"Spring goes and autumn comes, and the sun rises and the moon falls, which makes me understand that with the power of man, it seems powerful, but it is limited in the end. And there are not only people between heaven and earth, flowers, plants, trees, fish, insects, birds, beasts, sun, moon and stars. Only by absorbing the power of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers can we break through the limits of the human body, but the road ahead is already blurred."

Finally, the old man seemed tired, waved his hand to Zhang Yueqiu and issued an order to expel him, "You go and rest, your room is ready long ago."

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Zhang Yueqiu to respond.

Looking at the other party's old and lonely back, Zhang Yueqiu thought to himself, I'm afraid there must be reluctance and helplessness in it. How can it be easier to make swordsmanship clear and break through the limits of physics?

And how can we absorb the power hidden in the world? Zhang Yueqiu has been thinking about this question since the old senior came back.

As soon as he came back, Zhang Yueqiu moved to a villa in a relatively remote area.

In fact, there have always been people in the family making fun of Zhang Yueqiu's ignorance and staying away from the family's industrial center. But who knows that Zhang Yueqiu's dream of not belonging to this era and pursuing swordsmanship?

What is the difference between people who have no dreams but only interests and humans in the Stone Age? They just live for survival, for the little material benefits, even if they exceed the physical needs.

The clouds and smoke are misty, and a lonely peak rises proudly, entering the sky, standing proudly in a vast hill, accepting the worship of thousands of mountains, standing straight between the heaven and earth like an emperor.

There are lush trees growing on countless hills, only this mountain is bare and inserted like a sword between the heaven and the earth, proclaiming its arrogance to the heaven and the earth.

Zhang Yueqiu is practicing in this mountain now. Since he came back, he has devoted himself to this new path.

Although his swordsmanship has not reached the highest level where he can see through the structure of the human body, the realm is focused on understanding, especially on physical practice.

Besides, in this world, there are not many people who specialize in swordsmanship, and Zhang Yueqiu can only accumulate by spending his own time.

Now every morning and evening, Zhang Yueqiu sits on the top of the mountain with his sword in his heart, calming his mind and feeling everything around him quietly.

Everything in nature, the gentle wind gently caresses past the body, and the flowing clouds slowly stretch in the sky.

This gentle nature sometimes became violent in the next moment. The originally quiet wind was like a knife, cutting it on his body one by one.

However, Zhang Yueqiu is also a person with great perseverance. He lets it blow wind and rain, just hold his sword cross-legged.

In this way, I kept practicing swords. When I was tired, I sat down to experience nature. When I was rested, I continued to practice. At night, I had to enter the dream world and increase my time to realize.

This day was refreshing and Chen Zhao practiced his sword on the top of the mountain. No, to be precise, it should be because he was enlightening the sword. He placed the sword on his knees and closed his eyes.

If you don’t go to see, listen, or even think about anything, your heart is empty.
Chapter completed!