Chapter 175

"Big sword repair."

A bright color flashed through the small bright eyes.

This kind of Kendo realm is the dream of all sword practitioners.

Like the realm of martial arts, Kendo also has a realm.

However, this kind of realm is more difficult to enter than the realm of martial arts and Taoism.

It is difficult for ordinary sword cultivation to enter the realm of big sword cultivation all their life.

The so-called "big sword cultivation" means that the sword cultivation has a deep understanding of Kendo and can understand a kind of sword meaning.

With the intention of sword cultivation, the combat power can advance by leaps and bounds. Generally speaking, the weakest big sword cultivation can easily kill ten strong men in the same field, which can be called invincible in the same field.

As for going up, it is the realm of the sword clan. People and swords are in one. They have a deeper understanding of the meaning of their own swords. In this realm, flowers, plants and trees can be swords, and their fighting power soars again, which is enough to cross the border and kill powerful enemies.

However, such characters are too rare. Only Qingzhou and kendo school can exist.

"Ordinary sword cultivation can't understand the meaning of the sword. That's because there is no reference at all. We have to explore it by ourselves. But now it's different. We have the wall left by Wuliang sword sect. It's more than ten times and a hundred times easier to understand the meaning of the sword."

Chu Madman said with a smile.

"No need to say more. Let's do it."

Xiao Liang said with a smile, and then sat cross knee in front of the stone wall. He began to understand the meaning of the sword.

This kind of opportunity is rare and must be grasped.

"Go ahead!"

Zhou Chen and Chu Madman, no longer nonsense, eyes, also gathered in the stone wall above.

Understanding!

Only Xiaoman, who doesn't practice sword, holds her face in her hands and quietly looks at the three of them.

At this time, Zhou Chen's mind had been completely immersed in the wall. All of a sudden, on the wall, every painting and calligraphy seemed to come to life and jumped into his mind.

They are transformed into three-dimensional images, which stretch and transform continuously, and form various shapes, which seems to contain the great power of heaven and earth.

A sense of something or nothing burst out on it.

"Sword meaning."

Zhou Chen whispered. He closed his eyes tightly, but his brain was running all the time.

In his mind, a picture of calligraphy and painting, also constantly shining.

I don't know how long it's been.

Finally.

In that image, the five characters "one sword breaks the sorrow of separation" begin to flicker and dance. They are no longer like fonts. Instead, they are five sharp little swords flying in the air, leaving one deep sword mark after another.

Dimly, a kind of gloomy and decisive idea emerged in his mind.

At this moment, Zhou Chen clearly felt a powerful sword intention, which was surging and flashing in his body, as if he could understand this kind of sword intention as long as he wanted to.

Zhou Chen's heart read a move, immediately, it is a feeling, a wisp of sword idea rushes toward him.

Then, in his elixir field, the five little words of "one sword breaks the sorrow of separation" are constantly shining, floating, and slowly changing, as if there is life. In a faint sense, they are changing the shape of the sword.

A buzz.

On Zhou Chen's body, suddenly appeared a sword meaning that if have no!

I understand!

"This is the first kind of sword! Now, I'm a big sword mender! "

Zhou Chen felt a little happy in his heart.

To be a great sword practitioner is also of great help to him. Although his martial arts realm is still in the Ninth Heaven of ningdan, it is enough to shake the fourth heaven of Dharma.

If you add a lot of means, killing the law phase triple heaven, easy!

Zhou Chen will open his eyes, suddenly, in front of him, a Mirs figure, flying towards him.

The ROC bird, which is tens of feet high, covers the sky and blocks out the sun. Its whole body is golden, giving people a feeling of extra sharpness and toughness. It soars above the nine days, and its speed is frightening.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it is across the endless mountains and years.

Come on!

Indescribable speed!

Even Zhou Chen was staring at the bird, but he couldn't see the real body of the bird. He could only see the shadows.

"So fast?"

Zhou Chen was surprised, this is also a sword.

A kind of meaning from the golden winged Mirs, if you can understand it, you can make his sword, such as the Mirs, fly fast.

"Maybe, I can try to feel the meaning of Mirs sword!"

Zhou Chen thought a flash, and then, "staring" at the virtual shadow of the Mirs, constantly watching.

In his mind, the virtual shadow of Mirs is more and more, more and more dense. In the end, it almost fills his mind.

Boundless sharp breath, in his mind, pass out, let his whole body is in pain.Terrible cutting pain, all the time into the mind.

Zhou Chen's face was ferocious.

It hurts!

Boundless pain, let his body is in involuntary vibration.

That is the power of the golden winged Mirs.

The meaning of Dapeng sword is stronger than that of the five character sword!

However, at the same time, Zhou Chen also knows that if he continues to forcibly comprehend, he may be destroyed by the sword of Mirs.

But he was fearless.

Since the meaning of Dapeng's sword is so strong, he has to understand and master it.

In this way, we can make his fighting power stronger!

As long as it gets stronger, it's dangerous. What is it?

In the way of martial arts and Taoism, which minute and which second is not dangerous?

Zhou Chen gritted his teeth and tried to wait and see. He was determined and did not see the slightest fear and retreat.

Without the belief of invincibility, what kind of martial arts and Tao can we practice.

If you can't master the meaning of this little Mirs sword, how can you reach the peak of martial arts.

How dare you say it?

Poop, poop!

On Zhou Chen's face, the seven orifices were bleeding. The black blood kept flowing down and fell on the ground.

"Brother Zhou Chen!"

Soon, his tragedy was noticed by Xiaoman, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

In my eyes, there are tears.

"Brother Zhou Chen, what's the matter with you? Don't scare Xiaoman."

Xiaoman cried in alarm.

In fact, Zhou Chen's appearance now is too miserable.

Not only are the seven orifices bleeding, but gradually, the capillaries all over his body are collapsing. Drops of blood are condensed on his body.

She's going to shake Zhou Chen to wake him up.

"Don't touch him! He should have understood the meaning of the sword. Something went wrong! If he moves disorderly, it may make his injury more serious. "

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded.

Xiaoman suddenly raised his head and saw a young man in a white shirt. He didn't know when he was coming and was staring at Zhou Chen with great interest.

However, he always stood ten feet away and did not act rashly.

Seeing Xiaoman's eyes, he gave a smile and said in a soft voice, "I have no malice."

"Just to remind you, his current state, if you move around, there will really be an accident."

Very gentle, like the big brother next door, people can feel warm.

Xiaoman frowned, but he knew that what the young man said was true.

She was so concerned about Zhou Chen that she was in a mess.

"Thank you, but who are you? Why remind me?"

Xiaoman thought about it and asked.

The man in white laughed and said gently, "me? My name is Fang Xuan. I came from Tianjian sect. I'd like to remind you that I have a good relationship with you. Anyway, we don't deal with the Yin Yang Sword sect. "