"It belongs only to you, Ye Xiu!"

When this sentence was completely finished, Ye Xiu's blood-colored eyes gradually became clear.

The murderous intent in my heart gradually dissipated.

He looked at Ye Changsheng, who was pierced through his heart in front of him.

The phantom became more and more transparent.

The two looked at each other quietly like this.

Ye Xiu spoke slowly: "Senior, you..."

Ye Changsheng smiled.

I saw him wave his palm.

But he saw that Ye Xiu was standing intact at this time.

Ye Changsheng looked at Ye Xiu and said, "You can treat everything that just happened as a dream, but everything that happened in it is real."

At this moment, Huang Qianmo's voice suddenly resounded: "Parallel world!"

Ye Changsheng stared at Ye Xiu's eyes, "It seems that your eyes should be the God's eyes."

The Huang Qianmo immediately condensed.

"You are very strong." Huang Qianmo only said one sentence.

Ye Xiu asked: "What is a parallel world?"

Huang Qianmo said: "He forced himself to open the entrance to a parallel world. Everything in this parallel world has nothing to do with you in this world, but it is indeed what really happened."

"He opens the parallel world, cuts off your arms, and tempers your sword heart, but in the world you are in, you have nothing to do."

"And, your sword heart has gradually taken shape."

Ye Xiu's eyes trembled violently.

Ye Xiu didn't understand what a parallel world actually meant.

But this method is undeniable and is by no means something that ordinary people can do.

Ye Xiu respected Ye Changsheng.

At this moment, he finally understood Ye Changsheng's good intentions.

"Brother Changsheng!" Xiaobai transformed into the appearance of a little girl.

He jumped to Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng looked at Xiaobai gently.

"You've played a good show."

Ye Xiu looked at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai smiled and said, "Actually, I knew it a long time ago."

"It's just that, I've been acting with Brother Changsheng."

Ye Xiu shook his head and smiled.

It seems that since he reached the ninth level, he has been under Ye Changsheng's calculations.

Ye Xiu clasped his fists and said, "No matter what, this time, I was able to condense my sword heart, thanks to Senior Changsheng."

Ye Changsheng shook his head, then quietly looked at Ye Xiu and said, "It's not me, but you."

"You know, why don't I tell you how to condense the sword heart, but instead forced you to condense the sword heart by yourself like crazy?"

Ye Xiu shook his head.

"I don't know."

Ye Changsheng said: "If I teach you, you will naturally be able to condense the heart of the sword."

"But such a sword heart is not strong enough, and what I teach you naturally contains my understanding of sword heart."

"If you forcefully instill it in you."

"Then you will be my kendo."

"No matter who it is, if you want to become a real strong man in the future, you must unswervingly follow your own path."

"Walking on other people's paths is just blindly repeating the paths that others have walked, and that is never yours."

"And only by following your own path is what really belongs to you."

"And, although your sword heart has just been condensed, it is already strong enough."

"The sword is the heart, and the heart is the sword."

"For a sword cultivator, the only thing he needs to do is believe in his own sword and his own heart!"

"In this way, you have the opportunity to reach the peak of kendo."

Ye Xiu looked up at Ye Changsheng respectfully.

Ye Changsheng has made good efforts for him.

Help him to move onto his own sword path and condense his own sword heart!

"Thank you, senior!"

"Senior, I don't seem to have broken through to the real sword saint yet."

Indeed, Ye Xiu always felt that he was a little short of it, as if he was still a breath.

Ye Changsheng smiled.

"You are not going to the Sword Saint Road."

"Everyone in the world calls the Sword Saint the beginning of the sword path."

"But many people call themselves sword saints, but they are far from reaching the real sword saint."

"What you need to break through now is the True Sword Saint Realm!"

Ye Xiu's eyes trembled slightly.

"The True Sword Saint?"

Ye Changsheng nodded with a smile.

"Everything is true!"

"Most sword cultivators have become pseudo-sword saints."

"Because, they don't know their hearts."

"And you are different."

"At this moment, you should be able to clearly feel your sword heart."

"Next, you only need to consolidate for a little more time and soon you will be able to step into the true sword saint."

Ye Changsheng looked at Ye Xiu: "You are very lucky. It took three years to realize the true sword saint, and in this short time you have forged your own sword heart."

"Only those who can condense their own sword heart in this world can be called sword cultivators."

"There are very few people like this because too many people are following the path of others."

"And now, you are one of them."

"Get it in good terms, I believe you will be better than me."

Ye Xiu's eyes flashed with a scorching light.

"I know that I'm still a long way from a real strong man."

"But as long as I don't fall down, I won't give up!"

Ye Changsheng nodded with a smile.

"very good."

"In this way, I should disappear."

Ye Xiu's eyes trembled slightly.

"Senior, but because of the sword I just said..."

Ye Changsheng smiled: "Although the sword you just now was good, how could it hurt me?"

"It's not because of you."

"Senior, why is that?" Ye Xiu asked.

Ye Changsheng did not answer.

He just said, "Ye Xiu, my encounter with you is destined, and we will definitely meet."

"There are not so many whys in this world."
To be continued...