Kendo True Explanation

  Lin Fei had a headache again. At first, he thought it was because of the addition of a strong subordinate, but now it seems that the restrictions are quite troublesome.

He somewhat understands why the powerful men in the appendix all became stronger in other ways instead of practicing this sword manual, and even if they later cultivated to a great success, obtaining this sword manual is only for enlightenment, probably it is this reason. The true understanding of the way of the sword is really harmful to the harmony of heaven.

   "How will Yuan Yicheng's blood sacrifice be carried out?" If it wasn't for bringing it into reality, why would he choose the option of resurrection, so this step is necessary

   "Required conditions: 2-3 units of the same kind of flesh and blood. The death time should not exceed one hour. The specific cohesion needs to be carried out in the world where it is located and lasts for fifteen minutes." The feedback was very fast.

"That is to say, if Yuan Yicheng is to go to the real world to help me, I will first kill two or three people, and within less than an hour after their death, I will guard the corpses and perform blood sacrifices, and I will not be discovered for fifteen minutes. "Lin Fei had even more headaches.

  Yuan Yicheng's combat lethality is equivalent to that of a C-level peak. But the overall strength should be close to the peak in the middle of the c-level, because he does not have the defensive power of the c-level. In other words, it is simply high attack and low defense, fast speed, and low blood volume. Although his speed is relatively slow compared to his own in battle, but being able to keep up with his own sword is considered high speed.

   "With such strength, an ordinary elite disciple of the April Sword Sect needs the flesh and blood of two or three people. If it is stronger, it won't be a massacre..." Lin Fei sighed helplessly.

"It's no wonder that the True Solution of the Way of the Sword is known as the No. 1 Fierce and Slaying Sword Code. No wonder the True Solution of the Way of the Sword has a sentence in the opening chapter: Put it to death and reborn. Zhang Yuan, the Juexianmen, also mentioned that the True Solution of the Way of the Sword is extremely extreme. Extreme. Presumably that's where the roots lie."

  Lin Fei looked at Yuan Yicheng in front of him, thought for a while, and asked in his heart.

   "Does Yuan Yicheng need to eat and drink now?"

   "It is required after the blood sacrifice, but not in space."

   "It's okay." Lin Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He still needs time to get used to the trouble of mind synchronization.

   "If the sword master is fine, can the subordinates go back to practice?" Yuan Yicheng asked suddenly.

   "Go back to practice?" Lin Fei was taken aback, he was surprised too many times today.

   "Yes." Yuan Yicheng looked calm.

   "Yuan Yicheng said go back, where does he mean?"

   "Illusion." Spatial Interpretation.

  Lin Fei understood and nodded.

   "You can go back. I will call you if necessary."

   "Yes." Yuan Yicheng bowed and said, his figure quickly dissipated, turning into countless white light spots and disappearing into the space.

  Lin Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and sorted out a large amount of new information in his mind.

   "Resurrected people need blood sacrifices to appear in the real world. Before that, they all lived in illusions. So does the cultivation he mentioned mean that they can still become stronger?"

  He switched to spatial language after asking. The answer I got was an affirmative answer—yes.

   "Sure enough," Lin Fei sighed. Resurrect the strong swordsman who was killed by the true solution of the sword, and then he can continue to grow stronger by himself. But that's not the main problem. Now what he needs to think about is how to survive the day of mind synchronization.

  He stood still for a moment to stabilize his mind. Decided to try again and turn on the mind synchronization to adapt.

   "Turn on Mind Sync."

  Suddenly, thoughts kept drilling into Lin Fei's mind one after another, some about himself, some about cultivation problems, but not as many as before. If the mental synchronization just now was a violent storm, then now it is like a gentle tide hitting the shore every time, and every time it washes the coast, it is not tepid. Much better than before.

  Lin Fei was already prepared to face the impact, but he didn't expect this to happen. …

  He thought for a while.

   "Check the current status of Yuan Yicheng."

   "Yuan Yicheng: Practicing the Rasha Sword Art..."

"No wonder." Lin Fei understood, "In the practice of swordsmanship, most people's thoughts will be much calmer and more peaceful. Naturally, their thoughts are not as dense as when they just received a lot of information." No big deal. And if you need to revive the strong in the future..."

   "In the future, do I need to increase the number of days of mind synchronization?"

   "No need. Synchronize one day every nine days, either single object or multiple objects."

   "Then if you need to be resurrected in the future, you have to give priority to a strong man like a cultivator. This kind of strong man has a calm mind and a peaceful mind, and it is easier to accept mind synchronization." Lin Fei analyzed. He wouldn't think that with such a heaven-defying ability, he would give up using it because of such a little difficulty and effort in the future.

   "The next step is the change of space." The information summary that appeared just now has the information of "the beginning of space evolution". Lin Fei just felt a huge earthquake in the whole space, and didn't have time to investigate the changes in this regard.

  He first followed the original method, finding a place and rushing forward. Running at high speed, the white ground continued to extend forward, and soon, it came to the previous position.

   Gently stretched out his hand and pressed it against the space wall, a burst of ripples spread out, and within a large circular area, the beautiful and boundless starry sky outside suddenly appeared.

   "There is no change? It just feels a little bigger." Lin Fei wondered. "Could it directly increase the size of the space?"

  After thinking about it, he searched around, but there was still no answer, so Lin Fei chose to exit the space first. However, it is different from the instant when exiting the space, I just read the word "exit" in my heart. A stream of information instantly entered Lin Fei's mind.

   "Obtain Yuan Yicheng's spiritual contract, and get the afterimage of Yuan Yicheng's swordsmanship when he was killed. Do you want to watch it?"

  Lin Fei's expression changed, and he said softly.

   "Watch."

  As soon as the voice fell, Lin Fei instantly changed to the first-person perspective, and Lin Fei felt like playing a first-person perspective game.

   Surrounded by a vast stone square, empty. Some kind of building floating in mid-air can be vaguely seen in the distance. The air is a little cooler. He seemed to be wearing a white robe. I always feel that I can see a little bit of clothes from the corner of my eye.

  On the gray slate square, not far from the owner of my vision, stood a man in black with a cold face. The man's face was cold and beautiful like a woman, with long hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a black robe, and holding a long sword.

   "If you can't comprehend this sword, then die." The long-haired man gently stroked the long sword, his expression indifferent.

  Lin Fei felt as if he was narrowing his eyes slightly, and his whole body was constantly agitating, rolling, and in a state of high tension.

   "Yueming, Forty"

   Zheng

  Suddenly, a sharp sword sound resounded throughout the square. The long-haired man walked towards Lin Fei slowly. Countless moon-white spots of light flashed across his face.

  The master of vision where Lin Fei was located opened his eyes wide. He could feel that this body wanted to draw a sword, but its fingers were frozen.

  In an instant, there was a tingling pain all over.

   When he regained consciousness again, he was already in the bedroom.

  Lin Fei held the Black Demon Sword tightly, but he was also unable to move his whole body.

   "Tianluo Mingyue Sword..."

  Lin Fei's eyes glowed with light blue fluorescence. He couldn't help but gripped the hilt tightly.

   This is the name of the sword technique that the long-haired man used when he left last. The space came to Lin Fei's mind at the last moment.

  One of the April Sword Art, Tianluo Mingyue Sword, the lore move that Yuan Yicheng used when fighting Lin Fei earlier, is an extremely simplified version based on Tianluo Mingyue Sword.

  The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, only the light from street lamps on the road outside the window came in through the window, and there was no movement at home. Lin Fei was the only one standing in the empty space beside the bed, sweating profusely. Holding a black magic sword in his hand. Still immersed in the powerlessness of that sword. He could feel the extreme unwillingness and powerlessness from Yuan Yicheng's perspective. Even at the last moment, Yuan Yicheng still had a trace of fear in his heart. This is how he felt before he died. …

Lin Fei knew that the powerlessness and fear were also because Yuan Yicheng himself was a disciple of Jingyan Tianluo Mingyue Sword. He knew what level and difficulty it would take to reach the level of that sword. The route, but the gap with the opponent is really too big... This is the root of his fear. The nearly boundless net of real power that opened like lightning seemed to envelop the whole world towards him. This level is too terrifying.

  Standing in the bedroom for a while, Lin Fei slowly returned to his original state, recovering from the sword strike. Only then did I realize that the clothes on my body were completely soaked. Yuan Yicheng's various thoughts during his cultivation were still passed on continuously. Obviously getting slower and more peaceful, obviously he has gradually entered a highly concentrated cultivation state. The impact on Lin Fei was also much smaller.

  Open the bedroom door. Lin Fei walked to the bathroom, and when he saw the bathroom mirror facing the door, he suddenly realized that he had unknowingly let go of his camouflage posture. The long hair was loose and looked a little messy. Fortunately, there is no one at home now, and Jiang Nan, the only one who came back together, also went out to visit the night market with her colleagues.

  Take out a towel and wipe the sweat off your forehead.

  Lin Fei was facing the mirror, looking at her exquisite face, feeling a little dazed.

  After a period of real strength and slowly modifying, although he still has a beautiful face, his image already has a bit of Lin You's appearance. Obviously, his goal of correcting his appearance with real power was more than half successful. But unfortunately, there is very little room for Genelec to make a major transformation. Of course, he could also go for plastic surgery directly, but Lin Fei didn't think he was so demanding on his appearance. He doesn't like himself lying on the operating table like a guinea pig and letting other people touch his hands, not to mention that surgery is not a touch, but a knife directly. He cannot tolerate others' negligence.

  So there is no need to mention the face, but because I used gestures to hide my body for a long time, my skin became fairer and fairer. That's a problem.

   Think back to yourself in your previous life.

  Lin Fei suddenly missed his bronze skin and strong and well-proportioned figure in his previous life. Rather than the fragile appearance in front of me.

   "Now let's think about how to solve the blood sacrifice." Lin Fei sighed softly. "It's easy to kill two or three people, but it's a little troublesome to guard for fifteen minutes. You need to arrange it carefully."

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