"Boat, sail, man!"

The fifth-level understanding in Qingxu's mind burst into countless sparks of inspiration when he heard Zhu Feng's words.

He was extremely talented in practicing swords. Otherwise, he would not have been able to enter the Dongyang Sword Sect for just a few years to cultivate the Dongyang Sword Sect’s supreme classic Dongyang Sword Book, and comprehend the sword intent. He was respected as a sword saint by the warrior world.

Although Qingxu himself did not continue to study the Dongyang Sword Classic and his practice of sword intent also embarked on the path of comprehending the Zhulong sword intent in Ningguang Sword, his own experience has also accumulated extremely deep accumulation of his understanding of swords. Now that he is stimulated by Zhufeng, the sword intent in the spiritual world spontaneously operates. While Dongyang Sword Intent is growing, the Zhulong sword intent is suddenly constantly impacted, shocked, and gradually collapsed.

"The sword path is like crossing the sea, the sword intent is like a man, and the sword energy is like a sail. As a ship, a person, no matter how high the sail is, he will be unable to continue without sails. There are only ships and no one to control them, and without sails turning into power, it still cannot move. The same is true for sails... Only when all three reach the peak and cooperate with each other with all their heart, can they travel in the sea and reach the other side of the highest realm."

Inspiration burst out in Qingxu's mind, and voices were like a bell of a bell, echoing in his spiritual world, making the spiritual world like an earthquake, and it kept thundering.

At the core of his spiritual world, the phantom belonging to the Zhulong sword intent was peeling off and collapsed layer by layer under the continuous vibration of the sound of the Hongzhong Dalu, just like a peerless divine weapon full of rust. Under the shock of this vast divine sound, it shook all the rust, thus revealing its true sharpness!

The sharpness of the peerless magic sword!

“Buzz!”

While the divine sword condensed in the spiritual world, the qi and blood in Qingxu's body were involuntarily guided by the new sword intent and merged with the sword intent. At the same time, when his true energy was completely sealed, the sword energy was involuntarily guiding the qi and blood in his body, and began to refine essence into qi, and derived a new true energy formed based on the sword intent.

It seems that before, I visualized the golden crow, and the soul of the Zhulong finally condensed into true energy, but now it condenses the peerless sword intent phantom to condense true energy. There seems to be no difference, but in fact...

The dominance between the two has changed silently.

Visualize the golden crow and visualize the Zhulong. The ultimate growth direction of the practitioner is to transform and change towards the golden crow and Zhulong. The ultimate path of their cultivation is to transform into the real golden crow and Zhulong. In other words, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot surpass the real golden crow and Zhulong. Even if they use the golden crow and Zhulong bloodline to return to the distant ancestor, they still cannot break through the shackles of the final bloodline.

But at this moment...

What dominated his cultivation path was no longer bloodline, but Qingxu itself, his own sword intent, and this sword intent originated from the will and worldview of the practitioner. No one knows where the ultimate achievement of such a sword intent lies...

"kendo……"

Just as he was about to continue to draw his sword, Zhu Feng, who defeated Qingxu in one fell swoop, seemed to feel the change of breath on Qingxu, and suddenly he was on the spot, a little surprised, staring at Qingxu in a daze, as if he had sensed something familiar on him. Under the stimulation of this familiar feeling, it seemed to have thought of something, and for a moment it fell into memorial, dazed and stared at Qingxu, without saying a word for a long time...

The sword intent fluctuated in the Qingxu spiritual world for a whole day.

Fortunately, because he has now stepped onto the hillside of Wanjian Peak, if everyone did not come to the sky with their swords, they would no longer see his figure. They didn't know what he was doing on the mountain. They just felt that he was not willing to give up and were still experiencing these failures again and again. No one disturbed him along the way.

After Qingxu's spiritual shock gradually stabilized, his eyes were re-centered on the sword intent of the spiritual world that was completely integrated into the tempering of his personal spirit.

Great success!

The sword intent is perfect!

Although it has not yet reached the peak of the original Zhulong sword intent, which is only half a step away from perfection, this sword intent...

But it was completely condensed by his personal energy and spirit, representing all the essence of his practice of the Dongyang Sword Classic. Even if the strength of the sword intent is still not comparable to that of the time, Qingxu pointed it out, but he felt that the bloodline and essence were connected.

Such a sword intent may be inferior to the Zhulong sword intent that was at the peak of the great success at the time. However, if the two suppress the true energy, refine the qi, and even combine the spirit, Qingming Realm, Qingxu can completely rely on the perfect fit between this sword energy and its own essence to crush Zhulong sword intent with an absolute advantage.

No!

Not just crushing...

Instead, fight beyond the level!

The Dacheng Dongyang Sword Intent of the True Qi Realm can defeat the Dacheng Peak Zhulong Sword Intent of the Refining Gang Realm...

Incredible!

"This is the true sword intent...it belongs entirely to my sword intent...my intention is my way! This is my sword intent!"

With Qingxu holding his empty hand and the sword intent was shaken, he felt that all the sword techniques he had practiced could burst out with twice or even several times of power at this moment.

After a moment, Qingxu seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly fell on the Zhulong sword intent.

At that time, he felt something and fell into a strange state that was almost sudden. His spirit was concentrated on the transformation of Dongyang Sword Intent. He did not notice the collapse of Zhulong's sword intent at all. So when his sword intent rushed to the realm of Dacheng, Zhulong's sword intent had completely collapsed under the impact of his Dongyang Sword Intent, and the direct impact of Zhulong's sword intent collapse...

It is the soul of Zhulong that is dim...

It is even so bleak that there is a tendency to collapse.

Qingxu estimated that if he could not find a way to solve the collapse of Zhulong's sword intent in a few months, his Zhulong's soul would completely dissipate, and by then the Zhulong's body that he had finally cultivated would be destroyed from then on and return to nothingness.

Not only the candle dragon divine body...

Since his sword intent has changed from the previous digging of golden crows, the bloodline of Zhulong has changed to gather his own energy and spirit to cultivate his own sword intent. If he wants to cultivate the golden crow bloodline to a higher level in the future, he must change his own sword intent and generate a sword intent close to the will of the golden crow beast from his sword intent. Otherwise, his golden crow bloodline will be cut off from now on...

This consequence made Qingxu feel sank.

What Jiandao requires is sincerity and purity, this kind of exclusivity...

Too strong.

I am the only one!

Qingxu closed his eyes and showed a hint of pain on his face.

This is a choice that can torture and collapse.

As soon as he entered this world, in order to pursue strength, he had given up his passionate love for kendo, but now...

Suddenly, he realized the sword's mind and realized the sword's intent, awakening his sword's heart again, but he had to face this cruel choice again!

dream……

Still losing to reality?

He has lost once...

Need to lose again?

Or...

Since I have lost once...

Then the second failure seems to be no longer so untolerable?

And if he still succumbed to failure the second time, will the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time, and even the countless times next?

A trace of confusion flashed in Qingxu's painful expression.

Can't see the road clearly, can't see the future clearly...

"A brand new kendo, but I feel that this kendo is full of shaking. It seems like a flash in the pan, which may be extinguished from then on at any time and be submerged in the dust of history..."

Just as Qingxu was tortured by this choice, a voice sounded.

It's the vanguard.

The sword spirit chases the edge.

Qingxu looked at the sword spirit in front of him. This strange existence that had been there for many years, and it also felt confused in it.

"Do you have the same confusion?"

"confused……"

Zhu Feng lowered his head: "Maybe, I'm really confused many times, just like now, I don't know what the meaning of my existence is. What is my stay here? Why do I have to draw my swords at those practitioners again and again, even if some of them are weak and clumsy, making me want to laugh..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Feng showed a...not a smile on his face...

Because, it hasn't laughed for too long.

Because, it has not been too long since "same" allowed it to speak well.

"Day after day, cycle after week."

Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed it into the void, as if he wanted to catch something...

Is it a trace of time?

pity……

There is nothing that resides in its hands.

Qingxu was silent.

The confusion of millions of years, compared to Zhu Fenglai, the torture and choice he currently faces seems to be nothing...

"I'm curious, if your will has not been affected by this confused mentality, then how sharp your sword will be..."

"Impact? How can there be an impact?"

Zhu Feng glanced at Qingxu strangely, and then stroked his empty hand...

No impact at all!

His sword intent is still sharp.

It is like a peerless magic weapon hidden deep in the sword sheath for decades. Once it is unsheathed, the gods and ghosts will be able to break the sword intent. Even though Qingxu has now cultivated the sword intent derived from the Dongyang Sword Book to great success, it still feels thrilling.

"Your sword intent..."

"I am very confused, and there are countless doubts in my heart, but... are these important? When I really need to draw the sword, I just need to put all my spirit into my sword, use my sword to wave forward, and give my all to show my sword intent. At that moment, everything will be far away from me. There is only a kind of pleasure in my mind... So, at that time... I just need to swing the sword..."

"Swing the sword...just just swing the sword..."

Qingxu couldn't help but think of the night when he had just comprehended the sword intent when he was in the Dongyang Sword Sect.

Yes……

Nothing else matters!

He just needs to immerse all his mind in the sword in his hand, and then follow the original intention in his heart and just swing the sword...
To be continued...