Chapter 6: The Dual Division Returns to the Origin Sword

  Strictly speaking, Erhuan Jianyuan Sword is not a swordsmanship of the Luofu school, or it can be said that it is not yet a swordsmanship of the Luofu school.

  Because it was not included in the Louvre's collection of Buddhist scriptures.

  This sword technique was discovered by Drunken Sword Mo Xiu during his travels across the land, in a remote valley within the vast expanse of Mount Taihang. It consists of only two moves.

  However, in the eyes of a master like Mo Xiu, these two moves contain endless variations. When practiced to a deep level, even casual movements can unleash unmatched power.

  Of course, with Kong Zhen's current level, he can't reach the state that Mo Xiu said.

  However, since he started practicing nine years ago, except for the first year when he practiced Bagua Jiugong Jianfa, for the remaining eight years, most of his sword practice time was spent on these two moves. These two moves seem simple, but within the intricacies of straight and curved, dynamic and static, hard and soft, front and back, there are endless subtle uses. As the saying goes, "practice makes perfect." Kong Zhan is not a fool either; after practicing these two sword moves for eight years, although Mo Xiu doesn't often point out his mistakes, whenever he does, it's always spot on, and the subtleties of the sword moves are naturally clear to him.

  Once this is considered, there's nothing else worth thinking about. In this month's time, I must put in effort in these two aspects of course. The cultivation of innate purple energy cannot be neglected either. Although he has been lazy and greedy for food, not thinking about cultivation for half a year, the daily two periods of two hours each for nourishing energy have not been reduced at all.

  Because cultivating and refining one's energy not only increases one's strength but also prolongs one's lifespan, such a good thing is naturally not to be abandoned.

  Kong Zhan was an impatient person, who would start practicing as soon as he said he would, without even taking a short nap after meals. As for the water stains on his body that had not yet dried, he didn't care about them at all. His energy followed his thoughts, and the innate purple energy circulated around him once, producing a powerful heat that completely evaporated the water stains on his body.

  It was just when he wanted to practice his sword skills that he discovered with some dismay that he hadn't brought a sword.

  But it doesn't matter, there are many pine branches in this pine forest, just pick one casually. Anyway, I haven't reached the point of cultivating flying swords yet, and I don't need to be too close to that big road goods Qingfeng sword in my hand.

  He danced through the second half of the "Return to the Origin" sword, and he could clearly feel that it was a bit rusty. The flow of the sword was not as smooth and round as before, and there were many awkward moments in the transitions between moves. Although no one else was watching, he felt deeply ashamed in his heart.

  If he were to continue his usual sluggish self and attend that Mountain Gate Conference, he would be unlucky enough to be picked out, and if he didn't open his eyes and use this set of sword moves, it's possible that the one who lost his reputation for a lifetime would really become him.

  "Master said it would be tough indeed, practicing swordplay is like sailing against the current, if you don't move forward, you'll fall back. It seems that from now on, I have to practice my sword skills ten times a day!"

  He thought to himself that he had a deep understanding of the classic saying "if you don't advance, you retreat".

  He practiced it two more times, and the feel of this set of swordsmanship barely came back. The movement between swords also became extremely smooth. However, after all, this set of swordsmanship only had two moves. He had been practicing for eight years, and although he gained a different understanding each time he practiced, such an understanding was merely about the principle and intention of the sword, but it didn't help much in increasing the power of these two sword techniques.

  The only way to improve your swordsmanship within a month is to practice non-stop, until you can't practice anymore.

  This was also what his master Mo Xiu had taught him, and as for Mo Xiu's words, Kong Da young master had always deeply believed in them.

  Actually, practicing sword fighting is a very dull thing, especially when you repeat the same movements over and over again. After doing it many times, you will inevitably feel annoyed and disheartened.

  Kong Zhan suddenly felt a surge of enthusiasm and came up with the idea to practice his sword skills. He practiced for two hours straight, repeating a set of two moves from the Er Fen Gui Yuan Sword Technique over 100 times. Gradually, he began to feel somewhat distracted.

  The sword movement also slowly became disordered, and miscellaneous thoughts in his heart arose.

  So-called distractions, are just thoughts that have nothing to do with his current swordsmanship. He doesn't think much, just about how to improve his barbecue skills, how much time he should spend practicing sword in the next month, if he can further refine his light body technique, and so on. Slowly, he thought of his ruthless master and the Taohuaxuanjian dance at the time of their final parting.

  That flowing cloud and water-like sword momentum, the nearly perfect sword intent, like a goat hanging its horns without leaving any marks, the naturally formed sword moves, began to slowly take shape in his mind. The trajectory of each sword move flashed through his brain like lightning, and the originally scattered sword moves in his hand also gradually became more precise.

  The purple energy inside his body began to circulate on its own, unlike when he was practicing swordsmanship and intentionally injected the purple energy into the sword. This time, the purple energy in his body started to flow automatically with his sword movement, slowly infusing into the withered branch in his hand.

  A faint purple aura slowly emerged on the swaying pine branch in his hand, but Kong Zhuo was already deeply immersed in his swordsmanship and didn't notice.

  After a while, his sword movement suddenly slowed down, and the willow branch in his hand seemed to have become heavier at this moment. Every move was like slow motion, and the purple meaning on the willow branch became more intense, and it actually flashed out with a faint purple light. Kong Zhuo was seemingly unaware, and he continued to follow the sword moves of Er Fen Gui Yuan Jian one by one.

  Suddenly, with a loud "bang", the front half of the branch in his hand could no longer withstand the pressure from Kong Zhuo's internal purple energy and burst open. Kong Zhuo's sword momentum paused for a moment, but within this pause, Kong Zhuo's eyes flashed with a fierce light, seemingly unaffected, and he continued to execute the move.

  "Wooh!!!” Once again, after performing the Er Fen Gui Yuan sword, Kong Zhuang stopped, took a deep breath, slowly withdrew his stance and stood up, with a hint of a silly smile at the corner of his mouth.

  "It seems like I've figured something out!" He thought to himself, recalling the feeling of being immersed in his sword technique earlier. Suddenly, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground, only then did he realize that he was completely exhausted.

  Every inch of his body was sore, every inch of his meridians were aching, as if every inch of muscle and every inch of meridian had been trampled by hundreds of feet. These dozen or so sword moves he practiced were more exhausting than the hundreds of sword moves he had practiced before.

  "What's wrong with me, am I getting into the doorway or going crazy!" Kong Zhuo smiled bitterly and moved his fat body a few times with difficulty, leaning against the trunk of a large pine tree. "I feel like I've realized something, but I'm not sure!"

  However, in this case, whether he has realized it or not, all he can do is sit, either sleep or stare blankly.

  Although he was still very tired, his brain was still in a state of high tension. For the time being, where could he sleep? So, amidst the boredom, he slowly raised his head. The pine forest here was not dense, and he could clearly see the starry sky, but he didn't see any clouds.

  The clouds are not thick and dense, but rather like a mist that envelops the sky. Even the moon in the middle of the sky is obscured by a layer of cloud cover.

  "What a killjoy!" Kong Zuo muttered to himself, looking up at the dark clouds covering the sky. He was about to drift off to sleep with his eyes closed when suddenly a gust of wind blew in from nowhere and swept the clouds away.

  In an instant, the starry sky that was originally obscured by clouds appeared in front of Kong Zhuo's eyes, but only a small part of it.

  Kong Zhuo only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the starlight-like twinkling sparkles suddenly flashed out in his eyes, but it was just another moment, the starry sky that had appeared in Kong Zhuo's eyes disappeared, and another piece of starry sky lit up.

  The starlight flickers on and off, seemingly chaotic and disorderly, yet vaguely revealing an extremely mysterious trajectory.

  Clouds drift by, starlight flashes

  A gleam of sword light suddenly flashed through Kong Zhuan's extremely exhausted mind, the Eight Trigrams Nine Palaces Sword Technique, the Two-Part Return to Origin Sword Technique, and even the Tai Hua Xuan Yue Sword Technique all appeared in his mind one after another. Although these sword techniques were complex and simple, shallow and profound, they harmonized with the mysterious trajectory of the river and the stars in the dynamic and static, and even the pre-heavenly purple energy was consistent with the Heavenly Way in its movement.

  The starlight in Kong Yan's eyes grew more and more intense, more and more complex, until suddenly it burst into a single bright light, all the lights disappearing in an instant. Then he blinked his eyes, and his gaze cleared instantly.

  His hand slowly lifted, and another withered branch flew into his hand. It was as if all the fatigue in his body had disappeared in that instant. He once again danced with the withered branch in his hand, this time starting from the Bagua Jiugong Sword, followed by the Er Fen Guiyuan Sword. Compared to when he rested, his Er Fen Guiyuan Sword speeded up this time. As the branches danced, a faint purple glow slowly emerged, but it didn't break like before. The purple glow, like stars in the sky, drew more and more mysterious trajectories, transforming from Er Fen Guiyuan Sword to Taihuang Xuan Yue Sword.