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739. Chapter 739 Perfect Sword Intent

"Sword skills? Why don't you help me unblock my meridians, improve my true energy or something?" Ling Chuxi was stunned. Compared with martial arts, true energy cultivation is the foundation. There are only sword styles but no corresponding ones.

In terms of true energy cultivation, I feel like I have put the cart before the horse.

"With my current spiritual power, do you think I can do it?" Cang Yuan asked with a wry smile.

"Okay then, it's just one move, isn't it missing something?" Ling Chuxi thought about it and felt that she was a bit pushy. It was so difficult for Cang Yuan to wake up even once. She really wanted him to help dredge the meridians and increase the true energy.

, I’m afraid I’ll have to sleep for another ten thousand years before I wake up, and I might be completely out of my mind.

However, teaching only one style is still a bit lacking. Ling Chuxi never wants too little of good things.

"This move alone is enough for you to protect yourself. Moreover, I only fused Cang Yuan Sword Soul and Sword Soul. With my current ability, I can only teach you this move." Cang Yuan said.

After saying that, Cang Yuan's majestic figure slowly appeared in Ling Chuxi's mind.

"Look, I can only practice it once. It's up to you whether you can understand it or not." Cang Yuan said and slowly started to move.

The figure's long sword swept lightly in his hand, and his body moved slowly, so slowly that one could hardly feel his movement.

But in this sword, Ling Chuxi clearly felt that lightness, agility, calmness, and simplicity were integrated into one body. The body was like a long sword, and the sword moved with the heart. People and swords were indistinguishable from each other, heaven and earth, divine thoughts, and prehistoric times.

All things are contained in this sword.

Every movement he makes, every inch of the sword's movement, carries a strange rhythm, describing the endless reincarnations and containing the mystery of the changes in the universe.

If Ling Chuxi had to describe it, she could only use two words: perfect!

Ling Chuxi fully integrated into it, carefully experiencing every subtle change in this sword style, and comprehending the profound sword intention.

I don't know how long it took, but Cang Yuan's movements finally stopped.

Ling Chuxi was still immersed in the sword intention, unable to extricate herself for a long time, and it took a long time for her mind to withdraw.

"Have you understood it?" Cang Yuan asked.

Ling Chuxi nodded, thought for a while, and shook her head. This sword seemed simple, but in fact it had endless variations, including the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, which was not so easy to understand. Fortunately, Cang Yuan only taught her this move,

If there were more, it would be difficult for her to remember them.

"With your martial arts skills, you should be able to understand. Take your time." Cang Yuan said, his figure became extremely unreal, and his voice was full of exhaustion.

"Wait!" Ling Chuxi shouted quickly when she knew that the spiritual power of Cangyuan Sword Spirit was almost exhausted and it was about to fall into a deep sleep again.

"What else?"

"How can we find other Cangyuan Cangyi?" Ling Chuxi has already felt the mystery and power of this sword technique, and is very interested in the other six styles of Cangyuan Sword. However, according to Cangyuan, unless other Cangyuan swordsmanship can be found,

Yuan Canyi, otherwise his ability would not be able to teach the other six styles.

"If I can have enough spiritual power to cultivate my soul, I can condense it into the sword spirit body, and then I can help you find other Cang Yuan's residual meaning." Cang Yuan said.

"Sufficient spiritual power? You mean Mo Yujing?" Ling Chuxi thought for a while and asked.

"It doesn't have to be black jade crystal, other heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can cultivate the soul can also be used." Cang Yuan's voice became weaker and weaker, becoming extremely distant. The last word was already too weak to be heard, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

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