1231 A profound comprehension

"Then why didn't you teach me earlier?" Ling Chuxi asked, puzzled. If Cang Yuan had taught her earlier, even if she couldn't use it, she would have been able to comprehend it earlier.

"If you hadn't advanced to heavenly Yuan and your martial essence hadn't improved a lot, you wouldn't have been able to comprehend it even if I taught you. If you weren't careful, your divine sense might have been injured." The sword spirit said.

Ling Chuxi finally understood. With her current martial arts core heart, she had only rehearsed it in her mind once and her sea of spirit had almost dried up. Just now, he guessed that if he had learned it before, it would have been inappropriate, but he didn't expect the consequences to be so serious that it would hurt his spiritual sense.

Ling Chuxi remembered that back at the little silver ancient mountain, Huangfu qingjue had also once said that when one's strength had crossed the heaven Aeon realm and reached the Grandmaster realm, if one still could not comprehend the martial Dao's alchemy heart, it would be difficult for one's strength to make any further progress.

"Alright, you can study it on your own. I'm going to recover my spiritual energy." After saying that, the sword Spirit's exhausted figure flashed and disappeared.

Ling Chuxi rested for a moment and waited for her innate Yuan Qi and spiritual power to gradually recover before she began to practice again. After the upgrade, his body's recovery speed was much faster than before.

Ling Chuxi's sword moved with her heart and slowly stabbed out, as if it contained endless mysteries. Above the mountain peaks, the clouds were rising and the faint clouds shrouded her. The warm sunlight scattered layers of fantastically dazzling brilliance all around.

As the light scattered, Ling Chuxi's figure also became misty. She was like mist and clouds, mysterious, beautiful, and Holy, like a fairy in a painting.

Su Yanhua, su Xiu 'er, and a few others stood far away, quietly watching Ling Chuxi's slender figure in the magical light and shadow. Gradually, a wonderful feeling welled up in his heart. Ling Chuxi's beautiful figure seemed to have a magical rhythm that made people unconsciously drunk on it. She was clearly in front of them, but she gave people a sense of ethereal transcendence. Unconsciously, they were deeply immersed in it, and they seemed to have some subtle comprehensions in their hearts.

Seeing su Yanhua and the others 'strange behavior, the others also gradually gathered around Ling Chuxi. Their eyes were fixed on her, and they followed her movements, blending into the rhythm.

However, everyone had a completely different understanding in their hearts. Some were natural and simple, some were natural and smooth, like the wind and clouds; It was like a majestic aura, sharp and murderous, or vast and boundless like the mountains and seas ...

Although they could not see Ling Chuxi's sword style clearly, everyone could more or less feel the endless profoundness contained in the grey abyss sword technique. Under the subtle influence, they actually had a trace of their own martial Dao Comprehension and martial Dao concept that belonged to them.

For a true martial arts master, such a martial arts conception was the most important.

At this time, Ling Chuxi did not know that this unintentional practice had cultivated many legendary experts for the sect's sage realm in the future. It had also pushed the Golden core sect to an unsurpassable peak.

Yi Li stared at the beautiful figure in the light for a long time, her chest heaved up and down in excitement.

With the strength of peak true essence realm, she was more aware than anyone else of the profoundness contained in that vague sword move. It was not something she could compare to or resist.

Losing to her was not an injustice at all! It was also at this moment that Yi Li felt her master's reverence and longing for the mysterious woman. This was because when she was facing Ling Chuxi, the same feeling rose in her heart.