The Immortal Empress, Unrivaled Through Eternity

Under the shade of the tree, Li Yunqing slightly raised her eyes and looked towards the entrance of the courtyard.

Lu Xingzhou, dressed in white and holding two long swords, approached with unhurried steps.

His expression was calm and unhurried as he walked in the sunlight, giving him the air of a peerless swordsman.

"Demon-Slaying Sword Technique?"

Li Yunqing asked in confusion.

The sword manual passed down by the Sword Saint does not contain this kind of sword technique. It only contains sword cultivation techniques, the ability to condense the sword heart, and the seventy-two sword techniques.

It covers almost all the basic sword techniques, as well as the variations and connections of each technique.

Even so, the Sword Manual is still considered a top-grade item.

Lu Xingzhou stopped not far in front of Li Yunqing and said softly, "The Demon-Slaying Sword Technique has nine forms."

"He was given the names Sword One, Sword Two... Sword Nine by his master."

"Each move has been honed through countless battles against demons, solely for the purpose of killing enemies. If an ordinary person does not have a sword heart, once they practice this sword technique, it is as if they have become a demon."

"Therefore, it is not included in the sword manual, and only true disciples who have condensed the sword heart can learn it."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunqing paused slightly.

Suddenly, he recalled the hatred and rage that flowed in the Sword Saint's eyes when he regained consciousness after treating the Nine-Headed Serpent's poison that morning.

If what Lu Xingzhou said is true, then it can indeed be considered a sword that has become a demon of slaughter.

But none of these were problems for Li Yunqing. She had already condensed her sword heart, so the stronger her sword technique, the better.

Killing and destruction are inherently one.

This sword technique might be able to quickly enhance her sword intent.

Thinking of this, Li Yunqing put down the book in her hand, slowly stood up, and said, "Please teach me, Senior Brother Lu."

Sword intent is the foundation of Qi realm.

The stronger the sword intent, the faster the breakthrough speed in the Qi realm.

Her sword intent has already reached mastery; once she breaks through the Qi Realm, she can instantly step into the middle stage of the Qi Realm.

If one can condense the sword intent to its full potential, then once one breaks through, one will reach the upper level of the Qi Realm.

A high-grade Qi Realm expert—there aren't many like him in the entire Qingzhou City.

Lu Xingzhou handed a long sword to Li Yunqing, nodded slightly, and said, "Let me demonstrate it once first, and see how much you can remember?"

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

His expression was serious, and his tone was sincere, as if he regarded Li Yunqing as a real junior sister. He was meticulous and not careless in the slightest.

After Li Yunqing took the longsword, Lu Xingzhou went to the open space in the courtyard.

"Clang!"

The longsword was drawn.

In that instant, Lu Xingzhou was like a long sword, his sharpness fully revealed, upright and dignified, like the blazing sun, without the slightest concealment.

He gives the impression that he has no shadows or secrets, is completely open and sincere.

"Is this the true heart of a swordsman?"

Feeling that dignified and imposing aura, as sharp as the blazing sun, Li Yunqing's brows twitched slightly.

Suddenly, I recalled the aura of the Sword Saint, which was like a divine mountain, vast and magnificent, without any frills, and straightforward.

"Junior Sister Li, watch carefully!"

Just then, Lu Xingzhou moved with his sword, like a swimming dragon. With a flash of his longsword, thirty-six sword techniques flowed out like clouds and water.

The sword light flowed like an inverted Milky Way.

"Sword One!"

Just as the thirty-six sword techniques were unleashed, Lu Xingzhou let out a soft cry.

The next moment, he twirled his longsword, and the thirty-six sword techniques he had just unleashed seemed to suddenly merge into one, slashing out in reverse.

A dazzling sword light burst forth from the longsword in Lu Xingzhou's hand, slashing upwards at an angle.

"Sizzle!"

The dazzling sword light formed a perfect arc, resembling a crescent moon over ten feet in size, tearing through the void.

In that instant, Li Yunqing clearly saw that the air, like an invisible, transparent curtain, was sliced ​​in two by the sword light.

Even more terrifying, with the support of true energy, the sword light spread out for dozens of feet, soaring into the void.

Wherever it passed, everything seemed to pause for a moment, even the wind, before returning to nature.

"So strong!"

Feeling the power of the sword light, Li Yunqing's brows twitched slightly.

The speed and distance of the sword light were beyond her imagination; with her current strength, there was almost no chance of dodging it.

"How much did you remember?"

Lu Xingzhou sheathed his sword, turned around, and looked at Li Yunqing calmly with a serious expression.

With her photographic memory, every move Lu Xingzhou made while performing his swordsmanship was playing back in Li Yunqing's mind like a movie.

She naturally remembered everything, but she wasn't too arrogant or conceited. Instead, she said softly, "I'll give it a try. Please give me your guidance, Senior Brother Lu."

As she spoke, Li Yunqing gently drew her longsword and went to the open space.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xingzhou stepped back, his eyes fixed on Li Yunqing, a hint of appreciation in his heart.

The worst thing to do when learning martial arts is to be overly ambitious, and the same applies to swordsmanship.

Only with a humble and eager-to-learn attitude can one keep moving forward; arrogance only makes one unable to see oneself clearly.

"Clang!"

The longsword hummed softly, and Li Yunqing moved. In a flash, the longsword suddenly thrust out.

Then he turned his sword and slashed horizontally, flicked lightly... every move was extremely standard, almost exactly the same as the moves Lu Xingzhou had practiced.

Upon seeing this, Lu Xingzhou paused slightly, but remained silent.

"wrong!"

After practicing the thirty-six sword techniques, Li Yunqing was unable to execute the first sword strike.

Seeing this, Lu Xingzhou was about to speak to remind her when he noticed that Li Yunqing turned her longsword and began practicing the Thirty-Six Sword Moves again.

It's much smoother this time.

As the drills progressed, a sudden realization dawned on Li Yunqing's mind.

"Thirty-six sword moves, each one a sword technique."

"The complex moves are only meant to help people understand the killing intent behind each move."

"Only by understanding its meaning can one unleash the first sword technique."

"Start from the simple and move to the complex, understand its meaning, and then move from the complex back to the simple. All methods return to one, and only then can one sword move be achieved."

She was naturally gifted and possessed both swordsmanship and a clear sword mind. She understood the changes in the sword techniques after only two repetitions of the swordplay.

At this moment, she no longer pursued the first sword move, but began to continuously swing her sword, practicing the thirty-six sword moves, in order to comprehend the true meaning contained within them.

She was completely immersed in it almost instantly, and even the sword intent in her heart was stimulated by the killing intent in the sword moves.

"Frost Sword Manual experience +10."

"Frost Sword Manual experience +10."

"Frosty Sword Intent: Mastery (3% → 4%)"

As time passed, words kept flashing before her eyes, and even her sword intent increased as a result.

But she seemed oblivious, her swordsmanship continuing to flow like a dragon.

"No wonder he was born with a sword-like spirit!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Xingzhou was deeply moved. When he first learned the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, it took him more than a month to master the profound mystery of the sword technique alone.

Now, Li Yunqing actually understood its meaning after practicing it three or five times.

This talent is simply astonishing.

"Clang!"

In the courtyard, Li Yunqing held a long sword, her movements as graceful as a startled swan.

As she came to understand the true meaning behind the sword moves, her swordsmanship became quite different from Lu Xingzhou's.

Women's figures are inherently different from men's, and now she has adjusted these thirty-six sword techniques to suit herself perfectly.

In Lu Xingzhou's eyes, Li Yunqing's figure became increasingly delicate, like a willow swaying in the breeze, lacking the toughness of a man and displaying the gentleness of a woman.

Her purple dress fluttered, her long hair danced, and her figure was supple, as if she were being sculpted by three thousand weak waters in her movements.

The sword light was like frost, reflecting off her beautiful face, making it appear even whiter, as if moonlight were pouring down upon it, shimmering with a soft glow.

His eyes were completely still, his eyebrows and features were exquisite, and he was full of focus.

Her long, slender legs moved with light and graceful steps, and her delicate waist twisted, making her perfect curves even more beautiful, like a poem or a painting.

As the sword intent erupted, flakes of frost and snow fell like petals, swirling around him.

It gleamed in the sunlight, making the entire courtyard completely quiet and otherworldly.

She is more like a fairy from the moon, wielding a sword and dancing amidst frost and snow.

"A fairy in purple dances amidst frost and snow, while gods and Buddhas across the sky lament the lofty heights!"

Looking at that stunning scene, a line of poetry suddenly popped into Lu Xingzhou's mind, and he stood there dumbfounded, his eyes wide open.

In those eyes, all that could be seen was Li Yunqing's graceful and poetic figure.

I don't know how much time has passed.

"Sword One!"

Li Yunqing silently shouted in her heart, turned her longsword, and frost and snow gathered on the sword before she suddenly swung it out.

"Sizzle..."

A thin, icy line pierced through the void and shot out.

Wherever it passed, the air instantly froze, then was neatly sliced ​​open, stretching for more than ten feet, before slowly dissipating.

Without true qi, its power is still far inferior to that of Lu Xingzhou's sword strike.

"Frost Sword Manual experience +30."

"Frost Sword Manual (Mastery 2258/5000)"

"Frosty Sword Intent: Mastery (4% → 5%)"

After glancing at the words in front of her, Li Yunqing sheathed her sword and stood there, her eyes filled with joy.

This Demon-Slaying Sword Technique actually helped her condense her sword intent, which was a truly unexpected delight.

She turned and gave a slight bow to Lu Xingzhou: "Senior Brother Lu, how was it?"

The sound seemed to come from the horizon, clear and crisp like a silver bell, ethereal and pleasing to the ear, which snapped Lu Xingzhou out of his daze.

"what?"

Lu Xingzhou was startled. His mind was filled with Li Yunqing's beautiful sword dance, and he seemed to have completely forgotten that he had come to teach Li Yunqing swordsmanship.

A flicker of panic crossed his eyes, and for the first time, he went against his own conscience and nodded subconsciously.

"Good...very good!"

"I'll come and teach you Sword Two again tomorrow."

As he spoke, Lu Xingzhou turned around in a fluster and rushed out of the courtyard.

Watching Lu Xingzhou depart into the distance, Li Yunqing's brows twitched slightly. She looked up at the sky, puzzled.

"It's still early today!"