The third student of the imperial advisor, Mu Chunyang, had a completely different personality from Nan Zhai. His shoulder-length hair made him look clean and tidy.
He was cultivating with his eyes closed when Ye Futian arrived. Ye Futian did not disturb him, but stood there quietly and waited.
Mu Chunyang was an Unblemished Saint of the third level of Saint Plane. Apart from a few Holiness of Nirvana, he was almost a top-notch figure in the dynasty.
Even Nan Zhai's plane was lower than his.
After a while, Mu Chunyang opened his eyes and looked at Ye Futian, saying, "Brother."
"Brother, I just came from Second Brother's place and asked him for some guidance on the Divine Path. I came here to feel the will," Ye Futian said. This was what Yan Yuan had told him before. Since Yan Yuan said so, he must have had his reasons.
He could tell that Yan Yuan, the eldest student of the imperial advisor, had great authority aside from the imperial advisor.
"Yes." Mu Chunyang nodded. "Your Second Brother is more easy-going. In fact, he is good enough to teach you and let you feel the will."
"Is Second Brother really just a Saint of True Self?" Ye Futian asked.
Nan Zhai gave him the feeling that he was free and at ease. His temperament must be excellent. The state of mind was very important in the cultivation of Saint Plane. Nan Zhai's upper limit should be very high. Was he limited by his lack of talent? His own plane could not be improved.
"He is indeed a Saint of True Self. The master said that while Second Brother's cultivation is slow and his talent is lacking, his temperament is the best. If there is anyone among us who can comprehend the Great Path in one day, it would be Second Brother. Maybe one day he will break through faster than anyone else. Even I often ask Second Brother for guidance," Mu Chunyang said. Mu Chunyang said. While his level was higher than Nan Zhai's, it was obvious that he still respected his second brother.
"Is that so?" Ye Futian did not really understand. At least, his current vision was not that far.
He came to Dali Imperial City not only for revenge but also for training. Even if he could not kill Li Yao on this trip, he would still benefit a lot.
However, in this short time together, he did not hate the imperial advisor much.
The imperial advisor he saw in Emperor Xia's Realm was different from the one he saw now. It was not because the imperial advisor had changed, but because his position had changed because of his changed identity.
"If Junior Brother wants to feel the Dao Will, are you ready?" Mu Chunyang asked.
Ye Futian's expression became serious and nodded. "Yes."
Mu Chunyang's expression suddenly changed and became extremely sharp. In the next moment, Ye Futian suddenly felt the wind and clouds change. The entire world seemed to be different. Endless broadsword will enveloped the space and he seemed to be in a realm of broadswords.
Ye Futian's robe billowed in the wind and he felt like he was about to suffocate. The Broadsword Will fell and he had a feeling that there was an infinite number of sharp swords coming at him from the heavens, slicing through the air in front of him.
Ye Futian's breathing stopped. He was unable to breathe. The Broadsword Will grew stronger and stronger. His world had completely turned into a world of broadswords. Formless broadswords bloomed in front of him, slashing out continuously. The boundless Broadsword Realm and the heavenly might descended. At that moment, Ye Futian felt so insignificant, like a drop in the ocean.
However, Mu Chunyang did not move at all. He just sat there quietly.
At that moment, he raised his hand and extended it forward. In that instant, Ye Futian could clearly feel that the boundless sword will of the Knife Realm was grasped by him in that very instant. That casual hand of his was able to control the most powerful power in the world.
"After becoming a Saint, the heavenly heart is one. The Way is natural. Man is the Way. He can rule the heavens and the earth." Mu Chunyang's voice was heard and he flicked his finger lightly. Suddenly, endless blade will swept past Ye Futian like a destructive storm. However, in an instant, it disappeared like smoke in the air, as if nothing had ever existed.
"Phew …" Ye Futian let out a long breath. He felt refreshed. He had been in heaven for a moment and then in hell for a moment.
The Saint Plane was transcendence. The heart was originally a space of an inch, but it turned into the heart of heaven, controlling the Way of heaven and earth.
"Thank you, brother," Ye Futian said. Mu Chunyang's Mu Chunyang's Blade Will gave him a very strong feeling.
"Yes." Mu Chunyang nodded. "But becoming a Sage to Saint is something that happens naturally. It is not something that can be achieved in a day, and it is not something that can be achieved through hard work. Brother, you should pay more attention to your own perception. Once you are half a step into the Saint Plane, pure cultivation is meaningless."
Ye Futian nodded. Cultivation was like this. You felt it, you saw it, you even understood it, but you could not reach it.
The Plane was so wonderful.
Otherwise, there would not have been so many people who were blocked by the Saint Plane, unable to cross this hurdle for their entire lives.
Ye Futian was able to directly comprehend so many wills of the Way. This already proved that his talent in cultivation was extremely high. It should be known that he had not encountered too many obstacles, while countless people in the Nine States had been blocked by this hurdle.
"Brother, I will take my leave now. I will come again when I have the chance," Ye Futian said.
"Very well, come anytime." Mu Chunyang nodded, and Ye Futian left.
Now that he had become the disciple of the Imperial Advisor of Dali, he would let nature take its course, quietly cultivate, and take steps towards the Saint Plane. As for killing Li Yao, it would depend on the opportunity. It was not something that he could kill whenever he wanted.
As long as he cultivated under the Imperial Advisor, he would eventually come across an opportunity.
At this time, Li Yao came to Dali Academy.
When Ye Futian returned to the library of Dali Academy, he met Li Yao.
"Seventh Swordsman," Li Yao called.
"Your Highness is looking for me?" Ye Futian walked up and asked. In the face of his enemy, his tone was extremely calm, and there was no trace of emotion.
"Yes." Li Yao smiled and nodded. "Do you remember the Sword of Kasyapa?"
"Of course," Ye Futian said. Seven Sins and Di Hao had both used the Sword of Kasyapa, and they were very strong.
"King Tiandao's House has sent the sword technique to the palace. I specially copied it and sent it to Dali Academy, preparing to put it on the highest level of the library. You are good at the Way of Space, and you can cultivate the Sword of Kasyapa. It will make your swordsmanship more complete and powerful," Li Yao said with a smile.
In Dali Dynasty, Emperor Li ruled everything, and King Tiandao was Emperor Li's elder brother. King Tiandao's House had obtained the lost Sword of Kasyapa, and Di Hao and Seven Sins had used it in public, so King Tiandao naturally sent a copy to Emperor Li's Palace.
However, Li Yao had brought him to Dali Academy in the blink of an eye. If King Tiandao knew, how would he feel?
However, he should also be able to guess that it was because Dali Academy enjoyed too much of the dynasty's cultivation resources that the people of Daoli Mountain were so unhappy.
As for Li Yao, he was a registered disciple of the Imperial Advisor. In the Battle of Empty Realm, Yuan Jin had also died for him. Under such circumstances, it was natural for him to be close to the Imperial Advisor's faction.
Before, he had a good relationship with Yuan Jin. Now that Ye Futian had entered the school and was of the same generation as him, it was natural for him to be on good terms with Ye Futian and become friends with him.
"Your Highness, thank you for your trouble," Ye Futian said.
"Let's go. We won't go to the library first. Let's go to the sparring field. I'll let you have a look at the Sword of Kasyapa first." Li Yao took Ye Futian's arm and pulled him forward. They seemed to be very close friends, and he did not care at all that he was a prince.
Ye Futian glanced at his arm and then followed Li Yao. If it were not for what Li Yao had done, and if it were not for the fact that he was the Seventh Swordsman, perhaps he would have become friends with him.
However, some things were destined. He and Li Yao were true enemies, and only one of them could live.
Li Yao's desire to kill him was not much weaker than his desire to kill Li Yao.
In the sparring field, Ye Futian sat cross-legged, surrounded by sword will.
The Sword of Kasyapa was all about controlling the sword will with his will, condensing the sword into a tangible form, and integrating the will of the great path into it so that one's will could control it perfectly.
Ye Futian had the perfect conditions to train in the Sword of Kasyapa, and he was a swordsman himself. It did not take long for the sword will around him to gather together in a frenzy after comprehending the sword formula, turning into a dazzling sword in the shape of a leaf. It rang and pulsed with powerful will of the great path of space.
"Go." Ye Futian stretched out his hand and willed the Sword of Kasyapa to fly through the air. His entire will followed the Sword of Kasyapa, and he had a firm control over its movements.
"Impressive." Li Yao marveled and praised. The Sword of Kasyapa that flew through the air circled around his body, making a sharp, ear-piercing sound.
At that moment, a cold light flashed, and the air was torn apart. A sword pierced through the air.
At that moment, Li Yao felt his whole body turn stiff and cold.
Voom.
The sword stopped and appeared in front of Li Yao, only a hair's breadth away from his throat. It seemed that with just a thought from Ye Futian, the Sword of Kasyapa would have pierced through his throat.
Li Yao's expression froze. In that instant, his heart trembled violently. When he saw the Sword of Kasyapa fly back around his body and fly up into the air, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that his willpower was terrible. Could the Seventh Swordsman's sword really kill him?
"Your Highness, I was just trying to see how precise my control of the Sword of Kasyapa was. Please don't blame me, "Ye Futian said. His voice was not apologetic at all, just like the Seventh Swordsman's arrogant personality. In that instant, he really wanted to pierce the sword into Li Yao's throat to get revenge.
But he held back.
He shaped the Seventh Swordsman's arrogance in preparation for Li Yao, but he did not expect that Li Yao would deliberately try to get close to him, which was a little different from what he had expected. But it did not matter.
If he were to kill Li Yao now, he would have easily succeeded, but he would have died a terrible death.
That was obviously not what he had in mind.
"It doesn't matter." Li Yao smiled carelessly and said, "That sword was really fast. As expected of the Sword of Kasyapa. If it had been on the battlefield, it would have been a nobleman's sword. Moreover, that was only the first sword that was formed."
"Your Highness, the Sword of Kasyapa requires great control, and that was only one sword. If there were more, it would not be easy to control, and I'm afraid that it would not be able to be so precise," Ye Futian replied.
"I believe that with your talent, you will be able to do it," Li Yao praised him.
Ye Futian trained for a while longer. The Sword of Kasyapa was formed, and then he left with Li Yao.
If Li Yao knew that he was helping Ye Futian with his training, what would he think?
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