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Volume 1: The Head of Wudang Chapter 88: The sword can reach the gods!

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    Collections, recommendations, and member clicks will update the third chapter on time at 12 o'clock!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~Fang Lin is practicing the Dugu Nine Swords at the place where the Holy Master teaches martial arts. To be precise, Fang Lin only knows eight moves, but that's enough!  At this time, the black shadow slowly appeared behind Fang Lin and said: "Good sword, good sword moves!" Fang Lin turned around and smiled. Indeed, Zhan Lu is the divine sword of heaven and earth, and Dugu Jiujian is the unparalleled swordsmanship in the world. This praise  , completely affordable.  Fang Lin turned around and asked, "Is there anything you can give me some advice on?" The shadow said, "No, these sword moves are already perfect and there is no need for me to change them. I don't know what kind of swordsman can create such sword moves. You just haven't understood it yet.  The true meaning is just that I haven't mastered it yet." Fang Lin nodded slightly, and the shadow said: "I think there is still a flaw, but the light is more suitable to teach you this aspect." After saying this, the shadow disappeared.  The old man Guangming also appeared, maybe he was called by the shadow.  Old man Guangming said: "Sanfeng, if you use your sword at me, just use Ganqian's sword move." Fang Lin nodded slightly, Dugu Nine Swords, breaking palm style!  Old Man Guangming also struck out with a palm. According to common sense, the breaking palm style can break most palm techniques. However, Old Man Guangming still just used an ordinary palm, but after blasting away the sword light, he knocked Zhan Lu away.  Fang Lin looked at Zhan Lu flying out, and he was wondering what was going on. Why was the Dugu Nine Swords not as powerful as it should be, unable to break that ordinary palm?  The old man Guangming said: "This sword move is not suitable for you at the moment. Your level is not enough to use such a peerless sword move." Fang Lin raised his head and looked at the old man Guangming, with a puzzled face. Sword moves are not just a matter of practicing them.  Yet?  Why do you say you are not mature enough?  The old man Guangming said: "You are practicing swordsmanship, and some of your swordsmanship has been mastered, but these are just sword moves." Fang Lin became more and more puzzled, what is the reason for this?  Old man Guangming said: "Your sword is a divine sword!" Fang Lin nodded, this is natural, Zhanlu, the sword of heaven and earth, how can it not be considered a divine sword!  Guangming said: "The magic sword does not lie in its power, but in its god. The sword can communicate with gods, so it is called a magic sword!" "Your sword has its own unique god, a god you still don't understand! If you can't even  If you don't know your own sword, how can you use a good sword move?" After the old man Guangming finished speaking, he disappeared.  Fang Lin sat quietly alone.  He looked at Zhan Lu. Zhan Lu had been following him for a long time. How could he not understand?  He knew exactly how long and wide Zhan Lu was, and what lines there were, so how could it not be considered an understanding?  If he doesn¡¯t understand Zhanlu, who else does?  The sword is a dead thing, where does the god come from?  Fang Lin asked: "Pang Dun, do you know the so-called gods?" Fat Dun said: "Actually, you can understand it from another angle. I said that everything has its own breath, and when the breath reaches a certain level, it can be said to be a god.  , and you humans, especially people on earth, like to call it soul! " Fang Lin now understands something. Indeed, everything has its own breath. This is normal, but how does one know what a sword is?  breath, what is the god of swords?  Fang Lin continued to look at Zhan Lu. He always felt that Zhan Lu was a dead thing, a sword, without life, how could it be called a god?  Fang Lin inserted Zhanlu into the scabbard and stood on the ground. He sat cross-legged and kept looking at Zhanlu. He was recalling the legend of Zhanlu, the life-long work of the master craftsman Ou Yezi. According to the legend, the gods helped  However, the appearance of the divine sword that was completed was nothing special. Although Zhan Lu was powerful, Fang Lin always felt that it was just a mortal thing.  "Zhanlu, do you really have a god?" Fang Lin spoke to it like a child.  Guangming said that Fang Lin¡¯s sword moves are already very good, but he doesn¡¯t understand swords, so his sword moves are also not good enough.  Fang Lin stared at Zhan Lu for a whole afternoon. As night fell, Fang Lin did not go to eat.  Fang Lin has been staring at Zhan Lu. To be honest, he regards Zhan Lu as a guarantee to protect his life. He is not a real swordsman. He has only mastered swordsmanship and achieved great success. Fang Lin has always believed that this way  Zi has reached the highest state, but Guangming said that all divine swords have gods!  "Don't you think it's too early? He is only seventeen years old. It is already surprising that he can practice swordsmanship to such a level now." Guangming said.  "He is my current light, and he must be strong. Didn't your disciple, my past light, also realize the god of swords at the age of seventeen?" "He is a truly unique genius!" "He is the same, too.  ! ¡±  Fang Lin took out Zhanlu directly and recalled the scenes of holding Zhanlu. He only felt that Zhanlu was in his hand. The feeling was very familiar and comfortable, as if it was part of the body.  Fang Lin started to use the Chunyang Sword Technique. His moves were sharp and powerful, and he was well versed in them. There was nothing unfamiliar about him. He achieved great success with his sword moves, which is the state of flowing clouds and flowing water!  Fang Lin danced crazier and crazier, without stopping. He always felt that when he picked up Zhanlu in his hand, he had a little realization, as if he had caught something, and yet he seemed to have caught nothing.  Fang Lin has been dancing with swords, first the Pure Yang Sword Technique, then the Finger Winding Soft Sword Technique, then the Sword Control Technique, and then the Dugu Nine Swordsmanship. He always feels that he has seen a little bit, and he will never be willing to give up now.  , how could I not understand Zhanlu, how could I!  The dark clouds began to gather, and it had not rained for more than ten days. At this moment, as if it was thick and thin, the torrential rain fell from the sky, and Fang Lin ignored it. He was dancing with his sword, and he was comprehending everything about Zhanlu.  Zhanlu was flying, and the internal force wrapped around Zhanlu, rolling up countless raindrops, and a huge water ball was produced. Fang Lin waved his hand, and the water ball exploded instantly, like water fireworks.  Fang Lin looked at Zhan Lu. Zhan Lu was unimaginably sharp. The water flowed down without any obstruction.  Fang Lin shouted loudly and started dancing!  At this time, other saints also came.  As both sword users, they all knew that Fang Lin was on the verge of breaking through at this moment.  Kong Ya looked at the sky, as always, as soon as it got late at night, he would leave.  Kong Ya watched Fang Lin dance with his sword, holding the long sword tightly in his hand. Suddenly, he pulled out his long sword and flew down!  Fang Lin shouted: "Well done!" Chunyang Sword Technique immediately activated and faced off against him.  Kong Ya is stronger than Fang Lin, so they are evenly matched!  Kong Ya¡¯s long sword is very sharp, just like himself.  Kong Ya didn¡¯t say too many words. His swordsmanship was also great, but his swordsmanship was not as good as Fang Lindo¡¯s.  Fang Lin's long sword is sometimes strong and fierce, using a pure Yang sword, and sometimes clever, using a finger-winding soft sword. One is hard and the other is soft, but it has infinite power!  Kong Ya relied on his strength advantage to confront Fang Lin head-on. Kong Ya's face became serious. He was going to use all his strength. To be honest, at this moment, after passing the inheritance, Kong Ya's strength had greatly increased. He was already in  Above Fang Lin!  Fang Lin felt the pressure, but he was still a little crazy at the moment. He felt that the pressure was not enough to make him realize everything.  "The pressure is not high enough, you all, come together!" Fang Lin roared.  Ji Yueyao and others looked at each other, then drew out their long swords and flew down. Fang Lin felt that the pressure suddenly increased. Fang Lin only felt a little relaxed. Unknowingly, he felt the pure Yang sword and the finger-winding soft sword.  The more they play, the more skilled they become.  Fang Lin felt that he was getting closer and closer, very close!
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