Chapter 41: Epiphany

I don't know if this sudden appearance of this stone wall is a coincidence or something.

Yan Su only knew that the timing of the appearance of this stone wall was just right.

As far as the eye can see, the sword marks all over the stone wall are not only a proof of sword cultivation, but also a symbol of inheritance.

The capable kendo master left his own unique swordsmanship inheritance on it for future generations to accept, and as a newcomer to kendo, Yan Su really needed such an opportunity to learn the swordsmanship inheritance left by his ancestors.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, most of the sword intent engraved on it was full of high-spirited fighting intent, and it was very resistant to the strange atmosphere. The rest of the world is disdainful of contact with the outside world and is very silent.

Generally speaking, sword cultivation is usually the kind of killing decisive and very decisive, for example, the sword path that is widely popular in the cultivation world is the ruthless way and the killing path.

The speed of cultivation of these two is recognized as the fastest method, the Tao of Absolute Love, as the name suggests, is to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, clear the heart and body, and devote one heart to the Tao.

Killing the Dao, killing the evil, will also kill people. The end is both good and evil, no matter what, the speed of cultivation is also a thousand miles a day.

Cultivating the truth, on the road, relies on strength.

Even if it is a Buddha cultivation with a benevolent heart, he can kill the gods and slaughter the Buddha and lead to the avenue.

Righteousness, compassion, is just a general talk in the mouths of all people.

Yan Su has always known that the path of cultivation is very cruel, she curled up and struggled in the quagmire in her last life and could not turn over day by day, in this life, she didn't even have a chance to struggle in the quagmire, she entered the abyss.

Ruthless, killing, but Erer.

The way she is going to go is to the heavens, and it is to break the realm.

In a desperate situation, if you can survive, what about the destiny of heaven.

Yan Su pursed his lips, bowed seriously to the stone wall, and then turned to leave.

She didn't need established legacy, they didn't mean anything to her, so why should she stick it up to seek that legacy.

One day, she will accept their challenges with her own sword intent, and her sword will not lose.

Neither will she.

Suddenly, there was no wind around, and the ends of Yan Sugao's hair were blown up by the wind, and she was blown by the wind, and her face was full of pride and self-confidence that was not afraid of the future.

A large amount of spiritual energy rushed madly from all directions in the direction where Yan Su was standing, converging into a whirlpool above her head, and the birds that flew away in the distance by this sudden movement were dizzy and turned by the crazy gathering of spiritual energy, and they didn't know the direction.

It was as if the physical aura was scrambling to drill into Yan Su's body, and her dantian was like a bottomless pit frantically absorbing and transforming these aura.

This was Yan Su's first epiphany.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Su's dantian also reached a saturated state, and no longer absorbed this majestic aura from the outside world.

Immediately after, Yan Su seemed to hear a "pop", as if something was broken.

Then the aura on Yan Su's body changed, her cultivation continued to rise, and the breath released gradually became calm, which was the "Shark Yi" in play.

When the cultivation was to climb to the tenth level of Qi training, Yan Susheng suppressed the cultivation that wanted to continue to climb, and it was not yet time, the cultivation was improving too quickly, and her kendo attainments could not keep up with the promotion of cultivation, and there were endless hidden dangers in the future.

In the next period of time, she will devote herself to the cultivation of swordsmanship, and she should not be in a hurry to improve her cultivation for the time being.

However, this sudden epiphany made Yan Su's consciousness more sober, and many things gradually peeled off the fog and became clear.

Even this epiphany,,,,

Yan Su stopped thinking and looked up at the distant sky, Tiandao can't wait.

However, this sudden epiphany was not bad, and it seemed that by raising her cultivation as soon as possible, her situation would not be so passive.

Yan Su retracted his gaze and looked at the stone wall shrouded in afterglow, perhaps because of the epiphany, the sword intent on the stone wall emitted a continuous "clanging" sword sound.

Yan Su chuckled, turned around with his sword, and left without hesitation.

One person and one wooden sword, in the afterglow of the setting sun, stepping on the countless sword sounds behind him disappeared in the mountains.

She walked through the bamboo forest, walked through the bluestone steps, bypassed the stone pool, stepped through the branches and fragments of the ground, and finally returned to the Taoist temple.

There, she saw a tall, familiar figure, and she strolled over to him.

The broad palm of his hand touched the top of her head, and a clear and pleasant voice sounded above her.

"Yes, I had an epiphany."

Yan Su raised a bright little face, grinned the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes curved, and smiled.

"Master!"

Li Xiuyuan chuckled, took Yan Su's hand and walked into the Taoist temple, it was Yan Dong who opened the door, and simple hot dishes were already placed on the table.

Li Xiuyuan sat on the main seat, and Yan Su and Yan Dong each sat in the remaining seats.

Yan Su had been in the back mountain for so long, he was already hungry, and his eyes lit up as he looked at the steaming food on the table.

She looked up at the master.

And Li Xiuyuan seemed to see the longing in Yan Su's eyes, smiled, and then, raised his hand, and changed out a few old books.

Yan Su's eyes were confused, looking at the books, he didn't know what to do.

And then Li Xiuyuan's words made Yan Su forget about hunger excitedly.

"This is an ancient book about kendo practice that I have collected for you."

"Ancient books?"

Yan Su was puzzled, the practice of sword dao already has a specific process in this world, and generally sword cultivation into sword path is carried out through that set of processes, do you still need any ancient books?

Seeing the incomprehension in Yan Su's eyes, Li Xiuyuan continued to explain.

"This is the cultivation of the ancient kendo that was found from the realm of the lost, and it is considered the origin of the current kendo practice, and the set of current unified regulations is also evolved according to the side branches of this system, relatively speaking, it is easier to enter the dao, but it is also a little more difficult than other dao cultivation."

"And the one in my hand is a unique one, and I don't know where the next one is, it is said to be in the upper realm."

"Your spiritual root is special, and the cultivation is the power of the origin, and what complements it, the cultivation of the sword path is very compatible with the more difficult laws of the ancient sword path."

After flipping through the words, Yan Su understood it carefully before he understood.

Overall, her spiritual root is special, but it is the most suitable for cultivating this ancient method, which can maximize all the potential of Yan Su.

The return to the basics of the ancient law and the power of the origin she cultivated are complementary to each other.

When the time came, the Taoism has also experienced vicissitudes and earth-shaking changes, and it has long deviated from the ancient Taoism.

What Yan Su didn't know was that even the exercise in her hand was brought from the upper realm, and this world had long since lost this kind of ancient practice, only the secret realm left by some ancient powers that had rarely stepped on had a trace of it.