Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 63
The next day was surprisingly clear, but Song Qing's mood was surprisingly disturbed, not because of anything else, but because he was woken up by Tianlang when he was still sleeping comfortably.

"Tianlang, what kind of insanity have you gone, and you still want to let people sleep peacefully?"

Song Qing yawned and complained casually. Maybe because he was woken up early in the morning, he even forgot about the sound transmission that Tianlang explained before.

"It's natural to ask you to do something, otherwise I wouldn't be bothered to teach you, a lazy pig, to get up."

Tianlang said something disdainfully, as if it was the latter's great honor to be called Song Qing.

"Well, why bother to be so serious? Naturally, Tianlang, I know that you have big things to do. If you have anything to say, just talk about it. I'll see if you can get back to sleep after you finish talking."

Song Qing waved his hands casually, and seemed to be saying helplessly, of course, there was more or less an element of wanting to anger Sirius.

"Here, you can read it for yourself. This is the sword control technique I modified for you. You can read it for yourself. Don't ask me if you don't understand anything."

Tianlang seemed to be really angry with Song Qing, and said something unhappily, and then a white light shot out of Song Qing's body, and the scroll of jade appeared on Song Qing's bed last night.

"Improved Yujianshu? Let me see."

Seeing the jade slip, Song Qing picked it up casually, read a sentence, and then stuck the jade slip to his forehead, and began to read the content on the jade slip with his spiritual sense.

"Huh? What does it mean to turn a sword into a thought? Tianlang."

After reading for a while, Song Qing realized something he didn't understand, so he asked Tianlang casually, but after a long time, he didn't hear back from Tianlang.

"Tianlang?"

After waiting for a long time but not hearing from Tianlang, Song Qing couldn't help being confused, so he sent another sentence to him.

"Don't bother me, I've already said don't ask me, just figure it out for yourself."

This time, Tianlang's voice came soon, but it was not because of the confusion in Song Qing's heart, but to let the latter not disturb him, it was just strange that he didn't directly block Song Qing's words.

"How can I not bother you? You leave these questions behind and don't care about them. Tell me quickly, so hello me, hello everyone."

Only then did Song realize that he had made Tianlang angry just now, and he couldn't help saying "stingy" in his heart, but is it possible for him not to annoy Tianlang? Right after Tianlang finished speaking, Song Qing asked him Non-stop sound transmission, a deadpan rhythm.

"Turning the sword into a mind means that you don't have a sword in your hand, but you have a sword in your heart, and attack others with a sword without a sword."

Finally, Tianlang seemed to be annoyed by Song Qing and couldn't stand it anymore, so he spoke.

"I don't have a sword in my hand, but I have a sword in my heart? What is this? Tianlang, please don't be tricky, just make it clear."

Hearing Tianlang's words, Song Qing whispered it first, then asked another question, and finally reminded him.

"Simply speaking, it is sword energy, but this is only a superficial term. To be precise, it is a state. After reaching this state, even if there is no spirit sword in hand, then he is extremely sharp. Comparably, this kind of realm can only be felt but cannot be conveyed in words, and you need to experience it slowly.”

This time Tianlang was no longer the same as before, he told Song Qing a lot at length, but if he talked about the state of "no sword in hand, sword in heart", he couldn't explain it in words. I also realized that what I wrote seems to be too profound.

Just imagine, what state is Song Qing at this time?At this moment, he is just a kid at the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he is just getting started with Sword Cultivator. It is too early to give him the realm of Sword Cultivator.

"A realm..."

When Tianlang said that it can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, Song Qing seemed to understand a little bit, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

"Isn't this just like when you fight with people before, you don't have a weapon in your hand, but if you fight well, you can beat anyone, even if someone has a weapon. Sword' bar."

Song Qing couldn't help recalling the fights with people in the village in the past, and felt sad when thinking about these, so he didn't say what he was thinking.

"Xiaoqing, don't think about it, you will realize it slowly in the future."

Tianlang noticed a trace of sadness in Song Qing's heart, thinking that the latter was troubled because he couldn't understand the realm, so he comforted him.

"Ah."

Song Qing didn't distinguish because of his depressed mood, but just nodded slightly in response.

"Okay, Xiaoqing, you can read this volume of Yujianshu which I have revised now, and if you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me, while I have time now."

Seeing Song Qing's answer, Tianlang said something with a smile, and then hid his voice in order not to disturb Song Qing.

Song Qing listened to Tianlang's words, and began to calm down the depressed emotions in his heart, and then stuck the jade slip on his forehead again, a tiny spiritual consciousness gushed out from the Niwan Palace, and entered the chest in his hand through the center of his eyebrows. Yujian, that sword formula suddenly came to mind again.

This time Song Qing was not like before, but he finished watching the Sword Controlling Technique in one go. It took about three quarters of an hour before he broke away from the spiritual sea, and then all the questions accumulated in his heart faced the sky. Lang asked, and Tian Lang couldn't bear to be bothered, and explained one by one in an orderly manner.

In this way, another quarter of an hour passed, and Song Qing was still sitting on his bed, listening with relish and not wanting to get up at all.

"Okay, that's all, Xiaoqing. Do you have any questions?"

Three quarters of an hour later, Tianlang finally explained all of Song Qing's questions, and then asked Song Qing a question.

"Well, it's gone now, thank you, Tianlang."

Song Qiong nodded contentedly, stretched her waist, and then thanked Tianlang.

"That's good, I'm going to practice first, and you should get up quickly."

Knowing that Song Qing has no problems now, Tianlang said casually, and then hid directly, it seems that he has practiced again in the Langye Sword.

"It's okay to get up, but..."

Song Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the jade slip in his hand, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, then he put the jade slip aside, picked up the disciple's uniform beside him and put it on.

Not long after, Song Qing had already put on his disciple's clothes and finished washing, but he didn't leave the room, but turned on the bed again, and sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a sword formula with each hand, Already practiced again.

But it's true, now that Song Qing has given him the new sword control technique modified by Tianlang, how can he not practice it?

And when Song Qing was concentrating on practicing the new swordsmanship, a new day for Bieyuan, the outer disciple of Wanjianmen, also began.

(End of this chapter)