"Xu Xiaoshou entered meditation very quickly. His talent is indeed quite good...well, meditation talent."
On the ancient mottled long street, Xiao Kongtong was still circling around Xu Xiaoshou, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation. He rubbed his chin as if he was looking at a rare species, and said carefully.
How rare it is that Xu Xiaoshou has calmed down!
Every time I saw him in the past, this kid was either doing trouble or on the way to do something. How could he ever sit quietly and obediently like he is now?
And only at this time can we see Xu Xiaoshou's cultivation talent.
No, in just a quarter of an hour, this kid has already completed the state of meditation without distracting thoughts, and look at the aura on his body that is rising steadily...
Now the gods and Buddhas are having fun!
Xiao Kongtong has taught tens of thousands of swordsmen who want to become ancient swordsmen in Shenyue Immortal City.
There are many people who quickly enter concentration like Xu Xiaoshou, and there are also people who are faster than him.
But after entering samadhi, it can be said that in just a quarter of an hour, the momentum of inner visualization is exposed, the original intention of the self is found, and it is displayed outside the spiritual world, only a handful of them!
This kind of talent, even if it is not as exaggerated as what Mr. Si Ren said, can cultivate the gods and Buddhas in one go. As long as you find the feeling, step by step, and master the mental swordsmanship, it is only a matter of how long it takes.
Well, the time...the length varies, it all depends on your understanding!
After some people find the feeling, it can take as short as three months or as long as years. Those with excellent talents can already reach the first level of cultivation within this time period.
But some people spend their whole lives, maybe until the end of their lives and are about to die, and spend decades to continue this feeling and cultivate the gods and Buddhas they are now. "Xu Xiaoshou, how long will it take?"
Where is the time?" Xiao Kongtong thought curiously.
He remembered that the teacher's record seemed to be about half an hour, while his own record was six hours.
But these are not comparable. After all, he and his teacher only started to practice the Heart Sword Art when they were almost complete in other sword techniques.
With the accumulation of past knowledge and momentum, it is very easy to find and manifest the "meaning" in a short period of time.
Of course, this "easy" statement is based on the comparison between Xiao Kongtong's own school and the Meisi people's school.
If you compare Xiao Kongtong with those in Shenyue Fairy City...
We are all practicing in the same school, and they all practice the "Heart Sword Technique" only after they have made achievements in other sword techniques. Compared with the most talented genius whom Xiao Kongtong has taught, the latter also took nearly half a year.
Totally incomparable!
But even so, that’s genius!
Xiuyuanke...Xiao Kongxiang remembered this name. He could be said to be very strong. Apart from himself and his teacher, he was an unparalleled genius in ancient sword cultivation.
"Mr. Siren, how long did it take you to realize something when you were practicing the Heart Sword Technique?" After thinking about it, Xiao Kongtong couldn't help but be curious and asked.
He did not directly talk about cultivating the gods and Buddhas, because Mr. Siren's school is different from his own. As long as you find the feeling and understand some rudiments, it will be considered a success.
Subsequently, you can continue to polish it through the improvement of your swordsmanship.
"Seven days."
Mei Siren answered nonchalantly, and did not find the question abrupt. He was happy to answer questions for all kinds of juniors. Perhaps this was because he thought he was good at being a teacher.
"Seven Heavens, you should be the first to learn the Heart Sword Technique. You can understand the rudiments of the Heart Sword Technique in just seven days. It can be said to be too powerful." Xiao Kongtong sighed sincerely.
He was thinking that if it were his childhood self, whose first experience was the sword of the heart, he might not know if he would be able to achieve results after seven years.
The Meisi people laughed when they heard the sound, and moved their eyes away from Xu Xiaoshou, holding a paper fan and looking at Xiao Kongtong, and said: "What I have cultivated in seven days is not the prototype of the Heart Sword Technique, but the chaotic form of the gods and Buddhas in front of me.
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"Huh?" Xiao Kongtong's face froze, this is too scary!
"How old were you back then?" He couldn't help but ask, wanting to compare.
"Around twelve or thirteen years old?" Mei Siren recalled it from a distance, but he couldn't remember clearly.
Xiao Kongtong was silent for a while, and then again after a long time
Question: "That was your first time holding a sword?"
"no."
Mei Siren's words comforted Xiao Kongtong's heart.
After a pause, he heard the old swordsman in front of him continue to say: "That's three days after taking the sword..."
Xiao Kongtong:???
Three days?
How is this different from holding a sword for the first time?
Mei Siren gave this young man a small blow and said with a smile:
"I just happen to be quite talented in the Heart Sword Technique. It's very difficult to practice the other techniques. It takes decades of effort."
"Not to mention that at your age, I don't have much fighting power. If you really want to compare with a monster like your master, it is even more incomparable."
"Three-breath innate, three-year swordsman...this is a peerless monster that even Yu Tu can be ashamed of!"
That's true!
Xiao Kongtong deeply agrees with this point.
In fact, according to conventional theory, mastering the first level of one of the nine swordsmanships already qualifies you to become a "Sword Immortal".
As long as that person grows up and has the most basic combat power to kill Taixu, he can seize the position of the Seven Swordsmen.
But the battle for the title of "Seven Sword Immortals" has been going on every time since the last era of sword cultivation.
Later, he only mastered a certain swordsmanship at the first level, and was not even qualified to challenge the Seven Swordsmen of the previous generation.
But the teacher is different...
Xiao Kongtong was deeply aware of the "terribility" of his teacher. He really mastered the eight major swordsmanships except Hidden Swordsmanship in just three years from the first day he picked up the sword.
The "mastery" here refers to the first state.
But even so, it can be said that it is easy to challenge ordinary swordsmen by combining all the major realms.
Not to mention that the Eight Masters of that period not only mastered the first realm, but also mastered the second realm in certain sword skills. It can be said that their combat power was several times that of ordinary swordsmen!
"It's a pity, it's too easy to break..."
Mei Siren's thoughts also drifted away.
In his youth, Bazun's temperament was very suitable for the ancient sword practice. He was wanton and unruly.
But because of this, after showing such talent, it is difficult to continue to be "free".
He was like a sharp sword that never looked back until it hit the south wall. In the end, under the interference of external forces, the sword almost broke like Qing Ju's. He did not die in the end, but was forced to be sheathed.
This return lasted for decades.
However, the Three Thousand Swordsmanship encompasses everything. Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and blessing lies where misfortune lies.
"Hidden Swordsmanship started to be practiced seriously after your teacher restrained his sharp edge, right?" Mei Siren looked at Xiao Kongtong with a hint.
"Not sure..."
Xiao Kongtong didn't dare to say anything because he didn't dare to talk about the teacher behind his back.
But I know very well in my heart that the teacher's current state can be said to be an absolute perfection beyond Dzogchen.
An unsheathed sword indicates evil, while an unsheathed sword indicates ceremonial.
The gentleman's sword in the weapon is to be polite first and then to fight!
The teacher has gone from being wild and unruly in his youth to being restrained and sharp now. It can be said that both the "fierce" and "proper" sides have been cultivated to the extreme.
In this state where yin and yang can be perfectly harmonized, how amazing it will be when you practice swordsmanship? Xiao Kongtong can't imagine it.
"Sometimes, I really envy these real geniuses. They dare to venture and fight... Even if it is a setback, in their eyes, as long as they don't die, they can be used as a springboard to another realm and quickly find a breakthrough." Mei Siren
He looked sad and sighed with emotion as he banged his fan.
Xiao Kongtong could only nod his head to express his approval. He did not dare to talk any more about this topic, for fear that he would not be strict with his words and Mr. Siren would ask him some information about the teacher.
"Isn't this the case for Xu Xiaoshou?"
He turned his eyes, looked at the young man sitting cross-legged and meditating, and said with a smile:
"I have always thought that the teacher put too much pressure on him. What Xu Xiaoshou is facing in his current situation has always been a role that he should not face now."
"But sometimes, I think, the pressure is so great, but Xu Xiaoshou can still complete it."
Beautiful harmony and smooth solution to so many troubles.”
"Perhaps his potential has not been squeezed to its limit."
After a pause, Xiao Kongtong suddenly became excited and bared his teeth and said:
"But when I think about it again, I feel that this is too cruel. After all, Xu Xiaoshou is only a young generation and should not be involved in the war of the older generation."
"Some of the situations he faced were difficult for me to intervene in..."
Mei Si laughed when he heard this, but he could completely understand what the "Eighth Sword Immortal" was thinking, and said softly: "It is true that there shouldn't be such a lot of pressure, but I thought that your teacher might just be watching Xu Xiaoshou.
A shadow of his youth."
Xiao Kongtong was slightly startled, and then seemed to realize something.
Indeed, Xu Xiaoshou's talent is very strong, perhaps not even comparable to his own.
The teacher's arrangement for him completely followed the path he took when he was young, using the greatest pressure to force a person to grow as quickly as possible.
Because Xu Xiaoshou entered the game too early, if he cannot grow quickly, he will soon become an outcast in the hands of the big shots.
The only way to return home after abandoning a son is to die.
"Buzz!"
While they were chatting, Xu Xiaoshou, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating beside him, was trembling.
The surging sword intent began to wreak havoc on the ancient long street, and Xu Xiaoshou, just like an ancient sleeping lion being awakened, suddenly floated into the air, his eyes were obviously closed, but it gave people a sense of "awakening" and "returning"
", "crazy" feeling!
"Qiongqi and silence are cultivated in the heart, and the outer body is as decayed as an old tree..."
Xiao Kongtong stepped back a little, feeling that his spiritual world was slightly affected.
He actually saw the shadow of the "Qiongqi" part in the teacher's description of the Heart Sword Art in Xu Xiaoshou, who was just learning the Heart Sword Art. He felt a little incredible.
"This kid is really under a lot of pressure. His 'self' is a bit fierce and scary."
Xiao Kongtong glanced at the ferocious sword elephant behind Mr. Si Ren without leaving any trace.
Perhaps, the old swordsman saw that Xu Xiaoshou's "self" might not be weaker than his, and that's why he became interested and wanted to teach swordsmanship?
"He is indeed very cruel, but I don't know how long he can maintain this state and whether he can find his true self all at once." Mei Siren took the lead slightly, with even more satisfaction in his eyes.
With the sword elephant on his back, his steps remained motionless, not affected by Xu Xiaoshou's will at all.
"I see hanging..."
Xiao Kongtong hesitated to speak, comparing them in his mind.
Since they are both from the same school, we can only use Mr. Siren for comparison.
The old swordsman held the sword for three days, and then used seven days to realize the chaotic form of the gods and Buddhas in front of him, adding up...ten days!
How long did it take for Xu Xiaoshou to become famous?
Half a year?
Let’s just say he has been holding a sword for half a year!
But he had always followed a wild path in the past. Now, with Mr. Siren's guidance, he could only enter samadhi and realize the gods and Buddhas in a few quarters of an hour.
That talent is much scarier than myself and the teacher!
He was exhausted and just like Mr. Si Ren, he realized the chaotic form of a god and Buddha, and then spent more than half a year polishing it to become his own god and Buddha... Xiao Kongtong quickly gave
judge.
"Click!"
However, Xu Xiaoshou, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, seemed to have an unreasonable aura, rising at a terrifying speed!
Soon, the sound of clicking in the surrounding long streets could be heard incessantly.
The ancient and tall city tower in the distance was affected by the sword's will, and began to crack and then collapse.
"Rumble--"
A huge sound came, and the stone sword in Mei Si's hand was raised. The phantom sword technique quickly built a simple and rough illusory world, and brought the surrounding phenomena into this false time and space, so that the sound of explosions would not be affected.
His beloved disciple Xu Xiaoshou.
"This momentum has risen a bit too terrifyingly. What did he encounter in the spiritual world? How much pressure is he feeling?"
Xiao Kongtong felt the increasing pressure, and the pores on his body began to tighten, and his whole body became serious and alert.
How could Grandmaster Xu Xiaoshou be so powerful?
How hard was his "self" suppressed before he could rebound so powerfully?
Mei Siren's eyes also changed from admiration and satisfaction to solemnity and concern, and he said slightly harshly:
"Ba Zunzun, it is indeed too much!"
"Not everyone belongs to him. What Xu Xiaoshou endured in the spiritual world may be much more difficult than we imagined. Afterwards, the old man must seek an explanation from him."
Xiao Kongtong silently raised his eyes and glanced at the old swordsman, trembling and not daring to answer.
He could only try to change the subject: "Mr. Siren, the most important thing in swordsmanship is mental training. I'm worried that Xu Xiaoshou's momentum has risen so fast. Not only is it not a good thing, it may be dangerous."
"You mean inner demon?" Mei Siren stared intently, always paying attention to Xu Xiaoshou's changes.
"Almost..." Xiao Kongtong shrank his head weakly, "What I mean is that if he forcibly crushes the semi-saints he faced before in the spiritual world and experiences that 'refreshing feeling', I'm afraid
It will be a thankless task, and in the end he will suffer the consequences and breed some extra distracting thoughts, which will affect his progress in practicing the Heart Sword Technique."
He chose his words carefully.
Even so, these words clearly offended the Meisi people.
"The inner demon is just the inner demon, why bother to be tactful? But, this is impossible to happen!" Mei Siren glanced away, then quickly looked back, paying attention to Xu Xiaoshou's condition.
The sight of Xiao Kongtong being followed by Jian Xiang made everyone numb, and he said in fear:
"Yes, what you always said makes perfect sense!"
"Xu Xiaoshou has outstanding talent and extraordinary character. It is impossible for him to breed inner demons unless he is influenced by external forces..."
When he stopped talking, he even laughed.
Mr. Siren and I are here, who is not afraid of death and dares to come and disrupt Xu Xiaoshou's cultivation?
Look at Mr. Siren's attitude of protecting the calf just now, how can he take off his skin?
At this moment, when the momentum climbed to the extreme, even the surrounding virtual world of phantom swordsmanship built by the Meisi people was affected, began to shake, and was about to collapse...
Xu Xiaoshou's body suddenly trembled violently. When he was supposed to be completely immersed in the spiritual world and not show any emotion, his face suddenly became visible to the naked eye.
After that, a faint black energy began to overflow from his seven orifices.
"This?" Xiao Kongtong's pupils shrank.
Isn't it?
Am I talking too much?
For the first time, as expected, Mei Siren came over with an angry look on his face. Although he didn't say a word, Xiao Kongtong felt that the old swordsman had said everything. He almost dug a crack in the ground and buried himself.
"Don't let anything happen to you. You must not let anything happen to you. If something happens to you, something will happen to me too..." Xiao Kongtong secretly meowed Mr. Siren, clasped his hands together, and began to pray.
But the more you are afraid of something, the more likely you are to be afraid of it!
As far as the eye can see, after the initial abnormality, within a split second, Xu Xiaoshou's whole body was shaken violently, the sword energy in his body was turbulent, as if he was going the wrong way, his whole body was cracked and bleeding, and the majestic demonic energy surged out.
——As if Mr. Sang had been struck by an arrow from the sinful bow, he was completely possessed by the devil!
"You crow's mouth!" Mei Si finally couldn't bear it any longer and was about to strike with the stone sword in his hand.
"It's not my fault..." Xiao Kongtong was so frightened that he jumped up and was about to leave.
At this moment, both of them obviously realized something. They turned their eyes in disbelief and looked somewhere in the distance - it was not the crow's mouth, but someone really interfered and affected Xu Xiaoshou's cultivation state!
No!
This seems to be a crow’s mouth too!
"Who did it?"
Xiao Kongtong subconsciously wanted to make up for his crow's mouth, so he set out to find someone, pull that person out and beat him to death.
But the next second, he realized that the atmosphere around him was wrong...
Solid! Shocking! Horrifying!
The dignified Senior Brother of Shenyue Immortal City, Xiao Kongtong felt like he was stuck in a quagmire at this moment, and it was difficult to even lift a step, let alone arrest someone.
Trying to turn his head sideways with difficulty, Xiao Kongtong tried to take action...
because he feels
I felt that Mr. Siren next to me had changed. He was no longer the gentle old man. He seemed to have suddenly mutated and become a different person.
If you don't take action, it will be too late!
The terrifying feeling of breathlessness exuding next to it was like the endless volcano in the realm of extinguishing fire that the God of Heaven had violently penetrated with the Sea-Dinging Needle, and stirred countless times.
Predictable......
The next second will definitely be a world-destroying volcanic eruption!
After twisting his head desperately, Xiao Kongtong finally managed to turn around and looked in the direction of Mr. Siren.
At this time, there was a thunderous sound exploding in my ears, as if it was going to completely shatter the human mind and soul, it was crazy and terrifying.
"who?!"
Xiao Kongtong was so frightened that his heart stopped.
What you can see is that the face of the old swordsman Mei is extremely serious and gloomy. It is red from exerting force, and even the veins on his neck are clearly visible.
The people of Meisi stared in that direction in the distance.
He gritted his teeth, furious, opened his mouth again, and the gods and Buddhas were forced out in front of Xiao Kongtong, but he did not dare to act rashly and could only cover his ears.
Sure enough, a suppressed and low voice suddenly squeezed out from the gap between the old sword fairy's teeth, which was extremely shocking.