The mountain was called Black Mountain. It was eight hundred feet high and stretched for hundreds of miles. Poisonous insects and ferocious beasts inhabited the mountain. The deeper one went into the mountain, the more primitive and dangerous it was.
If Chen Zong wanted to climb the mountain, he would have to go deeper. It was inevitable that he would encounter danger.
However, these dangers were also what Chen Zong was looking for.
The purpose of this trip was to find an opportunity to break through in the crisis of life and death.
The forest was dense and lush. The branches and leaves covered the sky and the sun, and the shadows were everywhere. The sound of Chen Zong's footsteps and the sound of branches and leaves as he walked made the silence in the depths of the forest more obvious.
Chen Zong's footsteps were neither fast nor slow. Every step he took seemed to have been carefully measured, and they were completely uniform. The range of his movements and the strength of his movements seemed to have been tempered a thousand times, light and powerful.
Chen Zong lowered his body slightly and moved forward like a cheetah in Buddha Mountain. His eyes were bright and sharp, like the edge of a sword. He could see everything in front of him clearly, not missing any details.
His ears trembled slightly, and all the sounds around him were clearly heard.
Suddenly, Chen Zong's eyes flashed a touch of sharpness, like cold lightning. At the same time, the iron sword with a dazzling light cut through the shadow under the shade of the tree, as if it was cutting it open.
Chen Zong's sword met the light head-on. The sword disappeared in an instant, and the sword returned to its scabbard. Chen Zong continued to move forward without stopping in the slightest.
On the side, a poisonous snake that was about to attack him was cut in two.
Since he entered the mountain, Chen Zong had encountered many attacks. He resolved them all with his own strength. Unconsciously, Chen Zong had a deeper understanding and understanding of the sword.
Temporarily losing his cultivation and strength did not seem to be a bad thing, because it could make his swordsmanship purer.
Running to the top of the mountain, Chen Zong had a long endurance, which benefited from his control and reasonable distribution of his strength. Otherwise, with the body of an ordinary person, it was impossible for him to walk so far without a rest.
When he reached the top of the mountain, Chen Zong had to stop and rest for a while. He took out some dry food to replenish his strength.
At this time, the sky was dark, and the mountain wind was a little cold. Chen Zong could not help but feel a little unbearable.
How long has it been?
It had been a long time since he had such an experience.
With the cultivation of a mid-level Half-saint, ordinary heat and cold couldn't affect him at all. But now, he only had the body of an ordinary person. Even though he could control and exert several times his strength, he couldn't get rid of the category of an ordinary person. He still felt hungry, hot, cold, and even sick.
However, Chen Zong would not fall sick due to his strong control over his body. Of course, if Chen Zong wanted to, he could also accelerate his blood flow to generate heat to resist the coldness of the outside world. However, doing so would increase the consumption of his body, and he would have to eat more food to replenish his energy.
Chen Zong took out a thick cotton-padded coat from his bag and put it on to resist the chill of the mountain wind. Chen Zong also found a leeward area so that he could better survive this lonely and cold night.
He did not know what kind of world this was. The sky was dotted with stars, as if countless eyes were blinking. As they flickered, there seemed to be countless stories.
Chen Zong was surprised to find that there were 108 stars in the sky.
One hundred and eight!
This number surprised Chen Zong.
One hundred and eight Xuanming Tokens, one hundred and eight light spots, and now, one hundred and eight starlights.
There seemed to be an inexplicable connection. However, Chen Zong couldn't figure it out. After thinking about it, he was confused and felt tired. After all, this was an ordinary person's body, and it couldn't withstand too fast thinking.
Chen Zong closed his eyes and hugged his sword. He got rid of all distracting thoughts and rested.
An ordinary person's body needed to eat, drink, go to the toilet, rest, and sleep.
However, even if Chen Zong was resting, he still maintained a high level of vigilance to prevent sudden attacks from ferocious beasts and poisonous snakes.
However, on such a cold night, most of the poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts were hiding and rarely came out.
The night passed peacefully. In the morning, Chen Zong ate a piece of jerky and drank a few mouthfuls of dew. Then, he packed up and set off again, walking down the mountain.
Over the mountains!
He went down the mountain faster, running like a waterfall. However, Chen Zong still maintained a high level of vigilance, avoiding poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. If he couldn't avoid them, he would draw his sword to fight and practice his swordsmanship.
After a day and a night, Chen Zong crossed this black mountain. Before his eyes was a river that surged endlessly. The waves rolled endlessly, as if it had existed since ancient times, never stopping, never drying up.
The river was thousands of meters wide. Looking left and right, it stretched endlessly, as if there was no end. Chen Zong couldn't help but frown.
Right now, he was just an ordinary person without cultivation. Without the appropriate tools, how could he cross the river?
Fortunately, Chen Zong didn't think too much. He quickly cut down some trees and made a simple raft. As if he was in the river, he jumped lightly and landed on the raft steadily.
However, the river was rapid. It was difficult for the raft to cross the river and reach the other side. However, Chen Zong was not in a hurry. The raft was quite sturdy. It wouldn't be damaged even if the current hit it. Moreover, Chen Zong didn't know where the other side was, so he just went with the flow.
Standing firmly in the center of the raft, Chen Zong's body rose and fell with the raft. The sound of the river was continuous, like a melodious piece of music.
Chen Zong stared at the river and vaguely felt something.
The water could be like a sword. Immediately, the iron sword was unsheathed and turned into a beam of sword light, stabbing forward. This sword was not as fast as lightning, nor as fierce as thunder, nor as sharp as the wind. It was just like a continuous stream of water.
This sword strike gave off the feeling of flowing water.
It was a very strange feeling. Chen Zong paused for a moment, and his eyes seemed to flicker with spiritual light.
In the next moment, Chen Zong suddenly noticed that it wasn't flowing water that seemed to be surging before him, and it was sword qi instead. Strands of sword qi that were like flowing water were ceaselessly moving forward. They were of varying thickness and strength, and they were filled with variables and contained boundless profundities.
Sword Principle!
This was a kind of sword principle!
Enlightening Sword Principle!
In an instant, Chen Zong had a deeper understanding of sword principle.
As far as Chen Zong knew, the realm of sword principle was divided into five realms.
The fourth realm was enlightening Sword Principle, and the fifth realm was Palm Sword Intent. The so-called Sword Intent was the Sword Principle Meaning.
Enlightening Sword Principle was an almost infinite realm. There was a great difference between it and Palm Sword Intent.
It was like a natural chasm!
Comprehending the fourth realm might not be able to comprehend the fifth realm.
What was sword principle?
The ultimate sword principle.
It existed between heaven and earth, in all things. It was a kind of law, a kind of mystery, a kind of truth.
In the past, Chen Zong had constantly comprehended it, but it was limited. But now, after losing his cultivation and power, it was purer, clearer, and more enlightened.
Chen Zong left Shanhai Village to break through the illusion, and then to find an opportunity to master the Half-step Sword Intent.
With a clear goal, there was a direction and motivation to move forward. The vigorous accumulation made Chen Zong more direct and immediate epiphany.
The sound of flowing water entered his ears. Not only did it not wake Chen Zong up, but it also made Chen Zong fall into a deeper level of enlightenment.
The iron sword in his hand swung out again and again. The sword was invisible, but the sword light was like the endless flowing water, never stopping.
The sword light and the flowing water seemed to be one, forming a resonance. In an instant, Chen Zong's consciousness trembled, and he woke up instantly. He felt as if he could connect with the flowing water.
With a thought, sure enough, the flowing water pushed the raft to the other side.
However, the power was not enough, and Chen Zong felt dizzy.
His mind was too weak!
However, Chen Zong felt excited.
It seemed that he had found a way to comprehend the Sword Intent.
What he had thought before was to put himself in a life and death crisis, so that he could burst out and stimulate the Sword Intent, and then comprehend the Half-step Sword Intent.
The Half-step Sword Intent was the prerequisite to master the Sword Intent.
As long as he mastered the Half-step Sword Intent, and continued to comprehend it, he could master the real Sword Intent, and his power would greatly increase.
But putting himself in a life and death crisis was also very dangerous. If he succeeded, he would be fine, but if he failed, he would die.
Chen Zong did not know if death in this world would really affect him.
Perhaps it was possible that he would die because of it, or he might be seriously injured, and so on.
If there were other ways to comprehend and master the Sword Intent, it would be better.
Now, it seemed that he had found it.
"The flowing water of the river can help me comprehend the Sword Principle. Maybe the mountains, the rocks, the trees, and the grass can also help me comprehend the Sword Principle," Chen Zong thought to himself, and his eyes shone brightly.
However, Chen Zong's head was dizzy, so he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he stood still and cleared his mind of distracting thoughts. He allowed the water to carry the wooden raft forward while he slowly recovered his spirit.
After an unknown period of time, Chen Zong opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He stared ahead, and the flowing water seemed to become a torrent of Sword Qi again.
Unknowingly, the raft approached the other side of the river under the impact of the flowing water. When it approached a certain distance and was about to hit the protruding rock on the other side of the river, Chen Zong suddenly exerted force in his legs, and the strong force made the raft sink slightly, creating layers of ripples. His body rushed up in an instant, like an arrow shot from a bow, and quickly and steadily landed on the huge rock.
With a bang, the raft crashed into the huge rock under the rapid current, and suddenly broke into pieces.
If that kind of impact fell on him, he would definitely be killed on the spot.
Chen Zong withdrew his gaze and stared ahead. It was a vast open field, and it seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.
Chen Zong jumped lightly, as light as a bird, and landed on the open field. He strode forward like a galloping horse, and his muscles moved rhythmically, with a kind of momentum and beauty that could gallop across the world.
This was a world with an unknown name, a strange world, and a world that Chen Zong was full of curiosity.
Here, he could stimulate the Half-Step Sword Intent, which also deepened his comprehension of the Sword Principle, and made Chen Zong look forward to it even more. It seemed to be full of amazing potential, like a treasure that was worth his efforts to discover.
Palm Sword Intent!
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