"What is a sword?"

"Killing is a sword."

"Benevolence and righteousness are swords."

"The swordsman can cherish the common people in his heart, and he can kill thousands of people in one anger."

"But no matter what kind of sword, the way in the heart cannot be changed. If the way is stable, the sword will be endless. Whether it is benevolence or righteousness, it will be in a single thought."

"If the Tao is unstable, you will be shackled by obsession and you will not be able to diligently."

"When the infinite sword intent changes, gather one heart, this is... Jianxin!"

Su Yun's words, with a hint of rhyme, floated into Leng Yiyi's mind as a mantra.

Even more under the influence of the tree of heaven, these words and sentences seem to be natural, washing Leng Yiyi's heart.

At this moment, the killing immersed in Leng Yiyi's heart was purified, and replaced by an indescribable sense of sublimation.

Leng Yiyi only felt his whole body loose, as if he had lifted a mountain.

Keep a low profile and wash away the lead.

Looking at her, Su Yun smiled slightly.

Then walked into the house.

Junior sister is enlightened, and he also has an enlightenment on the genius of kendo.

In addition, after this year's precipitation, the mood has reached a peak long ago.

"This time, let's try to see if we can break through to the eleventh realm."

....

Chapter 117 Breakthrough, imperial weapon rewards, the possibility of incarnation of heaven [third more, please customize! 】

In a flash, half a month later.

The disciples of Bai Yuezong went down the mountain one after another to fight for opportunities, and on the Qingxuan Peak, Liu Jiuer was also out to find his own opportunities.

"Sister Leng, are you painting again?"

Song Wenshu came out of the room and looked at Leng Yiyi who was standing at the long table with a smile on his face.

The latter hesitated a little, put down the pen, and smiled slightly at Song Wen Shubao.

"Come down and paint occasionally."

"Let me see."

When I read the scroll of Songwenshu, the picture inside is the picture of Su Yun fishing in the back mountain and water pool.

"Sister's art is unparalleled and admirable." Song Wenshu joked, "It's just that the beautiful scenery in this painting is not as good as the people in the painting."

Songwenshu is also an erudite person who is proficient in poetry and painting. Why can't I see the subtlety of this painting?

Although the scenery is beautiful, it is clear that the painter's mind is more on the person in the painting.

"Junior sister, don't laugh at me."

Leng Yiyi's snow-like pretty face was filled with blush.

"I just want to try to draw the aura of the senior brother... It's just that after a few attempts, I still feel a little worse."

Song Wenshu chuckled and said, "It's normal. Brother's way is elusive. It only shows its form but not its meaning. After all, he can't be drawn in person."

"But in my opinion, the artistic conception of your painting, Sister Sister, is enough."

"Not enough." Leng Yiyi sighed lightly, "Senior brother, a painting, but it can make me immersed in it and unable to extricate myself."

"But you are not a senior, are you?" Song Wenshu whispered, "Brother has the way of senior, and you also have your way. Senior brother will wash away the lead for you. Now what senior sister is going to do, we should gather swordsmanship as soon as possible. It doesn't live up to Brother's expectations."

Leng Yiyi thoughtfully.

"It's my obsession. Thank you, Junior Sister, for your guidance."

The precipitation of these days is completely different from when she had just walked out of the sunset mountain range.

There is a sword in the heart, but it is not a killing sword, nor a benevolence sword, but a heart sword.

The direction of the mind is pointed by the sword's edge.

This is what Leng Yiyi has recently realized.

But she also wanted to try to comprehend Su Yun's Tao, because she felt that the Tao in the latter had greatly improved her.

But now it seems that after all, the realm is still not enough, and some are too lofty.

Song Wenshu smiled slightly, went to the tea table and made a pot of tea.

"Sister Leng, come over for a cup of tea."

Leng Yiyi put away the painting tools and walked over.

"Junior Sister, Senior Sister Liu has gone out looking for opportunities, don't you plan to go?"

Song Wenshu had been in retreat before, and it was only recently released.

After the retreat, Leng Yiyi couldn't see through the state of Songwenshu.

On the contrary, after taking a glance at the Song Wenshu, there is a feeling that there is no secret in his body.

"Wait for the senior brother to leave the customs." A gleam of light flashed under Song Wenshu's eyes, "It's time for me to take that step too."

She is a Tianjiao and has abundant resources to practice since she was a child.

Now the karma pupil is even more activated, and he has taken the fruit of enlightenment, and his cultivation has been rapid.

After such a long time of accumulation, she is already confident of breaking through.

As for the breakthrough, she has something to do.

But these have to wait for Su Yun to leave the customs.

...

It's been another half month.

Inside the house, Su Yun sat cross-legged.

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