Destiny is ashes

Chapter 28: Subjugating the Evil Sword Spirit
"That is……"

When he opened his eyes, it was already early morning and the others were not awake yet. An Jing subconsciously wanted to hold something, and the broken sword followed his mind and turned from virtual to real, appeared in his palm, and was held tightly by him.

After he realized what was happening, he was already covered in cold sweat.

The broken sword rang softly. An Jing looked down and muttered to himself, "Subdue Demons...Subdue Evil...Is this your name?"

"I do not remember."

The sword spirit said in a calm voice: "I am disconnected. I remember very little. Not only are there gaps, but there are even many contradictions and conflicts."

"…Why did you choose me?"

"Other children don't have such strong curiosity and drive. They are all afraid and forgetful."

The sword spirit chuckled and said, "But you didn't, so I reminded you so that you wouldn't die so quickly."

"And the subsequent events also prove your uniqueness - after you learned the truth, you wanted to kill all of these evil thieves."

"This is 'Fuxie'."

"That's why I chose you."

"Sister Fuxie, or Brother Fuxie?"

An Jing sighed: "How should I address you? If you have any other cultivation methods, please teach me as soon as possible. My manor is under the control of the Demon Cult, and there is also a manor owner who is in the Inner Strong Realm. I am afraid that it is not enough to just rely on the 'Pure and Quiet Sword View' and some basic martial arts."

"That's true. But don't call me brother or sister. I am a sword, I have no gender. You can just call me Sword Spirit, or Fuxie."

The Fuxie Sword Spirit said, "As for the method of cultivation, I also want to teach you... I was once an immortal sword, and all I know are the wonderful methods of the immortal way. Although most of them have been lost, it is not a problem to teach you."

"However, after the catastrophe, Huaixu Realm gave up the path of cultivation of 'spiritual root refining' and switched to the current fate martial arts cultivation. There must be a profound reason behind this. I dare not give instructions casually and act as a teacher without permission."

"Spiritual roots refining qi?"

An Jing frowned slightly. Fortunately, he was also a half-educated person. He vaguely remembered that there was some relevant information recorded in the Dachen Sutra: "Drawing talismans and granting talismans, commanding ghosts and gods?"

"That was just a part of the Qi Refining Immortal Path in the past."

Fu Xie Sword Spirit denied: "Similarly, in my era, martial arts practitioners were just a branch of body cultivators, and they would all return to the right path of Qi cultivation in the future."

"But Huaixu Realm has obviously developed a new set of martial arts inheritance, which is profound and extensive, and seems to be no less than the immortal way. This is why I am reluctant to give random instructions."

"As far as I can remember, there is no special martial arts training method, but if you are willing to take the risk, I do have an idea."

At this point, Fu Xie recalled softly: "I have a sword cultivation technique called 'Taibai Haoling Divine Forbidden'."

He waited for an extremely long time before finally waiting for an An Jing who met his requirements. He had already thought of all this and now he explained it in detail: "This method uses Qi to condense evil spirits, and uses evil spirits to transform prohibitions, and refine prohibitions into the body. It is a first-class sword training body technique, but it is extremely difficult to get started. It requires pure evil spirits to connect with essence and energy, and cast a 'Taibai Forbidden Seed' in the body, and then use the essence of the five metals to irrigate and grow it."

"Finally, when you have cultivated to perfection, you will be able to develop a great magical power, 'Taibai Fa Zai Po Xie Wu De Dan'."

"This method does not involve external forces, does not attract evil spirits, and is purely internal cultivation. Although it is difficult and profound, no matter how the world environment changes, the effect remains the same."

"Pure evil spirit is hard to find, but you have my sword evil spirit as a guide. If you have enough resources, you can get started quickly."

"With this as a starting point, you can become a cultivator. You will not be afraid of ordinary swords, bows and arrows, or even magic. This should be the most suitable for this world."

Fu Xie thought for a moment and added, "However, this method requires a large amount of refined black iron, purple tin and other metals in the early stages of practice. It is extremely resource-intensive and is also known as the 'Taibai Swallowing Gold Divine Prohibition'." "The only problem is that Xuanming Manor doesn't seem to have any [Fine Forged Metals]."

"Yes."

Thinking of this, An Jing, who was quite excited when he heard it, suddenly calmed down: "It's good to practice the law, but it's useless if you can't even get started."

"There will always be some." Now it was the Sword Spirit's turn to comfort him: "Pay attention first. Xuanming Manor may have a weapons warehouse. There may be fine forged hardware there."

"Yes, thank you very much."

An Jing also calmed himself down. At this moment, the other teenagers in the dormitory had also woken up. An Jing knew that he had to start preparing to lead the team in morning exercises.

As always, there was no change, only Cang Linzu vaguely noticed something, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Boss, the corners of your eyes are a little red, did you not sleep well?"

"I just dreamed about those who left." An Jing smiled and patted the other person on the shoulder. After the other person exclaimed, "Boss, you actually dream about them too?!", he took him to the training ground and trained him so hard that he was out of breath and couldn't say a word.

In the afternoon, while leading the team in training, An Jing met the owner of the medicine shop who 'happened' to come for inspection.

The two looked at each other.

The old man smiled encouragingly, and An Jing returned his gaze calmly.

One side sees this as a sign of submissiveness, or as the essence of indifference.

One side is waiting and enduring.

Just like a tiger lying on a deserted hill, its minions are lurking to endure.

time flies.

Because the number of people had been determined to be twelve groups of nine, totaling 108 people, the training in Xuanming Manor was gradually fixed. An Jing also pretended to be calm and continued his life and training for more than a month without revealing any flaws.

During this period, An Jing gradually mastered his internal energy, meditated with the sword technique of tranquility, and made the most efficient use of Xuanming Manor's resources to improve his internal energy and blood.

Because An Jing had a profound foundation, his internal energy was like a river once he broke through, and he had surpassed the weakest and slowest developing stage of 'internal energy like silk'. Therefore, his absorption of various nutrients was terrifying. Even though he was given extra food as the eldest senior brother every day, he was always the first to finish it, and then said that he was not full.

Originally, Xuanming Manor would not provide additional resources, but with the tacit approval of the owner of the medicine manor, An Jing could basically eat three times as much food as an ordinary disciple every day. This terrifying appetite and digestion ability made all the disciples of Xuanming Manor extremely in awe, especially An Jing's figure was not affected at all.

And all of these foods turned into nourishment for his peace and improvement.

The three internal nourishments are like silk, like a river, and like a tide. There is a huge gap between the three realms.

[The inner breath is like silk], just like water drops in the summer, even if it can moisten the lips, it will soon dry up.

It was just like when An Jing's mother was fighting with bandits. After killing seven of them, she was exhausted and the bandit leader found an opportunity to injure her.

Only when the internal energy that has been nurtured exceeds a certain limit and turns into a river running within the body, can one reach the state of [internal energy like a river], just like a puddle that can still exist for a long time under the scorching sun. One can then use the internal energy for a long time and become a true warrior.

An Jing's inner breath was originally only slightly better than inner breath like silk, flowing like a gurgling stream. Although it could be used for a period of time, it was only about one or two minutes.

But with the resources of the Demon Cult, his internal energy gradually grew stronger, and he could circulate his internal energy for nearly three minutes.

(End of this chapter)