Comprehensive Comprehension: Sixty Years of Observing Swords in Jiange 53, your elder brother said that wielding a sword ten million, cracking rocks and destroying mountains is true
53, your elder brother said that wielding a sword ten million, cracking rocks and destroying mountains is true
Lin Chongxiao!
The true successor of the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect genius made Tuoba become the genius who refused to accept his direct successor for ten years.
Lin Chongxiao, the eldest brother of Coach Lin, let him wield a sword for ten years, but it was all in vain.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me break through my deep brother's confusion and give him a chance to turn around."
In his mind, Lin Chongxiao looked towards Han Muye again.
Han Muye has watched thousands of swords, and this is the first time he sees his own consciousness in the picture.
Looking at Lin Chongxiao in the picture, he didn't know how to reply.
"You, are you really Lin Chongxiao?"
He spoke in a low voice, not sure if Lin Chongxiao could hear him in his mind.
After he finished speaking, Lin Chongxiao nodded in his mind, and then shook his head.
"I am Lin Chongxiao, but I am not."
"I am just a trace of Lin Chongxiao's obsession that cannot bear to dissipate and is hidden in the sword."
"The reason why I have endured for so many years is because of the warmth of my soul and my obsession."
Speaking of this, Lin Chongxiao whispered: "Fellow Taoist, you can think of me as the spirit of the sword, or you can think of me as a residual thought."
"I pose no threat to fellow Taoists, and I have no ability to threaten you."
"If fellow Taoist hadn't inspired me with sword energy, I wouldn't be able to communicate with fellow Taoist even if I wanted to."
Lin Chongxiao is shrewd and knows that for practitioners, the most practical thing is their own safety.
If Lin Chongxiao posed a threat to Han Muye's safety, Han Muye would immediately find a way to eliminate him.
Looking at the picture in his mind, Han Muye's hand holding the long sword suddenly let go.
Lin Chongxiao wanted to say something else, but he could only dissipate.
The image fades away, leaving nothing behind.
It seems that what Lin Chongxiao said is true. He is just a remnant soul and poses no threat to himself.
Holding the hilt of the sword again, the sword energy penetrated, and Lin Chongxiao held his hand with a helpless smile.
"Fellow Taoist, I am relying on your sword energy to manifest. If the sword energy is withdrawn, I will dissipate."
Having said this, he raised his head and bowed with a sincere face: "Fellow Taoist, please help me enlighten Brother Shen and don't let him stop his path of cultivation."
Instruct Coach Lin?
Han Muye pondered for a moment and whispered: "How to enlighten me?"
"He spent ten years practicing hard. Once his Taoist heart is broken, I'm afraid he will have no chance to improve his cultivation in this life."
Now Han Muye is not considered a novice in spiritual practice.
If you don’t have your own way in your heart when it comes to practicing and cultivating your mind, no matter how many years you spend, it will be in vain.
Lin Shen is like this now.
"Fellow Taoist, I am not making this up by swinging a sword thousands of times, splitting rocks and destroying mountains."
Lin Chongxiao spoke in a low voice.
"Back then, I explored a secret place with several fellow apprentices and obtained some incomplete techniques, among which there were records of such methods."
"I know that Brother Shen is not qualified enough, so before he died, I asked him to practice this method to make up for his shortcomings with diligence."
"I left a trace of my soul in the sword to help him practice."
"It's just," Lin Chongxiao said with a bitter smile: "I didn't expect that Brother Shen would directly practice this method instead of minor training."
"He doesn't have enough cultivation to inspire the power of my remnant soul. I can only do nothing to help him."
This is really a mistake.
Lin Chongxiao did not hesitate to keep his remaining soul in the sword in order to help Lin Shen.
As a result, Lin Shen insisted on practicing what Lin Chongxiao said about swinging the sword for thousands of times, but neglected his own practice, resulting in insufficient cultivation and inability to activate the power of the remaining soul.
"I originally thought that with my power, I could help my brother build the Taoist foundation within ten years and become the direct descendant of Sanshizhai."
"In this way, my wish is fulfilled."
In the picture, Lin Chongxiao's face flashed with loneliness, and then he cupped his hands and said: "If my fellow Taoist can condense such a strong sword energy, his sword practice must reach the heavens."
"Chongxiao begs fellow Taoist to enlighten Brother Shen."
Looking at Lin Chongxiao in the picture, Han Muye did not speak.
Although he is not as skilled in swordsmanship as Lin Chongxiao thought, he has a full level of understanding and it is not difficult to teach Lin Shen.
It was just that Lin Chongxiao's remnant soul was inspired in the sword today, which made him a little surprised.
There are tens of thousands of swords hidden in the Sword Pavilion. How many swords have residual souls residing in them?
If these remnant souls all have obsessions and ask him to complete them, he will agree to them one by one?
That shouldn't be too busy.
"Fellow Taoist, I discovered that the secret place where the remaining scrolls of the exercises are located is very mysterious. If you can help me, I would like to tell you the location of this secret place."
In the picture, Lin Chongxiao spoke again.
"The only thing I can use as my remnant soul is this little secret."
Discover the secret place of Kung Fu.
The method of wielding a sword worth tens of thousands of dollars is not unusual. There may be other good things in such a secret place.
Even if he didn't, Lin Chongxiao could pay the price and help him, so it wouldn't be considered in vain.
"good."
Han Muye nodded, stretched out his hand to hold the sword, turned around and left.
When he arrived at the door, Lu Gao was slightly startled when he saw him coming out with a sword.
"I'll go take a look."
Han Muye walked straight down the nine stone steps.
Looking at his back, Lu Gao turned to look at Jiange, and then a trace of confusion flashed across his face.
"I'm just the gatekeeper of the sword pavilion, not a sword watcher..."
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At the gate of Jiuxuan Sword Gate, a green wooden carriage was parked under the building sign of the gate.
Lin Yuxia, who was wearing a pink dress, stood beside the carriage and looked at Lin Shen who was sitting in front of the carriage.
"Second brother, are you really willing to go down the mountain?"
Lin Yuxia looked at the thin Lin Shen and whispered distressedly.
"Haha, what's wrong with going down the mountain?" Lin Shen laughed and turned to look at the tall door behind him, a twinge of pain flashing through his eyes.
"Forget it, I'll go back and live a good life. When you come home next time, maybe you can hold your nephew."
Lin Shen grinned, but the corners of his eyes were a little moist.
"Remember, you said that when my boy grows up, you will lead him to practice."
Lin Yuxia bit her lip, with tears in her eyes, and nodded slightly.
If the path of spiritual practice is cut off in this life, it will be extremely painful for everyone.
"Then, second brother, are you really not going to say goodbye to Master Tuoba and the others?" Lin Yuxia looked at the deserted surroundings and whispered.
Lin Shen left quietly without notifying anyone, not even saying goodbye to his master.
"I'm not the eldest brother, Master, he won't care." Lin Shen shook his head, raised his hand, and straightened the reins.
"Girl, let's have a good competition at the Jiuxuan Sword Sect's gathering. This is a good opportunity to become famous."
"Don't be like me and fall into the trap of being the eldest brother of the past, Three Stones and Green Tigers."
Lin Yuxia nodded, tears finally rolled down her face.
"Haha, my sword cultivator is invincible at the same level."
"Swing thousands of swords, split rocks and destroy mountains."
"Ten years of absurdity, I woke up from my dream..."
Shaking the reins, the carriage moved forward slowly.
The ruts pressed against the bluestone, making a creaking sound.
Big tears rolled down Lin Shen's eyes. He turned back slightly and looked at the tall courtyard behind him.
Jiuxuan Sword Gate.
This may be the last time I watch it in this life.
"Coach Lin."
At this moment, a voice sounded.
Han Muye, wearing a white robe and holding a big sword, walked through the courtyard and came to the carriage as fast as flying.
Lin Shen grabbed the reins and chuckled: "It's rare. I thought no one would come to see me off."
"I'm not here to see you off."
Han Muye shook his head and raised the sword in his hand.
"Your elder brother said it's true that you can split rocks and destroy mountains with a sword worth ten million."