Legend of Sword King

0Cheng Qing knew very well that even though his cultivation base was only at the eighth level of the Nazi realm, it was nothing compared to before he entered the Sword Pavilion. After comprehending the sword intent, Li Huai Nan could even kill him with one sword. Even when facing the Li family's patriarch, Li Kuanglan, who was rumored to have immersed himself in the ninth level of the sinner's realm for many years and was already in closed-door seclusion in order to break through to the Xumi Realm, he had the confidence to do battle with him.    0

    

Leaving this place, Cheng Qing came to the fourth training space.    

    

To his surprise, he found himself in a study. Outside the study was a courtyard. The locust tree covered the sky and the autumn leaves fell everywhere.    

    

Cheng Qing walked up to the desk and saw that there was a book on it. The name of the book was A Tale of the Sword Cultivating Technique . Chen Qing picked it up and flipped through it. He discovered that it was a sword master. It was a fragmented record of how he cultivated the Dao of the Sword.    

    

Cheng Qing started to read seriously.    

    

After his rebirth, he had embarked on the path of sword cultivation. Now that he had comprehended sword intent, he was, after all, a true swordsman.    

    

Through this book, Cheng Qing had a very profound understanding of the way of the sword.    

    

So sword intent actually had three levels.    

    

The first stage was a mountain.    

    

The second stage was to see if the mountain was a mountain.    

    

The third stage was to see whether the mountain was still a mountain.    

    

Cheng Qing was slightly surprised. This description was similar to the slanderous slanderous scholars he had seen in his previous life, and the so-called division of dao in their pursuit.    

    

After Cheng Qing defeated the white-robed, white-haired old man, he had comprehended the first level of sword intent.    

    

According to the records of this book, after a swordsman had an initial comprehension of sword intent, the power of his sword style had increased explosively. At this time, seeing him use his sword stance and mental state, he thought that it was sword intent.    

    

But in reality, in order to have true mastery of sword intent, one had to go through the state of seeing a mountain was not a mountain. In the end, comprehending the source of sword intent and returning to the state of seeing a mountain was a mountain.    

    

Cheng Qing frowned. He couldn't understand this at the moment. To comprehend sword intent meant to comprehend, to have sword intent meant to have. Why was there a need to look at sword intent? It was not just sword intent.    

    

However, he did not hesitate and continued flipping through the books.    

    

Above the sword intent, there was also the Dao of the Sword.    

    

The path of the sword was even more profound. Chen Qing looked at it for a long time, but was unable to find anything wrong with it. On the contrary, the more he looked, the more he was confused.    

    

He knew that this was due to the fact that his comprehension of the sword was still insufficient.    

    

"It looks like the path of swordsmanship is really long, with no end in sight." Cheng Qing thought.    

    

He walked out of the study and into the courtyard. Cheng Qing didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. He opened the door to the courtyard and stared blankly. What entered his eyes was actually a panoramic view of Nine Phoenix City. And from his perspective, it was clearly from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets. But strangely, there was no trace of Zhao E Mei in front of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.    

    

Cheng Qing frowned and stretched out his hand to touch it, but the scene in front of him was like a mirage. After he reached his hand in, he couldn't see anything. He did not know what was going on, so he quickly retracted his hand. However, he found that there was nothing wrong with his arm. He tried to walk out of the courtyard, but when he walked into the void of the sea of clouds, he could not step onto the stone steps in front of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.    

    

"What's going on?" Cheng Qing quickly retreated. Luckily, he could come back without any obstacles.    

    

Just when Cheng Qing was secretly astonished, an ancient and ethereal voice rang out, "I didn't expect that there would still be someone capable of stepping into the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets ten thousand years from now."    

    

Cheng Qing raised his head and saw that under the locust tree in the courtyard, a man in a green robe with a refined face had appeared out of nowhere.    

    

Cheng Qing's pupils shrank when he saw the man.    

    

Just based on the other party's appearance, his age could not be determined. He appeared to be between thirty and forty years old, but the aura his body exuded was extremely ancient and heavy. The charm of time was very obvious, as if he had lived for a very long time.