Chapter 139 Concentrating the Spiritual Sword

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Chapter 139 Concentrating the Spiritual Sword

Imperial fencing.

Strictly speaking, it is not considered a martial art of swordsmanship, but a secret technique of controlling the sword.

The person who created this secret technique is named Yujian Sanren. He practiced sword all his life, until he had a sudden epiphany before his death and realized the "Sword Control Technique".

The difference from ordinary swordsmanship, first of all, is the sword of Royal Swordsmanship.

It is not an ordinary sharp sword, but a spiritual sword condensed from the true essence in a person's body!

Whether the "spiritual sword" is strong or not is of course closely related to one's own true energy.

Back then, Qin Yichen didn't pay much attention to martial arts, and, with ordinary true energy, even if he practiced the sword control technique, it would not be of much use, so he put it aside.

But now it is different.

Although the color of his current true essence is no different from that of ordinary true essence, it has the sharpness of a sword and the temperature of fire... an extremely special attribute.

There is no doubt that, as far as the first thing is concerned, it is very suitable for this sword control technique.

He even felt that this imperial sword technique was tailor-made for him.

If he condenses the "spiritual sword", who can try its edge?

"It's you!"

Qin Yichen quickly made a decision.

The first step in practicing sword control is to condense the "spiritual sword"!

"Using Yuan as the body of the sword, and spirit as the light of the sword..."

He silently recited the formula of condensing the spirit sword, pondering over the literal meaning with difficulty, until he felt that he had memorized every word firmly in his heart, and then he relaxed.

Royal Sword.

In fact, apart from one's own true energy, one must have a strong spiritual attainment, because after the spirit sword is condensed, one must rely on spiritual power to control the spirit sword.

For ordinary warriors, this is naturally a huge problem, and they even have no chance to master swordsmanship.

However, what Qin Yichen is best at is mental power!

There is a certain risk in condensing the spirit sword, if it fails, it will even suffer the backlash of the true essence.

Fortunately, Qin Yichen is not afraid of this, because his physique has far exceeded his true essence due to the refinement of the thousand-year-old spiritual milk.

After simulating the process of condensing the "spiritual sword" several times in his mind, Qin Yichen ran the spirit body art to adjust his state to the peak.

"call……"

After taking a long breath, Qin Yichen began to mutter a sentence, and his mind sank into his dantian.

Under his control, the true energy in the dantian began to roll, and slowly began to condense, forming the shape of a sword.

However, this sword only has its shape, not its power.

It's just an empty shell.

After the imaginary sword was condensed and formed, Qin Yichen silently recited the formula of Yujian Jue, his mental power moved with his heart, and the misty sword-shaped embryo began to undergo some changes...

On the flimsy sword body, lines slowly emerged, making the blank body with only a sword shape look a little more water chestnut, and there is an inexplicable "momentum" condensing.

"Crack!"

However, this sword shape didn't last long, and there was a slight sound, and then, the sword body shattered inch by inch, turning into a violent energy, rushing wildly in the dantian.

"snort!"

Even with a tyrannical body, Qin Yichen still groaned, his complexion changed slightly.

Obviously, this backlash is not good for him.

Fortunately, he was such a freak, otherwise, if it was any other person, he would have to lie down for at least ten days and a half months after being made such a fuss.

For the first failure, Qin Yichen was not too surprised.

If this spirit sword can be condensed so easily, then it is called ghost.

After swallowing a elixir and recovering, Qin Yichen calmed down again and continued to gather the spirit sword.

"Crack!"

fail.

"Crack!"

Failed again!

As time passed, Qin Yichen tried again and again as if he was tireless.

Although he has never been successful, he has become more proficient in the formulas of Yujian Jue, and the speed of cohesion has become faster and faster.

Moreover, the condensed virtual sword is more solid, not like the clouds and mist in front, but visually, it has a metallic texture. Even the water chestnut of the sword body became more distinct and became much clearer. There seemed to be a sharp aura emanating from it.

For three whole days, Qin Yichen has been in this state cycle.

I can't even count how many times I failed.

"Condensation!"

Qin Yichen's eyes were locked on the sword embryo that was about to take shape, and he suddenly let out another soft drink, and mysterious lines once again quickly covered the entire body of the sword.

"Om..."

As the pattern expanded, the sword body trembled slightly, making the sound of gold and iron clanging, and then the water chestnut gradually emerged, making it look more textured.

After the sword body was condensed, Qin Yichen did not relax, but tensed up even more, because the next step is the most critical step of condensing the spirit sword... Spirit injection!

Spirit injection is to integrate spiritual power into the body of the sword, so as to achieve the effect of "controlling the sword".

This is particularly difficult, because even Yu Jian Sanren, who created Yu Jianshu, took a lot of effort to succeed.

It can be seen that it is difficult to inject spirits.

This also directly raises the threshold for practicing sword control.

"Buzz!"

With the infusion of spiritual power, the entire sword began to tremble violently, and Qin Yichen was maintaining it with all his strength.

At this moment, his superb spiritual attainment was perfectly reflected.

He watched every subtle change and every tiny fluctuation of the sword body after being injected with spiritual power.

However, as time went by, the sword trembled more violently, and the pressure on him became greater. In the sea of ​​consciousness, there were bursts of pain from time to time, impacting his nerves.

In just a moment, Qin Yichen was dripping with sweat, and on his forehead, sweat droplets the size of soybeans dripped down like rain.

However, he seemed to have gotten used to this a long time ago, and he didn't lose his mind in the slightest. He still focused all his energy on maintaining the sword.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The lines on the sword continued to collapse one after another, but they were quickly repaired.

Qin Yichen seemed to be numb from the pain.

This situation lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and finally, the repelling force of the sword gradually weakened.

And when Qin Yichen realized that the force of repulsion had completely disappeared, his tense body immediately went limp, and he fell to the ground with his mouth open, panting heavily.

"It's no wonder that Yujian Sanren didn't find a successor. If I hadn't lived a new life, and had taken a thousand years of spiritual milk, it would have taken decades at least to condense the spiritual sword..."

Qin Yichen secretly sighed in his heart.

How many decades are there in a person's lifetime?

Therefore, even if one obtains the sword control technique, few would choose to practice it.

After recovering for a while, Qin Yichen opened his palm, and a white sword tip slowly emerged from his palm...