Chapter 40 The Road Ahead

"Brother Zhou came to the door, but Qingyuan was far away to welcome him. I'm really sorry. But now, it's really inconvenient for Yang to get up."

"It's really rude, I made Brother Zhou laugh."

Yang Qingyun, who was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, heard Zhou Weilong's voice and opened his eyes. He saw Zhou Weilong slumped on the ground not far away.

There was a wry smile on his face, and his eyes looking at the other person were full of apology.

This was not what he wanted,

In the past three days, he spent most of his time on understanding the will of the sword on the fragment.

Time and time again, the sword power in my heart was gathered together, challenging the fragmented sword power, only to be defeated and wiped out again and again.

During this process,

His understanding of the way of the sword can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds!

After experiencing thousands and hundreds of failures, he had already half-stepped the threshold of the sword force, and finally completely mastered the power of the sword force!

Even in the process of repeated failures and challenges, he even touched the edge of the unyielding will of the sword!

The will of the sword,

This is an extremely profound state of mind in the way of swordsmanship!

Among the strong men in the Xiantian realm,

Anyone who can understand the will of swordsmanship and swordsmanship is a powerful person with a strong reputation, and his reputation is not weaker than that of a master!

As far as Yang Qingyun knows,

This kind of strong person who has realized the will of martial arts is a master seed in itself. As long as there are no major accidents in the future, basically 80% to 90% will eventually be able to enter the realm of a master in the future!

but,

Yang Qingyun only touched the edge.

Real touch and understanding from a distance,

It's still thousands of miles away.

But considering that he is only in the late stage of entering the country, he can touch such power. If this matter spreads, it will definitely spread throughout the martial arts of Chu Kingdom and even the martial arts of the Seven Kingdoms!

"This is an unexpected surprise!"

"But I finally understood that what really prevented me from understanding the next step in my previous life was not the lack of courage to move forward in my heart."

"What I really lack is confidence and belief!"

"Believe in the knife in your hand, believe that it can cut off everything, believe that it can reach a higher peak!"

"Only when people and swords trust each other and unite their minds and hearts can they reach a deeper state of the sword!"

Yang Qingyun suddenly understood.

It wasn't until the moment he mastered the power of the sword that he truly understood the way forward.

My past life self,

Because the way forward is cut off, subconsciously, he does not believe that his sword can reach a higher level.

So at that time, even though my knife-wielding skills had reached its peak, it was precisely because of my subconscious disbelief that there was no "soul" born in my knife.

That grandmaster probably understood this and felt regretful.

The other party understands very well,

If you can't solve the problem of cutting off the way forward, your sword will never be able to go further.

So it showed great pity.

"After being reborn in this life, I have cut off the tragic fate of my previous life. Not only will my future be cut off because my potential has been squeezed out, but I have laid a solid foundation that I could not even imagine in my previous life."

"Today, I have unlimited future possibilities, so deep down in my heart, I believe in myself, I believe in the knife in my hand, and I believe that I will never stop here again in this life!"

"So, my sword-wielding skills, which were already at their peak in my previous life, opened the door to the next step in my sword-playing career at this moment!"

"The indomitable and invincible sword power is actually just an appearance."

"The real root is the confidence that comes from deep within!"

Yang Qingyun sighed secretly in his heart.

It was my previous understanding that went wrong.

If we can only take the path of sword domination without moving forward,

Dao of swords,

And why is it such an inconvenience?

It is precisely because of his understanding of the power of the sword that his strength has entered a new world, but he is still unable to fully control this new realm of power.

This caused the condensed sword power to spread freely in this courtyard.

Zhou Weilong walked in unprepared and ran into the sword force emanating from Yang Qingyun, directly triggering the attack of the escaped sword force.

At that moment,

It's like the light of a sword that cuts through all things comes,

It made Zhou Weilong feel like he was facing death!

That's why the current scene happened.

"Brother Yang, what are you doing?"

Regardless of the embarrassment on his body, Zhou Weilong propped his body up with his hands, looked at Yang Qingyun in horror, and asked in shock.

He couldn't help but be frightened by it,

The scene in front of him was simply beyond his imagination!

At this moment,

Yang Qingyun just sat there, feeling as if he was facing a knife, the sharp tip of the knife was already close to his eyes, and it felt like there was a knife on his neck!

That strong sense of oppression made him feel chills all over his body!

That intense sense of danger,

It sent chills down my spine!

Zhou Weilong took a slight breath of cold air.

It was really hard for him to imagine,

If he became an enemy, how could he withstand such a terrifying pressure?

I'm afraid that in the first moment of the confrontation,

Just be frightened by the opponent's mental aura, and then be killed with a single sword!

"What kind of power is this? Could it be the legendary power of the sword?"

Zhou Weilong murmured, as if he had not recovered from the shock, as if he was talking to himself.

He was not a rural warrior who grew up in the countryside and had never seen the outside world.

Zhou Weilong, who was born in the power overlord Sifang Society in Bao'an County, was obviously more worldly than some local tyrants in rural villages and towns.

There are rumors in the martial arts world,

It is said that there are some brilliant people who can comprehend a power called "momentum" in martial arts and possess incredible divine power!

With one blow, the great momentum descends, making it impossible to resist!

Even without taking action, just standing there, it seems to give people a terrible feeling of facing the world!

But Zhou Weilong has only heard of such warriors but has never seen them!

And those who have mastered the momentum of martial arts,

All of them are famous strong men!

Looking at the more than 20 towns in Bao'an County, there has never been such a strong man!

But now,

the warrior who only existed in legends appeared in front of him like this!

So much so that Zhou Weilong was shocked for a while!

"These days, I have had a chance, but I have made some progress by chance."

Yang Qingyun smiled,

neither admitted nor denied.

He moved his body,

concentrated his mind, and barely suppressed the knife force in his body, at least it would not continue to run around, and he restrained it a little.

"Brother Zhou, please take a seat."

Facing the seat next to the stone platform in front, Yang Qingyun made a gesture of invitation and invited the other party to take a seat.

The slightly restrained breath made Zhou Weilong feel better, but the dangerous feeling of facing the sharp and cold blade still existed.

Zhou Weilong was slightly stunned, took a few deep breaths, and slightly tidied his clothes before sitting down opposite Yang Qingyun's stone table.

At this time, he had many doubts in his heart,

but Yang Qingyun didn't seem to want to say it, so he had to suppress all his doubts.

Even he didn't realize that at this moment, he had already placed Yang Qingyun's position in his heart as a senior, and lowered his own psychological position.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay recently? I heard that you had a conflict with the Black Tiger Gang. Is everything okay?"

Yang Qingyun waved his hand and asked Wang Xiaoshi to pour a cup of tea beside him, and chatted with him in his usual voice.

"That's nothing."

Zhou Weilong took the teacup and moistened his throat, calming his mind a little.

The two of them chatted.

As they communicated, Yang Qingyun gradually tried to learn to control his own knife momentum, which slowed down the sharp and dazzling edge again.

This made Zhou Weilong feel a little more relaxed.

The atmosphere also relaxed.