Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

Li Hanguang touched the words with his fingers.

This action was extremely natural, and it happened subconsciously, as if he was more kind to these words for no reason.

Those words squirmed more and more severely, turning into bursts of light, like underwater sunlight, following his fingertips and melted into his body.

His fingers tremble slightly, with an extremely subtle amplitude that ordinary people can hardly detect with the naked eye.

It's not trembling irregularly, it's like portraying a very detailed picture.

The wisps of white light radiated from his fingertips, merged into the air, and cut the void easily, silently.

He closed his eyes, and his mind kept reverberating with the three sword lights he had seen before.

The three swords that slashed the sky were broken down into countless tiny movements in his mind.

That is the most basic sword move of countless styles.

It constitutes a seemingly ordinary invincible sword.

"So this is the kendo rune!"

Li Hanguang had an insight, and he had a new understanding of the word sword.

The so-called runes are the comprehension and interpretation of the laws of heaven and earth and great roads by practitioners.

Each rune has a different meaning.

Each law has a unique rune, which represents the principle of the operation of the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth.

For example, water has nine different runes, such as soft, cold, closed, hidden, and run, which represent the different characteristics of water attributes. When written in Taoism with Taoism, it becomes a rune.

Nine is the extreme number, and the number of runes of the Innate Law is all like this.

From a certain point of view, this is also the reason why each law can only condense nine rings of laws to the extreme.

Combining all kinds of different runes together, they become the magical powers of Taoism.

It is not difficult to write these runes, and most practitioners can use most of the law runes to form Taoism.

But the level of comprehension of those runes will directly determine the power of Taoism.

Everyone thinks that kendo has only moves, and the so-called sword intent is only the word of the edge, achieving the effect of tearing everything apart.

As everyone knows, kendo also has runes.

That more than ten basic sword style is.

There are thirteen!

That is a brand-new rune, different from any law, combined, its extreme change is enough to achieve the effect of destroying the world.

The combination mentioned here is not simply an arrangement of moves, but more importantly, Taoism.

Just like the rune of the law, it is not difficult to write only with mana, and it is not difficult to condense the Dao law, but the power of the Dao law will vary greatly with the degree of understanding of the rune.

Thirteen basic sword styles, each of which contains a unique Taoist meaning.

Stabbing swordsmanship, taking the edge of the endless, the power is like a broken bamboo, like a dragon out of the water, reaching the peak, and you can break through the dangers in front of you with a single sword;

Pointing swordsmanship, dense like stars, fast like thunder, swords out like a net, can chaotic the sky;

Swordsmanship is the way to cut the world and the earth, and the laws can be broken, breaking the enemy in a flash, making it difficult to parry!

Broken sword style...

If you can comprehend the Taoism in these sword styles to the extreme, you can change all night without a trace, breaking the enemy into the invisible.

It seemed that it was just a mediocre action, but it blended in the great wisdom that Jianzu could not imagine, which coincided with the true meaning of Dao Dao.

This is really a brand new avenue that has been opened up!

Have their own runes, have their own rules, and have their own rules!

Not bound by the world, the sword is in my hand and in my heart, Qingfeng is holding it, three feet in front of him, the gods and demons are not close!

Replace the law rune with the kendo rune, so dare to think, so dare to do, it is no wonder that you can embark on a completely different extreme.

The most important thing is that, unlike the innate law, there are only nine kendo runes.

If you reach the master of swordsmanship, it is even possible to continue to build on the 13 basic sword styles.

As long as there is one more kendo rune, the change to the entire kendo will change the level of the world, and it is by no means as simple as a simple addition.

No wonder Jianzu once said that although the innate law is strong, it has its limitations.

He wants to open up a new, unlimited road!

...

Outside, on the high platform.

Bai Qi looked at the scene in the picture and said in surprise: "He... is he... accepting the inheritance of Qinglian Sword Ancestor?".

Nanhua Xianjun couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes: "The moment he broke the ban, he felt that his methods were extremely special, not like any existing methods at all!"

"I think I should have a deep understanding of kendo for a long time, and... also very good at ancient kendo!"

Everyone was even more surprised when he said this.

Ancestral Court has always paid little attention to kendo. In the early stage of cultivation, he might use swords to pretend to be forceful, and the later he valued his use of the law.

Even many large families warned not to spend too much time on kendo at the beginning of their junior practice.

Li Hanguang's appearance is unparalleled, and his temperament is even more extraordinary. At first glance, he is not a child of ordinary people, and he has a divine pupil. His background must be extremely good. Maybe he is a talented arrogant born of an ancient clan!

How could such a character, even if he is knowledgeable and talented, spend so much time on Kendo?

You know, to be recognized by the ban set by the sword ancestors, the requirements for kendo are by no means as simple as proficiency!

"Who on earth is Li Gongzi? How can you find him mysterious as you look at it?"

"Could it be the legendary caster ancient tribe? I heard that some ancient tribes are proficient in refining tools, and they can combine man and implement into the Tao. Although it is difficult to achieve the great road, they practice very fast in the early stage and have extremely strong combat power of the same level. !"

"It's not like, I've seen a member of this kind of ancient tribe, who is completely cold and unpopular. How can I want to get close when I look at him like Li Gongzi?"

Everyone talked a lot, and there was joy in their hearts at the same time.

The stronger Li Hanguang is, the stronger the younger generation of Human Race is, and they are also honored.

At this moment, a dark cloud was rolled up in the sky.

The gust of wind suddenly arrived, and a faint ripple appeared in the void in the extreme distance.

The atmosphere of terror was overwhelming.

The temperature dropped sharply between heaven and earth.

Everyone was silent, looking at the sky in horror, not knowing what happened.

Bai Qi and Nanhua Xianjun looked at each other, but smiled bitterly.

What should come is always coming.

Nanhua Xianjun came to a high place and slightly arched his hand to the dark cloud: "I haven't seen it for a long time, the extinct Daoist friends are still outstanding and admirable!"

The dark clouds dissipated and broke into snow all over the sky.

A figure appeared in the wind and snow.

This is an extremely beautiful woman, with the most beautiful charm of a mature woman all over her body, and her figure is very gracefully outlined in a snow-white long skirt with blue patterns.

The hem of the skirt moves with the wind, and the white thighs like mutton jade are faintly fascinating.

Of course, the premise is that there is no undisguised cold killing intent on her face.

Especially the snow lotus mark on the center of his eyebrows adds to the majesty and makes people unable to promote profanity.

She stared at Nanhua Xianjun, her voice without emotion: "Stop talking nonsense, you should know what I'm here for!"

"Where is the madman who abducted my Dao Sect disciple?"

Nanhua Xianjun smiled bitterly, this one's temper was still so direct and hot.

Bai Qi rose into the sky, came to him and said: "The fact of extinction of the immortal monarch and abduction is groundless. The fact is that your Dao Sect disciple voluntarily worshipped him as a teacher. There are countless people in this city, all of whom have seen it with their own eyes!"

Extinction Immortal snorted: "Unscrupulous disciple, I will clean up the door, but I will not let go of the self-righteous madman! This is the rule, and it is also the dignity of my Taiyin standing world, and no blasphemy!"

Nanhua Xianjun persuaded: "The rules are dead, and people are alive! Moreover, this is a place for assessment appointed by the emperor, and all gathered here are the hope of the alliance in the future, and there is no room for loss, and the daoists are hoped to be extinct. Think twice!"

The extinction fairy said indifferent: "You don't have to take His Majesty the Emperor to crush me! I am too horrible, and I have cultivated countless elites for the Alliance. It is difficult to count the dead in the front line. I have also done a good job and shed blood. !"

"Now I only need an explanation. Even if this matter is caused by His Majesty the Emperor, I will be fearless!"

"Rules are rules!"

"But..." Nanhua Xianjun said again.

The extinction fairy directly interrupted: "Friends of South China Taoist, you and I are still familiar, you should know my temperament!"

"What I say is extinct, and I always do what I say!"

"You don't have to tell me who that person is, unless you can protect him for the rest of your life!"

Nanhua Xianjun said helplessly: "Friends of Taoism, now the assessment is underway..."

Extinction Fairy: "I can wait!"

There was silence for a while.

At this moment, there was an uproar in the crowd.

Everyone followed the prestige and suddenly discovered that it was the movement caused by Li Hanguang's paintings.

Xianjun Extinction looked at the person in the picture, his icy eyes were slightly startled.

...

Li Hanguang stood there, closing his eyes tightly, he didn't even notice that his hand was holding the rusty sword.

He seems to have entered a whole new world.

He had forgotten all the laws and powers of his body, he was like a mortal, dancing with the sword in his hand.

His sword is neither fast nor slow, a bit jerky, like a beginner.

Later, I gradually became familiar with it, and there was a strong wind under the sword, and there was also a shadow of the sword.

Flowing clouds above his head floated quickly.

He doesn't know whether the real or dream world seems to have passed by for many years.

His sword is getting faster and faster, and it gradually breaks away from the limit visible to the naked eye, only a few thin white lines can be seen dancing in the air.

But his brows frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.

He lowered his speed and returned to his previous state, frowning slightly, as if he was adjusting his state, looking for a certain point of fit in the dark.

Cold and hot, spring and autumn several degrees.

His sword is getting slower and slower, even slower than it was at the beginning, but without the jerky, a bit more complete and proficiency that is indescribable.

But his expression gradually calmed down, as if he was enjoying the process.

His movements are indeed extremely slow.

Each move seems to have been slowed down countless times, even a three-year-old child carrying a sword, also moves much faster than him.

But if someone is watching here, they can't think of boredom at all.

I can only feel that every movement, every moment of his expression, his temperament, and the distance between his hands, feet and the sword, seem to have been measured extremely precisely, always maintaining a relatively fixed position.

Full of unspeakable appreciation.

One can't help but be immersed in it.

The old pine on the edge of the cliff was swept down by the autumn wind with countless needles and new branches were added.

He seemed to have stopped completely.

Maintaining a posture for a long time without moving, if it weren't for the needles dancing with the wind, I'm afraid it would make people think that time has stagnated.

Only by careful observation will he discover that he is not still, but is moving and adjusting with a very small amplitude, looking for the most suitable distance between himself and Tao.

A natural breath gradually appeared on his body.

It's like blending into the wind, dancing with the mountain breeze, and it will turn into a flowing cloud in the next moment.

His robes were hunting, but his sword-holding hand was as stable as a rock that hadn't moved for ten thousand years.

Until one day, there was a heavy rain on the top of the mountain.

The lightning pierced the sky, exuding an awe-inspiring breath.

He slowly opened his eyes, with a brilliance that could not be described in words, which was more dazzling than the thunder and lightning that passed through the air.

At the same time, his hand is gone.

His sword had long been fused into a part of his body, and it moved with it, slowly pushing it forward.

When the sword goes forward, it is a thorn.

This thorn passed through the wind and rain, and came to the void three feet away, silently.

The whole world is quiet.

Those uncountable raindrops just hovered quietly between the sky and the earth, as if they were frozen.

With a soft slap!

A drop of water exploded at the foot of the mountain nearest to the ground, producing a small sound.

Then there were two more snaps.

The two drops of water falling between the tips of Li Hanguang's hair shattered and turned into tiny splashes, illuminating the light in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, all the raindrops between the sky and the earth exploded.

Blasting does not mean stopping. The tiny water droplets that split off will split again in the next instant, turning into tiny particles that are difficult to discern.

The rain was originally falling so fiercely that it was enough to bend the toughest weeds.

At this moment, he lost all his power and turned into countless tiny drops of water, floating in the wind between the sky and the earth.

There seemed to be a heavy fog between the sky and the earth.

The fog covered the whole world with a layer of veil that was difficult to see through, but it couldn't stop the light of those eyes.

Li Hanguang raised his hand and moved again, that ordinary sword was provoked from bottom to top, lifting it lightly, as if it had touched the whole world.

The entire thick fog suddenly surged and headed towards the sky, like a water dragon covering the sky and the sun, seemingly hazy like smoke, but blocking the rain falling again on the sky.

Every tiny raindrop is like a tiny sword.

The world is torn apart!

The sword is back.

cut!

smoke!

collapse!

stir!

...

A simple one, no other actions, but shocking the whole world.

Cang Cang!

At the end of the final ceremony, Li Hanguang returned his sword to its sheath, and the whole world was torn apart neatly and cut into countless pieces like a scroll.

He opened his eyes, still on the top of the mountain.

The breath on his body is full of vicissitudes of ancient rhyme, like a sword that has been silent for countless years, about to reappear in the world.

The thin volume of scripture was still there, and I don't know if it was blown by the wind or what, it just happened to stay on the last page.

——The above is the last style performed by Li Hanguang!

Hum!

There was a simple brilliance in the center of his forehead, like an ancient sword, like a brand on the center of his forehead.

The brilliance flashed, and the ancient sword was divided into thirteen, like an unfolded fan, shining in the center of his eyebrows, with fierce energy and no anger.

The thirteenth heaven of kendo is perfect!

It can also be called the thirteen-ring kendo rule!

Click.

There was a sound from the rusty ancient sword, and the rust was peeling off, and a little stone foam was shaken, revealing two ancient characters.

"Yuanshi!"

Li Hanguang held the hilt in his hand and examined it carefully, showing an unprecedented kindness to the sword.

This is the sword of the Qinglian Sword Ancestor.

It is also the first sword since the beginning of the world!

From another perspective, it can be called a true "sword ancestor"!

"Famous Jian Fengchen, sad and sigh!"

"The way of the acquired is the way that our born creatures should pursue, and we have infinite possibilities!"

"I will do my best to carry forward kendo and not be buried!"

The Yuanshi sword buzzed, seemingly satisfied and pleased, and then turned into a simple silver bracelet, tied to Li Hanguang's right wrist.

...

"This is... he actually succeeded!"

Nanhua Xianjun was extremely excited, his old face flushed with excitement!

God Bai Qi will be equally excited: "The inheritance of kendo has been cut off since Jian Ancestor. I did not expect that there will be another descendant today! This is a sign of the great prosperity of my human race!"

On the high platform, Fairy Qingmei's face was blue and white, and her beautiful face was a bit ugly.

Anyone who knows some rumors of Qinglian Sword Ancestor will know that this is definitely not a good thing for the alien race.

Back then, Qinglian Sword Ancestor challenged the world's heroes in order to prove the feasibility of kendo.

For the human masters, just click and stop, but for foreign races and evil spirits, that is really a death!

I don't know how many ancestors of the alien race suffered a lifelong disability due to that battle. The wounds cannot be recovered because of the sword intent, and they have to leave marks, as well as practice techniques and weapons as evidence.

One lives in humiliation until it disappears!

This is an unforgettable shame that a foreign race will never forget!

Now that Qinglian Sword Ancestor has descendants, how should this be good?

"No, you must promptly notify the clan about this matter and come up with countermeasures!"

...

"Is that him?"

Xianjun Extinction suddenly spoke, staring at Li Hanguang in the picture and said with a faint voice.

Bai Qi suddenly woke up, with a serious expression and cold eyes: "Xianjun, this son is the supreme arrogant arrogant of my human race, and he will definitely become a generation leader. You should cultivate it carefully, and there is no room for mistakes!"

"If Xianjun insists on going his own way, then Bai has no choice but to learn about Taiyin!"

Daojun Nanhua said: "It doesn't have to be this way, it's not good to be hurt!"

Although he said this, he took out a whip in his hand, and the crimson light flickered. He didn't know whether he wanted to persuade or prepare to fight.

Extinction Xianjun's eyelids twitched slightly, and he secretly said that Nanhua Xianjun, an old shameless man, pretended to be nice and kind, and if he didn't agree with him, he took out the fairy treasure containing the essence of sky fire.

She and Nanhua Xianjun are old acquaintances, and they know each other a little bit. This Xianbao is one of the magic weapons that restrains her most magical powers!

She snorted, turned to look at the screen and said: "I can ignore him, but there is a request!"

Hearing this ~www.NovelMTL.com~ the two were relieved.

Nanhua Xianjun said: "But it's okay to say that fellow Taoists!"

The extinct fairy said: "I want this person to join my Taixian sect!"

The two were very surprised.

Bai Qi said, "Didn't Guizong always accept only female disciples? This is a rule set by our ancestors!"

The extinction fairy said lightly: "The rules are dead, and people are alive!"

Nanhua Xianjun:? ? ?

Didn’t I just say this?

Woman, are you unreasonable?

"You see that he was born so good-looking, he was born with my Dao Sect, this is fate!"

"Moreover, if he enters my sect and accepts blue jade cigarettes as a disciple, it will naturally be no big deal!"