Chapter 1038
Under the seedlings of the sacred tree of Qingxiao, Lin Yun looked excited, and continued to look at the secret book.
“The Qingxiao Sword Art has ten layers. The first three layers are based on qi to cultivate one’s body. After the third layer, the vision of the Qingxiao sacred tree can be derived, and the wind can be generated by the wood; until the sixth layer, the vision of the sacred tree of Qingxiao can be fully manifested. , The sky transforms thunder; to the ninth stage, the wind and thunder sword qi can be derived from the body, and the sword can be used to cultivate oneself; to the tenth stage of the Qingxiao sword art, the peak is complete, the leaves fall into the lake, and the sacred tree covers the sky…”
Leaves fall into the lake, and the sacred tree covers the sky?
Lin Yun glanced at the ancient tree supporting the sky in front of him, and then at the ground covered with fallen leaves. Thoughtfully, the vision of Dzogchen at the pinnacle was very similar to the picture before him.
Sword Art has ten levels, but in fact there are only four realms. The first realm uses wood to generate wind, corresponding to the basic three levels, and is also the core meaning of this sword art. In the second realm, the sky transforms into thunder, the tree moves, the wind moves into the cloud, and the thunder comes, that is, the sky transforms into thunder.
When it reaches the third realm, it is quite good. It can generate wind thunder sword qi in the body, which just fits perfectly with the wind thunder will that one has mastered.
As for the final realm, Lin Yun vaguely felt that this was like a certain field, which would bring about a completely new change in the sword arts.
Next is the Qingxiao Thirteen Swords. The swordsmanship is as its name. There are thirteen swords. The first three moves corresponding to the swordsmanship are just the basics, and the artistic conception is also based on the wood-born wind. The four to six strokes have skyrocketed in power on the basis of the first three strokes, and the seven to nine strokes can be called ultimate moves. Each sword has the power of shocking the sky, and the mood is different.
Nine to twelve swords are the swords that must kill.
Of course, the so-called killing is just a description in the secret book, not that once the sacrifice is made, the other party will undoubtedly die, it must be an exaggeration.
Lin Yun has seen a lot of similar descriptions. He has seen many martial arts in the past, and they have written that they can smash the stars and break the mountains and rivers with one finger. If the swordsman’s own cultivation hasn’t reached the corresponding realm, just relying on swordsmanship, it is absolutely impossible to achieve such an exaggeration.
As for the Qingxiao Sword Art, Lin Yun didn’t think it was too exaggerated. The so-called must kill, at least in the same realm, the chance is quite big.
The thirteenth sword was listed separately, with only two words, taboo.
The word “taboo” written in blood is shocking and makes people feel ominous. In the following note, if the kendo talent is not enough, there is no need to practice the thirteenth sword.
Lin Yun’s eyes flashed with different colors, and he remembered the overlord sword that was the same taboo and killed many people.
Flipping the cheats page by page, Lin Yun read it quickly and understood more and more. What makes this sword art more terrifying is that it is not a simple wind and thunder attribute sword art. The whole sword art, together with the Qingxiao Thirteen Swords, has a fairly complete meaning, step by step and interlocking.
The true meaning is difficult to express, Lin Yun himself is a little unclear, but vaguely feels like he has opened a door.
Behind the door is a brand new world of kendo.
When Lin Yun closed the secret book, he felt that something was very uncomfortable in his throat, and he felt very uncomfortable all over his body.
“Too messy my kendo.”
Lin Yun’s eyes flickered, and he whispered to himself: “If I meet a real strong man, my kendo attainments will be defeated in one blow. Whether it is the Purple Kite Sword Art, the Blue Dragon Sword Power, the Wind and Thunder Will, or the Overlord Sword, It’s not really interlocking.”
After thinking about it, Lin Yun thought of Bai Lixuan, when he fought against Zao Wou-Ki. The opponent crushed his thunder will, his thunder sword intent collapsed, and then quickly defeated, ruined.
My psychic sword intent is too strong, covering up some of my problems.
The Qingxiao Sword Art came at exactly the right time. If I practiced it properly, it would be like a rope to string all my wills together. As a result, they are intertwined, endlessly like the sacred tree of Qingxiao, and then become tough…immortal!
Thinking of this, Lin Yun suddenly enlightened, and his eyes were bright.
I finally know how to describe it. After reading the Qingxiao Sword Art, I can see the word immortality after reading the whole story!
“The Dragon Cloud Treasury will be around for a while, and it shouldn’t disappear. The practice of sword tactics here should get twice the result with half the effort.”
Lin Yun wondered that there would be no opportunity to cultivate under the Qingxiao saplings in the future, and I was too sorry to take advantage of this opportunity at this time.
In the valley, under the Qingxiao tree, Lin Yun sat cross-legged.
Following the Zhenyuan route recorded in the secret book, slowly cultivated, and a ray of blue light bloomed from him.
Although Lin Yun didn’t practice good fortune martial arts in the true sense, the origin of the technique of Ziyuan Sword Art was definitely not inferior to that of good fortune martial arts, and even some good fortune was much stronger.
Just basic three-fold cultivation is not difficult for him.
What’s more, he still leaned against the sacred tree of Qingxiao.
Carefully calculating the right time, the right place, and the harmony between people, Lin Yun has no shortage of everything, and the rapid progress can be called superb speed.
Two days later.
Next to the crystal clear purple iris flower in Lin Yun Zifu, there was an additional cyclone. A cyan cyclone, rotating as unpredictable as an abyss, in the depths of the cyclone, the sword intent buzzed continuously.
There was no conflict between Ziyuan Jianjue and Qingxiao Jianjue for the time being, and the two did not interfere with each other.
After the cyan light was completely stabilized, Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed away.
Lin Yun’s heart moved slightly, and he whispered: “Wind!”
Behind him, a three-foot-tall sacred tree of Qingxiao appeared, and the branches trembled slightly, and immediately there was a violent wind rolling around Lin Yun. In the blink of an eye, the tornado enveloping him twisted and twisted, spreading all the way, soaring to ten feet.
From the outside, except for the violent tornado, Lin Yun could not be found at all. He was like a sword, completely hidden in it, without the slightest aura leaking out.
“interesting.”
In the depths of Lin Yun, he looked around and found that the columns of tornadoes were densely packed like a wall. If the sword intent is integrated into it, this wind wall will not only increase its lethality, but it will also be more difficult to break.
The wind is born by wood, and this tornado will always exist as long as my true spirit keeps on.
Lin Yun opened his hand and stroked the void, and found that he seemed to be able to manipulate the airflow in the tornado, and his mind moved slightly. He floated into the air without difficulty, and he seemed to be stepping on the surface of the water in the air, without any hindrance.
After becoming proficient, Lin Yun suddenly thought of something and said in deep thought, “Go!”
boom!
The tornado flew out in the blink of an eye, and when the wind dissipated, Lin Yun fell on the ground with some busy hands.
“this……”
He looked up, and in a flash, there was a distance of several kilometers from the sacred tree of Qingxiao.
“Come again!”
After the consternation, Lin Yun’s eyes filled with excitement, and the tornado took shape in an instant, returning to the seedlings of the sacred tree of Qingxiao.
call! call! call! call!
Lin Yun was overjoyed, and tried continuously, and suddenly a series of tornadoes swept back and forth in the vast valley. Wherever he went, flying sand and rocks, fast to the extreme.
After most of his true essence was exhausted, Lin Yun stopped, his face was full of joy.
These methods are unexpected gains, and they are simply amazing. In the future, fighting with people, whether it is chasing the enemy or leaving, or directly strangling the opponent with this wind, will give the opponent a strong pressure.
This is only the third level, and when the cultivation reaches the sixth level, the clouds will transform into thunder.
The tornado will stir the sky, and it will be filled with dense lightning, supplemented by psychic sword intent. When the wind is as high as one hundred meters, the lightning roars, and the sharpness is like a sword, afraid that even the world will lose its color.
It was still early, and Lin Yun left in no hurry.
Sitting under the sacred tree of Qingxiao again, Lin Yun turned the secret book back and forth several times, trying to comprehend the meaning of immortality.
Why is the sacred tree of Qingxiao immortal?
In the final analysis, it is still interlocking, and it has a very complete set of profound meanings. My psychic sword intent and the power of the blue dragon can achieve the integration of the dragon and the sword, but the extra wind and thunder will is somewhat out of sync.
And after seeing the Qingxiao Sword Art, Lin Yun felt that the previous dragon sword unity was a bit reluctant, not really interlocking.
If the opponent’s sword intent is stronger than his own, he can still easily smash and separate his own Azure Dragon sword power, the real interlocking is immortality. No matter which link is destroyed, it is still a whole, not a piece of plaything.
Yes, it’s a plaything.
After seeing the Qingxiao sword tactics, Lin Yun’s vision skyrocketed, and the insight he gained was not just a sword tactic.
“Jian Wuya, this senior doesn’t know what to do with Jian Wuming…”
The Qingxiao Sword Art was created by Jian Wuya, and Lin Yun was in the process of comprehension, which was equivalent to gaining guidance from the other party. His psychic sword intent was again realized in the sword light left by Jian Wuming. If the two people are really related, it would be really a coincidence.
While Lin Yun used the Qingxiao Sword Art to comprehend immortality, the other evildoers in the mountains were also nervously passing the test.
There are very few people who can find opportunities and pass the test, and there are no people who can obtain a set of swordsmanship and a set of swordsmanship like Lin Yun.
There is even no chance to obtain a middle-grade chemical weapon science, and luckily, it is just a very ordinary low-grade chemical weapon science.
Compared with Lin Yun, it’s just a drop in the bucket, and it’s completely incomparable.
After all, Longyun Treasury came for Lin Yun, and below the top of the list are all ants!
Five days later, Lin Yun, who was sitting still under the sacred tree of Qingxiao, suddenly opened his eyes. In the depths of his eyes, the sword intent burns like a dazzling spark, making his pupils look extraordinarily bright and can penetrate people’s hearts.
When the light of the spark filled his pupils, Lin Yun’s body rang out with a trembling dragon, and the wind and thunder roared.
boom!
Behind him suddenly appeared a ten-zhang blue dragon phantom. There was no electric light on the surface of the dragon scales, no violent wind lingering between the dragon’s claws, and no psychic sword intent to sweep everywhere. Only the sword light in the eyes is eternal, and the ten-zhang Canglong body is filled with a trace of ancient immortality.
Everything is merged, and the complicated is simplified, only immortality. The ten-zhang Canglong phantom is much smaller than the previous one, but the pressure of the immortal Canglong sword right now is more than ten times stronger.