Chen Zong withdrew his fingers, and Wei Jingshi trembled all over. He loosened his fingers and let go of the golden sword, which was inserted into the hardwood deck of the ship. The sword swayed lightly, glowing with a dazzling golden-red light under the setting sun.
Wei Jingshi first sat down on the deck, his trembling body and limbs limp, as if his bones had been ripped out, and he fell to the ground like a noodle.
"Brother Wei..." the girl exclaimed and ran over quickly.
"Brother Wei." The young man's expression changed drastically and he rushed over.
Everyone else was dumbfounded. All the drinks they were going to pour into their mouths were poured into their collars without noticing, and the peanuts they were going to throw into their mouths were thrown into their nostrils without noticing.
Shocked, really shocked.
The eyes of several True Martial Realm warriors on the deck flashed, and their hearts seemed to be filled with turbulent waves.
It refers to the sword, but it contains infinite mystery that cannot be described.
Although everyone present is a warrior, and some of them are not weak in strength, unfortunately, their martial arts realm is not advanced enough, and they are still far from the integration of body and martial arts, so naturally they cannot see the mystery contained in the sword finger.
They were surprised why Wei Jingshi, whose combat power reached the limit of three stars, was shaking all over, his sword dropped from his hands, and his whole body was limp, as if he was acting in conjunction with the other party.
But everyone who knows Wei Jingshi knows that it is impossible for Wei Jingshi to cooperate with others in such a play, and vice versa is almost the same.
Wei Jingshi's strength and blood were all gone. After being helped up, his whole body was still trembling slightly. He glanced at Chen Zong with a frightened expression, did not dare to say anything, and left in despair, even on the deck.
Don't dare to stay any longer.
Chen Zong didn't pay attention. Wei Jingshi's sword just opened a gap, allowing Chen Zong's various insights to be vented.
The sword is like running water!
It is not only the method of moving the sword, but also the method of applying power. It is a superb state that can only be mastered by the second level of spiritual martial arts state where body and sword are integrated.
In an instant, Chen Zong's sword thrust out, like an endless gurgling stream of water, breaking down all the opponent's offensive resistance and then defeating it, leaving the opponent unable to resist.
With a deeper understanding, Chen Zong ignored others and continued to make gestures in the air with his sword.
As night fell, Chen Zong did not leave, but still rowed. The lights of the building boats illuminated the surrounding river, which looked different from the daytime, bringing a new understanding to Chen Zong.
In the dead of night, everyone on the deck returned to their rooms to rest. Only Chen Zong was still standing on the edge of the deck railing, waving his sword finger to himself.
The night is as cool as water.
Chen Zong's sword finger passed through the air, as if tearing the night apart. There seemed to be sword light lingering under the finger, wisps surrounding it, either straight or curved.
A flash of fish-belly white appeared in the east, and then, the first ray of golden light passed through the remaining night, casting sparkling waves on the river.
When the ray of morning sun shone on Chen Zong's eyes, it was as if something was awakening from a deep sleep. He suddenly woke up, and the light in his eyes was like the light of a sword, piercing the sun, and Chen Zong's sword finger also swiped.
Hua Hua Hua, as if the air under the sword's finger turned into gurgling water and flowed continuously forward.
"Did he practice all night?"
"It looks like he hasn't even moved his steps."
"What a cultivator. No wonder he is so strong."
Many warriors were accustomed to getting up early. When they saw Chen Zong on the deck, they were surprised and talked about it one after another.
Although there are many warriors who practice very hard and hard, there are very few who give people the feeling of being possessed by a demon like Chen Zong.
It wasn't until noon, when the scorching sun was shining in the sky, that Chen Zongfang stopped practicing. It wasn't that he didn't want to practice anymore, but that he had reached a bottleneck.
They sit on an empty small round table, order wine and food, and have a delicious meal.
"My friend, can I sit here?" A middle-aged warrior walked up to Chen Zong with a smile and asked in a gentle voice without sitting down directly.
"Excuse me." Chen Zong glanced at the other party and judged the other party's cultivation level, that he was a True Martial Realm warrior.
"Thank you." The middle-aged warrior smiled and sat down: "My name is Lin Zhiyang, I don't know what to call you, little friend?"
"Chen Zong." Chen Zong said his name.
"Chen Zong, are you the great scholar Chen Zong?" Lin Zhiyang, a middle-aged warrior, exclaimed.
In the past, no one would have connected the great scholar with Chen Zong. After all, people with the same name and surname existed. However, Chen Zong's performance yesterday left a deep impression on them. When they heard the name, they immediately connected with it.
"It's me." Chen Zong nodded.
The middle-aged warrior was so excited that he even stood up and bowed to Chen Zong, and Chen Zong also stood up and returned the salute.
"I didn't expect that I could see a great scholar here, and sit at the same table with a great scholar." Lin Zhiyang was very excited, and others around him were also excited. I am so lucky to be able to meet a great scholar, or a dynasty.
The youngest great scholar in history.
As for being hostile or even killing people, no one has thought about it, because they are all warriors of the Yunlong Dynasty, and they all bear the honor of the dynasty. The great warriors are the supreme representatives of honor. If someone wants to harm the great warriors, they will still
Stand up and fight for it.
This is the tradition that a dynasty has been formed for a long time and has been passed down, and it is also one of the reasons why the Yunlong Dynasty can continue to prosper.
"I have met a great scholar, my name is..."
"Hello, great countryman, my name is..."
The surrounding True Martial Realm warriors came up to salute one by one and said their names one after another, wanting to get acquainted with Chen Zong. However, Chen Zong was not arrogant about his talent and returned the salute one after another, leaving an even deeper impression on everyone.
Wei Jingshi also knew that Chen Zong was the great scholar who had become famous all over the world. His expression changed, and finally he snorted and turned around to leave the deck.
These True Martial Realm warriors, including Lin Zhiyang, did not pester Chen Zong. Instead, after chatting for a few words, they returned to their original positions. This was a sign of respect. Although Chen Zong's cultivation was not as good as theirs and their strength was not as good as theirs, they would
placed in the same position.
"You also said that you are not a great scholar." The little girl Luo Xiaowen came over and said hummingly, with a look of displeasure on her face.
"I didn't say I wasn't." Chen Zong said with a smile. Speaking of which, he had some insights yesterday and had an indirect relationship with the girl named Luo Xiaowen. Therefore, seeing her, Chen Zong felt happy.
Luo Xiaowen shook her finger and recalled that, indeed, Chen Zong did not say that he was not the one, but just said, "What do you think?"
"Hmph, it's your fault anyway, you have to compensate me." Luo Xiaowen said: "Well, your swordsmanship is very powerful, just teach me swordsmanship."
"Okay." Chen Zong said with a smile, feeling like he was infected and became much younger.
"What kind of swordsmanship do you want to learn?" Chen Zong asked with a smile.
"Nice swordsmanship." Luo Xiaowen said directly without any hesitation.
"Then let's see if this swordsmanship is good or not." As soon as Chen Zong finished speaking, he grabbed a chopstick and used it as a sword. With a slight stroke, there seemed to be sword light passing by, ever-changing, and there seemed to be flowers blooming among them.
, and like the floating clouds in the sky changing into various shapes, the flowers are clustered in clusters, very gorgeous.
"It looks good, I will learn this swordsmanship." Luo Xiaowen was pleasantly surprised.
Chen Zong had no reservations and taught Luo Xiaowen the sword technique very patiently and in detail.
This sword technique was actually done casually by Chen Zongxing. You must know that Chen Zong has practiced two to three hundred sword techniques. This is a number that many warriors cannot achieve in their lifetime. These sword techniques have brought Chen Zong
Zong's deep accumulation and accumulation, coupled with the mystery of the realm of body and sword integration and Chen Zong's own amazing understanding, it is easy to create some simple sword techniques casually.
For example, the move just now is very average in power, but very gorgeous. It is indeed beautiful, and its nature of performance is much better than that of combat.
This sword move is not difficult, and Luo Xiaowen's learning ability is not bad either, and she can master it in a short time.
Time flew by, and Chen Zong stayed on this ship for half a month. Most of his time was spent on training, especially watching the river to understand the swordsmanship, and then to understand the realm of spiritual martial arts where the body and sword are integrated. Progress
Obviously, the combat power has also been improved a little, but it is still at the early stage of seven-star level.
The small-level gap between seven-star stars is larger than that of six-star stars, and it is not that easy to cross.
As for the Dzogchen Realm of Practicing Strength, Chen Zong always had the feeling that he was about to seize the inspiration, but lacked the opportunity to truly comprehend it.
The Changtian River flows from south to north, all the way to the outside of the Yunlong Dynasty, but Chen Zong cannot take this large ship to sail directly out of the Yunlong Dynasty.
Three more days passed, and when they arrived at the edge of Tianhe Prefecture, which was the terminal point of the building boat, Chen Zong got off the boat.
"Goodbye, Brother Chen." Luo Xiaowen reluctantly said goodbye.
"See you again," Chen Zong said with a smile.
"See you again, great men." Lin Zhiyang and others also bid farewell to Chen Zong.
After spending more than ten days together on the building, most of the people had a pretty good relationship with Chen Zong. In addition to being a great scholar of Chen Zong, they also liked Chen Zong very much.
Hard work, hard work, humility, and sincerity may have some shortcomings. After more than ten days of getting along with each other, Chen Zong did leave a good impression on them.
"I'm so glad that our Yunlong Dynasty has such a great scholar."
"Yeah, I really hope there are more people like this."
"Don't think too much. Talents like Chen Zongda, a great scholar, are rare in a hundred years. Neither the Nine Eagles Dynasty nor the Yinguang Dynasty has them."
Looking at Chen Zong's leaving figure, everyone said to each other one by one.
Chen Zong continued to move forward, heading north, and gradually walked out of Tianhe Prefecture.
Further ahead, there is a mountain, a mountain that is half located within the Yunlong Dynasty and half outside the Yunlong Dynasty. It is nearly two thousand meters high and towering.
If you want to go around, it will take a lot of time, so Chen Zong chose to climb this mountain.
The vegetation in the mountain is so lush that it can cover a human head, and there are many venomous snakes and beasts lurking in it. All kinds of dangers exist, but Chen Zong is not afraid. As long as he climbs over this mountain, he will enter another realm that does not belong to the three major areas.
The territory governed by the dynasty is a no-nonsense zone, and it is also a relatively chaotic zone. Only by crossing that chaotic zone can one reach Shen Yujiang.