The Lord who use immortals as food

"It's in the "Introduction", you can study it yourself after reading it." Ming Qitian said, "Simply speaking, your [Yuntian Covers Eyes and Lost Feathers] is a sword of the state of mind, and the senior Yue may have already advanced. Enter the 'Tao' realm."

"Then I can learn this sword..."

"If you ask me, you just learned its moves and realized its meaning, but the 'heart' that represents the limit was only opened once by you in that situation. Later, when you left that situation, Using this sword again is just the aftertaste of that state of mind." Ming Qitian said, "Because there is an obvious sign of the state of mind, that is, a sword heart will appear in your mind state."

"..."

"With this sword heart, you can use the sword of the 'heart' state at any time. Without the sword heart, you can only have the opportunity to touch it in that completely compatible state."

"Then I didn't actually learn it?"

"That's not to say, you have already reached its deepest point, but you just lack the necessary conditions to stay there. You can use it, but you just can't exert its full power yet."

"oh."

Pei Ye probably had some understanding - he could use this technique to block the enemy's five senses and make them unprepared. But when Grandpa Yue used this sword that day, he could feel as if his mind was being immersed in a deep sea heavy with cold darkness.

Rather than temporarily depriving the enemy of their five senses, that is obviously the true meaning of this sword.

"Miss Ming, what level is my sword at?" Pei Ye asked.

"You are not strictly based on this realm. On the one hand, you have not even entered the Clumsy Realm, but on the other hand, you have spent two years to realize the sword intention of that sword style, and even set foot in the 'heart' realm once ."

Yes, Pei Ye understood. What Ming Qitian just said is a realm of swordsmanship recognized by famous and decent sects, but the masters of Fenghuai Martial Arts School have no access to it. Although Grandpa Yue is already at the top, his sword is not so step-by-step.

"Then, I will try my best to enter a state of stupidity these days?"

Ming Qitian shook her head: "You can step in today. You already have the conditions, you just lack the knowledge."

Pei Ye frowned and thought: "Yes, I think I have done all the tricks well, and I can command them like an arm... Then, what is still missing?"

"'Clumsy' is the control of the sword. You just need to realize one thing - what you master is not the sword moves, and you can't let the sword moves control you. What you master is the sword itself."

Pei Ye suddenly became enlightened.

He has already achieved the requirements of "clumsy" such as proficiency in sword moves, arm-like command, and accurate movement. He only lacks the so-called "samadhi of sword acquisition".

In fact, he does not lack this understanding. Now that he realizes the way, he naturally stands in front of this realm.

Pei Ye weighed the sword in his hand, a little eager to try.

Ming Qitian said: "Use the door-opening sword again."

Pei Ye came again with the sword in hand, this time he intended to practice what he had just realized.

In the past few years, he had practiced his sword moves hundreds of times, and his standard and beautiful skills seemed to be copied from the sword manual. This was of course the best display of his sword skills.

But at this time, Pei Ye realized that everyone is different from height to personality. How can he practice according to the same template? And when facing an enemy, it is not always necessary to "give your best performance", nor can you achieve "your best performance" at any time.

When you have enough control over the sword, your body will naturally feel the most comfortable and suitable "point". The strength of his movements will be slightly adjusted, and the sword moves will still be the same, but it is already a move that perfectly suits his body. Only then can the maximum potential of a sword move be unleashed.

This is the state of clumsiness.

At this time, Pei Ye used the sword to open the door again. He was still skilled in the standard, but the subtleties were indeed different, and it looked much smoother and more natural.

In Pei Ye's own feeling, every sword is more powerful, with smaller force and greater force.

After finishing a set, Ming Qitian nodded: "That's exactly what I mean, but your sword is still a little erratic, and sometimes it falls back into the deadlock. You need to seriously grasp this feeling, practice more, and turn it into a new one." It becomes an instinct.”

Pei Ye nodded, he felt the same way. I immediately wanted to practice it again, planning to adjust the opening sword and then spread this feeling to all my sword skills.

Ming Qitian stopped him, broke off a twig from the jujube tree, and shook it gently: "Next, just use everything you have learned to attack me. Only in actual combat can you make the fastest progress." ."

Pei Ye thanked him and shot a cold light towards him.

The next whole afternoon, Pei Ye spent the whole afternoon fighting with Ming Qitian. Pei Ye didn't know whether it was because the "actual combat" was really progressing so quickly, or whether the subtle guidance of the woman opposite was too subtle and precise. After one move, he felt more comfortable with his sword.

A sword fight that goes on without stopping.

It was like a sudden epiphany.

When he panted and stopped, he truly felt that he had firmly stepped onto the "clumsy" level.

If the old man's Flying Goose Sword Style on a Snowy Night poked a hole in his upper limit of swordsmanship, then Ming Qitian's teaching today built a broad platform for his lower limit.

Clumsy situation.

Pei Ye returned the sword to its sheath with some hesitation. Before, he had only roughly known that he seemed to have some achievements with the sword, but he didn't know the specific details or what level he would get outside.

After this afternoon, he had firmly grasped his sword skills, and would not be arrogant or belittle himself.

"Miss Ming, thank you very much." Pei Ye poured a large ladle of well water down his throat, wiped his mouth and said, "Are you leaving today?"

Ming Qitian nodded: "I'll leave tonight and come back in about a month. But before I leave, I still have something to ask for your help."

"What?"

"It's about Liuli."

Pei Ye had long noticed that she did not bring the famous sword with her today: "Where is it?"

"Zhu Gaoyang wanted to take a look, so I left it at the county government office."

"..."

Ming Qitian slowly opened his palm to the sky. After just one breath, a stream of shadow swept down from the sky and stopped lightly and steadily in Ming Qitian's hand.

It is Zhanxin Liuli.

Pei Ye looked down. This was the first time he had observed the sword in such detail.

This sword is completely light and transparent, as if it were carved from colored glaze, but even the best colored glaze appears stiff and lifeless when placed in front of it, lacking its unique sense of agility.

This sword is not a standard long sword. Its handle is longer, one finger longer than the one in Pei Ye's hand. The sword grid is extremely short and almost invisible. Only a boundary between the sword body and the hilt can be seen.

The sword body is slender and straight, but it is not artificially straight and smooth like a steel sword. It is more like a hanging ice edge, translucent and smooth, but not regular - it is grown, not polished. .

It is also edged on both sides.

Its clear color is like ice in water when placed in the air, and it is even a little difficult to distinguish. And on the central axis of the glazed ice jade sword, close to the sword grid, there is a small, delicate red bead buried inside the sword, which is blurred and distorted by the clear sword.

Several slender and beautiful red lines spread out from the red bead, adding a touch of sophistication to this Bai Leng sword.

It was truly a beautiful sword. When Pei Ye saw it for the first time, he opened his mouth unconsciously.

However, now, this snowy plum-like sword seems to be infected by evil. The sharp blue ice crystals are glowing with fluorescence, trembling in the sword like parasites.