On the Illusory Sword Peak, a hundred thousand meters away from the Sword Palace was the Eagle Beak Cliff. Someone was practicing swordsmanship there.
When Chen Zong came to a certain distance away, he stopped again. He did not continue forward for fear of disturbing the person practicing swordsmanship. The person was wearing a sky-blue sword robe. His long hair was naturally scattered. With a sword in his hand, he seemed to be moving slowly, but there was a feeling of extreme speed. The sword light was indescribably hazy and illusory.
Layers of sky-blue halos pervaded the surroundings. It was difficult to distinguish what was real and what was illusory.
As he watched, Chen Zong suddenly came to his senses and looked away. If he continued to watch, his mind and will would be shaken, as if he was about to be pulled into some kind of illusion.
After a few breaths, Chen Zong turned his head again and saw the hazy and illusory sky-blue sword light pervading the surroundings. A kind of aura full of illusions also covered a large area.
Chen Zong felt that the aura of illusions in this swordsmanship was much stronger than the one on the seventh floor of the Thousand Illusions Building. Otherwise, he would have been able to resist it.
After watching for a while, Chen Zong had to look away again to get rid of the feeling of falling into an illusion. After a few breaths, he recovered and looked at it again.
His opponent's swordsmanship seemed to be very advanced. At least, it was better than his own. However, it was not so advanced that he could not understand it.
What really surprised Chen Zong was the aura, the aura of illusion.
Every sword move was filled with wisps of illusory aura. It was as if every sword move could create an illusion. It was a very strange feeling.
It seemed that this was no longer a simple swordsmanship. It seemed to have gone beyond the scope of swordsmanship and reached a higher level. It vaguely touched Chen Zong in an indescribable way.
For a moment, Chen Zong was itching to try it himself. He felt that only by trying it himself could he truly understand the mystery of it.
However, if he did not attack without permission, it would be a kind of disrespect. This was not Chen Zong's principle.
As if it had sensed Chen Zong's thoughts, all of a sudden, a ferocious azure sword light pierced through the air.
Since that was the case, Chen Zong let go of all his worries. He unsheathed his sword and counterattacked.
At the moment when the two swords collided, Chen Zong only felt a flash in front of his eyes. His opponent disappeared, and he seemed to have appeared in a green mountain with clear water. There was no enemy.
However, Chen Zong felt a sense of danger erupt out of nowhere. His Mind Power surged and the Heart Dao Tattoo also trembled at this moment, causing him to wake up. A sword glow had unknowingly passed by his sword and pierced towards him at an extremely close distance.
Chen Zong was horrified. He quickly realized what had happened and retreated quickly. At the same time, he swung his sword again.
The moment the sword light touched, Chen Zong felt that the sword in front of him disappeared and he appeared in a place of burning lava. The aura was extremely hot, as if it was going to burn him into ashes.
An illusion!
It was all an illusion!
Every time the sword touched, an illusion would appear. By the time Chen Zong saw through the illusion, his opponent's sword had already reached him.
In fact, Chen Zong had a feeling that his opponent didn't have any killing intent. If not, the first sword strike would have been sufficient to kill him. It was as though his opponent wanted him to observe a sword art that was even more profound and unfathomable. It was a type of enlightenment and guidance.
One strike after another, each strike would bring Chen Zong into an illusion, but Chen Zong would also get out of the illusion in an instant.
However, it was only a fleeting illusion, but it was enough to kill Chen Zong.
Swordsmanship!
Chen Zong displayed his superb swordsmanship and displayed everything he had learned. He found that as long as his sword did not collide with his opponent's sword, he would not be affected by the illusion.
However, it was difficult because his opponent's swordsmanship was also superb, even better than his own.
Excited at the sight of a hunter!
Even when he was at a disadvantage, Chen Zong was very tenacious and tough. He did not feel like he was going to be defeated. Again and again, he broke out from the disadvantage and fell into the disadvantage again and again, forming a cycle.
If he was not strong-willed enough, facing such failure, he would probably feel frustrated and disheartened, and eventually give up. However, Chen Zong would not. He forced himself to endure the fatigue and powerlessness, and displayed his swordsmanship again and again, honing and improving himself through swordsmanship.
Pressure was his motivation to improve.
Tenacity!
Chen Zong was grateful for his father Chen Zhengfan's teaching when he was young: constantly strive for self-improvement!
At that time, he was born with weak Qi and blood, so it was difficult for him to cultivate. However, he was unwilling to give up. His father kept encouraging him to maintain the belief of constantly striving for self-improvement. It was deeply rooted in his heart, body, and soul.
Because of this, in the following years, Chen Zong kept moving forward. He encountered setbacks and difficulties again and again, but he did not feel discouraged or give up. Instead, he followed his father's teaching when he was young, constantly striving for self-improvement, overcoming difficulties, and sharpening himself to become more and more tenacious.
The illusion disappeared as if it had been shattered. When Chen Zong came to himself, his opponent's sword had been sheathed without him noticing.
Slightly stunned, Chen Zong subconsciously sheathed his sword. In front of him, a man in a sky-blue robe was looking at him with a smile.
He looked like a young man, but also like a middle-aged man. There seemed to be a faint green light in his eyes, which was somewhat illusory, as if it was reflected in the water. It also seemed that everything in front of him, including Chen Zong's figure, was reflected in his eyes.
It was a very wonderful feeling.
"Junior Chen Zong greets senior." Chen Zong immediately saluted with his sword.
"You … are very good." The other party opened his mouth. His voice was like a cool breeze, with an indescribable illusory feeling, which would affect people with weak Divine Intent.
However, Chen Zong's Divine Intent was very strong, and had reached the second realm, so he was not affected.
"But I wonder why senior has summoned me?" Chen Zong asked. He was completely sure that the other party wanted to see him.
"My name is Mo Wuyi." The other party did not say why Chen Zong was summoned. Instead, he said his name first.
"Mo Wuyi!" Chen Zong was shocked, but immediately, he understood.
Back then, when he was in the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion of the Taoist Alliance, he received a book called "Mo Wuyi's Sword Practice Experience". He was inspired by it, and successfully separated the Heart Sword Doctrine into the complete Heart Sword Doctrine and Sword Doctrine, which allowed him to embark on the path of cultivation in the universe.
Before the start of the Disciple Assembly, Chen Zong heard that ten thousand years ago, there was a human who was ranked thirteenth. That person was called Mo Wuyi.
When Chen Zong's cultivation reached the God Phase Realm, he heard about the Heavenly General Ranking. He also knew that there was a human in the Taoist Alliance who was ranked fourth on the Heavenly General Ranking, which was also Mo Wuyi.
Mo Wuyi was his name, and he also had another title, Illusory Sword King.
In the universe, the fifth level could be called a king.
Without a doubt, Mo Wuyi left a very deep impression in Chen Zong's heart.
Chen Zong remembered very clearly that in the book "Mo Wuyi's Sword Doctrine.
Mo Wuyi once said that his Illusory Sword Doctrine was divided into the complete Illusory Sword Doctrine and the complete Sword Doctrine.
Then, what the other party used just now should be a sword technique that was integrated with the Illusory Sword Doctrine.
"The leader of the Primitive Emperor Alliance mentioned you to me not long ago, and I also paid attention to your situation." Mo Wuyi said slowly, "Compared to me in the past, you are even more outstanding."
As he said that, Mo Wuyi turned around and walked towards the protruding eagle beak. He faced the sea of clouds with his hands behind his back, and an unfathomable aura spread out. That aura spread out in all directions, enveloping an area. Suddenly, it was filled with illusory colors.
"Your sword technique is the best among your peers." Mo Wuyi said again, "However, your sword technique has reached a bottleneck, right?"
"Yes, please give me some pointers." Chen Zong's eyes lit up slightly as he replied immediately.
He felt that the sword technique that the other party used was obviously better than his, but not by a lot. It was still on the same level, but more efficient.
However, the power that the other party's sword technique contained was mysterious and unfathomable, and it was not something that he could possess.
It was very shocking!
Mo Wuyi was a fifth level expert, an expert that could be called a king. On the path of the sword, he was already ahead of Chen Zong. If Chen Zong could get some pointers from him, it would only be beneficial.
"Your sword technique has already reached the peak of the basics. Although it can still be improved, it is still within the scope of the basic sword technique, and not a qualitative change." Mo Wuyi's back was facing Chen Zong, and he faced the sea of clouds. He said slowly, "Above the basic sword technique is called the Great Path Sword Technique."
"Great Path Sword Technique." Chen Zong repeated.
It sounded much more advanced than the basic sword technique, and it also seemed to contain an indescribable power.
"The so-called Great Path Sword Technique is the true art of the sword. It is a technique that combines other Great Paths with the sword," Mo Wuyi said, and it sounded a little mysterious.
"Combine!" Chen Zong caught the word.
"That's right. The foundation of the Great Path Sword Technique is the sword technique that combines the power of the Great Path." Mo Wuyi's tone was full of certainty.
Chen Zong could not help but become excited.
The combination of the power of the Great Path was not superposition.
Superposition was the superposition of the power. It was like one plus one equals two. Fusion, on the other hand, was a change that exceeded one plus one equals two.
After fusion, the power would generally become stronger and more shocking.
On the other hand, the Great Path Sword Technique was the application of the combination of the power of the Great Path. Chen Zong's understanding was basically in line with the truth.
Then the question was, how could he break through the basic sword technique and reach the level of the Great Path Sword Technique?
This was the key. Chen Zong hoped that Mo Wuyi could give him some pointers.
Mo Wuyi did not say anything. He only turned his head in an instant. His eyes were filled with an illusory green color, as if the green clouds in the sky were floating. They were filled with an incomparably mysterious aura.
In an instant, his gaze focused and rushed directly into Chen Zong's eyes. In an instant, Chen Zong's body trembled. He only felt that everything in front of him had disappeared. There was only a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, as if there was a thick fog.
And he was falling continuously. It was as if he was falling continuously from a high altitude. The vast expanse of white fog in front of him was also surging upwards with his falling body.
This feeling was like going against the flow. For a moment, Chen Zong could not tell whether he was falling or rushing upwards.
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