Youlongxian Swordsmanship is an intermediate-level swordsmanship of the Immortal Grade. Its first move is called Shocking Blow. However, the description of this first move is tens of thousands of words long.
Through this, Zhan Chen also understood the difference between the swordsmanship performed by immortals and the swordsmanship performed by warriors. The swordsmanship performed by warriors uses their hands to wield the sword, while the strong humane swordsmanship uses their gods to wield their swords.
God refers to the spiritual consciousness of those who have entered the Tao, which is the so-called immortal consciousness that Frightening Boy told him. When the warrior's spiritual consciousness is strong to a certain extent, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes, and the immortal consciousness is born. If the strength is that of ordinary divine consciousness,
three times.
Therefore, spiritual thoughts are the key among the keys for those who are strong in Taoism. Whether they are controlling Taoist weapons or performing magical arts, they must be controlled by it. With the participation of divine thoughts, Taoist weapons and magical arts have souls.
Can exert shocking power.
The biggest difference between Taoist weapons and warrior weapons is not that the materials used to make them are high-grade, nor that they are more powerful, but that they can carry the power of a person's soul.
Although Zhan Chen has not yet become a powerful Taoist, he first used the Sky Star Stone to temper his spiritual consciousness every day, and then used the Great Thousand Induction Sutra to continuously strengthen his spiritual consciousness. Now his total spiritual consciousness is no less than that of
The quality of the Martial Saint Dzogchen experts is twice that of ordinary Martial Saint experts, and they barely meet the minimum requirements for performing a shocking blow.
From using the sword with strength to using the sword with gods, wherever the gods go, the sword can reach everything, and it is omnipotent. The art of sword control is really unfathomable. After carefully studying the sword art of Youlongxian, Zhan Chen finally said
Such a sigh.
He found that the skills he had practiced in the past were completely different from this immortal skill, or that they were not on the same level at all.
Gradually, Zhan Chen seemed to see a brand new door slowly opening in front of him. On the other side of the door, there was an extremely vast world waiting for him to explore and fly.
The words "become a Taoist Immortal" have become as heavy as Mount Tai in his heart.
After watching the sword skills, Zhan Chen asked again: Boy, this shocking blow requires the use of gods to control the sword. Can I succeed?
Master, if this is a low-grade Taoist weapon in your belly, it will definitely be unsuccessful because it is not smart enough to cooperate with your moves. However, boy, I am a middle-grade Taoist weapon. As long as there are enough immortals,
If you support me, I can attack on my own. You are learning the art of sword control just to control me and knock down the enemy you want to kill more quickly. The frightened boy replied.
I see.
Master, let me cooperate with you to master the frightening strike. Maybe you can use it soon.
Zhan Chen nodded. It was indeed true. There were many opponents stronger than him in the Great Zhenwu Temple. It became a top priority to quickly master this killing move.
He followed the instructions of the Frightening Boy and used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the Wandering Dragon Frightening Sword, and carried out a simulated evolution in a small space in the mustard seed space in his belly.
The biggest feeling that Zhan Chen felt when using the sword control technique was fatigue. Within a few moments, he felt that his soul power was exhausted and he was drowsy. It was true. After all, he was not a Taoist immortal and did not have immortal consciousness.
The tools of Taoism come with more than enough heart but insufficient strength.
It seems that when I perform a shocking blow, I must ensure that I kill with one blow, so that I don't fall down first before the enemy hits me. Zhan Chen has realized something in his mind.
It took him another three days to become proficient in sword moves and wait for his soul power to recover. In addition to the three days it took him to pass the level before, it was already the seventh day when Zhan Chen left the first level and reached the second level.
A stream of light flashed, and Zhan Chen's figure appeared in front of a corridor. This corridor was very long, and it was dark in the depths. It was unknown where it led.
Just when he was hesitating, the clone of Zhenwu Taoist appeared in front of him again and said: Trialist, the level in front of you is called the Road to Refining the Heart. The rules are very simple. Just go through this corridor and reach the exit.
, which is considered as customs clearance.
Leaving behind this simple reminder, the clone disappeared again, as if he had never known Zhan Chen.
Yes, this clone is just a projection left by the Zhenwu Taoist. He only knows how to judge whether the tester is qualified according to the rules set by the Zhenwu Taoist. Even if there are changes in mood, anger, sorrow, joy, and expression, they are all temporary and will not change in time.
Within the allowable scope of the rules, it will never be overstepped.
Looking at the deep passage, Zhan Chen hesitated, thinking: This passage looks simple, but in fact it is not simple. I am afraid I have to be careful, maybe there is some mechanism in it and this level is called the Heart Refining Road.
This name is worth pondering.
After much hesitation, he chose to take the first step and walked forward cautiously.
However, as he walked, Zhan Chen found nothing strange. The long passage continued to extend inward, as if there was no end.
And among them, I was the only one walking forward, and the sound of my own footsteps echoed around me. Apart from that, I couldn't hear any other sounds, and gradually a feeling of loneliness arose.
The dim and monotonous passage was numbing. Zhan Chen felt tired and subconsciously yawned. He stopped, shook his head, and asked himself confusedly: This is really weird. Where am I?
What am I doing?
He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was in the Dazhenwu Secret Realm, participating in a trial. He stood there thinking for a long time, but couldn't figure out a reason.
In the end, Zhan Chen finally gave up thinking and said to himself: No matter what, I have to return to the sect as soon as possible.
So he sped up, and the passage seemed to have reached the end, and a bright light appeared.
Zhan Chen quickly walked out of the passage, only to feel that his eyes suddenly opened up, and he appeared in a magnificent hall.
In the blink of an eye, he was sitting on a tall golden chair in the middle of the hall, and standing below him were Xuan Haoran, Chu Danqing, Li Jianshu, Zhao He and other senior officials of the Xuan Dao Sect and the Golden Elephant Sect.
Zhan Chen felt strange in his heart and asked: Master Xuanzong, why are you standing here? What is going on?
Sect Master Xuan and others did not answer his words, but loudly said: Meet Ancestor Zhan, congratulations to Ancestor Zhan for breaking through to the realm of Taoism
Zhan Chen found it even more strange. His cultivation level was obviously only at the middle level of Martial Saint. How could he suddenly become a Taoist Immortal?
At this moment, Su Yun and Zhan Xu appeared beside him at the same time. Zhan Chen was overjoyed and said: Yun'er, Xu'er
Su Yun smiled softly and said: Mr. Sir, why have you forgotten that you got the immortal fate from the Dazhen Martial Temple, and after you came back, you broke through the realm of the Martial Saint and became a Taoist Immortal.
Zhan Chen glanced at her suspiciously and wondered: It's strange, why do I feel like I've lost a lot of memories, and I seem to have forgotten something key about Dazhenwu Temple. What is it?
At this moment, Zhan Xu also said: Yes, dad, you have become a Taoist Immortal. You are the first person in the whole North Sea. I am proud of you.
This sentence interrupted Zhan Chen's thinking again, and he couldn't help but ask again: Have I really become a strong person in Taoism?
Yes, Dad, why have you forgotten that now not only Beihai Continent respects you, but even the immortals in Wanfa Continent have begun to respect you.
Am I so powerful? Zhan Chen became more and more confused as he listened.
Of course, father, you are now very capable. A few days ago, you set up a large spiritual formation on the mountain to hold a resurrection ceremony for grandpa and grandma.
Can the dead come back to life during the resurrection ceremony? Zhan Chen asked in disbelief.
Okay, the formation has been set up and is just waiting for you to host it.
I can resurrect my father and mother. Zhan Chen stood up from his seat in a flash and screamed with excitement. This was what he longed for. Then he hurriedly said to Zhan Xu: Xu'er, take me quickly.
Go to that spiritual formation.
Okay, Zhan Xu replied happily.
So Zhan Chen followed Zhan Xu and others, and in the blink of an eye they appeared on the top of a high mountain. There was a huge altar on the top of the mountain. A sky-reaching spiritual array had already been arranged on the altar. The lines of the spiritual array were complex, simple and full of mystery.
Zhan Chen climbed up to the altar, and the host opened the spiritual formation. A burst of light shot up into the sky. After the light disappeared, two figures gradually emerged from it. He took a closer look. He saw a head full of half gray and half white hair, and a look on his face.
Isn't it his kind old father?
Dad Zhanchen shouted excitedly, rushed forward and hugged him.
Son, I finally came to life, and I burst into tears even when I saw your father-in-law.
Chen'er, you are my Chen'er. At this moment, a soft voice came from the side, full of affection.
Zhan Chen turned his head and saw an elegant woman in simple clothes staring at him, just like the character in his mother's portrait, and asked excitedly: "Are you my mother?"
Yes, Chen'er, it's me, I finally saw you
Niang Zhanchen excitedly threw herself into her mother's arms.
Today is his happiest day, and his parents, who he thinks about day and night, are alive.
The surprises didn't end there. Suddenly, two more female voices came from beside him: Ah Chen, the thief
Zhan Chen turned around and saw that it was Yin Meiru and Ling Aoxue who were looking at him and smiling.
At this time, Su Yun also stepped forward, followed by Zhan Xu and Yin Hen. Their family was finally reunited.
Great, am I just dreaming? Zhan Chen was already speechless. He was so excited. This was exactly what he had always dreamed of.
Next, his wish could only be to follow the great road and continue to achieve breakthroughs. Zhan Chen's heart was full of pride again, and he murmured: The family is finally reunited, and I have no worries anymore. It's time to go to the Wanfa Continent to have some adventures.
At this moment, his father said: Chen'er, don't leave. The Wanfa Continent is so dangerous. Just stay in our Beihai. Your parents, wife and children are here. Can you have the heart to abandon us and go?
Are you pursuing some immortal path?
Yes, Zhan Chen, stay here and don’t leave, we all need you. At this moment, Su Yun and others also agreed.
Looking at the eager eyes of these people, Zhan Chen couldn't bear to break up with them on impulse, so he said: Okay, I won't leave. From now on, our family will be together and never separate.
Great, Zhan Chen, that’s right, stay here forever, life is short, enjoy it in time, everyone said in unison.
He also showed a happy and everlasting smile
In a long passage, Zhan Chen was standing there blankly, giggling happily. His eyes were blurred, as if his soul had been completely taken away.
Less than a hundred meters in front of him was actually the end of the passage, but even this distance of less than a hundred meters prevented him from taking a step forward.
But the pace of time will not stop, it is moving forward quietly step by step