(I believe you all also want to know what is beyond subtlety)
The main road in Fengwucheng is wide and can accommodate three carriages traveling side by side.
There are many shops on both sides of the avenue.
In an ordinary teahouse, Chen Zong and Li Zhenshi sat across from each other. Each had a bowl of hot tea and a plate of ordinary cakes in front of them. Compared with the previous Shenglong Conference, they were not much different, but Li Zhenshi also picked them up and put them away.
When he entered the mouth, he didn't dislike it at all. This made Chen Zong's impression of him even better.
"There is indeed a realm beyond subtlety." Li Zhenshi smiled slightly and said slowly. He was handsome and elegant in white military uniform, which attracted people's attention frequently. He became the focus of the teahouse for a time.
Most of the people passing by looked back, especially young girls.
"Brother Li, can you tell me?" Chen Zong's eyes were full of hope, and there was a hint of indescribable excitement in his tone.
"Of course, although this has not been spread outside, it is not a special secret." Li Zhenshi smiled and said: "It's just that the records about this realm in my Li family are not very complete and clear, so I will
I’ll tell you what I know.”
"Actually, entering the subtle realm is already the end of the martial arts realm, because the level above can be regarded as a martial arts realm, and it can also be regarded as a kind of martial arts." Li Zhenshi said seriously: "That level,
It’s called the true secret, and it can also be called the realm of true secrets.”
"True secret...the realm of true secret..." Chen Zong murmured to himself, and from those few words, Wei Wei could understand a mysterious mystery.
The realm of martial arts created by the predecessors is well-founded and mysterious. For example, the realm of perfection is to practice a martial art to the extreme and understand the essence of it. It is like drawing a circle with a stroke. It has a beginning and an end, which is perfection.
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Like entering the subtle realm, there is breaking the original extreme of martial arts, jumping out of the circle, jumping from the so-called circle to the outside of the circle, from being bound by the circle to mastering the circle, the application of one's strength and martial arts,
Reaching a new height, exerting the greatest effect with the smallest amount of force, symbolizing small efforts to achieve big results and meticulous attention to detail.
Then the realm of true mystery, the word true secret, must also have its own unique meaning.
"I don't know exactly what the secret of the Realm of True Secrets is, because no one in our Li family has ever practiced swordsmanship to a subtle level. However, according to the classics I have read since childhood, the vague records should be
So." Li Zhenshi recalled: "The so-called true secret realm is actually that the understanding of martial arts transcends the subtle realm and reaches a higher level, thus breaking the reorganization of martial arts and becoming a discipline with that kind of knowledge.
The characteristics of martial arts itself extend it to the extreme new martial arts..."
"Do you understand?" Li Zhenshi said it and then asked.
Chen Zong shook his head. Li Zhenshi's words were very scattered. For a moment, he didn't know what he meant.
"Well, I don't know what I'm talking about." Li Zhenshi's tone was quite helpless: "However, if you can understand the true secret realm one day, don't be stingy and let me experience it.
Fan is the one.”
"Okay." Chen Zong agreed.
"Listening to your quick answer, I feel that you can understand the true secret realm." Li Zhenshi said with a smile.
"I accept your good advice." Chen Zong said with a smile.
After the two chatted for a while, they said goodbye to each other and left.
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"The realm of true mystery..."
"What kind of realm is that?"
"Break the original martial arts and extend it to become a new martial arts?"
While returning to the Chen Shi Clan Hall, Chen Zong was thinking.
It's just that no matter how he thinks about it, he can't think clearly. He knows very little, lacks enough guidance, and lacks foundation. This is his shortcoming.
"It might be helpful if I can read more martial arts handbooks and so on to enrich my accumulation of martial arts knowledge." Chen Zong thought secretly. In this way, I'm afraid I will have to squeeze out some more time to read the clan hall in the future.
The included miscellaneous notes do not require any contribution points.
"Chen Zong, you kept me waiting for a long time."
Just as he approached the gate of the courtyard, someone stopped him in front of him, his voice was cold and sharp, like the north wind blowing.
"Who are you?" Being suddenly interrupted from thinking, Chen Zong was a little unhappy and asked with a frown.
"Remember my name, Chen Waixiu, a disciple of Tianyuan." This person seemed to have a sense of superiority because he came from Tianyuan.
"Is something wrong?" Chen Zong's tone was a little impatient. No one would feel comfortable if their thoughts were interrupted.
"You have offended someone you shouldn't have offended, and I want to teach you a profound lesson." Chen Waixiu sneered again and again.
"Chen Waixiu, what are you doing in our courtyard?" A shout came from the side, and a thin and short boy walked like the wind. After sweeping past Chen Zong, his eyes fell on Chen Waixiu's face: "You think our courtyard brother
You're easy to bully, aren't you?"
"My defeated general, get out of here." Chen Waixiu glanced at the visitor and smiled disdainfully.
"Let's fight again and see who is the loser." The visitor was anxious and angry.
"Go, go, go. If I beat you a hundred times, you will be defeated by me." Chen Waixiu waved his hand as if to drive away something.
"Chen Waixiu, this is the underground courtyard. You are not welcome to come." Another steady voice sounded. Chen Waixiu looked back and his expression changed slightly.
"Chen Chong, I came here on the order of Brother Chen He. If you have any dissatisfaction, just tell Brother Chen He." Chen Waixiu relied on the support of others and was not afraid.
"Chen He..." Chen Zhong and others' expressions changed slightly. After all, Chen He was one of the top ten elites and ranked second.
"Chen Zong, if you obediently kneel down and kowtow three times outside the courtyard of Senior Brother Chen He, I will spare you this time." Chen Waixiu smiled coldly, looked at Chen Zong again, and threatened.
"Your cultivation level is at the fourth level of Qi and Blood realm, right?" Chen Zong suddenly asked.
There are regulations in the clan hall that the children with high cultivation level are not allowed to personally deal with the children with low cultivation level. Unless the disciple with low cultivation level takes the initiative to provoke him, otherwise, he will be punished as a violation, which can range from a penalty of 100 contribution points to a mine.
Mining for free for one month.
It may not be difficult to mine for a month, but it will delay your cultivation and cause a great loss of face.
"Brother Chen Zong, he is indeed at the fourth level of the Qi and Blood Realm, but he is one year older than you, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth level of the Qi and Blood Realm." Chen Zhong said to Chen Zong, his tone quite solemn.
"What do you think? You should kneel down and kowtow to brother Chen He, or let me teach you a lesson." Chen Waixiu raised his fist and said somewhat proudly.
"After practicing for one year, I have not yet reached the fifth level of Qi and Blood Realm..." Chen Zong shook his head.
"It seems that you chose the latter." Chen Waixiu's expression changed and he became angry. He punched Chen Zong hard in the chest like a hungry wolf pouncing on food.
The sound of gold and iron clashing was harsh, as if it penetrated everyone's eardrums, and the dazzling sword light shone, sending chills all over his body. Chen Waixiu felt as if he was about to be pierced by a terrifying sharp edge, and he suddenly stopped and became motionless.
He saw the extremely sharp tip of the sword, just an inch away from his throat. The coldness made him feel frightened. The blood in his body seemed to be frozen, his body was numb, and his hair stood on end. The skin on his neck stood up and gave rise to goosebumps.
"If you have the ability, don't use the sword." Chen Waixiu's face turned pale. It was too dangerous. At that moment, fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been doomed. Little did he know that Chen Zong was sure of that sword, otherwise he would have been killed long ago.
It pierced the throat.
"You have two choices. One, my sword left a scar on your neck, and two, go back to where you came from." Chen Zong's eyes were sharp, and they would feel dazzling after looking at each other for a long time. His voice was flat, but it seemed to contain something.
A hint of indifference.
Chen Waixiu quickly backed away and stared at Chen Zong unwillingly. Then he looked at the sword in his hand. He was surprised. He recognized it. It was a precious iron sword.
"The power of the sword is nothing. Just wait, if you offend brother Chen He, it won't be that simple." Chen Waixiu said harsh words and left angrily.
"Brother Chen Zong, how could you offend Chen He?" Chen Zhong glanced at the iron sword in Chen Zong's hand with surprise on his face. However, he was not a swordsman, so he was not envious.
"Chen He is ranked second among the top ten elite disciples. You are offended. You really don't know your own abilities." The thin and short young man smiled coldly, turned and left.
"It's nothing, thank you Brother Chen Chong." Chen Zong smiled slightly. The reason was simply that he had resented Chen He for refusing to join the boxing group, and he had suffered a huge loss of face at the Shenglong Conference not long ago. In the final analysis, however,
It's just Chen He who is narrow-minded.
"We are both from the same clan, and we are all from Xiaohu Town. We should unite and help each other. If the clan brothers have any difficulties, they can come to me." Seeing that Chen Zong didn't want to say anything, Chen Zhong also wisely did not continue to ask.
, but said with a smile, said goodbye and left.
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As Chen Waixiu said, it really wasn't that simple. Just forget it, and it didn't take long for trouble to come.
"Chen Zong, my name is Chen Kaiyue. I heard that you have a precious iron sword. You are only at the fourth level of the Qi and Blood Realm. In your hand, it will only be a pearl covered in dust. Why don't you give it to me." After the door was knocked open, there was a man standing outside.
There is a man with a cold face, holding a sword in his left hand, who is obviously a sword practitioner.
"How many contribution points are you prepared to make?" Chen Zong asked.
"Give me your sword, I owe you a favor." Chen Kaiyue frowned slightly, and then said in a stiff tone.
"Favors..." Chen Zong smiled. He didn't care about the favors from Li Zhenshi, the wealthy young master of the Li family, let alone the favors from a mere Tianyuan disciple.
To put it bluntly, Chen Zong was a little uncomfortable holding this iron sword at first, but now he is comfortable with it. Unless there are special circumstances, he will always use it.
"Chen Zong, you are laughing at me, I can take it as a provocation to me." Chen Kaiyue said with sharp eyes, as if a sword was unsheathed, trying to pierce Chen Zong's eyes.
"Are you taking it by force?" Chen Zong smiled and closed the door.
"Chen Zong, don't regret it." Chen Kaiyue's stiff and cold voice, with a bit of anger, reached Chen Zong's ears through the door.
Chen Zong shook his head and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. People like Li Zhenshi were from extraordinary backgrounds, but they were modest and gentlemen. Contact with him made people feel very comfortable, but there were also people who came from ordinary backgrounds but were self-righteous. The gap was so big.