Xi Heng now knows three specific ways of transforming energy.
The simplest and most brutal one is to break through the body's physiological limits several times, just like Geng's Vajra Axe Technique, until it can accommodate the energy.
This method is too straightforward, and few people have succeeded in it, both ancient and modern.
The second method is relatively simple, which is to use internal energy to cultivate internal forces such as Gangqi and Zhenqi, like the Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu, and use the internal force to gather the light and dark forces and combine them into Huajin.
Now there is a third way, which is to skip those twists and turns. It does not involve training a strong body or cultivating true qi to help. Instead, it is to directly control the light and dark forces through hard training. As the control over the force becomes stronger and stronger, after reaching a peak, the two forces can be directly combined, and successfully refined into the transformation force.
But the problem now is that the Bloodline Sword Technique does not focus on internal force or strength, it only focuses on moves.
What moves can kill the enemy faster, how to swing the sword to achieve the highest efficiency, how to change moves while swinging the sword, how to change moves to conceal your deadly intentions and make the enemy defenseless.
How to launch a sneak attack, how to break the opponent's stance, and how to chop off the head most cleanly and neatly...
The Bloodline Sword studies the most real things in life-and-death duels, and nothing else.
It's enough as long as the internal strength is sufficient. As for the strength, it is all used for explosion and does not require too much control.
"To continue to deduce a martial art is to take the theme of the martial art to a higher level. If we practice these techniques used to kill people to the extreme, can we also achieve the state of transformation?"
"If we can achieve the same goal through different paths... then the path to the transformation of the Bloodline Sword Technique is to hone the word 'swordsmanship' to the extreme."
"The Bloodline Sword is a sword of killing. One needs to hone the sword intent through killing people, and then use the sword intent to feed back into the swordsmanship to create a unique skill." Her thoughts gradually became clear:
"The path to the transformation of the Red Line Sword Technique may lie in the sword intention and swordsmanship."
The girl flicked the reins, and the horse's hooves changed from walking slowly to pedaling quickly.
"Then first... become a sword master."
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Chapter 64: Tempering the Heart in the World of Mortals
A slightly warm spring breeze blew on his face, and after seven days of galloping on horseback, Xi Heng returned to the prosperous gate of Jiangning city.
He dismounted, paid the entrance fee, and slowly entered the city gate, leading the horse, whose back was bulging with packages even more than when he left.
This trip took her a whole month, including the return trip, and not only did the money she had not decreased, but it doubled.
Whenever he was traveling on mountain roads and waterways, he would encounter bandits not far away. Xi Heng would usually leave one or two alive and let them lead the way to the bandits' headquarters, where he would draw his sword and kill them all.
In this way, while honing the sword intent of killing, he continued to fill the blood spirit stone with spiritual power.
On the way through the city, Xi Heng casually picked up this round, bright red jade from his inventory and looked at it again and again.
The jade-like veins inside the spirit stone became clearer and clearer, and the faint glow became more eye-catching, indicating that it was full of spiritual energy.
This blood spirit stone can only hold the spiritual energy generated by the flesh and blood of five to six hundred people.
If you want to store more, you will need another Blood Spirit Stone.
Xi Heng does not have any refining materials now, and Zhao Qianyuan is already dead, so he can only wait until the next few lives to refine it.
"I thought I could store a lot and cast some of the most powerful spells directly when needed." She shook her head and put the blood stone back into the inventory.
However, using the five or six hundred units of spiritual energy in the spirit stone to amplify ordinary spells should also have considerable power.
"I can try it when I have a chance..."
The common people on the side of the road naturally could not understand her muttering, nor did they know what shocking things this beautiful female knight who was sitting sideways on the horse with a white gauze hat on her head was thinking about.
Time passed slowly, and the horse's hooves arrived at the gate of a large courtyard.
Xi Heng jumped lightly to the ground, raised his right hand and knocked on the door.
dong dong.
In a moment, a maid opened the door for her.
"Second Miss, you are back."
The other person was wearing a pink and green dress and had two simple buns on her head. Her petite figure looked delicate and exquisite with this hairstyle.
Xi Heng remembered this maid. Her name was Shuanghua. Her senior sister took her in because of her pitiful life story. She looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.
"Is senior sister at home?" Xi Heng responded simply.
"The eldest lady recently bought a lot of books in the city's bookstore, and has been studying in the study room lately."
"Senior sister has been working hard, I wonder if there have been any results..."
"I... don't know." Maid Frost Flower was stunned.
"I was just talking to myself."
Xi Heng yawned indifferently, walked around the man, passed through the hanging flower door and crossed the long corridor on the side, and went to the study next to the main house.
The door was closed, and through the paper on the door one could see a blurry figure sitting inside, leaning over and seemingly writing something.
She knocked on the door, and there was only a bland response from behind the door: "The food is on the small table at the door."
The girl tilted her head and pushed the door open.
"Didn't you say to put it on the table?" Hong Miao turned around and saw that it was Xi Heng. Her expression and cold tone immediately softened a lot. She put down the paper and pen in her hand and said gently: "Junior sister, you are back..."
Xi Heng did not respond until he raised his body and sat on the table in front of the other person, then he said jokingly:
"It's on the table."
"Junior sister is not a meal." Hong Miao put the fine brush in her hand aside.
"I can be." Xi Heng chuckled and said:
"Sister, is there any part of my body that you would like to eat? Any part of my body."
She crossed her legs, curled her toes, and spun in the air in front of her senior sister.
"Let's wait until nightfall to do these things." The senior sister was unmoved on the surface:
"How about we talk business now? I think... I found some clues about the 'evil' mentioned in the Destruction Sword Technique."
Xi Heng pressed his hands together, jumped down from the table and said respectfully: "Please teach me, Senior Sister."
Hong Miao, who had regained her serious state, took out a book and handed it to Xi Heng.
"This is the Buddhist 'Great Wisdom Sutra'. There is a sentence in it that mentions the 'Destroying Sword Technique' in your and my hands as an example, and briefly explains what 'Sha' is... but it is not clear."
"Oh?" Xi Heng took the book and asked where it was.
I didn't expect that my senior sister was so powerful that she could find clues from other books that seemed to have nothing to do with the Qiemie Sword Technique in such a short time.
“I put a bookmark and drew a picture on the middle page of the book. You can see it when you open it.”
The girl immediately opened it and saw a marked sentence, and read it softly:
“From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear; those who are free from love have no sorrow and no fear…From love comes anger, from love comes resentment, from love comes ignorance, from love comes evil.”
"I heard that there are three kinds of martial arts in the world, namely anger, hatred and extinction. They melt the heart with anger, resentment and evil, and turn people into ghosts. There is nameless evil fire in the heart and resentment in the body. This is a great evil and it is difficult to enter the great way."
"From love comes sorrow, from love comes resentment. Without love, there is no sorrow, so where is resentment? If there is no love or hate, there is no bondage."
"Love and separation, anger and resentment, are nothing but empty flowers and illusions."
Xi Heng blinked: "Is this all you said?"
The senior sister spread her hands and said, "These are the only ones I found recently. Maybe there are more in other books. I need to search them slowly."
"Love begets evil..." Xi Heng read it again and repeated these four words:
"How can love bring about evil? And how should it bring about evil?"
The words in this Buddhist book are really hard to understand. Even after reading it several times, I still can't comprehend it.
"I don't know." Senior Sister spread her hands: "Maybe I'll understand it someday."
Xi Heng looked at the Buddhist book for a while, shook his head, closed it and put it aside, then turned to his senior sister and said:
"In fact, while I was traveling, I vaguely found a path that might lead to the state of Hua Jin."
"Already found it?"
"I'm not sure if it will work. Even if it does, it will require extremely high talent and hard work." Xi Heng said, "The Bloodline Sword is a killing sword. I want to continue along this path and keep honing my sword skills to try to break through."
After hearing this, Senior Sister Hong Miao looked even more uneasy.
"This method... requires killing many people, right?"
"I plan to go to the northern border to practice swordsmanship and defend the territory of Great Zhao." Xi Heng said simply.
“But there are many experts in Yanmeng Country. This is really dangerous.” The senior sister seemed to want to dissuade him.
"I will pay attention."
"Why don't I go with you?"
"But I don't want my senior sister to fall into danger with me." Xi Heng answered immediately.
"...You also know the danger." Hong Miao turned her head to look at the other side. After hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke her mind slowly:
"There were many geniuses in the original Bloodline Sword School, and they all tried to deduce the sword technique to achieve the ultimate power."
"But their outcomes were just like Senior Zhao Qianqiu's. They fell into danger, failed, and died along the way."
"This is like a curse from heaven. Those who kill too many people will eventually be punished and retaliated against, and it will be difficult for them to achieve their wishes." She sighed softly, "The elders often say that people like you and me who practice the sword of killing will not have a good ending in the end."
"If you go to the north, maybe it will be the same." Senior Sister Hong Miao turned around and met Xi Heng's eyes, who was also serious. "Can you stay here? No."
Xi Heng shook his head.
But the sister still wanted to persist:
"You and I will live happily and peacefully here, and spend our lives happily and leisurely. We will no longer care about martial arts. We will quit the world and live in seclusion in the mountains. We will be a pair of lovebirds flying together, not envying the mandarin ducks or the immortals..."
"..."
Hong Miao was truly moved. Although she tried to keep her voice calm and peaceful, there was a hint of pleading in her eyes:
"Just think of it as doing it for my own good... I don't want you to step into danger again, and end up dead in the wilderness."
"Sorry, senior sister."
But Xi Heng still envied the immortals.
She had already decided what she would do in this life and was unwilling to change it:
"If there is an afterlife, I will keep this promise."
"But I only ask for this life, not the next life," said Hong Miao.
Xi Heng hesitated for a long time. His resolute heart, as well as the indifference developed over several reincarnations, began to waver and melt in this situation.
"I……"
She no longer dared to stay here, fearing that she would not be able to survive this worldly trial.
Now Xi Heng couldn't think of anything to say, so he just made up an excuse and left his senior sister's side.
"There was too much smoke and dust on the road today. I'm all stained. I'm going to take a shower first, Senior Sister."
She walked a few steps out of the study and closed the door.
Senior Sister Hong Miao was left alone, quietly standing there, slowly raising her hands and pressing them against her heart.
She leaned over and bit her lips lightly, with a hint of resentment revealed in her eyes without any concealment.
In the end, all the resentment can only turn into a sigh.
……
Xi Heng walked quickly in the corridor outside, and soon he went into the bathroom.
One of the maids was preparing hot water. When she saw her coming, she was stunned for a moment before greeting her.
"Greetings, Second Miss."
Xi Heng finally escaped from the love web. He let out a breath when he was far away from his senior sister and patted his chest lightly with his right hand.
When he looked up and saw the maid in the bathroom, he pretended nothing had happened and said naturally:
“Is the water available now?”
"Please wait a moment, Miss. I'll get ready." The maid walked behind the partition, and Xi Heng was the only one left in the room.
