Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Seven The End of the Sword, the Meaning
Chapter 537: The End of the Sword Road, Where the Meaning Is
Chapter 537: The end of the sword path, where the meaning lies
The long path of swordsmanship is a boring road for ordinary people.
However, for Ye Chen, it was a path to seek knowledge.
For the first time, it took Ye Chen ten days to climb this sword path. However, after carrying the stone sword on his back, the time was dragged out infinitely.
On the seventh day, Ye Chen barely saw the Xuanwu stone statue, and on the twelfth day, Ye Chen saw the second stone statue.
After carrying the stone statue on his back for a long time, Ye Chen gradually got used to the weight on his back, so he couldn't help but speed up.
On the twentieth day, Ye Chen finally saw the Kirin stone statue, and on the twenty-fifth day, Ye Chen finally reached the end of the sword path.
After twenty-five consecutive days of wind and snow, a trace of vicissitudes of life could not help but appear on Ye Chen's delicate face.
However, Ye Chen's thin figure looked healthier. He raised his head and looked at the five huge shadows in the distance. A slight smile could not help but appear at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth.
"It's been twenty-five days, and it's finally the end!" Ye Chen murmured softly, feeling those few breaths of sword intent.
The long sword path has countless sword intentions. Every time he realizes a sword intention, Ye Chen's artistic conception is impacted. Therefore, along the way, Ye Chen's unique selfless artistic conception becomes more and more stable.
On the mountain walls surrounding the five stone statues, several figures still stood.
The old men were still playing chess, some were dancing with swords, some were staring at the swords in a daze, and everyone was doing their own thing.
Therefore, it seems to be extremely quiet here. The mountain wind roars, rolling up the remaining snow on the ground, and finally falling between the cliffs.
At this moment, several low and powerful footsteps sounded from the sword path below. These low footsteps alarmed the old man who was playing chess, and also alarmed others.
Raising their heads, everyone frowned slightly and looked at the sword path below. They wanted to see who was so ignorant!
The sound of footsteps became louder and louder, and a thin figure slowly emerged from the wind and snow.
When they saw this thin figure, everyone was stunned, and their astonished eyes also fell on the extremely eye-catching sword behind the figure.
This is an extremely ordinary stone sword, but the face is extremely handsome.
This figure may not be said to be familiar to these people, but it cannot be said to be unfamiliar either. The scenes from dozens of days ago emerged in front of everyone's eyes like a tide.
"Although Yue Hen provoked me first, since it was you who started the matter, I will punish you by carrying the stone sword on your back and walking the path of swordsmanship again. Remember, you are not allowed to use true energy!"
Huang Wushuang's words seemed to still be floating in their ears. Only then did everyone realize that it was him.
However, in such a short period of time, he was able to walk here with a stone sword on his back?
A trace of doubt emerged in everyone's mind. Going up the kendo with a stone sword on his back is an encounter that the disciples of Luoxia Peak must experience. Everyone at the scene has also experienced this, but it took them nearly two months to do it.
Having come here, it is no wonder that the boy in front of me has reached the end in less than a month. Complex expressions appeared on everyone's faces.
Raising his head, Ye Chen's eyes moved away from the stone statues and fell on those people. He arched his head slightly and said calmly: "Suifeng has met all the masters and uncles!"
Hearing this, everyone had just calmed down the strangeness in their hearts. One of the old men who was playing chess stood up, looked at Ye Chen for a few moments, and chuckled: "Yes, the peak master has taken on a good disciple!"
The others also nodded secretly, to which Ye Chen smiled faintly.
"No need to worry about me waiting!" The old man smiled faintly, his mind once again immersed in the chessboard in front of him.
The same was true for others. Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh: "Perhaps it is because of their personalities that they can achieve what they have achieved today!"
With a slight smile, Ye Chen continued to walk forward. Every step he took left a very deep footprint on the ground. Ye Chen didn't stop until he was less than ten meters away from the stone statue.
Ye Chen is undoubtedly most familiar with the sword intent of the second, third and fourth generations.
Slowly closing his eyes, Ye Chen felt these three sword intentions again. No matter the stars were changing, no matter the ebb and flow, his heart was only immersed in these three sword intentions.
Three sword intentions emerged in Ye Chen's mind, and in the end, Ye Chen sat directly on the ice.
When the people around him saw this, they smiled faintly. Once upon a time, they were the same way. In Ye Chen, they saw the shadow of their past.
On the morning of the fifth day, the weather rarely cleared up. In the gray sky, the soft sunlight poured down and fell on Ye Chen's body.
Opening his eyes and looking at the clearing sky, Ye Chen murmured softly: "How many more days have passed?"
"The fifth day!" A deep voice sounded in Ye Chen's ears. Hearing the words, Ye Chen suddenly raised his head and looked, and a slender figure emerged from the sky.
The man's speed was extremely fast. He was still in the sky a second ago, but in just the blink of an eye, the figure arrived in front of Ye Chen, and it was Huang Wushuang.
Looking at Ye Chen, whose face looked more mature, Huang Wushuang couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, and rarely praised him: "Not bad, I can complete the kendo in just one month!"
For tens of thousands of years, Huang Wushuang asked himself that there were very few people who could do what Ye Chen did. It was precisely because of this that Huang Wushuang really valued the disciple in front of him.
Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly and said calmly: "Disciple still needs to work hard!"
"This kid!" Seeing Ye Chen's dull expression, Huang Wushuang cursed secretly, paused, and continued: "Have you felt their sword intent?"
Nodding slightly, Ye Chen couldn't help but have a trace of reminiscence in his eyes. How did you spend this month?
"The most difficult thing in the world is to comprehend the artistic conception. However, it is not difficult to comprehend the artistic conception to a certain extent. If you comprehend the sword intention of a certain ancestor and evolve the sword intention into your own sword intention, then there is hope for soul martial arts.
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Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at Huang Wushuang and still smiled lightly, and murmured softly: "Impression? Sword intent?"
"Countless ancestors are buried on this sword path, and their sword intentions are also myriad. These sword intentions are all terrifying. What do you think of the sword intentions of these ancestors?" Huang Wushuang put his hands behind his back and chuckled.
"Strong sword intent!" Ye Chen recalled that the ancestors of the Sword God Sect buried here were indeed very strong, especially the sword intent.
"Then you want to choose a sword intention as the main sword intention?" Huang Wushuang continued to ask.
Hearing this, Ye Chen did not respond to Huang Wushuang. His eyes shifted and fell on the four huge stone statues in front of him.
"Why, do you want to choose the sword intention of the Moon God?" Seeing this, Huang Wushuang chuckled.
Shaking his head slightly, Ye Chen showed a rare look of determination in his eyes. He looked at Huang Wushuang and chuckled: "There are thousands of artistic conceptions, I only take my own one, never anyone else's!"
A smile flashed in his eyes, Huang Wushuang clapped his hands, and a crisp round of applause sounded, accompanied by his laughter: "To understand artistic conception, the most important thing is to stick to your own artistic conception. Among so many artistic conceptions, you can still
Stick to your own way, yes, remember, other people’s things belong to others after all, even if you learn other people’s sword will, it still belongs to others!”
"Yes!" Withdrawing his purpose, Ye Chen nodded slightly. Now, even if he faced a strong man like Huang Wushuang, he would not feel any waves in his heart.
"Follow me!" Turning around, Huang Wushuang said with her back to Ye Chen, and immediately walked towards the endless buildings at the end of the sword road.
Nodding, Ye Chen followed closely behind, his eyes subconsciously looking towards Xiyue Peak. There must be a person there who is still dancing with a sword?
A few moments later, the figures of Huang Wushuang and Ye Chen appeared again at the Luoxiahou Peak. After a month, the scenery here was still the same, but what had changed was only the blooming snow lotus.
Before he arrived, Ye Chen clearly heard the whistle of swords and cold shouts.
Ye Chen looked up and saw several figures there waving the stone swords in their hands. The stone swords were all gently gliding across the snow lotus petals without damaging the petals.
Those people also noticed something strange behind them, and they stopped one after another and looked behind them. At this glance, a look of astonishment appeared on their faces.
Yue Wuxie looked at the thin figure in disbelief, especially the eye-catching stone sword, and then he became happy and said: "Suifeng, have you finished the sword path?"
"Finished!" Ye Chen also smiled. This answer made everyone feel helpless. This kid has completed the kendo in just a few days!