Chapter 40 Basic Mastery of Sword Body
Chapter 40 Basic Mastery of Sword Body
Luo Sifan's slender, fair body reappeared, his long hair flowing freely, quietly hovering within the second-tier sword domain.
His soul was utterly exhausted, but fortunately he managed to retain a sliver of clarity before the trial was successfully completed.
Lu Gong finally breathed a sigh of relief. The trial of the second-tier sword domain with its 1,080 variations was thrilling. Lu Gong almost had to take action to stop the sword domain to prevent Luo Sifan's soul from collapsing and the entire trial from failing.
Resting in the sword domain, Luo Sifan slept soundly for a full three hours.
I opened my eyes and was startled; I almost screamed.
Luo Sifan instinctively protected his vitals, glaring at Lu Gong in front of him, whose eyes were shining and who was looking him up and down.
"Good! Good!"
It was indeed a perfect prototype of a sword body, exceeding all expectations! The Dao body and the sword body, through countless refinements, showed signs of merging together!
Lu Gong couldn't resist reaching out his finger to poke it a couple of times and test its feel.
"You old geezer!"
Even though I knew the old man was a deer, he was still a male.
Luo Sifan felt a chill in her heart, cursed under her breath, blocked with her palm, slipped away, picked up the white dress, and quickly put it on.
Just from poking a hand, Lu Gong was delighted and intoxicated for a while, ignoring Luo Sifan's little actions.
"Such powerful rules! There's even a hint of rules evolving within it! The path of the sword body is far more complex than it seems..."
Lu Gong shook his head, talking to himself and pondering incessantly.
After putting on his clothes, Luo Sifan felt much more composed. Seeing Lu Gong's sword-obsessed appearance, he felt grateful but also a little guilty.
Approaching the deer, I bowed deeply:
"I will never forget Lord Lu's kindness in nurturing and protecting me!"
Lu Gong snapped out of his daze, and the excitement he had been feeling while studying swordsmanship faded instantly. He gently lifted Luo Sifan up with a wave of his hand.
"No need for formalities. I have seen enough of your hypocrisy, greed, and treachery. There is no need for such pretense."
The old man spoke directly and had an indifferent expression, which didn't seem like he was deliberately mocking anyone.
Luo Sifan looked embarrassed, wondering where Lu Gong's resentment and prejudice against humans came from.
"Young man! Our relationship is essentially a transaction. I will guide you into the path of swordsmanship and teach you the true meaning of swordsmanship. In return, you can help me with something in the future."
Lu Gong's eyes were piercing as he spoke seriously, as if trying to see through Luo Sifan's heart.
Luo Sifan smiled faintly:
"What you say is very reasonable. From now on, I will do my best to fulfill any task assigned to me, even to the point of death."
Lu Gong chuckled:
"It's a small matter, kid. Don't take it too seriously. With your current cultivation level, you're still far from meeting my requirements. When the time is right, I'll teach you how to do it."
Luo Sifan didn't believe his nonsense. Lu Gong had gone to so much trouble and elaborated on the matter, speaking evasively and not daring to be direct. What he was asking for was definitely a matter of life and death.
"The art of swordsmanship varies from person to person, and it emphasizes self-cultivation and self-sufficiency. Now that I have already guided you into the path, I must not try to force your progress, lest I hinder your training."
Lu Gong made up a bunch of nonsense; what he really meant was that he couldn't bear to part with the Crimson Pearl Grass. Luo Sifan continued to temper his sword body with him, determined to empty his pockets.
Luo Sifan seemed to understand, but not quite, and nodded slightly.
Lu Gong then took out a short sword and handed it to Luo Sifan:
"This sword was forged from a piece of my hyoid bone and contains a wisp of my essence. Once your sword body is fully developed, you can activate this item to bring you back here. At that time, I will then teach you the Sword Heart and the Sword Domain Technique."
Luo Sifan sheathed his sword, but before he could say a few words of farewell, he swayed and was thrown off the deer head, landing in front of the sword ladder.
Xiao Cheng's sword body reacted extremely quickly. Before Luo Sifan could settle his mind, he took a wrong step and stood firmly.
"That old man is really rude!"
Luo Sifan muttered, both surprised and delighted. This body was not only much more agile than before, but also incredibly strong and full of energy.
The sword ladder hangs in mid-air, plunging straight into the cliff. The bottom is invisible below, and the end seems to vanish into the clouds above.
Nominally a ladder, it is actually just a series of shallow stone hollows, spaced a foot apart, embedded in the sheer cliff, rising up with the contours of the rock.
Now that they had passed the deer's head, Luo Sifan released Xu Huanzhen from the mirage pearl.
Having been trapped inside the mirage for over a day, Xu Huanzhen's emotions remained relatively stable. However, after glancing at Luo Sifan, she stared blankly at him with a somewhat dazed expression.
"What? Is there something on my face?"
Luo Sifan touched his face unhappily and glanced at Xu Huanzhen.
Xu Huanzhen realized her mistake and then felt she had been somewhat rude.
"It's only been a day since I last saw you, Miss Lin... you seem like a completely different person. I was momentarily out of line, please forgive me!"
Xu Huanzhen blushed and made an excuse.
The person was still the same person. It was just that he suddenly possessed a fatally attractive charm that made Xu Huanzhen involuntarily feel a sense of awe.
The more you look, the more captivating and beautiful it becomes.
Xu Huanzhen sighed inwardly, almost doubting whether she was possessed.
Luo Sifan's sword body has been destroyed and reborn countless times. It is constructed based on the rules of swordsmanship, with the rare Crimson Pearl Grass provided by Lu Gong as its foundation, and nourished by the Taiyi Pure Profound Spiritual Qi.
His sword body path is unique, stepping into the innate path. For cultivators like Xu Huanzhen who practice acquired sword bodies, the crushing power of his aura is nothing more than natural.
Xu Huanzhen was limited by her own understanding and could not see clearly or understand it. She even thought that she had been bewitched by beauty and lost her sense of propriety.
"Are you blind? What? I've become a different person?"
Luo Sifan ignored Xu Huanzhen's lapse in composure, casually grumbled, and stepped onto the sword ladder in front of him.
Where his feet tread, the scattered sword intent remaining on the stone hollow melted away like ice and snow, completely devoured by Luo Sifan's sword body.
"A sword ladder? Nothing special."
Luo Sifan, unaware of the truth, felt disdain as her white dress fluttered as she slowly ascended the precipice.
Seeing that he had walked far away and was moving lightly, Xu Huanzhen quickly followed behind.
It was still very easy.
"Strange, why does the Sword Ladder of Deer-Slaying Peak live up to its name?"
Xu Huanzhen muttered to herself as she walked.
Xu Huanzhen knew a little about the foundation of the Sword Ladder of Gelu Peak. This time, he was refused entry to the mountain gate and had no choice but to challenge the Sword Ladder. He had no intention of winning.
To everyone's surprise, the climb was surprisingly easy.
The Sword Ladder has a history spanning thousands of years. It was originally left by our ancestors who picked sword orchids on the cliffs of this secluded valley. In terms of history, it is probably even older than the Sword Gate of Deer Slaying.
The valley is flanked by two towering peaks, with the narrowest point no more than ten feet wide. The gale-force winds rage in the valley, becoming even more piercing and sharp in winter.
Over hundreds of thousands of years, the rock face has been smoothed by the fierce winds, becoming as smooth as jade, barren of all vegetation. Only the sword orchid, naturally grown and imbued with sword intent, has managed to carve out its own niche in such a harsh environment.
The higher you climb, the stronger the winds become in the gladiolus' habitat, resulting in better quality gladiolus and exponentially increasing the difficulty for those climbing the cliffs.
As the son of a prominent family in Hidden Sword Mountain, Xu Huanzhen was quite familiar with these historical anecdotes.
As I climbed the sword ladder, I couldn't help but look around to see if there were any sword orchids left over from previous inhabitants that I could pick up.
One hundred zhang, two hundred zhang, three hundred zhang...
Not a single surviving gladiolus could be seen. Instead, a strong wind began to rise, sweeping over them relentlessly. Xu Huanzhen had no choice but to cling tightly to the rock wall, swimming upwards like a gecko, which slowed her down considerably.
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