377. Chapter 373 The Sword Is My Heart My Heart Is The Sword
Full of questions, Li Mengnan found the mysterious demon spirit in the phantom prison.
The practice method of "Sword Heart Sword" was created by her. Apart from herself, there is no other person in the world who can answer Li Mengnan's questions.
"You actually used anime peripherals to project the Heart Sword? It's really creative..."
After listening to Li Mengnan's statement, the girl seemed to be very interested in Li Mengnan's unexpected approach. She squatted down and drew various mysterious symbols and graphics on the ground with her fingertips, as if she was performing some kind of complex calculation.
"This kind of non-religious wish power is very weak individually, but the good thing is that it can only be extracted by you alone, and the total amount is still considerable... It is just that the nature of this wish power seems a bit complicated, not like the religious wish power.
It is pure and needs to be purified. I will teach you a technique to purify the willpower later. In the future, every time you project something similar to the Heart Sword, remember to add the purification technique to it..."
Li Mengnan sweated. He really didn't know that this big demon spirit actually had the attribute of being a top student. At this moment, he felt like a poor student facing the CET-6 exam paper. There were no symbols or spells on the floor.
know.
"Wait a moment, it seems that the building is wrong. You haven't answered my question yet."
The girl didn't even raise her head, and continued to move her fingers like flying. At the same time, she asked: "In your opinion, what should the Heart Sword Skill be like? It's like the kind in the game that after you click on the skill points, it will become powerful directly at full level.
trick?"
"Hey, I didn't expect that you even know the game. This metaphor is quite vivid." Li Mengnan smiled. Compared with the cold and aloof when he first met, this big demon spirit became more and more down-to-earth.
"In the memory you left behind, I saw something called 'Lu, Lu, Lu'. It looks interesting, but it's a pity that I can't operate it myself."
The memories that Li Mengnan shared with her were quite complex, including the video memory of going to an Internet cafe with a few animals in the dormitory several times to have fun.
"Well, if I have a chance, I'll take you to play with me."
The girl raised her head and looked sarcastic through the iron cage.
"I'm serious." Li Mengnan said sincerely.
"Okay, I will look forward to that day."
The girl suddenly showed a bright smile, sweet, like candy melting in her mouth.
Of course, Li Mengnan knew that the other party's words were by no means as simple as the literal meaning.
"Let's talk about the Heart Sword skill." The girl took the initiative to bring the topic back on track, stood up and stretched out her hand to Li Mengnan, "Show me your Heart Sword skill."
Li Mengnan's thoughts moved slightly, and two cold lights, one black and one white, shot through the sky quickly, passed through the gap in the iron cage, and hovered steadily in front of the girl.
This means that within his own consciousness space, if it were in the outside world, with his current cultivation level, it would never be possible for him to wield the sword freely as he pleased.
"You're pretty smart to know the reason for changing your appearance."
The girl held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the black and white swords moved with the wind, creating beautiful but deadly flashes of light.
Li Mengnan was surprised to find that even though he was wielding a sword with both hands, the opponent's sword was extremely lethal. He could feel the sharp sword energy even through the confinement of the iron cage. It was completely unlike him who only looked good.
After a while, the girl sheathed her sword and stood up, wearing a white dress and long hair, as elegant as a fairy.
"Do you understand?"
"don't know."
"That's right if you don't understand."
The girl seemed quite proud of her cold joke, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a slight arc.
"You mean I don't understand swordsmanship?" Li Mengnan seemed to have a little more understanding in his heart.
"You don't understand swords."
The girl didn't see any movement, but the two swords "Black Light" and "White Night" suddenly let out a clear dragon roar.
"The sword has spirit. When you realize the sword principle of 'my heart is the sword', you will be able to exert the power of your heart sword skill 100%."
Li Mengnan frowned and thought hard.
"It sounds very mysterious, can we explain it in a simpler way?"
"The way of swordsmanship emphasizes the meaning rather than the form." The girl placed the black and white swords on the ground at her feet, crossed her arms and stared at Li Mengnan, and said leisurely: "The sword is my body, my body is the sword, the sword is my heart, and my heart is the sword.
, the sword is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is the sword, these are the six realms of Jianxinjian."
Li Mengnan did not continue to ask.
Although he doesn't understand swords, he understands realm.
One language can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.
If you have realized it, you have realized it. If you have not realized it, you have not realized it. Everything depends on chance and cannot be forced.
The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step.
Just like what the great demon spirit said, if you want to use the Heart Sword Skill, you must at least be able to use the sword first.
If you don't even know how to use a sword, how can you talk about wielding a sword?
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Shibuya District, Kyoto, Japan.
Li Mengnan had never thought that a place like Shibuya, with its many high-rise buildings and full of trendy and modern atmosphere, would still have a kendo dojo like this that seemed to have been transported from the Edo period hundreds of years ago.
Tiangong Dojo.
The name of this kendo dojo made Li Mengnan subconsciously think of the young Japanese woman Tiangong Zhizi with whom he had a one-night stand.
He suddenly had an unknown premonition.
Amamiya Oriko's deceased husband ran a kendo dojo, and he was from Kyoto. Could this Tengu dojo be the same Tengu dojo?
It is said that the surname "Tiangong" is not a common surname in the Japanese country, and it is probably difficult to have the same name.
Li Mengnan suddenly felt that his whole body was not well.
I originally thought that I would forget about that day with Gong Zhizi, but I didn’t expect that after going around in circles, I would directly find her home.
But he couldn't leave.
Because judging from the information collected on the Internet, the "reversed blade" he was looking for was in this dojo.
Li Mengnan bravely knocked on the door of the dojo, hoping in his heart that Tiangong Zhizi would still stay in China and not come back.
Not long after, a young man in dark blue kendo uniform poked his head out of the door, looked at Li Mengnan up and down, and asked doubtfully: "Who are you looking for?"
"Well……"
Li Mengnan hesitated for a moment. Although he was here to buy a sword, it would be a bit too abrupt to state his intention so directly. He should check the situation first.
"I want to learn kendo."
In the kendo dojo, there is no more reliable reason than this.
Li Mengnan's Japanese was very standard, with the most authentic Kyoto accent. The young man had no doubts at all, and immediately opened the door completely with a happy face.
"Oh, it turns out you want to learn swordsmanship. You should have told me earlier! Please come in quickly! Please come in quickly!" At the same time, he shouted inward: "Master, there is a new person coming to learn swordsmanship!"
The young man's fiery enthusiasm instantly shocked Li Mengnan. He wondered how long it had been since this dojo had no new disciples. How could someone be so excited?
In the big house opposite the courtyard, several young people poked their heads through the door frame, and were soon shouted back by a harsh roar.
"Do you think the lessons assigned to you are too easy? Get back here! Each of you will swing your sword three hundred more times!"
The house was suddenly filled with mourning.
Li Mengnan took off his shoes at the door and entered the dojo. A tall and strong middle-aged man immediately came forward and looked at him carefully, his face was so serious that it was almost suppressed.
"Do you want to learn to sword?"
"I don't understand anything. I want to understand it first, okay?"
Learning swordsmanship was just an excuse, Li Mengnan never thought of pretending to be a real person.
"That's fine, just look aside first."
The tall middle-aged man nodded calmly. Li Mengnan's request was humane and not excessive.
After the middle-aged man left, the young man who led Li Mengnan in whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, Master Dai has a scary face and speaks a little loud, but he is still a very nice person."
The practice in the dojo continued. Li Mengnan sat on the floor in the corner, curiously looking at this old but ancient kendo dojo.
Apart from its large area, this dojo had no highlights at all. The only thing that interested him was the wall covered with name tags.
The first wooden sign on the far right reads "Amamiya Soun", which should be the name of the owner of this dojo.
The second "Tsu Fujiwara" is probably the acting master with the loud voice just now.
Looking along the way in order, Li Mengnan quickly found a wooden sign with "Tiangong Xia Shu" written on it.
That is the target he is about to contact this time, the real owner of the "Reverse Blade".
During the break, the young man who opened the door took the initiative to chat with Li Mengnan.
The boy's name is Tetsuya Ezaki, a high school student who lives nearby and has been studying kendo at Tengu Dojo for a year.
"Ezaki-kun, are there only so many people here?"
Li Mengnan had long noticed that the number of people in the dojo did not match the sign on the wall.
There are more than fifty wooden plaques on the wall, but there are less than ten disciples in the dojo.
"This...it's a long story."
Speaking of this topic, Tetsuya Ezaki, who was originally very interested, became as muted as a firecracker that had been watered down, with a face as gray as constipation.
Just as the rest time was over, Tetsuya Ezaki immediately ran away amid the iconic roar of his acting master Fujiwara Tsuyoshi.
It seems that the desertedness of this dojo is not the norm, and there must be another hidden reason.
"The newcomer sitting over there!"
While Li Mengnan was lowering his head in thought, he suddenly saw the bamboo sword in Fujiwara Tsuyoshi's hand pointing at him.
"Yes, I'm talking about you, come here."
Li Mengnan stood up and pulled the folds on his clothes, and walked forward quickly. Fujiwara immediately picked up a bamboo sword from the sword stand and threw it to him, making a gesture of holding the sword with both hands.
"Master Fujiwara, what are you doing?"
"Come on, give it a try."
After all, Li Mengnan was not yet a formal disciple of the dojo, and Fujiwara Tsuyoshi did not act too harshly. He taught him the simplest and most basic sword-swinging movements, allowing Li Mengnan to experience the feeling of using a sword.
Li Mengnan followed suit, but Fujiwara Tsuyoshi shook his head repeatedly.
"Master Fujiwara, is there anything wrong with my movements?" Li Mengnan felt that the imitation just now was at least 99% similar.
"You'll understand after just looking at it, Tetsuya, come here and give me a demonstration."
Fujiwara called over Ezaki Tetsuya, and after explaining the situation, Ezaki Tetsuya made two sword swings in succession.
Although the two swings of the sword seemed to be the same in terms of pace and angle, Li Mengnan still vaguely felt that there seemed to be a huge difference between the two swings of the sword.