True Martial World

Every day, Wu Jian, cultivation, but when there is a bottleneck, the cultivation will only be stagnant.

Yi Yun pushed the door open to the house and watched the flowers and plants at random. Although it was a mortal flower and grass, it did not emit aura, but it also had some beauty in the ordinary.

In the case of the surrounding plants, these ordinary flowers and plants are also blooming, colorful and colorful, this scene, like the magic snow, although it is the body of mortals, it is perfect.

Yi Yun walked slowly, and his heart was quite emotional.

Unconsciously, he walked out of the small courtyard and walked on the island.

At this moment, Yi Yun suddenly looked up, he saw, in a flower in front of himself, the magic snow is standing there, facing the calm blue sea, holding a jade flute gently Playing.

The long flute of Qingyuan was blown to the sea by the wind. Yi Yun looked at the white back of the magic snow, snow and ice, and watched her dance like a long hair. The sleeves moved with the wind, and the slender fingers were beating on the white jade flute. .

He stopped in the air, only to feel that this situation, this sound, seems to be integrated with his feelings of today's thinking.

The heart is free to move, Yi Yun pulls out the sword, and freely throws out the sword, the sword light flashes, there is no rule, what sword method is just a random sword light.

But in this wild sword light, Yi Yun feels hearty.

When the flute disappeared, Yi Yun stopped. He looked up and saw that the dust had turned and he was watching him quietly.

"I thought you had to retreat for some time. Since you came out, why don't you plant flowers for me?" said the magic dust.

Yi Yun discovered that she had tools such as flower seedlings and little steamed buns at her feet. She came here and originally came to plant flowers. It was only when I was tired that I stopped to take a break and blew the flute for a while.

Yi Yun was unknowingly attracted by the sound of the flute, and he waved the sword when he was happy, but it disturbed the magic snow.

"Listen to the wonderful sound of the illusion girl, naturally it should help the illusion girl a little busy." Yi Yun said.

He just walked over, and the magic snow handed him a hoe. "It's all about the flowers, don't use it. Speaking, after you live, I don't have a good place in your garden." Take care of it, and take care of it today."

Having said that, the magic snow stopped and thought about it, then shook his head: "I am afraid that I can't finish it today."

"No matter, the illusion girl will come to the garden tomorrow." That is the garden of the magic snow, how can Yi Yun not let the magic snow and snow to take care of it, and he is also reasonable to help.

Looking at Yi Yun skillfully waving his hoe, the magic snow asked curiously: "Do you also do this?"

Yi Yun nodded. He did these things when he was in the cloud.

Listening to Yi Yun's story about his cloudlessness in the Tianyuan world, the magic snow and snow listened attentively, nodding his head from time to time, and on the beautiful face, he occasionally showed a smile.

"I saw your swordsmanship, you seem to have learned the sword heart?"

The magic dust suddenly asked, Yi Yun stunned a bit, the magic dust snow is just the body of a mortal, can actually see through his own understanding of the sword heart?

He said: "Thirty years ago, in a discussion with the predecessors, I realized it by chance."

"Well..." The magic dust nodded. "When I was a child, there was a predecessor who dictated some kendo experience for me. Although I have not practiced it, I have some insights."

Oral kendo experience?

Yi Yun listened a little bit stunned. Many of the martial arts are in themselves imaginable. What is the use of dictation? Don't talk about dictation, even if you go to refining, you may not be able to comprehend, and listen to the meaning of the snow, when she listens to the population, she is still a child...

Yi Yun felt that he was already a genius. When he started practicing his sword and practicing swords, he was already in his teens.

Yi Yun feels that it is impossible to comprehend the magic snow. At this time, the magic snow has begun to talk. From comprehending the sword meaning, to condensing the sword heart, casting the sword soul, the magic dust said some understanding of her own, she It is not the details of the sword, but the realm of the sword.

Yi Yun was surprised to find that the magic dust and the sword, or the martial arts, have a keen instinct that makes people feel shocked.

"You just danced swords, the sword is very beautiful, but there are a few swords I don't think is perfect... I don't know where the problem is, just think that when you use those swords, you and the world There seems to be a lack of harmony between the atmosphere of the integration, and the beauty of that moment is destroyed."

If the magic dust snow thoughtfully said, Yi Yun listened to his heart and carefully thought about the process of dancing the sword, especially the swords that the magic dust said. The more he recalled, the more he was shocked.

Indeed, the swords of his swords were not perfectly integrated with the rules.

If it is not a magic snow, I will not care too much about myself.

He is unbelievable, a person who can't dance swords, can be sensitive to the intuition of Kendo to this extent!

Maybe not only the kendo, the magic dust can do this because she has an incomparable intuition about the heavens. She is afraid that the weapons of the rest, the martial arts, including the swords and swords, can be seen as not round. The place to melt.

This is like, although some people can't play the piano, but they have the perfect sound, and they can hear the tiniest discordant sound in the song.

Thinking of this, Yi Yun took a deep breath, the magic snow is not a mortal, mortals can not have such intuition to the heavens, this is not a gift can explain.

It is like that she is the incarnation of Heaven, and only in this way, she can see at a glance the swords that do not fit the heavens.

Who is she? Why can't she cultivate, and if she can cultivate, what kind of realm should she reach?

"Fantasy girl, you reminded me, I will try again, if there is still nowhere, can you tell me?"

It is not terrible for the martial arts to go astray, and the most fear is to go astray without knowing it.

Regardless of the swordsman or the swordsman, they can hardly find the inadequacies by looking at their own swordsmanship and knives. Just like dancers need mirrors to correct their own dances, Yi Yun is lacking a mirror.

"Nature can, just this watering thing, maybe it will be tomorrow."

Yi Yundao: "Imperial girl, I will help you to pour all the flowers tomorrow, and the flowers are soft and neat."

"That's the best." The magic dust smiled slightly, and the slightly curved corner of the mouth was like the summer flower that bloomed.

Yi Yun once and for all, the smashing sword light shines between the heavens and the earth, the magic dust and snow look carefully, her memory and eyesight are very good, after the end of Yi Yunjian, the details of Yi Yun A sword is not perfect.

The magic snow is just telling Yi Yun that a sword is not good. Correcting it all depends on Yi Yun himself. Even the magic snow can think of Yi Yun’s swordsmanship, which has no problem, to find out the problem.

This makes Yi Yun amazed, although the magic snow is a mortal body, but she is simply the best teacher, I am afraid that there are not many people, even if the older generation is capable, I think there can be such a master!