"you……"

Mo Hua then revealed a little bit about himself, "Old Ancestor, I am following the path of divine consciousness and enlightenment."

"Divine consciousness proves the way..."

The old man with a long beard looked a little disappointed as he listened to this ancient path that no one had mentioned for a long time.

No wonder...

But he thought for a moment and shook his head, "Swordsmanship with spiritual thoughts is a sword art, which is different from pure spiritual consciousness. If you don't know anything about swordsmanship, I still can't teach you. Even if I teach you, you won't be able to learn it.

.”

Mo Hua immediately said: "I learned it!"

"Have you learned it?" The old man with a long beard was startled.

Mo Hua was about to say that he had learned both the Sword Transformation Style and the Jingshen Sword, but he suddenly remembered that the evil fetus was parasitic on his body, and his soul was sealed. The Jingshen Sword could not be used, and the Sword Transformation Style could not be used outside.

Can't be displayed.

If you say you know it but can't use it, you will definitely be regarded as a liar.

What's more, my "spiritual thought turns into a sword" is learned without being taught, which is tantamount to "stealing from the master". I wonder if it violates this old senior's taboo.

Mo Hua then said vaguely: "I mean...I can definitely learn it!"

The long-bearded old man looked deeply at the ink painting, then shook his head slightly, "This sword technique is no child's play."

"Disciple understands."

"Once something goes wrong in cultivation, at least one's spiritual thoughts will be damaged, and at worst, one's consciousness will be shattered."

"It doesn't matter."

"If you make a slight mistake when fighting with others, your life and soul may be shattered, or even contaminated by evil spirits..."

"I'm not afraid."

…

As the long-bearded old man Ren said, he is determined to do ink painting and must learn it.

The long-bearded old man did not blame Mo Hua. On the contrary, he felt a little sad.

Back then, Xuan'er had such a "stubborn" attitude and begged him to teach him how to turn his spiritual thoughts into swords, but no amount of persuasion was in use.

The old man's heart softened a little.

How about...just teach him?

But this kid’s foundation in swordsmanship is too poor. How can he learn the sword technique if he is taught it? He can only rely on his spiritual consciousness to realize the swordsmanship?

As soon as he thought of this, the old man suddenly had a shock in his heart.

Divine knowledge proves the truth!

Divine consciousness!

Taixu's divine mind-turned-sword true art contains two levels of doorways, one is the way of spiritual thoughts, and the other is the way of swordsmanship.

Because there are very few monks who have attained spiritual enlightenment, almost all of them before Taixu Sect practiced this divine sword art as a pure "sword art".

Therefore, the word "spiritual mind" in this sword art has been ignored.

Turning spiritual thoughts into swords is indeed cultivating sword intent, but it should not simply be attributed to "sword intent".

The scope covered by the word "spiritual intention" is much deeper than that of "sword intention".

If you don’t cultivate your spiritual thoughts, how can you cultivate your divine thoughts into a sword?

The old man's heart trembled.

He understood that the Taixu Sect's path to cultivating this sword art might have gone awry from the very beginning.

He only cultivates his sword intention and does not focus on his spiritual thoughts.

They almost cut off an arm to practice the true art of turning spiritual thoughts into swords.

Maybe... if the monks who have realized the spiritual consciousness can cultivate the sword through spiritual consciousness, there will be a different world?

The old man couldn't help but look at the ink painting, and the once-dead thoughts were somewhat revived.

More than anyone else, he wants to pass on this inheritance.

But this idea has been suppressed by him for hundreds of years.

He just looked at the ink painting silently, and finally sighed.

He knew in his heart that if he really taught this child how to turn his spiritual thoughts into swords, he would undoubtedly harm him.

This sword art is a double-edged sword.

The more advantageous it is to kill, the more ruthless it is to kill oneself.

Over the years, many talented swordsmen with extraordinary talents have died young because of this sword technique.

He didn't want to add another one.

Mo Hua seemed to have read the old man's thoughts and said: "Old senior, everyone is going to die..."

The old man with a long beard was slightly stunned, wondering what Mo Hua's words meant.

Mo Hua's eyes were bright and he continued:

"Just because you will die in the end, you don't have to stop living."

"Similarly, no matter how dangerous the sword is, you can't stop practicing it just because it's dangerous."

"The Tao is high and far away. Most monks may not be able to attain the Tao throughout their lives and will die midway. However, those who are truly determined to become immortals will not give up their search and pursue the Tao."

The pair of eyes painted in ink are clear and bright, like stars.

The bearded old man was shocked.

This kid...

Where did this transparent "Tao heart" come from?

The old man pondered for a moment, his mood gradually calmed down, his eyes were solemn, and he asked slowly:

"May I have your name?"

Mo Hua said respectfully: "Senior, my name is Mo Hua."

Ink painting...

The old man recited it silently in his mind and nodded:

"Okay, I promise you, I will teach you how to transform your spiritual thoughts into swords!"

Mo Hua looked overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you, senior!"

The old man said: "It's getting late today. You should go back. From now on, every seven days, I will take you to the Sword Tomb on the back mountain to learn the true secret of turning your spiritual thoughts into swords with me."

"What you can learn depends on your own understanding and luck."

"But I have something to say first. If one day I discover that there is something wrong with your sword art, or if you show off your ferocity and use the sword at will, or if you use this sword art to do evil, I will definitely punish you.

The Shen Nian Sword Technique is abolished and you will be expelled from Taixu Sect."

Mo Hua looked solemn, nodded solemnly and said:

"Old senior, disciple, please remember."

The old man with a long beard looked at the ink painting and saw that the ink painting had serious eyes and a correct attitude, and nodded slightly:

"Okay, I will send you out now. After you go out, you must remember that you cannot mention anything here to anyone."

"Remember, it's anyone, including your parents, relatives, brothers, and anyone in the Taixu Sect."

"Yes!" Mo Hua nodded solemnly.

The old man with a long beard stopped talking. He tore his skinny arms out of thin air and tore the void. Then he grabbed the ink painting and threw it inside.

Just like this, the ink painting was spinning, and he returned to the disciple's residence in a daze.

On the ground, there are still traces of the half-drawn formation he drew.

But now that I think about it, it feels like a dream.

Mo Hua pinched his cheek. It hurt a little. It was obvious that he was not dreaming. Then his eyes couldn't help but shine.

finally……

You can learn the authentic way of turning your spiritual thoughts into a sword!

…

At this time, there was the Sword Tomb in the back mountain.

After sending away the ink painting, the old man with a long beard still sat there with a lot of emotions.

He didn't know whether his decision was right or not.
To be continued...