Sword God

"The sky is floating... the clouds are floating..."

"Light and shadow...light and shadow...alternating...disillusion..."

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, and the sun is shining from the sky, penetrating the gaps between the clouds, as if the divine light of heaven and earth, eternal forever.

The sea of ​​clouds is like the mist in the mind of Chen Zong's heart, and that day the light is like the sword that smashed all the mist, and countless insights emerged.

"Light... Shadow... The two are interdependent..."

"Skylight... Cloud Shadow..."

Time and time again, cultivation and comprehension, time and time fighting, and time and time accumulation, and finally accumulate thin hair and break the final shackles.

A blazing sun leaped out of the sea of ​​dark clouds, and the light was shining.

Fulin is at heart, Chen Zong wields a sword, like a thorn like a hack, so casual, the power of physique and the power of qi and blood instantly swells... explodes, penetrating into that sword.

Devoted to the splendor of life.

The treasure iron sword radiates an extremely amazing glare, like the blazing sun tearing the clouds, dazzling, unable to look directly, flashing instantaneously, and turning into the ultimate shadow, such as escaping into the air, the track is difficult to distinguish, and then, it seems The sky floating light and the clouds of sea alternately overlap and disillusion.

When the daylight and cloud shadow dispersed, there was a straight sword mark on the mountain wall in front, which was more than three meters long and had two fingers deep.

"Good power..." Chen Zong was stunned, staring at the three-meter-long sword mark and breathing in the air: "The power of this sword is much better than that of Xiaocheng's realm. Perhaps, even Dachengzhi The spectroscopy of the environment cannot be compared with it."

There seemed to be a certain voice in my heart that told me that if I further perfected this sword, its power was enough to be comparable to the extreme of the splitting shadow swordsmanship.

"Is this...the so-called realm of truth?"

In addition, Chen Zong couldn't find any other explanation, because he knew very well that the sword he had just wielded was born out of residual shadow swordsmanship.

When the immersion reaches the extreme, when the accumulation of the training and the accumulation of the drops becomes thicker, when the chance coincidence sees the sky floating and the sea of ​​clouds, all the precipitation explodes in an instant, as if the sword cut the sky and smashed the haze , Become transparent... Epiphany!

At this point, I finally understood the words that Li Zhenshi said about the realm of truth.

"The realm of truth can indeed be regarded as a realm above the realm of embarrassment, but it can also not be counted. If the afterimage swordsmanship is likened to a sword, the entry is the most successful, it is the idea to try to reach the sword and complete it. The realm is to temporarily borrow the sword from someone else, and in the slightest realm, it turns the sword into its own."

Chen Zong thought through.

"Then, the real secret is to smelt the sword, add other precious materials, and re-cast it to make it fundamentally and truly belong to you..."

"No, it's not comprehensive enough to say that."

"In addition to this, the real secret is not only a representative of a superb realm, but also a brand-new move, a secret..."

"This sword... was born out of the residual shadow sword..."

"This sword... comprehends the sky and the light, and the sea of ​​clouds..."

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

"...So, this sword... is called the skylight cloud shadow sword..."

"True Secret x{2022} Tianguang Yunying Sword!" Chen Zong smiled heartily, and there was a heavy and unspeakable satisfaction in his heart.

Tiger Power Boxing, Afterimage Sword, Fu Liu Sword, Eagle Sword, Flash Thunder Sword, True Sword Eight Styles, Little Dragon Sword, Spectral Sword...

"The number of martial arts I practice should exceed that of my peers."

"But... only the Skylight Cloud Shadow Sword is my own, and really belongs to my own martial arts... my swordsmanship..."

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

I am just a teenager under the age of seventeen, without pretending to be mature and pretending to be mature.

"The swordsmanship of the foundational martial arts to realize the real mystery is actually powerful enough to be comparable to the extreme of the inferior martial arts of the human level. It is really terrible, but the power consumption is too great."

The sword of Fang Cai let Chen Zong's physical strength and qi and blood power directly consume 70%, and he could not display the second sword at all.

The power of arrogance is accompanied by huge power consumption, which is not unacceptable. It can only be said that this secret sword cannot be used as an ordinary fighting method, but is the most powerful killing trick.

"The use of the martial arts of foundation building consumes the strength of the physical body... The display of the martial arts of grade, consumes the power of qi and blood, the display of the martial arts of the realm of the realm, the dual consumption of body and qi and blood, it is really strange."

Run Zhenjian Tianjue to restore the power of qi and blood, and then wait for the strength of the body to recover, Chen Zong's right hand clasped the hilt, long sword in front of him, eyes staring at the mountain wall, concentrating on the wall, condensing his mind, eliminating all thoughts, eyes Become extremely sharp.

Breathing becomes long, then becomes nothing again.

The mountain breeze blew, whine, and when it reached Chen Zong, it seemed to be affected by the inexplicable breath, and became soft, gently brushed on his body, and moved his hair.

"scold!"

A low drink, as if coming from a distant sky, the right arm trembles, the long sword turns into a strong and unmatched light, swaying instantly, the light disappears, it becomes a shadow, and it turns into a disillusionment of light and shadow, covering a few meters in front. Range, can't look directly.

The light and shadow disappeared, the long sword entered the sheath, as if it had never been out of the sheath, but there was a straight sword mark on the mountain wall in front.

More than three meters long, two fingers deep, one body strength and Qi blood strength, once again consumed 80%, had to recover again.

After the restoration, Chen Zong exhibited for the third time, then resumed, and then exhibited again and again, one morning passed, he wielded his sword a dozen times, and there were more than a dozen straight lines up to three meters deep and reaching two fingers on the mountain wall. Sword marks crisscross.

Unknowingly, his understanding of Skylight Cloud Shadow Sword is deeper and more perfect.

On the twenty-first day of coming to the mountain wall stone room, there are fewer books yet to be read on the bookshelf. Chen Zong will spend some time every day specializing in the practice of the skylight cloud shadow sword. The more you practice, the deeper your understanding, and gradually grasp Control of power.

A sword swayed, light and shadow intertwined with disillusionment, leaving a straight three-meter sword mark on the mountain wall, one finger and a half deep.

"This sword, the power is still above the small shadowless shadow, but I don't know whether it can be comparable to the shadowless shadowlessness of the Dacheng Realm. The strength of the body and the power of Qi and blood are about 40%."

Chen Zong didn't know that the martial arts of the real secret realm, whether it had a high or low grade, or a real strength, could only determine its power, but consisted of two aspects.

One is the essence of the skylight cloud shadow sword, that is, the understanding of light and shadow, and further perfect the swordsmanship.

The second is how much power is consumed by oneself. The more power is consumed, the stronger the power of Skylight Cloud Shadow Sword is, and the weaker it is otherwise.

In this way, there is no so-called upper limit for the martial arts in the realm of truth. It is a martial arts that can be theoretically upgraded indefinitely. Both base martial arts and grade martial arts have their limits. No matter how strong you are, you will also be constrained.

After understanding this point, Chen Zong became more interested in the skylight cloud shadow sword, and also tried to enlighten several other swordsmanship to see if he could be as detached as the residual shadow swordsmanship, and realize the real secret. Unfortunately, No clue.

Comprehension is closely related to the accumulation and precipitation of ordinary days and the sudden opportunity. Chen Zong does not force it.

Concentrating on his strength, his strength was mobilized and exploded, and Chen Zong waved a sword at the mountain wall.

This sword is the skylight cloud shadow sword.

This sword is infused with the strength of his body and blood.

This sword is what Chen Zong wants to try his strongest blow, and to what extent the power has reached.

The light and shadow are interlaced, directly covering the five meters in front. After dispersing, Chen Zong's face is pale and panting, as if standing hard with excessive force, even though he is exhausted, his eyes have a surprise that cannot be concealed.

I saw a straight sword mark with a length of more than four meters and two and a half fingers across the mountain wall in front of me, shocking.

"With such power, I wonder if it can hurt the second-class inferior beast?" Chen Zong secretly said.

The ordinary second-level inferior monster is stronger than the ordinary Qi and Blood Realm 7th layer warrior, and the gap between the Qi and Blood Realm 7th layer and the Qi and Blood Realm 60% is better than that of the Qi and Blood Realm 7th Layer The gap between the layers is greater.

Monsters have strong bodies, stronger defense, more vitality, and the difficulty of killing is naturally higher.

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

After the physical strength and energy of qi and blood are restored, practice other swordsmanship.

The twenty-second day!

The twenty-third day!

The twenty-fourth day!

As time goes by, there are few books left unread.

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

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

Divide without shadow!

The eight sword swords turned into four, then into two, and finally turned into one, very strong, directly beheaded on the mountain wall, leaving a three-meter-long straight finger scar with a finger and a half thickness, the power of blood Consume 60%,

This sword, split into no shadow, has great power, compared with the skylight cloud shadow sword, which is cast by the force of blood and blood that consumes the strength of the forty percent body.

Put the sword into the sheath and practice the little dragon descending hand.

It came out with a slap in the palm. The palm was just overbearing and fierce, bombarded on the mountain wall, shattered the moss, and left a shallow palm print.

Over and over again, immediately, the last palm hit, the back swayed like a dragon, the power burst passed, bombarded on the mountain wall, with a bang, the palm print was more concave.

The real situation of the small dragon hand!

On the 27th!

After reading the last two books, Chen Zong gently put it back in place, stood in front of the bookshelf, and glanced slowly. The contents of the 132 books were all memorized in my mind, very profound.

"It's time to go," he said to himself, walking to the stone table and looking at the five rolls of hide 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 a while. It is safer to walk, after all, I am still just a little warrior in Qi and Blood Realm, walking away from the stone room with my burden.

Outside the stone room, Chen Zong took off the black iron piece and looked at the mountain wall like a whole, his eyes hidden.

The longer you live, the more you don't want to leave. Here, it's good.

Daily reading books, practicing swords, looking at the scenery, life is very comfortable, pure mind.

"But...I still have a lot of things to do now, and I have to be energetic, and I have to rely on the sword world...Predecessor Jianglong...I will complete your entrustment and say goodbye."