Enlightenment and enlightenment of the mind are normal and correct paths for Lin Ye. △

But for ordinary people, it is a wrong way, a no return.

Lin Ye is a person with visualization in his mind. Only by clearly understanding their sword intent can he directly understand the mind, enlightenment, and use their Tao to understand his own Tao.

However, ordinary people can only learn sword skills in the first place, and then understand the momentum from various sword skills, and then realize the truth from the momentum, understand the mind, step on the sword path, and practice the sword intent.

Instead of directly entering with momentum like Lin Ye, directly practicing and comprehending the sword art.

Hearing Lin Ye’s words, Lin Pingzhi grabbed his head in confusion.

"If you compare Tao, mind, and power to rice dishes, then the sword technique is milk. Can you eat rice and meat as soon as you are born?" Lin Ye said, looking at Lin Pingzhi.

"You need to learn swordsmanship, but you cannot focus on swordsmanship. Swordsmanship is just to enhance your sword carrying. Other people's swordsmanship is the embodiment of other people's swordsmanship, not your own way. If you don't understand but practice hard, you will fall into a demonic obstacle. The swordsmanship is the most basic chop, sweep, stab, and slash. When you understand your own way, you will know that the moves are no longer important. What is important is the artistic conception contained in the sword. However, that realm is too far away for you now. Don't be too ambitious and lay a good foundation." Looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye explained lightly.

After hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi felt that all his views had been overturned, and a brand new door opened in front of him. These words were something Lin Pingzhi had never heard of. All the martial arts worlds in the martial arts world competed for swords and swords. After each of the famous martial arts secrets in the world, there was a bloody storm behind them. But now listening to Lin Ye's words, those things are just the most inferior, which really shocked Lin Pingzhi.

If it were Lin Pingzhi before, he might have been half-believing and half-doubted about Lin Ye's words, but today's battle in Songshan made Lin Pingzhi extremely convinced.

"Yes, Master, I know." Lin Pingzhi nodded, followed Lin Ye's words, and went straight to the guest room after dinner.

After eating some food, Lin Ye returned to the room and recalled the battle today.

No matter how big or small, whether strong or weak, Lin Ye likes to review it afterwards because he has his own advantages in the tiny. Even if you don’t look down on it, he does exist.

Yu Jizi had no way to play the true power of the Taishan Sect sword technique, so Lin Ye could not intuitively understand what kind of sword art this was.

What path did the Taoist Taoist in the past take? The word Dongling on the stone plaque of Mount Tai Sect cannot give Lin Ye any inspiration.

However, Lin Ye also had a guess in his mind, that is, the Taoist walking by the Dongling Taoist should have the same effect as Xie Xiaofeng, because the swords of the two are very similar to those of Xie Xiaofeng at a certain level.

"By the way of calculation, we predict where the opponent's next sword is taken, and even the flaws in that move are definitely not achieved simply with rich experience and calculations. What is your sword art? " His eyes are faint, as if he had crossed the boundaries of time. Lin Ye looked at the long sword on his knees and whispered.

Xie Xiaofeng's sword can also do this, but only those who understand the artistic conception of Xie Xiaofeng's sword can do it to a similar level. However, how can the Dai Sect of the Dongling Taoist make people who do not understand the sword intentions also use it.

There is no doubt that the swordsman of the Dongling Taoist is a different way, but Lin Ye can't think of it. This feeling is like scratching a shoe and being unbearable.

As for the method of robbing the Taishan Sect, Lin Ye never thought about this idea because he had insulted the sword and violated his own sword spirit.

"What a pity." Lin Ye sighed and was silent.

If the Taoist Dongling still exists in the world, Lin Ye will definitely go to discuss swordsmanship with him.

There are not many people who can be called warriors, but even fewer swordsmen.

As far as Lin Ye meets, the only person who can be called a swordsman is concerned about Guo Songyang.

A Fei's sword is very fast

Jing Wuming's sword is not fast and ruthless.

But they are not called swordsmen.

Just because they have not understood and have not understood what their own Tao is.

Thirteen days later, in the forest outside Weinan County, Lin Pingzhi was still holding the stone sword, repeatedly stabbing it out and retracting it.

"Stop!" Lin Ye suddenly said.

"Master?" Lin Ping's sword stopped and looked at Lin Ye in confusion.

"It's considered an entry." Lin Ye nodded, stood up and said.

Hearing Lin Ye’s words, Lin Pingzhi couldn’t help but feel a hint of joy on his face.

Then Lin Ye walked slowly to Lin Pingzhi's side, held the stone sword from his hand, and said, "Next, look at this sword."

After the words came, Lin Ye slowly raised the stone sword and stood flat with his shoulders, and slashed it suddenly. The moment he slashed, his arm suddenly stopped, and the tip of the sword stopped steadily at a height level flush with his waist.

"Master is trying to exercise my control over strength?" After practicing stability before, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but guess this time.

"Practice well." Without answering, Lin Ye handed the stone sword back to Lin Pingzhi and said.

But at this moment, a burst of applause came from the forest, and a middle-aged man holding a sword came from the depths.

"What a powerful control. You must be the sword killing Tian Boguang and defeating Lin Ye of the Taishan Sect." The middle-aged man walked in and spoke.

On that day, Lin Ye was returning to Yanlou Sword and killing Tian Boguang and defeating Yu Jizi on the Taishan Sect, but no one knew who had spread it to the world.

However, if you want to deliver messages, it only depends on portraits and communication between people.

There are no portraits of Lin Ye in the world, and there are many rumors, so few people know what Lin Ye looks like and what characteristics he has. They only know that Lin Ye is a young man in his twenties and a young man is following him.

"Who are you?" Without answering, Lin Ye looked at the middle-aged man and spoke.

"Huashan Sword Sect: Feng Buping." The middle-aged man spoke.

"Are you from the Huashan Sect?" Lin Ye said, looking at Feng Buping.

"It should be said that it was Huashan in the past." His face suddenly sank, and Feng Buping said.

Feng Buping briefly said this, about the past of the battle for the sword energy of Huashan.

"Huh? Why did you tell me these things?" Lin Ye said slowly when he frowned slightly.

This dispute over sword energy should have been a scandal in the sect and would never be rumored, but Feng Buping told himself at this moment, which is worth discussing.

Moreover, when Lin Ye learned about this, he reduced his evaluation of Huashan. According to Feng Buping, although the Huashan Sect is known as the Five Mountains Sword Sect and has superb sword skills, Lin Ye’s opinion is taking the path of using energy to control swords. In the final analysis, it is just relying on his internal strength and not a real sword cultivator at all.

"I want to cooperate with you?" Feng Buping said seriously.

"Cooperate? You don't have the qualifications." Lin Ye glanced at Feng Buping, shook his head gently and said.

"What does this mean by you?" Feng Buping's face suddenly changed when he heard Lin Ye's words, and he said in a deep voice.

If it weren't for his fear of Lin Ye's ability, Feng Buping would have already drawn his sword and taken action.

"How dare people who don't even understand swords call themselves Sword Sect?" Looking at Feng Buping, Lin Ye said slowly without changing his expression.

Hearing this, Feng Buping's face changed, and he held the scabbard tightly with his left hand and pressed his right hand against the hilt of the sword.

The air around seemed to suddenly solidify.
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