Chapter 14 Swordsmanship

(Above Consummation is to enter the micro level, is it finally attained?)

The blade is bright and feather-like, and there are subtle wavy lines on the blade, making it even more sharp.

The length of the sword is 63, the widest is 3.2, the narrowest is 2.5, the thickest is 1, the thinnest is 0.5, the hilt is 20, like bamboo, dark red wood, the surface is frosted, with a slight acid Incense, the head of the sword is bronze, like the head of a tiger, and the net weight is 18 jins without the sheath.

He held a sword in his left hand, the body of the sword reflected his sharp eyes, and it slid like flowing water. His wrist trembled slightly, the sword light was dazzling, and he waved it out, pulling out the blossoming sword flowers.

This is the fine iron sword that Chen Zong just got in his hand. From the appearance alone, it is indeed better than the previous iron sword by a lot. It is indeed a good sword.

The tiger's mouth on the right hand is cracked, and it is not easy to practice swords for the time being. Fortunately, I have been training the left hand all the time, and it is not much worse than the right hand.

Flexible pulling out a few sword flowers, Chen Zong put the sword into the sheath.

The scabbard of the fine iron sword is made of dark red wood and decorated with bronze, which looks even more extraordinary.

Putting down the sword, Chen Zong took out the tiger yang bone paste.

A piece about the size of an egg, brown, and exudes a strong fishy smell. According to the person who brought Huyang Zhuanggu ointment, such a large piece can make almost twenty jars of Huyang Zhuanggujiu.

Cut one-tenth of it and throw it into the mouth, as if it were blasted on the tip of the tongue. The mouth was numb, and then quickly receded, turning into a strong fragrance, and the taste was very strange.

The body quickly heated up, the blood flow speeded up, and Chen Zong hurriedly practiced Tiger Roaring Art.

One-tenth of the amount is almost equivalent to drinking two jars of Huyang Bone Wine, and the effect is quite obvious.

After a while, Chen Zong immediately felt a shock all over his body, and a numb feeling filled his body, as if there was an electric current passing by, indescribably refreshing, and a smile spread across his face.

"Finally, the sixth round of tempering is completed, but I can feel that this is not my limit." Chen Zong said both happily and a little distressed.

It is not a limit, which means that he can continue to temper and complete the seventh time. This is a very happy thing, but the sixth time has already taken him a lot of time, and the seventh time is definitely more difficult. , maybe it will exceed the one-year standard.

"The rest of the Tiger Yang Bone Paste can indeed shorten my training time a little, but it won't be much." Chen Zong thought about it: "I have to find a way to speed up my training."

He believed that even if it was a full year, his cultivation had not broken through to the fourth level of Qi and Blood, and he would not be expelled if he had such a foundation, but it was not a good thing after all.

Opportunities, to take the initiative to seize.

Nine days later, all the Tiger Yang Bone Cream was eaten by Chen Zong, and his blood energy was tempered a little, but there was still a big gap before the seventh time. Chen Zong himself estimated that it would take at least three months. Only time will do.

I can't help but think of Tang Junluo, as the young master of the Tang family, he has been above others since birth. Even if he is a pig, he can enjoy the treatment that others do not have. Not to mention that he is a rare genius, not to mention the attention he has received. .

Chen Zong is different, he is just a child from a branch clan. The difference in background is there. After all, no matter how strong a clan is, its resources are always limited.

In nine days, the tiger's mouth wound on his right hand healed, and he could practice sword again.

These nine days only practiced the left-handed sword, which made Chen Zong's level of the left-handed sword infinitely close to that of the right-handed sword.

"I can choose other foundation-building martial arts to practice, and I can easily practice it to the realm of great achievement, but compared with my direct practice of Tiger Roaring Art, there is no advantage, unless I can cultivate to the realm of perfection, but I need a It is too slow to cultivate the foundation martial arts of the door to a perfect state without a few months of hard work," Chen Zong pondered.

If someone knew of his thoughts, he didn't know what kind of jealousy he would be like. It only took a few months to cultivate the foundation-building martial arts to the perfect state. That is the state that many people dream of.

"Perhaps, I can give it a try and cultivate the afterimage sword technique Fu Liu Jian technique and Eagle Fencing technique to the realm of subtlety." Chen Zong's eyes flashed.

nine days ago,

He fought with Tang Junluo of the Tang family. Under the great pressure brought by the other party, he unknowingly broke the barrier between the three swordsmanships. After these nine days of cultivation, I gradually grasped the feeling of transcending the realm of perfection.

Breaking through from the peak of Dacheng to the realm of perfection will bring some help to one's own blood and energy tempering. Then, breaking the shackles of the realm of perfection and reaching the realm of subtlety will definitely be more helpful.

The fine iron sword was unsheathed, and the sword light was bright, reflecting the sunlight, and it was a little dazzling.

The corner of the martial arts training ground seems to have become Chen Zong's exclusive sword training ground. From a distance, people will look at it from time to time, both envy and awe.

Chen Zong unfolded the afterimage sword technique, the sword light and afterimages intertwined and surrounded, unpredictable, for a time, it was difficult for people to distinguish between reality and reality, as if every sword was real, and as if every sword was fake, you can see The passers-by were dazzled, dizzy and horrified.

Chen Zong was engrossed, forgetting everything in his body, while practicing swordsmanship, he kept on comprehending, and tried to improve again and again.

After practicing the afterimage swordsmanship a hundred times, practice the willow swordsmanship a hundred times, and then practice the eagle fencing method a hundred times. That feeling when fighting Tang Junluo.

Chen Chuyun left and the courtyard was taken back by the clan hall. never removed.

Although he didn't have the conditions to practice the three-character key of fast, accurate and stable, the basic 18-style did not fall in the slightest, and the time originally used to cultivate the three-character key of fast, accurate and stable was also used by him to practice the three foundation-building swordsmanship.

Everyday practice, Chen Zong will have a new insight.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been ten months since Chen Zong came to the family hall.

After Chen Fenghua, Chen Guzhan and other four people, several more people have tempered their blood to the limit, successfully made breakthroughs, and become warriors. The number of warriors is getting smaller and smaller.

"The seventh round of tempering has finally been completed, and half is left." Chen Zong exhaled a long breath and said secretly after stopping the practice of Tiger Roaring Art.

Picking up the sword, once again came to the corner of the training ground to practice swordsmanship.

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July 20, 395, Zhenwu calendar.

"Afterimage!"

With a low shout, Chen Zong drew out his sword, and the sword light and sword shadow overlapped and staggered.

As he practiced, Chen Zong paused. He felt as if he was trying to grasp something, but he didn't grasp anything. That feeling made him feel as if his heart was being scratched by a cat's claws.

Subconsciously, he looked up at the sky.

The blazing sun was hanging high and the sun was shining brightly. At this moment, a dark cloud floated from nowhere, swept over the blazing sun and blocked it. A shadow shrouded the surroundings and also shrouded Chen Zong.

"Light...Shadow..." Chen Zong's eyes lit up, and the inspiration in his mind was like a tidal wave, but it was fragmented and difficult to gather. Chen Zong fell into crazy thinking, the mysterious sword tip continuously trembled, the silver dragon was flying, and the brilliance permeated Shine everywhere.

The dark clouds slowly slid across the sky, and when they were staggered, another ray of sunlight fell, directly shining on Chen Zong's eyes, the shadows disappeared, making him tremble, like a lighthouse in the dark night, the countless inspirations in his mind, all of a sudden. As soon as they found a breakthrough, they gathered together.

"Light and shadows...the shadows disappear under the light..."

After silently reciting a sentence, Chen Zong made his sword again.

It was still the Six Stances of Afterimage Swordsmanship, but as he practiced over and over again, the countless inspirations in his mind gathered faster, and the feeling became clearer.

Countless sword lights surround his body, and countless sword shadows disillusion with each other.

As he practiced, the afterimage became blurred, and the sword light and sword shadow surrounding his body continued to overlap. In the end, Chen Zong's eyes burst into an amazing light, like a sharp sword unsheathed, the fine iron sword in his hand stunned slightly, and countless The light and shadow of hundreds of rivers flowed into the fine iron sword one after another, causing the fine iron sword to release a dazzling ray of light, as if to radiate with the sun in the sky.

"scold!"

With a loud shout, the fine iron sword pierced through the air, and the extremely bright sword light lased out, instantly turning into shadows intertwined, changing from light to dark, making the sword even more difficult to distinguish.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zong trembled, as if struck by lightning. He was numb and his blood was agitated.

The shadows dissipated, and Chen Zong still maintained the posture of stabbing with a sword, as if he had been immobilized, and his skin was like a boiled prawn, and it was a little scary red.

After a full quarter of an hour, the blood energy like the water of a long river gradually calmed down, and Chen Zong felt it carefully.

"Okay, after-shadow swordsmanship has successfully broken through to the realm of subtlety, and the effect it has on the tempering of blood is really strong. It is completely comparable to the effect of the eight-style real sword breaking through from the peak of Dacheng to the realm of perfection." Chen Zongxin is happy. In this way, he saved seven or eight days of hard training.

I was very hungry, so I quickly took out an energy pill and took it. As the energy pill dissipated, the hunger gradually receded.

Swinging the sword, the fine iron sword stabbed out again, and the light and shadow alternated, making it impossible to see where the sword was at all.

"It turns out that this is the so-called realm of subtlety..."

After the shadow sword technique has reached the realm of subtlety, Chen Zong just realized that a martial art from entry to perfection is still within the scope of martial arts itself, or within the shackles, and the realm of subtlety is to break that Fettered, beyond that level, to have a new and higher understanding of martial arts, is equivalent to turning that martial arts into one's own.

To put it bluntly, the martial arts before the realm of subtlety are like other people's things, and the martial arts in the realm of subtlety, that thing becomes one's own.

"The so-called "subtle" means that the understanding of swordsmanship breaks through the original extreme, and the application of swordsmanship also breaks through the original extreme, to maximize every bit of one's own strength, and to use every trace of the power of swordsmanship itself. They can be fully exerted, and the strongest power can be released with the smallest force." Chen Zong secretly said, his eyes flickering: "Since the afterimage swordsmanship has entered the microscopic stage, this is the guide, the willow swordsmanship and the eagle fencing technique can also be broken through. , to the realm of subtlety.”