Lin Yun followed Mu Xueling and looked up. Mu Xueling was wearing a pure white gown and had a graceful figure. The starlight falling on her body seemed to be covered with a layer of holy gauze.
"Holy Elder, do you know how to use the sword?"
Lin Yun couldn't help but ask.
"No, it's mentioned in the book. I read it and got a rough idea. I just simulated some of Kenshin's methods, but they are far behind the real Kenshin."
Mu Xueling did not look back and continued: "Actually, you have already touched some of Jian Xin's fur."
"It's true or false, how come I don't know?"
Lin Yun was happy.
"You don't know too much." Mu Xueling still looked neither happy nor sad, but she left Lin Yun speechless.
She continued: "The heart of the sword is difficult to master. Mastering the sword intention of the sky is only the foundation. Many people may not be able to master the sword heart even if they have the sword intention of the sky. Many saints can also use swords and master the sword intention, but they do not have the ability to condense the sword.
If you don’t have a heart, you won’t be called a swordsman.”
"Only those who have mastered the sword heart can be truly called swordsmen and are qualified to practice the Yinghuo Divine Sword. Even if it is not convenient for your master to teach you, he should have made arrangements, otherwise he would not let you practice the Yinghuo Divine Sword.
It belongs to the Vulcan Sword. If you practice this swordsmanship rashly, you can easily go crazy. In fact, the higher the talent, the more likely it is to get into trouble."
Lin Yun followed behind and was startled, saying: "Elder Saint, how did you know?"
Simply!
The master indeed told him to go to Tiandao Sect and let his senior brother continue to guide him in his sword practice.
"There's nothing surprising. I just read too many books." Mu Xueling said quietly, then stopped and muttered: "Give me your hand."
"oh!"
Lin Yun nodded slightly and stretched out his hand.
Whoosh!
Mu Xueling grabbed Lin Yun's hand and jumped into the air. Lin Yun looked dazed in the air, as if he had passed through some barrier.
When his vision returned, he landed on a snowfield.
This place was full of spiritual energy, much richer than the top of the snow-capped mountains where Yue Weiwei had stayed. Lin Yun took a deep breath... and shivered several times due to the cold.
So cold!
"This is the secret realm of Shuihan. The spiritual energy attributes are relatively single and there is little external interference. It is suitable for practicing sword heart. I like it very much." Mu Xueling found a place to sit down and looked at Lin Yundao.
"Holy Elder, what is the heart of the sword?"
Lin Yun asked.
"It's hard to describe in words, come here."
After Lin Yun came over, Mu Xueling reached out and touched Lin Yun's eyebrows.
boom!
The moment the cold white fingers touched Lin Yun's eyebrows, his vision went dark and all his five senses were blocked.
You can't see, hear or smell, and you can't feel the existence of all things.
The whole world was dark, but my heart lit up. The moment my heart lit up, the world became extremely clear again.
Lin Yun "saw" everything within a ten-mile radius, "saw" the individual ice chips on the snowfield, "saw" the weeds growing tenaciously on the snowfield, and "saw" Mu Xueling sitting in front of him.
What a nice view!
Only then did Lin Yun realize that the Mu Xueling he saw on weekdays did not seem to be the real Mu Xueling.
The appearance of the two has not changed much, but the Mu Xueling in front of her is a bit frighteningly beautiful. Her facial features are perfect, her skin is as smooth as snow, and her whole face is like a peerless eyebrow that blooms with the spirit of a fairy.
There is no mundane atmosphere at all, as if it will go away with the wind at any time, and you will become an immortal if you don't pay attention.
Bang!
Just when Lin Yun was immersed in Mu Xueling's peerless beauty, a powerful force came and his whole body was ejected.
After landing, his vision returned to normal. He raised his head to look at Mu Xueling. She was still as beautiful as jade, but she was not as breathtaking as before.
"Don't look at me."
Mu Xueling said coldly.
Has it been discovered?
Lin Yun looked slightly embarrassed and changed the subject: "Was the swordshin state just now?"
Mu Xueling nodded, and then said: "That's about it, but it's not the real Kenshin. I just let you feel a little bit about Kenshin's mind."
Lin Yun pondered: "The holy elder just said that I have grasped a little bit of the sword's heart. What did you mean?"
"After you were promoted to Tianqiong Sword Intention, was there a period of time when you were able to avoid many dangers by relying on your intuition in battle? Many dangers without warning, you were able to avoid by relying on your intuition..."
Mu Xueling said in a deep voice.
Lin Yun was shocked again and said, "How did you know?"
"It says so in the book."
"What book can you lend me to read?"
"The General Manual of Kendo cannot be borrowed. The book is on the mountain." Mu Xueling said.
Seeing Mu Xueling's serious answer, Lin Yun twitched the corner of his mouth, this woman...can't be so serious.
"I will now seal off your six senses and sword intention, and use the Heavenly Sword Heart Cleansing Song to train your sword intention instinct, allowing you to master the sword intention in a short period of time." Mu Xueling said.
"Is it useful?"
"It's useful, but whether you can master the sword's heart ultimately depends on you. After you master the sword's heart, it won't be as difficult as before to practice the Firefly Divine Sword." Mu Xueling said eloquently,
No illness, no slowness.
"Okay, please ask the Holy Elder to help me."
Lin Yun said in a deep voice.
"This is considered practicing with the help of external forces, and the process will be more painful. Are you sure?" Mu Xueling asked again.
"I'm sure."
Lin Yun had already thought about it before he came. As long as it could increase his own strength, he would be willing to suffer any pain.
Master might only have two years to live, or even one year... Lin Yun didn't dare to think about it, he didn't want to think about it, but escaping would never solve the problem.
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yun found that his vision was completely dark.
No, not only was the vision black, but also the sense of taste and consciousness were gone.
The sword intention is still there, but the perception of the sword intention is gone, and the mental power is also sealed in the Xuan Palace and cannot be released.
This... After Lin Yun was shocked and calmed down, when Mu Xueling pointed at him, he should have also penetrated the rules of the holy way.
"here we go."
After Mu Xueling sent a message to Lin Yun with her mental power, she started playing the pipa in her arms.
Heavenly Sword Cleanses the Heart!
The sound of the pipa suddenly sounded as sonorous as a sword, continuously coming from Mu Xueling's hands. Her fingers were so flexible that it was unimaginable.
Lin Yun couldn't see, hear, or feel, but deep down in his heart, he felt an inexplicable anger and a dangerous aura.
Whoosh!
He immediately used his body skills to avoid turning his body to the left, and the sword energy derived from the sound wave quickly passed by his side.
Sword light soon fell from all directions like a violent storm.
Left, right, front... No... Damn it, where is it?
Lin Yun suddenly panicked. He instinctively wanted to release his sword intention and dragon essence perception, but it was no use...it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.
Click!
In just an instant, Lin Yun was hit by dozens of sword rays, and poof, severe pain immediately spread from all directions in his body.
"it hurts."
Lin Yun was shocked, Mu Xueling was playing tricks.
Calm down, calm down!
Lin Yun forced himself to calm down. He was now like an ordinary person whose eyes were blindfolded and his ears were blocked. He even lost his sense of touch and could not feel the wind blowing on his body.
He heard the sonorous pipa sound, but could not see the sword light derived from the sound waves, so he could only rely on his inability to dodge.
It would be fine if there was only one sword light, but once there were too many, Tianqiong Sword Intention's instinct to deal with danger would instantly become messy.
Swish, swish, swish!
Unknowingly, three hours passed, and Lin Yun was almost always in a state of being tortured, with blood all over his body from being stabbed by sword light.
"Let's get here first."
Mu Xueling's voice derived from his mental power came in his mind. When the voice came, Lin Yun's vision gradually recovered, his expression was tired, his face was pale, and his eyes showed a look of frustration.
What a failure!
Lin Yun looked at Mu Xueling and said, "This so-called instinct seems to be of no use. Is it really feasible to continue like this?"
Mu Xueling hugged Pipa and said: "Look carefully, the heart, throat, eyebrows, and eyes, these fatal points, are actually not injured."
Lin Yun was shocked when he heard this. After checking it, he was surprised to find that it seemed to be the case.
Although his body was covered in bruises and bruises, these fatal wounds were all intact, and even he himself was not aware of the instinct of Tianqiong Sword Intent.
"This... is really magical." Lin Yun said in surprise.
Mu Xueling muttered: "When you are aware of these fatal dangers and can consciously avoid them, you are not far away from mastering the heart of the sword."
"etc……"
Lin Yun suddenly felt something was wrong and said: "Elder Saint, did you really attack these vital points of mine?"
"Really." Mu Xueling said.
Lin Yun took a breath, wondering if this was a bit too much. He smiled bitterly and said, "What would have happened if I hadn't escaped?"
"You can't die. You have reached the third level of the Azure Dragon Breaking Heaven Technique. Even if your heart is pierced, you will not die immediately." Mu Xuelin paused and said, "It says so in the book."
Lin Yun felt his tooth hurt when he heard it.
Now sit cross-legged and activate the Qinglong Divine Bone to close your eyes and heal.
Mu Xueling took out her bamboo flute and played the Heavenly Sword Xixintui. The notes she played were as gentle as the moonlight. These beating notes turned into wisps of light yellow breath and escaped into Lin Yun's body, and then rushed into his heart.
"So cool..."
Lin Yun instantly felt as if his heart was being washed over and over again by clean water.
When those notes entered his body, the sword intention in the sea of consciousness became extremely soft, and there were many invisible insights in his mind. Those flute sounds trembled in his ears like a divine sword, and there was a sound in the sky.
The sound of the avenue turned into the sound of bells and kept echoing.
Heavenly Sword Cleanses the Heart?
Lin Yun's heart moved, and he immediately began to comprehend it carefully.
After half a stick of incense, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped. Lin Yun opened his eyes and said, "Elder Holy, I'm fine."
"continue."
After Mu Xueling finished speaking, Lin Yun's world turned dark again, relying on instinct to avoid all kinds of deadly threats.
Time passed, and he just cycled around in a boring way, getting injured, healing, and then comprehending the Heart-Cleaning Song of Heavenly Sword.
"Is this guy crazy?"
Even though it was Mu Xueling, she couldn't help but have a look of surprise in her eyes.
Seven days have passed now, but during these seven days, Lin Yun never stopped, and he believed in her unconditionally.
No matter how serious the injury was, there was no impatience or complaint at all. He just gritted his teeth and persisted little by little, chasing the slightly empty heart of the sword.
boom!
Suddenly, a majestic sword power bloomed from Lin Yun's body, and a bright light surged from his heart.
Whoosh whoosh!
Lin Yun, who was still banned, seemed to have his eyes opened, dodging back and forth among thousands of sword lights. No matter how fast Mu Xueling played the pipa, the sword lights derived from the sound waves could not really hurt Lin Yun, and even
You can't even see the hem of his clothes.
He became calm and confident, as if he were strolling in a courtyard, walking among hundreds of lights and shadows.
Those sword lights criss-crossed and soared up and down. Deep inside Lin Yun became calmer and calmer, and could even strike back.
The light blooming in his heart became brighter and brighter, and finally he rose into the air, hovering in mid-air, and the light on his chest exploded like the sun.
Click!
Mu Xueling's fingers faltered, causing the strings to break.
