MTL - Sword God-v2 Chapter 14 Swordsmanship
(The perfection is for the sake of the micro, is it finally about to be reached?)
The blade is bright and has feather-like patterns, and the subtle wavy patterns can be seen at the blade edge, which is even sharper.
The blade length is 63, the widest point is 3.2, the narrowest point is 2.5, the thickest point is, the thinnest point is 0.5, the stalk length is 20, like bamboo, dark red wooden, frosted surface, with a slight acid Incense, sword head bronze, like a tiger's head, net weight 18 pounds.
Holding the sword in his left hand, the sword body reflected sharp eyes, slipping like water, the wrist trembled slightly, the sword was dazzling, and the sword waved out, pulling out the sword flowers.
This is the fine iron sword that Chen Zong just got. From the appearance alone, it is indeed better than many iron swords before, and it is indeed a good sword.
The right-handed tiger's mouth is cracked, and it is not good to practice swords for the time being. Fortunately, he has been training his left hand, and it will not be much worse than his right hand.
Flexible to pull out a few sword flowers, Chen Zong received the sword into the sheath.
The scabbard of the fine iron sword, dark red wooden throughout, with bronze as the decoration, looks even more extraordinary.
Put down the sword, Chen Zong took out Huyang Zhuangguo.
An egg-sized piece, brown, exuding a strong smell of fish. According to the person who sent the Huyang Zhuangguo paste, such a large piece can almost make twenty altars of Huyang Zhuanggu wine.
Cut one-tenth, and threw it into the mouth, as if exploding at the tip of the tongue, tingling in the mouth, and quickly receding, turning into a strong fragrance, the taste is very strange.
The body quickly became hot, and the blood gas flow speeded up. Chen Zong quickly practiced Tiger Xiao Jue.
The amount of one-tenth is almost equivalent to drinking two altars of Huyang Zhuanggu liquor directly, the effect is quite obvious.
After a moment, Chen Zong immediately felt a shock, a numb feeling pervaded the whole body, as if there was an electric current passing by, unspeakable comfort, and a smile spread on his face.
"Finally, the sixth pass of tempering has been completed, but I can feel that this is not my limit." Chen Zong said with joy and distress.
Not the limit, which means that he can continue to train and complete the seventh pass, which is a very happy thing, but the sixth pass has taken him a lot of time, and the seventh pass must be more difficult to train If not, it will exceed the standard of one year.
"The remaining Huyang Zhuanggu ointment can indeed shorten my tempering time a little, but not a lot." Chen Zong thought about it: "I must find a way to speed up the cultivation."
He believes that even after one full year, his cultivation has not yet broken through to the fourth level of Qi and Blood, and he will not be evicted if he has such a foundation, but in the end it is not a good thing.
Opportunities, take the initiative to fight for them.
Nine days later, all of the Huyang Zhuangguo paste was eaten by Chen Zong, and his blood was tempered a bit, but there is still a big gap between the seventh pass and completion. Chen Zong estimates that it will take at least three months. Only time.
Can't help but think of Tang Junluo, as the young master of Tang's magnate, he has been in a superior position since his birth. Even if he is a pig, he can enjoy the treatment that other people do not have. Besides, he is a rare genius. .
Chen Zong is different. He is just a child from a tribe. The origin gap is there. After all, no matter how strong a family is, its resources are always limited.
In nine days, the right side of the tiger's mouth was healed, and he could practice his sword again.
These nine days only practiced left-handed swords, which made Chen Zong's level of left-handed swords infinitely close to that of his right-handed swords.
"I can choose other basic martial arts practice, and I can easily practice it to the level of Dacheng, but that kind of improvement is not in any way compared with my direct practice of Hu Xiaojue. Unless I can practice to a perfect condition, The practice of cultivating foundational martial arts has reached a satisfactory level, and it is difficult to do it without a few months of hard work. "Chen Zong thought.
If someone is aware of his thoughts and does not know what he will be jealous of, it will only take a few months to cultivate the knowledge of building base martial arts into a satisfactory state.
"Perhaps, I can try it, and practice the shadow-sweeping sword brushing technique and the falcon sword technique to the nuance." Chen Zong's eyes flooded.
Nine days ago, he fought against Tang Junluo of the Tang family. Under the heavy pressure brought by the other party, he unknowingly broke the barrier between the three swordsmanships and became comfortable and comfortable. After nine days of cultivation, I gradually grasped the feeling of surpassing the perfect state.
From the breakthrough of Dacheng's peak to the state of perfection, it has brought some help to his own tempering. Then, the help of breaking the state of perfection and reaching the micro-level will definitely be greater.
The fine iron sword comes out of the sheath, the sword is bright, reflects the sun, and is a bit dazzling.
This corner of the training ground seems to have become Chen Zong's exclusive sword training place. It is far away, and from time to time someone will look around, and it is envy and awe.
Chen Zong unfolded the residual shadow sword technique. The sword light and the residual shadow are intertwined and unpredictable. For a time, it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the false, as if every sword is real, and every sword is fake. People passing by were dazzled, dizzy, and horrified.
Chen Zongquan focused his attention, forgetting everything in his body, and constantly felt while practicing his sword, trying to improve over and over again.
After practicing Hundred Shadow Swordsmanship, practice Hundreds of Willow Swordsmanships, then practice Hundred Falcon Swordsmanships, rest for a while to recover strength, and at the same time, regain some enlightenment. Then, alternately apply the three swordsmanships to find the day The feeling when fighting Tang Junluo.
Chen Chuyun left, and the courtyard was also taken back by the clan. Chen Zong had nowhere else to practice the three-character formula of fast and stable, but his arms were always carrying fifty pounds of heavy iron. Besides bathing, he even slept. Never removed.
Although there is no condition to practice the three-character formulas of fast and accurate stability, the basic eighteenth style has not fallen in the slightest, and the time originally used to practice the three-character formulas of fast and accurate stability was also used by him to practice the three methods of building the base sword.
Every day, Chen Zong will have a new insight.
Time flies, blinking, Chen Zong came to the clan hall for ten months.
After Chen Fenghua and Chen Guzhan and four others, several people tempered their blood to the limit and successfully broke through. They became warriors and the number of warriors was getting smaller and smaller.
"The seventh pass of tempering was finally completed and half was left." After stopping the training of Hu Xiaojue, Chen Zong exhaled a long breath and said secretly.
Raised the sword and came to the corner of the training ground again to practice swordsmanship.
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True military calendar July 20, 395.
"Afterimage!"
With a low drink, Chen Zong issued a sword, and Jianguang and Jianying overlapped and interspersed. The six patterns were followed again and again, and it seemed to become cluttered and without rules.
As he practiced, Chen Zong paused. He felt as if he wanted to grab the main point, but he didn't grasp anything. The feeling made him feel as if his cat's paw was scratching his heart, and his heart was itching.
Looked subconsciously into the sky.
The scorching sun is high and the sun is shining. At this time, I don't know where a dark cloud came from. It passed the scorching sun and blocked it. A shadow covered all around and Chen Zong.
"Light ... shadow ..." Chen Zong's eyes brightened. The inspiration in his mind was like a tide, but it was fragmented and difficult to gather. Chen Zong fell into crazy thoughts. The mysterious sword tip trembled continuously. Shine in all directions.
As the clouds slowly slipped across the sky, another ray of sunlight fell and shone directly on Chen Zong's eyes. The shadow disappeared, making him tremble like a lighthouse in the night, with countless inspirations in his mind, instantly After finding a breakthrough, they gathered together.
"Light and shadow ... light under shadow ..."
A silent meditation, Chen Zong once again issued a sword.
It is still the six styles of the residual shadow swordsmanship, but as he cultivates over and over again, countless inspirations in his mind accelerate to converge, and the feeling becomes clearer.
Countless sword lights surround the body, countless sword shadows disappear with each other.
As you practice, the six types of residual shadows become blurred, and the sword light and sword shadows around the body continue to overlap. In the end, Chen Zong ’s eyes burst into amazing light, such as the sharp sword coming out of the sheath, and the fine iron sword in the hand was slightly innumerable The light and shadow of Baichuan return to the Iron Sword, so that the Iron Sword releases a dazzling light, as if to be with the sun in the sky.
"scold!"
With a swift drink, the fine iron sword penetrated the air, and the dazzling radiance of the sword light radiated out. Instantly it became a shadow interweaving, from light to dark, making that sword more difficult to distinguish.
Following this, Chen Zong shuddered, as if struck by lightning ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~, he was numb, bloody, and ran his own way in the way of Tiger Xiao, roaring.
The shadows spread, and Chen Zong still maintained a stabbing posture, as if motionless as if he had been fixed, his skin was as scary as cooked prawns.
After half a quarter of an hour, the blood of the long river was gradually calmed down, and Chen Zong felt it carefully.
"Okay, the residual shadow sword method breaks through the perfection to the nuanced state, and the effect on the tempering of blood gas is really strong, which is comparable to the effect of the real sword eight style from the peak of Dacheng to the state of perfection." Chen Zongxinxi Endlessly, this saved him seven or eight days of hard work.
I was very hungry. I quickly took out an energy pill to take it, and as my energy was dissipated, the hunger gradually faded.
Swing the sword, the iron sword stabs again, and light and shadow alternate, making it impossible to see where the sword is.
"It turned out that this is the so-called microcosm ..."
The residual shadow swordsmanship reached the nuanced state, and Chen Zongfang realized that from the beginning to the completion of a martial art, it is still within the scope of martial arts itself, or within a trance, and the nuanced state is to break that Alas, beyond that level, having a new and higher understanding of martial arts is tantamount to turning that martial arts into its own.
To put it plainly, martial arts before the microcosm are like other people's things, and martial arts in the microcosm are things that have become their own.
"The so-called microcosm means that the understanding of swordsmanship breaks through the original extremes, and the application of swordsmanship also breaks through the original extremes, exerting every strength of itself to the fullest extent, and exerting every power of the swordsmanship itself. All of them are brought into full play, releasing the strongest power with the least force. "Chen Zong secretly said, his eyes twinkled with brilliance:" Since the residual shadow swordsmanship is in the slightest, it is cited as such. The willow swordsmanship and eagle swordsmanship can also break through. , To the nuanced. "
