The stolen magic is a bit magical

“Of course it’s a good thing, it’s enough to ensure that her cultivation progresses rapidly, but if someone has ulterior motives, she is also in great danger,” Feng Ji said.

"for example?"

"For example, if someone who specializes in the rules of life and death were to encounter her, she would be the best vessel for them to improve their cultivation."

The cultivation furnace.

A term used exclusively in the spiritual practice community.

What is a tripod furnace?

Simply put, it's a medicinal pill!
She is the elixir that allows a highly skilled cultivator to enhance their cultivation!

Lin Xiaosu's heart stirred slightly...

Suddenly, he looked up.

A butterfly fluttered down from the courtyard wall.

The flight path of this butterfly is completely different from that of an ordinary butterfly.

No, to be precise, it only appears so different when you cross this courtyard wall.

The courtyard wall has strange stones that can create air turbulence. The turbulence prevents sound waves from passing through, which is why the courtyard wall remains quiet.

Such air turbulence is generally imperceptible to humans, because no matter how turbulent the air is, humans can easily cross it. However, for such a light butterfly, air turbulence would cause its flight to become deformed, but this butterfly's flight trajectory remained completely unchanged.

Lin Xiaosu's voice quietly slipped into Feng Ji's ears: "Senior sister, be careful!"

A butterfly, under normal circumstances, does not require special care.

But this is Kun Cang, where great powers are everywhere.

Who knows what a butterfly means?
Feng Ji followed his gaze and saw the butterfly.

Her heart skipped a beat as she sensed the butterfly's every move, but she deliberately avoided paying it any attention...

Suddenly, a sound came from the butterfly's mouth and entered her eardrums, startling her.

Lin Xiaosu also suddenly looked up, staring at the butterfly in surprise...

"What did you hear?" Feng Ji asked.

“It said, ‘Come with me!’” Lin Xiaosu said.

"Are you sure it's 'Follow me'?" Feng Ji asked.

"Sure!"

Feng Ji's expression shifted dramatically: "What it told me was: Come with me!"

Lin Xiaosu stared at her blankly: "The meaning is the same, but the words are different. What does that mean?"

"This means it didn't issue a general invitation, but rather a separate invitation specifically for you and me," Feng Ji said. "What should we do?"

Lin Xiaosu pondered for a moment: "There's a saying that you can ignore mass text messages, but you need to respond to targeted text messages! Should we listen to that?"

"Are you really going? This could be Chi Lian's doing."

“Chi Lian doesn’t need to pull this trick. We’re in the Chaotic Cloud Heaven. He can see us anytime he wants. Doing this will only lower his stature,” Lin Xiaosu said. “Besides, we’re not afraid of him.”

The last sentence is the key point.

In the end, he still has a trump card up his sleeve!
Feng Ji nodded: "Let's go!"

The butterflies fluttered up and flew over the courtyard wall.

The two climbed out of the window and followed it.

Inside the Celestial Master's Mansion, no one noticed.

Lin Xiaosu was greatly shocked...

If at first he was somewhat unsure whether Chi Lian was behind this, now he is absolutely certain that it is not Chi Lian.

Why?

Because when they left the Celestial Master's Mansion, there seemed to be a special passage around them.

Everything has been blocked!
This is a skill that Chi Lian cannot possess.

Even the butterfly itself is beyond the comprehension of a master at the Enlightenment Realm.

It can talk!

If the statement "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals were not allowed to become spirits" is true, then there is only one possibility...

This matter involves the path of spiritual cultivation!
This butterfly possesses a primordial spirit within it!
The Enlightenment Realm, the second level of the Enlightenment Realm, is a level that no one in the entire Kun Cang can reach.

Of course, it's just not on the surface!

Now it seems that there is!

Feng Ji moved as lightly as a breeze, her gaze sweeping over the Celestial Master's Mansion that she had just passed...

She spotted someone in a pavilion in the Celestial Master's Mansion at a glance.

Dawa sat in the attic, gazing at the moon in the sky.

Today is the twelfth day of the first lunar month, and the moon is gradually becoming full.

Under the cold, clear moonlight, a woman gazes intently at the shifting moon.

Her name is Dawa. According to her fellow disciples, this name means "moon" in Tibetan. As the moon on earth, what thoughts are on her mind as she gazes at the moon in the sky?
Why did she think that Dawa had really been seduced by this bad junior brother?

I won over her girlish heart with a story.

Oh, what a tragedy...

Lin Xiaosu didn't have as many frills as her. Following the butterfly into the Two Realms Mountain, he was completely focused. Under the all-seeing eye of the Heavenly Dao, the butterfly fluttering in front of him looked real in every way.

However, everything around me, from the plants to the trees, seemed abnormal.

With a whoosh, the butterfly flapped its wings.

As Lin Xiaosu took a step forward, the scenery in front of her suddenly changed completely.

The towering Liangjie Mountain has disappeared.

The dense jungle has disappeared.

Before me lay a tranquil lake, and on the horizon, a nearly full moon hung in the sky.

The cool sunlight shone on the lake, and the lake rippled with tranquil waves.

Behind him, the wind rose and the clouds flew, revealing a sheer cliff.

Feng Ji has also disappeared.

Lin Xiaosu was greatly surprised. With a flash of divine insight, she realized that everything before her was not an illusion.

However, amidst the completely real natural phenomena, sword energy crisscrosses.

The lake water surged, clearly the furious strike of a sword.

The old willows by the lake sway gently, their movement clearly resembling the power of a sword.

The bamboo grove beside the old willow tree is made of swords.

Even the clouds rolling behind him on the precipice were surging with sword energy.

A ripple of emotion stirred within him…

With a splash, a small boat came from the lake.

On the boat, an old boatman rowed a single oar, one stroke, two strokes, three strokes, until the small boat reached the shore.

The boatman slowly raised his head.

His face was weathered and worn.

His hands were as withered as an old tree.

However, his eyes shone like stars.

Those eyes quietly settled on Lin Xiaosu's face: "Kid, do you have a question? Where did your companion go?"

"Yes!" "You don't need to have that question. You only need another question: How do I find her!"

"Correct!"

"It's actually quite simple. Just take three of my sword strikes, and you'll be able to see her."

Lin Xiaosu nodded: "Where's your sword?"

The boatman seemed a little confused by the simple question, scratching his head: "Oh yeah, where's my sword? Hmm, it's been too long and I forgot. No problem, I'll make one!"

With a gentle wave of his hand, half of the oar was suddenly removed.

As he made rapid, sweeping strokes, the oar quickly took the shape of a sword. After about ten breaths, the boatman tilted his head and examined the wooden sword in his hand: "How's this sword?"

“Ugly!” Lin Xiaosu said.

"Young man, show some respect for the old man's work. How about you be polite?" the boatman said, displeased.

Lin Xiaosu said, "If I were to flatter you against my will, that would be disrespectful to you."

The boatman sighed: "Alright, I was originally planning to have a symbolic exchange with you, but you insist on sticking to your principles. Fine, I won't give in. I'll beat you black and blue as a sign of respect!"

"Come!" Lin Xiaosu raised her hand, and the Five Elements Sword was in her grasp.

"you first!"

Chi!
Lin Xiaosu drew her sword!
Once the sword is drawn, those who are separated are severed!
Sharp and unparalleled, it slayed the boatman.

The moment the boatman raises his wooden sword, it signifies the end of a separation.

Equally sharp and incomparable.

Lin Xiaosu's eyes lit up, and the tip of her longsword suddenly shot out a two-zhang-long cold light!
Sword intent added!

With the addition of sword intent, this move, "Severing the Person," truly possesses the sharpness to cut through all things.

However, the wooden sword in the old man's hand suddenly emitted a sharp light.

This blast of light stretched for three zhang (approximately 10 meters)!

Chi!
Lin Xiaosu's broken heart was directly torn apart.

The sword's edge flashed across the sky, reaching Lin Xiaosu's throat.

Lin Xiaosu suddenly raised the long sword in her hand.

The second move of the Separation Swordplay: The Heavy Feelings of Separation.

In the past, when parting was so intense, a single sword strike could topple a mountain; even those who could see to the very heavens would be repelled by his single sword.

Today, Li Qingzhong, imbued with sword intent, has undergone a miraculous transformation.

With the long sword held upright, the momentum of a mountain tilting naturally forms.

The cold glint of the sword that the old boatman shot at him was instantly shattered!

Lin Xiaosu swung her longsword down with the momentum!

This sword strike was as if the heavens themselves were collapsing.

The lake water beneath the old man's feet seemed to have been forcefully pressed down two feet by this sword strike.

The old man exclaimed in approval, "Excellent!"

With a slash of the wooden sword, it sails upstream against the current!

boom!
Lin Xiaosu flew away...

The lake suddenly rose, sending the old man into the air.

Above the sky, the wooden sword struck down. This strike seemed to shake the entire galaxy. It was undoubtedly a deep sorrow of parting, but how could Lin Xiaosu compare to his sorrow of parting?

This is not just like the sky collapsing, it is absolutely the sky collapsing!
Lin Xiaosu's heart pounded wildly...

His longsword drew a graceful arc, and around him, a misty, rainy Jiangnan landscape unfolded.

This is his strongest sword technique, "Tears of Parting".

The old man's grief at parting was like a heavy weight falling from the sky onto this misty Jiangnan region, stirring up a vast expanse of ripples.

Lotus flowers bloom above the misty waters!

A hundred lotus flowers swayed in the wind, and one flower flew up to meet the old man's illusory sword strike.

As all the flowers wither and fall, a single petal flies away, and from then on, the world's traditions will never fade!

The old man suddenly turned around in mid-air.

The heavy sorrow of parting, which loomed over the vast sky, vanished without a trace.

Flowers were blooming all around him.

Amidst the withering of all flowers, only one petal takes flight!

This flower was directed at the one Lin Xiaosu had shot out.

In terms of size, Lin Xiaosu's flower is a giant lotus, over three feet long.

The old man's flower was less than three inches long.

Judging by color, Lin Xiaosu's giant lotus is incomparably beautiful.

The old man's flowers, their last red petals faded, were now only a faint wisp of blue light.

With a soft hiss, Lin Xiaosu's giant lotus turned into scattered crimson petals, while the old man's blue-and-white flower, carrying endless sorrow of parting, drifted away...

The entire world was deathly silent.

In the misty rain of Jiangnan, one can almost hear the mournful sound of wind instruments.

puff!
The blue and white flower suddenly appeared between Lin Xiaosu's eyebrows.

Lin Xiaosu had no way to avoid it.

It looked like the blue flower was about to devour him.

Suddenly, with a soft "poof," the blue and white porcelain exploded, transforming into a shower of light that vanished without a trace.

Lin Xiaosu stared wide-eyed at the old man by the lake.

The old man watched him quietly.

"The Sword Path of the Parting Ones!" Lin Xiaosu asked, "Senior, are you also a former member of the Li Palace?"

“If leaving home, relatives, and homeland counts as leaving a person, then I am one!” the boatman said. “However, I am not the kind of person you think of who has left the palace.”

"Today we meet with a junior; I wonder what your intentions are, senior?"

The boatman said, "Only after you accept my tear of parting can I tell you my true intentions."

"Senior's swordsmanship is unfathomable. This move, 'Tears of Parting,' is beyond my ability to withstand."

The boatman laughed: "You certainly can't handle it right now, but how about I give you three years?"

"Three years?"

"Yes, three years. If you can withstand this sword strike, you will be a genius and qualified to understand my true intentions."

Lin Xiaosu said, "Senior means well, but... I don't have three years to spare..."

The boatman's brow suddenly furrowed...

Lin Xiaosu then asked, "How about we set a limit of three days?"

"Three days?" The boatman's eyes widened.

"Yes! Success or failure depends on only three days!"

The boatman said, "Do you know where the difference lies between you and this old man?"

"I have a general idea. I have only grasped the essence of swordsmanship. Senior's sword strike just now was truly blue and white."

"The will to the sword is like a series of levels, each a different realm. You intend to start with sword intent and reach the level of blue and white porcelain in just three days?"

"I'll give it a try!" (End of Chapter)