Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

"Oh? Interesting! It actually managed to deflect seventy percent of my sword's force!" A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Lie's eyes, followed by an even stronger fighting spirit. "Watch this move! Blazing Fire - Heaven-Burning!"

He clasped his hands together, and a vast amount of fire-elemental spiritual power gathered wildly. Behind him, a phantom of a sea of ​​fire seemed to appear, and the blazing sword intent swept out like a storm! He was actually planning to use an even more powerful sword move!
Fu Shaoping knew he could no longer passively respond to attacks; otherwise, if his opponent fully unleashed the power of the Blazing Fire Sword Intent, he would be in a very passive position.

He took a deep breath, and the Chaos Sword Essence within his body surged and circulated at an unprecedented speed. The Flowing Fire Sword emitted a joyful hum, and rosy light appeared on its blade.

Just as Xiao Lie was about to unleash his sword strike, Fu Shaoping made his move!

He took a step forward, his figure seemingly merging into the wind, becoming blurred and indistinct. His Flowing Fire Sword pierced out swiftly, its tip trembling, and in the same instant, it split into three condensed sword shadows!
The first sword shadow, like the rising sun, was magnificent and full of vitality. It pierced straight at the point where Xiao Lie's sword intent was strongest, and even carried a sense of "penetration", attempting to disrupt the gathering of his spiritual power.

The second sword shadow, ethereal as a cloud, with an unpredictable trajectory, bypassed the front and attacked Xiao Lie's flank, displaying the unpredictable nature of flowing clouds.

The third sword shadow, however, remained hidden, concealed behind the first two. Its sword aura was deep and composed, containing the desolation and chill of the setting sun, poised to strike!
The simultaneous unleashing of the three swords was not a simple superposition, but rather contained a strange rhythm and connection, as if forming a tiny sword intent field that subtly sealed off the space around Xiao Lie!

This is precisely the deeper evolution of "Triple Waves" that Fu Shaoping has been undergoing through more than two years of arduous practice of the Sunset Sword Dao, combined with the subtle perception brought by the "Starry Sky Sensing Chapter"—the Three Transformations of Sunset Light!
The rising sun disturbs its momentum, the changing clouds attack its weakness, and the setting sun conceals its murderous intent!
"Well done!" Xiao Lie sensed the subtle changes and threats contained in the three swords. Instead of being surprised, he was delighted. He roared and forcibly restrained the "Burning Heaven" sword move that was about to erupt. He pushed his palms forward and a condensed, tangible phantom of a giant flaming sword crashed into Fu Shaoping's "Three Transformations of Glowing Light"!
boom--! ! !
Two completely different but powerful sword intents collided fiercely!
On one side is extreme heat and destruction, on the other is the radiant glow and Taoist charm that embodies the cycle of life and death and is ever-changing.

A violent energy shockwave erupted from the two figures, causing the platform atop Sunset Peak to tremble violently. Countless fragments of rock were swept high into the air, only to be instantly pulverized by the sword energy or melted into glass by the intense heat. Had it not been for the powerful restrictions placed upon the peak by generations of patriarchs, a section of the peak would likely have been cleaved off in an instant!
As the light faded, the two figures reappeared.

Fu Shaoping stood holding his sword, his face slightly pale, his chest heaving, clearly indicating that the fierce clash he had just endured had taken a heavy toll. The Flowing Fire Sword in his hand had dimmed slightly, and the blade was even a little hot.

On the other side, Xiao Lie's crimson brocade robe had a tiny tear at the cuff. Although it didn't hurt his skin, it made his arrogant expression less arrogant, replaced by a look of solemnity and surprise.

He glanced down at the tear in his sleeve, then looked up at Fu Shaoping, his eyes burning: "What a fine Sunset Sword Style! To be able to use skill to overcome force and damage my robes under my Blazing Fire Sword Intent! Fu Shaoping, you are indeed worthy to be my opponent!"

His fighting spirit had not diminished; on the contrary, it had intensified, clearly indicating that he wanted to fight again.

"enough."

Just then, a calm yet supremely authoritative voice rang out, seemingly echoing directly in the minds of the two. A figure in a green robe had appeared at the sidelines without anyone noticing; it was Shen Qingshan.

His gaze swept over the two in the arena, finally settling on Xiao Lie: "Junior Nephew Xiao, your Blazing Fire Sword Intent is fierce and unparalleled, but extreme strength is easily broken. Shao Ping's Sunset Sword Dao is ever-changing, but its foundation is still shallow. Let's end our sparring here today. If you want to have some fun, the Sky Dome Sword Tournament will provide you with a stage to fight it out."

Upon seeing Shen Qingshan, Xiao Lie's arrogance subsided considerably. He clasped his hands in a respectful greeting: "Greetings, Uncle Shen. Uncle is right to reprimand me; I, Xiao Lie, was indeed reckless." He then turned to Fu Shaoping, his fighting spirit still burning in his eyes, "Junior Brother Fu, today's battle was not enough. Let's settle this once and for all in the Heavenly Sword Tournament!"

Fu Shaoping sheathed his sword and returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "Senior Brother Xiao's swordsmanship is formidable, I admire it greatly. I will definitely seek your guidance again during the Heavenly Sword Tournament."

Xiao Lie laughed heartily, said no more, transformed into a crimson sword light, and soared into the sky as arrogantly as he had come, disappearing into the clouds.

After he left, Shen Qingshan looked at Fu Shaoping and nodded slightly: "Your response was acceptable. You have made some progress in 'Three Transformations of the Glowing Clouds,' but you still need more refinement. Your understanding of the 'Starry Sky Induction Chapter' needs to be deepened. If you can predict the turning points of the sword intent earlier, you can respond more calmly."

"Disciple understands," Fu Shaoping replied respectfully. Although the battle with Xiao Lie was brief, it allowed him to truly experience the strength of other top sword geniuses and also exposed some of his own shortcomings.

Shen Qingshan looked into the distance, his gaze distant: "The Celestial Sword Tournament is approaching, a time of dazzling stars and fierce competition. Xiao Lie is merely one of them. Prepare well."

Having said that, he casually flicked his blue robe and vanished from sight.

Standing alone atop the peak, Fu Shaoping felt the slightly surging sword energy and fighting spirit within his body, gently stroking the warm, smooth jade tablet of the true inheritance in his hand.

The Sky Battle is drawing ever closer.

His gaze returned to the endless sky, his heart filled with anticipation.

The brilliance of the setting sun will surely withstand the storms of life on that world-renowned stage, displaying its own most dazzling splendor! After his battle with Xiao Lie, Fu Shaoping was not complacent with his small victory, but instead became even more composed. He knew that Xiao Lie had not used all his trump cards, and that there were countless opponents like Xiao Lie, or even stronger, on the Sky Dome Sword Tournament.

Forging my natal flying sword is now of utmost urgency.

He adjusted himself to his peak condition, set up multiple layers of restrictions on the summit of Sunset Peak, and sat cross-legged before the increasingly vibrant black stone. This stone, obtained from the depths of the Sword Tomb, contained the meaning of eternal icy stillness, perfectly matching the true meaning of "setting sun" in his Sunset Sword Dao, making it the best embryo for forging his natal flying sword.

Forging a natal magic weapon, especially a sword cultivator's natal flying sword, is no small feat. It requires using one's own essence and blood as a catalyst, one's soul as fire, and the Daoist essence as a foundation, cultivating the sword embryo with one's own life force, where one prospers and the other suffers.

Fu Shaoping held his breath and forced out a drop of his heart's essence blood from his fingertip. The blood was bright red and contained his immense life force and chaotic sword essence. It slowly dripped into the sword-shaped indentation that had already taken shape on the black stubborn stone.

"Buzz—!" The moment the essence blood merged, the stubborn rock trembled violently, emitting a deep yet piercing buzz! The dark luster on its surface suddenly brightened, and the eternal icy silence within seemed to be activated, resonating strongly with Fu Shaoping's Sunset Sword Intent and Chaos Sword Essence!
He dared not be negligent. He formed hand seals, and the power of his soul surged forth from his sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into an invisible heart fire that enveloped the entire stubborn rock! At the same time, he transformed all his understanding of the Sunset Sword Dao—the hope of the morning glow, the changes of the flowing clouds, the desolation and reincarnation of the setting sun, and even the trace of the celestial trajectory he had comprehended from the "Chapter on the Sensing of Stars"—into profound runes and infused them into the stubborn rock!

This was an extremely dangerous and agonizing process. The burning of the divine soul fire and the impact of the Daoist runes constantly tested his willpower and control. The black, stubborn stone was not passively enduring the attack; its inherent icy desolation instinctively resisted the intrusion of external forces, and the chilling coldness backfired on his divine soul, as if trying to freeze his consciousness.

Fu Shaoping held fast to his sword heart, his mind clear and serene. He guided the chaotic sword essence to flow in continuously, using his own Daoist principles as a hammer and his divine soul as fire to constantly temper and polish this stubborn stone.

Time slipped away amidst the silence and fierce struggle. One day, two days…

At the summit of Luoxia Peak, strange phenomena unfold. Sometimes the morning glow fills the sky, warm and gentle; sometimes the clouds drift and swirl, ever-changing; sometimes the setting sun is like blood, a silent cycle of death; and sometimes, illusory stars flicker and fade, encircling the stubborn rock enveloped by chaotic rosy light and inner fire.

Seven days later!

The black stone had changed drastically, its entire body displaying a strange color that was a mixture of dark red and chaos. Its shape had completely transformed into the prototype of a short sword about three feet long, without a sheath or handle. The sword's lines were smooth and ancient, and its surface was naturally engraved with mysterious patterns that resembled rosy clouds, star trails, and even ice cracks.

It is no longer a stubborn rock, but a newly born sword embryo, connected to his heart and soul, and in harmony with the Dao!
The most crucial moment has arrived—the awakening of the spirit!
Fu Shaoping suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes bursting with chaotic light. He bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood containing his own sword essence onto the sword embryo. At the same time, he used his soul to make the strongest call, pouring his sword intent into it without reservation!

"With my blood, I forge your body! With my will, I awaken your spirit! From this day forward, we shall accompany you, together ascending the Great Dao!"

"Sword complete—Silence strikes!"

“Zheng——!!!”

A clear and resonant sword cry, seemingly capable of severing cause and effect and piercing through reincarnation, soared into the sky from the sword embryo! It pierced straight through the nine heavens! The sea of ​​clouds within a hundred miles around Sunset Peak was instantly dispersed and lifted into the sky by this sword cry!
The short sword "Jingji" suddenly burst forth with dazzling chaotic light, floated up on its own, and flew and circled around Fu Shaoping joyfully. The sword body trembled slightly, conveying affection, closeness, and an extremely restrained yet chillingly sharp edge!

My natal flying sword, Jing Ji, is complete!
The moment the Silence Sword was completed, Fu Shaoping had a sudden inspiration. The bottleneck that had been stuck at the peak of the early Foundation Establishment stage suddenly loosened under the stimulation of the unity of man and sword and the perfection of Dao!

Without hesitation, he took out the "Enlightenment Pill" that he had treasured for a long time and swallowed it!
As the elixir entered his stomach, it transformed into a cool yet vast torrent of Daoist energy, rushing straight into his sea of ​​consciousness! Countless confusions and obstacles he had encountered in his previous cultivation suddenly became clear! He gained a deeper understanding of the Sunset Sword Dao, especially the essence of the Dao—the endless cycle of dawn, flowing clouds, and setting sun—into which he gained a more profound insight!
The chaotic sword essence in the Qi Sea surged wildly, compressed, and underwent a qualitative change!
Mid-stage foundation building, success will come naturally!
Moreover, because his foundation was too solid, and with the double help of the Enlightenment Pill and his natal sword, his cultivation did not stop after breaking through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. It continued to improve steadily until it stabilized at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, which was close to the peak, before stopping!
He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging Chaos Sword Essence within his body, far surpassing anything he had ever felt before, and the Jingji Sword hovering in front of him, perfectly in sync with his will and at his command. An unprecedentedly powerful confidence welled up within him.

Now, his strength is many times greater than when he fought Xiao Lie!
With a thought, the Silence Sword transformed into a chaotic, startling swan, silently entering his body and being nurtured in his dantian.

It's time to leave.

There is only a little over a month left until the Sky Dome Sword Tournament.

He needed a real battle to familiarize himself with the power he had gained after his breakthrough, as well as his newly born natal flying sword—Jingji.

He looked outside the sect, his divine sense scanning the list of tasks for true disciples, quickly locking onto one—

[Clear the stronghold of the suspected early-stage Core Formation demonic cultivator 'Hundred Ghosts Master' deep within the Black Wind Mountains. This fiend is skilled at commanding ghosts, causing havoc in the region, and has repeatedly escaped encirclement. Quest Level: Upper A. Recommendation: Late Foundation Establishment or Core Formation cultivators are advised to accept this quest.]

The tasks at the A level correspond to the risks associated with the Core Formation stage.

A sharp glint flashed in Fu Shaoping's eyes.

It is it.

He intended to use the head of this Hundred Ghosts Master as a sacrifice for his Jingji Sword and for the upcoming Heavenly Sword Tournament! Having chosen his target, Fu Shaoping did not delay any longer. He did not use the "Sun Chasing Boat" bestowed upon him by the sect, but instead relied on his own profound cultivation at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, transforming into an almost invisible chaotic golden rainbow, silently leaving the Qingxuan Sect and heading straight for the Black Wind Mountain Range.

The Black Wind Mountains stretch for tens of thousands of miles, shrouded in miasma and teeming with evil spirits, making them a haven for many demonic cultivators and malevolent beings. The Hundred Ghosts Master is among the most outstanding, exceptionally cunning, and his stronghold is hidden and fortified with numerous ghost arrays, making it difficult for ordinary cultivators to find. Even if they do find it, they often find themselves trapped in a sea of ​​ghosts and perish on the spot.

Fu Shaoping activated his escape technique at the outer edge of the mountain range, not venturing deeper rashly. He activated the "Star Sensing Chapter," his divine sense acting like an invisible spider web, guided by the unseen celestial trajectories, carefully sensing the flow of yin energy and resentment within the mountain range.

The dense Yin energy that ordinary cultivators would fear was like a beacon in the darkness before his Sunset Sword Intent, which had been infused with the essence of eternal icy stillness. He followed the purest and most refined source of Yin energy, traversing through dense forests and miasma, avoiding unnecessary troubles and low-level evil spirits.

Three days later, he arrived at the edge of a valley shrouded in black mist. The valley entrance was filled with jagged rocks, like menacing ghosts, and the air reeked of a nauseating stench and pure, potent Yin energy. The Yin energy here was far stronger than anywhere else, even faintly forming a force field that disturbed the senses and eroded the mind.

"This is it." Fu Shaoping's eyes narrowed slightly. He could sense that deep in the valley, there was a chilling aura comparable to that of the early stage of Core Formation, which must be the Hundred Ghosts Master.

He didn't conceal himself, but stepped directly into the black mist. (End of Chapter)