"Alright then, I owe the Holy Temple a debt of gratitude. I must repay them."
Lin Muyu put down the weapons in her arms and said, "These are all spirit grade weapons. How much should they be worth on the market?"
Ge Yang's gaze swept across the distance and said, "Instructor Liu, you used to be a supervisor in the Imperial Weapons Department. Why don't you appraise the grade of these weapons?"
Instructor Liu was a bearded man. He stepped forward and picked up a sword. With a "clang" sound, he unsheathed the sword and flicked his finger on the blade. His eyes shone brightly as he said with a smile, "Good sword … This is a seventh-stage Spirit Grade dark iron sword. Its market price is about 700-1200 Jin Yin Coins. It's a treasure that many noble childes are eager to get."
Lin Muyu turned to Lei Hong and smiled, "Then sell them to the Holy Temple at half price. These swords will be sold for 500 Jin Yin dollars each. Grandpa Lei Hong, what do you think?"
Lei Hong nodded happily, "Yes, Deacon Ge Yang, allocate 2500 Jin Yin dollars from the Holy Temple to Lin Zhi! Remember to place these swords on the top floor of the Weapons Pavilion. Only Silver Star and Gold Star Instructors can use these weapons. "
Ge Yang cupped his fists, "Yes, Great Deacon!"
… …
Lin Muyu left the Holy Temple after receiving the money. She bought a new scabbard and went straight to the Wan Sheng Weapon Shop. Her heart was filled with joy. She had fulfilled her promise with the Sword Elder and reforged the Burning Prairie Sword into a fifth grade Mysterious grade demigod weapon. Now the Sword Elder should be teaching her superior sword techniques as promised, right?
Early in the morning, the Wan Sheng Weapon Shop had just opened for business. When Lin Mu Yu stepped into the shop, she saw the sword elder standing on top of a branch in the distance. He was wearing a white robe and had the demeanor of an immortal. His feet were stepping on the tender leaves of a branch, and a long sword was slowly flying around his body. He was absorbing the spiritual energy in the morning light, and his breathing had the demeanor of a grandmaster.
Only the heavens knew who this Sword Elder was, but at least Lin Muyu was almost certain that this Sword Elder's cultivation was definitely not below Lei Hong or Qu Chu's. Perhaps in the entire empire, he was also one of the strongest. It was just that he lived in seclusion and no one cared about him.
Lin Muyu did not rush forward to interrupt. Instead, she held the Burning Prairie Sword and silently stood on the stone path, watching the Sword Elder cultivate.
After more than an hour, the sun was already high up in the sky. The spiritual energy in the morning light had also gradually dissipated. The sword elder finally slowly opened his eyes and looked at the youngster who was not far away. He smiled and said, "Young hero, have you fulfilled your promise?"
"Yes."
Lin Muyu leaped forward with the Prairie Fire Sword in her hand. She knelt down on one knee and presented the treasured sword, saying, "Shifu, please accept it."
"Oh?"
The Sword Elder could not help but smile. He reached out to hold the Burning Prairie Sword and pulled it out with a "keng" sound. Suddenly, he felt the flame on the blade surging and the faint sound of a Fire Flood Dragon could be heard. Moreover, the sword's arc was simple and beautiful. It had the charm of a master's work. His finger lightly swung the blade and felt the sharp force. He could not help but smile and said, "Fifth Level Mysterious Rank. It really is a good sword. Did you use a 9000 year old Fire Flood Dragon Beast Spirit?"
Lin Muyu was stunned, "Shifu, you even know this?"
The Sword Elder laughed, "If I could not even know this, how could I be your Shifu?"
"Ha, that's true …"
"Get up, I will accept you as my disciple."
"Thank you, Shifu!"
Lin Muyu stood up, her face filled with endless joy.
… …
The Sword Elder looked at this new disciple and muttered, "The way of the sword is vast and boundless. If you want to learn the true Imperial Sword Technique, you must cultivate a Sword Heart. Without a Sword Heart, you will not be able to communicate with the sword. Do you understand?"
Lin Muyu was confused, "I don't really understand …"
The Sword Elder smiled, "It's no wonder. Your previous attainments in swordsmanship were not even superficial. To put it bluntly, the average Imperial Sword Technique in Jianghu uses Qi to control the sword. Using Qi to control the sword's flight, but our sect's practice is to use the heart to control the sword. To put it simply, it is to communicate with the Sword Spirit within the blade, and become one with the sword. Therefore, even if the blade leaves your hand, it will change according to your will."
"Is there a difference between using Qi to control the sword and using the heart to control the sword?" Lin Muyu asked with an awkward smile.
The Sword Elder could not help but laugh. He did not answer, but instead asked, "When facing a battle, is your mind faster or your Qi faster?"
Lin Muyu instantly understood, "I understand, Shifu. Using the heart to control the sword is the best in the Imperial Sword Technique!"
The Sword Elder lightly stroked his white beard. His expression carried a trace of arrogance as he said, "That's right. When you master using the heart to control the sword, you will find that using Qi to control the sword is extremely clumsy."
"En, thank you Shifu. When do we start?"
"Haven't we already started?"
"Aha, forgive this disciple for being slow-witted …"
"That's right." The Sword Elder suddenly interrupted.
"What's wrong Shifu?"
The Sword Elder coughed and smiled, "You can follow me to learn the Imperial Sword Technique, but you won't be learning it for free. Before you learn it, you need to buy a Mysterious grade sword and two Spirit grade swords for my Wan Sheng Weapon Shop. Is that okay?"
Lin Muyu immediately cupped his hands and said, "Of course!"
"En, then let's start. The first step, you must first understand the heart of the sword. The sword was originally just an ordinary iron, but because of the sword's owner, it has a spirit. The sword follows your heart. There is no sword in your hand, but there is a sword in your heart …"
The Sword Elder talked about the Heart Sutra of the Sword Dao and let Lin Muyu memorize it first. Then, he taught her a set of True Qi. After a series of teachings, he flicked his sleeves and said, "I'm going to meditate in the inner room. You will cultivate in this courtyard. Within three days, you must comprehend the heart of the sword. Otherwise, you won't be qualified to continue learning the heart of the sword."
Lin Muyu nodded, not really understanding. She turned around and sat on the stone steps in the courtyard. Then, she quietly entered into the comprehension of the Heart Sutra of the Sword Dao.
…
The Sword Elder turned around and flew into the inner room. He sat there quietly. The housekeeper beside him was already more than 60 years old. He was holding an incense tripod and whispered, "Sword Elder, isn't it too difficult for this child to comprehend the heart of the sword in three days? You should know that even with your perception, it took you five days and five nights to comprehend the heart of the sword! "
The Sword Elder faintly smiled, "Everything is fate. I am used to living like a wild crane. I don't want to accept disciples. This child has some perception. Whether or not he can learn the heart of the sword depends on his fate. You only need to send him three meals."
"Yes."
…
He sat there for two days. During these two days, Lin Muyu only ate three meals. However, he didn't feel very hungry.
The Sword Elder said, "The sword is an ordinary iron. It is because of the sword wielder that it has a spirit." This sentence alone made Lin Muyu ponder for a full two days and two nights. What did it mean to have a sword in one's heart?
The Burning Prairie Sword was spread out on both of his legs. He quietly comprehended the sword intent. The late autumn night was cold. Waves of cold wind brushed past his face. He closed his eyes and didn't say anything. His whole body slowly rose up with blue Zhen Qi. It transformed into the shape of a sword and then seeped into his body. This made the housekeeper dumbfounded.
Gradually, although Lin Muyu's eyes were closed, he could see the chaotic void in his Yi Sea slowly condense into a fiery red long sword. It was the virtual image of the Burning Prairie Sword!
"What?" He was dumbfounded. Why was the Burning Prairie Sword able to enter his Yi Sea? Was this what the Sword Elder meant by having a sword in one's heart?
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
The Burning Prairie Sword on his legs let out a low whistling sound. Lin Muyu suddenly stood up. When he once again held the Burning Prairie Sword, he suddenly felt a spiritual connection coming from the sword hilt.
"Creak …"
The door to the back of the room opened. The Sword Elder stepped out with a smile of approval on his face. "Lin Muyu, you really didn't let me down. You actually comprehended the heart of the sword in two days and two nights!"
Lin Muyu was slightly stunned. "I comprehended the heart of the sword? Master … how do you know my real name? "
"I don't even know who you are. How could I dare to accept you as a disciple?"
The Sword Elder laughed. "The next practice is to communicate with the spirit. Send your consciousness into the sword and communicate with the spirit of the sword. However, you must be careful. This practice process will have some dangers. If you are not careful, your consciousness may be swallowed by the spirit of the sword. After all, the spirit of the sword is a ferocious spirit beast. To truly tame it is not that easy."
"Yes, I know."
…
The Sword Elder turned around and went back to his room. Lin Muyu held the Burning Prairie Sword and sat down again. She closed her eyes and slowly extended her consciousness into the Burning Prairie Sword.
The inside of the sword was like another chaotic world. It was empty and dark. Lin Muyu's consciousness turned into a physical form. She looked at the surrounding darkness with amazement and slowly flew.
"Roar …"
Suddenly, a fiery red evil beast appeared in front of her. It flew and circled in the air. It opened its bloody mouth and attacked fiercely. It was the spirit beast inside the sword — — Fire Flood Dragon!
"Ah?!"
Lin Muyu hurriedly opened her arms and used her arms to force open the jaws of the fiery wyrm. However, the strength of the fiery wyrm was too strong and it continued to bite down fiercely. "Puchi!" Lin Muyu's right arm was bitten off amidst the intense pain. The fiery wyrm chewed on this delicious meal with all its might and swallowed it whole. It roared continuously and opened its claws for another attack!
"Puchi!"
Lin Muyu's consciousness body was broken in the blink of an eye. Her body turned into starlight and slowly dissipated. The Fire Flood Dragon roared again and again. It opened its mouth and bit off his other arm.
"Beast!"
Lin Muyu roared. An indescribable anger gushed out from the bottom of her heart. In the next moment, a golden light bloomed in the darkness. A golden True Dragon covered in flames emerged from his body. The long dragon's body circled around Lin Muyu. The dragon's head looked at the Fire Flood Dragon. It suddenly opened its mouth and let out a dragon roar. "Puchi!" It bit the head of the Fire Flood Dragon and began to tear it apart!
"Pa!"
The huge dragon's claws crossed and firmly grasped the neck of the Fire Flood Dragon. The dragon opened its mouth and flames expanded. It looked like it was about to swallow the Fire Flood Dragon.
"Ao ao …"
The Fire Flood Dragon unexpectedly let out a cry. It lowered its proud head and whimpered as if it was crying.
It was actually begging for mercy!?
In front of a True Dragon, how could a mere Fire Flood Dragon be so rampant?
Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh. Her strength slowly dispersed and the image of the True Dragon that lingered around her slowly disappeared. As for the Fire Flood Dragon, it crawled at Lin Muyu's feet, as if it had pledged its loyalty.
…
"Humph, that's more like it …"
He chuckled and slowly withdrew his consciousness. He opened his eyes and looked down. He could feel a burst of joy coming from the Burning Prairie Sword. Sure enough, the Sword Heart could communicate with the Sword Soul. So it really was this amazing!
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