(Beyond perfection is a matter of subtlety, are we finally reaching it?)
The blade of the sword is bright and has feather-like lines, and subtle wavy lines can be seen on the blade, making it even sharper.
The length of the sword is 63, the widest is 3.2, the narrowest is 2.5, the thickest is 1, and the thinnest is 0.5. The hilt is 20 long, like a bamboo joint, dark red wood, frosted surface, slightly acidic.
Incense, the sword head is made of bronze, like a tiger's head, and weighs eighteen kilograms without the sheath.
He held the sword in his left hand, his sharp eyes reflected on the sword body, sliding past like running water. With a slight tremble of his wrist, the sword light was dazzling, and he swung it out with his free hand, pulling out blossoming sword flowers.
This is the fine iron sword that Chen Zong just got. Judging from the appearance alone, it is indeed much better than the previous ordinary iron sword. It is indeed a good sword.
The tiger's mouth of my right hand is cracked, so it is difficult to practice swordplay for the time being. Fortunately, I have been exercising my left hand, and it is not much worse than my right hand.
Flexibly holding out a few sword flowers, Chen Zong sheathed his sword.
The scabbard of the fine iron sword is made of dark red wood and decorated with bronze, making it look even more extraordinary.
Putting down his sword, Chen Zong took out the Huyang Bone Strengthening Paste.
It is about the size of an egg, brown, and exudes a strong fishy aroma. According to the person who sent the Hu Yang Bone Strengthening Paste, such a large piece can be used to brew almost twenty jars of Tiger Yang Bone Strengthening Wine.
Cut off a tenth of it and throw it into your mouth. It feels like it exploded on the tip of your tongue. It makes your mouth numb and then quickly subsides, turning into a strong aroma. The taste is very strange.
His body quickly heated up and his blood flow accelerated, so Chen Zong quickly practiced the Tiger Roar Technique.
One-tenth of the amount is almost equivalent to drinking two jars of Tiger Yang Bone Strengthening Wine directly, and the effect is quite obvious.
After a moment, Chen Zong immediately felt a shock all over his body. A numb feeling spread throughout his body, as if an electric current was passing through him. He felt indescribably comfortable and a smile spread across his face.
"Finally, the sixth tempering is completed, but I can feel that this is not my limit yet." Chen Zong said with both joy and distress.
It is not the limit, which means that he can continue to temper and complete the seventh time. This is a very happy thing, but the sixth tempering has taken him a lot of time, and the seventh tempering will definitely be more difficult.
, maybe it will exceed the standard of one year.
"The remaining Tiger Yang Bone Strengthening Cream can indeed shorten my tempering time a little, but not a lot." Chen Zong thought about it: "I must find a way to speed up my training."
He believed that even after one year, his cultivation had not yet broken through to the fourth level of Qi and Blood Realm. With such a background, he would not be expelled, but it was not a good thing after all.
You have to take the initiative to seize opportunities.
Nine days later, Chen Zong had eaten all the Tiger Yang Bone Strengthening Ointment, and his blood had been tempered a little. However, there was still a long way to go before the seventh time was completed. Chen Zong himself estimated that it would take at least three months.
Time will do.
I can't help but think of Tang Junluo. As the young master of a wealthy Tang family, he has been superior to others since he was born. Even if he is a pig, he can still enjoy treatment that others do not have. What's more, he is a rare genius and is valued much more.
.
Chen Zong is different. He is just a child from a branch clan. The difference in origin lies there. After all, no matter how powerful a family is, its resources will always be limited.
In nine days, the tiger's mouth injury on his right hand healed and he could practice sword practice again.
These nine days of practicing only the left-hand sword made Chen Zong's left-hand sword skills much closer to those of the right-hand sword.
"I can choose other foundation-building martial arts to practice, and I can easily practice it to the state of great success, but that kind of improvement has no advantage compared to me directly practicing the Tiger Roar Jue. Unless I can practice it to the state of perfection, but I have to train it to the state of perfection.
It is difficult to achieve the perfection of Menzhuji martial arts with just a few months of hard work, it is too slow." Chen Zong said thoughtfully.
If someone knew his thoughts, he would be jealous. It only takes a few months to cultivate the foundation-building martial arts to perfection. That is a state that many people dream of.
"Perhaps, I can give it a try and practice the After Shadow Sword Technique, Fuliu Sword Technique, and Eagle Fencing Sword Technique to a very subtle level." Chen Zong's eyes glowed.
Nine days ago, he had a battle with Tang Junluo of the Tang family. Under the great pressure brought by the other party, he unknowingly broke the barrier between the three swordsmanships and became harmonious, giving him a new understanding of the three swordsmanships.
After these nine days of practice, I gradually grasped a sense of transcending the realm of perfection.
Breaking through from the peak of Dacheng to the realm of perfection will bring some help to the tempering of one's blood and energy. Then, breaking the shackles of the realm of perfection and reaching the realm of subtlety will definitely help even more.
The fine iron sword was unsheathed, and the sword light was bright, reflecting the sunlight, making it somewhat dazzling.
This corner of the martial arts training ground seems to have become Chen Zong's exclusive sword training place. From a distance, people will look at it from time to time, feeling both envy and awe.
Chen Zong unfolded the afterimage sword technique. The sword light and the afterimage were intertwined and unpredictable. For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. It seemed that every sword was real, and every sword was fake.
Passers-by were dazzled, dizzy, and horrified.
Chen Zong concentrated on it, forgetting everything else around him. He continued to gain insights while practicing his sword, and tried to improve over and over again.
After practicing the Afterimage Sword Technique a hundred times, he practiced the Fuliu Sword Technique a hundred times, and then practiced the Eagle Fencing Sword Technique a hundred times. He took a short rest to recover his strength and reflected on it. Then, he applied the three sword techniques alternately to find the day.
The feeling when fighting Tang Junluo.
Chen Chuyun left, and the courtyard was taken back by the clan hall. Chen Zong no longer had anywhere to practice the three-word key of quickness, accuracy and stability. However, he always carried fifty kilograms of iron pieces on his arms. In addition to taking a bath, he could not even sleep.
Never removed it.
Although he did not have the conditions to practice the three-character key of quickness, accuracy and stability, the basic eighteen postures have not fallen behind at all, and the time that was originally used to practice the three-character key of quickness, accuracy and stability was also used to practice the three foundation-building sword techniques.
Every day he practices, Chen Zong will gain some new insights.
Time flies, in the blink of an eye, it has been ten months since Chen Zong came to the clan hall.
After Chen Fenghua, Chen Guzhan and four others, several more people tempered their blood energy to the limit, successfully broke through and became warriors, and the number of warrior disciples became less and less.
"Half of the seventh tempering is finally completed, and there is still half left." Chen Zong stopped practicing the Tiger Roar Jue, exhaled a long breath, and said secretly.
Picking up the sword, he went to the corner of the martial arts training ground again to practice swordsmanship.
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July 20, 395 in the Zhenwu Calendar.
"Afterimage!"
With a low shout, Chen Zong drew his sword. The sword light and sword shadow overlapped and intertwined. The six postures were repeated one after another, seemingly becoming chaotic and unorganized.
As he practiced, Chen Zong paused. He felt as if he was trying to grasp something, but failed to grasp anything. That feeling made him feel like his heart was being scratched by a cat's claws, making him feel itchy.
Subconsciously, I looked up at the sky.
The scorching sun was high and the sun was shining brightly. At this moment, a dark cloud came from nowhere and covered the scorching sun, blocking it. A shadow enveloped the surroundings and also enveloped Chen Zong.
"Light...shadow..." Chen Zong's eyes lit up. The inspiration in his mind was like a surge, but it was fragmented and difficult to gather. Chen Zong fell into crazy thinking. The tip of the mysterious sword trembled continuously, and the silver dragon danced, and the light filled the air.
Shine in all directions.
The dark clouds slowly slid across the sky. When they missed each other, another ray of sunshine fell and shone directly on Chen Zong's eyes. The shadow disappeared, making him tremble all over. He was like a lighthouse in the dark night. Countless inspirations in his mind came to him in an instant.
As if they had found a breakthrough, they all gathered together.
After saying something silently, Chen Zong drew his sword again.
It was still the sixth form of Afterimage Sword Technique, but as he practiced it over and over again, countless inspirations gathered in his mind at an accelerated pace, and the feeling became clearer and clearer.
Countless sword lights surrounded him, and countless sword shadows followed him.
As he practiced, the afterimages of the six postures became blurred, and the sword light and sword shadows surrounding him continued to overlap. Finally, Chen Zong's eyes burst out with an astonishing light, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and the fine iron sword in his hand paused slightly, and countless
The lights and shadows flowed into the fine iron sword like hundreds of rivers, causing the fine iron sword to release a dazzling light, as if it was shining with the sun in the sky.
"scold!"
With a sharp shout, the fine iron sword pierced the air, and the extremely bright sword light shot out, instantly turning into a series of intertwined shadows, turning from bright to dark, making the sword even more difficult to distinguish.
Then, Chen Zong trembled all over, as if he was struck by lightning. His whole body was numb, his blood was surging, and he started to operate in the manner of Tiger Roaring Technique, roaring in waves.
The shadows dispersed, and Chen Zong still maintained the posture of thrusting out his sword, motionless as if he had been cast on a body-holding technique. His skin was like a cooked prawn, and it was frighteningly red.
After a full quarter of an hour, the blood energy, which was like the water of a long river, gradually calmed down. Chen Zong felt it carefully.
"Okay, the Afterimage Sword Technique breaks through from the Perfection to the Subtle Realm, and the effect it has on tempering the blood is really strong. It is completely comparable to the effect of the Eight Forms of the True Sword, which breaks through from the Peak of Dacheng to the Realm of Perfection." Chen Zong was delighted.
No wonder, this saved him seven or eight days of hard training.
I was very hungry, so I quickly took out an energy pill and took it. As the energy pill dissolved, my hunger gradually subsided.
Swinging the sword, the fine iron sword thrust out again. Light and shadow alternated, making it impossible to see where the sword was.
"It turns out that this is the so-called subtle realm..."
After the After Shadow Sword Technique reached the realm of subtlety, Chen Zong just understood that a martial arts from entry to perfection is still within the scope of the martial arts itself, or within the shackles, and the realm of subtlety is to break that
To transcend the shackles and gain a new and higher understanding of martial arts is to make that martial arts your own.
To put it bluntly, the martial arts before entering the realm of subtlety is like someone else’s thing, but after entering the realm of subtlety, the martial arts becomes one’s own.
"The so-called subtlety means that the understanding of swordsmanship breaks through the original extreme, and the application of swordsmanship also breaks through the original extreme, bringing out every ounce of one's strength to the greatest extent, and using every ounce of power of the swordplay itself.
They are all brought into full play, using the smallest force to release the strongest power." Chen Zong said secretly, his eyes flashing: "Since the Afterimage Sword Technique is subtle, with this as a guide, the Liu Feng Sword Technique and the Eagle Strike Sword Technique can also break through.