Chapter 511

Name:Eternal Supreme Author:Shi Li
The old man glanced at the astonished Ye Qianran, his spiritual power trembled again, and his sharp breath was strong again, and then the logs fell into the water one by one, but when they drifted away with the current, they were caught by his spiritual power. blocked it.

Ye Qianran's face was full of doubts at this time, what did the old man mean by doing this?

When he was curious, the spiritual power of the old man trembled again, and suddenly a wooden sword appeared in his hand, his eyes fell on Ye Qianran and he said: "Use this wooden sword to stab those wooden posts, when can you do it?" If it breaks, it means you have started!"

"Remember, you can use your mental power to drag these stakes, but you can't drag them from the water to stab them!"

The old man looked directly at Ye Qianran and said, "Do you understand what it means now?"

Ye Qianran nodded and said: "Well, senior, I know, don't worry, I won't be opportunistic!"

The old man nodded, his eyes flickered, and he said again: "In addition, during this time, you can exercise your phoenix eyes, which is what I said, because that is the real foundation of phoenix eyes. At those times, your strength will be even better, and when you use the Sword God Seal, your explosive strength may be even stronger!"

"I know senior!" Ye Qianran nodded and agreed upon hearing this.

After speaking, he glanced inside, and in the end there was no nonsense, he jumped down, and after stopping the wooden stake with mental power, he picked up the old man's wooden sword and began to try.

In fact, Ye Qianran thinks it's quite simple, as long as he uses a little force, and his strength is quite strong, but when he exerts force, the wooden stake will sink, so the feeling of stabbing it up is soft...

Dazed for a moment, Ye Qianran's face was covered with a strange look, if this goes on, I'm afraid he can't kill any of them, right?

The old man looked at Ye Qianran's dazed face from the shore, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. If it was simple, he wouldn't let Ye Qianran contact here.

At this time, Ye Qianran was very unwilling, and tried again. As for the old man, after watching for a while, he also turned around and left at this time, not to see Ye Qianran anymore.

After the old man left, Ye Qianran started to get serious in the water. It was definitely possible for the old man to let him do this, so with such thoughts, he kept practicing, but at the end of the day, Ye Qianran was worried. Not a single scratch was left on the wood.

Ye Qianran was so helpless at this time, she didn't leave, and continued to try.

Three days later, Ye Qianran left the waterfall, found the old man in the thatched cottage and said directly: "Senior, can the wood really be broken?"

The reason why he asked so was also because it had been like this for three consecutive days, so he really couldn't help but find out.

"sure!"

The old man smiled and said: "Do you still remember the meaning of the first level of sword intent I explained to you?"

Ye Qianran said: "Of course remember, you have a sword in your hand, but you don't have a sword in your heart. Let the sword think it's all about you!"

"Yes, did you do it?" the old man said slowly.

"But how to do it?" Ye Qianran smiled wryly. In fact, he had tried this before, but he couldn't do it at all.

"Go and comprehend it yourself!" The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "Only comprehending the sword intent is something that belongs to me!"

"All right!"

Ye Qianran nodded after listening, took a deep breath, and walked out again...

Three days later, Ye Qianran came back again, looked at the old man and said: "Senior, it still doesn't work, even if I think he is everything to me, he is still a sword!"

After hearing this, the old man put a smile on his face and said: "Your talent is at least not bad, at least you can ask a few points, and I believe you know my answer, so why don't you stick to it?"

"Forehead!"

After Ye Qianran was stunned, he asked with a strange face: "Do you really think he is a sword?"

"When you really do it, the sword in your hand is a sword! This is having a sword in your hand but not having a sword in your heart!" the old man said.

"I see!"

Ye Qianran nodded heavily, and walked away again, just as the old man said, in fact, he came here to get his affirmation, because he was not too sure in his heart, that's why he did so.

Seeing the back of Ye Qianran leaving, the old man leaned on the chair with a slightly strange expression, then picked up a cup of tea on the table and tasted it again.

Time passed, and three days later, Ye Qianran turned back again, looked at the old man and said, "Senior, I still can't do it? I have already regarded that wooden sword as everything to me, and I have already regarded him as a sword. But it still feels like it’s close.”

"Almost?"

After hearing this, the old man burst out laughing, looked at Ye Qianran for a long time and said, "Take it as your everything, maybe you can do it, treat it as a sword, maybe you can do it too, and what you think is almost because soul!"

"Soul?" Ye Qianran was full of doubts.

"That's right, do you believe that every sword has a soul?"

"I believe it, but I don't have a wooden sword, should I change it?" Ye Qianran laughed when he heard it.

"cannot!"

The old man resolutely refused and said: "Whether the sword has a soul or not, you must learn to do something!"

"Which point?" Ye Qianran's face was full of curiosity when he heard it.

"Render!"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, said two simple words, paused and said again: "Those with souls need your soul to render them and let them become their own souls! Those without souls also need you to render them, but later What needs you to render this sword is the soul, I say that, can you understand what it means?"

Ye Qianran was stunned for a while, and finally nodded in a dazed way: "I don't know the details yet!"

In fact, he seems to have attracted me to something in his heart, but now his heart is indeed still a little fuzzy.

When he was about to listen to the old man's detailed explanation, he heard four words slowly coming from the old man: "Go and understand it yourself!"

"Forehead……"

Ye Qianran gave a wry smile and said, "Senior, then I know!" He didn't ask too much at the moment, and came directly to the waterfall.

Glancing at the wooden posts on the bank, he took a deep breath, and when he kicked them into the water one by one, he took out the wooden sword again, and then jumped down with his whole body, his eyes flickering, and the wooden sword in his hand was also waving at this time He got up, and at this moment, he thought about what the old man said earlier.

rendering?

A wooden sword has no soul, so give him a soul!

soul? bestow?

How to start giving it?

At this time, he couldn't help thinking about it while waving it, and suddenly he grasped something again, and his expression changed a little...