Sword Bamboo Garden!
The rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind was like a unique piece of music that leisurely filled the world.
There was a circular platform in the middle of 999 sword bamboos. A figure stood on it with his eyes closed. He was silent as if he was immersed in the world.
The sword-like bamboo leaves swayed gently in the wind as if they were reflected in one's heart.
Time passed breath by breath. The bamboo leaves swayed and the figure remained motionless. His aura was harmonious as if he had become one with the bamboo forest.
Gradually, the figure disappeared and was replaced by a sword bamboo.
One day!
Two days!
Three days!
…
A month had passed. If someone were to enter this place, they would notice that there was one more sword bamboo. The number of sword bamboos had increased from 999 to 1000.
The sword bamboo in the center seemed to be connecting heaven and earth. It had become the king of sword bamboos and was worshipped by the 999 sword bamboos around it.
His aura was gradually changing, imperceptibly changing everything in his surroundings.
The two Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouses guarding outside the Sword Bamboo Garden were surprised.
"What a sharp aura."
"This is the fluctuation of Sword Qi."
The two of them were sent by the City Lord to guard the Sword Bamboo Garden. They knew that the person who lived in the Sword Bamboo Garden was Chen Zong, who was ranked first on the True Martial Battle Tablet and the overall ranking. He was an amazing genius.
Now, the Sword Qi fluctuation that permeated the Sword Bamboo Garden was so strong that it surprised them. Moreover, the Sword Qi fluctuation was still increasing, becoming more and more shocking.
Sword!
Sword!
Sword!
Boundless Sword Qi surged out from every single Sword Bamboo, gathering and not dispersing, condensing and not emitting.
Gradually, as time passed, every sword-shaped bamboo leaf began to emit wisps of Sword Qi fluctuation.
Like a sword!
Transforming into a sword!
Chen Zong seemed to have transformed into a sword bamboo. Wisps of sharpness spread out from the depths of his body in all directions.
'My body is the sword. My heart is the sword. Everything is the sword. Heaven and Earth are the sword.'
A figure appeared above the Sword Bamboo Garden with a hazy light around him. It was the City Lord of True Martial City.
Looking down from above, the True Martial City Lord had a smile on his face. He could see that Chen Zong was in a state of extreme meditation. As time passed, the aura around his body began to grow thicker and thicker.
However, the True Martial City Lord had already given the order that no one was to disturb him.
If one were to be interrupted while comprehending, the consequences would be dire.
In the best case scenario, one would fail to comprehend, and in the worst case scenario, one would go berserk.
Thus, if one were to interrupt another's comprehension, they would be treated as mortal enemies.
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, two months had passed. There was only one month left before the final battle of Zhenwu.
Rumble!
An astonishing and vigorous aura was brewing in Chen Zong's body. It was as if a heavenly sword was about to break through the void and burst out. But in an instant, this astonishing aura was suppressed by Chen Zong.
As the nine hundred and ninety-nine swords swayed, they all moved towards Chen Zong, as if they were worshipping him. The astonishing sharpness of their aura filled the air before gradually converging.
The faces of the two Saint Realm masters guarding outside the Sword Bamboo Garden changed drastically. They could only feel that a terrifying Sword Qi was about to erupt from the garden. This Sword Qi was so powerful that it made their hearts palpitate.
However, the moment the Sword Qi was about to erupt, it converged and disappeared without a trace.
After two months of continuous meditation, Chen Zong opened his eyes. A sharp light shot out from them, as if a sword light was about to tear the sky apart.
Immediately, the sword-like light converged and Chen Zong's eyes became calm.
"The effect of True Martial Light is really amazing," Chen Zong said to himself as a smile appeared on his face.
True Martial Light could double one's comprehension. His own comprehension was already amazing, so when it was doubled, it was simply heaven-defying.
As soon as he started meditating, Chen Zong's mind burst with countless inspirations. His comprehension was like a madman.
For two consecutive months, Chen Zong's comprehension deepened and reached an indescribable state.
Now, his meditation was over. In fact, it was not the end of his meditation, but a limit. He had to digest it, otherwise, it would be useless to continue.
Standing up, Chen Zong drew the sword at his waist and slowly swung it. It looked simple and ordinary, as if he was holding a brush and writing on a piece of white paper, but the handwriting gave off an indescribable sense of beauty.
Tempered and refined!
When ordinary people wrote with a brush, it would only feel ordinary or even rough. However, when a calligraphy master wrote with a brush, it would be the crystallization of countless tempering. It was the essence of countless years of sweat, sweat, and experience. Even the simplest stroke would contain a unique charm. Even if it was a simple stroke, it would have a different sense of beauty.
This was practice makes perfect.
This was returning to one's natural state!
This was a realm!
This was Dao!
Now, Chen Zong's sword had this kind of charm and realm.
Sword after sword, Chen Zong slowly practiced. It looked very ordinary, and in the eyes of an outsider, it was very simple. But in the eyes of an expert, every sword contained an indescribable mystery.
Practicing the sword!
Without using super spiritual power or super dragon power, he just practiced the sword. For a long time, Chen Zong had not practiced the sword like this. Now, when he swung the sword, he had a feeling that he had not practiced for a long time, but also incomparably familiar.
Joy!
Pleasure!
It was a kind of joy that came from the deepest part of his heart, a kind of joy that came from the deepest part of his soul.
Carefree!
Dripping!
It was as if everything in the world had disappeared, and he had forgotten everything. There was only the sword and the practice of the sword.
With the sword in hand, there was only one heart, no doubts, no doubts, and the most refined and pure.
Chen Zong practiced the sword for half a month without any rest. It was as if he had endless power that could never be used up.
Practice!
Practice!
Practice!
Finally, he woke up and returned his sword to its scabbard.
Chen Zong stood in place, his eyes closed again, standing motionless. His aura was completely restrained to the extreme, as if he was dead.
A day later, Chen Zong opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.
Two months of meditation, half a month of practicing the sword, and one day of meditation, a total of seventy-six days. Now that his cultivation had come to an end, the effects of his True Martial Light were fully displayed.
"It's time to leave and head to Divine Martial Giant City," Chen Zong muttered to himself, stepping out of the bamboo forest and walking towards the gate of Sword Bamboo Garden.
"Many thanks," Chen Zong walked to the gate of Sword Bamboo Garden and bowed to the two Saint Realm masters.
After all, while he was cultivating, he had two Saint Realm masters act as gatekeepers. Although they were only following orders, Chen Zong still had to thank them.
"We were just following orders, there is no need for Your Excellency to be so polite," The two smiled.
As Saint Realm masters acting as gatekeepers, it was naturally not a good thing, but it also depended on who they were guarding.
If it was just an ordinary cultivator, they would not be willing. Even if they were following orders, they would still feel uncomfortable.
However, Chen Zong was not an ordinary cultivator, but the first place on the True Martial Battle Tablet's overall List. He was a monstrous genius with Heaven defying talent and was valued by True Martial City's City Lord. Naturally, they were willing.
After saying goodbye, Chen Zong left Sword Bamboo Garden to see True Martial City's City Lord. After all, he was leaving for Divine Martial Giant City, so he had to say goodbye to him.
"After more than two months of meditation, Little Friend seems to have made a lot of progress," True Martial City's City Lord stared at Chen Zong for a few breaths before smiling.
"Thanks to the City Lord." On one hand, he was being modest, but on the other hand, it was indeed related. After all, in Sword Bamboo Garden, the aura of the sword bamboos had inexplicably drawn Chen Zong to it.
It was also the attraction of the aura of Sword Bamboo Garden that allowed Chen Zong to deepen his comprehension.
"It's your ability," True Martial City's City Lord smiled. He probably knew that Sword Bamboo Garden was useful to Chen Zong, but he did not think too much about it.
"True Martial Giant City is not very far from Divine Martial Giant City. You can arrive there in one day with a Saint Artifact Flying Ship. When the time comes, will you and this Senior be going there?" True Martial City's City Lord asked in a questioning tone.
"Thank you for your kindness, City Lord, but I want to go alone and enjoy the scenery of the True Martial Upper Territory," Chen Zong rejected True Martial City's City Lord.
Traveling with True Martial City's City Lord would be fast and safe, but Chen Zong always had his own ideas.
Going alone and looking around along the way was also a kind of experience.
From True Martial Giant City to Divine Martial Giant City, with Chen Zong's speed, it would take about ten days. There were still fourteen days left, so there was more than enough time.
"Okay." True Martial City's City Lord did not intend to change Chen Zong's mind. He respected him. Of course, this was also because Chen Zong's talent was high enough that True Martial City's City Lord thought highly of him. Otherwise, if it were someone else, True Martial City's City Lord would listen to whatever Chen Zong said.
"City Lord, I'll take my leave first," Chen Zong said.
Although it would take him about ten days to reach Divine Martial Giant City from here with his speed, there were still four days left. It was not enough time in case something happened on the way, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.
"Go, see you in Divine Martial Giant City," True Martial City's City Lord said with a smile.
After bidding farewell to True Martial City's City Lord, Chen Zong quickly left the City Lord's Mansion and True Martial Giant City, heading for Divine Martial Giant City.
Divine Martial Giant City was located in the north of True Martial Giant City, so Chen Zong went all the way north.
Chen Zong used his movement skill, which was as light as a feather and as swift as the wind, allowing him to reach the extreme speed.
The shock caused by the True Martial Battle Stele had passed, but the news of the True Martial Ultimate Battle was everywhere.
Compared to the True Martial Battle Stele, the news of the True Martial Ultimate Battle was more exciting.
After all, being listed on the True Martial Battle Stele was only in terms of reputation, and the actual benefits were not that great. However, the True Martial Ultimate Battle gave one a chance to leave the True Martial Upper Zone and enter the Tianyuan Sacred Zone that countless people yearned for.
Tianyuan Sacred Zone was a holy land for cultivation. Who didn't want to go there?
Entering the Tianyuan Sacred Zone would give one substantial benefits that would allow one to progress further. Compared to the reputation of being listed on the True Martial Battle Stele, entering the Tianyuan Sacred Zone was obviously better.
In life, people pursued fame and fortune.
Fame was important, but so was wealth.
However, for cultivators, the latter was obviously more practical.
In all directions, the geniuses were either moving alone or in groups, rapidly heading towards Divine Martial Colossal City.
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