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Qu Ying finally couldn't help but transmit her voice secretly: "Sect Leader, are you alright? Nothing can happen to the Heir Apparent."
Lu Donghu shook his head.
Qu Ying asked, "Then what's going on? Why is his hair standing on end?"
Lu Donghu slowly said, "It should be that he has come into contact with the profound mysteries of the Sky Blade."
"What are the profound mysteries of the Sky Blade?" Qu Ying asked.
Lu Donghu said, "The Founder comprehended the wonders of the Sky Blade amidst thunder."
"… So the Heir Apparent's hair is standing up because of thunder?" Qu Ying asked hurriedly.
"If your realm is not high enough, you naturally won't be able to see anything."
"Then what realm is needed?"
"You haven't even condensed your Sword Intent, you're far off, take it slowly."
"Sword Intent…" Qu Ying gently shook her head.
Sword Intent is something mysterious and profound; no one can clearly explain how to cultivate it.
The swordplay manuals say that when a person and the sword become one, with utmost sincerity and purity, Sword Intent will naturally form.
But no matter how she practices, she can't achieve this.
Is it because she's not sincere enough, not pure enough?
After so many years of arduous cultivation, no one is more sincere or pure than her, right?
Chu Zhiyuan's hair became increasingly fluffy, and even his clothes began to bulge.
Gradually, they felt an inexplicable pressure emanating from Chu Zhiyuan's body.
Lu Donghu and the two Elders, Qu Qianbi and Liu Ruixiang, couldn't help but retreat, retreating further and further, barely resisting this strange pressure.
Qu Ying stood behind Qu Qianbi, still feeling difficulty breathing, her whole body as if plunged into an icy cellar, and soon her face turned pale and her body trembled.
Qu Qianbi placed a hand on her shoulder, injecting spiritual energy to protect her body, but it had no effect.
He could only helplessly lower his voice: "Ying'er, you should withdraw."
Qu Ying stubbornly shook her head.
She insisted on seeing clearly.
Lu Donghu also lowered his voice in a secret transmission: "Let Xiao Ying be, if she really can't bear it, then we'll see."
Qu Qianbi looked at him and nodded helplessly.
This was indeed a rare opportunity, but if one's cultivation was insufficient, forcing it would only lead to suffering.
Qu Ying gritted her teeth, but her snow-white and neat teeth began to chatter.
She tried hard to bite down, but it was useless; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't help her upper and lower teeth from colliding.
Her body was constantly trembling.
The aura emanating from Chu Zhiyuan became increasingly powerful, eventually forcing the few of them to be unable to withstand it, and they could only retreat step by step, until they retreated outside the main hall.
The doors of the main hall were opened, and the door curtains were lifted.
They stood on the steps outside the main hall, trying their best to steady themselves, staring intently inside.
Chu Zhiyuan's hair slowly began to flatten, but the aura on his body became even more tyrannical.
Faintly, a bright moon appeared before their eyes.
It was clearly daytime, but they felt as if they were in the darkness of night, with a round of bright moon slowly showering down its clear radiance.
They felt a coolness all over their bodies, and their minds were clear.
They couldn't help but be intoxicated, as if admiring the moon and losing themselves, with only the bright moon remaining.
Unknowingly, time passed, and suddenly, in one moment, the bright moon suddenly changed.
As if it suddenly expanded, instantly enlarging to fill the entire night sky.
Silver radiance fell from the sky.
They suddenly woke up, finding themselves already drenched in sweat, as if they had been fished out of water.
A gust of wind blew past, chilling them to the bone.
It was a cold that penetrated to the bone.
This was a feeling that a Grandmaster should never have; this time, spiritual energy failed to protect their bodies.
"Sword Intent!" Lu Donghu exhaled softly.
Qu Qianbi and Liu Ruixiang nodded with solemn expressions, and then shook their heads again.
Qu Ying, however, found that she was completely unharmed; the previous cold and pressure had disappeared without a trace.
Seeing Lu Donghu and the other two sweating profusely, while she was dry and refreshed.
Lu Donghu and the other two also noticed her strangeness and couldn't help but look at Chu Zhiyuan.
After exchanging glances, they understood.
He was already controlling his power, restraining the pressure on Qu Ying.
As for why he didn't restrain his attacks on the three of them, it was either because he lacked the strength, or because he was doing it on purpose.
Chu Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes.
Purple light flickered in his eyes, slowly receding, and he looked up at the four of them.
They only felt a slight burning pain in their eyes and dared not meet his gaze.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "What a Sky Blade."
"Heir Apparent, how is it?" Lu Donghu hurriedly said, "Did you gain any insights?"
Chu Zhiyuan looked at the Sky Blade in his hand and sighed: "I've gained a little, I suppose."
"Only gained a little?"
Lu Donghu and the other three re-entered the main hall, shaking their heads with smiles: "You've gained quite a bit, haven't you?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "After all, it's not the same path as mine. The stones from other hills can be used to polish jade. Your sect's Founder still doesn't want others to窥得the ultimate Dao of the sword."
"Haha…" Lu Donghu laughed: "This is inevitable. In that era, swordplay was still highly valued, unlike now."
In that era, swordplay was the foundation of a sect, and focusing on swordplay was fundamental.
In that era, internal energy cultivation was only an auxiliary; swordplay could surpass the gap in internal energy realm.
But this era has changed; the realm of internal energy cultivation is more important.
Therefore, the various sects of the martial world are subject to the imperial court and subject to meritorious service. To quickly improve the realm of internal energy cultivation, cultivation resources are essential.
Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "Your sect's Founder was indeed amazingly talented. I admire him."
According to the Glazed Blade Sutra, the swordplay realm of the Sky Blade is only at the God Sealing Realm.
Equivalent to his own realm.
The Sky Blade can break through space because of the Sky Blade itself.
This blade originated from beyond the heavens, so naturally it also belongs to beyond the heavens.
Under normal circumstances, this blade would return to beyond the heavens, completely leaving.
This Flying Sky Sect's Founder, through the Blade God, allowed future generations to pull it back, which greatly opened his eyes.
So the Blade God can be applied in this way.
The Blade God can actually break through spatial constraints; this was something he never expected.
If he hadn't seen this Sky Blade, he probably wouldn't have thought of this aspect.
Perhaps many years later, by chance, he would have discovered its wonderful use.
As for the Blade God on this blade, it did indeed benefit him somewhat, increasing his Bright Moon Blade God by one-third.
With another increase of one-third, he would reach the perfection of the God Sealing Realm and step into the Transformation Realm.
If he reaches the Transformation Realm, can it allow him to go to the next level and break through this second floor?
He looked at his Golden Pavilion; it was already quite damaged. According to this progress, he would be able to break through this first floor in about a year.
A year is already extremely fast.
But if he could be faster, wouldn't that be even better?
"The Founder's swordplay is indeed like a god's," Lu Donghu shook his head: "The later disciples are unworthy."
Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "Sect Leader Lu, what is the origin of this Sky Blade?"
The strongest in the vast Flying Sky Sect is only at the Sword Intent level, and there is no further progress.
Swordplay has declined to this point, which is truly regrettable. This is the trend of heaven and earth, and even geniuses cannot defy it.
"I don't know," Lu Donghu shook his head: "It was obtained by the Founder in a strange encounter when he was young. As for its origin, the Founder didn't say… Heir Apparent can visit, but it really can't be given away."
He cast his gaze at the Sky Blade.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Even if I'm thick-skinned, I wouldn't have such thoughts. This blade is indeed profound."
He gently stroked the Sky Blade with his fingertips, feeling the material of the blade, and slowly handed it out.
After the Bright Moon Blade God fought with its Blade God, his extrasensory perception finally understood the blade inside and out.
The material is peculiar, similar to the iron finger ring on his hand.
This gave him great hope.
This shows that there are still similar materials in this world, and he may not be unable to find them.
Lu Donghu smiled and took the long blade: "It's good that Heir Apparent has gained something."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "I observe that your sect's Founder's swordplay is extremely rigid and yang, how is it different from the current swordplay?"
Lu Donghu smiled bitterly: "The Thunder Swordplay requires too much, and it cannot be practiced."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Thunder Swordplay?"
Lu Donghu shook his head: "Not afraid of Heir Apparent laughing, the Founder was afraid that later generations would not be able to practice this swordplay, so he derived the Purple Yang Swordplay, then the Red Yang Swordplay, then the Fiery Yang Swordplay, and finally the Flying Sky Swordplay… What we practice now is the Flying Sky Swordplay."
