Borrowing a sword

Chapter 218 I am the sword!
Chu Yinyin was genuinely afraid that if Chu Huaixu continued to break through realms like this, he would head straight for the third realm.

If there are no subsequent cultivation techniques, that would be troublesome.

Xiang Yan frowned and said, "It seems unlikely at the moment."

"But it's best to have some in advance, just in case."

"Sixth Junior Brother, could you please make another trip to the library?"

"As for the rare and precious materials needed to cultivate the third volume of the Daoist Canon, the Treasure Pavilion should have them all. As for the contribution points, well... well then."

The sect leader, who is incredibly stingy when it comes to his private property, is beginning to lay the groundwork.

He said "Then" several times, and finally made the decision: "Let's split it among ourselves."

"Okay, I'll go get it first, but I probably won't need it." Li Chunsong immediately disappeared.

In fact, in terms of movement techniques, he was indeed the best among the disciples of the Junzi Temple of this generation.

Moreover, his "domain" is actually related to movement techniques.

Gamblers, of course, need to practice running away.

When he flew back, Xiang Yan and the others told him, "It seems that we won't need it now."

After breaking through to the seventh level of the second realm, Chu Huaixu stopped trying to break through.

This undoubtedly plunged Li Chunsong into ecstasy and endless secret pleasure!

Including his breakthrough from the Great Perfection of the First Realm to the initial entry into the Second Realm, he broke through exactly eight realms in a row!

Going from level 19 to level 27 is exactly 8 levels.

"I won again?"

"No, it's me who won again!"

Li Chunsong began to imitate Zhao Shuqi's earlier gesture, cupping his hands in a respectful bow to everyone: "Luckily! Lucky!"

But he was so pleased with himself that he couldn't help but show off a little:
"I brought Chu Huaixu up the mountain, so I know him best!"

Inside the training room, the feeling of impending explosion within Chu Huaixu's body finally subsided.

The spiritual energy was almost completely depleted, but the lingering pain, like being torn apart by a thousand knives, still lingered.

"I've used up all the experience points from the Origin Fragment, and I also spent an extra 6 experience points stored in my panel."

— Remaining available experience points: 71.

Next, we need to refine that wisp of primordial power.

“As Jiang Zhi said before, I will now fall into my own ‘heart lake’.”

"But what does it mean to 'fall into the heart's lake'?"

Jiang Zhi couldn't give a specific explanation for this either.

He said that everyone's experience is different, and what they see is also different.

The reason for maintaining clarity during the refining process is that one may encounter one's own obsessions or even inner demons.

When Chu Huaixu heard him say this, his eyes seemed to change.

He guessed that when this junior grandmaster was refining the power of origin, the process must have been somewhat unbearable to recall.

Before long, Chu Huaixu entered an incomparably mysterious state.

He felt himself falling, falling, falling.

Everything was a blur, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

When he could see everything clearly, he found himself sitting cross-legged on a lake.

It's strange that he can just sit on the water like that.

Clearly, this is not a lake in the true sense of the word.

Immediately afterwards, I seemed to hear a cry.

Then, Chu Huaixu felt a warm breeze?

It brushed against his body, enveloping him, bringing him a warmth that was both familiar and somewhat strange.

He couldn't help but immerse himself in it, feeling a sense of peace in his heart, and couldn't resist wanting to be close to the breeze.

He even felt a blood connection with it.

Or rather, they were once connected.

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"Mom?" Chu Huaixu thought to himself.

The next moment, the gust of wind "hugged" him even tighter.

On the surface of the Heart Lake, Chu Huaixu sat cross-legged.

The warm breeze enveloped him, causing gentle ripples to spread across the lake of his heart.

This feeling is so familiar.

That alcoholic and rude man would punch and kick him whenever he was in a bad mood. Every time that happened, a woman would protect him tightly, just like a warm breeze enveloping his whole body, holding him very tightly.

He was terrified; his heart was racing.

She was also very scared; she was afraid he would get hurt, and her heart started racing.

The boy nestled in her arms seemed to hear his own timid heartbeat and the powerful thumping of her heart every time.

Chu Huaixu was unaware of the current situation.

He only knew that over the years, he had always had a lot to say to this woman.

But the opportunity is already gone.

“I always promise to call you more often, but I never do.”

"He always lies to you in the same way he did when we were kids."

"Mom, I'm sorry. I regretted every single time I spoke harshly to you afterward."

The ripples on the lake of my heart began to spread even more violently.

Strangely enough, Chu Huaixu seemed to have inexplicably become somewhat pretentious.

It was clearly just a gust of wind.

It was just a warm breeze.

He sat on the water of the lake in his heart, feeling the familiar warmth.

He felt that only a few moments had passed, but three days had already passed in the outside world.

In the time that followed, Chu Huaixu sat on the lake of his heart and experienced many things.

He will suddenly see a butterfly.

You will see a big fish eating a small fish.

You might suddenly feel a chill down your back, and then suddenly feel a pain.

Time flew by, and a full month had passed in the outside world. But to him, it felt like only a short while had gone by.

These things that appeared out of nowhere all seemed to symbolize something.

Chu Huaixu can be easily identified at a glance.

It could be a girl from your school days, a terrible boss, or a betrayed friend.
But that warm breeze has always been there.

After the warm breeze disappeared, he inexplicably began to feel a little irritable.

On the lake in my heart, the surface is becoming increasingly restless.

He saw one mosquito after another on the water.

They buzzed as they came toward him, biting him indiscriminately.

Chu Huaixu was unable to move and was left to be bitten like that.

The buzzing sound gradually turned into endless cursing, and each bite was extremely painful, like being punched and kicked, as if being beaten with sticks.

His extremely high pain threshold seemed to have disappeared.

"Oh, so it's that bastard who's here."

Waves began to rise and fall in the lake of my heart, each wave more turbulent than the last!
For some reason, Chu Huaixu felt a sense of loneliness.

Just like myself sitting cross-legged on the lake of my heart right now, floating on the water, yet like a rootless duckweed.

He didn't know where he should go or where he should go back to.

This continued for a very long time, when suddenly a cold wave swept through the area.

"call--!"

"Chu Huaixu." He vaguely heard a cold voice.

A layer of frost began to appear on his body.

The frost covered the mosquitoes and flies, freezing them instantly. They died immediately, stopped buzzing, and fell into the lake.

Then, almost instantly, those angry and violent waves disappeared, and the lake of the heart froze over.

A layer of frost rose on the entire frozen lake of the heart.

He was frozen stiff, but the pain in his body disappeared as well.

In an instant, he began to know where he should go and where he should return.

Chu Huaixu did not feel cold.

He felt more at ease sitting on the frozen lake.

"So, in the lake of my heart, you were a frost."

Forty-five days passed just like that.

Jiang Zhi would come to the training room every day to check on Chu Huaixu and inquire about his condition.

In addition, he would force a fasting pill into the boy's mouth every day.
To prevent him from starving to death.

"I wonder what they saw?" Jiang Zhi asked with some curiosity.

He was unwilling to recall his own "falling into the lake of his heart".

"Chu Huaixu's inner demons shouldn't be too severe, right?" he wondered to himself.

But he is different; his obsession and inner demons have not yet subsided.

There was no other way; Jiang Zhi's fragment of origin was stained with the blood of many people!
It was all the blood of his closest relatives!

On the surface of the lake in his heart, he was constantly killing.

Start the killing! Start the killing! Start the killing!

It never stopped.

Chu Huaixu was different; he also saw many interesting things.

For example, Xiao Xu is actually a frog on a lotus leaf.

Every time the frog croaked, he heard a voice in his ear: "Senior brother!"

The frog kept croaking on the lotus leaf, and all he could hear was someone calling, "Senior brother! Senior brother!"

In fact, he had noticed this point long ago.

When Xu Ziqing addresses other fellow disciples, she always includes their surnames, including when she calls Han Shuangjiang, she calls her Senior Sister Han.

But Chu Huaixu, from beginning to end, only called him "Senior Brother".

Chu Huaixu didn't know why, even though the frozen lake was covered in frost, there were lotus leaves and frogs.
He gradually realized that those "passersby" who left his life would gradually disappear from the lake of his heart.

Those who remain with him will always be there.

However, they were all different kinds of strange phenomena.

Elder Nangong Yue is like a soft, fluffy cloud.

Li Chunsong was like a fly that had landed on another lotus leaf and was constantly rubbing its hands together.

He saw many, many different things.

Over time, a question finally arose in Chu Huaixu's mind.

He didn't see himself.

The moment this thought arose, everything on the lake of my mind vanished in an instant!

It's as if he's gone back to the beginning.

He sat alone on the lake.

But the lake surface seemed to have changed as well.

It became
—Mirror?
This mirror looks so familiar.

After glancing at it, Chu Huaixu immediately remembered what it was! He was still slightly shocked.

That’s it, that’s it!

"This is a fragment of the Primordial Chaos!"

The fragment of the Primordial Origin he obtained within the Primordial Spirit Realm is the mirror!
And it's strange that, despite being only the size of a fingernail, it can reflect everything around it.

Chu Huaixu had looked down at the surface of the Heart Lake several times before, but he could not see himself.

During this time, he clearly saw so many images, but he couldn't see himself.

So, what now?

Chu Huaixu lowered his head slightly and looked at the mirror.

He saw a sword.

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