Chapter 18: The Three Realms of Swordsmanship (Part 1)

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  The ancient pool is filled with cold air, and it's unknown how many years it has existed. The surrounding ancient trees stretch towards the sky, their trunks twisted like dragons, their branches as thick as a dragon's arm.

  The eagle was frozen in ice, like an iceberg sitting in the ancient pool, the cold and stern air made Qi Tian and others shiver.

  Yun Fei wiped the sweat off his forehead, still feeling a lingering fear in his heart: "Fortunately, Master made a move. This is a peak-level Desolate Beast of the Dao Foundation stage, an Ice Attribute beast, far more formidable than ordinary Five Elements Desolate Beasts."

  Qitian took a deep breath, suppressing the surging energy in his body, and nodded. Indeed, this wild beast was incredibly powerful, the strongest they had encountered in recent days. It was hard to imagine just how strong the beasts on the Dao foundation were.

  The Taoist priest was seen falling down, stretching out his hand and making a beckoning gesture. The wine gourd the size of a small hill suddenly shrunk to the size of a palm and fell into his hand.

  Yun Fei's eyes gleamed with envy, but unfortunately, Ming Xian Dao Ren had said that sword equipment could only be refined when it reached the realm of recognizing the spirit. Moreover, sword equipment was different from ordinary Taoist instruments, requiring the swordsman's own sword energy to be tempered before they could wield it freely and exert its full power.

  "How's it going? Have you figured it out?"

  Yun Fei was taken aback: "Master, I——"

  "If not now, when?"

  Ming saw the Taoist lightly clear his throat, his voice like thunder on the ninth heaven, and also like a divine sword dragon's hum. He formed his fingers into a sword, pointing at the void, and struck out, landing on Yun Fei's brow, the seat of his spirit.

  In that instant, Qi Tian only felt his whole body tremble. The Daoist's loud shout was directed at Yun Fei, but it entered Qi Tian's ears as well. It was like the morning bell and evening drum, seemingly a divine sword cutting through the chaos. In his dantian and qihai, a faint golden aura hummed and shone brightly, suddenly rising up like a true dragon ascending to heaven, unstoppable.

  The air rises straight up, from the first square door to enter the fifty-sixth heaven, without stopping. Until it rises to the sixty-fifth floor, in the middle of the sixty-sixth square door, a golden gate stands upright in the void.

  A majestic aura burst forth, as if a divine sword had slashed through the void. Amidst the chaos, it seemed as though a mountain of swords was crushing down upon the Golden Gate.

  Boom!

  Jinmen shattered, in the midst of the golden sea, a thick and large golden spring fell down, on Qitian's head, faintly revealing pure golden light, as if a divine sun, dazzling to the eyes.

  The sword was withdrawn, and Mingjian saw the Taoist's face reveal a strange expression. He glanced at Qitian and leaned against an ancient tree to drink alone.

  Yun Fei had already sat down cross-legged, and on his body, a clear and sharp aura was rising, golden spiritual energy surging within him, the purple bamboo sword lying across his knees, with a sharp aura flowing continuously, pouring into his body.

  Half an hour later.

  Qitian opened his eyes, and in them, a faint golden yin-yang fish seemed to be floating. The yin-yang fish was almost transparent, but its body had already taken shape. It swam in Qitian's eyes, as if drawing out infinite paths, with a divine aura overflowing.

  "Draw your sword!"

  Ming Jian saw the Taoist suddenly let out a loud shout, the purple bamboo sword came out of its scabbard, without any fancy moves, and simply fell with one sword.

  Unlike before, at this moment, in front of Qitian's purple bamboo sword, a palm-sized purple-gold vortex appeared, instantly shrinking rapidly, and in an instant, it transformed into a purple-gold light spot that completely merged into the purple bamboo sword.

  Rumble...

  One sword fell, and it actually produced the sound of wind and thunder, as if a great mountain was crushing down, the heavenly sword was very slow, and the surrounding air stirred up a faint ripple.

  Clearly visible was the Daoist's bright gaze, only to see him extend his sword finger, slowly producing a single sword strike. This one sword strike was similar to Qi Tian He Yi's, but even more powerful and heavy, almost as if the sound of great mountains moving could be heard. The sword strike was slower, yet arrived first, striking the tip of the Purple Bamboo Sword.

  Hummm...

  The air swept away the continuous waves, and the invisible ripples spread out, covering an area of several dozen square meters, shattering all the grass and trees. This was a shocking display of energy.

  At this moment, the Purple Bamboo Sword trembled, and Qitian retreated two steps. His eyes were deep and profound, and the pale golden yin-yang fish had disappeared without a trace.

  "Light as a feather, great!"

  It's rare to hear Mingjian Dao people praise, at this time Mingjian Dao people opened their mouths, Qi Tian was slightly stunned, but immediately, a sharp aura rose from his side, with an exciting sword hum that rushed into the sky.

  "Brother Yun!"

  With a light cry, his face revealed a look of surprise and delight. This sharp and fierce aura was unstoppable, yet it contained a thick and heavy atmosphere like a mountain. At this moment, around Yun Fei, the golden spiritual energy had disappeared, replaced by a layer of crystal clear and transparent sword energy that shone with a golden light.

  Suddenly, Yun Fei opened his eyes and pointed with his fingers like a sword, pointing at a distant ancient tree in the air.

  Whoosh——

  A three-foot-long golden sword energy shot out, and the ancient tree that two people could hug together was instantly split in half and crashed to the ground.

  "Ki of the sword!" Yun Fei looked at his right hand in some disbelief, "I've actually managed to produce a ki of the sword?"

  Yun Zhuan Jian Jing, Yun Fei was staring blankly at the foot-long golden sword energy emanating from his right hand's sword finger, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Younger brother, I've finally cultivated my sword energy."

  Hūn

  "Master, you——"

  Yun Fei covered his head, still fuming with anger. Ming Xian ignored him, merely stroking his beard and glaring at him, saying: "You've only just dispersed the sword energy, what's there to be proud of? Any Daoist who has achieved a complete foundation can easily suppress you!"

  His face turned bitter, Yun Fei opened his mouth and said: "Master, I think my Sword Immortal's sword energy is unmatched, invincible, why can it still be suppressed by the Daoist who has achieved the Great Perfection of the Dao?"

  Ming Jian saw the person glance at him, and sneered: "If I knew, my Sword Immortal Way wouldn't have declined. Now you only need to know that the Daoist's method is to cultivate the Dao vein, and the resulting Dao power conforms to the Great Dao, infinite Dao power suppresses. As long as the Dao power is transformed, even a beginner who has just entered the foundation of the Dao can easily crush your sword energy. To suppress the boundary of the Dao foundation, one must give birth to the Sword Fetus and enter the Sword Fetus realm."

  Yun Fei smiled bitterly and said: "Is that entering the Sword Fetus Realm or being suppressed by a Daoist in the Recognizing Spirit Realm?"

  Ming Jian saw the Taoist priest silent, not speaking, only pouring wine mouthful by mouthful. After counting his breaths, he looked solemn and swept his eyes over Qi Tian and the others, saying: "I only know that going against the current, if you don't advance, you retreat!"

  I only know that going upstream in a boat, if you don't move forward, you'll fall back!

  Qitian's eyes lit up in front of him, and Yunfei also focused his gaze. This time, he rarely didn't complain about anything, but instead solemnly nodded his head.

  Ming saw Dao Ren's face was expressionless, the next moment, he flipped his palm and sent it out, a three-foot-long purple air wrapped around the Zongyuan Purple Bamboo fell into Yunfei's arms.

  "A sword of three products or higher, to exert 12% of its power, must be nurtured by the swordsman's own hand with sword energy. This is a two-hundred-year-old Yinyu Purple Bamboo, which although is a grass and wood, has no attribute, can contain any power, neutral and peaceful. You will infuse this Yinyu Purple Bamboo into the Purple Bamboo Sword, with your cultivation, tempering for a month, enough to upgrade to fourth rank."

  Yun Fei's face suddenly lit up with a smile, and he put the misty purple bamboo on his back, saying: "Thank you, Master."

  Ming Jian ignored him with a cold snort.

  "Ah, junior brother, I feel like your aura has changed somehow. Although it hasn't transformed into sword energy yet, there's a hint of sharpness to it that's showing through. How strange!"

  Yun Fei looked up and down, sizing him up with a single glance, furrowing his brow as he said: "Moreover, junior brother, your sword technique is also strange. My Shen Yue Nine Styles are also the finest superior sword techniques in the mortal realm. Back then, my spiritual energy far surpassed yours, but once our swords clashed, I couldn't match the power of your ordinary single strike. Your sword looks slow, yet I couldn't catch up - this is simply..."

  "This is because your swordsmanship realm is not as good as others, it's normal that you can't see it," Ming Jian said, staring at him. "You have now dispersed the sword energy, and need to constantly temper it. When the sword energy is sufficient, you can use it to burst through the heavenly court, open up the sword sea, merge your sword consciousness with the sword energy, and condense the sword embryo. However, if your swordsmanship realm is not enough, when the time comes, you won't be able to control this body of sword energy. Don't mention condensing the sword embryo, even bursting through the heavenly court will be a problem!"

  Yun Fei was shocked and said, "Master, I asked you about the realm of swordsmanship before, but you always said that my cultivation was insufficient and that knowing too much would be useless. Now that I have transformed my sword energy, please tell me." (Rushing to the new book rankings, asking for friends' help! Asking for recommendation votes, asking for collection!)