Volume 6: Wangchuan Chapter 7 Xia Daoyun
"Yes." Lu Qingshan said.
"Come in."
Lu Qingshan's thoughts turned countless corners in an instant, but his feet did not hesitate and quickly stepped into the mountain fog.
The mountain fog was very strange. He only took a dozen steps and actually crossed a height of ten thousand feet, walking from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, as if it contained a magical power to shrink the distance into an inch.
The last few wisps of mist in front of me slowly dissipated, and a fairyland-like scene appeared before my eyes.
From the outside, the extremely steep Jianlai Peak, which looks like a sword blade, actually has a large flat and wide .
On the cliff, there is a mirror-like lake, lush and green sword bamboos, countless blooming flowers, and a waterfall cascading down like a silver thread.
In the small lake, there is a group of black carp tumbling and jumping.
In front of the small lake, two or three simple wooden buildings stand.
In front of the wooden building, there was a woman standing gracefully.
A light green dress sets off her slender figure.
The woman is Xia Daoyun.
This place is like an old farmer's retreat.
If it weren't for the bamboo leaves that looked like flying swords, the faint sound of the sea being heard between the surging waves of the small lake, the waterfall that looked like a silver line at first glance and then looked like an upside-down river in the sky, the wooden building that looked ordinary at first glance and then looked ancient and mysterious, as magnificent as a palace in the sky...
All the seemingly simple things feel different when you scan them carefully.
Except Xia Daoyun.
It looks awesome at first glance.
Looking at it again, it’s still pretty awesome.
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The Sword Immortal is a realm that countless sword practitioners find difficult to reach but one that they aspire to reach.
It's not just because its prerequisite is the ninth realm, but also because, behind the title of Sword Immortal, there are some obscure, mysterious, yet magnificent conditions.
No player had figured out the specific conditions until Lu Qingshan came to this world.
But they knew that in the past 20,000 years, although there were not many sword cultivators who had reached the ninth level, there were definitely more than three.
But there were only three sword immortals.
And Xia Daoyun is the sword cultivator who has the greatest chance of becoming the fourth sword immortal of the human race. It seems that he is just one step away from success.
Lu Qingshan admired Xia Daoyuan.
This is also the reason why he chose Jianlai Peak.
Because in the future, apart from those three, Xia Daoyun will be the cultivator closest to the realm of Sword Immortal.
This shows that Xia Daoyun's understanding of the way of the sword should be better than that of the other five peak masters.
He believed that having Xia Daoyun as his teacher would definitely be of great help to him in becoming a sword immortal.
Xia Daoyun turned around, her temperament and appearance were like the moon shining on the cold river and the sunset glow on the clear pond.
"Lu Qingshan? The leader of the seven regions in discussing Dao, an expert in both inner and outer skills? The most talented swordsman in the contemporary world?" Xia Daoyun's eyes fell lightly on Lu Qingshan's face.
"Um."
"Use your full strength to strike me with the sword." Xia Daoyun said.
Is this considered an assessment?
Lu Qingshan was not at all pretentious. The Dragon Sparrow Sword left his body and appeared in his hand.
He exhaled slightly, pointed the tip of his sword at Xia Daoyun, and raised the sword.
Secret Sword: Cut the Wind.
Lu Qingshan shouted in his heart and handed the Dragon Sparrow Sword forward.
Zhentian is an explosive sword that pursues ultimate power.
Zhanfeng is a secret sword with a skill close to that of Tao. In terms of power, it is not as good as Zhentian, but in terms of fancy, it is much better than Zhentian.
There was a huge gap between his realm and Xia Daoyun's. Neither Zhentian nor Zhanfeng posed any threat to her at all. There was not much difference.
In that case, he chose the showy Zhan Feng.
On the sword body, sword energy is attached and sword intent is growing.
Buzz!
The Dragon Sparrow Sword rang softly, and two sword shadows emerged from the Dragon Sparrow Sword, then quickly extinguished and disappeared.
Xia Daoyuan watched silently until the sword was about to strike him, then he stretched out his slender fingers as white as mutton-fat jade and lightly touched the tip of the Dragon Sparrow Sword.
The world was slightly still.
All the brutality in the Dragon Sparrow Sword was completely annihilated, whether it was the sword energy or the sword intent.
Lu Qingshan was slightly startled, and then silently put away his sword.
Xia Daoyun put away his fingers, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and glanced at Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow Sword.
"Good sword... and a very good sword." Xia Daoyun nodded twice.
The first good sword refers to Lu Qingshan’s sword.
The second good sword is the Dragon Sparrow Sword.
"Thank you very much."
"Are you saying you are only eighteen ?" Xia Daoyun saw through Lu Qingshan's swordsmanship attainments with just one sword and opened his mouth to confirm.
Lu Qingshan nodded and said honestly: "After the beginning of winter, it will be nineteen."
"Oh?" Xia Daoyun looked at Lu Qingshan with a burning gaze, "At this age, he can perform such swordsmanship. It's not nonsense to say that he is the most talented swordsman in the contemporary world."
"Thank you for the compliment. I dare not talk about my talent in swordsmanship in front of the Peak Master." Lu Qingshan could only clasp his fists.
"Why did you choose sword cultivation?" Xia Daoyun suddenly asked.
Lu Qingshan was stunned.
He hadn't thought about this question.
He thought carefully about the process when he made up his mind to choose sword cultivation.
In the game, before creating a character and choosing a profession, you can experience the fighting styles of the six major cultivation schools in advance.
At that time, he tried them one by one.
In the end, he chose the path of sword cultivation without any hesitation.
From then on, he has been practicing swordsmanship.
Why didn't you hesitate at that time?
According to his personality, choosing a school of practice is such a big deal, so he must carefully analyze the pros and cons before making a choice.
But that time he chose to be a swordsman, and he seemed to have no regrets.
After thinking for a while, Lu Qingshan finally remembered how he felt at that time and said with a smile: "Because, holding a sword in your hand is the most intimate and comfortable."
Where the heart goes, the way goes.
When Xia Daoyun heard this, a trace of trance flashed across his eyes.
That was a conversation hundreds of years ago.
"Dao Yun, the blood in your body is the purest blood of Dao Zu. Dao Zu is the only one of our human race who has reached the tenth level of magic cultivation. Your talent is a natural talent for magic cultivation. You will be very successful in the path of magic cultivation, so why do you choose to take the path of sword cultivation?"
"Because I prefer swords. Those spells are complicated and useless. One strike of the sword will do the trick. I don't like practicing."
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Xia Daoyun shook his head slightly, shaking off these memories, and whispered, "You want to join my Jianlai Peak?"
"Yes." Lu Qingshan affirmed.
"Okay," Xia Daoyun said with a hint of delight, "Then you will be my first disciple."
Xia Daoyun curled his lips and continued, "The sect leader told me that my understanding of swordsmanship is different from others, so I may not be able to teach my disciples. In terms of swordsmanship, I currently have nothing I can't do. Even when I teach others to practice swordsmanship, I feel the same way. I hope you can clear my name."
You want to slap the Sword Immortal Sect Master in the face. As a disciple, you should naturally charge into battle for your master.
Lu Qingshan thought so and replied in a low voice: "Okay, Master."
With the call of "Master", the bond between Lu Qingshan and Xia Daoyun was established.
In this world of monks, the master-disciple relationship is often stronger than blood ties.
So not only Lu Qingshan had a different mindset, but Xia Daoyun's attitude also changed a little after Lu Qingshan called him "Master".
Except for the sword in his hand, Xia Daoyun is indifferent to everything.
It's not that she has a cold personality, but her single-mindedness makes her not care about external things.
But now, Lu Qingshan has already transcended the level of external objects in her heart.
"I know that you are good at flying swords, sword intent, secret swords, and you have cultivated several natal swords," Xia Daoyun said slowly, "This is somewhat similar to my path. You have come to the right place in my Jianlai Peak."
"However, your sword intent is sword intent, your secret sword is a secret sword, and your flying sword is also a flying sword. There is no connection between the three. The way of the sword is actually the way for all rivers to return to the sea. Either one method can lead to all methods, or one can integrate them. Do you know this?"
"Please teach me, Master." Lu Qingshan said respectfully.
This is the understanding of the sword art by an eighth-level sword cultivator, and his highest level in his previous life was only the seventh level. Before Xia Daoyun, the understanding that he had been so proud of seemed a little inadequate.
"For this first lesson, I will teach you the sword spirit first," Xia Daoyun nodded and instructed softly: "Close your eyes, do not release your spiritual consciousness, and feel it with your heart."
Lu Qingshan was slightly startled, but closed his eyes as he was told.
A green edge converged between Xia Daoyun's green jade fingers.
Since Xia Daoyun asked him to feel it, he felt it very carefully.
There seemed to be nothing unusual. The faint sound of water was very pleasant, the air was very fresh, and there was a little bit of Xia Daoyun's scent, which was very pleasant.
Xia Daoyun looked at Lu Qingshan quietly.
"Qingshan..." Xia Daoyun was about to give some instructions, but he stopped abruptly halfway through his words.
She saw Lu Qingshan frown at this moment, and then slowly relaxed his brows.
Um?
Xia Daoyun raised her eyebrows.
As for Lu Qingshan, when he just closed his eyes, except for vision, the other four senses took over the dominant role, making him a little confused.
But he remembered what Xia Daoyun said and felt it with his heart.
So, he entered a state of ethereal meditation and felt the world with his heart.
At that moment, it seemed as if something had pierced and dissolved the thin membrane between him and the heaven and earth.
He saw something different, and saw it with his heart.
This feeling was somewhat similar to the realization he had the moment his killing sword intent broke through the unity state.
Xia Daoyun's pleasant voice rang in his heart: "What did you see?"
Lu Qingshan thought for a moment and answered seriously, "A very faint flow, like water."
There was a brief silence.
Xia Daoyun's voice sounded again, and she continued to ask: "What now?"
Lu Qingshan was familiar with the situation this time, and replied calmly: "It feels like fire, a bit hot..."
"Now?"
"It's extremely thick. This is soil."
Xia Daoyun looked at Lu Qingshan's handsome face, blinked curiously, and finally asked, "What about now?"
This time, Lu Qingshan was silent for a moment before answering, "Wind, but a very strange wind."
"What's so strange about it?" Xia Daoyun asked slowly.
“The wind blows by, but it lingers for a long time.”
There was a bright look in Xia Daoyun's eyes, as if she was approving.
Because Lu Qingshan's performance seemed to be similar to hers at the beginning.
"Open your eyes."
Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked at Xia Daoyun's charming face.
"You are very sensitive to ideas, more sensitive than I thought. I like it very much." Xia Daoyun praised.
There is no need to praise people like this.
Lu Qingshan thought so and didn't know how to answer.
"What you felt at the end was indeed the wind, but it was just a natural wind that passed by. However, my intention can make it linger for a long time." Xia Daoyun explained.
"Come with me." Xia Daoyun turned around, her sleeves fluttering slightly, and her three thousand black hair falling like flowing water.
Looking at Xia Daoyun's back, Lu Qingshan followed.
She took Lu Qingshan into one of the two or three wooden buildings in front of the lake.
Inside the quaint hall, through the windows, one can see the flying sword bamboo leaves outside, the black carp jumping in the lake, and a silver-like waterfall.
Xia Daoyun sat down and tapped her index finger, motioning Lu Qingshan to also sit down.
Seeing that Xia Daoyun seemed to have something to say, Lu Qingshan sat up straight and listened attentively.
"What do you think of the sword intent?"
Big problem.
Lu Qingshan cannot answer this question now.
Xia Daoyun understood and revealed the answer: "Everyone is trying to comprehend the artistic conception. Most sword cultivators want to control their minds with swords. However, the artistic conception exists between heaven and earth. It is the will of heaven and earth. How can it be so easy to control? My approach is to show my intention to them."
What do you mean?
Lu Qingshan couldn't understand, the words were too vague.
Xia Daoyun began to speak meaningfully, "Water flowing through a creek is intention, spring rain as soft as butter is intention, the waves of the ocean are also intention; the breeze is intention, the strong wind is also intention; the revival of all things is intention, the withering and flourishing of plants is also intention. The intention is in all things in the world, so why bother looking for it? Just feel it carefully and then show it. But this perception depends on talent, and talent is the luck of very few people, but you have a particularly great luck."
After a long silence, Lu Qingshan asked in a daze: "Master, who is it meant to show?"
"Spiritual power of heaven and earth."
"Show me your spiritual power?"
"Tell the spiritual power what you want to do, and then the spiritual power will be displayed in the most suitable way for you. For example, your killing sword intention, you want to kill, so the spiritual power will be expressed in the form of increasing the attack power of your sword skills."
Lu Qingshan's eyes lit up, and he thought of another question: "Why is it that the same sword intent has different effects when used by different people?"
Xia Daoyun did not answer directly, but asked: "Are there two leaves in the world that are exactly the same?"
Fortunately, I have received exam-oriented education, otherwise the ancients would have had to argue with you.
Lu Qingshan had some random and meaningless thoughts in his mind, but he replied seriously, "No."
"Each leaf is different, and people are even less likely to be the same. Naturally, their feelings about the artistic conception are also different, and the differences in expression are even more obvious. How can the final effect be the same?"
Lu Qingshan understood.
whoosh.
A green light flashed across Xia Daoyun's sleeves.
Lu Qingshan took it and asked subconsciously: "What is this?"
"I've learned about your performance at the Seven Realms Forum. You've practiced the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, the sword tradition passed down from the Zhishou Tower. It's just that the Ten Thousand Swords Technique is only a simplified version given to the Zhishou Tower by Daxia, and it can't reflect the true power of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. You've tried to integrate the killing sword intent with the sword energy. In fact, this is the true direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, but your method is too crude. This is the truly complete version of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. Take it back and study it carefully. When you've made some progress, come back to me. I have other plans for you." Xia Daoyun said calmly.
"Learning skills is not something that can be done overnight. You have already mastered the Ten Thousand Swords Technique very well, so you should be able to gain some results soon. There is no need to rush..." Xia Daoyun said when he saw that Lu Qingshan had already probed his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip.
The next moment, she saw Lu Qingshan put away the jade slip, stood there in a daze for a few breaths, and then he turned his hand and a sharp edge appeared on his fingertips.
There is no spiritual power on the edge, only pure sword intent.
The next moment, a thread of sword energy shot out, wrapping up and integrating the sharp edge.
Two in one.
The sword energy is awe-inspiring.
Lu Qingshan, who had spent five thousand experience points to reach the first sword level of the complete version of Ten Thousand Swords Technique, was now slightly excited.
He could clearly feel that this sword was more than fifty percent more powerful than the previous one.
Xia Daoyun pondered for a moment, and finally said: "The wooden building next door is still empty, that is your residence. Go back and practice this complete version of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique to the level of 600 swords, then come find me."
"Master, I'll take my leave first." Lu Qingshan nodded.
Wait until Lu Qingshan's figure disappears in the wooden building.
Xia Daoyun seemed to have thought of something. He sat on the chair, resting his chin on his hand, and couldn't help muttering: "The old sect leader said that I probably can't teach disciples . He really underestimated me. I said, he can. Isn't it that simple to teach disciples?"
