Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

The myths of pre-civilization and modern myths are undoubtedly very different. The seeds of civilization in Shenzhou were spread by Chi Yuan, Dan Zhu, and Cang Xuan.

However, the myth of the Spear of Longinus is clearly not the myth they left behind. Su Qing'an herself is not very clear about where it originated, whether it was an import from a pre-civilization or a local derivative.

So he chose to explain it in a way that the girl could understand.

Fu Hua glanced at the scar on the boy's arm. She was a little confused as to how he knew her thoughts. It was really strange to feel so completely seen through.

"That sounds dangerous," she said casually, but the slight bend in her arches subtly increased the pressure.

Su Qing'an said softly:

"Fortunately, it's not very dangerous."

"I survived without losing any hands or feet, which is pretty good."

The boy tried to downplay the incident with a purely consequentialist approach, hoping to stop the girl from overthinking, but his consistent inability to express himself clearly made it impossible to ignore these obvious details.

Fu Hua was speechless. She thought to herself, "So there are such dangerous places in this world."

News on television and information online filled every corner of the city with glamorous images of peace.

While you're agonizing over how to reach the minimum spending requirement for discounts and make the most of coupons when ordering takeout today, someone else is facing a war in the dead of night, prepared to die.

The flashing blades and bloodshed seemed so abrupt and chilling compared to the discounts at the pizza shop and the new products in the coffee shop, as if they existed in two different worlds.

Perhaps, just like in some movies and TV shows, the seemingly peaceful world is actually turbulent beneath the surface. There is a group of people in an unknown underworld who are waging a terrible war. They may be fighting for certain interests, or they may be united in the face of a crisis facing humanity.

Su Qing'an came from that world and unintentionally arrived in a city that maintained superficial order, where she eventually met Fu Hua.

This actually aligns well with the worldview that young people expect.

And the people she meets later will teach her amazing skills, which sounds like the standard treatment for a protagonist.

Starting with a close-command master who combines the elements of a fighter, a master, and a handsome young man, plus a seemingly cheat-like Taixu Sword Qi, is simply the most quintessential game.

But Fu Hua felt unhappy.

She couldn't easily imagine the potentially brutal battles that might occur, but just imagining the large patches of blood on the boy's body coming into view made the remaining emotional remnants in her heart begin to stir with resentment.

They were telling Fu Hua that she should be sad, but she didn't feel much sadness.

That's perfectly reasonable; why should she be sad for a stranger?

She was just a little unhappy, but that was all.

But when she realized that she wasn't feeling sad at all, Fu Hua inexplicably began to feel sad about this fact.

The feeling of not feeling sad because of this sadness is a really convoluted, awkward, and nonsensical emotion.

It was so bizarre that she couldn't figure it out.

"Why fight?" The girl blurted out the question unintentionally as her mood gradually turned to frustration.

A smile, difficult to decipher, crept onto the boy's lips. He swallowed the words, letting them escape his throat as a mixture of emotions welled up within him:

"You'll understand, Hua."

"But if possible, I definitely don't want you to ever have to understand this."

The girl didn't know how to understand the ethereal and heavy tone in Su Qing'an's voice. She instinctively realized that there was a gleaming dagger hidden within it, and that as long as Fu Hua took it out, she could tear apart the surface of the world and see another absurd and ridiculous world that she could hardly imagine now.

"I want to learn the Taixu Sword Qi," she said abruptly, as if the Taixu Sword Qi were the dagger that could reveal the truth.

Su Qing'an did not object; this was exactly the outcome he had hoped for. He turned off the tap and, while wiping the wet porcelain bowl with a clean cloth, replied:

"You can sit on the sofa first. I'll teach you the Sword Heart Technique in a bit."

"Sword Heart Technique?" the girl murmured, a hint of curiosity in her voice.

Su Qing'an explained:

"This is considered an introductory chapter of the Taixu Sword Qi. I don't know how long it will take you to get the basics, but for you, it should be quick."

Fu Hua walked step by step to the sofa, sat down obediently, and asked:

Why do you think I'll learn quickly? Does it have anything to do with my aptitude for martial arts?

Su Qing'an thought for a moment before answering:

"These are also reasons."

But the real reason he didn't say was that he was going to teach Fu Hua, so he subconsciously felt that she wouldn't cultivate too slowly.

Su Qing'an neatly placed the bowls and chopsticks in the cupboard and stepped out of the kitchen. He deliberately sat far away from Fu Hua to avoid making her feel uncomfortable.

Then he said seriously:

"The Taixu Sword Qi is divided into five elements, and the Mind Elements is the first element to be cultivated. The so-called Sword Heart Technique is a method of cultivating the Mind Elements."

"And cultivating a sword heart is the original purpose of practicing the Sword Heart Technique."

The girl asked:

What is Kenshin?

"Like the cunning and shrewdness that martial artists talk about?"

Su Qing'an nodded in agreement:

"Similar, yet subtly different."

The so-called "sword heart" is, in layman's terms, a method to put the body into a competitive state. It is a way to completely empty oneself and feel every bit of one's own power. Theoretically, martial artists who have reached the state of "mind's eye" in martial arts can do the exact same thing.

The Sword Heart Technique that Su Qing'an is about to teach Fu Hua is a strange and inexplicable syllable, consisting of 462 notes. Its mystery lies in the fact that reciting, silently chanting, and listening to it can temper the mind.

It has no written record and can only be passed down through personal instruction and teaching.

At that time, Su Qing'an could recite and learn the Sword Heart Technique by silently reciting those so-called simulated words, and even mastered the Sword Heart Stillness Technique in a few hours. Most of the reason for this was due to the intervention of the gods.

Otherwise, normally speaking, without any guidance, the uncorrected Sword Heart Technique alone would have been enough to block Su Qing'an's initial path.

This is also the fundamental reason why Otto, Rita, and even Fu Hua found it unbelievable that Su Qing'an could master the Taixu Sword Qi.

The Sword Heart Technique that Su Qing'an is now teaching Fu Hua is the Sword Heart Technique that he later learned from Fu Hua herself. Although the syllable arrangement is exactly the same, only in this way could he feel at ease at that time.

In today's context, this is yet another strange case of cause and effect.

"What's the difference?" Fu Hua asked.

Su Qing'an said:

"The difference lies in the Taixu Sword Qi itself. Those who have cultivated the Sword Heart can regard the heavens and earth as their dantian and transform their physical body into meridians. The Qi, which is regarded as the origin of martial arts, no longer needs to be hidden."

"What is Qi?" she asked, wondering. In her heart, she guessed that it was like the ether or magic in some fantasy world. Perhaps the reason why Su Qing'an had such physical qualities was inseparable from this so-called Qi.

The boy's eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed at the girl's face, as if trying to conceal the chill within them. He said:

"For now, you can think of Qi as an unknowable substance that exists freely in the universe. As for the rest, you'll understand later."

"After that, I will recite some musical scales. You just need to clear your mind and try to recite these scales silently along with me."

"Ah."

The girl responded and sat up straight.

She placed her two small hands neatly on her knees, her eyes, like autumn water, closed earnestly, preparing to listen to the mysterious musical scale that was about to appear.

"——……—……——……"

It was a wondrous musical scale that defied description with onomatopoeia. It is said that there was no reason why it was not recorded in writing. Even if Su Qing'an was a genius, without divine intervention, he would not have been able to recite the Sword Heart Mantra at first.

Logically speaking, if such a strange and obscure musical scale is difficult for people to learn and recite, let alone use the Sword Heart Technique to cultivate a sword heart.

Simply listening was a form of torture, but after the girl completely let go of herself, the boy's words were like a gradually rising tide, stirring up a sense of empathy that made her ignore these strange and obscure feelings.

As if guided by divine inspiration, she naturally began to recite the corresponding musical scales in response to Su Qing'an's words.

"——……—……——……"

The two voices blended together in the small room, gradually becoming indistinguishable and completely merging on the same channel.

Fu Hua had already entered a meditative state. She remained in that proper sitting posture, her hands placed obediently, which made her look somewhat cute.

But deep down, some changes are already happening quietly.

A fiery sensation surged through my body in an instant, but then a few drops of rain extinguished all the burning heat. The invisible tides from the outside world, like a boundless ocean, cooled the lingering heat.

The rhythmic notes of the Sword Heart Technique rose and fell in the room.

In the originally pitch-black consciousness, droplets of water appeared and fell onto the darkness, revealing the order that came from nothing.

Tick, tick.

Amidst this continuous sound, a tranquil lake slowly settled here.

In just one hour, Fu Hua's sword heart entered a state of stillness.

The sound of the Sword Heart Technique ceased to echo. Su Qing'an smiled and looked at the girl who had opened her eyes in a daze, and said:

"You learn very quickly indeed. Congratulations on reaching the first level of the Sword Heart realm, Shisui."

Fu Hua murmured, somewhat dazed:

"It seems a little different."

The girl waved her hand subconsciously, and a gentle breeze swept by but then lingered and settled in her palm.

She clenched her fist, and the silent, invisible, and fragile charm vanished into nothingness.

"Is this Qi?"

Su Qing'an looked at this scene with complicated emotions. Her Honkai energy cultivation was indeed extraordinary. She had only just entered the Sword Heart stage and she could already instinctively control a little Honkai energy?

She truly deserves to be granted immortality and to bear the responsibility of passing on civilization.

He responded calmly:

"This is Qi."

Hopefully... this action will lead to a better future.

10. Master Su.

"I will teach you how to use Qi slowly, but you must remember one thing: Qi is like poison to ordinary people, so I hope you can use it with your own sense of proportion."

Seeing the girl nod as if she understood, Su Qing'an continued: