Chapter Twenty-Four: Return to Penglai, The Four Realms of Swordsmanship
After Li Yi left, the monks soon discovered the huge mysterious ice body that sealed Lihuo Zun and others. Although it also caused a slight shock, many monks were still immersed in the shock of the temple, so they didn't pay much attention to this matter.
Looking at the beautiful and magnificent island in front of me, the grass is long and the oriole flies, the spring water gurgles, all kinds of creatures on the island are free and playful, compared to the vast and barren continent where everything is fighting everywhere, it's a paradise.
More than 3,000 years have passed since the island was separated. Here, except for the birth of more grass and wood spirits, everything has not changed much. Standing on the island, Li Yi felt a sense of peace for no reason, it seems that he has already taken Penglai Island as his own root.
"Qing Jiao, come out," Li Yi transmitted his voice.
"Roar, Master has finally returned to the island," a hundred-foot-long green shadow flew out from the center of the island, causing the spirits of the grass and trees on the island to become disordered.
"Qing Xiao, you've reached the middle stage of Xuan Xian, it seems you haven't been slacking off," Li Yi said with a hint of delight as he gazed at the mist-shrouded Qing Xiao. After all, Qing Xiao was the first living being to follow him, so naturally, the higher his cultivation, the better.
"Old master, you didn't collect any mounts in the Primordial Chaos, did you?" As he spoke, he sneakily glanced behind Li Yi and saw that there were no other spiritual beasts, letting out a long sigh of relief.
"Discussing and fighting, Master said no collection is not collected," it seems that this fellow is still afraid of someone taking his place, Li Yi has some amusement in his heart.
Li Yi returned to Penglai Island and prepared to meditate on the island. Now, whether it's fighting and killing or traveling through the vast wilderness, it has little effect on cultivation, even if there is, it's very limited. The most important thing now is to analyze the sword way, remove the impurities and retain the essence, and sublimate the sword way.
Like this, Li Yi stayed on Penglai Island, ignoring worldly affairs, quietly recalling the killings and travels of over 3000 years, constantly self-reflecting, thinking about what was done right, what was done wrong, what should have been done, and what shouldn't have been done.
Ceaselessly seeking the root, ceaselessly whipping the inner heart, eliminating all complicated thoughts, step by step purifying one's soul, making the sword's realm of mind more pure.
After all these years, Li Yi's aura, which had gone through countless killings, became increasingly faint until it completely disappeared. His killing power also became gentle and no longer carried the heavy scent of death that it once did, even when he was holding back.
The current killing force returns to its true form, existing as the most pure power, with increased might and greatly reduced physical burden.
Li Yi has always been clear about the direction of his cultivation, which is to break through the stillness and extinction with the sword path, to perform the cycle of birth and death with the sword path, to enter the Tao with the sword, and focus on the sword path, everything else is a branch.
After years of analysis, Li Yi redivided the sword path into four realms:
First boundary, Jianmo Sword Dao, corresponding to the Golden Immortal realm. When the killing sword dao is fully rounded and yin reaches its extreme, giving birth to yang, then understanding the power of life, reaching a balance between life and death, one attains the Jianmo Sword Dao boundary.
The Second Realm, the Wheel of Rebirth Sword Path, corresponds to the Mahārāja Golden Immortal Realm. The intention of life and death can transform at will, emptiness and reality give birth to each other, cause and effect circulate.
Third Boundary: Rule Sword Path
The Fourth Boundary: The Sword Path of Laws
Li Yi currently only has a clear concept of the first and second boundaries of Sword Dao, while for Rule Sword Dao and Law Sword Dao, he only knows the general direction and is still quite vague.
Li Yi spent his days constantly contemplating the sword path, and compared to his previous days of constant killing, this period was quite peaceful.
Unconsciously, another 100,000 years have passed. During these years, Li Yi occasionally preached on the island. Every time Li Yi preached, in addition to Qing Xiu, many spirits of grass and trees came to listen.
At first, those grass and wood spirits were a bit afraid, but as time passed, they found that Li Yi was actually quite gentle, and now there are often lotus root children, ginseng dolls and other spirits playing around Li Yi.
For these spirits of grass and trees, Li Yi also likes them because they are simple, carefree, and every time he sees them playing, Li Yi feels a warmth in his heart.
Li Yi was cultivating his sword skills on Penglai Island, but after tens of thousands of years, the atmosphere in the Hongyuan became eerie once again. Many Daluo Golden Immortals had been stuck at the Daluo boundary for years and couldn't make any progress. They needed more heavenly blessings and a stronger heavenly trend to break through.
And for these tens of thousands of years, those ferocious beasts have become more and more brutal, their eyes faintly glowing with a red light.
Each force is making its own arrangements, only the alliance of the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin clans is beyond everyone's expectations, gradually shrinking their forces to places like the seaside, volcanoes and deep mountains.
All kinds of abnormalities indicate that this will be an unprecedentedly horrific disaster.
Buzhou Mountain, the mysterious cave mansion. After all these years, I finally stood up for the first time. The silver-white eyes seemed even more profound, and a regular glyph flashed on my body from time to time. The majestic and awe-inspiring aura that once was, had been completely retracted. I was like merging with the heavens and earth, without any sense of existence.
The master arrived in front of the twelve blood cocoons, a flash of white light in his eyes, and twelve white lights shot out from his eyes into the blood cocoons. With a wave of his hand, dense restrictions covered the entire cave.
After doing all this, the master pointed to the space in front of him, and a ripple appeared on the surface of the space, slowly forming a hollow. The master stepped into it and disappeared, and the space gradually returned to calmness.
Kunlun Mountain, Hong Jun Dao Ren gazed quietly at the sky and muttered: "The great calamity is coming, it's time to leave the mountain," after finishing speaking, he transformed into a stream of light and flew away.
In the vast wilderness, on an ordinary mountain peak, an old man with a willow branch inserted into his hair stood. His dim eyes flickered with a hint of sharp light, "It's time," he said, before disappearing without a trace.
In the desolate west of the Primordial Chaos, at the center of a mysterious demon domain, there stood a majestic black temple. On the throne sat a black-haired man with an aura as profound as the ocean, his face shrouded in darkness. "Hahaha... my era is about to arrive, and when it does, all living beings in the Primordial Chaos will prostrate themselves at my feet." The black-haired man laughed wildly.
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Penglai Island, Li Yi's understanding of the sword path became deeper and deeper. The six styles of swordsmanship he had previously learned were completely abandoned by Li Yi. When he quietly meditated on the sword path, a black lotus flower quietly appeared behind him. This lotus flower was very different from before, only about 100 meters in size, with 12 branches, and its black color was even more pure.
Li Yi now points with his hand, and a black lotus will appear in the air. Every step he takes, a black lotus will suddenly appear under his feet, blending with his body.
