Falling!
Rushing up!
Chen Zong couldn't tell which one it was, but all of them made his hair stand on end. Gradually, Chen Zong was sure that he was falling.
Because the fog was gradually dispersing, and he could see below.
It seemed to be a silver light. The brilliant silver light spots were like twinkling stars, and they emitted a sharp aura.
Immediately, Chen Zong's expression changed.
When Chen Zong took a closer look, he realized that there were no stars below. Instead, there were countless swords pointing up into the sky. Every sword light was astonishingly sharp, as if it could pierce through everything. Chen Zong couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end. He felt as if his body was about to be pierced through, as if there were ten thousand swords piercing through his heart.
Stop!
No matter what, he had to stop.
Otherwise, if he fell, he would definitely not be able to withstand it. He would be pierced through and die immediately.
At this moment, Chen Zong had forgotten everything else. He only thought that this was real.
However, Chen Zong was still falling. He couldn't stop at all. His strength had disappeared without him noticing.
Falling!
Falling continuously!
The sharpness was getting more and more intense. The sharp swords seemed to be shooting up to the sky and killing him.
His hair stood on end!
However, it also made Chen Zong's spirit and will highly concentrated. His pupils contracted to the size of needles.
There was great terror between life and death, and great opportunity under great terror.
However, whether or not one could seize the great opportunity depended on oneself.
Concentrate!
High-intensity concentration of spirit, qi, and spirit!
High-intensity concentration of spirit and will!
Everything was concentrated. Between life and death, Chen Zong could only do this. He tried his best to fight for a chance of survival.
Since he couldn't stop, then he would burst out all his strength and condense all his strength into one.
Chop!
Chop off the swords below. As long as he could chop them off, he wouldn't be pierced when he fell.
Opportunity!
Certainty!
Chen Zong's pupils became more and more focused. Finally, they focused on a single point, and so did all of his strength.
In that instant, Chen Zong forgot that he had lost his power, and also forgot that he had nothing in his hands. This was because all of his thoughts were completely focused on him.
He made a grabbing motion with his right hand before abruptly waving it through the air.
A buzzing sound instantly sounded and a faintly discernible cold light gathered in an instant. It was as if an illusory figure had condensed into a sword shadow. There seemed to be a faint silver light spreading over the sword shadow.
The sword swung out, carrying all the power, instantly slashing out and chopping down.
Chen Zong's body dropped down as well, as if he had been pierced. However, he had not been pierced, because in that instant, he had slashed out with his sword. That slash had severed the blade of the sword below him.
After that, the boundless white mist surged like a tide and swept over, swallowing everything including Chen Zong's figure.
In the next moment, Chen Zong woke up. The white fog and the blade of the sword had all disappeared. It was like a dream.
Of course, Chen Zong knew very well that it was just an illusion. It was just that it was too real. During that time, Chen Zong thought that it was real.
"Have you found the feeling?" Mo Wuyi asked with a smile.
Chen Zong's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly remembered the last slash in the illusion. That feeling was very strange and mysterious, but it also had an indescribable power.
"I found it." Chen Zong immediately answered.
"Remember that feeling. That is the prerequisite for you to master the Great Way of the Sword." Mo Wuyi smiled and said, "Alright, if there is nothing else, you can leave first."
"Thank you for your advice." Chen Zong immediately bowed to Mo Wuyi with his sword.
It turned out that Mo Wuyi's purpose of summoning him was to give him pointers on the Great Way of the Sword. To Chen Zong, this was a good opportunity.
That feeling!
After bidding farewell to Mo Wuyi, Chen Zong walked down the Illusory Sword Peak. Along the old and mottled bluestone steps, he walked down the mountain step by step, reminiscing about that feeling.
However, that feeling was very subtle. For a moment, there was only a lingering feeling. Chen Zong could not directly grasp it and grasp it.
Looking at Chen Zong's back, Mo Wuyi's expression was indifferent. His eyes were very calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.
…
Chen Zong's cave mansion was in the Sixth Layer of Heaven, so he couldn't stay in the Seventh Layer of Heaven for long. After leaving the Illusory Sword Peak, Chen Zong quickly passed through the portal and returned to the Sixth Layer of Heaven. Along the way, Chen Zong was running the One Heart Sutra, constantly comprehending. He followed the lingering rhythm to feel the feeling of the sword in the illusion.
That feeling was indescribable.
Touch!
The touch under the great pressure of life and death allowed one's potential to erupt. At that moment, he forgot everything and dug out the deepest layer of his strength. He condensed it into a line and released it in an instant.
After returning to the Heart Sword Peak, Chen Zong tried his best to comprehend it. However, although the touch was there, it was very difficult to truly grasp it. Even when Chen Zong activated the Ten Intents of Mind, it was the same. The effect was not good.
"Great Way of the Sword!" Chen Zong whispered to himself. His eyes were full of passion.
The basic level of the Sword Technique was the basic Sword Technique. All along, Chen Zong's Sword Technique had been improving from the low level to the high level. However, there was no qualitative change. It was only an improvement in the basic Sword Technique.
Only now did he know that above the basic Sword Technique was the Great Way of the Sword.
There was a qualitative difference between the Great Way of the Sword and the basic Sword Technique. However, the basic Sword Technique was the prerequisite to mastering the Great Way of the Sword. Without cultivating the basic Sword Technique to a certain level, it was impossible to comprehend the Great Way of the Sword.
However, even if one cultivated the basic Sword Technique to the extreme, one might not be able to master the Great Way of the Sword.
The gap between levels and realms was not so easy to cross.
Chen Zong did not know how long it took Mo Wuyi to cross the threshold from the basic Sword Technique to the level of the Great Way of the Sword. He did not want to investigate because whether Mo Wuyi was fast or slow had nothing to do with him. It would not help him to master the Great Way of the Sword.
After a few tries, although he still remembered the feeling, he still could not enter it.
Could it be that I have to face life and death again? Chen Zong could not help but think.
Facing life and death could further stimulate one's potential. It was possible to find that feeling again. As long as one found that feeling more and more times, it would become clearer and clearer. In the end, one would be able to truly master it.
However, that method was very dangerous. If one was not careful, one would die.
Fortunately, I have a treasure. Chen Zong took out the small sword. The patterns on it had completely recovered.
His consciousness entered the sword once again. He entered the battlefield again and faced thousands of sword-wielding figures.
Fight!
Kill!
Chen Zong continued to sharpen his Sword Technique until the external pressure was enough. Then, he tried to stimulate that feeling. However, it was very difficult.
Wave after wave, he kept killing. When Chen Zong killed the 999th sword-wielding figure, he could not break through the shackles. He was killed by the other sword-wielding figures.
I can't find that feeling. Chen Zong's consciousness returned and he started to ponder.
Just now, he was indeed facing a life and death crisis. However, he could not concentrate all his strength like before and unleash it in an instant.
This was because when he was facing a life and death crisis, he still had the energy to think and think of other things.
In a moment, Chen Zong understood a lot. He realized one thing, which was the Heart Sutra.
All along, the Heart Sutra had been a great help to him. Without the Heart Sutra, he would not have been able to reach where he was now.
However, now, Chen Zong felt that the Heart Sutra seemed to be an obstacle for him to break through the shackles and find that feeling to master the Great Way of Swordsmanship.
Because of the Heart Sutra's multitasking, it made his thinking more comprehensive and sharper. At the same time, it also meant that he had more "distracting thoughts".
Usually, these "distracting thoughts" were not really distracting thoughts and would not have any effect. However, when he wanted to find that feeling, they would become real distracting thoughts.
Chen Zong kept thinking about the feeling when he entered the illusion at Mo Wuyi's place. At that time, he had unknowingly forgotten about everything else. He did not even realize that he had lost his strength and his sword had disappeared. What was more shocking was that he did not even know what was going on.
Only now that he thought about it, he could feel that strange and natural state at that time.
In that state, everything about him seemed to have become blank, like a piece of white paper. Under the pressure of a life and death crisis, under that kind of great terror, he unleashed all his potential and displayed that kind of swordsmanship.
Of course, that was not the real Great Way of Swordsmanship. It was only half a step away from the basic swordsmanship and half a step into the Great Way of Swordsmanship.
"Could it be that I have to face real life and death?" Chen Zong could not help but think.
Chen Zong subconsciously knew that life and death in the sword would not be real life and death. Similarly, life and death in the Death Arena and the Battle Tower would not be real life and death.
Although he would die if he was killed, that kind of death was a kind of death that could be revived. It was not a real death. Real death was when one's body died and there was no way to recover.
In the illusion created by Mo Wuyi, he kept falling. At that moment, he thought that he would really die.
It was because of this that he was able to unleash all his potential.
Since that was the case, Chen Zong quickly made the decision to go out and gain experience.
This time, his main goal was to gain insight into the Great Way of Swordsmanship. However, before he went out to gain experience, he could also see if there were any suitable missions. He could kill two birds with one stone by combining the missions and training.
Although there were no more mandatory missions after being listed on the Heavenly General Roll, completing missions would still give him rewards. Some of the rewards were so generous that even those who were listed on the Heavenly General Roll would be moved.
After looking around, Chen Zong finally found a mission that was more suitable. It was an escort mission. The final reward was to enter Mount Wu Wang to temper his Divine Will for a month.
Although a month of tempering in Mount Wu Wang's Divine Will might not be very effective and might not even have any obvious improvement, many little drops made an ocean.
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