He started with the details: "So over the past few decades, how have you cultivated the 'sword self', or identified the 'self'?"

Jianwo is not only an improvement in sword reading, but also a means for Bazun to realize his thoughts at that time.

Xu Xiaoshou understood this.

What he is curious about now is what Sword Wo's intention is.

Swordsman is clearly behind Sword Demon, and even his name seems a little suspicious of plagiarism. Now it seems that everything did not happen suddenly, but was planned in advance?

Bazun smiled wisely and did not answer directly, but said: "You know Shen Yi, right?"

nonsense!

But what does this have to do with God?

"Do you still know about Gu Wu?"

It’s also nonsense!

I also practice ancient martial arts, okay?

Check out the correct version one by one!

I even cultivated to the point of giving up the four things, giving up the body, giving up the spirit, giving up the mind, giving up the self...huh?

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly trembled, and his scalp was slightly numb, "I..."

He is too sensitive now about the word "I".

Ba Zunzhen didn't notice Xu Xiaoshou's subtle reaction, and recalled with a face:

"God and I have known each other very early. Although we met before the Ten-Zun Seat War, our first contact and battle were actually much earlier, as early as when we visited the Dragon Cave."

"The early gods were also bounty hunters. Before they got close to Xiang Yaoyao, they exhausted their resources to cultivate ancient martial arts and lived a very hard life. As long as there was a mission, they would do any dirty or tiring work."

"He accepted a mission and went to the Dragon Cave to pull dragon tendons and make bow strings for a certain Taixu descendant. I happened to be visiting the Dragon Cave during that period."

Ba Zunzhen's tone was very calm and he spoke very slowly.

At this critical moment, he showed some talent for telling stories, giving people the feeling of narrating:

"The Dragon Cave is known as the Seven Forbidden City. Although the times are a bit declining now, there are still many secret places inside."

"The two of us bumped into each other in the 'Consciousness Forbidden Zone'. This was caused by the death of the ancient Tongxuan Jade Dragon. It can create a high-law consciousness space - the White Dragon of the Holy Palace, and half of it has the bloodline of the Tongxuan Jade Dragon."

"In the restricted area of ​​mystical consciousness, those who are willing to do so can break through the shackles and reach beyond the laws of transcendental transformation. Although only the mind can reach it and not the body and soul, it can be regarded as a first-class creation."

"God and I also met each other, and each could feel that the way the other cultivated was extraordinary. They were so happy to see each other that they were hunting, and without saying a word, they started fighting."

"God also opens from the nine palaces, the eight gates, the seven constellations, to the six realms. He can't do anything to me. He also enters the mind from the body to the spirit, until he enters the land of high laws in the restricted area of ​​delusion."

"If it were normal, if he opened four houses in the five realms, he would definitely die, but in the restricted area of ​​​​mysterious consciousness, his mind can penetrate the mysteries without any side effects."

"For the first time, I saw the 'She-wo' among the four houses."

There was a strange expression on Bazun's face, a little fascinated and a little excited, as if he had verified the feasibility of his own ideas on others. It is rare to see him behave like this:

"Everything else, I can't resist the tyranny of the ultimate ancient martial artist."

"I can't even find where God is, where I am... in my mind... well, in other words, where is the 'I' who is God?"

"But I can feel the shadow of the fist everywhere, punching to the flesh, almost shattering my 'I'."

"I was beaten awake."

He paused and stared into the void in front of him.

There seemed to be countless fist shadows of gods coming from the void, making him dizzy, but he did not sink because of it:

"If I were ordinary in the five realms, with my realm at that time, I would definitely die if I opened the Mysterious Sword with my sword. The forbidden area of ​​​​mysterious consciousness can penetrate the Mysterious, and I can actually have a glimpse of the scenery behind the Mysterious Gate in advance..."

At this point, Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.

Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, I can only imagine what it was like when gods fight.

The restricted area of ​​​​mystery gives the two of them an opportunity to vent without any reservations and to the extreme. It will be very exciting to fight.

"My sword opens up the mysteries, and it also connects to 'me'. The nine great swordsmanship makes it so superb that it's like an immortal guiding the way. I was even surprised."

"Now that I think about it, most of what I gained at that time has been forgotten, and the gods have also forgotten about it. Although they understand 'I' but don't understand 'I', they still can't do anything to me."

"Gu Wu, you are really domineering!"

He sighed again, then changed the topic, and the void was like flint, and invisible waves suddenly appeared:

"God has also opened up to the three realms of ancient martial arts!"

"If it is said that the 'nine palaces, eight gates, seven constellations and six paths' are skills, their appearance is tangible, then 'four homes, three realms, two rituals and one statue' are Dharma, and their appearance is invisible."

"Three realms, cutting off, separating, and destroying, are extremely meaningless and are not a human art. Even if I open the mysterious door with my sword, I have never seen such a method before and have no experience in confrontation, so I was beaten and retreated."

"But I have read "The Book of Swords" and realized how vast the avenue is. After all, Jiankai Xuanmiaomen is based on the most solid foundation of swordsmanship, Gulouying, the sword god, but Shenyi Guwu has struggled all the way.

, no one gave any advice.”

"If I retreat further, I won't be defeated. I just want to be stable."

"As soon as I am stable, God becomes anxious."

"He is such a temperament. He couldn't accept a draw and stopped. Seeing that the Three Realms couldn't defeat me, he forced Liangyi."

The eight masters shook their heads and laughed: "The gods were young at that time, and the three realms were not stable, let alone the two rituals?"

"I am lucky enough to get a glimpse of the ancient martial arts Liangyi."

"If the Three Realms are the ultimate meaning, then Liangyi is the best, elevating the 'Shen Yi' of ancient martial arts and the 'self' of Shen Yi to unparalleled heights."

"With just one glance, I was at my wits end and knew I was bound to lose."

"I never thought that after watching that glance, Shen Yi himself failed to activate his two rituals, exploded into nothing, was backfired by his own power, blasted out of the forbidden zone of confusion, almost lost himself, and died on the spot."

"I am stable. Stability is the most important thing."

"I still maintain my mystical skills in swordsmanship, and took advantage of the situation to gain a piece of his 'self' in the past, thus protecting the life of this strong-tempered and domineering guy."

"The war situation has come to an end."

Bazun came back to his senses, placed the wine glass on the left, took a drop of the wine in the glass and put it on the tea table.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Xu Xiaoshou, pointed at the "cup" and "wine", and said with a slight smile:

"This is the 'two rituals'."

"The two rituals are black and white, right and wrong, yin and yang, right and wrong. They are in opposition to each other and support each other. They are distinct and interdependent. They can be divided or combined. They are divided into two. They are derived from the three realms, four realms, and even the last six or seven.

Eighty-nine techniques, combined into one, can reach the ultimate level. This is the concept of ancient martial arts."

"The two rituals are like the front and the back of the mysterious door, like whether a cultivator is enlightened or not, that is, the sword of the ancient sword cultivator and me. This is what I feel when I observe the two rituals."

"Thus, the concept of 'Sword Self' came into being."

The eight masters wiped their hands on the tea table, and the small drop of wine evaporated.

He tapped the wine glass with his fingertips again, and with a move of swordsmanship, the wine glass was like a sword, placed in the void, suspended high, and became extremely ethereal, illusory, and out of reach.

"At this time, Sword I only exists in the conceptual stage."

"I tried to find a way to put the 'wine cup' and 'wine in the cup' out of the world, but to no avail."

"My practice of Taoism began with ancient swordsmanship, and I must have been trapped in the ancient swordsmanship. I was guided by the gods and the two rituals. After I gained some enlightenment, I wanted to transcend, but got lost in it."

The eight statues knew how to use their fingers as human legs, and walked slowly step after step on the tea table:

"Traveling is difficult, but enlightenment is even harder."

"I always insist on my ideas, but I suffer from the inability to put my concepts into practice. All the ethereal methods are just smoke in the clouds and meaningless."

"Until..."

After a pause, the eight little figures transformed into two familiar fingers stopped their steps and lit the tea table repeatedly, making a clicking sound.

He smiled, with emotion on his face, as if he had broken through the iron shoes and found nothing, and found it without any effort:

"The Five Realms are really full of talented people, and there are countless capable people."
Chapter completed!