"It's not a set of swordsmanship, it just changes randomly." Fakong shook his head and said: "When swordsmanship reaches a certain level, you can just pick it up at will. There is no need to pursue any move or style."

"Uncle, can we reach this level?" Zhou Yang asked hurriedly.

Fa Kong nodded.

Zhou Yang asked: "With our qualifications, when can we reach such a state?"

Fakong looked him over.

Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yuchuling also stared at him closely.

Fakong shook his head.

Zhou Yang said hurriedly: "Is there no way to tell?"

"It still depends on you." Fakong said: "Your level of hard work, understanding, and luck."

Zhou Yang asked again: "Then how can we do it?"

"Practice more, learn more, watch more, and think more." Fakong said: "The four of you need to practice different sword techniques, learn from each other, and clash with your thoughts to burst out inspiration. Then, if you practice hard without stopping, you will hopefully achieve it."

They already have an advantage: speed.

Their speed is higher than others, the effect of Tianyun Fruit is extraordinary, coupled with their Qinggong and body skills.

This gives them the conditions to arrive first, first to arrive, and to take their time.

All that's left is to practice a few more sets of exquisite swordsmanship, then practice the swordsmanship to the state of transformation, meditate on it, and integrate it into your own blood. After mastering it, you will naturally reach the state where you can wield it freely.

They are all highly qualified people, and as long as they work hard, they can eventually reach whatever level they can reach.

Zhou Yang's eyes shone brightly and his face showed longing.

He fancied that he had reached such a level of practice, and that with just a single sword move, he would be extremely wonderful and wonderful.

This is the real swordsmanship.

Xu Qingluo shook her head secretly.

Junior Brother is too naive. If Master's state is really easy, why haven't they seen any of them so far?

I and others are far inferior to Master.

She took out a thin booklet from her arms and handed it to Fakong: "Master, this is the general outline."

Fa Kong took it, but it was a thin book made of silver. The light flashed brighter than the color of silver.

The hand is heavy and cool.

My heart also sank and became peaceful.

This book has the effect of clearing the mind, calming the mind, and driving away distracting thoughts.

Fa Kong opened it and flipped through the pages carelessly. He quickly read the sixteen pages, closed them and nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, is this it?" Xu Qingluo smiled.

Fakong nodded: "That's it, the general outline of Jinghui Sect's martial arts."

Xu Qingluo frowned: "But it doesn't contain martial arts techniques, it just talks about a theory."

Fakong said: "This theory is the foundation. You have not understood the formation and utilization of demonic thoughts after reading it."

Xu Qingluo shook her head gently.

Fakong said: "That's because you haven't experienced enough. In another ten years, you will be able to sense the existence of demonic thoughts."

He shook his head and sighed: "Jinghui Sect... the disciples of later generations are really unworthy and have gone astray."

They looked at him curiously.

Ever since I stepped into the Medicine Valley, a warm breath has circulated in my body, but it was the rejuvenation spell that was at work.

But it was the blessing method cast by Fa Kong, and the entire Medicine Valley was shrouded in a rejuvenation spell, full of vitality.

"This method should be born out of a branch of Buddhism." Fakong muttered: "It talks about how to control the inner demons. They should not be called Jinghui Sect, but should be called Demon Control Sect."

"Please ask Master to clear up the confusion." Xu Qingluo said knowingly.

Fakong pondered, his eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and said warmly: "Everyone who is born in this world must have many thoughts such as frustration and pain. They seem to dissipate, but in fact they do not dissipate. Instead, they accumulate deep in the heart and eventually condense into inner demons.

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The four nodded.

Fakong said: "As the saying goes, the devil is as high as the Tao. The power of inner demons is astonishing. However, ordinary people often cannot trigger the power of inner demons. Only practitioners can more easily touch it."

"Master, we don't seem to feel it." Xu Qingluo said.

"You?" Fakong shook his head: "You are not considered cultivators, just martial arts practitioners."

Xu Qingluo and the four of them looked at each other helplessly.

Fakong said: "What the Jinghui Sect wants to do is to use the power of the inner demon and harness the power of the inner demon for its own use."

He sighed: "This is a very clever method."

Inner demons are like water, they keep accumulating, and eventually they will explode, causing the whole person to collapse and go crazy.

It can range from self-destruction to suicide, or it can lead to destruction of others and then self-destruction.

By using the inner demons, the Jinghui Sect is actually reducing the inner demons, which is really a very clever method.

But tapping into your inner demons is also a double-edged sword.

In order to increase the power of their inner demons, they have to strengthen their inner demons. The shortcut to strengthening their inner demons is to become extreme.

The more extreme it is, the easier it is to become angry, and the stronger the inner demons are.

In the end, they are more like the Demon Sect than the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, and are more extreme and dangerous.

Thinking of this, he shook his head: "This method can be used as a life-saving method, but it cannot be used as a common method."

"Master, are we not cultivators?" Xu Qingluo asked curiously: "Is cultivation really different from practicing martial arts?"

"Quietness and stillness to reach the deepest level of tranquility is the method of practice." Fakong said: "What you are practicing is the method of movement, which is contrary to the method of practice."

Xu Qingluo frowned.

When she practiced the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra, she also had to reach an extremely deep level of tranquility in order to condense her Dharma body.

Fakong looked at her: "The tranquility that the heart wants to achieve is actually movement, not true tranquility."

Xu Qingluo nodded.

Fakong said: "Do you three want to practice this?"

Chu Ling said: "Can we practice?"

"Your demonic thoughts have accumulated enough and are powerful enough." Fakong said, "You can practice now."

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu have experienced ups and downs in life, and their whole family was wiped out. Although their lives are peaceful and beautiful now, they seem to have lost their psychological trauma, but it is actually accumulated deep in their hearts.

Chu Ling and Xu Qingluo were terminally ill since they were children. They experienced a lot of pain and suffering, and they also had deep evil thoughts.

"Then master, please teach us this method." Xu Qingluo said hurriedly.

Zhou Yang said: "Uncle, if we master this technique, how powerful will it be when we use it?"

"It should be twice as powerful as when you used the secret technique." Fakong said.

They use secret techniques to squeeze out the power of a month or two or three months, and their cultivation level can surge to between two and three times in an instant.

No matter how strong it is, I can't bear it anymore.

If you control the demonic thoughts, you can become several times stronger in an instant, and the power you take up is not your own power, but the power of the demonic thoughts.

It's like being possessed by a god or demon.

This method is mysterious, but reaching it is difficult and dangerous.

The Purity Sect divides it into four parts: Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, each with its own unique martial arts method, which reduces the difficulty of practice and also weakens the power.

The Jinghui Sect is difficult to practice, but for Xu Qingluo and others, it is not difficult to master it.

There are mind-purifying mantras and body-fixing mantras that can help them calm their minds and calm their minds, and even allow them to experience death and completely return to silence.

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A bright moon hangs in the night sky.

The clear moonlight enveloped Shenjing.

In Li Ying's small courtyard, the lights were brightly lit, and she was wielding her sword like a waterfall, casting clear shadows that gradually filled the entire courtyard.

After Fakong appeared, Li Ying put away her sword and stood up.

Glancing around, Fakong smiled.

Li Ying was cold and cold.

Fakong waved his hand.

The broad sleeves of the purple gold cassock flicked.
To be continued...