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Where these scars came from, Lu Huaiyuan knew best.In the past, his hands were also ordinary, not much different from other Taoist disciples. There were some thin calluses from years of sword practice, but there was nothing special about them.

The scars on his hands now were caused by him smashing the door when Shen Huaiyu locked him in the forbidden area.At that time, he had hammered his hands so badly that his muscles and bones could be seen, but he still couldn't break through that small layer of restriction.

It is not difficult to find the wound medicine for cultivating the Tao and nourishing people, if you put your heart into it.But Lu Huaiyuan stubbornly left the scar on this hand.

Time will take away some things, but sometimes, you don't want those things to go away from you.

Even when the memory surrounds me, all I can feel is pain.

In the end, he still didn't explode, suppressed the inexplicable anxiety in his heart, and continued to look carefully at the bluestone wall. This is the junction between the stone wall and reality. If he wants to break the restriction, he must start from here.

The wall that was just split by Lu Huaiyuan has returned to its original state at some point, and it looks the same as before he split it.Lu Huaiyuan got a little angry for no reason—what kind of bullshit illusion?This is his fantasy?His illusion is just such a wall?

It is said that illusions will reflect the strongest desire deep in his heart. Could it be that what Lu Huaiyuan desires most is to be blocked by a stone wall?

"Get out of the way." Lu Huaiyuan said coldly.

After hearing this, everyone behind him consciously dispersed to make room for Lu Huaiyuan.He gripped only the hilt of the sword with his scarred hand again.

How could the strongest desire in his heart be blocked by a wall?

Lu Huaiyuan swung his sword again, and the tip of the sword drew a long stream of light in the air, and hit the wall with a loud noise, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere, making it almost impossible for people to see clearly.

However, Lu Huaiyuan was very firm, and he was not moved by these things. Before the dust settled, he swung his sword again.

Qing Yunzong has been proud of the world for so many years, in addition to the previous thought of accepting disciples rather than indiscriminately leading to the emergence of talents, Qingyun swordsmanship also has a lot to do with it.Qingyun's swordsmanship is well-ordered, from the simple to the deep, reflected in the sword style, but from the simple to the complex, and then from the complex to the simple.Hanhai's first style still requires broadness, but when it comes to Xinxing, there is no such requirement, and the final style is shocking, and it only takes one sword to startle all four.

The reason why the last two moves are difficult to understand is because the sword intent in it is mysterious and mysterious, and few people can really comprehend it.Lu Huaiyuan is still young, and he thinks that he does not have the level to understand the last two moves, but with the help of inheritance, he can barely grasp the true meaning of Qingyun swordsmanship.

"Probably because the ancestors were also afraid that the Qingyun sect would fall into the hands of people who knew nothing, and the only way to do this was to lose their talents." Lu Huaiyuan thought to himself.

Since he finally comprehended the first movement of the heart, his swordsmanship skills have been improved to a higher level.Although no one dared to underestimate the young suzerain who drove the ducks to the shelves, Lu Huaiyuan was always a little uneasy in his heart.

Everything he does is unprecedented, and he has the right to be disturbed.

There was a long, almost inaudible sigh faintly in the air.

His sword momentum never stopped, and the saber that had accompanied him for many years now glowed with a unique brilliance.The heart moves with the heart, the heart comes first, the heart is the sword, and the sword moves with the heart.With the flashing sword light, Lu Huaiyuan kept splitting the stone walls in front of him.Can he really not surpass Shen Huaiyu... Is he really not as good as Shen Huaiyu, and is not suitable to be the successor of Qingyun Sect's suzerain?

He just doesn't want to.

He has clearly surpassed it.

Lu Huaiyuan suddenly stopped the momentum of the sword, and the saber in his hand spun around in the air, reflecting a perfect sword light.Lu Huaiyuan thought frantically—yes, he has surpassed it!

The senior brother who has been walking in front of him, the senior brother he wants to surpass no matter what, his time has been stagnant at that point forever!

Even if Lu Huaiyuan doesn't want to admit it anymore, he can't always stop in his heart like this.

With luck, he concentrated all his mind on the sword intent, swung the saber in his hand again, and slashed at the remnants of the stone wall in front of him.This sword is definitely earth-shattering - if Ye Gui used her sword to amaze everyone, then Lu Huaiyuan can also move everyone present with his sword now!

This is a far cry from Shen Lin's heart and sword intent - the swordsmanship has reached this level, there is no need to learn or not to learn.All the master can do is to demonstrate the sword to his disciples, but no matter how much he sees, the true meaning of the sword technique is hard to see.If you really want to comprehend it, it all depends on a little bit of luck in the dark.

The talent has arrived, and the fortune has also arrived, and the next things seem to be a matter of course.

This is his own mind.

Lu Huaiyuan's sword was too frightening.He could hardly hold back the momentum of the sword in his hand, causing the sword to drag out a long crack on the ground.People around gasped in surprise, but Lu Huaiyuan picked up the saber in his hand with distress and looked at it carefully.He stroked the blade lightly, pressed his fingers against the blade, and finally stopped at the place where the lettering was written on the hilt, carefully caressing the sunken notches one after another.

It's done, the illusion beyond the restriction has been broken.

Ye Qinqin rushed up bluffing, pulled Lu Huaiyuan around, and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"

"What can I do?" Lu Huaiyuan replied casually.

"You touched the wall just now, then you suddenly froze, and then you drew your sword and split the wall in front of you to pieces." Ye Qinqin said.

Lu Huaiyuan was startled, goosebumps all over his body: "What!"

Ye Qinqin gave him a disgusted look, and pressed his shoulder hard: "Just don't feel ashamed yourself."

This is really Lu Huaiyuan's illusion, he is the only one trapped in the illusion from the beginning to the end!

Lu Huaiyuan turned his head and looked innocently at the people behind him.Everyone really talked about it, and probably felt like Ye Qinqin that something was wrong with him suddenly. Among them, an old man with a snow-white beard looked into Lu Huaiyuan's eyes and smiled faintly.

Only then did Lu Huaiyuan suddenly realize that what happened just now was not an illusion.

The old man walked forward, walked in front of Lu Huaiyuan, and said to him: "Old man Qingmei Mountain finally opened alms, congratulations to Lu Xiaozong for breaking through the heart barrier, can I let the old man check this restriction?"

The people around were all silent after the old man appeared. After listening to the old man's words, they probably understood part of what happened just now - the reason why Lu Huaiyuan just stared blankly for a while and slashed his sword, In the final analysis, his cultivation base is not enough, and he can't see through the puzzle.

Lu Huaiyuan nodded, turned sideways in the narrow alley, and gave up his seat to the old man.