Xuan Huan: You dare to come and cancel my engagement, and you still want to leave completely?

As far as the eye can see, there are towering snow-capped mountains, and heavy snow falls, but it cannot stain the corners of Su Han's clothes.

Even though it was the second time that Xiao Ran saw his master using the sword to move space, he still felt a turmoil in his heart.

"However, do you know how to hold a sword?"Su Han put down his raised right hand, put the sword behind his back, and asked Xiao Ran one word at a time.

Xiao Ran picked up a black sword at his waist, held the hilt, and answered seriously :

"When holding the sword, rotate your left arm internally, hold the hilt with your palm facing back, place your palm on the left sword grid, clasp the inner sword grid with your thumb, clasp the outer sword grid with your middle finger, ring finger and little finger, and keep your index finger straight on the sword hilt. , so that the plane of the sword body is close to the forearm and vertically behind the left arm."

Xiao Ran is indeed a swordsman from Shenjian 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.

The disciples Su Han likes to teach the most are people like Xiao Ran who are willing to lower their heads and learn humbly and have solid basic skills.

Such a genius is the kind of person who can master everything at a glance

""Of course, Master really wants to praise you." Su Han paused and said,"But, in fact, you haven't even mastered the most basic skills of holding a sword."

Hearing this, Xiao Ran's body was shaken and he said,"Jin Ting. Master’s teachings!"

"You don't have to belittle yourself, not only you, but no one in the entire Zhigao Continent really knows how to hold a sword." Su Han said with a little sword light in his pupils. After that, Su Han raised the sword in his hand and pointed at a snow mountain in front of him.

"Of course, you remember it"

"The sword we hold is not simply holding the hilt with our fingers"

"A true swordsman does not have a sword in his hand, but he has a sword in his heart."

As he said that, Su Han let go of his hand, and the sword in his hand fell and stuck on the thick snow.

At this moment, Su Han's hand was just holding it empty, and there was no sword.

"The posture of holding the sword is not important, what is important is what kind of sword you are holding"

"The sword of revenge in the blood sea, the sword of justice that helps the world, or the sword of loneliness that reaches the nine heavens alone?"

"I can't figure out why I hold the sword, and I can't really hold the sword."

The surrounding wind and snow began to rage and swarm with every word Su Han spoke.

Every word Su Han spoke directly pointed to the origin of swordsmanship. Every word and deed can affect the surrounding environment and achieve the goal of speaking. Exiting the realm of Fa Sui.

Suddenly, Xiao Ran's pupils narrowed slightly, as if he had caught something, and a bright feeling emerged in his heart.

"Remember, it’s not the sword you hold, but your heart!"

The words fell.

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

Boom!!!

A loud noise resounded through the sky.

The towering ten thousand year snow mountain in front was cut across and fell.

It was like, There was a huge sword, which cut across the snowy mountain.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran's body trembled slightly, and goose bumps appeared one by one.

Su Han withdrew his right hand.

From the beginning to the end, there was no sword in Su Han's hand..

But split open the thousand-year snow mountain in front of him.

This scene is deeply imprinted in Xiao Ran's heart. Whenever he thinks about it, his whole body will be numb with excitement.

Even later, Xiao Ran became a generation of sword gods. This scene of Master The image of him slashing the snow-capped mountains with his sword without a sword often inspired him to keep moving forward.

"However, although you hold the sword in your hand, you are not really holding the sword." Su Han put his hands behind his back and said seriously,"What you have to do is to find your inner belief and find out why you hold the sword."

"The day when you really hold the sword is the day when you will become a master of swordsmanship." After that

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

Suddenly, his thoughts drifted out, in the vast snow-capped mountains. floating...

Finally, he realized something and caught something.

Finally, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the majestic sword intent spread out in ripples.

The eighth realm of swordsmanship!

Xiao Ran only understood the meaning of holding a sword, but did not find the true faith to hold a sword, so he broke into the eighth realm!

"Master, what’s going on? I actually...", Xiao Ran looked at his hands in disbelief. He couldn't believe that he had broken through the seventh realm so easily and reached the eighth realm.

"You will know the day when you truly find the meaning of holding a sword." Su Han turned around, looked at the rolling snow-capped mountains, and said casually.

Su Han did not tell Xiao Ran directly that there are actually nineteen realms in the way of swordsmanship.

In fact, as long as you reach" If you don’t have a sword in your hand and hold the sword with your heart, you can enter the twelfth realm.

"Master, if I truly grasp the meaning of holding a sword, will I reach the Nine Realms?"Xiao Ran looked at the master's back and asked expectantly.

"Will do."Su Han turned around and showed a rare smile.

Hearing this,

Xiao Ran's face turned red, and in his pupils, there was nothing but admiration for the master.

He knelt down on one knee and shouted loudly:" Master! I, Xiao Ran, will never let down my master’s teachings!"

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

"You have an epiphany in your heart, then think about it carefully."

After saying that, Su Han thought about walking under the snow-capped mountains.

As Su Han took a step forward, the surrounding scene changed again, returning to the purple bamboo forest of Luoxia Peak.

Looking at the teacher Zun's figure disappeared from sight, Xiao Ran clenched his fist, and his pupils glowed.

He was about to start looking for what it means to hold a sword!