Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapters 126, 129, 130, 131. Ten Thousand Swords Paying Homage to Subdue the Dragon (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
The cat raised its little white paw, squinted its eyes, meowed, and pointed at the fruit.

Lu Wubing roughly understood its impatience, as if it were saying, "Just eat what I tell you to eat, why ask so many questions?"

Ok.

Cats grow up beyond their control.

Does anyone know where it went to play?

Most of the fruit was stolen from the monkey mountain...

This guy is very shrewd. The day he saw Dong Ning, Teng Fang and other junior brothers and sisters from Jingxin Hall asking their seventh senior sister to send him the Golden Jade Fruit, he immediately took a liking to it.

I spent several days secretly following them.

'It's rare to find a cat that remembers its master even after finding something delicious. This cat is a worthwhile investment.'

Lu Wubing had tried it; the Golden Jade Fruit was very effective in refining the physical body. It could increase qi and blood, and strengthen muscles and bones…

He washed it and was just about to put it in his mouth when he turned his head and saw that the cat, somewhere, had picked up another golden jade fruit and dashed to the neighbor's yard.

Then, Lin Wenjing came out carrying the basin.

The bowl contained golden-brown fried dried fish and various kinds of unidentified dried meat, which smelled delicious from afar.

Lin Wenjing gently bent down and picked up the cat, laughing happily, "I just made some food, little cat, did you really go all the way to Old Ape Mountain to steal fruit? Check if you're hurt..."

'They're doing even better than me.'

Lu Wubing nearly popped his eyes out.

The cat was living a very comfortable life on the mountain. Not only was it well-liked by the female disciples, but even the male disciples would spontaneously find some good food to please it. It was much more comfortable than living on its own.

And now, even a private cat "chef" has been found.

Looking at the steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and rice porridge he had gotten from the cafeteria, Lu Wubing swallowed the golden jade fruit in one gulp, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

After eating the golden jade fruit, I felt refreshed and my stomach wasn't hungry anymore.

Lu Wubing immediately decided to stop eating.

Taking advantage of the surge of heat coursing through his body and the boiling of his blood, he pressed the True Meaning Bead of the [Subduing Dragon Sword] to his brow.

Calm your mind and reflect on yourself.

boom……

It was like a bolt of lightning striking my mind.

Before my eyes, I could vaguely see a middle-aged Taoist priest whose face I couldn't make out, standing on the mountaintop, amidst the rustling of pine trees and the rolling white clouds.

The Taoist priest's face was blurry and nothing could be seen clearly, but for some reason, his eyes always seemed very bright, brighter than the morning star.

"The Eight Swords of Subduing Dragon, Sword One, [Diving Abyss Style]. Hidden Dragon Soars from the Abyss, One Sword Across the Four Seas, Hidden Sword Style."

A clear, melodious voice pierced straight into the depths of the spirit, and then the middle-aged Taoist priest moved.

He slowly raised his longsword, assuming a strange sword stance that seemed neither offensive nor defensive.

With the sword hidden by his side, the four seas return to nothingness.

Thus, Lu Wubing naturally understood the true essence of this sword strike.

As soon as the middle-aged Taoist unleashed his sword technique, the air around him surged like a tidal wave.

Trees and rocks were swept away, shattered into powder, swirling and howling as they flowed into the sword, possessing the power to swallow the world.

"Is this cultivation of immortality? With martial arts skills reaching this level, are they even human?"

"What is this about absorbing air? If I'm not mistaken, this should be what is called the spiritual energy of heaven and earth... No wonder my master and mistress always say that this sword technique is easy to learn but difficult to master, and most of the disciples of the Golden Jade Hall down the mountain have not grasped its essence."

Lu Wubing knew that he was probably too inexperienced to put on such a grand show.

However, at least the potential of this sword technique can be seen.

They also figured out what it would be like to truly use this sword and reach a high level of mastery.

Before the sword was even drawn, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged forth, converging within the sword.

Even though it was just a spiritual image left by his predecessors, it still shocked Lu Wubing.

That grand and majestic aura had long transcended the realm of ordinary martial arts. It possessed a rather mystical quality.

"If it weren't for a peerless figure capable of creating such swordsmanship, how could one surpass the world and pierce through the void with a single sword strike?"

Lu Wubing finally realized the true value of the title of the second-generation patriarch of the Tianxing Sect, Master Hanhai.

I'd always heard people talk about it, but I never really understood it.

Only now do I understand that swordsmanship, when practiced to its highest level, is truly a divine skill.

This sword strike was like a dragon in the abyss, its beginning and end unseen, yet it clearly demonstrated its immense power.

Universal love and non-aggression do not mean refusing to attack, but rather subduing the enemy without fighting.

If the enemy were to face this "Hidden Sword Style," Lu Wubing felt that unless they were mentally ill, they would basically run away if they could.

If someone is truly stubborn and insists on attacking, then they are courting death.

The image of the Taoist priest in my mind continued to move.

Having used up the [Diving Abyss Style] technique, he lightly slashed his longsword in front of him, creating a silver river.

With the sword held horizontally in front of his chest, it was as if a towering mountain had been erected, and any storms, gales, thunder, or lightning that came his way were nothing more than a few frosts.

Everything was completely blocked by this sword.

Sword Two: [River-Blocking Style], cutting off the sky and the earth, seizing a sliver of life.

Okay, this move is actually an evolution of the Intercepting Sword style.

Intercept all attacks, both tangible and intangible, combining defense with offense, leaving no opening.

"Excellent swordsmanship! The skill is close to the Dao!"

All Lu Wubing could do next was sigh.

Continue to receive the remaining six sword styles in your mind and spirit.

In JX3, the "Overturning the Sea" move is actually a sword thrust, a single thrust that can overturn rivers and seas.

Sword Technique Four is the "Crescent Moon Style," which is actually a slashing motion. The sword strikes out like a crescent moon, capable of splitting mountains and shattering peaks...

Sword Five is the [Splitting Sun Style]. When the sword is unleashed, it's as if countless tons of gunpowder explode in front of it, illuminating endless light and heat. This particular sword strike, however, is a sweeping strike.

From simplicity to complexity, and then from complexity back to simplicity, the great path returns to oneness, and it has returned to the basic sword stance.

After washing away the superficialities, return to the essence of swordsmanship.

It's called the Dragon-Subduing Sword, but it's really just for thrusting, slashing, parrying, and sweeping...

However, this sword technique incorporates spirit and vital energy, which are carried by the physical body.

Sword Six is ​​the [Flowing Light Style].

A streak of light pierced through the void and disappeared in an instant, so fast that there was no time for a sound to react, and the air did not even explode, as if it had not caused any reaction.

After a while.

Only then did the Taoist discover that a sword hole had appeared in the sky before him, and the void remained there for more than ten breaths.

"Is this a sword technique I can practice?"

Lu Wubing trembled with excitement as he watched.

Suppressing my excitement, I continued reading, only to discover that the seventh sword had reached a level I could understand. Understand? ...What a load of rubbish.

The Taoist priest slashed down with his sword, tearing open a long rift in the void. On the other side, one could almost see howling winds and dazzling seven-colored light...

I understand now. This sword strike is the Void-Piercing Sword, named the [Heavenless Style].

If the first seven swords were already this powerful, what kind of name will the eighth sword bring?
Lu Wubing dared not be distracted in the slightest, feeling as if a heavy burden was pressing down on his body. His muscles, bones, blood vessels, and skin all groaned and cried out, as if he could not bear the weight.

I was also extremely exhausted, and continuing to watch was very difficult.

He knew that this was his own foundation, and he could not bear the true meaning of its inheritance.

If you give up now, you'll never see the eighth sword again.

The only option is to seek out Uncle Shen Liancheng and ask him to teach me.

But what can one learn from such exquisite sword techniques if they are only passed down orally?
Don't miss it.

Lu Wubing forced himself to stay alert and concentrate.

"Woo..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest made a feint with his sword, without any wind or waves, without revealing anything, and without any outward display.

"What about the swordsmanship? What's with the eighth sword technique?"

Lu Wubing forced himself to stay alert, seemingly understanding the sword strike, yet also seemingly understanding nothing at all.

He didn't even realize what consequences the sword had caused.

All that could be heard from the depths of one's soul were the mournful roars of dragons, shaking one's very being.

Kenpachi: [Without a leader, all will be well].

A bright light entered my mind.

Finally, a faint smile appeared on the lips of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and his figure slowly faded away.

Lu Wubing held on until this point, then his eyes rolled back, his stiff body slumped backward, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

After a long while, he struggled to get up.

I felt a splitting headache, my muscles were tangled and twisted, my bones were tearing, and countless cracks appeared in my bones...

Even the six meridians that had been opened were shattered piece by piece, almost collapsing completely.

"Is it really necessary to go to such lengths just to see the true meaning of the inheritance?"

If it weren't for the [Form] seal that allows him to absorb the life force of heaven and earth to restore himself, Lu Wubing would probably be crying his eyes out right now.

He exerted all his strength to assume a cross-legged position, calmed his mind, and slowly began to circulate his family's [Six Yang Divine Needle Technique], following its special patterns to gradually repair the damaged parts of his body. At the same time, he nourished his spirit.

As the warmth and vitality of life slowly emerge, a vigorous and boundless life force arises in the smallest parts of the body…

This force spreads like ripples throughout the body, allowing damaged and exhausted areas to recover well.

My mind felt like it was immersed in cool, icy liquid, and the tearing headache gradually disappeared.

Recalling the Taoist's sword-wielding appearance earlier, I only felt a vague and indistinct feeling, and I didn't remember it very clearly.

However, he had already mastered the Eight Swords of Subduing Dragon.

Apart from the eighth sword, "When the dragons are without a leader, the world will be blessed," which is only a basic concept and cannot be used, the others are not directly applicable.

He discovered that the remaining seven swords had all stepped into the mastery realm in one go.

It's as if he's practiced for over ten years.

"No, it's not just the Proficiency Realm. I have thoroughly mastered the sixth sword, the Flowing Light Sword, and reached the Great Perfection Realm of the Flowing Light Sword."

"Indeed, the deeper one's foundation, the more one can bear the true meaning of swordsmanship, and the more profound one's understanding will be. As long as one practices diligently, it won't be long before this [Flowing Light Sword] technique can easily reach [Perfection] and directly reach the pinnacle."

"Let's test its power."

Lu Wubing held his sword in his hand, and the sword's momentum transformed into a streak of light as he thrust it out.

The thought had barely formed in his mind, and before he could even draw his sword, the sword had already been thrust out and stopped in mid-air.

A stream of air transformed into a sharp needle, striking the stone table three zhang away with a "plop," piercing a notch along the edge.
Pieces fell, and stone dust flew everywhere.

"This……"

Lu Wubing silently made a calculation.

He was also using the "Thrusting Sword Style," a sword technique at the same level of mastery. This [Flowing Light Sword] was almost twice as fast as [White Rainbow Piercing the Sun].

Furthermore, its power surpasses that of the perfected [White Rainbow Piercing the Sun] by a considerable margin.

Aside from the absence of thunderous explosions and a halo, the true power of this sword strike was even more breathtaking.

The sword is drawn silently, amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

When Lu Wubing saw the sword light, even he couldn't react in time.

How could this be?
Lu Wubing also didn't quite understand.

He knew that the sign that he had reached the perfect state of the "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" technique was to integrate his spirit into it and create a sonic boom with one step, which was how he obtained the "Thunderous Sound".

The sound was actually useless; it was just an additional effect caused by the sword's speed breaking the sound barrier.

This also indicates that the sword thrust has reached a critical point, and it will be very difficult to increase it even slightly.

Unless you break through the barrier again.

However, the [Flowing Light Sword] technique of the Fulong Sword clearly breaks this common sense.

Air resistance, sound barrier… none of that matters before this sword. The speed of the swordplay increased dramatically, as if it had pierced the void of space, leaving everything around it as nothingness.

He then stabbed another 130 streaks of light.

Lu Wubing felt listless and slightly weak.

Of course, the most painful thing is that the mighty Heavenly River internal energy in the six meridians has been reduced to only a thin layer.

"I see."

Lu Wubing meditated for half an hour before he was fully recovered and full of energy.

He figured out the sword-wielding mechanism of the Fulong Sword.

Why so fast?

Why does it defy common sense and remain unaffected by its surrounding environment?

Because this sword strike not only carried the spirit, but also subtly generated a layer of willpower.

Under the control of willpower, the strength of the body's blood, muscles, bones and internal energy merge into one, transforming into a strange energy that cannot be defined.

The faint wisps of primordial energy from the surrounding void gathered on the sword.

This sword strike appears to be a materialistic strike; in reality, it has already entered the realm of idealism.

I wanted it to be fast, even faster, so the sword speed increased.

As for why it's fast?

How to exert force?

It's very complicated.

This is completely beyond Lu Wubing's current comprehension.

All he knew was that once his spiritual will took shape, his swordsmanship became mysterious and strange.

"Could this be the essence of swordsmanship?"

It is said that once a master of the Innate Realm has cultivated sword intent, he often has an overwhelming advantage over martial artists who have not yet reached the Innate Realm.

Then how was the sect leader able to hold his own against the Old Demon Lianhua that day? And how did he and his wife manage to trap the Old Demon by forming a double sword formation?

I carefully recalled the events of that night.

Lu Wubing roughly understood...

The sect leader, Master Ouyang Zheng, had not actually reached the realm of martial intent; in other words, he had not comprehended sword intent.

But he has other advantages.

His skill was so profound that quantitative change led to qualitative change, triggering changes in his surrounding environment.

With extremely brutal methods, the [Harmony Fist Intent] of the Old Demon Lianhua was broken, and he was no longer affected.

The value of the Vast Ocean True Qi is still increasing.

If someone else's internal energy is one, then the Vast Ocean True Qi is ten or even a hundred.

With this kind of inner strength, all common sense ceases to be common sense.

The Eight Swords of Subduing Dragon consume too much energy; ordinary people cannot afford to use them. They only rely on the frantic exploitation of one's spirit, internal energy, and bones to gain extraordinary power.

However, if one cultivates the Vast Ocean Divine Skill, one can squander it at will.

No longer worrying about becoming exhausted and unable to continue fighting after a short while.

This is the real reason why the top-tier divine skill, the [Vast Ocean Dragon Subduing Sword], is so renowned throughout the world.

Overwhelming all under heaven, thus achieving unparalleled artistry.

……

The following days.

Lu Wubing completely abandoned the basic sword technique, the Thirteen Deadly Swords, and instead turned to the arduous practice of the Eight Subduing Dragon Swords.

To be precise, he only practices the Seven Swords, with a focus on the [Flowing Light Style].

There was no way around it; the eighth sword technique, "When Dragons Have No Leader, the World is Prosperous," was simply too profound. According to the destiny assessment of "Heaven Rewards Diligence," he had not even mastered this move.

Striking a sword stance is utterly useless.

They had absolutely no idea how to draw their swords, how to generate power, or how to focus their mind and intentions.

Therefore, it can only be put on hold.

He estimated that once the first seven swordsmen had all reached the "Transformation" realm of "Divine Skill," they would know exactly what "Leaderless Dragons" was.

After practicing the Dragon Subduing Sword for seventeen or eighteen days, his rapier technique was getting closer and closer to breaking through to the [Divine Mastery] realm, and he gradually understood.

The martial arts world refers to a sword technique or move that has reached its pinnacle, where the swordsman and the sword become a harmonious and perfect whole, integrating essence, energy, and spirit.

Such a move would naturally be incredibly powerful.

Ordinary martial artists of the upper three ranks simply cannot reach this level.

Only a few exceptionally talented individuals can reach the pinnacle and achieve perfection before even breaking through the innate barriers.

Perfection is completeness.

When perfection reaches its extreme, it must be broken again to create another realm of imperfection, thus achieving infinite variations.

This is the state of "transcendental mastery" that transcends the realm of perfection.

Lu Wubing also found it difficult to understand what the true path to breaking through perfection was.

This kind of philosophical speculation is a bit too profound... Even if he understands the principles, he might not be able to apply them to practical operations.

However, with the destiny of "Heaven rewards diligence", he doesn't need to know how to practice, he just needs to practice hard.

He kept hammering down, one strike after another.

When you reach the critical point, you will naturally attain a state of "divine inspiration".

"Divine will resides in the center, and all transformations originate from the heart."

On the twenty-third day of practicing the [Flowing Light Sword], after resting five times, Lu Wubing regained his energy and drew his sword again.

After only three sword strikes, I suddenly felt my body tremble violently...

Countless inspirations surged forth, and right in the center of my forehead, it was as if a huge gash had opened up.

Some concepts I didn't understand before, some stories I'd heard, and all the sword techniques I'd ever encountered...

Whether crude or sophisticated, they all exuded a novel charm.

"A century of sword forging has passed in the blink of an eye; ten thousand swords pay homage to the source, capable of subduing a dragon!"

He let out a long cry and thrust his sword out once more, but the void was devoid of light and shadow, and remained silent.

Lanxiang Courtyard suddenly began to shake.

The trees and flowers trembled all at once, and the roof tiles and wooden walls cracked and popped.

Even the crescent moon hanging high in the sky seemed somewhat swaying.

Lin Wenjing, who was next door, felt as if her heart had been gripped by something. Forgetting that she had just taken off her clothes and gotten into bed, she was still wearing only a white undergarment. With her sword in hand, she rushed out the door.

Then, one saw a person walking through the air, with countless sword shadows evolving around him.

"Meow..."

The kitten bristled and leaped onto the roof tiles with a thud, shrieking in terror.

It seems to be shouting, "Help! Someone has ascended to heaven!"

Lu Wubing, of course, did not ascend to heaven.

Instead, it was the intent of swords soaring through the sky, the sword light ever-changing.

All the sword techniques, such as the Thirteen Deadly Swords, the Azure Wave Sword Technique, the Eight Subduing Dragon Swords, and those I had seen before, such as the Seven Kill Sword, the Yao Guang Sword, the Tian Shu Sword, the Tian Quan Sword, and the Tian Ji Sword... whether familiar or unfamiliar, had all reached the perfect state.

"I can perfectly deduce all the sword techniques that I have seen, learned, and understood in my mind."

All the sword techniques transformed into streaks of light, crisscrossing around him.

Then, it transformed again, becoming hundreds and thousands of sword techniques, arranged in a well-ordered manner, each one operating with exquisite skill.

"All transformations originate from the mind, is this what it means to reach a state of divine mastery? I've succeeded, eh..."

Lu Wubing was immersed in the satisfaction of his sword intent taking shape and one sword evolving into ten thousand swords when two figures appeared in his mind, rushing over like bouncing stars.

He sheathed his sword, landed on the ground, bowed, and smiled, "I was just engrossed in practicing my sword, but I didn't mean to disturb my master and mistress..."

Ouyang Zheng looked on in surprise and doubt, his eyes scanning his surroundings like lightning.

He stood for a long time amidst the fallen flowers and broken tiles in the garden before laughing and saying, "Your swordsmanship has reached a new level, and you have such a magnificent presence. My disciple is indeed extraordinary."

That being said, he hadn't forgotten at all the chilling aura he had felt while reading in Mingdexuan.

Or rather, it wasn't an aura, but a divine will.

It was as if a divine sword had suddenly appeared in the tranquil lake of his heart. The sword's sharpness was so great that he almost had a hallucination and thought he was about to be cut in two.

Clearly, Madam Qin Huaiying felt the same way.

The two men realized what was happening at the same time, and their expressions changed drastically, thinking that some formidable enemy had come up the mountain.

The danger of annihilation might be imminent tonight.

So, following their unseen intuition, the two rushed to this place.

But they found no enemies at all. It turned out to be their own junior disciple practicing swordsmanship.

Ouyang Zheng had no doubts about Lu Wubing's explanation.

Even now, he could still feel the sharp, almost heaven-tearing sword intent emanating from his little apprentice that hadn't completely dissipated.

"It's sword intent! I haven't even gotten close to it yet, and this kid has already mastered it. God, is there no justice in this world?"

Ouyang Zheng murmured, half groaning and half lamenting.

This time, he really didn't want to pretend to be his master anymore.

It must be said that even with Ouyang Zheng's reputation for "righteousness and integrity" and his upright and honest character, he couldn't help but feel a touch of jealousy deep in his heart at this moment.

Jealousy, envy, hate!
Comparing yourself to others can sometimes be incredibly frustrating.

The closer you are, the angrier you get.

"Look at you, old man, you're even jealous of your disciple! The stronger the Wubing Sword Technique becomes, doesn't that just prove how well I, as his master's wife, have taught him? Haha..."

Qin Huaiying laughed heartily.

Ouyang Zhengzhi rolled his eyes at the laughter.

What did you teach me?
I remember you taught a set of boxing techniques.

"Mother, I taught her!"

A soft, delicate voice sounded from behind, seemingly quite unconvinced.

Ouyang Lan rushed to Lanxiang Garden.

She was also awakened by a dragon's roar and immediately ran to Lanxiang Garden.

In fact, she had no idea where the sound came from. She just felt a chill in her heart and ran to her junior brother Wubing without thinking.

It seems that only in this way can one feel at ease.

I had just run there when I heard my mother's "shameless" words, and I was speechless for a moment.

"Alright, alright, it was Xiaolan who taught you. We're like mother and daughter, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours. I even taught you your swordsmanship..."

The teacher's wife's debating skills were clearly superior.

This left Ouyang Lan speechless.

Lin Wenjing stood rooted to the spot, screaming inwardly, "Master and Mistress, Junior Brother has comprehended far more than just sword intent! He just learned Junior Sister's [Yaoguang Sword] and my [Kaiyang Sword], and he's ten or even a hundred times better than me..."

Thinking back to the scene she had just witnessed, Lin Wenjing still couldn't believe her eyes.

She not only saw the Seven Star Swords, but also her master's Purple Star Sword and her master's wife's Seven Kill Sword.

Although the moves were incomplete, consisting of only a few scattered sword strikes.

However, every sword strike was of utmost perfection, imbued with divine intent.

She couldn't take her eyes off him.

Why did you let me witness this scene?
Seeing her junior sister's bewildered expression, Lin Wenjing had to admit that sometimes, ignorance is a blessing.

……

【Ask for monthly ticket】

(End of this chapter)