sense of agility.

This sword is not a standard long sword. Its handle is longer, one finger longer than the one in Pei Ye's hand.The sword grid is extremely short and almost invisible. Only a boundary between the sword body and the hilt can be seen.

The sword body is slender and straight, but it is not as straight and smooth as a steel sword, it is more like an ice edge hanging down, clear and smooth, but not regular - it is grown, not polished .

It is also edged on both sides.

Its clear color is like ice in water when placed in the air, and it is even a little difficult to distinguish.And on the central axis of the glazed ice jade sword, close to the sword grid, there is a small, delicate red bead buried inside the sword, which is blurred and distorted by the clear sword.

Several slender and beautiful red lines spread out from the red bead, adding a touch of sophistication to this Bai Leng sword.

It's really a beautiful sword. The first time Pei Ye saw it, he unconsciously opened his mouth.

However, now, this snowy plum-like sword seems to be infected by evil. The sharp blue ice crystals are glowing with fluorescence, trembling in the sword like parasites.

(End of this chapter)