Sitting on the rock, Ye Shaohan did not continue to question these disciples, but raised his head, looked at the illusory sky, and murmured softly: "The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river!"
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention! Hearing the words, Wu Ling and others were shocked, secretly thinking about this poem they had never heard before: "The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river!"
"What a beautiful poem!" Wu Ling murmured softly, and this beautiful picture appeared in his mind involuntarily.
These dozens of disciples at the third level of the Spiritual Emperor Realm all closed their eyes. Following Ye Shaohan's words, they seemed to be in a desert, with vast yellow sand and endless horizons. They looked up at the sky, and there was not a trace of cloud in the sky. There was no grass or trees.
, cut off travel. Looking far into the distance, I saw a wisp of smoke rising at the end of the sky. This was a shock, a shock to the soul. Wu Ling and others were suddenly shocked, opened their eyes, and looked at Ye Shaohan with deep meaning.
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"There are thousands of artistic conceptions, and the artistic conception is different for everyone!" The sword energy transformed in Ye Shaohan's hands, forming a blooming flower, which then withered.
The cycle of life and death! Death represents a new life. Ye Shaohan dispersed the sword energy and murmured softly: "Everyone has a unique artistic conception. To a certain extent, we are poets. When we give the artistic conception to the sword, it forms
Got the sword intention!"
After a pause, Ye Shaohan continued: "For poets, artistic conception is a poetic space with endless charm where scenes blend together, virtuality and reality come into being, activating the rhythm of life."
"What about swordsmen?" Having said this, Ye Shaohan glanced at Wu Ling. In the past month, Wu Ling was the only one who could touch the edge of the sword's will.
Closing his eyes, Ye Shaohan continued to comprehend the three generations of sword intent, while everyone around him fell into silence.
Wu Lingruo glanced at Ye Shaohan meaningfully and sat on the rock. The scenes of his life experiences were constantly replayed in his mind.
Artistic conception, as well as life, is undergoing a change in Wu Ling. Others are also slightly thinking about it. Sometimes, if you understand, you understand, and if you don't understand, you still don't understand.
A few moments later, Wu Ling raised his head, bowed to Ye Shaohan thoughtfully, and then turned around and left.
When Wu Ling left, Wu Ling's body was filled with a vague sword intention. Ye Shaohan knew that Wu Ling had realized his own artistic conception.
Several Luoxia Peak disciples caught a glimpse of Wu Ling's leaving figure, with a trace of contemplation in their eyes. One of them, a middle-aged man, took a few steps across, bowed to Ye Shaohan and said, "I dare to ask the sect master, is there any realm in swordsmanship?"
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Xiao Ding is the name of a middle-aged man with good talent. At the age of forty, he was already a Level 3 Spirit Emperor Realm warrior. He defeated dozens of opponents of the same level with his superb sword style.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head and glanced at Xiao Ding with a smile in his eyes, without saying anything.
The sword energy circulated in Ye Shaohan's hand again, and the sword energy changed erratically, just like Ye Shaohan's thoughts. When Xiao Ding asked this question, Ye Shaohan was thinking deeply.
"Do you think there is a realm?"
Ye Shaohan did not answer, but asked Xiao Ding. In response, Xiao Ding shook his head slightly and murmured: "I don't know, I used to think there was, but now I am confused!"
"In my opinion, swordsmanship has realms, which can be divided into three categories!" Having said this, Ye Shaohan removed the sword energy from his palms and said in a deep voice: "The first one is that there is a sword in the hand, but there is no sword in the heart; the main one is that there is a sword in the hand, but there is no sword in the heart.
What is practiced is the sword style, one move at a time; secondly, there is a sword in the hand, and there is a sword in the heart. The so-called human sword is one, and what is practiced is the sword intention; thirdly, there is no sword in the hand, and there is no sword in the heart.
, is a kind of peace that is as great as it is empty!”
"For swordsmen, as long as you think there is a realm, then there is a realm, so why bother to persevere!" At this point, Ye Shaohan pointed out, and his sword energy broke through the clouds in the void.
The dawn light filtered through the broken clouds and fell on Xiao Ding. Xiao Ding was shaken, with a look of sudden realization on his face. He held his sword and made a sword salute to Ye Shaohan, stood up, and retreated.
"Not bad understanding!" Looking at Xiao Ding's leaving figure, Ye Shaohan murmured softly.
Seeing Xiao Dingruo leaving with deep meaning, other peak disciples also stepped forward, this time it was the Xiyue Peak disciple, whose white dress set off his temperament vividly.
The woman is Chu Ge, who has worshiped Xiyue Peak since she was a child. It has been more than thirty years now. Chu Ge held his sword and made a sword salute to Ye Shaohan, saying: "Swordsmanship has its realm, so can swords have its realm?"
After all, he is a warrior of the Spiritual Emperor Realm, and the questions he asks are all directed to the essence. Ye Shaohan thought for a moment, stood up, held the Qilin Sword, and struck the rock next to the mountain with one sword. The sharpness of the Qilin Sword was enough to break through the rock.
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Ye Shaohan stopped, looked at Chu Ge who was thoughtful, and held the huge stone sword beside him. The stone sword fell suddenly, but it seemed to be light and airy. When the sword fell, the rocks were broken.
After reaching this point, Ye Shaohan glanced at Chu Ge again, raised his left hand, held the falling petals between his fingertips, flicked his left hand, and the petals shot out, breaking through the rock.
Sheathing his sword, Ye Shaohan sat down again and closed his eyes without disturbing the thoughtful Chu Ge.
After a few moments, Ye Shaohan finally spoke: "There are three sword techniques, and there are also three sword realms. The first is that the sword is sharp and invincible; the second is that the heavy sword has no edge, and is ingenious and useless; the third is that flying flowers and picking leaves, no sword can win.
There is a sword."
Having said this, Ye Shaohan stopped pointing out, and could only rely on Chu Ge's understanding.
Pulling out the sword, Chu Ge glanced at it and murmured softly: "When I was young, I was like one of them, with sharp edges and sharp edges, fighting to be the first in everything. Now, I am like the second one, seeing her like a good woman, snatching her like a tiger. From now on,
I am like the third one, I can win without a sword but with a sword, I will be disadvantaged in every direction!"
Having said this, Chu Ge, like Wu Ling and Xiao Ding before, bowed to Ye Shaohan, stood up and left.
Whether it was Wu Ling, Xiao Ding, or Chu Ge, they were all impressed by Ye Shaohan, not only by Ye Shaohan's prestige, but also by Ye Shaohan's realm.
When the three of them left, they made a sword salute as a master's salute. It was as if, in the hearts of the three of them, Ye Shaohan was already regarded as a master.
A teacher preaches and imparts knowledge and solves doubts. Isn’t this what the so-called teacher is like?
A general trend gathered on Luoxia Peak, and immediately three weak sword intentions suddenly broke through the clouds above Luoxia Peak. (The most stable,,)
On Chaoyang Peak, the Master of Chaoyang Peak suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Luoxia Peak with a meaningful look, and murmured softly: "The three of them have successfully realized the sword intention. In the future, the Sword God Sect will definitely add three people of the Spirit Sect level!
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"There are three sword techniques, and there are three realms of swordsmanship. Swordsmen are originally poets, poets give poetic meaning to poems, and swordsmen give sword meaning to swords!" On Xiyue Peak, a beautiful figure swayed in the wind, and it was Liu Yuyan, the master of Xiyue Peak.
Raising her head, Liu Yuyan looked at the rolling clouds in the sky and murmured softly: "Brother, your disciple has surpassed you!"
On the long sword path, Ye Shaohan was still sitting on the rock, with many disciples of the Sword God Sect standing around. Everyone had their faces full of contemplation, pondering what Ye Shaohan said before.
"Everyone's path is different. We can only learn from others' paths, but we cannot copy them!" Ye Shaohan said softly, looking at the confused Sword God Sect disciples.
Speaking of this, Ye Shaohan had some thoughts in his heart. The swordsmanship of generations of moon gods can only be learned from, not copied.
Thinking of this, Ye Shaohan's understanding of the Three Generations of Sword Intentions has deepened. As his understanding deepens, Ye Shaohan's own Sword Intentions become more concise.
Ye Shaohan's voice sounded like a thunderbolt from the blue, resounding in everyone's ears. Everyone suddenly woke up and their eyes returned to their previous clarity.
After arranging his posture, Xingchen Peak disciple Lin Bian walked out from the kendo below with a sword in his hand. He made a sword salute to Ye Shaohan and said, "The sword is the king of a hundred weapons and the most deadly weapon. Why do we also pursue the kendo!"
Speaking of this, Lin Bing showed a confused look in his eyes. He was very talented and had been going to the mountains since he was a child. Because many people practiced swordsmanship, he then began to practice swordsmanship.
However, he has always been extremely confused about practicing swordsmanship. He doesn't know what the meaning of practicing swordsmanship is. It is precisely because of this that he has been stuck at the third level of the Spirit Emperor Realm for decades.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head, caught a glimpse of the confusion in Lin Bian's eyes, and said lightly: "The sword is always touching. The sword can also kill people and save people!"
Speaking of this, Ye Shaohan inadvertently heard Liu Yuehong's words and sighed slightly: "Some people practice swords because they pursue fame and wealth, some people practice swords because they want to survive, and some people practice swords because they follow the crowd.
! No matter what, everyone has their own reasons. No matter what, just stick to what you are obsessed with, why bother with the form! Haha, practicing swordsmanship, in other words, is cultivating yourself! "
"You understand, you understand!" At this point, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes again.
For a moment, the only sound left in the long sword path was the roar of the mountain wind. The mountain wind messed up everyone's long hair, but it was difficult for everyone to feel peaceful.
Lin Bian also looked at the sword in his hand blankly. He practices swordsmanship because most people practice swordsmanship, and he practices swordsmanship because most people practice swordsmanship. So what's the point?
Thinking of this, Lin Bing's expression gradually dimmed. Suddenly, Lin Bing caught a glimpse of the tombstones surrounding the sword path, and what appeared before his eyes was the scene of the man in black massacring the disciples of the Sword God Sect.
"Yes! A sword can kill people, but a sword can save people!" Lin Bian murmured softly: "I used to practice swords because I followed the crowd, but now, I practice swords for myself and myself!"
Bang bang! A fierce aura emerged from Lin Bing's body. This aura seemed to resonate with the tombstone above the sword path. For a while, his melodious sword roar resounded.
"Thank you for your guidance, sect master!" Lin Bing made a sword salute to Ye Shaohan, then turned and left.
Seeing that Wu Ling, Xiao Ding, Chu Ge, and Lin Bing all received guidance from Ye Shaohan, the disciples of Sword God Peak naturally did not lag behind. Luo Zeng, a disciple of Sword God Peak, stood up, bowed to Ye Shaohan, and said: "Disciple comes out
The sword has never been able to combine Qi, sword, and body into one?"
Speaking of this, Luo Zeng looked at Ye Shaohan with some fear. After all, the disciples of Sword God Peak had offended Ye Shaohan.