Arriving at the majestic volcano in the Sword Tomb again, Zhang Ruochen stepped into the formation and entered the scroll world of the Divine Wood Map of the Universe.
The Jietian Shenmu stands in the center of the entire world, supporting the heaven and earth and releasing a steady stream of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged under the sacred tree and began to understand the rules of swordsmanship contained in the first move of the Nine Lives Sword Technique, "Taixu Light Splitting".
If you want to break the sword, you must first master the sword.
The practice of swordsmanship is basically one attack and one defense, one realization and one practice, continuous accumulation and continuous understanding, and finally it is possible to become a peerless swordsman who can roam freely in the world.
"The Nine Lives Sword Art contains nine moves in total. Each move is divided into nine styles. Each style has nine changes. Each change is arranged by nine sword rules. It seems that there are only nine moves, but in fact it is
Ever-changing.”
The first move, "Taixu Splitting Light," has a total of eighty-one variations and is composed of seven hundred and twenty-nine kendo rules.
"Wow——"
A wisp of white holy energy flew out of Zhang Ruochen's body and formed a faint figure in front of him.
The figure holds a sword, opens and closes its feet, and bends the bow with its right arm, performing one of the variations of the sword move.
Immediately afterwards, the figure dissipated and turned into white smoke.
Not long after, another piece of holy energy flew out, split into two, and turned into two figures, each performing two different sword moves.
…
The process of mastering the sword is extremely difficult and not so smooth.
Sometimes, Zhang Ruochen would stop and think for a long time before he could fully understand the rules of a certain style of swordsmanship.
Half a month later, holy energy flew out of Zhang Ruochen's body continuously, and dozens of figures appeared at the same time, standing in various directions and performing various sword moves.
Some figures dissipated, and then new figures emerged.
This state lasted for three full days, and in the end, a scene of eighty-one figures coexisting was formed, which looked extremely shocking when viewed from a distance.
Zhang Ruochen suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself: "This is my first glimpse of the door."
"Chichi."
As Zhang Ruochen stood up, all eighty-one figures dissipated and turned into eighty-one wisps of holy energy, flying back to the center of his eyebrows and blending into the sea of incoming air.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hands, and immediately, a powerful sword intent surged out from his palms.
Above, a "swish" sound sounded, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine leaves of the sacred tree connected to the sky flew down under the control of the sword's will, condensing into a giant leaf sword.
"Taixu Light Splitting."
The giant sword of leaves flew out quickly, impacting the void and causing it to bulge outwards, flying a distance of ten miles. Suddenly, all the leaves decomposed and spread apart, turning into nine hundred and ninety-nine light shuttles.
speed, rushing towards the ground.
"Rumble." Every leaf hitting the ground will leave a huge crater with a diameter of five meters.
With just one sword, the land was riddled with holes.
Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly and said: "Compared with Ling Feiyu, there is still a big gap." When Ling Feiyu performed this move, the leaves separated and could explode ten times faster, enough to threaten the ninth-level half-saint.
Zhang Ruochen used the same move, but it could only produce three times the speed. The power of the sword move was greatly reduced.
Zhang Ruochen is not discouraged. If the swordsmanship at the holy level is really so easy to learn, can it be called a holy skill?
At the beginning, it took Ling Feiyu three years to reach great success. Now Zhang Ruochen is just getting a glimpse of the skills. Of course, he cannot compare with her.
"Now that you have thoroughly understood the kendo rules of this move, you can start trying to crack this move."
After spending two days in a row, Zhang Ruochen tried various methods, but found that with his current level of swordsmanship, it was impossible to crack the sword moves at the holy level.
The Nine Lives Sword Technique is too mysterious and contains too many variables. Even a talented swordsman may not be able to fully understand it after studying it for a lifetime.
Zhang Ruochen has just begun to get a glimpse of the secret. It is undoubtedly difficult to crack the Nine Lives Sword Technique.
"Perhaps... you can ask the ancestors for advice. They are all sword masters. Their understanding of the art of swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle. Maybe they can crack this move."
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen immediately walked out of the picture scroll world and headed towards the cemetery of the ancestors of the Taotian Sword lineage.
The cemetery is located on an eight-thousand-meter-high snow-capped mountain. It is covered with cliffs and there is an invisible force that covers the snow-capped mountain.
Any monk who comes here must also hike up the mountain.
Zhang Ruochen stepped on the stone stairs and climbed the mountain. When he was halfway up the mountain, he saw a ten-foot-high circular altar.
On each of the four sides of the altar stood a majestic stone statue, sixteen in total.
Some stone statues look mighty and strong, giving people the feeling of a glaring King Kong; some stone statues are short and stooped, making them look particularly old. Others are elegantly dressed, like teachers.
"Nan Xusheng, Sikong Qingyu, Qian Shuzi..."
Sixteen names were arranged on the altar, some of which Zhang Ruochen had heard eight hundred years ago, and they were world-famous sword masters.
There are also some characters whose names are too old and seem quite unfamiliar.
In the wind and snow, Zhang Ruochen stood under the altar, hearing the sound of the howling cold wind and the sound of thousands of ancient swords shaking on the snow-capped mountains.
"Disciple pays homage to all the ancestors."
Zhang Ruochen clasped his fists with both hands, bowing with great respect to the sixteen ancestors.
Sixteen Patriarchs also guarded the Pluto Sword Tomb throughout their lives, and some of them even died in battle here.
Their contribution has saved countless lives, and their merits are immeasurable. Regardless of whether Zhang Ruochen is their descendant or not, they are still worthy of worship.
The altar shook, and dark shadows flew out from the center, merging with the sixteen stone statues.
All the stone statues came to life, like sixteen sword masters appearing at the same time.
A very elegant stone statue stretched out an arm, raised it slightly, and said: "No need to be polite, get up!"
Immediately afterwards, another stone statue said impatiently: "Zhang Ruochen, have you thought clearly in the past few days why you lost to the sword holder of the Sky Burial Sword?"
The Yin spirit of this stone statue was the Patriarch who possessed Zhang Ruochen and fought with Ling Feiyu that day.
Zhang Ruochen thought for a while and said: "Although the disciple's swordsmanship has reached the point where the human sword is integrated into one, his understanding of the swordsmanship is far different from that of the sword holder of the Sky Burial Sword. Not only that, the opponent's sword moves are also different.
It's so exquisite that to be honest, the disciples can't keep up with the speed of changes in her sword moves."
Although Zhang Ruochen figured out a way to crack it the second day after he and Ling Feiyu fought. However, it was only when Ling Feiyu used 50% of his strength that Zhang Ruochen was able to crack it.
Once Ling Feiyu exerts 100% of his power, Zhang Ruochen will not be able to cope with it based on his vision.
The stone statue nodded and said: "The gap in realm cannot be made up in a short time. However, as long as you are willing to work hard and practice hard, you can narrow the gap in a short period of time."
Zhang Ruochen immediately said: "Not long ago, the disciple had another confrontation with the sword holder of the Sky Burial Sword. Unfortunately, the disciple failed to block her sword."
"Recently, the disciple has been thinking about how to break her sword. However, her sword is too mysterious and too fast. Even if the disciple has understood the rules of the sword, he still cannot break it."?
Hearing this, the sixteen ancestors of the Taotian Sword lineage all became interested.
One of the ancestors looked very excited and asked: "What sword move is she using? Quickly use it and let us take a look."
"Yes." Zhang Ruochen glanced at the thick snow on the ground, and then swept up a large snowflake with a sweep of his foot.
Under the control of the holy energy, those snowflakes condensed into a white sword and flew towards the cliff in the distance.
"Boom."
When approaching the cliff, the sword made of snowflakes decomposed directly and hit the cliff, leaving deep sword marks.
Seeing this sword, all the ancestors fell silent.
The patriarch who looked quite elegant said: "This is the first move of the Nine Lives Sword Technique, Taixu Light Splitting..., no, no."
Zhang Ruochen asked: "What's wrong?"
"You said just now that you and the sword holder of the Sky Burial Sword had a confrontation not long ago. How could you have thoroughly understood the sword rules of this sword technique in such a short period of time?"
Another Patriarch also had the same doubts and said: "The Taixu Splitting Light you just used has at least three points of fire. It should be the first glimpse of the door. Even the monster-like Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen, he is still young.
When I was young, I couldn’t learn so quickly.”
Zhang Ruochen hesitated for a moment, then spoke up and said, "To be honest, this disciple has obtained a space-time treasure. As long as he enters it, he can gain ten times the training time."
The sixteen ancestors have died long ago, and only the sixteen Yin spirits are still in the world. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen has nothing to hide from them.
"So that's it." All sixteen Patriarchs showed expressions of sudden realization, and at the same time they were all happy for Zhang Ruochen.
After all, possessing a space-time treasure is enough for Zhang Ruochen to be ahead of the monks of his generation, and even to catch up with the older generation.
"Haha! That's great. Since you have a time and space treasure, it is only a matter of time before you catch up with the sword holder of the Sky Burial Sword."
"As long as we catch up with her, we must give that girl a hard lesson."? "How can we be so rude to a woman? In my opinion, it is better to marry her. The best way to conquer a woman is
It’s about conquering her heart.” said a rather handsome and handsome patriarch.
You don’t need to guess to know that this patriarch must have been a loving and romantic figure when he was young.
Zhang Ruochen stood below and did not interrupt them out of politeness.
However, the remarks made by some of the ancestors still made the corners of Zhang Ruochen's mouth twitch.
(Before one o'clock, there is another chapter. There are still a few hundred words left, so I will write it soon.)