Whether it is life experience or spiritual practice experience, they are all very valuable things.
The existence of experience can help people avoid detours and get twice the result with half the effort.
For example, Chen Jin comes to condense Sword Seed.
He used to condense Sword Seed, but of course he didn't use Ice Soul Divine Baleful Intent, but other earth spirits with five elements attributes.
When practicing "Five Elements Central Qi Scroll", you need to produce five Qi Seed, which include metal, wood, water, earth and fire.
The same goes for Sword Seed.
However, the greatest simplicity does not mean that more is better.
Now Chen Jin only needs to practice Yin and Yang Qi and condense the two pieces of Yin and Yang Sword Seed.
Although the materials used are different and the quantity of Sword Seed is also different, all methods can be followed.
This is called experience.
Seven days later, on a sunny morning, we were done.
Looking inside at the Sword Seed located at Dantian, I saw a faint, dark blue luster. It looked like a star embedded in the night sky, exuding an unparalleled charm. Once people saw it, they were immersed in it unconsciously.
The seed is the root of things.
When this Sword Seed grows up, it can be transformed into a flying sword. With a thought, it can take a person's head from thousands of miles away, just like picking out an ear from a bag.
It can also be turned into sword light, and it can travel in and out of Qingming with the sword, and travel freely between heaven and earth.
This is the real fairy Divine Ability!
With Qi Seed, with Sword Seed, even if we only get half of it now, for Chen Jin, we have truly laid a foundation.
From now on, the road can be expected.
Counting the time, he ignored his haggard look and immediately opened the door and walked out along the mountain path, heading straight to Sword Competition Court on the mountain.
On the way, I met many fellow disciples, and they all looked at me strangely.
Chen Jin ignored it, came to Sword Competition Court, and said to the deacon disciple here, "I am here to sign up to participate in this Sword Competition."
"Name? Age?"
The deacon's disciple didn't even raise his head and asked as usual.
"Chen Jin, forty-two years old."
"Huh?"
The deacon disciple was stunned and looked up. When he saw the skinny and old face, he felt dazed for a moment and asked, "Are you Chen Jin?"
Chen Jin smiled, "Senior Brother He, don't you recognize me?"
Senior Brother He looked at it carefully and sighed, "It is indeed you."
He is already old and has been working here for many years. He has received many disciples and is deeply impressed by some of them.
Chen Jin is one of them.
After all, it is hard not to remember someone who won the first prize in Sword Competition for ten years.
But times have changed, and I didn't expect Chen Jin to sign up for Sword Competition again.
Why bother?
Senior Brother He has heard about Chen Jin's situation. In fact, over thousands of years, Chen Jin is not the only genius who has fallen in the sword sect Lower Court, there are quite a few.
Their ending was that they basically disappeared into the background, and soon disappeared, and no trace of this person was found.
Some of them are unwilling to accept their fate, and some do not accept their fate, so what?
If fortune is not there, there is no choice but the flowers will fall away, and there will be no way to recover.
If you struggle hard and refuse to leave, you will become a joke, and you will not be able to save even the last bit of dignity.
Senior Brother He couldn't help but ask, "Junior Brother Chen, are you sure you want to sign up for Sword Competition?"
Chen Jin nodded. "I want to try again."
Senior Brother He sighed secretly and gave no further persuasion. He was only responsible for the registration. As long as the other party met the conditions and qualifications, there was nothing much to say.
After a while, the procedure was completed.
Chen Jin received a number plate with the number engraved on it: sixty-six.
It's quite auspicious.
Senior Brother He raised his hand to him. "I wish Junior Brother Chen can make a comeback and achieve good results."
Chen Jin returned the gift. "Thank you Senior Brother He."
Turning around and leaving, a muttering came from behind:
"Old He, why are you so polite to him? I heard that he has stopped practicing and resumed his cultivation. He has long since passed away."
"In this case, isn't it more worthy of your and my admiration?"
Chen Jin walked in stride and quickly left these gossips behind.
As soon as I returned to the outside of the small courtyard, I saw several people blocking the place.
Liu Chen stood tall, with gorgeous clothes and a sword at his waist. He looked like a tree in the wind. He looked at Chen Jin with a smile on his face, "I heard that Senior Brother Chen has signed up for Sword Competition Court and wants to participate in this year's Sword Competition? Let me give you a piece of advice. You should withdraw your registration."
Chen Jin said calmly, "Junior brother Liu, let me give you a piece of advice. Don't be used as a gunman or a dog. Are you being mean?"
Liu Chen suddenly changed color.
Before he had a seizure, Wu Jing beside him couldn't hold it any longer, jumped out and shouted, "How can you talk like this? Senior Brother Liu is so kind, but you rely on your old age to show off, what does it mean..."
The following words stopped abruptly.
I saw him meeting Chen Jin's eyes.
These eyes are bright and lively, and their gaze is like a flash of light in an instant.
Show off your edge!
When it fell into Wu Jing's eyes, he felt that the edge was actually two sharp long swords, with a sharp point, thrust towards him.
He was horrified and wanted to give in and dodge, but as if he had been struck Movement Method, his whole body was stiff and he could not move.
Watching two sharp swords coming at you, you will pierce your own eyes mercilessly...
"Ah!"
Wu Jing was so frightened that he shouted out loud, "Senior Brother Liu, save me!"
As a Sixth Realm cultivator, Liu Chen immediately realized something was wrong. He put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together to make a finger sword, drew the sword, and shouted, "Broken!"
Tsk.
A soft sound.
Then Wu Jing screamed, covered his eyes with his hands, and howled. "My eyes, my eyes are blind!"
Just for a moment, he only felt that his eyes were stabbed hard by the sword, and his vision suddenly went black, and he was in unbearable pain.
Chen Jin lowered his eyes and said coldly, "Those who have eyes but no eyes will be punished like this."
Several Lower Court disciples who were following Liu Chen looked horrified and subconsciously got out of the way, not daring to block the way any longer.
Chen Jin Shi Shiran walked through and entered the small courtyard, then closed the door and everything returned to calm.
Liu Chen stood there, looking ashen.
At that moment, he sensed Chen Jin Sword Intent was excited and quickly enveloped Wu Jing, so he came to the rescue without thinking.
As a result, it was impossible to save him.
Chen Jin's Sword Intent still hurt Wu Jing's eyes impartially.
What does this mean?
Not only does it represent Chen Jin Sword Intent's power and acumen, but it also represents that Liu Chen cannot protect the people under his command.
A slap in the face.
Liu Chen took a long breath and calmed down quickly. He had to admit in his heart that he underestimated Chen Jin.
As the saying goes, "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse." After all, Chen Jin was once the pinnacle of the Sixth Realm, half a step away from the Seventh Realm. Even if it is now in decline, it will definitely retain some heritage.
It turns out that this background is Sword Intent!
Finally exposed.
Thinking of this, Liu Chen was like an old fox whose plan had succeeded. The unhappiness that had accumulated in his heart was swept away and he became proud.
Everything is ready, Sword Competition, stable.