For monks, retreat is a common occurrence.

The monks of the Lower Five Realms have been in retreat for seven or eight years, or ten years.

Once the monks of the Middle Five Realms are in retreat, it will be decades or even hundreds of years.

The monks of the Upper Five Realms retreat for hundreds or thousands of years, or even until the oil lamps run out.

It can be said that, with the exception of martial arts, a monk with poor qualifications spends about 10 percent of his life in retreat.

It's very simple, because of the poor qualifications, the original realm is not very high, and the upper limit of life expectancy is not much.

For a monk with moderate qualifications, the time spent in retreat is 40 to 50 percent of his life, especially the higher the state and the older he is, the longer the retreat time.

This is also understandable, when I was young, I went out to sharpen a lot, I felt more, I digested what I had gained in my heart, and the retreat time was longer.

When you get older, you basically have experienced everything you should have experienced, and it doesn't matter if you go out to sharpen or something, then go into retreat and see if you can close out something.

However, if it is a genius monk! Or rather, the more genius this monk is! Then the less time he has to retreat! The duration of the retreat may not be more than 30 percent of a lifetime.

This also makes sense.

Those geniuses go out to practice, and they don't need to retreat at all, and they can get what they have in their hearts and break through on the spot when they are training.

When you get older, although you have experienced enough, it doesn't make much sense to go outside and wander outside, and you will choose to retreat in the sect.

Some of them will stumble to the point of breakthrough, while others will not.

Geniuses are not only talented but they know what their limits are.

Most people will choose to train their juniors, or to travel in the mountains and rivers, and then some people will participate in various wars, such as going to Penglai Island to find death.

Is this a retreat, boring?

For monks, the process of enlightenment must be boring, but if there is an increase in cultivation, even if it is a little bit, it will be so cool that it will fly.

But well...... For Jiang Lin.

Although it is said that the realm ascension is very cool, I really can't stand enlightenment.

It's like you're stumbling on a physics problem, and it's just painful.

It can be said that every retreat Jiang Lin had in the past was not because of any Dao heart.

I have to say why.

That is, Jiang Lin, this guy doesn't know where his Tao is.

How to talk about what the Dao heart gains.

Therefore, every retreat Jiang Lin had before was because there was a problem with the Sun and Moon practitioners, and he felt that there was something he didn't understand well, so he called a retreat......

And this kind of retreat because of the practice is very fast......

Coupled with Jiang Lin's character of putting it aside if you can't figure it out, it's not just fast.

Basically, the total number of retreats in the eight years of Jianglin Monastery has not exceeded five times, or even more than a month......

Of course, Jiang Lin can enter the realm of sea viewing within eight years, and even enter the realm of Longmen.

In a sense, Jiang Lin...... He's a genius indeed......

This time, however......

It seems that something happened to the ......

......

As usual, when he got up early in the morning, Jiang Lin brushed his teeth with the waterfall water, washed his face, and walked ten times as a broadcast gymnastics.

In the end, Jiang Lin picked up the first snow and drew a horizontal line on a tree next to the waterfall.

I wrote a "positive" word and added two more horizontals.

In other words, I've been here for seven days......

In the past seven days, Jiang Lin went to bed late and got up early.

In addition to washing his face, brushing his teeth, eating breakfast, and writing the word "zheng" on the big tree, the first thing he did was to close his spiritual aura, and then stand on the stone with the first snow and keep waving at the waterfall that was so huge that he felt small.

But the problem is, let alone breaking a hole in the waterfall and breaking the waterfall.

Jiang Lin was seriously skeptical that his sword qi had cut out the slightest splash......

Whether it is the fantasy world or the cultivation world, in Jiang Lin's view, all the means of attack are nothing more than two.

Physical damage as well as spell damage.

Martial arts use martial arts true qi to strengthen themselves, which is a physical attack.

And the magic that the monk chanted was a magical attack.

As for sword cultivation, it is mainly based on physical total, supplemented by magic attacks.

One sword breaks the world, one sword breaks ten thousand laws, and the rest of the laws are just for the better use of the sword.

The spells created by using the characteristics of the natal flying sword are good, but the sword is always a sword, and the sword cultivation relies on a sword in the hand!

No matter what kind of flying sword's natal supernatural powers, it is only for the sake of the sword itself.

As the predecessors of Ten Mile said.

He has been using the cold nature of Hatsuyuki to create various spells, and for himself, Hatsuyuki is like a tool for casting spells, but he ignores Hatsuyuki's sword itself.

His own use of the sword qi of the first snow and the comprehension of the first snow itself are very rare.

Even strictly speaking, except for having a natal flying sword, he is no longer a strict sword cultivator.

With a thought, the first snow flew out of Jiang Lin's acupoint.

After a few spins in the air, the first snow like an embroidery needle turned into the size of a normal flying sword and landed in Jiang Lin's palm.

Habitually pulling a sword flower, Jiang Lin closed his acupoint and stood in front of the waterfall.

For sword cultivators, if there is no spiritual power provided by the master, then the natal flying sword is just an ordinary long sword (of course, even if it is an ordinary long sword, it is much better than those famous weapons in the mortal dust).

Seriously, if it weren't for the fact that the senior of Shili closed the spiritual aperture and held a branch to demonstrate to Jiang Lin.

gave Jiang Lin the confidence (illusion) that he could do it himself, and on the third day, Jiang Lin probably rolled up the covers and left.

And under this kind of self-confidence (illusion), Jiang Lin felt that even if the realm of the ten miles of seniors was higher, how high could it be? It can't be the Ascension Realm, right?

Since it is not the Flying Ascension Realm, even if it is a sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm, if the spiritual aperture is closed, then it will not be able to use spiritual power, except for the relatively strong physical fitness (the monk realm can feed back the body, but compared to the martial arts, the feedback is very limited), there is nothing else.

And I still have the first snow, not a branch, which shouldn't be......

it! This waterfall can't be poisonous, right?!

After being depressed and doubting his life every day, Jiang Lin, who accepted the reality, was already sitting on the edge of the waterfall and boiling eggs and preserved eggs and lean porridge.

People are iron rice and steel, although they say that they can open the valley, but they can't eat food, what fun is there in life.

After breakfast, Jiang Lin continued to wave the first snow in his hand at the waterfall.

It wasn't until noon that Jiang Lin already felt that his arm was not his own, and he was tired of condensing the sword qi of Chu Xue, so he gave up.

Lying on the boulder, Jiang Lin had no love on his face.

Sometimes Jiang Lin even wanted to simply let go of the spiritual aperture, and he could swing it with a sword.

But Jiang Lin had a feeling.

I feel that even if I unlock the spiritual aperture and swing it with all my might, this waterfall will not be able to break it......

If that's the case, then I'll definitely give up.

It's like if you play solo with one foot with others, it's okay if you can't win, but if you use both hands and find that you can't win, then you're cheating.

That's when you have to doubt your life......

"Chu Xue, is it true that your master and I are still too vegetable......"

Holding the first snow high, Jiang Lin sighed softly.

In the past five days, after sealing the spiritual aperture, Jiang Lin could only rely on the connection of his mind and spirit to exert Chu Xue's sword qi.

In this way, the amount of Chu Xue's sword qi that can be brought into play depends entirely on how closely Jiang Lin and Chu Xue's mental connection is.

And the connection between sword cultivation and the Natal Flying Sword closely depends on how much the owner knows about the Natal Flying Sword.

The Natal Flying Sword is born from the birth of sword cultivation, and no sword cultivator's Natal Flying Sword is the same, so the Natal Flying Sword is also regarded as the root bone of sword cultivation.

If a monk breaks off the Natal Flying Sword, it is equivalent to cutting off his own cultivation root bones, and the immortal bridge that communicates various spiritual apertures in his body will also break.

At that time, let alone practice, even if you become an ordinary person, you will be weak and sickly, and your life will be short.

Therefore, the natal flying sword is the life of the sword cultivator, and the sword dies, this is not an empty word.

However, the death of a person is not necessarily the death of a sword.

In the Sword Cultivation Sect, if the sect master or any elder has exhausted his qi, he will generally cut off the connection with the natal flying sword and leave the flying sword to future generations to enhance the strength of his sect.

After all, the refined flying sword can be used as a magic weapon to protect oneself, how good is that......

Therefore, the natal flying sword is an interdependent relationship with sword cultivation, and the two are the closest brothers and sisters, which is not excessive, or even worse.

Jiang Lin thought that he had learned enough about his own brother Chu Xue.

After all, we've been together for so many years, and I've been in love for a long time......

As a result, these seven days have been ...... It seems that something is wrong.

Jiang Lin found that he didn't know about Chu Xue at all, otherwise how could the degree of unity with Chu Xue's sword heart be so low......

"Are we plastic brothers?"

Looking at the first snow, Jiang Lin was sad......

And Chu Xue didn't even bother to sword Ming, so she didn't say a word, and even wanted to give Jiang Lin a roll of her eyes.

Carefully looking at the first snow that accompanies me day and night, I have to say that my first snow is really beautiful.

The whole body is as transparent as ice and snow forging, the sword body is light and sharp, and the simple notches do not feel the middle two, but give people a sense of art carved in the air, just like a graceful woman in a white elegant dress standing in the snow.

As soon as the hilt of the sword was grasped, there was a slight chill, and that feeling of taking advantage of the hand made Jiang Lin feel that there was no sword in the world that could compare to the first snow.

Even if he is an immortal soldier, he will not exchange Chu Xue with him.

"Alas, the first snow, it's the master that I have been snubbing you and haven't really understood you."

Jiang Lin flicked Chu Xue's sword body, as if she was playing the door of her head.

After a long time, Jiang Lin sat up,

Anyway, I've been tired for seven days, and I don't want to give up like that.

"Chu Xue, don't worry, master, I will definitely give full play to your sword energy! I will definitely not use you as a tool sword for spell engines anymore. ”

Words landed.

Listening to Jiang Lin's words, Chu Xue seemed to make a slight sound.

"Huh? Could it be that at the beginning of the snow, you are encouraging the master of me? Jiang Lin's eyes were wet all of a sudden, "Don't worry about the first snow!" I'll treat you well! Get to know you better! Become the best intimate host in the world! ”

The first snow sword let out another sword sound.

"Hatsuyuki, you mean, let me not work too hard?" Jiang Lin hugged Chu Xue and rubbed it, "Don't worry about Chu Xue, all the hard work is worth it, I will definitely work hard!" ”

“......”

In fact, Chu Xue had been scolding Jiang Lin just now, but with Jiang Lin's strong brain replenishment ability, Chu Xue no longer swordsman, for fear that he would kiss him a few times.

Holding the sword in front of him, standing on the stone of the waterfall, even if it is a closed spiritual aperture, but he is also concerned about the first snow, this is the connection between the master and the natal flying sword.

Above the sword qi is the sword intent!

Only when you truly master the sword qi of Chu Xue will you derive the sword intent that you have realized for the way of the sword.

Only based on the sword intent of one's own natal flying sword can one refer to the sword intent of others.

Do the so-called "enlightenment", so as to melt the other party's sword intent comprehension into your own things.

Otherwise, it will be noisy.

A person doesn't even know the sword intent of his own natal flying sword, so how dare he understand the sword intent of the other party's others?

This is the reason why Jiang Lin never touched the sword intent that the sword spirit predecessor gave him.

In the eyes of the sword spirit seniors, Jiang Lin already had his own sword intent, after all, sword cultivation, the moment he stepped into the cave realm, he had his own basic sword intent.

But the question is...... Jiang Lin really didn't have ......

Closing his eyes, Jiang Lin sensed the existence of Chu Xue, and was perceiving the sword aura emitted by Chu Xue as usual.

Condensing the sword qi of the first snow, Jiang Lin slowly raised it, wanting to swing the sword as usual.

However, when Jiang Lin raised the first snow high above his head, he never waved it down.

Because Jiang Lin and Chu Xue broke off the connection of spiritual power, only the connection of the mind and spirit existed, so although it felt that Chu Xue's sword qi was a little weak, it was more innocent.

Gradually, for some reason, a strange feeling began to penetrate into his palm from the first snow, and then invaded his blood, like spiritual power, but more like ...... Sword Qi .....

Like the tip of the ice thorn, but also like the blade of the ice blade, the frosty sword qi is full of coldness and danger, as if as long as Chu Xue is not careful, his blood vessels will be cut by Chu Xue.

Jiang Lin did not stop the first snow, but let the first snow enter his body.

Every time that frost sword qi passed through a place in his body, the blood was coagulated and the blood vessels were frozen.

In the end, Chu Xue's sword qi invaded Jiang Lin's heart.

In an instant, Jiang Lin's heart froze into an ice sculpture and had stopped beating.

Jiang Lin, who was holding the long sword high, exuded a cold aura all over his body, and under his skin seemed to be purple frozen and prominent veins.

White frost began to cover Jiang Lin's skin layer by layer, like a glacier.

A silver-haired and silver-eyed girl in a white dress floated behind Jiang Lin.

The girl stretched out her arms and wrapped her arms around his neck, like snowy cheeks clinging to him,

Some are naughty, but some are also well-behaved, and they like to wear white dresses and barefoot to float in the air and cushion perfect snow feet.

The bell on the white ankle rings crisply.

vertex