Chapter 472: Dreamy Storm (Part 2)

Su Yu wanted to practice this kind of swordsmanship, without the guidance of a famous teacher or companion to discuss with each other, as if he wanted to break out a road from a place without a path, which was particularly difficult.

Every time he sits for more than ten days without gaining anything, Su Yu's heart gradually becomes a little disappointed. This kind of disappointment is a disappointment with himself. People in the world often seek a wonderful sword technique but cannot obtain it. Now the supreme sword technique he faces cannot comprehend the sword intentions. It is like entering a treasure mountain and returning empty-handed. How can it not make people feel depressed?

Thank you for your hard work, but Zhao Ziyi seems to be even harder.

She collected wild fruits and vegetables in the mountains and forests, hunted insects, fish, birds and beasts as food for the two. Whenever Su Yu gave up, she would use all her skills to warn and encourage her.

"Dawn does not wake up because of the singing of birds, and fresh huā is not fragrant because of praise. Only when there is no cheering can we sharpen the heart of the knife hand in a daze. Therefore, when the wood is straight when it is received, the metal is sharpened, and when it is sharp, it is better. When the knife is dancing day and night without stopping, it is almost like the Tao."

"Practicing a knife is a matter of accumulation. Whether it is a decade of sword training or a hundred years of sword training, every day is trekking and surpassing every moment. Only by persisting and persisting is the only hope to penetrate the Wuxiang Divine Art."

"Hún Egg, idiots, we almost even paid for our lives in order to find this place. How many times we had no water and food, and we had to fall into the sea to feed the turtle countless times. We didn't see you retreating. Why did we have no worries about food and clothing today, but we were going to stop moving forward.

You hún egg, let’s not talk about anything else, are you right to me Zhao Ziyi’s cultivation mind?”

Every time this happens, a force will be born again in Su Yu's bones, and he will persevere.

"If you are not right, if you are not right, you must first forget all your previous moves and what you have learned in the past to learn new sword techniques. When practicing swords, don't always think about the past, as it can only confine your thoughts and not allow you to make progress."

"Remember my words, only by clearing your heart can you put it in a new Happy Blade, Happy Blade, who do you show me such a sad face? Ah?"

Zhao Ziyi was teaching her earnestly, although she might not have really understood the sword techniques on the stone wall, she could expand her ideas for Su Yu every time.

Day after day practices, day after day mosui, Su Yu was clumsy at the beginning like a big turtle that had come to the shore. But as time went by, a kind of unprecedented atmosphere began to emerge in his sword skills.

Chun goes and autumn comes, and the days are like this. Su Yu's swordsmanship is also slowly improving.

One day, Su Yu waved a knife in a trance, and the sword style was full of wind and clouds, with lightning faintly, not like sword techniques, but more like stone carvings on the wall.

This sword was originally fired without intention, but its power was unfathomable. Under the sword energy, a shallow mark actually left on the stone wall.

However, the dragon sword also broke into pieces under this move, and the sword energy of the dragon sword could no longer bear it.

Su Yu was shocked by his sword and couldn't believe it. Zhao Ziyi saw it clearly on the side and couldn't help laughing and screaming, "I understand, I understand Su Yu, we have all become fools over the years.

The engraved on this wall is not a knife technique, but a Qi technique for refining Qi. Following this technique to practice Qi, the internal strength will be abundant like an endless sea of ​​làngbo.

When you reach this point, you need a knife style or a treasure sword. With a wave of your hand, the sword will be powerful for thousands of miles, how can others resist it?"

"No, it's not like this?" Su Yu stared at the engravings on the stone wall intently, "Although what you said makes sense, have you not noticed that these engravings have a sharp sword intent.

The knife style of Kuaizai Knife is hidden among these engravings. Only by following these engravings can you learn the true meaning of the knife.

Moreover, the sword is so fierce that even ordinary treasure swords cannot bear it. They will be destroyed in one move. You must have a treasure sword to perfectly exert the power of this Kyusai sword.”

"But, now, are you going to find another treasure sword?" Zhao Ziyi looked worried.

"No hurry now. Since I have understood the method of practicing sword energy, from now on, there is no need to use a knife to practice swords," Su Yu said.

On that day, the two of them reflected each other's discoveries. They had their own experiences at the moment, and couldn't help but feel very happy, as if they had only seen the path of this happy sword.

Although I don’t know when I will enter the house and get the true meaning of the knife, since then, both of them have made great progress in their practice.

Su Yu focused on stone carvings on the wall and was committed to understanding the intention of the knife from the engravings. Zhao Ziyi focused on studying the wonderful qi refining techniques implicit in the engravings, and practiced them day and night.

Ten years later, Su Yu's sword technique has been formed and has been unpredictable. Zhao Ziyi's Qi Refining Technique has also achieved some success.

On this day, after practicing sword, Su Yu looked up at the mountain wall and sighed: "The body image is extraordinary, different from the past, falling pearls and floating tassels. It is like gold ornaments falling on the ground, and lush grass clouds are not irritating, but it has its own unique colors.

The senior left the words on the top of the cliff, which is to declare the courage and power of life to the world, to the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth, and the universe. The engravings standing on the top of the mountain are connected with the heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, and the natural universe.

At that moment, the predecessors realized the connection with the heaven, earth and the universe. The limited carvings and petrifications entered into infinite space, and the temporary arrival and writing also became a moment of eternal time.

I think this actually contains a subjective idea that the predecessors facing infinite space and time are finally able to conquer yù and transcend the limitations of time and space. The finite expression of infinite sounds and sounds, and instantly leads to infinite earth-shaking.

Unfortunately, what I learned is limited, and I really can't understand one-tenth of the infinite style of my predecessors."

Zhao Ziyi smiled and said, "Practice your knife well. At this moment, I feel sad again. I don't want you anymore Zhao Feiyan?"

When Zhao Feiyan was mentioned, Su Yu's expression was revived and he began to continue swinging the knife.

The coldness in the mountains is gone, and the autumn comes, and the winter solstice falls. Year after year, the season blooms, and the leaves fall without time. In autumn, the yellow dead leaves fall all over the ground, and when they step on it, they make a creaking sound.

There is a maple leaf in the valley that is red like fire, which contrasts with the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums, and there is an indescribable beauty.

In winter, there are often six petals of snow falling in the sky, and the valley is warm and not very cold. The snow falling on the branches and turns into jade branches and leaves. When it falls underground, it will be accidentally turned into clear water.

There are no plums in the valley, and they bloom in winter, with small clusters igniting the valley scenery.

Zhao Ziyi likes plum blossoms very much, and sometimes waits by, waiting for it to open, often chanting in her mouth: "It is known that the chunks of the snow have arrived, and the cold plum blossoms are decorated with greasy branches. The fragrant face is half open and charming. When the courtyard is in the palace, people come out to bathe and make new makeup. Good fortune may be intentional, so they teach the bright moon to be exquisite. They are bounty to honor the green ants, and don't refuse to get drunk. This is not comparable to the group..."

Suddenly one day, Su Yu got up early in the morning but didn't see Zhao Ziyi. Usually, she would get up to prepare breakfast at this time.

Su Yu shouted a few times in the valley, only hearing the echoes silently and gradually faded, but no one answered them.

Su Yu shook her head, wondering what happened to Zhao Ziyi, but she disappeared again. Sometimes she disappeared inexplicably and appeared inexplicably.

Without seeing Zhao Ziyi, Su Yu started practicing knife. Not long after practicing for a while, Zhao Ziyi appeared. She held a white yù box in her hand and slowly came to Su Yu's side.

The moment he saw the short sword, Su Yu's pupils contracted. He clearly remembered that there was no such thing on the boat when he went to the island.

Where did Zhao Ziyi get such a box?

"What is this?" Su Yu asked.

"Good stuff for you" Zhao Ziyi gently placed the box underground, "You have to be careful, this thing is not fun, it will hurt you if it is not good."

"What? It's so mysterious." Su Yu said as he walked towards the box made of white yù.

After the box was opened, Su Yu saw a strange short knife. The handle of the knife was ink purple, with a string of complicated mysterious symbols engraved on it, with an indescribable smell. The scabbard was dark gold, and it was carved with beautiful patterns, which were thick and grand, looking down on the world.

With his hand in holding the hilt of the short knife, Su Yu was about to pull it out of the sheath.

Suddenly, a chilling feeling came from nothing, covering Su Yu. The inexplicable murderous intent was like the essence, and the god of death was leaping towards his eyebrows.

As soon as the knife was pulled out, the temperature around it suddenly dropped, and a layer of white frost grew on the grass leaves.

Su Yu was shocked, and his body instinctively turned around and flashed out

Zhao Ziyi's heart was shocked. When she was looking at it quickly, she saw Su Yu turning over in the air and not landing, and her body had disappeared out of thin air.

Zhao Ziyi felt as if she was hit by a sledgehammer, and she was frightened and could not control herself. She looked around in panic, but she could not see Su Yu's shadow.

After a while, Su Yu's figure slowly appeared, but his face was slightly ugly.

"How are you? Are you injured?" Zhao Ziyi said in a panic, as if she was not surprised by Su Yu's disappearance, but she was just worried about whether he was injured.

"It's okay," Su Yu smiled bitterly, "The Shadow Step that has been hard for ten years is actually going to be given a knife and I have to use it."

Zhao Ziyi stamped her feet and said, "Tell you to be careful, didn't you hear it? Now you know it's amazing."

Su Yu shook his head and said, "What kind of knife is this? The murderous intention is so fierce."

"This is a cutting knife, using the East Sea, ten thousand years of warmth, and the North Sea, ten thousand years of ice, to bless the Western gold, and the South's flame iron melted for 7749 years before it was formed. Crush the gold and drink people's blood. If you use this knife, you will definitely cut the heads of the following agricultural items.

But before using it, you must use your own blood feeding knife.”

Su Yu nodded, took a deep breath, and chou got out of the cutting knife and slashed the cutting knife on his wrist. A drop of bright red blood beads rolled down and fell into the cutting knife.

This is a short knife, which is only a ruler long, and is as bright as yù, which is extremely beautiful. Su Yu was very happy and said to Zhao Ziyi: "Thank you, with this precious sword, I can definitely cut off the head of the farmer there."

Zhao Ziyi looked up at the morning glow in the eastern sky and said leisurely: "We have been here for thirty years? When are you going back?"

"I was going to take a few days and be more sure before leaving. Since I already have this knife, let's pack up and set off immediately."

Su Yu was so heartbroken that he refused to stay for a moment. Zhao Ziyi sighed, and casually broke a blade of grass and played with it in her hand, without saying a word.

Su Yu was packing up his things and preparing for the cost of the sea. Zhao Ziyi just lowered her head and looked at the grass leaves in her hand, and was stunned for a moment...

The long-silent rivers and lakes suddenly caused an uproar again. Su Yu and Zhao Ziyi, who had disappeared from the rivers and lakes for 30 years, appeared together and invited all the heroes in the world, saying that they would invite the long dike of West Lake to fight against Lenon on the moonlit night of the seventh month, saying that they would expose the true face of Lenon, the leader of the martial arts world.

The heroes who heard this news were very angry. Lenong has done several great things in recent years. He unified the world and made the bloody world peace.

Su Yu and Zhao Ziyi had committed countless major cases thirty years ago and were wanted by Lenong, and have disappeared since then.

Unexpectedly, after thirty, the two of them not only did not repent, but they even dared to come out to make a comeback.

Therefore, on the seventh night of the seventh month, heroes gathered in the West Lake, and most of them came to attack Su Yu and Zhao Ziyi.

On this day, the light of the stars and moon spreads over the West Lake water, and the reflection of the galaxy in the sky sways in the water, which is also a beautiful scene.

But no one wanted to enjoy the scenery, and everyone headed straight to a pleasure boat on the West Lake.

In the pleasure boat, the leader of the martial arts world, Lienong, held a thousand-pound pen in his hand, and his grace was still as good as that of the past. However, Su Yu, opposite him, was already in disgrace.

But the martial arts heroes only stopped slightly on the two of them and then moved to an NV son.

NV's figure is a bit petite, but his eyebrows are picturesque and has an unbelievable beauty. Under the reflection of the stars in the sky, NV's face has a sense of beauty that is beyond the world.

She stood there lightly, neither posing specifically nor smiling. She looked at the crowd around her coldly, and a hint of indifference in her eyes was faintly visible. Even so, everyone who was seen was stunned, lost their souls, and lost their souls.

Shao NV looked like a smoke, and everyone who faced Shao NV's eyes stiffened all over for a moment, and their breathing became difficult.

Shaonv slowly looked back, and the smoke was beautiful, and her hair was like a waterfall, and she was dripping down casually. She was dressed in white, and she did not wear gold and silver, nor did she have jewelry.

She just stood so full, but she gave birth to a kind of yòuhuò that people could not reach, which made everyone stunned. Just like the silence of heaven and earth after the cycle of sun and moon, in the desolate end of time and space after the changes of the world, in the emptiness and loneliness, only she and her black hair and white clothes bloom like a tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung tung t

The nvzi walked to Su Yu and smiled slightly, his voice was like yù: "Young Master, if you want to kill someone, how can you accompany you without music? Rong Xie'er will give you a song of Qingsong to help you kill the fake faces of farmers here."

"Zhao Ziyi, she is Zhao Ziyi's demon nv?"

"No, it's impossible, how could she be Zhao Ziyi? Zhao Ziyi is at least forty or fifty years old, how could she be so beautiful?"
To be continued...