Luo Zheng is very resistant to other things getting into his mind.
After all, the Infinite Ruler is still in his mind, and if others spy on it, it may cause some unnecessary trouble.
The moment the black hair came in, Luo Zheng was slightly startled and said in his heart: "Nine-five-two-seven, will this thing..."
"Don't panic, this is just an illusion created by the sword using the eternal true meaning of the sword. This thing cannot peek into your mind," 9527 explained without losing any opportunity, "What's more, the infinite ruler in your mind is just a
It’s just Chi You’s delirium, it’s no big deal if it’s discovered…”
Even now, 9527 has no hope of integrating Shinto.
Luo Zheng felt a little at ease. The black hair entered his mind and quickly connected with Luo Zheng's soul. Then he found that all the surrounding scenery had disappeared.
The great swordsman, the rooftop, the scenery in the distance...
What still exists is the towering sword in front of you, the disciples of the Thirteenth Academy, and the translation in your hands!
"What a magical fantasy..."
"The eternal true meaning of sword movement actually exists as a substance!"
"No wonder it is said that practicing against a towering sword can get twice the result with half the effort. I feel like my head suddenly became much clearer!"
Lai Huabei and others' faces were full of excitement, and they stretched out their hands to gently touch the green filament on their foreheads.
When the other disciples from the academy heard Lai Huabei's words, their faces were full of disdain, and there were faint whispers.
"Ningjian Academy received some country bumpkins from who knows where?"
"It's like watching swordsmanship for the first time..."
"Then the academy is just a garbage dump, how do you expect them to recruit any geniuses?"
"Ignore them, don't waste time!"
The disciples of Burial Sword Palace and Demon Sword Palace have already picked up the translations in their hands and started to read the translations in their hands with words in their mouths.
Their voices were very loud, and every word came out of their mouths very smoothly...
"The land of Taichu Sword, in ancient times, was a quest for exploration, and diligently worked on the sword, for the path of eternal prosperity..."
One person chants like this, and two people chant like this. Everyone chants at their own speed. So many sounds come together to form the noise in the eyes.
Lai Huabei also held the translated version and recited, "Tai, Tai, Taichu..."
Reciting the true meaning of Tao is already extremely difficult, and Lai Huabei and the others have just started, and with the intrusion of surrounding sounds, how can they concentrate? After reciting three or four words, I couldn't continue...
Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng frowned slightly and turned to ask Qiu Siyuan, "Reciting the true meaning of Tao should have chosen a pure place. If they are so noisy, won't it affect others?"
Qiu Siyuan shook his head gently, "Brother Luo Zheng doesn't know something. The Thirteen Schools are competing with each other. The true meaning of such cultivation is also taught by their palace master..."
"Why are there such weird rules?" Luo Zheng frowned slightly.
"They say that if one can truly comprehend the Tao, he will naturally have no distractions and will not be influenced by others. In fact, the influence is quite large. I don't know which idiot made the rules," Qiu Siyuan curled his lips and said, "And look at the towering
The blade of the sword, when they practice the true meaning of the Tao, they will attack each other! We call it true meaning sword fighting!"
Luo Zheng looked in the direction pointed by Qiu Siyuan and saw strips of blue converging on the broad sword body, with sword-shaped patterns connected to the ends of the green stripes.
These sword-shaped patterns range from large to small. The large ones are as tall as a person, while the small ones are only as long as a little finger.
"What do these sword-shaped patterns represent?" Luo Zheng asked.
"That's the extent of understanding the true meaning of Tao... Look at mine, it's only the size of a palm. I used to be able to recite two or three hundred words, so it's so big. Brother Luo Zheng, this is your first time practicing swordsmanship."
Is it the true meaning of eternity? So it is only about the size of a thumb," Qiu Siyuan explained.
This towering sword can only identify the degree of cultivation of the eternal true meaning of sword movement. Although Luo Zheng has completed the natural true meaning of Taoism, it is naturally impossible to show two completely different true meanings.
Luo Zheng saw that at the end of the silk thread connecting him, there was really only a sword-shaped pattern the size of a thumb. He smiled slightly and said: "It's quite interesting..."
Apart from him, Lai Huabei and others are also about the size of a little finger. On the contrary, Liu Cian, who should have practiced the eternal true meaning of sword movement, is slightly longer than Luo Zheng and others, about the size of an index finger.
"bass!"
"bass!"
At this moment, the sound of gold and iron came from among the muttered words.
Luo Zheng looked upwards following the source of the sound, and saw two sword-shaped patterns as tall as a person on the towering giant sword attacking each other. It was obviously just a picture, but it actually made the sound of swords clashing!
In the Burial Sword Palace and the Demonic Sword Palace, one disciple each suddenly stood up.
The silk threads on their foreheads are connecting the two largest sword-shaped patterns. When the two of them looked at each other, their eyes showed a fierce fighting spirit, and their chanting voices became louder and louder!
One person said, "The Chichi Fire Emperor will take revenge for five yuan, and he will be a householder thousands of miles away. He will never destroy the people, and he won't..."
Another person said, "God walks with a blazing heart and a righteous path. If it's not me, there will be no destiny. If it's not me, there will be no name..."
"Those two guys, one named Qiu Yi and the other named Yue Baicheng, are the two best academy disciples in this group. They belong to the Burial Sword Palace and the Demon Sword Palace respectively, and they belong to two major families. They have always been
They are all tit-for-tat trying to trample each other down, and every time the two of them will engage in a true sword fight, hehe... no one else is taken seriously by them," Qiu Siyuan smiled faintly, with a rather lonely look in his eyes.
Everyone hopes to become the most dazzling genius, but Qiu Siyuan also knows that it is difficult for him to reach that level, and besides jealousy, he feels deep helplessness in his heart.
"We just need to take our time. As long as we don't stop and take one step at a time, we can always catch up slowly," Luo Zheng smiled slightly.
Qiu Siyuan shrugged his shoulders and did not refute Luo Zheng. He opened the translation in his hand for the first time and began to recite the eternal true meaning of sword movement in a low voice.
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on the platform.
After the Great Swordsman activated the formation, he looked at the towering sword with his hands behind his back.
The palace masters from each academy also rushed over at this time.
"This group of academy disciples almost all started at the same time. Qiu Yi and Yue Baicheng have left others far behind. I'm afraid there is no possibility for other disciples to catch up." A petite woman looked at the towering sword
Said, this woman is the palace master of Shangjian Palace. As she spoke, she looked at Qiu Yi and Yue Baicheng, with a hint of regret in her eyes. It was her biggest mistake not to include Qiu Yi in Shangjian Palace.
"What happened to Ningjian Academy today? Are there so many people here?" the master of Furious Sword Palace asked curiously. As he spoke, he looked around, "That guy Qiu Shengshui didn't come..."
"What's he doing here? Anyway, these losers from Ningjian Academy can't play any tricks, and he won't even think about turning around in the Presbyterian Church in this life," the master of Shangjian Palace said with a cold smile.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, two shock waves came from the distance.
Those who came were none other than Qiu Shengshui and the "Qiu Xuegong". (To be continued)