Great Sword Master

"The sword... may be light, heavy, strong, soft..."

"But... in essence, the sword is sharp..."

Different people will have different understandings of the six-foot six-inch sword left by the founder of the Biling Palace, and their understanding is closely related to their personal understanding, wisdom, experience, cognition, and everything else.

There is no such thing as who is right and who is wrong.

There is no such thing as who has a better understanding and who has a worse understanding.

Because the strength and weakness of many things are actually closely related to individuals.

A magic weapon in the hands of a weak chicken can only chop vegetables and melons. Facing a strong enemy, it is difficult to pose much threat, and it may even become a hindrance to oneself.

On the contrary, a rusty iron sword in the hands of a sword master can also become a killing weapon and a sharp weapon.

Ten people, all of them are sword-wielding geniuses, with extraordinary talents and potential in sword-wielding, one better than the other, and the Dao sword left by the ancestors of Biling Palace is not deliberately mysterious, after all, it is left for the younger generation of geniuses of Biling Palace.

In this way, it will naturally not be deliberately made too profound and obscure.

Of course, it is also impossible to make it easy to understand.

After all, the more advanced the sword-wielding realm is, the more advanced its essence is. No matter how it is simplified, the threshold is there. Therefore, if you want to comprehend, you need to have enough foundation, talent and potential, otherwise it will just be confused and waste opportunities.

Everyone has their own understanding under observation.

Understanding is inspiration, like a spring trickling, constantly flowing out.

Inspiration frequently appears in Chen Feng's mind.

That inspiration is just like a flash of sword light, crossing the darkness in the sea of ​​consciousness, leaving countless crisscrossing traces in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Each trace symbolizes a kind of understanding of Chen Feng.

But, not all understandings are useful.

Chen Feng's own comprehension and wisdom are the best of all. With the opening of the super divine state, he can exert his power to the limit. With the support of the divine talisman of creation, he has further risen to a higher level.

In this state, coupled with Chen Feng's unparalleled talent and foundation in swordsmanship.

Inspiration flashes all the time, just like a grand meteor shower.

If other people knew that Chen Feng's comprehension was like this, I don't know how envious they would be.

Continuously comprehending, Chen Feng also searches among these inspirations, taking the essence and removing the dross, and integrating the essence of the comprehension into himself.

As Chen Feng's comprehension of swordsmanship becomes more and more profound, only a ray of sword light flashes, instantly crossing the darkness of the sea of ​​consciousness, and quickly rushing towards Chen Feng's four-foot sword suspended above the 380-foot square pool of Dao power like a swallow flying into its nest.

Clang!

As the wisps of sword light rushed in, they entered the four-foot sword like a swallow returning to its nest. The four-foot sword trembled gently, and suddenly emitted a melodious and high-pitched sword sound, full of joy.

The sword light flickered and changed constantly.

Chen Feng's sword art is the sword art of creation.

The creator, Zhong Tiandi Lingxiu, covers thousands of things, is very mysterious, and is absolutely incomparable to ordinary avenues. It can be said to be above all ways. Its lofty intention is extremely amazing. Even Chen Feng, as the master of the sword art of creation, has only mastered the fur and tapped some potential.

Such a profound sword art of creation naturally has no specific color.

Gorgeous!

The sword light is infinite and unpredictable.

In the tremor, the four-foot sword of creation suddenly gradually increased at a slow speed, and the sword power it exuded also gradually increased.

Time passed slowly.

The opening time of the spirit sword realm is twelve hours, which is exactly a whole day.

In a blink of an eye, ten hours had passed.

The ten geniuses who were observing the Dao Sword and comprehending the mysteries of the Dao of Sword had a wave of sword intent, which was more condensed and more powerful than before they entered. It was obvious that each of them was comprehending and getting a lot of benefits.

Clang!

A high-pitched sword sound suddenly came from Teng Qingjian's body.

Like a divine sword unsheathed, an extremely astonishing sword power burst out in an instant, rising into the sky in an instant, as if to penetrate and smash everything.

Getting stronger!

It seemed that a sword shadow appeared above Teng Qingjian's head, and the sword power was magnificent.

Immediately, Teng Qingjian took a step forward, breaking through the endless and astonishing sword power like a tsunami, and immediately took another step forward, directly stepping into the range of 900 meters.

Not only that, Teng Qingjian's steps continued to move forward.

In an instant, the three Dao Fruit Realm sword cultivators behind him all showed surprised expressions.

Although they had made considerable gains within ten hours, it did not bring about a qualitative change.

The Dao sword left by the ancestors does contain unfathomable swordsmanship, and it is not particularly difficult to comprehend it, at least with their comprehension, wisdom and foundation, it is not a problem to comprehend it.

However, it is also extremely difficult to have a qualitative change in just twelve hours.

Of course, they can't do it, but it doesn't mean that others can't do it.

Teng Qingjian did it.

Sword intent... broke the limit three times!

First, he was defeated by Chen Feng, which made him sober up and realize that he was not strong enough. The so-called first person in the Dao Fruit Realm of the Biling Palace was ultimately a water. After thinking it over, he set out to experience and broke into the Yinming Territory to sharpen himself. After experiencing life and death crises, he also unknowingly further stimulated and tapped his potential.

He also further saw how powerful Chen Feng's swordsmanship was.

Although all these experiences nearly resulted in his death, they also allowed Teng Qingjian's potential to be further tapped.

After returning to Biling Palace, he began to practice in seclusion and sort out his gains.

Now, with the opportunity to comprehend the Dao Sword of the ancestors, he gained a little opportunity, and took that step with his accumulated strength, so he could break the limit of his sword intent three times.

Surpass!

The sword intent that broke the limit three times has surpassed the past, and it is a level that he dared not imagine before.

At the same time, Teng Qingjian also had a feeling.

Limit!

After the sword intent broke the limit three times, he reached the real limit. It can be said that his potential in the Dao Fruit Realm has been thoroughly excavated and squeezed out, and there is no possibility of further progress.

In other words, the next step, he can only seek a breakthrough.

Dao Lord Realm!

"I'm really unwilling..."

Teng Qingjian stepped forward step by step under the increasingly powerful sword power, and his eyes moved from the six-foot-six-inch Dao Sword to the slender and agile figure about three hundred meters away from the Dao Sword, and a trace of unwillingness flashed again.

Although, Teng Qingjian has already recognized one thing, that is, he cannot compare with Chen Feng.

There is not even a slight possibility of competing.

But to be honest, as a top peerless genius, he has a heart to compete no matter what. Even if he knows that he is not as good as him, he still has the fighting spirit to catch up.

In an instant, a shocking sword sound suddenly sounded, followed by an extremely strong sword power.

But I saw that above Han Zhen's head, a series of sword shadows appeared.

Three feet and nine inches!

That is Han Zhen's own sword level, and it is also his sword level at this moment.

But now, along with the continuous sound of high-pitched sword sounds, there are also sword intentions that are stirring, becoming more and more powerful, and the sword power is rising like a rising tide. The sword shadow trembles with it, and the next breath, the sword shadow grows from three feet and nine inches.

It seems very subtle, but everyone can see it clearly.

One point!

Two points!

Three points!

The Dao Sword Shadow gradually improved, which meant that Han Zhen's sword attainments were also constantly improving.

Three feet, nine inches and nine!

The Dao Sword Shadow seemed to be further condensed, and the sword power it exuded was further improved, becoming more and more powerful.

Time passed!

The stronger the sword power, the more it finally burst out. The sound of the sword suddenly became extremely strong in an instant, just like the heavenly swords fighting in the world, shaking the world, and bursts of light also shot out from the Dao Sword Shadow.

Four feet!

The Dao Sword Shadow jumped to the four-foot level, and the sword power roared in all directions like a storm.

King level!

This kind of sword power suddenly jumped from the Marquis level to the King level. Such a powerful sword intention made Han Zhenqing laugh out loud.

God knows, how many years has he been stuck at the top Marquis level?

Even if it is not a hundred years, it is close.

Before, I didn't know when I could break through, but I didn't expect to break through today, and my strength will be different from now on.

Instantly, Han Zhen's eyes fixed on Chen Feng.

But Chen Feng did not show any abnormality, he just stepped forward for dozens of meters before stopping again.

At the same time, in Chen Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, on the 380-foot-circle Dao Power Pool, the Dao Sword that was originally four feet long had unknowingly grown to four feet and three inches.

The improvement of the three-inch Dao Sword meant that Chen Feng's sword attainments and realm also improved accordingly.

Three inches!

The three inches of the four-foot Dao Sword level belonged to the three inches of the King-level. Under normal circumstances, it would take decades or even hundreds of years to improve. Even for some relatively "mediocre" King-level, thousands of years may not be able to do it.

In less than twelve hours, Chen Feng's Dao Sword was upgraded from four feet to four feet and three inches.

How amazing!

The improvement of Dao Sword and the improvement of Sword Dao also means the improvement of Sword Intention and Strength.

Twelve hours passed quickly, and everyone immediately felt that the overwhelming and extremely powerful sword power quickly faded and shrank inward.

Then, everyone also felt a sense of rejection belonging to this small world.

It was as if someone was urging them to leave quickly.

The Spirit Sword Realm was about to close.

The ten people immediately moved, and rushed to the ten-foot crack. When they rushed to the ten-foot crack, Chen Feng subconsciously turned around and stared, his divine eyes instantly stared at the six-foot-six-inch Dao sword made of flawless jade, and his eyes instantly condensed.

"That sword actually faded..."

It seemed like an illusion, but Chen Feng was sure that it was not an illusion.

The six-foot-six-inch Dao sword that was located in the center of the Spirit Sword Realm did fade a little, very subtle, and even insignificant. Even Han Zhen might not be able to see it, but it could not escape Chen Feng's gaze.

With a change of thought, Chen Feng also knew why.

Consumption!

Every time the Spirit Sword Realm is opened, the sword power spreads for people to comprehend, which is equivalent to releasing its own power. This power cannot be replenished at all, so it will naturally continue to consume until it is finally consumed.

With a bit of emotion, Chen Feng also stepped out of the ten-foot crack.

Outside, the elders of the Green Spirit Palace were all there.

After all, it was only twelve hours, which was extremely short for a group of Source Realm powerhouses.

When everyone appeared, the thoughts and gazes of the Source Realm all spread, as if they wanted to see through everyone.

Chen Feng was naturally no exception.

However, this kind of gaze is a very normal gaze and induction.

"Master, my sword intent has broken the limit three times. The next step is to seek an opportunity to break through to the Dao Lord Realm."

Teng Qingjian immediately said to his master, which was equivalent to responding to the other elders.

"Oh, good, good."

Teng Qingjian's master was a second-level source realm expert, and he was also one of the few experts in the Biling Palace. Hearing this, he immediately showed a face full of joy and excitement.

Sword intent broke the limit three times!

This is definitely an extremely high level, a level that creates records in the Biling Palace.

At least as far as they know, the Biling Palace has never had anyone who has broken the limit three times since ancient times. Of course, Chen Feng is an exception. He is not actually an orthodox Biling Palace disciple. Moreover, they don't know whether Chen Feng's sword intent has broken the limit three times or more.

It is guessed that it should be three times.

Breaking the limit four times is too difficult, and its difficulty is not even ten times that of breaking the limit three times.

The other source realms were also very happy.

Sword intent broke the limit three times!

That means Teng Qingjian's future is more promising.

"Han Zhen Daozi, have you reached the king level in swordsmanship?"

Another powerful person in the second level of the source realm stared at Han Zhen and asked immediately. In an instant, many eyes followed him.

"Yes, I have gained some insights from the sword of the ancestors, and I have broken through the shackles and reached the king level in swordsmanship."

Han Zhen responded immediately.

His expression and tone were indifferent, as if he was saying that the king level in swordsmanship was not worth mentioning, but the smile in his eyes betrayed him.

"Chen Feng, what did you gain?"

Lu Yuanyuan immediately looked at Chen Feng and asked.

"The king level in swordsmanship."

Chen Feng showed a little ability appropriately.

Hearing this, the elders were even more shocked.

He was just one step into the marquis level not long ago, and now it is only twelve hours. Although he has the opportunity to enter the spirit sword realm to comprehend the sword of the ancestors, he can indeed gain improvement, but it is extremely shocking to be directly promoted from the marquis level to the king level.

Of course, apart from Chen Feng himself and Lu Yuanyuan, no one else knew that Chen Feng's swordsmanship had already reached the king level.

Now, Chen Feng was just showing some of his abilities, cultivation, and strength.

He was directly crowned king after one enlightenment.

It was very shocking, but it was much easier to accept than breaking through from the Dao Fruit Realm to the Dao Lord Realm and becoming a king in one step.

Han Zhen looked at Chen Feng, but always felt that Chen Feng was not telling the truth.

But even if he thought so, he did not show it.

"Okay, since everyone has made good gains in the Spirit Sword Realm, you should also practice for a while, further transform the insights in the Spirit Sword Realm into your own, and make further progress."

The voice of the Lord of the Green Spirit Palace sounded and reached everyone's ears.

Everyone also said goodbye and left.

Return to the cave and start to practice in seclusion.

The twelve hours of enlightenment are actually very short. Even if there is a gain, it is only a part, just like eating food. Just after eating, only a part is digested and absorbed, and the other part needs time to be gradually digested before it can be further absorbed.

A few days later, Chen Feng finished his retreat.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the Dao sword that was originally four feet and three inches was also upgraded to four feet and five inches.

At the same time, this also means that Chen Feng has understood all that he has gained from observing and comprehending the Spirit Sword Realm, and has completely digested and absorbed it for himself.

In just a few days of a trip to the Spirit Sword Realm, the Dao sword was upgraded from four feet to four feet and five inches.

How amazing!

If he could enter it again... I think he could continue to improve.

But, that would be difficult.

Even though he was gifted and the Biling Palace had made an exception for him once, Chen Feng was not so thick-skinned to ask the Biling Palace to make an exception for him again.

At the same time, the plan prepared by the Biling Palace to go to the Human King Palace again began.

The Qingteng ship set sail again.

This trip... is a new journey for strangers, and a return for familiar people!