The stolen magic is a bit magical

"On the path of cultivation, there are indeed three thousand great paths, each displaying its unique abilities. However, there are also certain rules. A towering building rises from the ground, and only one can see the wind. Junior brother, you are crippled by heaven and lack the Dao. You will never be able to break through to the Heavenly Piercing Realm, and you are destined never to see the scenery above the Heavenly Piercing Realm." Lonely Sword with Dust sighed, "I originally wanted to pass on my life's swordsmanship to you. However, the swordsmanship also has its thresholds. You cannot enter the Heavenly Piercing Realm. Even if you understand the ultimate principles of the swordsmanship, it will be in vain. The world is helpless like this."

Lin Xiaosu said, "Senior brother, don't be too upset. Even though my path of cultivation is cut off, there are still other paths I can choose."

Lone Sword Dust's eyes brightened slightly: "The Dao of Arrays?"

"Array formations are one of them!"

Gu Jian Youchen slowly raised his gaze and looked towards the northwest: "Perhaps this is my father's last wish in the afterlife. He hoped to see his disciples put aside all trivial matters and concentrate on the Dao of Arrays. Junior Brother was born with the eye of arrays and entered the Array Sect by chance, but he still lost his path of cultivation. If he knew this in the afterlife, he might sigh that Heaven has been kind to him."

His voice was infinitely desolate.

His voice was also infinitely complex.

Born into the Array Sect, he disliked array formations but preferred the way of the sword. He repeatedly defied his father, who banished him in a fit of anger. How self-centered he was back then! He abandoned his ancestral surname, entered the martial world, took the sword as his surname, made a living with the sword, and called himself Sword Without Dust.

With his sword, he has killed countless thugs.

The heart of the sword has never been stained by dust.
However, the sect underwent a great change. His father died and his cultivation vanished. The entire Array Sect sacrificed themselves in the battle. He, the sect's rebellious son who had been wandering the world and deliberately stepping out of the shadow of the array path, realized that there was still dust in his heart.

This little bit of dust represents the sect and family we only realize how precious we are after we've lost them.

A junior brother suddenly appeared today.

He possessed unparalleled talent and comprehension, and inherited the Dao of Array Formation, but lost the path of cultivation.

Father, do you like this junior brother?
For a moment, Gu Jian Youchen, who had lived on the summit of Liangjie Mountain for thousands of years, felt a surge of emotions.

"Senior brother, I know why you chose me. So, what are your reasons for choosing her?"

The "she" he was referring to was, of course, Feng Ji.

In the Celestial Master's Courtyard, the butterfly attached to the lone sword by Chen Yuan Shen is an invitation extended to him and Feng Ji.

He now knew why he had been chosen.

And what about Feng Ji?
Lone Sword Dust seemed to be pulled back from a distant, desolate look: "I chose her because of the mark of reincarnation she carries."

"Marks of Reincarnation?"

Gu Jian Youchen said, "Those who have the Samsara Mark on their bodies are the direct descendants of the Samsara Sect. When I was wandering the world in the past, I had only one guilty thing to do: I wronged the Samsara Sect. Therefore, when I encountered someone with the Samsara Mark, I always thought of giving her a little something in return to make up for the debt I owed back then."

"Where is she?" This was what Lin Xiaosu was concerned about.

"there!"

With a gentle wave of his hand, Gu Jianyouchen revealed a passage, as if parting the clouds to reveal the sun.

At the end of the passage, there was a pool of clear water and a red flower. In front of the red flower, a woman sat cross-legged; it was Feng Ji.

"Is she studying swordsmanship?"

"Yes, this sword strike is the pinnacle of the Reincarnation Sect's 'Nirvana Sword Path,' named 'The Blooming of the Other Shore Flower.' She knows the Nirvana Sword Path, but it's superficial and she hasn't mastered the technique. Only by comprehending this sword strike can her Nirvana Sword Path truly begin."

Nirvana Sword Path!

Lin Xiaosu had seen it many times.

The senior sister has a habit of shouting before unleashing her ultimate move: "The opening ceremony of Nirvana Sword Dao: Enemy and I cease to exist."

Then, the countless phoenix sword shadows merged into one, a single sword strike capable of withstanding an attack from a master of the Enlightenment Realm.

This established his renowned reputation as the number one swordsman below the Enlightenment Realm.

"The other shore flower blooms, what an elegant name. Could you demonstrate it for me?" Lin Xiaosu was very interested.

“Junior brother, you truly have a passion for the sword, but unfortunately, there’s no way you can learn this particular sword move. It’s because this move requires the integration of the Law of Reincarnation. She has the bloodline of reincarnation, which inherently contains the Law of Reincarnation, so she can comprehend it. But for you, there’s absolutely no way you can do it right now!” Lone Sword Dust said, “If you want to see it, I’ll show it to you!”

With a gentle tap of his finger, a wisp of sword energy touched the red spider lily by the pool.

That world suddenly changed.

A bouquet of flowers stretches across the heavens and the stars.

It possessed an aura of unparalleled mystery and an incomparable will...

Lin Xiaosu was shocked: "Senior brother, I've seen this move before!"

"You've seen it?" Gu Jian Youchen was also greatly surprised: "How could you have seen it?"

“Back in the day at the Li Palace, I sensed the three sword techniques of the Li Palace’s three patriarchs. These three sword techniques, coming from their hands, were incredibly profound. However, a flower from the other shore fell from the sky and with just a light touch, killed the three patriarchs of the Li Palace… Senior brother, that was your doing!”

This is not something that is too far off.

But in Lin Xiaosu's memory, it was very distant.

This dates back to when he first learned the art of Ryoujin swordsmanship.

Guided by his primordial spirit, he captured the story of the three patriarchs of the Li Palace clashing with a mysterious other shore flower.

He had a particularly deep impression of the moves that the red spider lily had used, but he could never recreate them in reality, not even a fraction of them.

But today, he had a vague idea.

That is, the red spider lily on the head of the Third Patriarch of Li Palace may have come from this senior brother in front of him.

Gu Jian Youchen looked up at the sky and sighed: "I never believed in cause and effect in the past, but it seems I have to believe it now. The one who killed the three ancestors of Li Palace was indeed me. I used my primordial spirit as the foundation and the butterfly as the carrier to carry out the other shore flower blooming technique."

Although she had already guessed it, Lin Xiaosu was still somewhat shocked when Gu Jian Youchen personally admitted it.

Gu Jian Youchen saw through his thoughts: "Kun Cang back then was not like it is now. At that time, there were quite a few giants who comprehended the gods and the rules. These people were from the ancient times and always wanted to return to the ancient times. The three ancestors of Li Palace were also among them. How could I, as your brother, let them disrupt the grand plan of my Array Sect? Therefore, I killed them all, which led to the complete gap in the level above the gods that we have today."

That's it!

Lin Xiaosu understood.

Each generation has its own way of thinking.

In that era, the Array Sect had just forcibly separated Kuncang from the Desolate Ancient World.

There are also ancient masters in it.

People yearn for their homeland and naturally think of returning.

Given his fury over the destruction of his sect and the loss of its inhabitants, it's understandable that Lone Sword Dust would kill them all.

Kun Cang's current lack of enlightenment stems from the very fact that he was like a butterfly flapping its wings back then.

This is just how things are in the world...

This is the human condition... "Senior brother, tell me about the Ancient Wilderness Realm."

"There are too many things to say about the Ancient Wilderness Realm. Where do I even begin?"

"Why don't you start by telling me how much you owe the Samsara Sect? I think that would be a very interesting story..."

Whether the story is interesting or not is another matter, but the key point is that the story should be quite lighthearted. Lin Xiaosu noticed that Gu Jian Youchen was preoccupied and decided to lighten the mood.

Sure enough, the story's popularity skyrocketed instantly.

Lone Sword with Dust said...

That was when he was young.

He roamed the martial world, his white robes as white as snow and his sword as sharp as frost.

Youth is vibrant and full of ambition.

However, he adhered to the basic theory of swordsmanship that "women affect the speed of drawing the sword," and never approached women.

Until he met a woman, Du Yuexin, the saintess of the Samsara Sect.

The two met in the martial arts world and became close friends.

Even while playing the zither and practicing swordsmanship under the moon, he had to admit that distracting thoughts arose.

He worried that his swordsmanship was being tainted and wanted to abandon her.

However, she traveled a thousand miles under the starry night to ambush him at Jianmen Pass.

That night, spring flowers were in full bloom; that night, the moonlight was like water.

them……

Finally, something good happened.

However, he still left the next day.

He left and went into hiding, changing his name and identity.

After searching in vain, she shaved her head and became a nun.

This is what Lone Sword with Dust owes...

At the beginning of the story, Gu Jian Youchen's eyes shone with light.

At the end of the story, the lone swordsman's eyes were clouded with sorrow...

"Senior brother, you abandoned her. Is your sword truly sharp now?" Lin Xiaosu sighed deeply and posed this profound question.

Gu Jian Youchen slowly raised his gaze: "Now I have no sword!"

"So, it's possible that women can affect the speed at which we draw our swords, but if there were no family ties in this world, for whom would we draw our swords? We wouldn't even have the desire to draw them!" Lin Xiaosu said.

Lone Sword Dust remained silent for a long time: "Junior Brother, it took me a thousand years to understand what you mean... Is there any wine?"

"Yes!" Lin Xiaosu stretched out her hand and took out two bottles of wine.

The Chu-style folk opera of my hometown.

The two men each took a bottle and drank from it.

“Junior brother, don’t follow my example in this matter!” said Lone Sword Dust.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't follow your example in this regard!" Lin Xiaosu said.

Lone Sword Dust chuckled softly: "She'll need at least another ten days to half a month to practice her swordsmanship. If you want to know about things in the Desolate Ancient Land, I'll tell you slowly..."

This conversation...

Lin Xiaosu's puzzle about the ancient world is slowly coming together.

A lone sword, covered in dust, once roamed the world in fine clothes and spirited horses.

They explore wherever it's fun, and venture into wherever it's dangerous.

The game features a wide variety of heroes and adventurers, and offers a glimpse into the world of martial arts.

For more than ten days, all of this reached Lin Xiaosu's ears.

He finally had a clear and concrete image of the ancient world.

That was a world where dynasties and cultivation sects coexisted.

That was a world with powerful beings who upheld the Dao.

That world is infinitely wonderful...

However, the clearer Lin Xiaosu understood that world, the more worried she became about her own.

The idea that one person can cross a boundary and destroy an entire realm is not just a legend.

That's really possible.

The law of the jungle in the universe, where the strong survive and the weak perish, is not just a legend, but a human tragedy that gradually unfolds after the third day of the third lunar month.

The end of the first year!
By the pool!
Feng Ji slowly stood up, gently stretching out her hand, her long sword pointing diagonally towards the sky.

With a hiss, the tip of the sword flashed with a blue light, and a red spider lily bloomed.

The pool appears to be divided in two; on either side of the dividing line, the water touches but does not merge, as if it were divided into two separate worlds.

Feng Ji's chest rose and fell gently, her eyes shining with boundless light.

At the mountaintop, Lin Xiaosu saw this spectacular swordplay through the passage, and her eyes shone brightly.

He had seen that red spider lily that day, falling from the sky.

He also witnessed the blooming of the red spider lilies before his eyes, a phenomenon created by the Wind Princess.

In terms of swordsmanship level, Lone Sword with Dust's "Blooming of the Other Shore" is far superior to her sword strike. However, in terms of visual impact, Feng Ji's sword strike is far more breathtaking.

Perhaps this is because people at similar levels in Kendo can resonate with each other more deeply.

The voice of Lone Swordsman with Dust came: "Junior Brother, if you really want to learn this sword technique, it's not entirely impossible." (End of Chapter)