You call this the way of the sword?

Yang Qingfeng asked, "It took an unusually long time, but no one complained."

Everyone craned their necks, eagerly awaiting what would happen next, until someone exclaimed, "Look! There's something in the clouds!"

Suddenly, a cold wind swept through, gradually blowing away the thick, dark clouds that had been blocking out the sky.

Everyone looked up, only to see that behind the clouds was not a blue sky, but the earth!

The brown earth suddenly appeared in the sky, and even with only a corner showing, a desolate and chilling aura filled the air, making one's hair stand on end.

"That's... a sword?"

"So many swords..."

"No, not just swords, but a sword mound!!"

Suddenly someone shouted in alarm, and a sense of dread quickly spread. Some timid people turned pale with fright and collapsed to their seats.

As the clouds parted, everyone was finally able to see its outline.

It was an ancient battlefield, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Among them, the battle flags were shattered, the world was desolate, and only countless sword shadows remained, some standing alone on the mountain, some forming formations in the sky, and many more standing on the earth with broken sword bodies.

Countless swords converged into a solemn and oppressive spectacle, like a projection of a realm, so real that it left people completely dumbfounded.

The formation roared.

The Daoist Stone once again emitted nine-colored radiance, but the light was not obvious, as if it had been suppressed.

A wisp of bluish-gray dust fell from the battlefield and landed on Yang Qingfeng.

Then the strange phenomenon disappeared, the formation stopped rotating, the morning light shone in obliquely, and everything returned to normal.

Yang Qingfeng, Kendo, Level 1

The questioning session has ended.

There was no golden flash of rare Dao Body.

The Nine-Colored Glow, representing the pinnacle of craftsmanship, did not bloom; only the simple and unadorned words "Sword Dao" firmly captivated everyone's attention.

Everyone knows that Yang Qingfeng's swordsmanship is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

It's unclear how strong it is yet, but there are definitely not many who can trigger extraordinary phenomena in the world with swordsmanship. Moreover, swordsmanship has enormous potential and ranks among the top of all known mainstream Dao bodies!

"It's swordsmanship... It really is swordsmanship."

"Brother Qingfeng is so amazing..."

"I can't believe this guy's luck. I've been practicing swordsmanship all along, so why am I not a swordsman?"

"Swordsmanship doesn't necessarily make you powerful. It's not like you have some rare Dao body; it's quite common, okay?"

"But that strange phenomenon was terrifying—so many swords, could they all be his?"

Hearing the discussions rushing into his ears, Yang Qingfeng clenched his fists, unable to help but feel a little excited.

kendo.

While not particularly unusual, it is undoubtedly a mainstream Daoist practice.

As long as it's mainstream, the road ahead will be much easier.

Don't worry.

The first step in spiritual practice has only been half a step so far.

Next comes talent. Only when one can awaken a talent that aligns with the way of the sword can this step be considered a complete and perfect one.

"Yang Qingfeng, come here."

Seeing that Yang Qingfeng remained composed, Huang Sanqiu's eyes flashed with admiration, and he took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

Yang Qingfeng turned around and bowed to Chang Maofu and Huang Sanqiu: "Seniors, what can I do for you?"

"It's not fair to offer guidance."

Huang Sanqiu said, "I'm just curious. Your swordsmanship seems quite different. Would you mind demonstrating your innate skills?"

Although Yang Qingfeng was excited, he didn't lose his composure.

Seeing Chang Maofu nod in acknowledgment, he then responded to Huang Sanqiu.

Then open the properties panel to view it.

After asking the Dao, one becomes a cultivator, and their life will undergo earth-shattering changes. The most important thing is to connect to the Heavenly Dao Network.

Everything after becoming a cultivator can be viewed through the Heavenly Dao Network.

Name: Yang Qingfeng

[Cultivation: Swordsmanship]

[Cultivation Level: 0 days]

[Level: 1 (0%)]

[Constitution: 30 (Strength)]

[Mana: 30 (Spirit)]

[Agility: 10]

Endurance: 10 (Stamina)

[Equipment: None]

【Sword Domain: 0/10】

[Active Skills: Summon Sword Soul (Level 1), Transform into Sword (Level 1)]

Passive Skills: Sword Master (No Level Requirement), Sword Control (Level 1)

[Summon Sword Soul: Consumes mana to summon a Rank 9 Sword Soul (Sword Souls are divided into nine ranks, and their rank increases with level)]

[Sword Transformation: Transforms a sword spirit or other unclaimed soul into a spiritual sword. The spiritual sword has no attributes, and the higher the sword master's cultivation level, the stronger the spiritual sword's combat power.]

[Sword Master: From this moment forward, you shall become the Lord of the Sword Domain, wielding supreme authority over the sword path within. As long as the Sword Master exists, the Sword Soul will never perish.]

[Sword Control: Instantly activate Sword Control state. Everything can become a sword, controlled by thought. All sword skills are doubled in power.]

After quickly glancing at the attributes, Yang Qingfeng's expression immediately turned strange.

Among the four basic attributes, physical constitution and mana are particularly prominent, showing a strong trend towards cultivating both physical and magical abilities.

Physical constitution is understandable.

After all, Grandpa was a martial arts practitioner.

I practiced martial arts under my grandfather's tyranny since I was a child, and later I was severely tortured by that woman. Now, my physical condition is worthy of my past efforts.

But this magic power... Yang Qingfeng's expression became even stranger when he saw the skills that followed.

Chang Maofu asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Huang Sanqiu noticed something amiss and reminded him, "Is there something you don't understand? Your master is here, so quickly ask him for clarification."

Yang Qingfeng shook his head.

These sword techniques would confuse anyone who saw them.

Without keeping everyone in suspense, he decisively activated his skill.

Skill: Summon Sword Spirit.

As his mana dropped from 30 to 20, a brown crack appeared beside Yang Qingfeng.

The crack exuded an extremely desolate aura, seemingly connecting to the ancient battlefield from before. A wisp of soul answered the call, passed through the crack, and descended into the present world.

In the blink of an eye, the soul condensed into a sword spirit, which stood with its arms crossed beside Yang Qingfeng.

The ninth-rank sword spirit, about two meters tall, was majestic and imposing, with a soul sword hanging at its waist, resembling a free and unrestrained knight-errant.

Its entire body was blue and white, with clear details of its clothes and hair, almost tangible. Only its face was covered in mist, but you could still sense its gaze.

At this moment, an eerie silence fell over the top of Youlong Mountain.

Everyone, including Huang Sanqiu and Chang Maofu, was looking up at the sword spirit, with the same question popping into their minds.

This...is this swordsmanship?

Yang Qingfeng knew they were going to be confused, so he simply kept quiet and started checking the attributes of the sword soul.

[Ninth-Rank Sword Soul]

【Root bone: 50】

[Mana: 50]

Dexterity: 50

[Endurance: 50]

Its attributes are very balanced, and it is higher than those of other cultivators of the same level. Apart from being able to fly, there are no other advantages to be seen yet.

As for transforming into a sword, I haven't achieved that level yet.

Yang Qingfeng's intuition told him that if he chose to transform the sword at this moment, he might make a fool of himself.

"So handsome..."

Suddenly, a murmur broke the silence, instantly resonating with the young girls in their prime.

"Yes, it's so tall and looks so imposing."

"But is this really the way of the sword?"

"Look, its sword even has a scabbard, it looks just like the real thing."

"Is Brother Qingfeng its owner?"

In an instant, the atmosphere became lively again.

Obviously, none of them had ever seen this type of swordsmanship before, so they were naturally curious.

Especially the bolder girls, who gathered around the formation to greet the sword spirit up close.

They all seemed to have forgotten that the essence of a sword spirit is actually a soul, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a ghost.

Huang Sanqiu finally came to his senses and exclaimed, "It's actually a summoning-type swordsmanship, quite rare indeed. Let's just call it a rare Dao Body?"

The last question was directed at Chang Maofu.

Chang Maofu nodded, offering no objection.

In his view, the extraordinary phenomena triggered by Yang Qingfeng had already explained everything. Whether it was rare or top-grade, it was all just empty words. As long as Yang Qingfeng had a mainstream Dao body, he was definitely a promising talent.

In response, he casually pulled out a sword and handed it to Yang Qingfeng: "Here, take this sword. Try to feel the sword intent and prepare for entering the Talent Secret Realm later."

This move may seem somewhat biased to many, but so what?

Chang Maofu didn't care.

Yang Qingfeng didn't care at all.

He accepted the sword, bowed respectfully to Chang Maofu in thanks, and then walked to the side.

The sword spirit floated behind him, and wherever it passed, a chilling wind blew, causing the youths to instinctively retreat and feel a sense of apprehension.

There is only one exception.

Yang Qingfeng sat down in a secluded spot, just as he was about to sense the sword's intent, when Lin Tong's large head suddenly popped out. "Is that your sword? Is it real? Can I touch it?"

As he spoke, he patted the sword spirit. The incredibly realistic touch made his eyes light up, but before he could be surprised, the sword spirit's reaction left him stunned.

The sword spirit seemed to be able to distinguish friend from foe. It turned its head and looked down at Lin Tong, patting his head in response, like a kind older brother greeting his younger brother.

This action seemed to possess a spirit, leaving Lin Tong instantly dumbfounded.

Yang Qingfeng was not very surprised.

When I asked him earlier, what he saw was different from what others saw.

To outsiders, the ancient battlefield was filled with broken swords, and the world seemed desolate. But Yang Qingfeng saw a sea of ​​swords surging in the battlefield, with countless swordsmen and sword cultivators riding the waves and pointing their swords to the sky.

The scene was magnificent and awe-inspiring, enough to make one's blood boil just by looking at it, as if a great enemy had descended from the heavens, and all the swords of this world had been drawn.

So when Yang Qingfeng saw the skill "Summon Sword Soul", he had a feeling.

Countless swords shot towards the heavens, but only broken swords returned.

Now it seems that the sword spirit he summoned was undoubtedly the remnant soul of those swordsmen and sword cultivators.

Even if it's a remnant soul, it's normal for it to retain some spirituality.

I just don't know why these remnant souls obey my summons.

Yang Qingfeng felt that his swordsmanship might be different, and he was very curious, but since the sword spirit could not communicate with him, he had no way to find out and could only put it out of his mind for the time being.

Suddenly, the sword spirit grabbed the sword at his waist, and his aura surged.

Hostile!

……