"The blade seems dim, but the ultimate restraint is the ultimate murderous intent. This quick knife is a terrible problem even if a monk Tongxuan is not careful." In the highest loft of the central ship, someone looked at Liu Mengxuan's sword and smiled. He was also an older generation martial arts master. He once used his fists to forcibly disperse three Taoist sect Yang Gods with his martial arts cultivation in the Void Realm.

"Yes, I don't have this kind of mastery when I am at her age."

Someone echoed.

"The prerequisite for achieving enlightenment is to grasp yourself, and this step is far beyond many people. Perhaps the Confucian school's path is still not good, but it is no problem whether it is to practice martial arts or walk through Taoist school." The person who answered the conversation was an extremely dry old man, who looked weak and seemed to fall down at all times. However, among the eighteen people here, no one dared to underestimate him, because he rushed into the territory with his appearance forty-seven years ago, and swept thirty-six alien races.

There are many practitioners in the world, and each sect has different ideas. Therefore, the methods of practice are different. Confucianism emphasizes the cultivation of nature and self-cultivation through reading and self-cultivation, and to study things to make virtue and sincerity, and finally achieve a sense of greatness in the heart, accept the heaven, earth, and the universe, and accommodate the state of yin and yang and the five elements.

The Taoist sect takes the path of refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, and refining emptiness into Taoism.

As for today's martial arts, it originally originated from all walks of life and was born just for killing, but after years of evolution, it has been transformed and has become a relatively comprehensive path of practice.

At the beginning, martial arts are similar to Taoist sects. They refine themselves and build foundations. After the three flowers gather the essence and spirit of the top, they can realize the fetal breathing, and then open up the meridians, the small and large circumferences are the same.

What is different is that after the Taoist great circle, we will understand the mystery of heaven and earth, take ourselves as the basis, leverage the Tao of heaven and earth, and achieve the mystery of mystery. Going up, we will use our own true essence artistic conception and the mystery of heaven and earth as the root to refine the substantial soul, and then use the soul to transform the Tao into the fetus, carrying the great way.

However, martial arts is not like this after the Great Zhoutian. Martial arts monks believe that after the Great Zhoutian meridians are fully opened, the human body has acupuncture point, divided into virtual orifices and real orifices, a total of 126,600. If they can use true essence to condense it with level artistic conception, they can exert unparalleled power.

When the 126,600 orifices are complete, you can try to melt all the powers of all the acupoints into one, forming Hunyuan as one, and then use the will of martial arts to combine with this Hunyuan to form a martial arts form.

There is no distinction between high and low strength among several methods of practice, but it depends on whether it is suitable for you to go.

Liu Mengxuan is in the realm of the Great Zhoutian at this moment. With her strong grasp of her own artistic conception, true essence, and understanding of the world, it is easy to obtain whether it is the Taoist gate and the martial arts practice.

"But she is from the Liu family in Suzhou. She has been swordsmen for generations. Maybe she will leave the swordsmanship of their Liu family." Someone's eyes flashed and he shook his head and smiled. Although he was a disciple of the Confucian sect, he had no concealment of appreciation in his tone.

"I don't think so. Although this woman performed outstandingly, the gap was too big compared to her brother, Liu Yixin and her sister, Liu Mengqi. That road should not work." Someone refuted, not agreeing with the words of the previous Confucian scholars. Then he changed his tone: "But this sword is not weak, I just don't know how to deal with this innate sword body."

After this person finished speaking, everyone turned their eyes to the woman surnamed Ye, wanting to see her reaction.

Because in their opinion, although Dugu Mingyue's performance is good, it is still not enough. In history, other innate sword bodies have at least become a perfect master at Dugu Mingyue's age.

But Dugu Mingyue has only been able to complete the cultivation of Qi in the Great Zhoutian, which is a problem.

The woman surnamed Ye smiled slightly and said confidently: "Xiaoyue is very strong."

Then she looked up at everyone, looking inexplicably: "But you Confucian disciples, there are not many left in this assessment now."

"Fairy Ye is right. To be precise, there are only three left, two of them dying, and the last one has no combat power. However, the result, Fang Jinghuan, Yan Hongxin, Han Xingbang and others said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of roads. When I was going out for a walk, I already knew that, after all, that boy Zimo doesn't like fighting." That kid from the baba

The old man was not angry, but admitted it generously. As for the other Confucian people present, none of them felt embarrassed. Instead, they nodded slightly and recognized the words of the old man Ganba.

When the woman surnamed Ye shook her head and smiled, she didn't say anything again, and became silent.

This assessment is not so much an assessment, but rather a Confucian elder who is sitting in the city wants to select some OK young juniors from the common people to see the world and see the real Lanting gathering.

The truly recognized outstanding disciples of Confucianism in the world do not need to participate in the assessment held by themselves in such places. Someone even sends invitations to attend the Lanting rally.

The woman surnamed Ye still remembers that the Confucian genius I saw in the demon world last time was only twenty-three years old, and she had cultivated the state of studying things and gaining knowledge.

He also painted the beautiful world with Haoran as his brush and righteousness as his ink, suppressing the Blood Crow clan for more than 800 miles.

Dugu Mingyue and Zhang Ruochen are still much worse than that kind of real monster.

Of course, I can't explain what happened next.

But no matter what, this assessment is just an event held by Hangzhou City itself. How can it cause trouble in the hearts of these Confucian scholars?

If she hadn't vaguely calculated that Mingyue had the opportunity to be here this time, she wouldn't have planned to come to Hangzhou.

...

Although the few people only had a few breaths during the period when they were talking, the battle between Liu Mengxuan and Dugu Mingyue was very fierce.

The two of them turned into swords and their swords, and their sharpness was close to the thousands of miles apart.

The swords and swords were coming and going, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared from this place and appeared dozens of feet away, and then the soil and rocks in this place had time to collapse.

"Okay, so awesome!"

The Confucian girl who was saved by Liu Mengxuan was now holding a bow several hundred feet away and staring at the two of them in a daze.

Then she looked at the earth that was raging by the aftermath of the two of them, and silently flew away hundreds of feet away.

"It should be safe here." She murmured to herself, then looked down at the green magic bow in her hand, her eyes slightly condensed, her expression firm, and her hands tightly held

"Well, you can do it in the future too!"

...

Dugu Mingyue and Liu Mengxuan fought with each other quickly and attacked with each other. At the beginning, they could see their figures moving quickly. When they arrived at the back, they couldn't even see clearly. Only a sound came from all directions. In just about ten breaths, the land within a radius of hundreds of feet was overturned more than once.

"Hahaha..." Liu Mengxuan slashed Dugu Mingyue with a sharp knife, but did not pursue her, but laughed to the sky: "It is worthy of being an innate sword body. This kind of sword cultivation is really great. In the ten breaths just now, I wanted to cut off your head seventeen times, but it is still with you now."

When Dugu Mingyue heard these words, she was not angry, but said calmly: "You are not bad either. I have never succeeded in trying to pierce your heart eleven times. However, you still have grudges in your heart, that's not your limit."

When a master fights, he can always feel the other person's intentions. Although the time he has just fought is very short, both of them are devoted to fighting.

If the sword has the intention, the sword has the intention. When the sword fights each other, you will naturally be able to understand what the other person thinks.

Just now, Dugu Mingyue felt that Liu Mengxuan had not reached the limit yet, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Chapter completed!