time gradually passes
<Heavenly Origin Soul Refining Art>'s cultivation is getting better and better, and First Stage has achieved great success.
In the Niwan Palace, around Myriad Law Seal, the eighth shadow of Talisman Rune becomes more and more solid.
On the fifth day, Luo Heng sat cross-legged on top of Luo Peak, surrounded by a pale golden halo of Spiritual Power.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, running <Heavenly Origin Soul Refining Art> at full strength, Spiritual Power in the Niwan Palace surged like a tide, each wave stronger than the other.
Myriad Law Seal shines brightly, seven Talisman Rune are dazzling, and the shadow of the eighth Talisman Rune finally solidifies at this moment.
Eight-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master, Cheng.
In the sky, Wind Lightning Tribulation arrived as expected, dark clouds gathered, and thunder flashed, but Luo Heng just raised his head and glanced, and Spiritual Power turned into an invisible barrier, blocking all the falling thunder and cutting wind blades.
The whole process only took a few breaths, and Wind Lightning Tribulation disappeared into thin air.
Luo Heng opened his eyes, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and then calmed down.
Spiritual Power is several times stronger, and the sensing range expansion kit can reach hundreds of miles away. Every plant and tree in the Desolate Hall is clearly visible, and even the subtle fluctuations of the disciples' cultivation in the Heavenly Hall in the distance can be sensed.
"Not bad." Luo Heng nodded with satisfaction.
Ying Huanhuan has not been idle during this period.
Luo Heng gave her three techniques, and she practiced them with all her strength.
<Great Teleportation Technique> For starters, although you can't move hundreds of miles with a single thought, you can already do short-distance teleportation, which is used to avoid attacks and surprise attacks, and the effect is excellent.
<Five Elements Creation Palm> also touched the doorway, and with one palm shot, five colors of light flowed, with amazing power.
And <Heavenly Origin Soul Refining Art> made her Spiritual Power cultivation level, which had been stagnant for a long time, advance by leaps and bounds.
On the seventh day, she successfully broke through to Two-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master.
When Wind Lightning Tribulation arrived, Luo Heng stood beside her, not helping, but just watching quietly.
To overcome this calamity, you can only rely on yourself.
Ying Huanhuan gritted his teeth and withstood Wind Lightning Tribulation, and Spiritual Body was further strengthened.
"I broke through!"
She raised her head, looked at Luo Heng, and smiled like a child.
Luo Heng stretched out his hand, rubbed her hair, and said with a smile, "Not bad."
Ying Huanhuan did not avoid it, but instead squinted his eyes, like a kitten being groomed.
After breaking through to Two-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master, her Spiritual Power improved significantly, and she became more comfortable practicing <Heavenly Origin Soul Refining Art>.
As for Primal Energy, she has also faintly touched the threshold of Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage, with only one opportunity left.
On this day, Luo Heng was practicing swordsmanship at the top of Luo Peak.
Dark Abyss Sword is in hand, the sword is as black as ink, and the blade is glowing with a cold light. Heavenly Grade Middle Rank Spirit Treasure's pressure makes the surrounding air a little more solemn.
Luo Heng closed his eyes and concentrated, and after a moment, he stabbed out with a sword.
There was no sword light, no Sword Qi, only a very faint gray sword mark, fleeting in the void.
But wherever the sword mark passed, the space was split, leaving a black crack as thin as a hair.
Tai Xu Swordplay·Fifth Form·Void-Breaking.
This is a sword move that he has only recently mastered to great perfection. He can tear Space-Splitting apart with Sword Intent, ignoring all defenses.
The power is terrifying, and the consumption is also terrifying.
With his Eight Yuan Nirvana Stage's Primal Energy, plus Eight-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master's Spiritual Power, if he uses his full strength with this sword, he can only thrust out three swords at most.
"Good swordsmanship."
A faint voice came from behind.
Luo Heng put away his sword and turned around, and saw Ying Xiaoxiao standing not far away, dressed in black clothes, with black hair like a waterfall, his cold eyes fell on Dark Abyss Sword in his hand, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Senior sister Xiaoxiao." Luo Heng cupped his fists.
Ying Xiaoxiao walked up to him, his eyes fell on Dark Abyss Sword, and said, "Heavenly Grade Middle Rank Spirit Treasure, Sword Intent Perfection, do you practice kendo?"
Luo Heng nodded and said, "That's right. I also dabble in spears, boxing, and arrows, but kendo is indeed one of my majors."
Ying Xiaoxiao A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Spears, fists, arrows, swords, four fellow practitioners, and each one has been cultivated to an extremely high level. This guy's talent is more terrifying than she imagined.
"I am also a swordsman." Ying Xiaoxiao said.
Luo Heng glanced at her.
Ying Xiaoxiao's weapon is a cyan long sword named Azure Luan, which is also the culmination of Heavenly Grade Middle Rank Spirit Treasure and Sword Intent.
"Senior sister's Sword Intent should have reached the peak of Dacheng, right?" Luo Heng asked.
Ying Xiaoxiao nodded slightly and said, "I have been stuck at the peak of Dacheng for some time, and I have never been able to find an opportunity to break through."
She paused, looked at Luo Heng, and said, "Junior brother Sword Intent Perfection, can you give me some advice?"
Luo Heng smiled and said, "Sister, you are too polite. Don't take your advice seriously. Let's communicate with each other."
The two sat down on the edge of the cliff, Luo Heng placed Dark Abyss Sword on his knees, and began to talk about his understanding of kendo.
"Sword Intent is essentially the manifestation of the swordsman's will." Luo Heng said slowly, with a serious tone. "It is not a skill, not Primal Energy, but a kind of 'meaning' and a kind of 'Tao'."
"Sword Intent Xiaocheng, the sword follows ◇Heartbeat, the mind follows the sword, the sword and the mind become one."
"Sword Intent Dacheng means that the intention goes first and the sword comes later. The sword has not come out but the intention has arrived. The enemy has not moved but the intention has been cut."
"Sword Intent Perfection, the meaning is the sword, the sword is the meaning, there is no sword and no self, only the meaning exists."
Ying Xiaoxiao listened quietly, with thoughtful eyes.
"Senior sister's Sword Intent is stuck at the peak of Dacheng. It's not because of insufficient skills, nor because Primal Energy is insufficient." Luo Heng looked at her and said, "It's because senior sister's heart has not really let go."
Ying Xiaoxiao was slightly startled.
"Sword Intent is the manifestation of will. If the heart is bound, the will cannot be truly released."
Luo Heng continued to say seriously, "Senior sister is the chief of the Heavenly Hall. The burden on her shoulders is too heavy, there are too many concerns, and there are too many scruples. Sword Intent naturally cannot break through."
Ying Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment.
She had to admit that what Luo Heng said made sense.
As the chief of the Heavenly Hall, she is indeed burdened with too many things, the expectations of the sect, the trust of her disciples, the dependence of her sister...
These are her fetters and her constraints.
"Thank you, junior brother, for your advice." Ying Xiaoxiao stood up and cupped his fists.
Luo Heng also stood up and said with a smile, "Sister, you're welcome."
Ying Xiaoxiao looked at him, with complex emotions welling up in his heart.
This junior brother is not only talented and mature in mind, but also has such accurate insights into people.
He saw her constraints and pointed out the direction of breakthrough.
She remembered this kindness.
"You bastard! You stole my heart, and also my sister's?"
Ying Huanhuan stood proudly in front of Luo Heng, with his hands on his hips and his ponytail swaying behind him.
Luo Heng looked innocent and said, "When did I steal your sister?"
"Just now!" Ying Huanhuan stared at him and said, "You and my sister have been sitting on the edge of the cliff for so long, and you still said, 'Sword Intent is the manifestation of will, and you can't release it if your heart is bound.' You said it so affectionately that my sister looked at you differently!"
Luo Heng twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I was seriously discussing the way of swordsmanship, where did you think about it?"
"Do we need to sit so close to discuss kendo?" Ying Huanhuan hummed.
"We are at least three feet apart."
"Three feet isn't close enough?"
Luo Heng: "..."
He found that reasoning with girls was a very stupid thing.
Huanhuan stood there arrogantly, with his ponytail swaying like a kitten with fried hair.
Luo Heng looked at her appearance and suddenly smiled.
"Why are you laughing!" Ying Huanhuan glared at him.
Luo Heng didn't answer, just stretched out his hand and held her hand.
Ying Huanhuan's body froze and he wanted to pull back, but found that his hands didn't obey him at all.
"You... what are you doing?" Her voice was a little softer, and her momentum was a little weaker.
"Huanhuan." Luo Heng looked at her with gentle eyes and said softly, "Are we together?"
Ying Huanhuan was stunned.
together?
She thought about these three words many times, in the dead of night, when she finished playing a piece of music, and when she saw Luo Heng smiling at her.
She thought about it, but never dared to ask.
Now, Luo Heng asked first.
"I..." Ying Huanhuan opened his mouth and found that he couldn't say the word "doesn't count".
Because she knew in her heart that they had been together for a long time.
From the first time she played music for him alone, from the time she started running to Luo Peak every day, from the time she started caring about his every move.
However, no one pierced the window paper.
"If you don't speak, that's the default." Luo Heng smiled.
"Who made the preset!" Ying Huanhuan said anxiously, but his voice was too soft to be convincing.
Luo Heng looked into her eyes. In those big bright eyes, there was panic, shyness, but more importantly, a kind of joy that could not be hidden.
"Huanhuan." He called softly.
"Well..."
"I want to kiss you."
Ying Huanhuan's face instantly turned red, from her neck to her ears, and even her ponytail seemed to be turning red.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say "No", "You're dreaming", "You're a gangster", but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say a word.
Luo Heng didn't wait for her answer.
He slowly came closer, close enough to see the slight trembling of her eyelashes, close enough to feel the warmth of her breath.
Ying Huanhuan closed his eyes.
My heart beat so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of my chest, and my mind went blank.
Then--
A warm and soft touch fell on my lips.