Chapter 1869 The Realm of No Self

Sword Sect, one of the oldest and most powerful forces in the Sacred City.

It covers an extremely wide area, no less than the capital of the dynasty, and can accommodate millions of monks.

Therefore, every time when the Sword Discourse Conference is held, the Sword Sect will open its doors and refuse visitors from all over the world.

However, those who are qualified to comprehend the Sword Canon must possess the sword intent.

The Sword Canon is amazing, if there is no Sword Intent, no matter how amazing the comprehension is, it is impossible to comprehend it.

"A good sword sect, just talking about the eighth realm powerhouse, there are no less than twenty people."

Feeling the terrifying aura dormant in the mountains, Ling Xian sighed with emotion and was quite shocked.

Not to mention whether there is a ninth realm power, just more than twenty eighth realm powers are enough to look down on the Big Dipper.

And this is just a force of the Holy City. It is conceivable how powerful the overall strength of the Holy City is.

"The four ancient cities have existed for endless years. Except for the city of demons, the strength of the other three ancient cities can be regarded as the top of the universe."

"I don't know if the most powerful city of aspirations has the Supreme Humanity."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, then fell on a mountain peak and waited quietly.

Although Jianzong does not refuse visitors from all directions, he cannot walk around, otherwise, there will inevitably be some troubles.

Therefore, he stood on the top of the mountain and waited quietly.

Half an hour later, the main peak of Sword Sect bloomed with immeasurable divine light, linking every mountain peak and closing the mountain gate.

After that, a grand sound resounded, shaking the nine heavens and ten places.

"The Sword Conference, start now!"

The voice fell, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the eighteen swords rushed to the sky, its power regretted the sky, and its might cut the stars.

This is the sword of the master of the Eighteen Peaks of the Sword Sect. It forms a powerful formation in order to shock Xiaoxiao and prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to cause chaos.

Afterwards, an old man of Daogu Xianfeng walked out of the independent peak, like an emperor descending, looking down on the nine heavens and ten places.

"Thank you for coming, not much to say,

Now for the first round of the Sword Conference, talk about swords. "

The old man's eyes looked around the audience, like an immortal sword that opened the sky, its sharp edge dazzled the world, causing 99% of the people to bow their heads and dare not look directly.

The rest of the people looked as usual and were not afraid at all.

Ling Xian is one of them.

The old man is indeed monstrous, but he has not surpassed the eighth realm. It is impossible for him to bow his head just by virtue of his aura.

"At the last sword discussion conference, the first person to talk about swords was Xiang Feng, a famous swordsman. I don't know who it is this time?"

One person said to himself, causing everyone's expectations.

In previous sword-discussion conferences, the first person to talk about swords was a famous person, which naturally made everyone look forward to it.

"The first person to talk about swords, let the old man come."

A clear laughter sounded, and an old man in white came out of the void, without any momentum, like a mortal.

But the moment he appeared, everyone was stunned, and after that, the sky cheered.

"Senior Nine Swords! It's actually Senior Nine Swords!"

"Blessed, he is the most powerful sword cultivator in the Sacred City. He can listen to him talk about swords, but Sansheng is lucky!"

"Haha, even if you can't enter the sword mound, and you can't comprehend the sword scriptures, this trip is not in vain."

Everyone looked at the old man Jiujian with fiery eyes, even if he was a famous and powerful person, his eyes were a bit hot.

The elder Jiujian is terrifyingly tall and his strength is outrageous. Hearing him talk about swords is an honor for any creature below the Supreme.

"Everyone's words are serious." The old man Jiujian smiled lightly, kind and kind.

Then, he stopped smiling and started teaching the Fa.

Immediately, lotuses were born in the void, and auspicious colors descended from the sky, just like the Immortal King preaching the Fa, and there were many visions.

His words are pearly, as if he is a human-shaped sword dictionary, expounding the principles of kendo, pointing directly to the source.

This made everyone present fascinated, and Ling Xian was no exception.

Elder Jiujian's accomplishments in swordsmanship have reached the realm of transformation. Even if he only talks about one-thousandth, it is enough to benefit everyone present for a lifetime.

Therefore, everyone listens attentively, even the long-established kendo masters are no exception.

This opportunity is too rare, if it is missed, it will be difficult to have it again.

After a while, the old man with nine swords stopped speaking, but raised his hand and turned his sword into the sky.

This is a stunning sword, which made everyone chill, and at the same time, their eyes were full of brilliance.

Especially Ling Xian, he has seen too much from this sword, not only the swordsmanship, but also the great way.

The rest of the people also have more or less understanding, but compared with Ling Xian, it is undoubtedly much inferior.

Just because, he not only fell into the wonderful realm of enlightenment, but also condensed the wind into a sword and swung it unconsciously.

His sword was slow and peaceful, like a three-year-old wielding a wooden sword, funny and ridiculous.

Therefore, many people laughed and wondered if Ling Xian was suffering from madness.

But the people who laughed were either beginners in kendo or little monks like Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment.

The generation with sword intent not only did not smile, but instead showed a shocked expression.

"The sword follows the heart, the heart follows the path, this is the realm of no-self!"

"Unbelievable, just listening to Senior Nine Sword's teaching, he entered the realm of no-self, how high is his understanding?"

"It's so scary, I thought I had understood enough, but I didn't expect this person to enter the realm of no-self!"

The people with sword intent spoke one after another, and while shaking, they also showed the envy of teasing.

The realm of no-self is a wonderful realm, higher than the realm of enlightenment. In this state, the power of comprehension will be enhanced by at least ten times!

This benefit is too great, for any living being, it is a once-in-a-lifetime great fortune!

In this way, how can people not be envious?

"Good boy, you gave me another big surprise."

Looking at Ling Xian who was wielding the wind sword unconsciously, the old man Jiujian smiled and made no secret of his admiration.

The same is true of some old monsters that have lived for thousands of years.

The sword of the Jiujian old man is indeed a great truth, but with so many people with sword intent, who has entered the realm of no-self through this?

Only Ling Xian was alone!

This is enough to show how extraordinary he is, at least here and now, he is the most dazzling person!

"I actually entered the realm of no-self..."

Above the peak, Jian Twelve clenched his hands tightly, with a bit of frustration and a hint of jealousy.

At a very young age, he showed amazing kendo talent and was recognized as a genius. After entering the sword sect, he was also called a genius.

Therefore, he always considers himself to be the best.

But at this moment, he was only comprehending something, while Ling Xian had entered the realm of no-self, how could he not feel jealous?

At this moment, Ling Xian stopped, unable to hide his joy.

In the state of no-self, his comprehension increased more than tenfold, taking his comprehension of Tao to a higher level.

This is undoubtedly a huge gain, and anyone who changes will feel joy.

"Although there is only a moment, but it is also a rare opportunity, this trip is worth it."

The corners of Ling Xian's mouth rose, and then he bowed his hands to the old man Jiujian, as a thank you.

Seeing this, the old man Jiujian smiled, his gentle eyes looked around the audience, and said, "Who wants to be the second swordsman?"

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Elder Jiujian Zhuyu is in front, whoever is second will not be able to please.

"I come."

Jian Twelve suddenly opened his mouth, and then he stood up, like an unsheathed fairy sword, its edge shone on the Nine Heavens.