The sword-crazed old man was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you ask me to watch the sword? I realized it."

"Nonsense, it's only been half a year, how could you realize it? I think it's obvious that your kid has an unstable mind and can't bear the loneliness."

"Look, if this is what you want me to understand, I don't know what it is called, but it suddenly appeared in the back of my mind."

Luo Feng quickly sat cross-legged, his technique a bit unfamiliar.

Suddenly, he saw a golden light bursting out from the depths of Luo Feng's eyebrows.

Although the light was very weak, it instantly enveloped the entire room like a tide.

"This is..." Jian Kuang old man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had seen something incredible.

He stared at the light in this golden world and slowly stretched out his hands to touch it.

"Oh my God, how is that possible?" The old man Jian Kuang sat down on the ground with tears in his eyes. "I have spent thirty years of loneliness. Why can someone master it in just half a year?"

"Then it looks like it is it?" Luo Feng was very calm, "Actually, it should be faster. I ignored it at the time. It was not that big originally. It should be the size of a firefly at first, until it suddenly became bigger.

Got up, so what is this?”

"Jianxin, good boy, this is the sword's heart. Only by growing the sword's heart can you step into the high altar of swordsmanship. You have mastered the sword's heart at such a young age. I think the ancestor of the Ji family was also around this age.

ah."

"Could it be that God sees me as pitiful and really wants to help me realize my dream and gives me hope?"

The sword-crazed old man felt the bath of golden light.

He has never seen such a pure sword heart, even he can't compare to it.

"My child, you...you are really a genius with swords. I am sure now that you will fight your way in the sword field in the future. Your future is limitless."

Luo Feng secretly said, "I don't really matter, I think Ji Zhantian is the strongest, but it's a pity, you will definitely not teach him, after all, Ji Zhantian's surname is Ji."

"Then I've succeeded. Now you can teach me the second step."

"Yes, of course," the old man Jian Kuang hurriedly pulled Luo Feng out of the thatched house as if he had taken a stimulant, and said seriously, "With Jian Xin, everything is possible."

"The sword shape is the core. Now that you have mastered the sword's heart, now comes the most important step, come on."

At this time, the old man Jian Kuang seemed to have changed into a different person. His whole body was shaking with excitement, and he was almost unsteady on the road.

He brought Luo Feng to the waterfall and said seriously, "Everyone's way of understanding is different, which leads to everyone's sword heart being different."

"And the true purpose of obtaining the sword's heart is to create your own sword style."

"Those so-called sword masters and sword immortals only teach future generations the sword styles that suit them. But you have to understand that everyone's sword heart is the same, which greatly reduces the power of the sword styles used by the younger generations."

"Now I want you to try to create your own sword style through the insight that created the sword heart."

Luo Feng asked doubtfully, "I created it myself?"

"Yes, whether it's the Fulong Kendo style of the ancestor of the Ji family or my Yin-Yang Pisces Kendo style, they all evolved on the basis of my own sword heart."

"Now that you have the key, you have to strike while the iron is hot, create your own sword style, and continue to improve it over time."

Luo Feng was so smart that he naturally quickly understood what the sword-crazy old man meant. He snapped his fingers and said, "I understand, wait, let's figure out one and a half moves before dawn."

"Okay, okay, go quickly, I will protect you."

Immediately, Luo Feng sat cross-legged on the spot, golden light flashing between his eyebrows.

At the same time, one of the terrifying talents of the unity of nature and man, "Inner Evolution", unfolded, and Luo Feng entered it.

Time slowed down here, and Luo Feng, infected by the golden light of the sword heart, began to think about his own sword style.

Luo Feng learned many sword styles, which were learned by his seniors who had led him the way.

Old Madman, Kui Peishan, Ji Family...

Those sword moves penetrated deeply into Luo Feng's mind.

In fact, for the last sword of the Twelve Swords, Kui Peishan had already prepared for Luo Feng to understand the heart of the sword.

Isn’t that what the twelfth sword is, the Sword of Change?

Luo Feng got inspiration from the twelfth sword and began to extend it.

...

The morning sun rose slowly, and the sunlight penetrated the clouds and hit the depths of Luo Feng's eyebrows.

At this moment, a sword energy shot up into the sky, punching a hole in the sky.

The terrifying sword energy swept across all directions, with Jianhao Peak as its source, turning into an endless ocean and heading towards the mountains and rivers outside.

The terrifying sword energy caused the beasts in the forest to roar, drawing the attention of nearby warriors.

"It's a success, it's really a success," the sword-crazed old man danced amid the overwhelming sword aura.

Only Luo Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, was seen three hundred feet away from the ground, sitting cross-legged in the void.

As Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes, a roar of dragons and tigers resounded throughout the world.

"boom!"

A sword came out from Luo Feng's sword. It was a sword, a sword that returned to nature.

But this sword was extremely unusual, splitting the entire sky into two.

"It's not bad. With the so-called heart of the sword, it seems that the sword energy is more decisive and firm."

The power was second, and what surprised Luo Feng the most was that it fit him very well.

"What do you want to name this sword, kid? Hurry up and name it," the sword-mad old man below said excitedly.

"Name it?" Luo Feng thought for a while, but he really couldn't think of any interesting names. He suddenly thought of naming Shi Wushuang the Dog Fighting Sword Style half a year ago, and said leisurely, "Then it's called the Dog Fighting Sword Skill."

Bar."

The sword-crazy old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "It's a good swordsmanship to beat a dog. If you beat a dog with a sword, your sword has an embryonic form. It will depend on how you extend it on this basis."

Luo Feng was confused, "It still needs to be extended, I plan to use this sword."

"What?" The sword-crazy old man was stunned, "Just one sword?"

"Yes, a sword."

"No, of course the more the better. I have thirty-six sword styles, with more variations. Even the ancestor of the Ji family, Zui Kuang, has nine styles, but you have only one."

Luo Feng cursed and said, "You old guys like to make fancy things, which makes it take time for the younger generations to learn. My original intention with this sword is to achieve quick results in a short time without wasting time. What I pay attention to is being domineering and arrogant."

"I can defeat a million swords with one sword. Isn't this more chic?"

The old man Jian Kuang was stunned. He suddenly realized that this boy was even more wild and free-spirited than the ancestor of the Ji family back then.

Thanks to his free and easy attitude, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to master the sword's heart in a short time.

Perhaps his swordsmanship is domineering, and freedom and ease are his core concepts.

"Okay, okay, good, good, then you can go out."

"He's out of the mountain now?" Luo Feng said.

"Well, the rest can only be understood by yourself based on your talent. You have already mastered the most difficult sword heart."

"The so-called master leads you in, and your practice depends on the individual. Congratulations, my son, for stepping into the true realm of swordsmanship."

"Then let's go down the mountain," Luo Feng landed on the ground and stretched, asking, "What's going on in the Guangming Emperor Temple now? I've been here for so long and I don't know anything."

The Guangming Emperor Temple has the "Emperor God List."

"That is a testimony to the existence of strength. Nowadays, there are several good talents in the Emperor God List who are good at it, and they are constantly setting new records."

"Emperor God List?" Luo Feng touched his chin, "How can I refresh the record?"

"The Emperor God List is divided into different sections. You can refresh the Sword Domain Emperor God List first."

"So there are more Emperor God Lists in different fields?"

"Well, yes, physical training, Qi training, sword training, rune warlock, puppet warlock, etc., the final total points can be ranked on the general emperor's list."

"It's interesting," Luo Feng touched his chin, "What's the benefit of being at the top of the total points?"

"The benefits are huge. The more points you have, the more you can get the remains of ancient civilizations ahead and explore opportunities."

"You have to know that there are still many ancient civilization relics laid down by the Temple of the Emperor of Light. There are hundreds of them in total, and eighteen of them are the most rich and dangerous."

"Even if the emperor goes to those eighteen places, he must be fully prepared."

"There is exactly one month left. I heard that the old emperor will take the top 100 emperors and gods to enter the seventeenth ancient civilization ruins to explore opportunities."

After all, Luo Feng burned the potential detection instrument at that time, and the Guangming Emperor Temple planned to try his luck to see if he could find a new instrument.

The sword-crazed old man thought for a while, "But I think the time is too short. I'm afraid you won't be able to reach the hundredth place."

"Is there a way to get points quickly?"

"Yes," said the old man Jian Kuang, "challenge people with high points."

Luo Feng nodded, "That's easy. I'm good at refreshing records. The old man will wait for me for a month and show you how I refresh the records."
To be continued...