Chapter 394

"The way of a hundred soldiers, whether it is swordsmanship or swordsmanship, has three realms of form, force, and meaning."

The voice of the Sword Emperor continued: "The so-called 'shape' is the sword technique, which is the most obvious state. As long as the monks are willing to practice hard, they can always reach the point where the sword technique is proficient and operates freely."

"Momentum is the second realm. It is relatively abstract. It can be understood as momentum, general momentum, and momentum. Not everyone can cultivate. Some people can't understand the meaning of 'shi' in their entire lives."

"When you reach the realm of 'potential', the power of the sword technique is even greater, and it has risen to another level!"

"The third realm is meaning. The sword has the meaning of the sword, and the sword also has the meaning of the sword. The meaning, in short, is the artistic conception, which is more illusory and ethereal. When a sword is cut out, it has the power of heaven and earth! May experience the mystery of 'mood'."

If you want to cultivate to the third realm, at least you need to reach the Nascent Soul realm, and Su Zimo doesn't have to think about it at the moment.

Now, he only needs to practice the first two realms of swordsmanship.

Su Zimo drew blood and quenched the knife, recalling the five-style knife technique practiced by the King of Swords, and began to practice on the top of the mountain.

As the King of Swords said, although there are only five simple swordsmanships, it is difficult to display a complete swordsmanship!

Su Zimo finally understood why the Sword Emperor had to set such a test.

Dinghai rolls, the requirements for the flesh are too high!

Speaking of countercurrent, it's just a starter. If the physical strength is not enough, the entire arm will burst!

After the completion of the opening chapter, Su Zimo had to carry his blood before he could perform it.

This knife cut out, mobilizing every inch of muscle on the body!

Of course, the difficulty of rehearsing a complete one-style knife does not stop there.

Every start, timing of the shot, the angle of the knife, the measure and strength of the pinch should not have the slightest deviation, otherwise this style of knife will not be able to be used.

Keep trying, keep practicing.

Fortunately, when Su Zimo crossed the Linghai Sea, he had an immersive experience with the four styles of upstream, turbulent, whirlpool, and ripples, and it was relatively easy to understand.

Ten days have passed, Su Zimo has been sleepless, and finally he can completely practice the first four knife techniques.

The four-style swordsmanship is not proficient, and even a little jerky, but it finally succeeded.

However, during this period of time, no matter how Su Zimo adjusted, recalled, and practiced, he was unable to perform the final style, the Dinghai style.

It was a simple knife, but Su Zimo couldn't make a knife.

Su Zimo is not discouraged. According to what the Sword Emperor said, Dinghai style is the essence of Dinghai scroll. If you can understand it, you can go to the world!

What's the limit?

I'm afraid it's beyond Su Zimo's knowledge.

During these ten days, in addition to Su Zimo on the top of the mountain, there was another figure of a rough man, quietly looking at Su Zimo who was practicing swordsmanship, never speaking.

Ten days later, when Su Zimo was able to completely practice the first four sword techniques, a hint of relief finally flashed across the rough man's eyes.

"Fine, you're fine."

The Sword Sovereign nodded, his voice gradually fell, and his figure quickly faded, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Su Zimo withdrew the sword and bowed deeply in the direction where the figure of the Sword Emperor disappeared.

The next moment, the mountain of swords collapsed and the sea of ​​​​spirits evaporated.

Su Zimo stood in the air, suddenly feeling sad.

The two volumes of the Tide Scroll and the Dinghai Scroll have been passed down, and the last traces of this outstanding man in the ancient years left on the Heavenly Desolate Continent have also dissipated.

On the shore, many monks looked at this scene with shocked expressions, and remained silent for a long time.

The mountain of swords and the sea of ​​​​spirits disappeared in front of everyone at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The mountain of swords turned into a pile of useless gravel, the spiritual sea dried up, and the spiritual energy returned.

From today onwards, there will no longer be a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​spirits on the Heavenly Desolate Continent!

Everyone was fortunate enough to witness this.

Su Zimo landed on the ground, fell into contemplation, and carefully realized the second realm mentioned by the Sword Emperor-Potential!

Normally, Su Zimo's practice of the four-style swordsmanship is extremely jerky, and the first realm has not been reached, so there is no need to try to comprehend the second realm.

But for the perception of 'potential', Su Zimo has a feeling of deja vu.

While studying in Pingyang Town, Su Zimo often practiced calligraphy.

In calligraphy, there is a saying of "nine styles", which refers to the nine trends and writing rules of the brush stroke.

Controlling the nine postures of writing down, turning the pen, concealing the front, concealing the head, protecting the tail, rushing, sweeping the pen, astringent posture, and horizontal scale, even without the guidance of a famous teacher, as long as you practice diligently, you can achieve the wonderful state of calligraphy.

In fact, the 'potential' in the nine styles of calligraphy is similar to the 'potential' in the words of the Sword Emperor.

In all things, there is always some big truth that is the same.

This is what is often said in the world of comprehension that all dharmas are unified, and that different paths lead to the same goal.

Normally, ordinary cultivators would not be able to understand the meaning of 'potential' when they were not familiar with the sword technique, let alone touch that level.

But before Su Zimo stepped into practice, he was a scholar who had studied the nine styles of calligraphy.

Su Zimo is no stranger to 'situation'.

So, without being familiar with Dinghaijuan's swordsmanship, Su Zimo began to try to understand the "potential" in it, and it seemed that he had gained something.

Su Zimo closed his eyes and gradually fell into an indescribable mystery.

This is a rare state of enlightenment, once in a lifetime.

Once you wake up, you will definitely get something!

After the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​​​spirits disappeared, Su Zimo had already attracted everyone's attention.

When he fell into a state of enlightenment, everyone was in an uproar.

Falling into this state at this moment is definitely a disaster rather than a blessing for Su Zimo!

There was no one around Su Zimo to protect the Dharma for him, and any external stimulation could interrupt his process of enlightenment, and his success would fall short.

This is secondary.

Because right now there is someone who wants Su Zimo's life!

"Since God wants to take your life, then I can't blame me!"

Bai Yu smiled sternly, his figure flickered, he took out a long knife with a cold light from his storage bag, and galloped towards Su Zimo.

When he came close, Bai Yu slashed with a knife.

This knife is not fast, its strength is not strong, and it does not exude any murderous aura.

Bai Yu was worried that Su Zimo, who was awakened to the Tao, would suddenly change.

Quietly, but deadly!

Su Zimo still closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't realize that the danger was approaching, at stake!

Seeing this scene, many monks shook their heads and sighed.

This person got the inheritance of the Sword Emperor, and he was originally envious of everyone.

But who would have thought that this person would die in the blink of an eye, and in the end, he could only sigh and make a fool of himself.

Seeing that the blade was about to wipe Su Zimo's throat, the corners of Bai Yu's mouth twitched, and a successful smile appeared in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter what your sword emperor inheritance is, it's not about to die in my hands!"

Bai Yu sneered slightly.

Just when the blade was about to cut through Su Zimo's throat, Su Zimo's figure suddenly retreated without warning, avoiding the deadly knife!

"Um?"

Bai Yu's expression changed and his eyes narrowed.