Cultivating immortality through titles, without bottlenecks.

Wei Zhong stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard gate.

A series of thumping sounds rang out, accompanied by Lin Qingyuan's clear, cold voice:

"Come in!"

……

Pushing open the door and entering, Wei Zhong casually closed the courtyard gate behind him, cupping his hands in a respectful gesture:

"Greetings, Senior Mu."

The other party sheathed his sword and spoke without even looking at Wei Zhong:

"What is it?"

Wei Zhong stepped forward:

"In my cultivation, I have suddenly encountered a perplexing situation. When this perplexity is resolved, I may even achieve a breakthrough; I humbly request your guidance, senior!"

"Oh?"

Lin Qingyuan raised his head, a hint of doubt on his face.

Wei Zhong took out the Rock Sword and with a simple swing, boundless sword energy surged from the blade.

The sword light flashed and flew out of the sword, forming a phantom image of a magic sword a zhang away.

The illusory figure was half real and half illusory, appearing unreal, but it truly exuded a sharp aura, separating the spiritual energy in the courtyard.

The look of doubt on Lin Qingyuan's face faded, replaced by deep shock.

He stepped forward and appeared in front of Wei Zhong as if by teleportation, grabbing Wei Zhong's wrist in one swift motion.

Wei Zhong looked up and saw a face as thin as a knife, surrounded by—wind!

Wei Zhong looked up and surveyed the courtyard, only to realize that, without him noticing, the small courtyard had been enveloped by an endless breeze.

The wind whistled softly, creating a strange, inexplicable space.

Wei Zhong's heart skipped a beat:

"This is... the 'Gentle Breeze Swordsman'?"

She only turned around when her wrist was being squeezed painfully, and caught a glimpse of Lin Qingyuan's sharp eyes:

"Sword light splitting apart? How did you do that?"

Everything before his eyes was completely beyond Lin Qingyuan's comprehension.

He has held the title of "Qingfeng Swordsman" for many years, and it's not that he hasn't taught others his self-created Qingfeng Sword Technique.

Without exception, all of them would stop before the realm of sword light differentiation due to their cultivation.

Even if one breaks through to a higher realm, their talent in swordsmanship makes it difficult to make any further progress.

But Wei Zhong before them clearly had a cultivation level that...

"Wait, you broke through?"

Wei Zhong removed his concealment of his cultivation level, revealing his fifth level of Qi Refining cultivation to Lin Qingyuan.

"Thanks to Master Yang, although he surrendered to the Biluo Sect, he still managed to get me a lot of good things."

"With the help of the elixirs, I finally made it to the fifth level of Qi Refining."

However, Lin Qingyuan's attention was not on why Wei Zhong had broken through to the fifth level of Qi Refining, but rather on why the fifth level of Qi Refining was able to use sword light splitting.

"No, the sixth level of Qi Refining that I mentioned earlier is a special case. Unless one is a person with profound inherited magic power from a major sect, an ordinary cultivator should at least reach the seventh level of Qi Refining."

"you……"

Wei Zhong was taken aback, his mind racing:

"Could it be because of the power of my Qingya Sect's techniques?"

"What is needed for the sword light to split is not a heavy amount of magic power, but a burst of magic power in an instant."

"Our sect's cultivation method combines physical and magical power, resulting in not only strong magical power but also excellent physical strength and resilient bones and muscles."

"And those three Meridian Opening Pills..."

Upon hearing Wei Zhong's explanation, even Lin Qingyuan couldn't help but lower his head in thought.

After a long pause, he looked up:

"That makes sense...that makes sense,that makes sense! How come I didn't think of that key point?"

Clearly, Wei Zhong's words had intimidated the other party.

Lin Qingyuan did make some teaching attempts, but without exception, they were all independent practitioners.

Even those disciples of major sects who practice swordsmanship are purely spiritual cultivators and are not skilled in physical cultivation.

The splitting of sword light requires even more explosive power of magic.

This undoubtedly places demands on the cultivator's magical power, physical endurance, and the strength of their meridians.

All three are indispensable; all three conditions must be met simultaneously for the desired outcome to be achieved.

Lin Qingyuan looked at Wei Zhong, who was holding the Rock Sword, and muttered to himself:

"genius!"

How many sword cultivators are there in the world? This is the first time Lin Qingyuan has seen someone who can use sword light to split apart after only reaching the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Others who practice swordsmanship are limited by their comprehension and talent.

Wei Zhong, on the other hand, possessed top-tier comprehension and talent. His cultivation level, however, was his Achilles' heel.

If Wei Zhong were given a suitable cultivation level, Lin Qingyuan would believe that he could break through to the sixth level of swordsmanship, Sword Heart Clarity, in just ten years.

"Senior, senior..."

Wei Zhong tried to pull his wrist away, but Lin Qingyuan's grip was too painful.

The opponent appeared to be a swordsman, but he had a good physique. In particular, the wisp of sword energy swirling between his fingers kept drilling into Wei Zhong's bones, causing Wei Zhong great pain.

Lin Qingyuan then let go, his eyes darting around as if caught in a struggle and dilemma.

Wei Zhong withdrew his wrist, hung the Rock Sword at his waist, and couldn't help but rub his sore wrist.

Looking around, and seeing the gentle breeze in the air, he asked in confusion:

"Senior, what is this?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingyuan looked up:

"Sword Domain!"

"Sword Domain?" Wei Zhong recalled the contents of the jade slip given to him by the other party, while Lin Qingyuan began to explain.

"The fifth realm of sword cultivation, Sword Intent Formation, is when a sword cultivator comprehends their own sword intent and condenses it into a powerful force."

"This sword domain was created by filling it with my vast sword energy."

Wei Zhong was shocked, never expecting that sword cultivators would have such methods.

Just as Wei Zhong was gazing at the gentle breeze around him, lost in thought, Lin Qingyuan, not far away, seemed to have suddenly made up his mind.

"Wei Zhong, would you like to learn swordsmanship from me?"

Wei Zhong was taken aback upon hearing this:

"Learning swordsmanship, not..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence:

"What do you mean, senior? To become your apprentice?"

Lin Qingyuan nodded emphatically:

"I know you already have a master, but it is common for practitioners to have multiple mentors."

"Furthermore, I won't teach you cultivation, I'll only teach you swordsmanship!"

"But, senior..."

Wei Zhong still had ideas, but Lin Qingyuan grabbed Wei Zhong's shoulder again.

"But you think your master is too weak? Don't worry, your master will show you something..."

Wei Zhong was about to speak, but in the next instant, the scenery before him suddenly changed.

The stone table, the old tree, the house... even the entire courtyard has disappeared.

Instead, a mysterious space with a gentle breeze blowing through it has been created.

Wei Zhong's physical body floated, while his mind drifted like a sail, as if he had transformed into a feather in the breeze.

"this……"

He tried to activate his physical body, but suddenly found that everything was out of his control.

It wasn't until a large hand squeezed his shoulder that Wei Zhong managed to regain a part of himself.

Turning back, they saw Lin Qingyuan smiling broadly. In a moment of distraction, Wei Zhong and his companion left the place and returned to the courtyard.

"This...this...could it be the sixth realm, Sword Heart Clarity?"

The jade slip records that "Sword Heart Clarity" is a state of being at the spiritual level.

The saying goes, "A clear mind, a thorough understanding of sword principles, the ability to anticipate opportunities, and the freedom from external influences."

However, the descriptions in the jade slip are all about the skills that affect the cultivator himself. How could they form a field that affects the outside world?

"Is this what titles, or rather, honorific names, the power of rules?"

"Well, do you still think your teacher is inadequate?"

Wei Zhong was stunned and remained silent for a long time. After a while, he took a step back, bent his knees, and bowed.

"Please, Master Carpenter, teach me!"

Seeing Wei Zhong kowtow, Lin Qingyuan could no longer hide the boundless joy in his heart:

"Good, good, good!"