Family cultivation: I am the reincarnation of an ancestor

Chapter 159 The Right Way of Swordsmanship, Yan Qinghan’s Path

Yan Qinghan is 25 years old and is also at the eighth level of Qi training.

Her appearance is not gorgeous, she is just an ordinary, delicate woman with phoenix eyes and thin lips, and her black hair is neatly tied around her slender waist.

I don’t know if Yan Qingxuan is unlucky or lucky.

In the two games he fought, his opponents were all outstanding members of the Yan family.

They are all existences that will definitely enter the top ten.

"Yan Qinghan."

"Yan Qingxuan."

Both sides announced their names and then saluted.

This is where the competition begins.

"bass--"

A flash of silver light flashed, and Yan Qinghan transformed into sword light and instantly came to Yan Qingxuan's side.

The attack launched by the female sword cultivator was very fast, and it would be difficult for ordinary Qi cultivators to react, but the latter was obviously not within this category.

"Ding--"

The crisp sound of metal clashing sounded.

After all, Yan Qingxuan was only at the seventh level of Qi training, and his hands were still numb due to the powerful concussive force.

But the other party didn't feel well either. Huang Ye Jian's withering intention had already attached itself to Yan Qinghan, which forced him to retreat quickly.

Within one round, Yan Qingxuan had the upper hand.

It was also during this fight that he, with his vicious eyes, discovered a problem with the female swordsman's sword practice.

Yan Qinghan reminded Yan Qingxuan of a tribesman.

That is Yan Xinqiong, who also appeared in Yan He's competition.

This woman also used kendo at that time, and it was a masculine sword.

But Yan Qinghan is different, it is a feminine sword. In fact, this is also a sword style suitable for women.

In addition, Yan Qinghan's talent in swordsmanship is also very good. His sword moves are precise and precise. Whether it is the posture of the move or the matching bodywork, he has done his best.

But there is a fatal problem.

That is the lack of artistic conception.

There is no soul in Yan Qinghan's swordsmanship, just the application of moves.

He is not like a cultivator, but more like an innate warrior in the world.

Within one glance, Yan Qingxuan knew that the other party's path was crooked.

And he is still able to achieve something even when the road is crooked, which shows that he does have talent.

This made Yan Qingxuan want to give guidance again.

And it just so happened that he wanted to try his strongest sword, Qiushui Sword.

In the competition arena, Yan Qinghan raised her eyebrows sharply, and a chill hit her from all directions, completely wrapping her up.

The whole person felt like he was trapped in an ice cellar.

Not only that, the scenery in front of her seemed to have changed dramatically.

All the clansmen in the field disappeared.

What replaced it was a depressing scene of autumn leaves sweeping away leaves.

Yan Qinghan didn't know what happened and stood there blankly.

There was an idea in her mind at this moment. This was the vision caused by Yan Qingxuan's sword.

The opponent's swordsmanship strength is far superior to hers.

Facing this avenue of swordsmanship, Yan Qinghan suddenly realized that the path he had taken before was completely wrong.

……

"What mood is this?"

On the seat, Yan Xinkang, who was watching the fight between Yan Qingxuan and Yan Qinghan, suddenly stood up.

His eyes were completely focused on Yan Qingxuan.

But when I came to the Jindan realm, I already had a deep understanding of the artistic conception.

Golden elixir monks not only test their use of evil spirits, but also use their artistic conception to measure their strength.

Yan Xinkang's eyes flashed with disbelief. He had heard that there were monastic geniuses who could master some advanced artistic conceptions at a low level of cultivation, but Yan Qingxuan's situation was obviously not just advanced.

The latter has expanded from depth to breadth. This can no longer be called artistic conception, but image is more appropriate.

"It seems that my judgment on Yan Qingxuan will be improved again." Yan Xinkang sat back in his seat and whispered to himself.

As for other high-level forces, some did not see the artistic conception problem, while others did.But whether they saw it or not, what they were focusing on was another matter.

"Is Yan Qingxuan instructing others again?"

"The relationship between the younger generations of the Yan family is so harmonious!"

"Let's not talk about Yan Qingxuan's intellectual talent. This alone can make people think highly of him."

Compared to Yan Qingxuan's sword intent, the Hai family and Kunlun sect were more concerned about his actions in guiding female sword cultivators.

You know, this is still a competition.

Moreover, this competition is related to whether he can be selected to become a monk sent by his family to the Central Plains for training.

This means the future.

In other words, Yan Qingxuan and Yan Qinghan are direct competitors at this moment.

If the two of them hadn't shared the same surname, Yan, and shared a bloodline, they might have fought to the death for the chance.

There is no time to guide others and improve their strength.

The senior executives saw selflessness and dedication in the Yan family.

This is what a family needs most.

Hai Chongyang was very envious at this moment.

At the same time, he also understood the reason why outstanding descendants of the Yan family appeared one after another.

They help each other, learn from each other, and promote each other, rather than truly competing.

Let me ask, if all the clan members are like this, why can’t geniuses be born?
And the other side.

I don't know how much time passed, but after Yan Qinghan came to his senses, he still didn't wait for the due attack.

The image dispersed, and she only saw her clan brother Yan Qingxuan, standing in the distance with a sword in one hand.

"Where is your path?"

This sentence was asked by Yan Qingxuan.

The girl who was asked was once again lost in thought.

There were not many swordsmen in the Yan family, and the most accomplished one was Yan Xinqiong, but it was a pity that he died young while being recruited by the Qingshui Sect.

This also led to the Yan family's main lineage, that is, the Qiushuiling lineage, to have a lapse in the inheritance of swordsmanship, and the younger generations had no one to guide them. This was also the reason why Yan Qinghan did not know the importance of artistic conception.

Her swordsmanship was learned bit by bit by herself.

But now Yan Qingxuan opened the door to the way of swordsmanship for her, making her suddenly enlightened and enlightened.

The artistic conception of sword cultivator is also related to the direction of its progress, which is why Yan Qingxuan asked so.

"my way?"

The soft girl murmured.

At this moment, two figures flashed through her mind.

One of them is Yan Xinqiong. This memory is very vague because she was still young at the time.

I only remember the resolute back of my grandma when she left.

Later, she learned that the mission she performed was almost a certain death situation.

At that time, the Yan family had many candidates, but Yan Xinqiong defied all opinions and stepped forward to go alone.

Therefore, that back view has always been imprinted in Yan Qinghan's heart, which is also the reason why she practices swordsmanship.

The other person is Yan Lingyu, the ancestor of the Yan family who has truly shouldered the responsibility of a generation.

Unfortunately, the former was no longer around when Yan Qinghan was born, but his deeds and portraits have always been talked about and observed by the tribe.

In the end, the fate of this ancestor of the Yan family was the same as that of Yan Xinqiong.

Then, Yan Qinghan thought of a deed that all members of the Yan family would remember, which was the heroic self-destruction of Yan Jieliang, Yan Jiokuan and others during the battle between Yan and Zhang.

Why are they willing to risk their lives to do things that have little benefit to themselves?
Maybe it's love.

Love family, love people.

The young Yan Qinghan also wanted to be like them.

This is a belief she has had since she was a child.

This is the path she is taking now.

Suddenly, Yan Qinghan's temperament changed dramatically.

Her eyes shone with light, and she said in a glorious voice: "Brother Qingxuan Clan, please accompany me to test the sword!"

Yan Qingxuan didn't know what the girl had understood, so he just drew his sword.

When the other person is led on the right track, he feels relieved.

(End of this chapter)