A player on Mount Hua starts by obtaining the Prism color entry.

A moment later, Hua Manlou also flew backwards. Lu Xiaofeng, who had been looking somewhat annoyed, almost burst out laughing. Luckily, he wasn't the only one who was unlucky.

To be fair, in a real fight, it wouldn't be difficult for Lu Ming to defeat Hua Manlou. However, defeating Lu Xiaofeng would be more challenging. Lu Xiaofeng's self-created Lingxi Finger technique has reached the realm of power, making it difficult to contain sword energy, but its defense is absolutely top-notch.

"Haha, you flatter me. You two should get some rest; we'll continue tomorrow!"

Lu Ming bowed respectfully and immediately went back to his room to check on the harvest.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng's face turned purple: "If I'm not mistaken, this guy means he'll beat us up every day before he can treat you?"

Hua Manlou, somewhat unconcerned about saving face, lay down on the steps with his friend, saying, "You guessed right!"

Lu Xiaofeng was even more depressed. He was a dashing man with four eyebrows, so why was he so unlucky?

Seeing her beloved's gloomy expression, Xue Bing laughed out loud: "It's all because your friends are so capable, though they're all a bit eccentric. Hua Manlou likes gardening, Ximen Chuixue likes practicing swordsmanship, Ye Gucheng is a repressed pervert who loves listening to gossip. And your friend Lu Ming likes sparring with people, hehe, you're in for a rough time now!"

Lu Xiaofeng realized it was true; the friends he made were all quite peculiar. It's normal for a chivalrous hero to have some quirks, and thankfully none of them were homosexual, otherwise he'd have to drink a final toast to end the friendship.

Inside the house, Lu Ming went back to meditate and practice his martial arts, planning to return to the manor later. After having a wife, how could he not go home every night to cuddle with her and enjoy a warm bed?

[Acquired the entry 'Senses Enhancement' (Gold): Ability to hear wind and pinpoint location, perceive cultivation level, and warn of danger.]

This is a characteristic inherited from Hua Manlou. He was blind from childhood, so he worked hard to improve his senses and hearing, making them more acute than ordinary people.

Lu Ming focused his mind, and the Purple Cloud Divine Skill automatically activated. With the addition of the [Sense Enhancement] attribute, his mind became clear, and he seemed to be able to hear many sounds.

Some male disciples whispered among themselves, expressing their admiration for his superb swordsmanship, while some female disciples discussed whether he should take a concubine. These women really dared to say the most outrageous things when they started making suggestive remarks!

Ning Zhongze was teaching Yue Lingshan about the art of sexual relations. Yue Lingshan blushed but listened patiently. In fact, she knew far more than Ning Zhongze.

Aside from sexual intercourse, she had tried almost everything, and the variety of techniques she used was beyond Ning Zhongke's imagination.

The sound of their heartbeats reached his ears, and the combined effect of the cultivation technique and its associated attributes was even greater than his!

It started to snow lightly outside. My hearing could reach far, and I could even hear Linghu Chong practicing his swordplay on the Cliff of Contemplation, as well as a barely perceptible breathing sound.

This is Feng Qingyang!

A glint flashed in Lu Ming's eyes. In the original story, when Linghu Chong was practicing his sword, Feng Qingyang secretly observed him to confirm whether his swordsmanship aptitude was suitable for being taught the Dugu Nine Swords.

Sword techniques vary in difficulty, but the foremost sword technique is undoubtedly the Dugu Nine Swords. A single sword strike can overcome countless techniques, relying not only on comprehension but also on combat experience.

Without sufficient experience, even if one knows it is a hidden weapon, it is difficult to block it, let alone break the attack.

It seems that Linghu Chong has already caught Feng Qingyang's attention. I can go up the mountain tomorrow and show off my swordsmanship to make a name for myself.

[Obtain the entry "Mind Follows Heart" (Gold): Techniques are not limited to weapons; the ability to comprehend artistic conception is accelerated.]

The essence of a sword strike can only be understood intuitively, not explained in words; it is a feeling of profound mystery. The same ordinary sword thrust can evoke images of galloping horses or vast rivers and seas, but the essence of the strike varies from person to person, and the sensory experience it brings is also different.

He had mastered his skills to the tenth level of perfection, and could exchange blows with a grandmaster using his killing move, the Purple Light Sword Qi. However, he still couldn't kill him with a single blow.

Now, with his mind as still as water, he was immersed in the contemplation of the realm of enlightenment. With a slight movement of his mind, he appeared at the Enlightenment Forest Stele.

It's snowing on Mount Hua, and it's snowing here too; the climate is pleasant but cold.

Snowflakes fell, only to be dispersed or melted by his internal energy as they approached. An intangible aura was gathering as Lu Ming contemplated his martial arts path, pondering the style of his swordplay.

One can imitate those who came before, but not copy them verbatim. "Those who learn from me live, those who imitate me die"—this saying is very apt in its meaning.

Few martial artists can comprehend the essence of a martial arts realm, and each person's essence is extremely similar to their habits and personality.

As dawn broke, Lu Ming was still sitting cross-legged, meditating.

The morning sun rises over the mountaintop, a wisp of purple mist drifts from the east, and all things revive from the darkness.

At a certain moment, Lu Ming opened his eyes, drew his sword from his waist, and with a light flick, unleashed another burst of purple sword energy. It was no different from before, but now sharper, imbued with an unwavering, resolute will, a spirit that faced death head-on.

The sword energy flew out of the Enlightenment Forest Stele, cutting through the morning dew and sky, flying straight to a great distance. It was indestructible wherever it passed, splitting the bamboo forest in two. The remaining force of the sword energy flew into the lake, splitting the surrounding mist in two as well, which was unable to spread over for a long time.

This was the state of mind he had grasped: unstoppable, unrestrained, and unbiased. If he were to encounter a move like "Shifting Flowers and Jade" that could deflect attacks, unless the opponent's understanding of the state of mind was even stronger than his, he would be split in two, and the attack redirection would be nothing but a joke.

call!

"That's a good move, unstoppable. That's how I should be. If I back down just because my senior brother Linghu Chong and my senior sister are childhood sweethearts, how can I ever win her heart?"

"If I don't charge forward fearlessly when facing Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, how can I possibly win Lin Shiyin's favor?"

Lu Ming's demeanor has also changed somewhat. Before, his toughness was feigned, relying on his expertise to intimidate others, but in reality, he was not at peace with himself. Now, this shift in his thinking has finally allowed him to forge his own path.

The internal energy undergoes a rapid change, being compressed within the dantian to form a unique vortex. The internal energy enters the vortex and emerges as a more refined and superior form of true qi.

Grandmaster!

Once you reach the Grandmaster level, you've reached the pinnacle!

In life-or-death duels, cultivation level is irrelevant; only performance on the spot matters. Becoming a Grandmaster was just the beginning, giving him the true confidence to roam the martial world.

The Great Wei Kingdom is vast, and the martial arts world in the Sichuan region is not particularly strong. He wanted to travel and meet Qiao Feng, the legendary and charismatic leader of the Beggars' Sect, and also wanted to see Shi Guanyin.

When you see Wuhua, wouldn't it be great to say, "Why did my son kill his father?"

With a stronger mindset, you become more confident. The world is vast, but you are the greatest person in the world!

Lin Shiyin was still somewhat puzzled, as her husband had been coming home to keep her company every night recently. She loved her secluded life in this idyllic paradise; it suited her perfectly—a place for self-cultivation, reading, and playing the zither. If she could have a few more children, her life as a devoted wife and mother would be complete.

As she was lost in thought, the door was pushed open, and Lu Ming walked in, embracing her from behind: "Shiyin, I've broken through to a higher level, I'm so happy, let's have a child soon!"

Lin Shiyin looked at the rising sun, which was just beginning to appear in broad daylight!

Before she could speak, she was pushed to the window and held steady: "Isn't this inappropriate?"

Then, he stopped talking, saying he was too busy!