Chapter 10 Skylight Cloud Shadow Sword

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"The sky is floating... The sea of ​​​​clouds is full of shadows..."

"Light and shadow... light and shadow... alternate... disillusionment..."

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, and the sun shines from the sky, penetrating the gaps between the clouds, like a divine light from outside the sky, eternal forever.

The sea of ​​clouds was like the fog in Chen Zong's mind, the light of that day was like the sharp sword that shattered the fog, and countless insights emerged one after another.

"Light...shadow...the two are interdependent..."

"Sky Light... Cloud Shadow..."

Repeated practice and understanding, life-and-death struggles, and accumulations, finally accumulated a lot and broke the last shackles.

A round of scorching sun jumped out from the sea of ​​dark clouds, shining brightly.

When Fulin arrived, Chen Zong swung his sword out, like a thorn like a split, so casual, the power of the body and the power of qi and blood surged in an instant... burst out, all of which penetrated into the sword.

Pour out the brilliance of a lifetime.

The treasured iron sword burst out with an incomparably astonishing bright light, like a blazing sun tearing through the clouds. It was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. The floating light of the sky and the diffuse shadow of the sea of ​​clouds alternately overlap and disillusion.

When the light and cloud shadows all dissipated, there was a straight sword mark on the mountain wall ahead, more than three meters long and two fingers deep.

"What a mighty power..." Chen Zong was stunned, staring at the three-meter-long sword mark, he sucked in the cold breath: "The power of this sword is much better than that of Xiaocheng's realm, perhaps, even Dachengzhi's The light and shadow of the environment cannot be compared with it.”

There seemed to be a voice in the bottom of my heart telling myself with absolute certainty that if I further perfected this sword, its formidable power would be comparable to the pinnacle of the sword technique.

"Is this... the so-called realm of true secrets?"

Apart from that, Chen Zong couldn't find any other explanation, because he knew very well that the sword he just swung was born out of the afterimage sword technique.

When the realm of subtlety reaches its extreme, when the accumulation and precipitation of repeated practice and comprehension become thick and thick, when the sky is lit up by chance and the clouds are in shadow, all the precipitation erupts in an instant, as if the sword pierced through the sky and shattered the haze. , become transparent... Epiphany!

At this point, I finally understood what Li Zhenshi said about the realm of true mystery that day.

"The realm of true secrets can indeed be regarded as a realm above the realm of subtlety, but it can also be regarded as not. If the afterimage swordsmanship is likened to a sword, and the entry to the ultimate level is to try to get in touch with that sword, the perfection In the realm, it is temporarily borrowing this sword from someone else's hand, and in the realm of subtlety, the sword becomes one's own."

Chen Zong's mind is clear.

"Then, in the realm of true secrets, it is to smelt the sword, add other precious materials, and re-cast it to make it fundamentally and completely belong to oneself..."

"No, that's not comprehensive enough."

"Besides, the realm of true secrets is not only a representative of a superb realm, but also a brand-new move, a secret skill..."

"This sword... was born out of the afterimage sword technique..."

"This sword...it is made of the floating light of the sky and the shadow of the sea of ​​clouds..."

"This sword... is an interweaving interpretation of light and shadow..."

"...So, this sword...is called the Skylight Cloud Shadow Sword..."

"The real secret? Tianguang Yunying Sword!" Chen Zong smiled sincerely, and there was a heavy indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Tiger Force Boxing, Afterimage Sword, Fu Liu Sword, Eagle Fencing, Lightning Sword, True Sword Eight Forms, Xiaolong Hand, Split Light Sword...

"The number of martial arts I have practiced should be much more than my peers."

"But... only the Tianguang Yunying Sword is my own, my own martial art...my swordsmanship..."

With a strong sense of accomplishment filling his heart, Chen Zong took a deep breath and couldn't help laughing.

I am just a teenager under seventeen, so I don't need to pretend to be mature or mature.

"The foundation-building martial arts comprehend the swordsmanship in the realm of true secrets, and the power is actually comparable to the extreme of human-level low-grade martial arts.

It's really scary, but the power consumption is too much. "

The sword just now made Chen Zong's physical strength and qi and blood power directly consume 70%, and it was impossible to display the second sword at all.

The tyrannical power is accompanied by huge power consumption, which is not unacceptable. It can only be said that this sword of true secret cannot be used as an ordinary fighting method, but is the strongest ultimate move.

"The display of foundation-building martial arts consumes the power of physique... The display of grade-level martial arts consumes the power of qi and blood, and the display of martial arts in the realm of true secrets consumes both physical strength and qi and blood, which is really strange."

Running Zhenjian Tianjugong to restore the power of qi and blood, and after waiting for the power of physique to recover, Chen Zong clasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, the long sword was in front of him, his eyes stared at the mountain wall, and he was concentrated, eliminating all distracting thoughts, his eyes become extremely sharp.

Breath, become long, and then become vague.

The mountain wind blew, whining, and when it came to Chen Zong's side, it seemed to be affected by the inexplicable breath, and it became soft, gently brushing on the body, stirring the hair.

"scold!"

A low shout seemed to come from the distant horizon, the right arm trembled, the long sword turned into a strong and unparalleled light, swung out in an instant, the light disappeared, turned into a shadow, and turned into an interweaving disillusionment of light and shadow, covering a few meters ahead. range, cannot be seen directly.

The light and shadow disappeared, the long sword was sheathed, as if it had never been unsheathed, but there was an extra straight sword mark on the mountain wall ahead.

It is more than three meters long and two fingers deep. The power of one's body and blood has consumed 80% of the power again and has to be restored again.

After recovering, Chen Zong performed it for the third time, then recovered, and performed again, over and over again. One morning passed, he swung his sword a dozen times, and there were more than a dozen straight lines on the mountain wall that were more than three meters long and two fingers deep. Sword marks criss-cross.

Unconsciously, his understanding of Tianguang Yunyingjian was deeper and more perfect.

On the 21st day of coming to the stone room on the mountain wall, there are fewer books on the bookshelf that have not been read. Chen Zong will take part of the time every day to specialize in the practice of Tianguang Cloud Shadow Sword. control of power.

A sword was swung out, and the light and shadow were intertwined and disillusioned, leaving a straight three-meter sword mark on the mountain wall, reaching a finger and a half deep.

"This sword's power is still higher than that of small components, but I don't know if it can be comparable to the realm of Dacheng. The power of physique and blood will consume about 40%."

Chen Zong didn't know that the martial arts in the realm of true secrets, whether there are high or low grades, and whether there is a difference between the strength and weakness of the realm, can only determine its power, but it consists of two aspects.

One is the comprehension of the essence of Tianguang Cloud Shadow Sword, that is, the understanding of light and shadow, and then to further improve the swordsmanship.

The second is the amount of power consumed by oneself. The more power consumed, the stronger the power of Tianguang Cloud Shadow Sword, and vice versa.

In this way, there is no so-called upper limit for martial arts in the realm of true secrets. It is a martial arts that can theoretically be improved indefinitely, while foundation-building martial arts and grade-level martial arts have their limits. Once the limit is reached, even No matter how strong the cultivation base is, it will be bound.

After realizing this, Chen Zong became more interested in Tianguang Yunyingjian, and also tried to comprehend several other swordsmanships to see if he could transcend like the afterimage swordsmanship and realize the real secret. Unfortunately, No clue.

Comprehension is closely related to the accumulation and precipitation on weekdays and the sudden opportunity. Chen Zong does not insist on it.

Concentrating on the momentum, his strength was mobilized, and then broke out, Chen Zong swung a sword against the mountain wall.

This sword is the Tianguang Yunying Sword.

This sword, infused with ten percent of the power of his physique and blood.

This sword is the strongest blow that Chen Zong wants to try, how powerful is it?

The lights and shadows staggered, covering the five meters in front of him directly. After it dissipated, Chen Zong was pale and panting, and stood with difficulty as if he was using too much force.

Only on the mountain wall in front of him, a straight sword mark with a length of more than four meters and a depth of two and a half fingers crossed, which was shocking.

"With such power, I wonder if it can hurt second-level low-grade monsters?" Chen Zong secretly said.

Ordinary second-level low-rank monsters are stronger than ordinary seventh-level qi-blood warriors, and the gap between qi-blood 7-level and qi-blood 60% is stronger than qi-blood 6-level and qi-blood 5 The gap between the layers is larger.

Monster beasts have strong physique, stronger defense, stronger vitality, and naturally higher difficulty to kill.

Without trying, Chen Zong is not easy to judge. If he succeeds, he will be exhausted. In case of encountering other monsters, there is only one way to die. If he fails, it is also a way to die.

After recovering physical strength and qi and blood power, practice other swordsmanship.

Day 22!

Day 23!

Day 24!

Time passed, and there were few books left unread.

On the twenty-sixth day, there were only the last two books left. Chen Zong did not intend to destroy his customized plan. Tomorrow, read it again.

In front of the cliff, Chen Zong practiced his sword.

No shadows!

The eight sword lights turned into four, then turned into two, and finally turned into one, which was very strong. It was directly beheaded on the mountain wall, leaving a straight sword mark three meters long and one and a half fingers thick. The power of qi and blood, consume sixty percent,

This sword, which is divided into light and shadowless, has a formidable power, which is comparable to the Sky Light Cloud Shadow Sword that consumes 40% of the power of qi and blood.

Put the sword into the sheath, and practice the hand of the little dragon.

One palm and one palm slapped out, the palms were fierce and domineering, extremely fierce, bombarded the mountain wall, smashed the moss, and left a series of simple palm prints.

Over and over again, immediately, the last palm hit, the back of the back shook like a dragon, the power burst and transmitted, bombarded the mountain wall, and with a bang, the palm print was even more concave.

The realm of Xiaolong's mastery!

Twenty-seventh day!

After Chen Zong finished reading the last two books, he gently put them back to their original positions. Standing in front of the bookshelf, his eyes slowly swept over. The contents of the 132 books were all memorized in his mind, which was very profound.

"It's time to go." He said to himself, walked to the stone table, and looked at the five rolls of animal skin paper. At first, Chen Zong decided to take it away when he left, but now he has changed his mind and put it here for the time being. It's safer to go, after all, I'm still just a little blood-blood warrior, carrying my baggage and walking outside the stone room.

Outside the stone room, Chen Zong took off the black iron piece and looked at the mountain wall that was as one as one, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

The longer I live, the more I don't want to leave. This place is very good.

Reading books, practicing swords, and watching the scenery every day, life is very comfortable and carefree, and the mind is pure.

"But... I still have a lot of things to do now, I still have to be high-spirited, and I have to fight the sword... Senior Dragon Subduing Master... I will fulfill your request and leave."