Lei Yan's mind has been observing Mo Ye, and he saw Mo Ye's wish coming out and moving around the little sword. The little sword seemed to be resisting, and he noticed that subtle feeling. But Mo Ye had no idea at all.
I found that his mind was spying on his willing actions.
Mo Ye fell asleep after a while. Lei Yan's mind had almost recovered, and he extended it out to wrap around the little sword.
With a thought, the little sword levitated. Then it slowly started to move, flying around the forging room for a while, and then stopped in front of Lei Yan again.
"Sure enough, it consumes a lot of thoughts. Compared with attacking directly with thoughts, it also consumes the power of thoughts."
Lei Yan frowned slightly, this was definitely not sword control.
Control things with thoughts, and everything has spirit!
This is the sentence at the beginning of the sword-controlling technique. Lei Yan was originally wondering why it was not said about sword-controlling, but about objects. Swords are a kind of object, and people are also a kind of object.
Spirit is the root of all things. When the spirit is strong, things are strong, and the spirit gives things souls.
Lei Yan's thoughts went deep into it again and explored the small sword body. It is not big or small, but if you explore it carefully, it is still like a maze.
After wandering around for a while, Lei Yan felt a little weak and hurriedly withdrew his thoughts.
He felt weak and cold. After drinking some water, he rested on the stone bed on the side. Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside. Lei Yan frowned, threw a piece of refined metal from Lingxi Stone out, and continued to rest.
He stored a lot of production, enough for him to rest for a long time.
After recovering, he repaired the small sword. Some parts of the structure were not complete enough. After he incorporated some metal, the size remained the same, but the hardness increased a lot.
Repeat this several times, the size of the small sword remains unchanged, but the weight increases a lot.
Every time the little sword was refined, Lei Yan felt closer to it. He had never encountered this situation before, and his heart was filled with excitement. After refining it for more than ten times in a row, his connection with the little sword became closer.
A lot. I can't feel it at ordinary times, but every time I use my mind to control objects, the mental power consumed is much less.
A few months passed, and he controlled the small sword and flew in the forging room. This forging room was several times more powerful than before, and it was an intermediate forging room.
"Let me tell you, Brother Lei, what progress can you make by connecting with sword control like this!"
In addition to refining Lingxi Stone, Lei Yan has been manipulating this small sword, and Mo Ye is tired of seeing it. Thoughts in his mind arose, and Mo Ye's will power surged out, and he rolled towards the small sword. Lei Yan felt relieved.
, letting Mo Ye sweep the little sword away. However, after controlling it for a while, the little sword came back, and Mo Ye cried out that he was tired.
Lei Yan did not answer. Although he could not fully master the art of sword control, this kind of sword training was also a branch of sword control.
He watched a lot of jade pieces, which recorded a lot of the basics of sword control.
The art of sword control is a large hall with a large number of passages and small dark rooms, which are not fully developed. What is left by the predecessors are just some discovered.
The sword education he had watched was written by a swordsmith. The swordsmith kept refining the bronze sword he had since childhood to contain the metal. As his strength increased, the sword was also refined. Originally, it was a swordsmith.
An ordinary bronze sword has become his most powerful assistant. With just one long sword, he can kill people thousands of miles away without being seen.
However, this kind of sword training is too expensive and requires a lot of time and energy to cultivate, so it is regarded as a miscellaneous sect. Not many people watch it, and even fewer people learn it. It seems that the only one who can succeed is the swordsmith.
Now Lei Yan can control it with very little thought power. While refining the Lingxi Stone, he is cultivating his little sword here.
The basic operations of sword control are also extremely easy to use.
There is also an art of dividing the mind in the sword-controlling art, which teaches people how to divide their thoughts into two parts, and then divide them into three or four parts, or even more parts.
Many people in the Sword Control Sect wield not only one sword, but also a sword formation. There are also many folded jade in this area.
Lei Yan's second small sword has also been completed, and the two small swords are flying in the air. The forging hammer in his hand is still refining the Lingxi stone, using the borrowing technique, each time from the power left behind from the last time.
I borrowed some from it, and the power was continuously superimposed, and the speed of refining Lingxi Stone was also extremely fast.
Mo Ye would go out to buy food and drinking water for him. Day after day and year after year, the forging room was changed again. It was bigger, but it was still the two of them.
The idea has gone from two copies at the beginning to thirty-two now. This has been Lei Yan's achievement for more than thirty years. For more than thirty years, he has spent most of his time studying the art of distraction and
Sword-controlling skills. Combining the two, at this point, he has reached his bottleneck and cannot make any progress.
"Let me tell you, Brother Lei, you have been practicing your sword-control skills here for decades. Don't you feel bored just using these swords?"
Mo Ye was even more lazy than before, just helping to bring in some food every day.
In the past few decades, he has traveled everywhere, but in this dark underground world, the outbreak of pulse beasts is still good. The most dangerous ones are the humans who are also below.
If Lei Yan doesn't go out, he won't dare to go too far.
"fine."
Lei Yan concentrated on the sixty-four small swords in front of him. These small swords were almost identical.
The distraction technique seems to have reached its bottleneck, and there is no method at night. Lei Yan rubbed his forehead and sighed.
The mind communicates with all things, and he has managed to control things with the mind, but the word communication is still very different. He doesn't even have a clue, and he uses the mind to control the sword, and the loss is still relatively large.
"Feel all things, communicate with all things, and connect with all things with your mind!"
Lei Yan was talking like this, and after considering so many sword-control techniques and some complicated techniques, he summarized these three sentences. He kept talking about it every day, and Mo Ye already knew it by heart.
"Here we go again!" Mo Ye muttered softly, covered his ears and lay down to sleep.
"You..." Lei Yan turned around and was about to say something to Mo Ye, when his mind suddenly moved and he froze in place, ready to stretch out his fingers.
Mo Ye turned over and covered his ears, with his butt facing Lei Yan. Lei Yan saw all his actions.
In Lei Yue's mind, a world seemed to have opened up. He could sense the surroundings through his thoughts, although it was very vague. Although he could do it by sweeping his thoughts in the past, it was only after the collision of thoughts that he knew the other person's appearance.
You can judge what it is by its body shape and breath. Even using Wanli Imprint requires eyes to see it.
After losing his sight to see this function, his Wanli Seal has no effect.
Now, he could actually see the vague shadow of Mo Ye in his mind, but only with Mo Ye. He changed his mind and replaced it with the sixty-four neatly arranged small swords. In his mind
, these sixty-four small swords all appeared in his mind.
“Feel everything with your thoughts!”
"Is this the induction of all things, the coexistence of all things, the communication of all things, and the connection with all things."
Lei Yan muttered in a low voice, and his brows seemed to relax. His thoughts enveloped the sixty-four small swords, and he explored a large area, and finally made contact with the sixty-four small swords. His thoughts were attached to these small swords, and everything
They all have spirits, and he sensed the subtle spirituality in these little swords.
These spirits are the result of his long-term communication with them and are left behind.
Whoosh!
Most of the sixty-four small swords flew up, and many of them even staggered. Controlling these small swords at once made Lei Yan feel dizzy.
By accident, all the small swords fell down one after another, and he staggered, but he smiled.
Taking a deep breath, he began to use his mind to communicate with these sixty-four small swords again.
Repeated it over and over again, and took a rest when he was tired. A few days later, Mo Ye woke up. Perhaps because he did not hear the sound of the forging hammer in his ears, his sleep was not very peaceful this time. In the past, he would fall asleep after a nap.
You can stay awake for half a month. When you woke up this time, you blinked and saw sixty-four small swords surrounding Lei Yan, flying around neatly.
"Wow, Brother Lei, are you really doing this?" Mo Ye's eyes lit up, and he watched Lei Yan completely put the sixty-four small swords into the double-wristed wrist guards for a long time, and said, "The Sword Control Sect can
There are probably not many people with skills like yours. It’s impossible for me not to know that the third and fourth generation disciples are here to be punished. Most of the fifth generation disciples don’t know how to handle swordsmanship!"
"Who are you who was transferred here to be punished?"
Mo Ye wondered about Lei Yan's identity and didn't know the result for a long time.
"You, go out and hand over this month's Lingxi Stone and get some food." Lei Yan drank some water and was about to eat something, but found that all the food was gone.
Mo Ye hurriedly took some metal refined from Lingxi Stone and left.
…
In this way, nearly a hundred years have passed since Lei Yan was brought back to Yunxia Mountain.
The sound of forging hammers was heard, and sixty-four small swords were fighting in pairs above Lei Yan's head. Thirty-two of them formed a square formation, both offensive and defensive.
Mo Ye clicked his tongue and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder Brother Lei, you can stay in this place for several years without making a move. These sixty-four swords alone are enough for you to play with for a lifetime."
"The formations are complex and changeable. I have a bad memory, so I need to practice more. Anyway, I am idle now, so it is not a bad thing." Lei Yan refined Lingxi stone and other metals, wielded his sword, and talked with Mo
Talking at night and multitasking did not disrupt his rhythm at all.
Mo Ye looked at Lei Yan enviously, yawned and said, "I'd better continue sleeping."
Boom!
The whole ground trembled, and the two of them stopped. After a while, Mo Ye said: "Here we go again. These pulse beasts come every once in a while."
"There seems to be something wrong." Lei Yan frowned slightly, he always felt that something was not right this time.
"What's wrong? I don't know how many times I've been here in the past few decades. It's over after a while." Mo Ye turned over and continued to sleep.
Lei Yan stopped, put away his things, patted Mo Ye and said, "Let's go out and take a look." He was restless and had to go out and take a look to feel at ease.
Mo Ye was reluctantly pulled away by him, and rushed to find the source of the sound. The chaotic sounds seemed to have a little more fear than before. Among those sounds, they seemed to be shouting, bugs, so many bugs!
"Brother Lei, let's go with everyone. There seems to be more than just those pulse beasts rioting ahead!"
"Then we should go take a look." Lei Yan ignored Mo Ye and walked forward against the flow of people. Mo Ye hesitated and gritted his teeth and followed.
The bottom of the Lingxi Mine is very wide. The two of them walked quickly for a long distance. The troops in front were almost done, and a large number of troops moved forward.
The sound of fighting echoed in my ears.
"So many bugs, so big, they..."
"It's the Space-Eating Gu." Lei Yan sensed the breath of those Space-Eating Gu. The essence of the Space-Eating Gu was almost the same, but their appearance was completely different.
"What the hell!"
"Walk."
Lei Yan pulled Mo Ye and ran away. Another stone wall collapsed in front of him, and the tide-like air-devouring Gu rushed in crazily. The troops sent by Yunxia Mountain to suppress it were submerged in the tide. Mo Ye opened his mouth and exclaimed, those guards were broken.
Kong Jie's strength was actually unable to withstand these terrifying insects.
After not running for long, the Space Devouring Gu caught up behind them, and the dozens of guards running with them crossed to cover their retreat.
"You can't keep running. Divide into two teams, half to cover and half to retreat." The only remaining captain hurriedly gave the order.
"You can't run anymore, just retreat while fighting." Lei Yan stopped and pulled out the black tooth that had not been pulled out for decades. The black tooth felt like it was shaking when it was unsheathed.
"This...is this a knife?" Mo Ye looked at Lei Yan in shock again.
The air-devouring Gu had already rushed in front of him. Lei Yan pushed Mo Ye away and killed the air-devouring Gu with a backhand knife. This air-devouring Gu was only equivalent to an existence in the energy-gathering realm. After he killed a few of them, his face suddenly turned pale.
Black dots appeared in one hundred and eight places, as if they were connected to each other and trapped his body.
"Through Bone Nail, are you the criminal captured by my sword-fighting sect?" Mo Ye was even more surprised when he was pushed away.