Chapter 473: Black and White

Since Chen Chao, who was guarding the door of the hut, couldn't sleep, he had to do something. First, he silently circulated the white mist in his body for several weeks, and after getting rid of all the tiredness in his body, Chen Chao began to reflect on what he had gained from going up the mountain. .

It is said that it is a sword making, but just walking up the Sword Qi Mountain this time has benefited a lot. Not to mention whether the realm has been improved, just the perception of the sword Qi and the sword's intention has been turned upside down this time. Although it is still not as good as Those pure sword cultivators, but Chen Chao would not be beaten passively when he met those sword cultivators in the future.

As for listening to bamboo in the bamboo sea, it gave Chen Chao a deeper understanding of the qi movement in the world. Each green bamboo in the bamboo sea has a different sound, which is actually similar to the qi movement of monks in the world. It is the same method of cultivation, and the same is true. It is something that belongs to every monk, but now Chen Chao can slowly break out of the cocoon to feel it. Although it may not be a great thing now, but in the future, As his realm deepens, Chen Chao can probably foresee how much the things he has obtained now will help him in the future.

Even after studying hard, he might be able to break the things that martial artists cannot practice. Of course, Chen Chao also knows very well that the reason why he has this ability does not mean that all martial artists in the world have this ability. At least in other words Speaking of which, a big reason for these things of his should come from the cultivation method that he still doesn't know what it is called.

Thinking of this, Chen Chao felt a little emotional. He couldn't say what he had experienced at the time, but it was a blessing in disguise. Things in the world are like this. Many things are unpredictable. He originally thought it was a bad thing, but after experiencing it, he just couldn't hate it anymore.

After coming back to his senses, Chen Chao subconsciously reached out to hold the handle of the knife at his waist, but failed when he reached out. Chen Chao smiled helplessly, stood up from the bamboo chair, walked slowly forward a few steps, and came to the road. In front of the creek, looking at the fish swimming in the crystal clear creek, Chen Chao suddenly felt something in his heart, and used his energy to move a stone to fall into the water. The fish in the water were frightened and began to flee in all directions. Chen Chao watched As the fish swam away, he suddenly became very interested in the tracks of those fish, so after a while, he threw a stone again, shocking the other fish and running away.

But the trajectory direction is completely different from before.

Chen Chao remained silent.

The fish were frightened and scattered because of the stone, but it is unknown when the stone fell, from where it fell, and whether it would fall. This means that every time the stone fell, the direction in which the fish fled was different. Is it random and has no trace at all?

The flow of qi in a monk's body will follow a designated trajectory. This is especially true when practicing a certain Taoist method. Once it is running, it must move strictly according to the expected trajectory. Once there is an error in the flow of qi, the Taoist method will have to be reset. If it doesn't work properly, the meridians will be in disorder and become possessed.

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There will be countless important nodes in the movement of Qi. Once someone sees through it, you will be controlled by others when facing the enemy. But if the flow of Qi in the body is irregular, then...

Chen Chao's eyes gradually glowed, but he quickly shook his head. The laws of qi circulation have been learned by countless predecessors through experiments over thousands of years. Which Taoist method has not been practiced by countless people?

Chen Chao wanted to control the flow of Qi in his body as he pleased, which was almost a fantasy.

Chen Chao shook his head and quickly gave up the idea. If this thing could really be accomplished, it would definitely be something that would rewrite the entire world of cultivation.

Can a martial artist from the other side, a martial artist from the other side of the world, be able to accomplish such a thing?

Chen Chao didn't think about it for the time being, but just when he wanted to give up, he suddenly frowned again, causing the energy all over his body to flow irregularly. This was indeed a difficult thing, but if Just develop a sword style?

A knife move that makes people confused about its trajectory.

Now Chen Chao has what the general has learned throughout his life, and he also has the dragon head that he has studied, but in general, there are still too few.

Moreover, the dragon raising its head is not complete.

Thinking of it, he did it. The energy in Chen Chao's body continued to circulate, and he kept dropping stones. Every time the stone fell, the swimming fish in the water scattered and moved in different directions, and he also imitated those swimming fish in his body. However, just a moment later, Chen Chao's face turned pale and his energy flowed. Although it was just a small fight, it was not necessarily without risk.

Chen Chao exhaled a breath of turbid air and broke off a branch from a nearby tree to make a knife. With the different flow of Qi, the branch in his hand was strangely slashed aimlessly in all directions.

"There is a door!"

Chen Chao nodded with some satisfaction. Although it was just a sudden thought, it seems that although it is impossible to come up with a knife style that has different trajectories every time it is used, it can at least create several or even dozens of different trajectories.

Even though it doesn't look like much, there are so many changes in one sword move, which is enough to give people a headache.

Chen Chao narrowed his eyes, already expecting that if this move were to come out in the future, it would definitely surprise people at an extremely unexpected time.

It might even be one of his last trump cards.

Thinking of this, Chen Chao continued to watch the fish use his sword.

Tired of not knowing how long it had been, a small stream became turbulent, and countless waves rose up as he took out his knife, enveloping the swimming fish and splashing away.

Chen Chao was immersed in it wholeheartedly, no longer paying attention to external objects, and entered a mysterious realm.

This is the so-called enlightenment pursued by the monks outside the world. Many monks may not have it once in their lifetime. This state is actually very mysterious. Monks who enter this state may even experience two or three breakthroughs in one day, but these things are very rare, let alone happening to martial artists.

However, Chen Chao’s so-called enlightenment this time is actually destined to be impossible to break through, which is different from those enlightenments, but for him, it will also be a very beneficial experience.

However, during this enlightenment, Chen Chao kept slashing his sword day and night, and he didn’t know how long it had been. Until the internal energy was exhausted and empty, he fell to the ground exhausted.

Chen Chao, who was panting heavily, laughed loudly, looking at the stream that had been harmed by him, and was very proud.

“Let’s call it Youyu.”

Chen Chao was very satisfied with his newly realized sword style, so he casually named it. .🅆.

Chen Chao has always been casual about naming things, and he has no other ideas.

Of course, if we talk about casualness, Xie Nandu should be more casual. She can even call a flying sword. Such a woman is also a wonderful woman.

"Boy, come in!"

Before Chen Chao stood up, a shout suddenly sounded behind him. It was the old man who forged the knife.

Chen Chao got up with difficulty and walked weakly towards the hut.

As soon as he stepped into the hut, Chen Chao saw a scene that he would probably remember for the rest of his life.

A long knife, the blade of which was red at this moment, was inserted into the stove. There were even strips of snow-white silk threads running on it. Just looking at it, you can tell that it is extraordinary.

The old man stood exhausted by the stove, his whole body was wet. After seeing Chen Chao come in, the old man didn't waste any words and said directly, "The last step is to sharpen the blade."

Chen Chao walked forward a few steps and asked, "How to sharpen the blade?"

The old man glanced at Chen Chao, and it was self-evident.

Chen Chao laughed at himself, "Again?"

The old man sneered, "It's up to you to choose. Anyway, I'll tell you a truth. Use your blood and blood to sharpen the blade, and this knife will truly be one with you. You know the benefits yourself."

Chen Chao smiled bitterly.

"Wipe the blade with your palm, but this time, you should be prepared. The temperature of the blade is far beyond your imagination."

The old man looked at the red blade with some satisfaction. Although it was to recast this broken knife, it was actually as difficult as forging a new one, or even more difficult. But even so, he did it. Although he was a swordsmith, he was probably the only one in the world who could do this.

Although it's not nice for a swordsmith to help someone recast a broken knife, if one day this young warrior becomes a truly remarkable figure, the old man will actually feel a little proud of it.

Whether it is a knife or a sword, in fact, the swordsmith cares most about the swords and knives he forged. Who is using them? What they fear most is that the pearls are thrown into the dark.

Chen Chao said nothing, but walked to the stove. Before he spoke, the old man slapped the stove, and the straight knife broke out of the stove and hovered in front of Chen Chao. Chen Chao stretched out his left hand and grasped the blade. In an instant, his palm was torn open, and the piercing pain surged up in an instant. Even a person like Chen Chao almost lost his mind at this moment.

He clenched his teeth, frowned, and his whole face became a little hideous. This pain was even more painful than every time he beat his body to the end.

But at this point, Chen Chao had no intention of retreating. Instead, he held the blade and slowly wiped it upwards. A palm of blood was slowly smeared on the straight knife. The place where the blood was smeared, the blade was red and gradually turned white. As Chen Chao pushed his palm to the handle over there, the whole blade became extremely bright at this moment, and faintly, there was a cold light. On the blade, there were also imperceptible white silk threads constantly swimming, like ripples in the water.

"Hold the handle."

The old man smiled.

Chen Chao reached out and held the handle of the knife. The originally red handle suddenly turned white at this moment, and there were golden silk threads swimming on it, like a golden dragon.

The blood remaining on the blade gradually sank into the blade, and then the handle slowly turned black, but the golden silk threads were still there.

Chen Chao looked at the two words "Yun Ni" on the blade, thinking.

The old man smiled slowly and said, "When this knife sees blood, the handle will be like white snow. When it doesn't see blood, the handle will be like the night."

Chen Chao said softly, "This is Yun Ni."

Are things in the world black or white?

The old man looked at this scene and said seriously, "I have lived up to your trust."

Chen Chao sheathed the knife and said gratefully, "Thank you, senior."

The old man suddenly sighed, "I don't know why, but I always feel that the flying sword forged later may not be better than this one."