Chapter 138: The Journey on the Long River of Kendo
Inner heaven and earth.
Lin Xiao's face was pale, all his cultivation strength and even his energy and spirit were exhausted, almost as if he was overdrawn, and he felt weak mentally and even physically.
He had no choice but to hide in the inner world, otherwise his Dzogchen Original Divine Body might be exploded under that palm.
After all, there is still a clear gap in strength, even if his sword intention breaks through to the seventh level.
The power of the sword is also closely related to one's own cultivation level.
Nowadays, Sword Intent is far ahead of his cultivation level, which means that his cultivation level is holding him back.
A breakthrough in the second realm is inevitable.
Putting aside distracting thoughts, Lin Xiao concentrated on restoring his cultivation and ignored the outside world.
A few truly heaven-level experts from Anyuan searched the entire broken valley, but found nothing, because Lin Xiao had hid in the inner world, so naturally nothing would be left behind.
"Could it be...that he was really bombed to pieces?"
Everyone couldn't believe it. Even if it was blasted to pieces, there should be some residue. Why couldn't they find anything?
Did he escape?
It was absolutely impossible. There were three real heaven-level people watching him, and an extremely tyrannical strongman like the Great Elder suppressing him. There was no way he could escape so silently.
In other words, he was really bombed to pieces.
"It's a pity..." The Great Elder An Yuan sighed slightly. His plan was to suppress the opponent and capture him alive, but unfortunately, it seemed that he was destroyed and turned into scum, with nothing left.
Even though I thought so, I felt a little weird inside.
But no matter what, the person has disappeared, completely disappeared. The Great Elder of Dark Abyss does not think that the other person has the ability to escape under his nose, so there is only one explanation.
So dead that there is no ashes left.
Also, when his palm was fired with all his strength, it was extremely powerful. It was also blazing with demonic flames, and it was normal for it to turn into ashes.
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In the inner world, Lin Xiao's closed eyes opened, a ray of light burst out, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Cultivation, energy and spirit are all restored.
But because the cultivation level has reached the limit, there is no improvement at all.
Without breaking through the realm to improve his cultivation level, his cultivation level would not improve anymore, which was expected, but Lin Xiao was not surprised at all.
"The seventh level of heaven-breaking sword intent..."
Lin Xiao carefully sensed the increasingly powerful sword intent. The sword intent contained an extremely powerful force, as if it could break through the sky, penetrate the clouds and the sky, and vaguely, the secret of the sword intent was revealed to Lin Xiao.
The mastery becomes deeper and deeper, and before it becomes vague, there is a feeling that becomes instinctive.
Penetrating the clouds and breaking through the sky, it is extremely sharp, indestructible and indestructible.
Even though the realm of cultivation cannot keep up with the realm of sword intent, the superb realm of sword intent often means that Lin Xiao's attainments in the art of swords have been raised to a new level. From this height, he can learn swordsmanship again and get twice the result with half the effort.
The secrets of swordsmanship gathered in his mind bit by bit like a trickle of water. Lin Xiao used this height to sort out his own swordsmanship and find out the deficiencies.
All over his body, auras of different colors filled the air, turning into mysterious different sword auras that surrounded him in all directions, like dragons and snakes dancing.
Thirty-three sword auras of different colors roamed around the body filled with completely different aura fluctuations. Each sword aura represented the power of a rule, and each rule power was filled with mysterious and powerful aura fluctuations.
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Either as fast as the wind, or as violent as thunder, or as hot as fire, or as cold as ice, or as dazzling as light, or as bright as stars...
In an instant, thirty-three sword energies with completely different colors and mysteries merged into one under the control of Lin Xiao, led by the Heaven-shattering sword intent, and turned into a dream-like sword light filled with rays of light. The sword light
Flying around Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao stretched out his hand and directly grasped the sword light, clearly feeling the power contained in it.
The power contained in the fusion of thirty-three rules into one is extremely powerful, and with the Heaven-shattering Sword Intention as the dominant force, it is even more unbelievably powerful.
"My swordsmanship...is stronger..." Lin Xiao said to himself.
But if you think about it carefully, even with such a sword, there is a high probability that it will not be the opponent of the Great Elder of Dark Abyss.
Still not enough.
"The second realm..." Lin Xiao thought, and the divine glow sword light immediately dissipated.
It was obvious that the clues to the second realm had been captured before, and he was about to find an opportunity, but he was interrupted again.
Now I want to search again, but I feel like something is missing.
After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't grasp the clue and couldn't grasp the feeling at that time. Lin Xiao could only give up for the time being.
Thoughts arose and his thoughts were concentrated. Suddenly, Lin Xiao's ears seemed to hear the sound of a long river rushing, vaguely present and very subtle.
In a trance, Lin Xiao's soul body trembled slightly, and his consciousness immediately separated from the soul body. If the soul flew for nine days, it escaped into the void, fell into the kaleidoscope of time and space tunnel, and kept flying towards the front.
go.
A little light flashed, and Lin Xiao's consciousness jumped out, once again coming to the vast and vast dark void.
A long river that didn't know where it started or where it was going was rushing endlessly, filled with extremely amazing fluctuations of sword intent. The sword intent was vast and boundless, and Lin Xiao felt that he had mastered the heaven-breaking sword intent.
Compared with it, it is like the difference between a firefly and a blazing sun, incomparable and indescribable.
Secretly amazed and sighing, Lin Xiao retracted his thoughts and stepped into the long river of swordsmanship.
Standing at the starting point of the long river, there is boundless nothingness behind you. Looking forward, you can see the mighty sword road rushing away.
Endless kendo mysteries linger on the long river of kendo.
Lin Xiao took one step forward, as relaxed as strolling in a garden.
The second step, the third step, the fourth step...
Last time, I took fifteen steps on the long river of swordsmanship. What about this time?
With some expectation and hope, Lin Xiao took one step after another, and soon took ten steps without feeling any pressure.
After taking the eleventh step, I still didn’t feel any pressure. After taking the twelfth step, I still didn’t feel any pressure, as if it didn’t exist.
Tap tap tap!
Lin Xiao walked forward on the waves, his white robe fluttering, feeling indescribably comfortable and leisurely, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll.
Step 15!
This was the limit last time, but it was not the limit this time, because at this point, although Lin Xiao began to feel pressure, it was not very strong, but a slight pressure.
Without any pause, he took the sixteenth step.
After taking this step, Lin Xiao immediately felt a little bit of the mystery of the sword flowing into his consciousness, giving him a new understanding in an instant.
Step 17!
The mystery of the sword that pours into the consciousness is more profound and mysterious.
Step 18!
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Step 19!
Step 20!
The pressure was increasing with every step, getting stronger and stronger, but for Lin Xiao, it was still within the tolerance range.
"This time, my improvement in the sword path is beyond imagination." Lin Xiao said secretly.
The deeper the foundation of the sword path, the easier it will be to travel on the long river of sword path, and the further you can go.
And as you go further on the long river of swordsmanship, you will sort out the foundation of your own swordsmanship, deepen your understanding, and deepen your understanding of the secrets of the swordsmanship.
Lin Xiao is not the only traveler on the long river of swordsmanship, there are many others, some have gone very far, and some are left behind by Lin Xiao.
The steps along the long river of kendo are the most intuitive.
A step difference is a difference in the foundation of the sword.
After taking the thirtieth step, Lin Xiao felt an extremely powerful pressure sweeping over him, trying to suppress him.
That pressure has reached the point where I have to deal with it with all my strength.
Thirty steps and fifteen steps seem to be twice as different, but the difference in the foundation of the sword is not as simple as one time, but several times or even more.
Step 35!
Lin Xiao fell heavily with one step, as if he was swimming against the current. The pressure was as heavy as a landslide and a tsunami, and there seemed to be endless sword lights flashing in front of him.
That terrifying pressure seemed to make me feel crushed.
Pausing, Lin Xiao gradually adapted to the pressure from the heavy impact while absorbing the secrets of the sword that came with the pressure.
The stronger the pressure, the more profound the secret of the sword contained in it.
After adapting, Lin Xiao raised his legs again, as if tens of millions of kilograms of pressure were impacting his legs and feet, and as if countless hands were holding his legs and feet and pulling them back desperately to prevent him from taking this step.
Taking a difficult step and stepping down hard, the long river of swordsmanship seems to be shaking.
The pressure increased sharply, and the impact caused Lin Xiao's consciousness to shake violently, as if he was about to be defeated. At the same time, waves of secrets about the swords also came rushing in.
"It's reached the limit." Lin Xiao said secretly.
Last time it was fifteen steps, this time it is thirty-six steps. It is not as simple as doubling, because the difficulty of each step is increasing.
This means that my current accumulation and foundation in the sword path has reached a considerable level.
Unexpectedly, along the way, I have surpassed hundreds of people and left them behind.
But before, I could only look at their backs, this was the gap.
As soon as the thought occurred, Lin Xiao's consciousness immediately faded and eventually disappeared without a trace. When he regained consciousness, he had already returned to his body.
"Thirty-six steps..."
Lin Xiao opened his eyes and sighed slightly. All the secrets of swordsmanship and the mysteries of the sword were lingering in his mind, being continuously absorbed by him and made into his own.
The secrets given by the long river of swordsmanship are disordered, and everyone is the same. Only by comprehending, absorbing and making it one's own can it be considered a real gain. As for how to improve it and how much it can be improved, it all depends on one's ability.
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Different people have different insights into the gains from the same step, and the final gains are also different, either high or low.
The path of the sword exists in one heart and comes from one intention. Wherever the mind reaches, that is where the sword reaches.
Upon enlightenment, forty-four sword auras with completely different colors and mysteries suddenly appeared all over Lin Xiao's body, as magnificent as the clouds.