The Sword of Smiling and Proud

Chapter 173
Seeing that Guan Yuan seemed to be fine, everyone felt relieved and stepped forward to offer condolences.

Guan Yuan responded to the concerns of his fellow disciples calmly, with a calm expression, but Mo Da could see a hint of worry in his eyes.However, seeing that Guan Yuan's speech was normal, his logic was fluent, and there was no sign of being possessed, he left with peace of mind.

It was already late at night, so in order not to disturb the rest of the people in the inn, Guan Yuan persuaded them to leave.

Returning to the room, he looked up at the hole in the roof and couldn't help but let out a sigh. There was a hint of joy in the sigh, but it also made people feel deeply tired.

It turned out that seven days ago, when Guan Yuan found that he was uneasy and seemed to be affected by his inner demon, he immediately returned to the quiet room to check his condition.

The cultivation of Xiantian Kung seems to be locked up!

Just as he had worried before, the progress of Xiantian Kung practice has gradually slowed down. Until now, no matter how many weeks he has moved, the capacity, purity, and speed of the true energy have not improved by half.Guan Yuan's innate power stopped at Dacheng and never progressed again.

The only good thing is that the used energy can still be recovered normally, but the upper limit has been locked.

This should be the backlash of Guan Yuan's participation in the extermination of Japanese pirates.Just like the mysterious man on Songshan Mountain hinted, the more he is involved in the context of this world, the more he will be affected.In the past, it was because I had limited abilities and insufficient skills, and my changes to the original timeline were limited, so there were no obvious changes.

As he strengthened Huashan's strength, changed Yue Buqun's fate, and the Huashan sect returned to the top of the Five Mountains, his progress in martial arts was gradually frozen and stalled.

But this time, he did not regret that he had changed the outcome of the Japanese invasion.Even if he knew that Japanese pirates would be a serious problem on the southeastern coast of the Ming Dynasty in the next few decades or even hundreds of years, the Japanese pirates were the destined enemies of the Ming Dynasty. The general trend could not be changed no matter what, and it would not make him regret at all.

Because he saw how many innocent Ming people died under the knives of those inhuman beasts.If someone said that this should have been the fate of those who died innocently, Guan Yuan might not say anything and kill him with his sword.

Being able to save these people and avenge Hei Wa and Mr. Chen is already very satisfying.

As for my own loss, compared with the victory obtained this time, even if it is a temporary victory, it is insignificant.

Doesn't he want to learn martial arts and practice martial arts just to have new attempts, new experiences, and change the fate of the people he cares about? !
After Guan Yuan accepted the fact that the cultivation of Xiantian Kung Fu was restricted, when he looked back at his own state of mind, he felt a little frightened.

It was a good thing that he didn't think about it deliberately before. At this moment, Guan Yuan held his breath and focused on the restlessness in his heart. He found that the resentment and murderous intention accumulated in his heart seemed to rush out of his heart and filled his mind.

At this moment, his heart was beating hard, sweat was pouring from his forehead, and his fists were clenched, for fear that he would not be able to control his roaring heart.

The violence and mania brought from the battlefield seemed to have affected his thinking. Guan Yuan lowered his head sharply at this time, fearing that he would lose control after looking at someone and kill him.

He hurriedly recited the Taoist Meditation Sutra silently to calm down his mood. When he completely controlled himself and stopped thinking about the battle that day, he found that his whole body was wet with sweat and exhausted.

It seemed that he had indeed seen too many lives and deaths while chasing and escaping from the Japanese pirates, and his murderous intent had accumulated, but he had no suitable opponent and could not vent it.

At this time, Guan Yuan was like a flammable explosive bag. On the surface, he looked safe, but as long as someone stimulated the murderous thoughts in his heart, even he himself didn't know what he would do.

Guan Yuan knew in his heart that going on like this was not an option. He could not always be trapped in the internal friction of self-control.

But now that his mind is full of murderous intent, he can only simply and rudely force himself not to think about him and just calm down. If he is fighting with others or has many thoughts, he will have no time to care about it.However, Guan Yuan suddenly had a thought in his mind, what exactly was this murderous intention that was contaminated by killing evil.He sat cross-legged and tried to look inside himself using the Taoist contemplation method he had learned before.

I carefully searched the meridians and acupuncture points all over my body, but found nothing abnormal. The broken jade Tai Chi on my chest stayed there without any movement.

Guan Yuan found nothing, but was not reconciled, and began to visualize the head that he had never set foot on before.Because the brain in the head involves nerve centers, Guan Yuan did not dare to meditate too much. However, when he discovered that the meditative method had no actual impact on the body, he cautiously began to try it this time.

Under the observation of Guan Yuan, Guan Yuan's entire head was like a gray-white mist, covering the entire top of his skull from Shenting point Baihui point to the back of his head.As he breathed in and out, the mist slowly billowed out, seemingly motionless.

Even if Guan Yuan knew that Guan Yuan was just a pure observer, he would not dare to be careless. If there was any accident and the brain nerves were damaged, wouldn't he become a fool?

After observing for a moment, Guan Yuan found something wrong between his eyebrows.On the surface of the mist between the eyebrows, there is a fine black-gray mesh, like a ball of dirt, attached to the mist.

As Guan Yuan thinks and expresses his thoughts, the piece of dirt seems to change according to what he thinks. When he falls into the crazy killing intention, the piece of dirt will also become bigger and become Active, like a liquid black film, beating on the surface of the mist between his eyebrows.

When Guan Yuan calmed down again and forcibly suppressed the thought of killing someone to vent his anger, the black film slowly dissipated and turned into a fine mesh, then attached there again.

Guan Yuan thought to himself that this was probably the murderous intention he had accumulated after killing so many Japanese pirates.

I just don't know if there is any way to control it.

He tried to use luck to control his murderous intention, but unfortunately, after struggling for a long time, it didn't move at all. Just when Guan Yuan was about to be discouraged, he remembered what Zhenyangzi said in his previous life. Taoists generally think inwardly, while Buddhists mostly think inward. Think outward.Most of them will choose a concrete object, such as a lotus flower, ten thousand words, etc., and meditate in their mind.

Can I try to think outwards, that group of monks insist on visualizing some lotus, and I can visualize a flying sword, and shoot out the murderous intention like sword energy. Is it feasible?
Instead of keeping it in your heart and consuming yourself internally, it is better to release it and consume others externally.

Just do it, Guan Yuan sat cross-legged, his hands resting on his knees, thinking silently in his mind, imagining a flying sword floating near his palm.

He has never seen flying swords in this life, but he has seen a lot of them in various games and animations in his previous life.He chose his favorite sword, the demon-suppressing sword of God General Feipeng, for visualization.The turquoise sword hilt is matched with a silver blade, and the whole body is faintly exuding cold air. This is the sword that Guan Yuan cherished most when he was young.Time flies, including this life, I haven't thought of it for decades.

After gathering his emotions, Guan Yuan held his breath and concentrated his inner strength on his fingertips. He no longer controlled the murderous intention in his heart, but just found a breakthrough, assuming that in front of him was a martial arts scum who had been against him for many years and was full of evil.

Everything was ready, Guan Yuan raised his right hand slightly, and used the Huashan Sword Intent to drive his internal force. In an instant, the power of the Great Innate Skill was increased by several percent.

He vaguely seemed to see a black-gray sword energy coming out of his finger and soaring into the sky.

Then there was the loud noise that frightened everyone. After the sword energy left the body, it shattered the roof in an instant and shot out of the air at an extremely fast speed.

In the dark night, this black-gray sword energy was not very conspicuous, but Guan Yuan also saw that it shot dozens of meters away before dissipating.

(End of this chapter)