Chapter 19: The Three Realms of Swordsmanship (Part 2)

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  Ancient pool's edge, desolate and icy, cold air rushes to the sky.

  Ming Jian saw the Taoist pointing his sword at a point, and two rush mats appeared in front of the two people.

  Sit!

  The two of them sat down as agreed, and clearly saw the Taoist priest drink a mouthful of purple bamboo wine, beginning to discuss swords.

  "The way of the sword, with the way to control the sword. This way refers to the realm, if the realm is not enough, it will be injured by the sword, which is a backlash. The two words 'sword law' originally referred to the method of using the sword. In my Sword Immortal Way, when I reached a certain realm, it became a sword mantra. Whether it's a law or a mantra, they are all ways to control the sword. With the law to control the sword, one can be unstoppable and invincible. This law is divided into three major realms."

  "One of them is the Sword Rhyme Realm. The rhyme refers to the law! It's about control, and this realm is the most basic. The sword rhyme is the sword's control over its power, which is the foundation. The control of sword power in the Sword Rhyme Realm is also divided into three small realms: the lower realm lifts heavily as if lightly, the middle realm lifts lightly as if heavily, and the upper realm transforms freely between lightness and heaviness."

  At this point, Ming Xian Dao Ren glanced at Qi Tian and said: "Now, you are just entering the lower realm of Jian Yun, lifting heavy as light."

  Yun Fei was shocked and hastily asked: "Master, what about me?"

  Ming Jian Dao Ren rolled his eyes and sneered, "You, you haven't even touched the threshold of Sword Rhyme's lower realm, when can you achieve borrowing power to strike power, following the trend and taking action? Only then can you be considered to have entered the threshold. If your swordsmanship doesn't enter the Sword Rhyme's lower realm, condensing the sword fetus, it will only lead to demonic possession."

  "No way!"

  Yun Fei let out a loud shout, and immediately glared at Qi Tian with a fierce expression, gritting his teeth as he said: "Younger brother, you're a freak!"

  Qitian shook his head, he could see that although Mingjian Dao people were against Yunfei everywhere, but their hearts were more than half condensed on him. On the contrary, he and Mingjian Dao people had polite words and deeds, and they had not yet become close to that extent.

  Mingjian Dao people continue to discuss swords.

  "Secondly, for the realm of sword momentum, momentum is grand! Where great momentum tends to go, there is no place it cannot benefit. This realm boundary, the sword method communicates with the ocean of movement and stillness, borrowing from the great way of movement and stillness. The power of one sword can split mountains and sever peaks, breaking through rivers and streams. Similarly, in this realm of sword momentum, it is also divided into three small realms: controlling one-tenth of the movement and stillness great way is the lower boundary, controlling four-tenths is the middle boundary, controlling seven-tenths is the upper boundary, nine-tenths being the limit."

  "With a thoughtful expression, Qi Tian opened his mouth and said: 'Why isn't it ten percent?'"

  Ming Xian Dao Ren looked at him and said, "Ten completions, the realm of perfection, all kinds of actions and attributes, outline this square heaven and earth great way. Mastering ten completions is to merge with the Tao, the realm of merging with the Tao, the body merges with the great Tao, reaching the extreme. However, from ancient times to the present, my Sword Immortal Dao, those who can merge with the Tao in the sword momentum realm without being replaced by the great Tao are only a few fingers. Most people re-cultivate their momentum after entering the next great realm, and even more people still retain the nine completions realm, merging with the Tao is too dangerous."

  Yun Fei scratched his head and asked: "Then Master, those five predecessors who combined the Tao..."

  Taking a deep breath, at this moment, with the naturalness of Ming Xian Dao people, he also showed a solemn expression and said: "In ancient times, those five predecessors were all invincible in the world, as the ancestor of the sword, they were all qualified to ascend to the heavenly path and open the immortal gate, the unparalleled sword immortals!"

  Ancestor of Sword!

  The two Qitian simultaneously inhaled a mouthful of cold air, even if it was the beginning of Qitian's entry into the immortal path. However, over the past three months, he had gradually come to realize the profundity and vastness of the immortal path, which was almost immeasurable. The Sword Ancestor realm was an unimaginable state.

  "Master, how do these five sword ancestors compare?"

  Heng Yun flew a glance, Ming Xian said: "The ancestor of one way does not exist in the same era. In ancient times, within every 10,000 years, the sword path immortal pulse and the law cultivation immortal pulse each produced at most one ancestor, but often many tens of thousands of years passed without an ancestor appearing."

  "Is there still an ancestor of the Way existing now, Master?"

  Ming Xian Dao Ren shook his head: "The near ancient times have been around for 100,000 years, but at the beginning of the near ancient times, the last nameless ancestor of the Dao sect ascended to the heavenly path and disappeared after death. Since then, there has not been a single ancestor of the Dao in the world. The near ancient times, the ancestors of the Dao have become extinct."

  "Then Master, what is the final state of swordsmanship?"

  "The ultimate state of swordsmanship is the realm of sword intention, which is divided into three realms: the lower realm of rules, the middle realm of principles, and the upper realm of origin."

  Yun Fei exclaimed in surprise: "Gone?"

  He waved his hand and Ming Xian coldly hummed: "Too much talk is useless, knowing these things is enough already. Gourd, rise!"

  Ming Xian Dao Ren stood up, the purple gourd swayed, transformed into a small mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if it were an immortal.

  The gourd pierced through the clouds, walking on top of the barbarous mountain range, with ancient mountains majestically and magnificently beneath its feet. Seated cross-legged in the gourd, it calmed its mind and stilled its breath, without even meditating, merely gazing down at the vast land below, where the immortal path stretched far and wide, and would one day have a moment to look down upon all living things.

  In the night, in the Purple Bamboo Forest Temple.

  Qitian lay sleeping on the bamboo bed, the moonlight was like water, pouring down from the bamboo window, the cool moonlight shone on his body, making Qitian slightly dazed.

  After a long time, he let out a gentle breath and muttered: "Three months have passed, cultivating immortality and inquiring about the Tao, three months of inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy, just like that, it's gone in the blink of an eye."

  The purple bamboo sword by his side, the moonlight shining on it, a layer of purple glow overflowing, Qi Tian stretched out his hand to gently stroke it, the sword humming softly, as if it had come to life.

  Days passed by like this, and before I knew it, I had forgotten the passage of time. It was only in the stillness of the night that memories would resurface.

  Cultivating immortality and seeking the Tao has not departed from human nature; the seven emotions and six desires still exist.

  At present, being in Jianfeng, Qitian feels a little warmth, and at the same time, he also perceives the crisis of Jianfeng. The eight veins are watching, waiting for Jianfeng's one vein to completely fall, fearing that Jianfeng will no longer be called Jianfeng, and Qingyun's nine veins have become eight veins.

  For the next ten days, it returned to its former calmness. Except for going to Qingling Stone Threshold to receive two months' worth of spiritual stones, Qitian did not descend from Sword Peak again.

  Ten days passed, and once again, he broke through the Five Directions Meridian, thus, out of the one hundred and eight meridians, Qitian had already broken through seventy-one.

  One hundred and eight orifices, combined with the seventy-two earthly fatalities, thirty-six heavenly calamities. At first, it was clear that the Taoist pointed out, reading the predecessor's notes in front of the sword peak, knowing that the one hundred and eight orifices have two tribulations. One is the seventy-second square orifice, the earthly fatalism is complete, the spiritual fatalism descends from the sea, the spiritual fatalism tempers the body, washing and refining the mortal dust. As long as the foundation is stable, it can be safely passed through. After that, it reached the one hundred and eighth orifice, the heavenly calamity is complete, the spiritual calamity descends from the sea, the spiritual calamity transforms the mortal, achieving the Taoist body. This pass, the flesh suffers more hardships, slightly careless, will be beaten back to its original shape.

  In a grove of purple bamboo, under a hundred-year-old purple bamboo tree, he sat cross-legged, reaching the sky.

  His black hair was like ink, his eyes shone like electricity, and in each of his eyes, a pale golden yin-yang fish swam slowly, exuding an unusual aura.

  On top of the head, bamboo leaves flutter down, purple air floats and fills, wearing a green Taoist robe that reaches the sky, with a purple bamboo sword placed across his knees, thin mist rising around him, as if he were a person from the immortal realm.

  Four golden spirit stones, placed in front of the body, opened up the seventy-second path of the spiritual orifice. With a hint of spiritual evil entering the body, two months' worth of low-grade golden spirit stones were returned. Qitian wanted to make a bold move and directly break into the ranks of the heavenly garrison.

  Taking a deep breath, the pale golden yin-yang fish in Qitian's eyes suddenly spun around, with great golden light bursting forth.

  Hummm...

  A golden spirit stone was grasped in the hand, and within the dan Tian's air sea, the energy thorns stirred, causing a surge of thick and pure spiritual energy to pour in continuously. The thumb-thick energy thorn shone brightly, radiating brilliant golden light that grew stronger and stronger.

  Two hours later, the originally golden and radiant Golden Spirit Stone had completely transformed into a transparent powder.

  The second Golden Spirit Stone was obtained, and after another two hours of devouring the aura, the third Golden Spirit Stone was also obtained.

  Furrowing his brow slightly, Qitian could feel that his physical body was a bit numb, having swallowed the spiritual energy of three Golden Spirit Stones in a row. The suddenly surging aura made his physical body somewhat unbearable.

  With a gritted teeth, Qitian seized the fourth Golden Spirit Stone once again. The rolling spiritual energy entered his body, and suddenly it was like divine flames burning, all of his aura bursting into fierce flames, violently surging in an instant.

  Muscles and bones resonated, every piece of skin and flesh seemed to be pulled apart. With a loud hum, the sword's energy circulated, its aura like a dragon, burning with a faint golden flame, roaring upwards. (New book rankings, seeking recommendations, seeking collections!)