Is it too late? When Yang Zhen said this, the smile on his face was as mysterious as that of an old man who had lived for tens of thousands of years.

How can you understand the profound cultural heritage of my blue planet?

"Little Broken Sword, condense into shape!"

Yang Zhen blinked at the sword spirit with a playful look on his face.

What? Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Luo Shanyang almost vomited blood.

Are you also condensed?

It's just a sword spirit. Now it has condensed into the Liuxin Sword. How can it condense again?

Luo Shanyang was about to sneer when his eyes suddenly twitched wildly.

The sword spirit that had just condensed into the Liu Xin Sword suddenly twisted and turned into the appearance of the Da Que Sword! "This is impossible!"

Luo Shanyang stared at the sword spirit that had changed its appearance in front of him in amazement, and roared: "Impossible, you have clearly recognized me, why, why do you still want to recognize Yang Zhen?"

This was a bit ungentlemanly. Yang Zhen shook his head and looked at Luo Shanyang with some disappointment.

So what if he is a sword fanatic? Apart from having some achievements in kendo, he has lost the basic manners of being a human being.

Who says that if the sword spirit recognizes you, it cannot recognize others?

Recognizing you means thinking highly of you, shouldn't you be happy? Anyway, the sword spirit was very happy and came to Yang Zhen with a whoosh.

Seeing this, Luo Shanyang became even more furious. A ball of light burst out from the Liuxin Sword. He pointed the sword at Yang Zhen and said, "I am obsessed with swords and have been immersed in the way of swords for many years. Isn't it better than the way of swordsmanship that you practiced on a whim?"

Yang Zhen sighed and had no intention of arguing with Luo Shanyang. This kind of swordsmanship was just a minor art.

Luo Shanyang was unaware of this, his hair was flying with rage, his face was full of madness, and suddenly he threw away the Liu Xin Sword in his hand, laughing like a madman.

In mid-air, the remaining sword intent condensed into the shape of a number of Willow Heart Swords, which surprised Yang Zhen.

This sword fanatic is worthy of being the disciple of the Sword Demon. Even in this situation, he can still burst out with such amazing talent.

No wonder the sword spirit has recognized him. If Yang Zhen was not here today, the sword spirit might have been subdued by Luo Shanyang.

Jiulong and Tianshan Saint Lord both had solemn looks on their faces. They looked at each other, then turned to look at Luo Shanyang.

"Enlightenment?" Tianshan Saint Lord said hesitantly.

Jiulong nodded and said, "This boy's talent is indeed extraordinary. The old man Jian Mo has found a good disciple."

The Holy Lord of Tianshan hesitated for a moment and looked towards the Sword Demon.

The Sword Demon in black showed a look of satisfaction on his face, nodded, and said: "There is no sword in your hand, but there is a sword in your heart. This is the highest attainment of swordsmanship. Under pressure, you can resist the inner demon and improve your swordsmanship. Finally, you have lived up to my dedicated cultivation."

As Luo Shanyang laughed loudly, he looked somewhat like a sword demon. Every part of his body emanated sword intent. Even the shadow behind him was condensed into an incomparably huge sword light!

“So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is…” After Luo Shanyang finished laughing, he murmured to himself, as if obsessed, staring at the sword spirit in front of Yang Zhen and said: “I have a sword in my heart, so what if I don’t have a sword in my hand? When I take another step forward, everything can be a sword. Isn’t this talent inferior to the sword intent that Yang Zhen has cultivated? He doesn’t even have a sword heart!”

Yang Zhen doesn’t even have a sword heart!

Every word of this was heart-warming. Everyone was startled and looked towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen really did not have the heart of a sword. In fact, everyone had already realized by now that Yang Zhen had not actually deceived everyone. He had really just started practicing sword.

The talent displayed by Luo Shanyang has shocked the vast majority of people present.

"No, this is impossible!" Luo Shanyang gradually revealed a ferocious look on his face, staring at the sword spirit and said, "This is not fair!"

Everything can be a sword. This is indeed the highest realm of kendo in the legend. Everyone present understands or has heard of this.

Especially among the sword cultivators present, the biggest goal in this life is to reach the level of sword attainment of the Sword Demon.

Luo Shanyang has also been moving in this direction.

But now... the sword spirit doesn't seem to care about him! Even the sword demon's disciples can't surpass the sword spirit's recognition of Yang Zhen. How did Yang Zhen do it?

Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Zhen, all with a look of surprise and doubt, especially the Sword Demon, whose eyes narrowed almost into sword shapes as he stared at Yang Zhen and asked in a deep voice, "How did you do it?"

Yang Zhen glanced at the Sword Demon and said honestly, "I said before, I'm only here to subdue the Sword Spirit. I have no intention of competing with you in swordplay. I'm really not good at swordsmanship!"

A buzzing sound came from the sword spirit, and the golden light of the Great Sword became brighter. For a moment, the entire mountain seemed to be shrouded in the sword spirit.

"No, you're lying!" Luo Shanyang looked gloomy, staring at Yang Zhen and said, "If you don't know the way of the sword, why did the sword spirit choose you instead of me?"

Yang Zhen said casually: "Because you are wrong!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Wrong?

Hearing this, Luo Shanyang stepped back three steps, as if he was hit on the heart by a huge hammer. His face turned pale and he looked at the Sword Demon in confusion.

If Yang Zhen had said this a quarter of an hour ago, Luo Shanyang would have sneered. But now, the sword spirit had chosen Yang Zhen. When Yang Zhen said this again, it was like a bolt from the blue, and it fell heavily in Luo Shanyang's heart.

Seeing Luo Shanyang's eyes flickering and his inner demons rising, the Sword Demon snorted coldly, stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, are you doubting me?"

Hearing this, Luo Shanyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Sword Demon with gratitude.

Luo Shanyang's swordsmanship was taught by Jian Mo. If Yang Zhen said he was wrong, wouldn't that mean Jian Mo was also wrong? Jian Mo was the best swordsman in Zhongting. Who dared to say he was wrong?

The entire mountaintop instantly fell into deathly silence. Yang Zhen was the first person to question the Sword Demon.

One is the number one swordsman, and the other is a young monk recognized by the sword spirit. Who is wrong between these two people?

Everyone turned to look at Yang Zhen. While thinking about the sword spirit waving, Yang Zhen shook his head and said to the sword demon: "I'm not doubting you, but you are really wrong!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Zhen felt that his status had instantly risen to the level of unity between man and nature.

The sword spirit jumped in Yang Zhen's palm like a lively child, and turned into a small flower, bright red, and seemingly without any breath, just like a small flower that could not be more ordinary.

"Sword will condenses into form?" The Sword Demon's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you think that everything can be a sword is not complete, and we should also add that the sword can be everything?"

Yang Zhen sucked his teeth. What do you mean everything can be a sword? What do you mean a sword can be everything? Why don't you go to heaven? Sword! It's a sword! The sword is not only a weapon, but also a belief and an attitude.

Where is everything?

In Yang Zhen’s heart, the sword cannot be everything, and everything cannot be the sword.

The sword is everything, and everything is the sword!

Only by truly seeing it as a sword, rather than as a sword, can one truly comprehend the sword as the king of all weapons! This is the difference between subjective consciousness and objective consciousness. This old man in front of him obviously does not know the difference between philosophy and materialism.

Damn, thank you for the cultural heritage on my blue planet!

(End of this chapter)