Sword God

The field is vast and there is no limit to it.

Standing on the field, Chen Zong stood still in the wind and stared at his eyes. It was a tree, a tree standing alone in the wind, withered leaves and yellow leaves, but still tenacious.

But in the eyes of Chen Zong, it was not a tree, but a sword.

This sword stands in the wind, proudly in the world, looking at its branches, and as if many swords are standing upright, exuding an amazing sharp edge, the sharp edge has an indescribable tenacity, as if letting the wind and rain and the sun, Regardless of the alternate rotation of the sun and the moon, it is also tenaciously supported.

There was a ray of light flowing in Chen Zong's eyes, as if he saw a seed breaking out of the ground, growing tenaciously and tenaciously in the wind, in the rain, in the sun, and in the alternate seasons of the moon and the moon.

This kind of tenacity and tenacity brought Chen Zong a tremendous heart shock and heart touch.

Bao Jianfeng comes out from sharpening!

A trace of enlightenment came to mind.

How to grow into a big tree without experiencing wind and rain.

How to become a strong man without experiencing life and death.

The wind blows and the cold strikes people, but Chen Zong does not seem to be aware of it. I don't know how long it has passed. When the sunset is over the west mountain, Chen Zong is sober, his eyes sharp and cold, and then he is restrained.

Unconsciously, Chen Zong's breath became stronger and more tenacious.

Immediately, gradually restrained and restored to ordinary.

Carrying the Iron Sword, Chen Zong stepped forward and walked briskly.

Practicing a sword for ten thousand years.

Building a car behind closed doors is only partial, and only the unity of knowledge and action is the right way.

Chen Zong has always understood this and has been doing it, but no one has been as pure as it is now.

Just doing, just sword, doing things by oneself, knowing and doing together, a more intuitive feeling.

Cultivation and strength are sometimes a kind of bondage.

Suddenly, a trace of enlightenment emerged.

Since stepping out of Shanhai Village and stepping into the Black Mountain, the enlightenment has emerged again and again, although there is no clutter, but there is a trace of involvement.

This is a deeper understanding of the Xin Jian Zhen Jing, and a clearer understanding of one's own path.

Let go of obsession, let go of illusion, and pursue the truth in front of you.

The night was deep, but the stars were gone, and only a crooked moon hung in the air, releasing a haunting white gleam, like water like a gauze.

Chen Zong lay on a large stone, looked up at the moon, and fell into thought.

Moon is the hometown of Ming!

The bright moon always makes people feel, especially when the night is quiet, when the wanderer is outside, it will inevitably think of relatives and friends, and the loneliness is even worse.

Chen Zong is a person, a normal person, not a desperate person, who will be happy, sad, sad, angry, depressed, and excited.

Eyes were confused, staring at the moon, but it seemed to see the sound and smile of Aunt Chen Zhengtang.

How many years...

How many years have passed, I have never seen Dad again.

It seems to be soon, and it seems to be a long time.

The road of cultivation, I do not know the years, maybe, it is a lonely road.

Thoughts are chaotic, and there are many thoughts, but Chen Zong has not contained it, let it grow like a wild grass, and ignore it, as if drifting with the wind and drifting with the waves.

Gradually, the chaotic thoughts converged and became pure, ethereal, and sharp, like a sword.

That round of moon-seeking also seemed to turn into a sword with a strange appearance. The faint moonlight, like the sword light, shone on the night sky and spilled into the wilderness.

The sword light is like water like yarn, and everything has nothing to hide.

In the sword, there should be nostalgia.

Suddenly, Chen Zong got up, drew his sword, and swung out.

Dance under the moon!

The sword light is as clear as the moon, the waves are empty, and the air is clear. Each move is simple. It seems to be simple, but it is almost the same as the Tao. Each sword contains countless mysteries.

...

The rain was pouring down, and the rain fell like crazy from the sky. The raindrops with the size of the thumb carried amazing power, as if to break the earth.

Darkly, the vast field seemed to be sunk by heavy rain.

A figure stood in the torrential rain, letting the raindrops the size of the thumb smashed hard on the body, immobile, and letting the rain flow into the body, and did not care.

The raindrops, the size of the thumb's head, fell down from a height, and the carrying power was amazing. Ordinary people would feel pain when they were hit. Moreover, the dense and continuous shooting down, the power was terrible.

Change to a normal person. In this environment, you must definitely find a place to avoid the rain, or stand in the rain, and you will be devastated even if you don’t die. It is absolutely uncomfortable.

What's more, the rain was very cold, and continued to invade the whole body, which directly caused a serious illness.

But Chen Zong is not afraid. The body of ordinary people may burst out with amazing power.

In Chen Zong's eyes and perception, it was not rain but sword energy.

Countless sword qi descended from the sky like a rainstorm, and fell wildly, as if to crush the wilderness.

Under this crazy rainstorm, Chen Zong felt that his body seemed to be penetrated and riddled with holes.

However, only through personal experience can we perceive and understand more intuitively and thoroughly.

The path of cultivation was originally to fight with the sky, fight with the ground, and fight with people, not to fight, not to practice.

If you want to practice, you need to fight, and if you want to fight, there is danger.

A heavy rain lasted for a night before it turned into drizzle at dawn, and the water in the wilderness was deep, as if there was nowhere to go.

Chen Zong's feet were deeply plunged into the puddles, soaked, but unaware, and still comprehending.

The rainstorm is like a violent explosion of sword energy, extremely fierce, destroying everything, and the drizzle is like a sword energy. When it comes to the power is not enough, the rainstorm is terrible, but it is not mysterious.

At this stop, one day and one night, when the rain came to an end, Chen Zong's eyes filled with a sharp but subtle brilliance, and he immediately restrained himself.

Unconsciously, there is a deeper understanding of the sword.

Today, Chen Zong does not rush to break through and master the sword, but intends to continue to deepen the important realm of Ming Jianli and tap more potential.

The fourth realm of Kendo, or the fourth realm of martial arts, this heavy realm has always been infinitely possible, which means that there is no upper limit and no limit. Constant enlightenment in it is equivalent to continuous accumulation. This realm is the easiest to enlighten The mysterious realm of martial arts and kendo is weakened after passing this realm.

Of course, every realm has its advantages.

This fourth weight cannot directly increase the strength, but it can increase the details, which will be invaluable for future cultivation.

However, when most practitioners reach the fourth level, they will not be immersed in it for too long, but seek opportunities for breakthrough while enlightening.

Once an opportunity is encountered, it will immediately seek a breakthrough, rather than a miss, because the opportunity is difficult to find. If it is missed, it is unclear when the next opportunity to encounter a breakthrough will be unclear, perhaps soon, or very long, even for a lifetime Hard to meet.

This makes the accumulation of many cultivators in the fourth realm often not too long, and only a few people can do it.

Previously, Chen Zong was also seeking a breakthrough as soon as possible, but now, as he continues to walk and learn, he puts it down instead of being so anxious.

Of course, if the opportunity comes, Chen Zong will not miss it, but will not eagerly desire as before, but lay the foundation first.

As much as possible in the fourth realm of Kendo, there is more accumulation.

The more vigorous the accumulation, the greater the chance of finding an opportunity, and it will also be more beneficial to future cultivation.

From the beginning of the road of cultivation to the present, Chen Zong has always sought first and foremost.

No matter at which level or level, we strive to consolidate the foundation to the extreme, and then seek breakthroughs, so as to ensure that the foundation is stable, and will not be shaken by the rapid development of the practice, and it will take a lot of time and energy to stabilize afterwards It can also make you more powerful in the same realm.

And it also has a lot of help for subsequent cultivation.

In this case, now, Chen Zong will not violate his original cultivation.

accumulation!

Accumulate as much as possible!

Do your best to accumulate!

As everyone knows, Chen Zong may have spent more time and energy now, but it has been amazingly helpful to the following swordsmanship.

Accumulated in the heart, in the brain, in the soul... wandering, sedimentation, silence.

After exhaling a long breath, Chen Zong moved and found that his body was stiff and chilly, and he quickly controlled the qi and blood to speed up, suddenly generated heat, and dissipated the cold in the body, making the body quickly recover and flexible, but this method will increase the body's body. After consumption, Chen Zong had to take out the dried meat for taking.

Fortunately, when leaving Shanhai Village, he was thoughtful, brought a lot of dried meat, and wrapped several layers with waterproof oil paper. Otherwise, under this kind of heavy rain and drizzle, it is estimated that it has been broken.

While eating dried meat, Chen Zong stepped on the puddle and continued on.

The wilderness is vast, and I don't know how big it is, as if there is only one wilderness left in the whole world.

Rumble!

The clouds were dark, the thunder was rolling, dull and shocking.

Among the dark clouds, there were dazzling glints of light shuttled like a dragon, haunting Jiuxiao.

Standing under the sky above the wilderness, Chen Zong raised his head and looked up, his eyes reflecting the dark clouds in the sky, the thunder and light like a dragon, and the glorious flashes.

In Chen Zong's eyes, the thunderlight seemed to turn into sword spirit, and each sword spirit carried the power and destruction of extreme terror.

Immediately, the perception seemed to spread, and the comprehension became deeper. Even with the dark clouds, it seemed to be turned into an overwhelming black pressure and a heavy sword.

The sword is like a mountain, and the pressure is extremely heavy, as if to crush everything and crush the earth.

Sword qi is like darkness, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, covering everything to devour the world.

The violent wind suddenly blew up, and it was invisible and colorless between the world, but in Chen Zong's perception, it seemed to turn into a violent invisible sword gas, raging between heaven and earth, like to destroy everything.

Lightning can be a sword!

The dark cloud is a sword!

The wind is a sword!

Both mountains, rocks and trees can be swords!

Rainstorm can also be a sword!

Sword sword sword!

In the world, everything can be a sword!

The sword is more and more profound, and Chen Zong's eyes are flashing with profound and profound mysterious light. Between the rotations, it seems to be like two small black holes, devouring everything and absorbing everything.

In my mind, aura emerged, a feeling that I was about to pour out.