Xuanhuan: Dare to come to revoke my marriage, and still want to leave completely?

As far as the eye can see, there are towering snowy mountains, and the snow of goose feathers is falling down, but it cannot stain Su Han’s unrestrained clothes.

Even if Xiao Ran saw Master Zun using kendo to transfer space for the second time, his heart still set off terrifying waves.

“Son, do you know how to hold a sword?” Su Han lowered his right hand, which Ping was carrying, and carried the sword behind him, asking Xiao Ran word for word.

Xiao Ran picked up a black sword around his waist, grasped the hilt of the sword, and replied seriously:

“When holding the sword, rotate the left arm inward, hold the hilt of the sword with the palm facing back, the palm is attached to the left sword grid, the thumb clasp the inner sword grid, the middle finger, ring finger and little finger buckle the outer sword grid, and the index finger is extended to the hilt, so that the sword body is flat against the forearm, hanging behind the left arm.”

Xiao Ran is worthy of being the sword of the Shen Sword Holy Land, and his basic skills are extremely solid.

Hearing this, Su Han nodded approvingly.

“Yes, your basic skills are very solid,” Su Han praised.

Su Han’s favorite disciple to teach was Xiao Ran, a person who was willing to bow his head and study with an open mind, and who had solid basic skills.

Such a genius is the kind of person who understands everything at all.

“Ran’er, Master really wants to praise you” Su Han paused and said, “But, in fact, you don’t really master even the most basic sword grip

.”

Hearing this, Xiao Ran’s body shook tremendously and he said, “Listen to the teachings of the Master!” ”

“You don’t have to be arrogant, not only you, but also the sword cultivation of the entire Zhigao Continent, no one really knows how to hold the sword,” Su Han’s pupils lit up with a sword and said word by word.

After speaking, Su Han raised the sword in his hand and pointed to a snowy mountain in front of him.

“Oh, you remembered.”

“The sword we hold is not simply a finger clasp to the hilt.”

“A true sword cultivator has no sword in his hand, but he has a sword in his heart.”

With that, Su Han let go of his hand, and the sword in his hand fell into the thick snow.

At this moment, Su Han’s hand was only holding it in a vacuum, and there was no sword.

“It doesn’t matter what posture you hold the sword, what matters is what kind of sword you are holding.”

“The sword of vengeance in the Blood Sea, the sword of justice that supports the world, or the sword of solitude for nine days?”

“I can’t find why I hold the sword, and I can’t really hold the sword.”

The surrounding wind and snow, as Su Han said every word, began to rage.

Every word of Su Han points directly to the origin of Kendo, and all words and deeds can affect the surrounding environment and achieve the realm of following the Fa.

Suddenly, Xiao Ran’s pupils shrunk, as if he had caught something, and a clear feeling appeared in his heart.

“Remember, it’s not the sword that is held, it’s your heart!”

Words fall.

Su Han’s pupils shrank and his right hand trembled slightly.

Rumble!!!

A loud noise rang through the clouds.

The towering 10,000-year-old snow mountain in front of it was cut across and fell.

It was as if there was a huge sword, and one sword cut through the snowy mountain.

Seeing the situation, Xiao Ran’s body trembled slightly, and goosebumps bubbled out one by one.

Su Han withdrew his right hand.

From beginning to end, Su Han did not have a sword in his hand.

But it split the 10,000-year-old snow mountain in front of him.

This scene was deeply imprinted in Xiao Ran’s heart, and as long as he thought of it, he would be so excited that his whole body would tingle.

Even later, Xiao Ran became a generation of sword gods, and the scene of Master Zun having no sword in his hand, but the picture of the sword slashing the snow mountain often inspired him to keep moving forward.

“Ran’er, although you hold the sword in your hand, you really don’t really hold the sword” Su Han put his hands behind his back and said seriously, “What you have to do is to find your inner faith and find out why you hold the sword.” ”

“The day you actually hold the sword is the day you become a master of your kendo

.”

Words fall.

Xiao Ran closed his eyes, looking for the clarity in his heart.

Suddenly, his thoughts drifted out, floating in the vast snowy mountains….

In the end, he realized what he had and caught.

Finally, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the majestic sword intent spread out into a ripple.

Kendo Eighth Realm!

Xiao Ran only understood the meaning of holding the sword, and did not find the belief of truly holding the sword, so he broke into the eighth realm!

“Master, what is going on, I actually …”, Xiao Ran looked at his hands in disbelief, and he couldn’t believe that he had broken through the seventh realm so easily and arrived at the eighth realm.

“The day you really find the meaning of holding the sword, you will know,” Su Han said, turning around, looking at the rolling snowy mountains.

Su Han did not directly tell Xiao Ran that Kendo actually had nineteen realms.

In fact, as long as you reach the point of “no sword in your hand, hold the sword with your heart”, you can step into the twelfth realm.

“Master, if I really grasped the meaning of holding a sword, would I reach the Nine Realms?” Xiao Ran looked at Master’s back and asked expectantly.

“Yes.” Su Han turned around and showed a rare smile.

Hearsay.

Xiao Ran’s face was red, and in his pupils, there was nothing else but admiration and worship of Master.

He got down on one knee and shouted, “Master! I am very proud that I will not fail to live up to the teachings of the Master! ”

At this moment, Xiao Ran truly recognized Su Han as his master in his heart.

“If you have an epiphany in your heart, then think about it.”

After speaking, Su Han thought about walking down the snowy mountain.

With Su Han’s step out, the surrounding scene changed again, returning to the Purple Bamboo Forest of Luoxia Peak.

Watching the figure of Master Zun disappear into sight, Xiao Ran clenched his fists, and his pupils glowed.

He was about to start looking for what it meant to be a sword!