A Good Romance
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Li Si Chan left happily, while Ling Han lay down on the bed to rest.
It wasn't that he didn't want to concoct the Second Star Pill immediately, but he really didn't think that he would be able to obtain such a Spirit Medicine on his first day in the Imperial City. Where would he get the supplementary medicinal ingredients from? Thus, he naturally had to go to Tianyaoge tomorrow to buy all the medicinal ingredients before he could proceed to the next step.
At the same time, he also had to decorate his own courtyard. After all, he was going to live here for a few years, so it was necessary to set up some restrictions in the surroundings as one of his trump cards.
Meanwhile, Hu Niu lay at his feet like a big cat, and soon emitted long and thin breathing sounds. However, if there was even the slightest sign of movement, she would immediately be startled awake, baring her sharp teeth and growling in a low voice.
He believed that with Liu Yutong's influence in the Academy, it would be very easy for her to find him. Ling Han didn't think about anything else, and peacefully fell asleep.
The night passed uneventfully, and early the next morning, Ling Han cooked breakfast. After feeding himself and Hu Niu, he first went to pay his respects to his teacher. This was the basic quality of a student.
He pushed open the door and entered, only to see that Mo Gao was currently practicing the sword, but very strangely, he only held the sword in his right hand, while his left hand formed a sword seal. He didn't move for a long time.
Was he practicing the sword, or cultivating Qi?
"Hu …" Hu Niu, however, revealed a very guarded expression. She supported herself with both hands on the ground, her whole body slightly arched, and her small mouth opened. There was a fierce glint in her eyes, and she was ready to attack at any moment.
Ling Han was surprised. The little girl would only show such an expression when she felt threatened, but the question was, was Mo Gao's simple action really that threatening?
Wait …
Ling Han's pupils dilated slightly. His divine sense caught a hint of something inconceivable. It was the aura emitted from Mo Gao's body. It was extremely mysterious, and vaguely familiar, yet he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
A pair of swords, and it was related to swords.
"You've come," Mo Gao said. "Then come practice the sword with me."
"What sword technique is this?" Ling Han asked.
"It's not a sword technique, but an invincible sword technique." Mo Gao's explanation was very mysterious.
Ling Han, on the other hand, felt that Mo Gao's aura was very mysterious. Now that he heard Mo Gao's words were even more mysterious, he seemed to have grasped something, but it wasn't very clear.
"Is there an invincible sword in the world?" he asked.
"In the hands of an unrivalled swordsman, it is an unrivalled sword," said Mo Gao. "I am the sword, my Sword Heart is bright, piercing through all attacks, breaking all attacks."
Boom! Ling Han's mind was shaken, and raging waves were set off.
No wonder he felt a mysterious and familiar feeling. It turned out that Mo Gao was actually cultivating his Sword Heart.
He did not doubt in the slightest that Mo Gao was deliberately mystifying things. That was because the level of Martial Art in Rain Country was too low. Just by forming Sword Qi, one could be called a ruler. There was absolutely no one who had formed Sword Ray, so how could one even talk about Sword Heart?
The Enlightened Sword Heart was the highest realm of the Sword Dao. Under the Enlightened Sword Heart, all attacks in the world could be understood like the palm of one's hand, and a swing of the sword would naturally destroy all techniques.
Who would have thought that a swordsman in the ninth layer of Poly could actually faintly touch upon Sword Heart?
No wonder Mo Gao was obviously a genius when he was young. Otherwise, he would not have been accepted into Huyang University, but had suddenly "gone mad". Actually, it was not that he had gone mad, but rather that he had already begun cultivating Sword Heart at that time.
But how difficult was it to grasp Sword Heart? Thus, his cultivation had stagnated for these ten years, and he had focused all his energy on comprehending Sword Heart.
Ling Han was filled with deep veneration. Sword Heart! Even in his last life, there were not many swordsmen who had managed to cultivate it. But as long as one managed to cultivate it, not to mention being invincible among those of the same cultivation level, one could even defeat powerful enemies who were of a higher cultivation level. It was extremely terrifying.
He clasped his hands in obeisance, and said, "Please guide me, Teacher."
Mo Gao was a little surprised. Aside from himself, there was no one in the Academy who did not think that he was crazy. In fact, in these ten years, he had occasionally doubted whether the path he had taken was the right one, and whether he could create an invincible sword.
This young man actually did not hesitate to ask him to practice with the sword. What kind of trust did he have in him?
Thinking of this, Mo Gao actually felt a little moved.
He, alone with his sword, had completely isolated himself. For more than ten years, he had been practicing the sword, practicing the sword, practicing the sword, and practicing the sword. Now, there was actually a young man who admired and believed in him so much, which made him instantly excited.
This was a good student, and he would definitely teach him well.
Mo Gao thought in his heart, and immediately began to talk incessantly, "The way of the sword is like a gentleman, magnanimous, and one must not have the heart of a petty person." These were all his comprehensions over the past ten years, and regardless of whether Ling Han understood or not, he poured them all out in one go.
Ling Han, on the other hand, became more and more astonished. His cultivation level had dropped, but his comprehension of Martial Art was still that of a former Heaven Tier elite. Naturally, he could completely understand Mo Gao's description.
It was precisely because he understood that he was so astonished.
Mo Gao's understanding of the way of the sword had completely surpassed his own cultivation level. Even if he had not reached the level of Sword Heart Illumination, he was only a step away from grasping Sword Heart.
The level of Martial Art was so backward, and he himself was only a mere ninth layer Poly, yet he had already touched the edge of Sword Heart. How could this not shock Ling Han?
When Mo Gao finished speaking, Ling Han stood still, digesting what he had just heard.
For a swordsman, this kind of explanation was priceless.
This was not a sword technique, nor was it a martial arts technique as high as Heaven Grade or Earth Grade. It was only a kind of understanding and elaboration of the way of the sword, yet it was close to the source and reached straight to the essence.
Of course, even if one had formed Sword Heart, what each swordsman grasped would not be the same, because Sword Heart was every swordsman's understanding of the way of the sword. However, listening to this kind of explanation, for Ling Han, who had only formed five flashes of Sword Qi, was too much of a help. It was equivalent to paving a golden path in front of him, guiding him forward.
Hu Niu instantly felt bored, and used her hands to scratch her ears, looking very sleepy.
"Hei …" Ling Han suddenly leaped up, the sword at his waist unsheathed, and quickly turned and danced.
Five flashes of Sword Qi crisscrossed. Shua, shua, shua, a cold light flashed. However, after a while, another needle-like Sword Qi actually formed and joined the five flashes of Sword Qi.
The sixth flash of Sword Qi
This flash of Sword Qi very quickly strengthened, becoming longer, thicker, and finally no different from the other five flashes of Sword Qi.
"Many thanks, Teacher." Ling Han clasped his hands in thanks towards Mo Gao. This was not as simple as forming one flash of Sword Qi. He would benefit from Mo Gao's understanding for the rest of his life. If he could grasp Sword Heart in this life, then Mo Gao's previous explanation would at least save him half the time.
He really did not think that coming to Hu Yang Academy was only to make Ling Dongxing happy, but he would actually gain such an unexpected benefit.
He had profited greatly!
Reading on his phone was more refreshing
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