Immortal Devil Transformation

The tracing forest stretches over the half of the border between Bi Falling Ling and Tang Tibetan Empire, and the Bi Falling Ling itself corresponds to the sum of the area of several provinces in Yunqin. From this, it can be seen how vast it is, and it can be imagined that the descriptions contained in Yunqin's books such as "blind, hidden millions of armies no one” are completely unmistakable.

The forest floor is filled with deciduous leaves and dead branches up to a few feet deep. Perhaps because the water vapor is moderate and the trees in the traced forest are giant trees, and even rainwater is largely blocked, there is no corrupt smell in the forest, like a thick carpet.

Lin Xi is sitting under a ginkgo tree that has not known how many years it has grown. It takes at least a dozen people like him to hold it together.

This ginkgo tree is “male” and will not turn out, no ginkgo fruit has fallen, only a slice of golden fan-like leaf thick padding to make it look cleaner.

The air is extraordinarily fresh and the human head is extraordinarily clear.

Lin Xi's long breathing, tumbling soul force sprayed thinly between his right hand and his five fingers, all penetrating into the pale blue sword on his knee.

“Phew.”

The pale blue sword shook up and made a slight sound.

At the next breath, the whole body flowed with silver luminosity, as if constantly refreshing the fine sword vibration flying off, chirping, two feet outside Lin Xin's body rapidly spinning around at an astonishing speed, again like water droplets spilled on the edge of a spinning umbrella, flying out, roaring, uncontrolled nailed on a large tree beside Lin Xin.

“This sword is really hard...”

Lin Xi was obviously stunned. He didn't seem to understand where his sword had gone for a while. Then he heard the sound and saw the flying sword nailed to the tree. He couldn't bear to shake his head and laughed bitterly at himself.

The magic of the sword is easier than he thought, but it is more difficult to implement it than he thought.

Before that, Lin Xin thought that the sword must control the power of the soul to draw a unique symbol between the surrounding heavens and the earth, to induce the power of the natural energy of the heavens and the earth, to control the flying sword, but the fact is quite different from his imagination, to induce some of the power of the natural energy of the heavens and the earth, that's just what the flying sword itself does. The symbol on the flying sword is his soul power and the natural energy of the heavens and the earth, as well as the link between the flying sword, that is, the symbol of the flying sword... itself is like the throttle and steering wheel of a car.

To make a flying sword, simply always perceive the steering wheel and use your soul to control it.

For practitioners, the biggest obstacle is, of course, the sense of a sword, the sense of being able to perceive this steering wheel.

Lin Xi himself is the best practitioner for flying swords. He already has a clear sense of sword. Rationally, it is not difficult to make flying swords, but only weak power.

However, first of all, it is extremely difficult to maintain a continuous gush of soul power, and to perceive the holding of a flying sword that is always dead.

Because the sword is bound to fly fast, at least it will be faster than the usual full force stab, otherwise it is slower, the power is less than the usual stab, this sword is better known as flying chicken, but it is only cut by people, what's the point?

Perceived to always die following the flying sword, the spirit must be extremely focused… This makes Lin Xi feel as nervous as the instant the arrow takes off its hand when shooting the arrow during the entire process of controlling the flying sword.

The nerves are always like the tightest times of day, you can't relax a breath!

But in battle, you can't just stare at your sword with your eyes and spirit. Worst case scenario, you have to at least watch your opponent's movements to make sure that your sword can be cut to the opponent.

Lin Xi is now looking elsewhere. With a slight distraction, the flying sword can easily go out of control.

Second, Nangong did not explicitly tell Lin Xiefei that there are also many kinds of swordsmanship swords. Some swordsmanship allow the sword to have a break at certain times, which means that it is in a state like engine "extinguishing fire”. Although such moments are necessarily extremely short, many hearts and souls can be saved for practitioners, while some swordsmanship always have to control the speed of the sword, not pursue endurance, only the fastest, the most horrible killing power. The most famous of the former is the "flying leaves” sword path of the thousand demons. The flying sword is constantly changing between acceleration and sudden weightlessness. By instant control, the saint of the sword instantly and uncontrollably makes the flying of the flying sword in the air like a sharp and turbulent falling leaf, uncertain, the flight trajectory is extremely strange, and the soul power is extremely conservative, which can control the flying sword for nearly twice as long as the saint of the same level.

The “serial killer" sword path of the South Palace is the path of the latter. It always maintains the infusion of soul power. Even if the trajectory changes, the rise and fall are controlled by the gushing of soul power.

Whatever kind of swordplay… for beginners like Lin Xie, it is also extremely difficult to do, too easy to lose control.

In the eyes of others, the saint's mighty flying sword flies in the air, moving with his will, where his heart is directed, where his sword is, unhindered and free to wave.

Lin Xi naturally felt the same way before.

However, when the sword is truly taught, Lin Xin understands that the true nature of the flying sword is the truth that has never been seen before, always leaving room for two points.

Because every direction of the flying sword changes, you have to “brake” it.

If you want to brake, you need to have a stronger soul focus than when a flying sword normally flies, and force the flying sword to hold it. For practitioners, this means that the flying sword is always a dance on thin ice. If one is too indulgent, the flying sword loses control and doesn't know where it went.

Mountain watching is always the same as mountain watching outside the mountain.

Just one sentence between self, looking at the long sword still slightly trembling, Lin Xi thought, also a saint, some of the sword control is not casual enough, you must only dare to fly far away to cut off the sword, because the closer the opponent, besides the more easily the body is attacked, the more turbulent the surrounding environment, the more difficult it is to control the sword.

Those who dare to slay randomly in battle, even the near-battle sword saints, are naturally much more intelligent than the usual sword saints.

……

Knowing the difficulties, Lin Xi knew the same as the arrows of the wind walkers, and could not be rushed.

So he stood up calmly, and before walking to the big tree, two feet from the sword, he reached for a faint press, and the sword “snorted," and separated from the tree body, only between the glance flashed, the sword flashed, and his sword flew fast and stabbed the big tree in front of him.

The sword went deep into the tree and instantly dragged it down a few inches.

Lin Xihu was relieved, just this simple assassination and dragging motion made his vest produce a sweat bead, but at the same time he felt that he was doing well and showed some satisfied smile.

“Lin Xi...”

At this moment, a frightened voice sounded in the woods not far away.

Lin Xi heard that this was Jiang Yuer's voice, and then this timid, shy medicine girl came to find herself, but she was afraid to disturb herself, and stood there and didn't dare to move, so he quickly pulled out his sword and smiled: “Come here, what can I do for you? ”

The footsteps of the sand sounded, and the slightly reddish Kang Yiu quickly walked out of several trees with a pile of mushrooms and trunks lined with broad leaves. “Nothing… the teacher asked me to bring you something to eat. ”

“The teacher put you in charge of the diet? How's it going with the grandson?” Lin Xi knew that the more polite she was, the more shy Jiang Yuer was, so he didn't say anything. After accepting this huge collection, he ate it with Jixiang and asked while eating.

“Well." Lin Xi's casual relaxed Jiang Yuer apparently. She nodded and couldn't help but look curiously at the prosperity of two claws holding something to eat. She replied: "He just woke up. Now that he has been drugged to sleep by the teacher, the teacher said that as long as he raised it for half a year, he can't do it all within the most years, nothing else will be wrong. ”

“That's good. ”

Lin Xi laughed, regardless of whether the stature of the eldest grandson without frontiers was a dirt bag or a prince, for him was his friend. When he heard it was OK, he was heartily happy. As for the future, whether the Yun Qin Prince would change his mind because of the power, that was no longer something he needed to consider now.

“By the way, how did you end up in the Mausoleum?” After laughing, Lin Xie looked at Jiang Yuer and couldn't help but ask. Because in peace of mind, Jiang Yuer is very ordinary and mediocre among all the freshmen of Qingyu College, and it is impossible for ordinary students to know what happened in Bi Falling Mahall. It is absolutely impossible to say that they applied for her own initiative. He wondered why the College sent her to Bi Falling Mahall.

In the face of Lin Xi's question, Jiang Yuer shook his head. “I don't know, Teacher Blue sent me. ”

Lin Xi thought about it and said: “Before coming, the teacher should respect your will and tell you what is happening here? ”

"- [sic]“ Told me. ”

Lin Xieyebrowed slightly. "Then why are you here?" ”

Jiang Yuer thought Lin Xi was reprehensible, and he lowered his head unconsciously. "I think you and Gao Yanan will come… I will come. ”

Lin Xi was helpless.

Faced with such near-mindlessness and no opinion of his own... and yet because of the good friend came, he wanted to come to the sincere friendship, what else could he say?

“I can't believe you're all here. Even Mongolia is here. ”

I noticed that Lin Xi didn't seem to blame me for not coming, but Jiang Yuer was happy again, rubbing his clothes around the corner and said softly: “Lin Xi, the war here should be over... is there nothing wrong? ”

“I guess there's nothing wrong with that.” Lin Xi was helpless to look at all the ordinary women in the pharmacy department and breathed out a breath, then smiled gently. “Since the college had such a detailed arrangement, even if Nangong strangers could not kill him, they should not let him come to the Familiar Forest. I heard Ankoei say that his men had nothing to do with the saint. ”

“That's good.” Jiang Yuer took a big breath of relief and looked at Lin Xi, but he had something to ask, and he was embarrassed to ask.

Lin Xi smiled and took the initiative: “What do you want to ask me? ”

“Listen to Gao Yanan. Are you practicing a flying sword?” Jiang Yuer suddenly got excited and immediately asked with anticipation.

Lin Xi smiled: “Yes... it's just bad, I can't touch any doorway yet. Why, you also like flying swords. Do you want to practice flying swords? ”

“No, it's just that I've always had a question that I can't figure out, and I want to ask the teacher what he's afraid to tell me and what I can't stand to ask.” Jiang Yuer drummed up his courage and looked at Lin Xie. “I saw in the scripture that the practitioner used the flying sword to control it with his soul. Since the flying sword had no uniqueness, why didn't the saint of the sword and the saint of the sword fight each other? Why didn't he fix it to be a deeper side? He took away the other's flying sword directly, and he would still kill it? ”

“Turns out that's the problem. ”

Lin Xi couldn't help laughing and handed the sword in her hand to Jiang Yuer. "Take this sword first. ”

Jiang Yuer reached out and held the sword, but Lin Xifei quickly reached out and shrunk, but her hand fell in the open. She looked at Lin Xi at once, wondering what Lin Xi meant.

“It makes the same sense. ”

Lin Xi smiled and explained patiently: “Unless it is the same kind of flying sword, the different flying sword symbols must be different. It must be perceived for a certain amount of time, and even if the familiar flying sword wants to seize it, and the soul power wants to infuse it, the soul power of the other party must be excluded first, and the soul power of the other party must be precisely 'collided' with the other party's flying sword first... However, the flying sword has always been in motion, and the other party's swordsman will make adjustments as soon as he finds it wrong. Naturally, there is a time difference, just as you came to grab my sword, but my sword has gone away, the same reason, but for the fight between the swordsmen, the time in here is even shorter than a flash of mind… In such a short time, there is no time for soul power to penetrate. Unless one can clearly predict each movement of the other's sword, each subtle trajectory of flight, one cannot capture the other's sword at all. For example, even one saint did not discover the existence of the other, and the other attacked to seize the sword, and the soul approached, and the other saint could already react. ”

After a slight meal, Lin Xie continued with a smile: “And once he grabbed each other's sword with all his strength, his own sword lost control, and it was not easy for the other to grab the past. So in fact, there is no such thing as practitioners directly robbing each other of the flying sword. ”

“So that's it.” Jiang Yuer couldn't help but smile, “Turns out what I've been wondering is completely worrying. ”