Chapter 201 201. Yuru Yucheng
Pei Xihe was not sure about the attitude of the old man in front of him.

Since Zhao Qingtang said that this is his master, he must be stronger than him.

That's just as much a getaway, even.

According to the legend, the world's strongest, Grand Master.

She didn't dare to speculate on his intentions, but at this moment, it was a difficult journey for her to come here.

They all came here to learn the sword, so naturally they couldn't return home without a feather.

She took a deep breath.

Get down on your knees.

With a very respectful look, he bowed his fists and saluted.

"Senior, my name is Pei Xihe, and now I am an inner disciple of Kunlun. Fortunately, Senior Zhao Qingtang gave me two sabers in Shenyin Territory.

"Now that I have come all the way, I only hope that I can learn the sword here, master this one, and use the sword to straighten my heart."

It's a good one to straighten my heart with a knife.

Zhao Hanfeng opened his closed eyes slightly.

There was a bit of light inside.

"Then come and show me now."

Pei Xihe breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't see that Zhao Hanfeng was the one who really decided whether she could stay here to learn knives.

Zhao Qingtang looked embarrassed, he was under strict supervision.

No matter how high the cultivation base is, you can't go beyond the master, there is no way.

The spiritual power in Pei Xihe's body has long been exhausted, and only one or two is left.

But she didn't ask for a period of time to recover her spiritual power because of this.

The old man must be able to see her situation at this moment, but if he said now, it can only be now.

Standing up, Jinghong Dao fell into her hand.

Pei Xihe closed her eyes, and then opened her clear eyes.

Her eyes may be more attractive than her appearance.

At first glance, it looks like a clear spring flowing, but when you look closely, there are wildfires and stars gushing out.

The hand gripped the handle tightly.

She moved.

The Dao Xin Qinghui in Niwan Palace is quite dim, because it has been activated once before to activate the Changming Hairpin.

Now it is shining again.

Dao Xin is the reflection of her heart.

How strong her mind is, how deep her understanding of heaven, earth and Tao is.

How strong is this heart.

The surrounding aura was swept over.

The inch-inch spirit pattern on the Jinghong knife shines brilliantly.

She swung the Jinghong knife.

In an instant, it was as if more than a dozen phantoms of her had appeared.

But actually only swung the knife once.

The light of the knife is sacrificed, scrolling the aura of heaven and earth.

It is the knife at will.

Its power is so great that even a half-step Jindan dare not shake its edge.

But there was no light in Zhao Hanfeng's eyes, he was still very calm.

"What I want to see is not my dog ​​apprentice's free-will knife, but your knife, your own strongest knife."

Zhao Qingtang stood aside, dare not speak out.

Zhao Hanfeng glanced at him and snorted.

"This free will is the knife he created, and it represents his way of the knife. Are you going to walk behind his ass in the way of the knife?"

"I want to see where your way is!"

Pei Xihe had just swung the Freedom Saber, and the spiritual power in her body was completely exhausted.

Her body was exhausted, and her Dao heart seemed to be even more bleak.

Hearing Zhao Hanfeng's words, he was taken aback.

She never thought about it.

This free will knife has always been the strongest method she has mastered, and it is comparable to the Haoyue supernatural power method and the Changming hairpin.

But he never thought that this was not his own knife, but Zhao Qingtang's.

At this moment, the spiritual power in her body was completely exhausted, and even the meridians were aching because of the dryness.

But it seems indifferent.

She was thinking about Zhao Hanfeng's words.

Unexpectedly, I remembered a question that existed before, buried in my heart.

If I don't have a knife in my hand.

So her sword skills are useless?
Zhao Qingtang saw Pei Xihe's silence, and he knew what Zhao Hanfeng wanted Pei Xihe to find.

Finally couldn't hold back.

"Master, the little girl is the one who builds the foundation."

Zhao Hanfeng gave him a cold look.

Zhao Qingtang's eyelids twitched.

really.

Zhao Hanfeng didn't spare him any face.

"You bastard, you almost turned someone else's way. If you don't know how to teach people, don't teach them indiscriminately."

"What are you doing now? Questioning me?"

"What are you barking at? What are you barking at?"

Zhao Hanfeng's fingertips clenched a little inspiration, and their voices were isolated from Pei Xihe.

Of course, it's not to save face for Zhao Qingtang, it's just to not disturb Pei Xihe's comprehension.

Zhao Qingtang's face trembled again and again, and he really wanted to swing his big knife to hit the old man a few times.

But no, he will be beaten to death by the master.

He endured it, Zhao Qingtang had the best temper.

That's it, right.

And Pei Xihe was in a trance.

Her spirit seemed to be condensed on Jinghong Dao.

The strongest knife.

Shouldn't it be a knife at will?
It belongs to her, the real knife.

Even if you don't have a knife in your hand, you can still use it as you like, because it was born for her.

The spirit gradually returned.

After a long silence, she moved.

A cold light flashed in her hand.

The Dao Heart in the Sea of ​​Consciousness of Niwan Palace is rapidly repopulating, emitting the strongest light so far.

Her understanding is absolutely strong.

Holding a long knife in his hand, he waved it with a knife.

In the beginning, it was a very basic move.

She was the first to learn how to practice knives for three or four years.

Sweep, split, dial, cut, sweep, smash, cut, suddenly.

She used the eight skills of the knife one by one.

The sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers, and it is indomitable.

It was Pei Xihe's original intention to envy that kind of courage and boldness, and to desire to cut off all shackles.

This is her knife.

She moved suddenly and quickly.

Sweep the knife, pick the knife, press the knife, hide the knife.

Knife after knife, moves from clumsy to subtle, from basic to mysterious.

She raised her head abruptly, her eyes filled with brilliance.

Pei Xihe seemed to have found it.

In the dark, it belonged to her knife.

call out!
She struck forward with a knife.

A knife light burst out.

Zhao Hanfeng's eyes lit up with admiration, and Zhao Qingtang couldn't hide his surprise.

Her age and cultivation level can really reach this level.

Similar to the realm of "not stagnant in the sword" of sword cultivators, their sword cultivators also have a name for this realm.

It is called "Yu Ru Yu Cheng".

If you don't donate your merits, you will succeed in Yuru.

If you want to enter this state, you must grind day after day, with great efforts and merits, you can enter the hole all at once.

This is the realm that every sword cultivator who wants to understand his own sword skills must reach.

Zhao Qingtang already had a high opinion of Pei Xihe's savvy, but he didn't expect it to be even higher.

Now she is not yet twenty.

Pei Xihe swung his knife one last time.

This knife has nothing to do with the spiritual power in her body.

Because it is the manifestation of her will.

If there is no knife, she will use her will and heart as a knife to cut off everything in front of her eyes.

This is her real, the strongest sword practiced for more than ten years!

This knife, perhaps the real Jindan early-stage monks will also hate the knife.

The light of the knife disappeared into the cloud and disappeared.

Pei Xihe was completely exhausted, and even her sea of ​​consciousness was exhausted to the point of desperation.

The blade in her hand fell to the ground, and her whole body collapsed to the ground.

There was a bit of smile and brilliance in Zhao Hanfeng's eyes, and he looked at Pei Xihe as if he was looking at a piece of beautiful jade.

This piece of beautiful jade was almost ruined by Zhao Qingtang.

I've told Master Dog that he doesn't have the qualifications to be a master.

If she relies on the free will knife for a long time, it will be more and more difficult to truly move towards the state of "Yu Yu Yu Cheng".

If you don't enter this realm, you can't truly achieve the Dao of the Sword.

Because real strength lies in the heart, not in skills.

(End of this chapter)

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