Great Blue Night Watchman

(Warm reminder: It has been on the shelves for a month and a half, and I have updated a million words, which is a bit too fierce. In order to ensure the subsequent refinement, I need to rest and recuperate. For the time being, I will update it twice a day, and publish it at the same time at 0 o'clock in the morning. Guaranteed 8,000+, and wait for new recommendations. When the time comes, let’s explode again! Follow up, brothers~) The following is the text

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Lin Su's heart was pounding: "What is sword intention?"

Dugu Xing uttered two words: "Watch!"

The ancient broken sword on his knee suddenly shot out a ray of cold light, and with a chirp, a big tree ten feet away cut it off!

"This is the first level of Sword Intent, it's called Sword Intent!"

Seeing that the big tree was about to hit them, the long sword on his knees shook and he raised his head. A blue flower appeared on the tip of the sword. With a chirp, the big tree turned into powder with its roots and leaves: "This is the second level of sword intention." , called Sword Intent Blue Flower, everyone knows that the blue flower presses the Taoist Flower!"

Although kendo practice can be divided into Dao root, Dao altar, Dao mountain, Dao flower, and Dao fruit, kendo pays more attention to sword intention. Once you have the sword intention blue and white, you can almost be regarded as the invincible king in the realm of Dao flower.

The long sword pointed across the sky, and a crystal clear green fruit appeared on the tip of the sword. Silently, a cloud a hundred feet high in the sky was completely flat.

"This is the third level, the wonderful fruit of the sword! The wonderful fruit surpasses the Tao fruit!"

His sword suddenly retracted: "This is the fourth level, the world of swords!"

Lin Su's eyes widened and he was very surprised.

Ordinary people may not feel this fourth level at all, because there is nothing strange at all, but under his thousand-degree eyes, it is so bizarre. The mountains in front of him, the people in front of him, the stones in front of him, everything is... It is composed of countless small swords, which means that he has actually fallen into the sword world of Dugu Xing unknowingly. As long as he makes a thought, a grain of sand in front of Lin Su will kill him.

As soon as the sword world was closed, Lin Su's eyes returned to their original state. Everything that happened in that moment seemed to have never happened.

"How do you feel after seeing these?"

Lin Su murmured: "I feel... I feel that my previous martial arts seems to have gone astray."

In the past, he designated the path of martial arts as flying knives. To be honest, he may have watched too many TV series. The martial arts in this world are far more exaggerated than the most imaginative screenwriter. Flying knives are really useless.

For example, with a cultivation level like Dugu Xing's, he could clear all the territory hundreds of feet in the air without even raising his eyes. It's not a flying knife, but it's better than a flying knife. What else is needed for a flying knife?

"It's not a deviation!" Dugu Xing smiled: "You have worked hard to learn the skills of flying knives and strive to be faster, stronger and more variable. This is the key to cultivating sword intention. You need to know that the so-called sword intention is the extreme change of weapons. Besides, it is a kind of will that is transcendent.”

"Let me try..." Lin Su slowly pulled out the sword.

"There is no need to rush for the moment. The cultivation of sword intention is a long-term process. If you can realize the sword intention before the Yaochi meeting next year, you will already be a legend..."

With a choking sound, Lin Su unsheathed the long sword in his hand and drew the sword!

This sword was so fast that it chopped down a small flying insect in front of Lin Su.

The essence of the sword-drawing style is just one word: Quick!

To reach the extreme is to be perfect.

But has he reached the extreme?

For ordinary people, this sword is the ultimate, but Lin Su himself knows that it is not.

The posture of drawing the sword, the force exerted by the whole body, the resistance of the air, the angle of the sword, all have room for correction. What he has to do is to use modern mechanics as the basis to make his sword drawing faster, and even faster...

He didn't realize that when he had this idea, he slowly became related to the sword in his hands, and he understood the sword better...

choke!

choke!

choke!

…

Ten times, a hundred times...

A thousand times!

It was getting dark and the sun was setting. Dugu Xing opened another jar of wine and took a long sip with satisfaction. This wine is really good. I wonder which master made it, Saibei Yi Lao? Qingcheng Flower Mother? Or an alcoholic?

It is unlikely to be an old man from Saibei. This old man's wine will never flow into the rivers and lakes. He will only brew it himself and drink it.

It is also unlikely to be Qingcheng Hua Mu. This person never forgets to add various secret spices to her wine, which is not so pure.

He can only be an alcoholic!

Although the alcoholic is called a disciple, he is truly the best brewing master in the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States. His word "disciple" is just a blank, declaring that he will always be an explorer on the wine road, not the end. By……

How could this kid befriend such a person?

He can also grant him these fine wines...

He raised his eyes, suddenly startled.

He clearly felt that the boy standing on the hillside had changed his sword-drawing posture...

choke!

Drawing the sword this time has made a big step forward compared to the beginning.

How could there be such great progress in just the middle of the night?

How can it be?

The long sword was sheathed, and Lin Su closed his eyes. Dugu Xing's eyes were as bright as autumn water. Lin Su's whole body was integrated. It seemed that he had reached the realm where the sword was the person and the person was the sword. How could he be a beginner swordsman? This is simply the demeanor that a swordsman legend would have when the sword door was closed...

Another sword was unsheathed, three points more rounded than the previous one...

The whole night, Dugu Xing kept staring at him without blinking.

In the early morning, the red sun bursts out...

At the moment when it burst out, Lin Su's eyes suddenly opened, and the sword in his hand came out, silently, and a ray of green light appeared on the tip of the sword, which was three feet long!

Dugu Xing stood up, his face full of shock:

"In one night, the sword intention took shape! How... is this possible?"

Lin Su: "Maybe it has something to do with the Dugu Nine Swords."

Dugu Nine Swords?

Dugu Xing's eyes flashed with light.

The Dugu Nine Swords emphasizes intention rather than moves. The essence of the sword-drawing style is speed.

The essence of the Broken Sword Style is change.

The essence of Wei Jian style is momentum...

These artistic conceptions are highly consistent with the requirements of the sword. Is this the biggest secret of Dugu Nine Swords?

Can you quickly activate other people's sword intent?

"Senior!" Lin Su said: "The secret of the Sword Sect is twelve words. The sword's move is the end, and the sword's intention is the key. I finally understand. The sword's heart is the king, but why do you understand it? What is the sword's heart?"

Kenshin...

Duguxing said...

Kenshin is really a mysterious thing.

There have been countless geniuses in the Sword Sect throughout the ages, but only one person has been able to obtain the Sword Heart in a thousand years!

Therefore, Dugu Xing actually did not know what Jian Xin was.

"Who? Li Zexi?" Lin Su said.

"Exactly!" Dugu Xing said: "In the past, in order to obtain the Heart of the Sword, Li Zexi traveled through the Yin Mountains, entered the Ghost Valley, broke into the most dangerous places in the world, and specialized in killing those who could not be killed. It took three years to finally obtain the Heart of the Sword. Some people say that because The sword's heart is as cold as iron, so he is cold and ruthless... If that's the case, I don't want to win the sword's heart."

"A person's thinking and character are not actually determined by the heart...Senior, let's have a drink, I'm going west."

As soon as his eyes fell, he was slightly startled, "Damn!" There are only fifteen jars of wine left out of twenty. Did you drink five jars in one night? How come I’m giving you wine for the winter, but you won’t last until next week?

Dugu Xing poured him a bowl, raised the wine bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Senior!" Lin Su said: "If you finish drinking, you might as well go to Lin's house in Haining. I will give you a note. You can take as much as you want."

Put your hands together and write a note...

Dugu Xing was slightly surprised: "You can get such good wine with this note? And it's... unlimited?"

"Haha, it's said to be unlimited, but you have to see how much inventory they have. If the inventory is not enough, don't be rude! If an expert like you acts arrogantly, no one can stand it..."

He is leaving, but if he goes down the mountain like this, he will be surrounded by the group of people below, asking...

Dugu Xing waved his hand and banished him hundreds of miles away.

Far away from the crowd below.

These people plundered the whole city and got countless good wines. It's a pity that the masters on the top of the mountain didn't even care...

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The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow on the ground, the autumn wind is blowing, and the wild geese flying from the north to the south...

Lin Suma stepped on the dead leaves, the wind was gentle in his ears. On both sides of the road, there were bamboo gardens. His hands came together, and his sword intent flew across the sky. Three green bamboos fell into his palms. This was his harvest this time - sword intent. !

Lin Su's intention to spend some time with Dugu today was to lay a foreshadowing for the situation in the capital!

The realization of sword intention was purely accidental.

He is not a martial artist in the strict sense, and has no idea what this means. If An Ye is by his side, he will definitely be stunned. You need to know that the legendary An Ye, who understood the meaning of the sword that day, also went through ten years of hard training, and later After five years of traveling around the world, his sword intention has gradually matured and grown to three feet. In other words, Lin Su's current swordsmanship is no less than An Ye when he first met him.

Of course, in the later period of Dark Night, she broke through the martial arts and fought endlessly in Wuding Mountain for several months, helping her break through the blue and white sword meaning. Her strength was no longer the same as before.

Where is the dark night?

Lin Su looked at the sky and couldn't find the direction, so he put it down and continued on his journey to the world.

There was no one around, the forest was silent, but a hundred feet away behind me, a bird suddenly flew away...

what's the situation?

Lin Suduan sat on horseback, and the Thousand Degree Eyes quietly opened...

Silently, a figure passed by him, as fast as the wind, at the extreme level of martial arts...

Swish…

Three more figures passed over Lin Su's head at the same time, and four figures stood on the hillside in front of them at the same time. They were truly as agile as eagles. They were all at the late stage of Wuji, roughly equivalent to Lin Su's own level.

what happened?

Someone took action against me?

These four people have similar martial arts skills, wear the same clothes, and their weapons are all of the same height, all of them are slender scimitars. Which sect is which?

A man turned back and stared at Lin Su. His eyes were also slender and filled with cold murderous intent.

But another person spoke up: "Don't cause too much trouble, that mother-in-law is right in front."

His voice was very soft, but Lin Su had extraordinary senses and could hear him clearly.

He suddenly understood that the target of these four people was not him, but someone else, a girl...

Silently, the four people got off the tree and disappeared without a trace in the mountain breeze.

Lin Su clamped his legs together, quickened the horse's speed, and continued to gallop forward. As soon as the mountain pass in front turned around, his eyes suddenly opened up. A large river rushed through the mountain. There was a faint autumn coolness in the wind, and there was thick blood...

Lin Su was slightly startled and rode forward. On the roadside in front, four corpses fell in a pool of blood, and the blood was still steaming.

It was the four people who passed by him just now.

In just a moment, the four vigorous masters turned into four ignorant corpses.

Lin Su's horse suddenly stopped because he felt a strong murderous aura...

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the top of the big tree on the right...

A woman stood on the top of the tree, her sharp eyes traveling through ten feet of space and locking on him firmly.

Lin Su's Qiandu eyes fell, and her heart was shocked...

When walking in the rivers and lakes, he didn't meet many acquaintances, because he rarely traveled in the rivers and lakes, but today, he knew the person at the top of the tree!

Wushan Saint Maiden Colored Pearl Lotus!

That day, he went up to Wuding Mountain to save An Ye, but was chased by the elders of the Bishui Sect. He fell into a deep pool and entered a cave, where he saw Cai Zhulian Chi L practicing martial arts all over his body.

He was familiar with every inch of Cai Zhulian's body...

Meeting this little girl is probably not a good thing. The most violent woman in his memory was her. She hung him upside down by his hair and washed him under the waterfall. Have you ever seen such a cruel thing...

For a moment, Lin Su felt a little confused. God is my witness, he was not afraid, but just a little guilty...

Cai Zhulian stared at him coldly: "Who are you?"

Um? Lin Su's heart moved. She didn't recognize him...

"Is it also from Ailao Mountain?" Cai Zhulian's voice was stern.

"No! I... I'm just a passerby. I don't know what Ailao Mountain is..."

Cai Zhulian's eyes moved from his face to his waist. There was a long sword tied around his waist, and the Ailaoshan Scimitar Gate was all Xi's scimitars. The weapons were different, and his expression didn't look like he was lying...

"Let's go!"

Lin Suma squeezed and passed quickly.

Didn't this little girl really recognize him?

It's possible if you think about it.

Back then, Lin Su was dressed in scholar's uniform and looked like a scholar. But today, with his hair tied up, tight clothes, and a long sword hanging from his waist, he looked like a knight-errant. The change in clothes and attire was a real contrast. It was a little big and she didn't recognize it, which was normal.

Ten meters, twenty meters...

Suddenly, Lin Su turned around...

On the top of the mountain above, the mist opened and closed, and with a swish sound, two figures broke through the sky. Yellow leaves fell in the surrounding woods, as if winter had entered overnight...

"Witch, you killed someone from the Scimitar Sect, do you still want to leave?"

In a word, the murderous intent is endless.

Cai Zhulian smiled coldly: "A small and dirty sect dares to be presumptuous in front of this girl. Do you know who I am?"

"No matter who you are, anyone who dares to kill us..."

The other person was more cautious and thought it would be better to ask clearly: "Who are you?"

Cai Zhulian laughed loudly: "You will definitely know before you die!"

As soon as the voice fell, her hair suddenly flew up, and the colorful hair was like a beautiful peacock, turning into a feather...

The master on the left shouted: "Wushan Saint Caizhulian..."

Sure enough, he recognized it.

With a cry, his whole body turned into blood mist.

The man on the right rose up through the air, and the horse rolled past him. One of his legs was missing...

But he folded in the air and rushed towards Lin Su. Cai Zhulian chased after her from behind, approaching quickly...

The man suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Su. He wanted to use Lin Su as a human shield to stop Cai Zhulian's pursuit...

Seeing that this hand is about to fall on Lin Su's neck, Lin Su Mao, you can't beat others, why do you want to stab me? I hate it when people treat me like a weakling. Suddenly, the scabbard of my sword was horizontal...

Chi!

Sword drawing style!

A flash of green light flashed, the Scimitar Sect master's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his right hand disappeared.

The hair at the back penetrated into his brain and came out from between his eyebrows. The expert was pinned directly into the air by this hair, and then turned into blood mist...

The blood mist dispersed, and Cai Zhulian appeared in front of Lin Su out of thin air, staring at his long sword: "What a swordsman! Who are you, and what sect do you come from?"

The sword strike just now was like lightning, and the speed of the execution was so extreme that even Wushan Saint Cai Zhulian was greatly shocked.

There are many capable people in the world of martial arts, but there are not many who can spy on people in their twenty-fourth year. Like Zheng Hao, the young master of Medicine God Valley at that time, he reached the pinnacle of martial arts at the age of twenty-four. environment and became a legend in Quzhou.

Lin Su, on the other hand, took out a sword with three feet of sword intent, and directly cut off the right hand of a master of spying. How could people not be impressed?

She did not realize that Lin Su had not broken through to the realm of spying on people, and was still at the eighth level of martial arts.

However, his foundation is too solid, and his real combat power can compete with Peeping People.