In front of a mountain wall as smooth as a mirror, many cultivators gathered. Most of them were sword cultivators.
These people are all studying the sword mark on the mountain wall. At first glance, the sword mark is very superficial and simple. If you look closely, you will find that the sword mark is incomparably profound, incomparably superb, and contains astonishing mysteries.
Many people have benefited from the sword marks on the mountain wall. Sword cultivators often comprehend superb killing moves, or improve their swordsmanship to a higher level, etc. As a result, their strength is greatly increased, which makes them more powerful.
The reputation of this mountain wall has spread far and wide, attracting more practitioners to observe and comprehend.
Some people may even fight to get a better position.
This sword mark was nothing more than a random act by Chen Zongxing.
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In the mountains, clouds and mist are lingering, water vapor is rising, and two figures shuttle between the clouds and mist, like gods and goddesses.
There was a man and a woman, floating down from the mountain like a couple of gods and immortals. They were Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin. On the top of the mountain, there was a stone several meters high, with a sword stuck in it.
This sword looks ordinary in style, but it is lingering with wisps of sword energy and contains extremely mysterious sword intent. It was exactly what Chen Zongxin used.
This is just a fairly good sacred long sword, its value is not high, but the mystery of the sword it carries is extremely astonishing.
Just do whatever you want and do it without thinking too much.
One year, two years, three years...
Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin walked on the land of Lingwu Holy Realm, crossed mountains and crossed long rivers, built houses in bamboo forests and lived for several months, playing swords and singing to the accompaniment of guqin, like hermits, so comfortable and leisurely.
Four years...five years...six years...
Day after day, month after month, year after year...
"Little guy, that's not how you practice swords." In a small village, Chen Zong saw a child wielding a branch as a sword. The child was dressed in patched coarse cloth, and his little face was dark and dripping with runny nose.
But his face was serious and serious, and the branches were waving with a whirring sound.
"I'm very powerful." The child stopped waving the branch and said arrogantly: "There are dozens of children in the village who are no match for me."
"Then let's try it." Chen Zong said with a playful smile and picked up a branch.
"Be careful, I'm very powerful." The child warned, and then he stabbed him with the branch in a decent manner.
Yu Nianxin looked on with a smile on her face.
How could a person like Chen Zong be hit by a child? However, he did not hit the child intentionally. He just used tree branches as swords to block the child's repeated attacks and guided him secretly, making the child's sword skills gradually improve.
forming.
After knocking back the child with a sword, Chen Zongxin flicked his hand, and the branch flew out of the air, directly piercing a large rock a hundred meters away, and penetrated three feet, making the child's eyes bulge.
When he came back to his senses, he was about to pay homage to the master, but found that the two people had disappeared without a trace.
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"That kid's talent is quite good." Yu Nianxin said with a smile.
"He does have some talent and can achieve great things. As for what happens in the end, it depends on his own ability." Chen Zong said with a smile.
That kid has good bones and a good talent for practicing swordsmanship. If placed in the Lingwu Holy World, he can be regarded as a peerless genius. However, if placed in the chaotic universe, he can only be regarded as a genius.
class.
In the chaotic universe, there are many geniuses at the level of genius.
Chen Zong has no intention of accepting disciples. Although accepting disciples does not necessarily depend entirely on talent, talent is a very important aspect. If the talent is not enough, it is right to work hard, but if the talent is not enough, breakthroughs will often occur.
It's harder, and its limits are lower.
If you don't accept a disciple, why should you teach that kid how to use swordsmanship?
Firstly, he thought of it and did whatever he wanted. Secondly, the child did have some talent, so Chen Zong would give him a chance. As for what happened in the end, it all depended on the child's own destiny.
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There is a mountain. It is not high, but it is very desolate. It has no grass or trees. It is simply a dry mountain. Such a mountain is inaccessible and has no birds. But at the foot of the dry mountain, there is a wooden house.
There are two people living in this wooden house, a boy and a girl, both young. They are Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin.
For the two of them, they can live in any environment and survive. After all, according to their state of mind, such a dry mountain may seem boring, but in fact it has a different flavor.
Look beyond the appearance to see the essence.
Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin stayed here not because of the dry mountain, but because of a flower on the dry mountain.
It was a flower that grew out of a stone. It was very difficult. I don’t know how many years had passed, but now the flower buds were revealed. The flower buds were gray and the same color as the stone. It was difficult to spot them without looking carefully.
Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin both felt a restrained vitality from the flower in the stone, a very strong vitality that would have been difficult to feel unless they had super strong senses.
wait!
This is where Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin wait for the flowers to bloom.
Day after day, month after month, time passed slowly. Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin sometimes competed in swordsmanship, sometimes studied and practiced on their own, and sometimes played swords and harps in harmony. They lived a comfortable and leisurely life.
Chen An is still practicing, and he is still at the limit of the Saint Realm. He still has not found the true meaning of swordsmanship. In other words, he has already felt the true meaning of swordsmanship. However, that is not the true meaning of swordsmanship he wants. What he wants is the most suitable one.
The true meaning of one's own swordsmanship.
Only by breaking through to the true holy realm with the true meaning of the great road that suits oneself can one have a higher upper limit and be able to improve better.
Chen Zong will naturally pay attention to Chen An's movements. If there is any danger, Chen An's sword energy will be unleashed to protect Chen An.
However, except for the time of Tyrant Sword Master, Chen Zong never took action again. Everything was solved by Chen An himself. With constant training, Chen An became more and more experienced and powerful.
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On the rocks on the top of the dry mountain, the gray flower buds stood quietly in the wind. No matter how strong the mountain wind was, they could not be blown or swayed at all.
Today, as the sun sets over the west mountain and the setting sun shines slanting red, Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin climb to the top of the mountain because they have a feeling that the buds will bloom tonight.
Wait a few years for the flowers to bloom tonight.
Night falls, there is no moon or stars tonight, the sky and the earth are dark and gloomy.
Suddenly, the flower bud, which seemed to be carved from gray stone, trembled slightly, and a subtle beep-beep-beep sound sounded, causing Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin to stare away.
I saw cracks appearing on the gray buds that looked like they were carved out of stone. Debris fell, and little bits of white jade-like light bloomed out, so soft and so bright.
Like a light.
When all the gray debris was completely scattered, Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin saw a flower bud, a flower bud as white as jade appeared in front of them. The color of the flower bud was so pure and the light was so transparent and diffuse.
There is an indescribable sense of sacredness.
In the next breath, wisps of heaven and earth vitality were pulled from all directions and merged into the mountain wind, causing the mountain wind to stir and become stronger. They gathered one after another, submerged into the flower bud, and were swallowed up.
A small flower bud can swallow up a huge amount of the vitality of heaven and earth.
Chen Zong immediately took action to isolate the fluctuations here to prevent other practitioners from sensing the fluctuations and pursuing them, interrupting this wonderful moment.
When the flower bud absorbs and swallows enough vitality of heaven and earth, it slowly and quietly blooms.
As if a new world had been opened, wisps of brilliant light burst out from the flower buds, reflecting the sky. In the dark night sky, there were originally no stars, but because of the stream of light emitted by the flower buds, they bloomed.
It became gorgeous, and a little bit of starlight spread and twinkled.
Inside the blooming bud, a tiny bit of light shines like a mayfly, making the inside of the flower bud seem like a world.
Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin were surprised to find that those mayfly-like lights seemed to be alive, but they were born and destroyed very quickly. In just a short moment, they went from life to death, and then from death to reincarnation.
, the alternating reincarnation of life and death only occurs in a blink of an eye.
It was when the mayfly died that it bloomed with dazzling light, like a star twinkling and then extinguished.
Between life and death, it brought an inexplicable touch to Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin. They seemed to gain something, but also seemed to gain nothing.
When the realm reaches their level, what they need to understand is more profound, and it often becomes more difficult to gain anything.
If you can gain something, that would be better. If there is no gain, Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin will not feel any loss, because their original purpose is not to gain anything, but just to appreciate a rare stone flower together.
The beauty and magnificence of the flower blooming moment, if you can see the beauty together, that's enough, it's the biggest gain.
Sometimes, they search hard but can't find it, and sometimes, they gain something unintentionally. Although Chen Zong and Yu Nian didn't care about it, unknowingly, that bit of gain has fallen into their hearts, like a seed.
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Every mayfly blooms with light between life and death, reflecting the night sky, as if it has turned into a star and disappeared.
The light of countless mayflies between life and death also caused countless stars to appear in the night sky. Such a strange scene attracted the attention of many people for a while, but except for Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin, no one else knew what it was.
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Even to Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin, this flower in the stone is a flower in the stone, which they don't even know the name of.
When all the mayflies are gone, the sky is no longer starry, and the sky returns to darkness.
Under the gazes of Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin, the blooming flower quickly withered. In just a few seconds, it withered completely and turned into a handful of ashes.
It is short-lived, from blooming to withering and disappearing, but it only lasts a few dozen breaths. A dozen breaths is really short-lived.
I don’t know how many years it took from the seed to breaking out of the stone. It could be a few years, it could be decades, it could be hundreds of years.
But it only takes a dozen breaths from blooming to withering.
"Exhausting all efforts and strength is just for the brilliance of the moment, which is the brilliance of life blooming." Chen Zong said involuntarily, and the touching feeling became extremely strong in an instant.