Chu Li's eyes were completely attracted by the murals, and he could not care about Dong Jianxin.
The murals were clearly reflected in his mind, and were directly imprinted in it.
He rearranged them into a circle in the void of his mind, which was no different from the positions in the Sword Gauntlet. Later, he found that there were some problems with these positions, and the arrangement was not smooth enough, so he rearranged them.
He began to arrange them clockwise from left to right, and the first one on the left continued until the last one, forming a circle.
He seemed to be standing in this circle, and his eyes looked from left to right, and the eighty-one murals flashed in sequence.
His perspective changed again, and he stood still, letting these murals revolve around him, as if he was playing a movie in his past life, and each painting was like a frame by frame movement.
Gradually, the murals revolved at high speed, and a figure seemed to be condensed in the center of the murals. As the murals flashed, the figure waved a long sword and made one movement after another, forming a sword technique.
This was an extremely smooth sword technique, and every movement was subtle and mysterious, as if there were eighty-one movements, but as the murals spun faster, these eighty-one movements seemed to be condensed and simplified.
The figure in the center moved from fast to slow, as if slowly raising the sword, slowly stabbing it, then retracting the sword, and stabbing it again. The movement became clumsy and slow, as if the sword was heavy and powerless to control.
Chu Li looked at the figure thoughtfully.
The murals spun faster, and the figure's movements became slower. Every movement of the long sword seemed to be extremely difficult, as if the sword was holding a mountain, and he himself was also holding a mountain.
The long sword was drawn, the long sword stabbed, and the long sword was retracted.
Only these three movements were actually the simplest and most common sword technique.
Chu Li sat cross-legged on the bright yellow cattail hassock, motionless, and fell into deep thought.
He was thinking about why such an exquisite sword technique would eventually turn into such a simple sword. The so-called Heaven Murdering Three Forms should be three sword techniques, but he only saw one move. Was it because he did not comprehend it enough?
But the exquisiteness of this sword technique was really amazing, and it broke through his original concept of swordsmanship, and broke through the limit of his imagination. A sword technique could be so exquisite that it was almost magical.
But if he wanted to perform such a move, how fast would his sword need to be?
It looked simple, but it was actually extremely difficult.
He was able to manifest this sword thanks to his tyrannical soul and unique talent. The void of the mind was not something that anyone could condense, and he was blessed with such an ability.
More importantly, there was the Heavenly Star Void Technique. Without this technique, even if he had the Mind Void, it would have been very difficult for him to deduce it so easily. The wonders of the Heavenly Star Void Technique still needed to be further explored.
If others wanted to understand the mystery of this sword, they did not know how long it would take. But he understood it quickly, and it would be very difficult to practice it. But it was very difficult. It was easy to understand, but it was very difficult to practice it.
He thought for a long time, and finally got up and decided to slowly practice one move at a time. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, no matter how difficult it is, he still has to continue. If he really mastered this Murdering Heaven Three Styles, even without the Murdering Heaven Sword, his own ability would increase a lot.
Such a wondrous sword technique had truly surpassed one's imagination. The wisdom of the predecessors was truly admirable.
He thought of the other four sword techniques, but he was not in a hurry to look at them. He wanted to practice this sword technique first.
He pulled out the Crouching Tiger Divine Sword and practiced one move at a time. His talent in sword techniques was very high, and he could remember it once. After ten times, he was already familiar with it. First, he practiced each sword technique to perfection, and then tried to practice them together.
After practicing once, he practiced a second time, and a third time.
He constantly felt the essence of it during practice, and wanted to absorb it into the sword technique that he had created.
But he realized that all his exquisite sword techniques were encompassed by these eighty-one moves. It was really the most exquisite sword techniques in the world, and he was unable to extricate himself from it. The more he practiced, the more he felt the taste was endless, like drinking wine.
After an unknown period of time, footsteps came from outside. Dong Jianxin came in with a lunch box. When he put down the lunch box, there was already another lunch box on the ground. It was obvious that it had been placed there earlier, and he had forgotten to eat.
He seemed to vaguely remember Dong Jianxin reminding him to eat. He agreed and then continued to practice. He did not know how many times he had done this, but now he realized that his stomach was empty. He was attracted by this exquisite sword technique, and he really forgot to eat and sleep.
This process had happened several times. Every time he remembered that he seemed to have not eaten, but he soon forgot to eat. The next time Dong Jianxin came, he remembered again, but after a little delay, he forgot again.
Dong Jianxin waved and said, "Brother, come eat!"
Chu Li agreed and continued to practice, just like before.
"Brother!" Dong Jianxin shouted.
The sound reverberated in the spacious building, waking him up completely.
Chu Li felt that his whole body was full of energy, and there was no discomfort. His stomach was empty, but he was full of energy. He felt very good. He smiled and said, "Brother, how many times have you come?"
"Ten days." Dong Jianxin scoffed, "You really are something. Ten days without eating or drinking!"
Chu Li was surprised, "Ten days?"
Dong Jianxin looked at him and said, "Brother, it seems that your cultivation level is really deep. I can't last ten days."
"It's okay not to eat for ten days, but I can't stand not drinking water." Dong Jianxin shook his head and said, "How did you do it?"
Chu Li was startled and shook his head.
His body was constantly changing. He had eaten spirit pills, cultivated several kinds of advanced martial arts, and strengthened his body with the Dragon Taming Technique and the Evil Nether Dragon. Now, his body was indeed beyond the level of mortals.
"You …" Dong Jianxin sighed, "This Murderous Three Forms is not so easy to master. Don't think that you can do it in one go. If you want to understand it, it will take some effort. It must be a headache, right?"
Chu Li smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm almost done."
"Oh — —?" Dong Jianxin looked at him doubtfully.
Chu Li said, "Actually, this sword technique is not that difficult."
It might be difficult for others. Only after practicing the sword technique to a profound level could they derive the heavy, slow, and clumsy sword, but he had already deduced it through the void of his mind.
The most important and most difficult deduction had been completed. It was like looking for a trail in the fog. The trail was difficult to walk, and the process of finding it was also difficult. He had found the trail, and he just needed to walk slowly.
Dong Jianxin snorted and said, "Junior Brother, you are a genius, but don't underestimate these sword techniques. These five sword techniques are the best in the world. If you can comprehend one of them, you can rely on it to dominate the world."
Chu Li smiled and said, "Brother, you don't believe me?"
"What do you think!" Dong Jianxin shook his head and said disapprovingly, "Don't be too ambitious. Cultivate honestly. Also, eat regularly. How can your body stand not eating? Even if your body is strong, you can't be so careless!"
"Yes, yes." Chu Li saw that he continued?? So tired? Φ Antibacterial Fiber? Skeleton Fence Pi Paper 7 Wan Wei Jun
"Me, it's just so-so." Dong Jianxin said lightly, "The next set of Breeze Sword has been mastered."
Chu Li smiled and said, "How about we have a spar?"
"Sure." This was exactly what Dong Jianxin wanted.
He had long wanted to teach this arrogant brother a lesson. The Breeze Sword took him several years to cultivate, and its power was amazing. He wanted Chu Li to have a good taste of the sword technique in the Sword Gauntlet.
Chu Li lightly shook the Crouching Tiger Divine Sword. Dong Jianxin scoffed and said, "Watch my sword!"
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