He spent his days meditating on the sword and cultivating, but when he encountered a bottleneck, cultivating blindly would only cause him to stagnate.
Yi Yun pushed open the door and came out. He casually admired the flowers and plants. Although they were mortal plants and did not emit any spiritual energy, there was a beauty in their ordinariness.
Surrounded by spiritual plants, these ordinary flowers and plants were in full bloom. They were gorgeous and colorful, just like Huan Chenxue. Although she had a mortal body, she was perfect and flawless.
Yi Yun walked slowly, feeling wistful.
Unknowingly, he walked out of the yard and began strolling across the island.
At that moment, Yi Yun suddenly looked up. He saw Huan Chenxue standing amidst a patch of flowers in front of him. She was facing the calm blue sea as she gently blew a jade flute.
The clear and drawn-out flute tunes were blown to the surface of the sea by the wind. Yi Yun watched Huan Chenxue's back as her ink-black hair fluttered gently. Her sleeves fluttered in the wind as her slender fingers danced on the white jade flute.
He stopped in his tracks and felt that the scene and music seemed to fuse with his thoughts and feelings that day.
With a thought, Yi Yun drew his sword and struck out casually. Sword flashes flashed without any laws or sword techniques. It was just a random sword flash.
But amidst the wild sword flashes, Yi Yun felt carefree.
When the flute tunes vanished, Yi Yun came to a stop. He looked up and saw that Huan Chenxue had already turned around and was looking at him silently.
"I thought you would be in seclusion for a period of time. Since you are out, why don't you help me plant flowers?" asked Huan Chenxue.
Only then did Yi Yun realize that there were flower sprouts and tools like a tiny hoe by her feet. She had come here to plant flowers. She only stopped to rest when she was a little tired. She played the flute for a while.
Yi Yun had unknowingly been attracted by the flute tunes. He began brandishing his sword out of excitement and ended up disturbing Huan Chenxue.
"After listening to Miss Huan's wonderful music, I naturally have to help you a little," said Yi Yun.
Just as he walked over, Huan Chenxue handed him a hoe. "These are all mortal flowers and grass. There's no need to use your Dharmic powers. Speaking of which, after you move in, it won't be convenient for me to take care of your garden, so I'll take care of it together with you today. "
Upon saying that, Huan Chenxue stopped and thought for a moment. She shook her head and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it today."
"It's fine. Miss Huan can come to the garden again tomorrow." It was Huan Chenxue's garden to begin with. How could Yi Yun not let Huan Chenxue manage it? Besides, it was only right that he helped her.
Seeing Yi Yun skillfully brandish the hoe, Huan Chenxue asked out of curiosity, "Do you know how to do this as well?"
Yi Yun nodded. Back in the Cloud Wilderness, he had also done such things.
Huan Chenxue listened attentively as Yi Yun recounted his experiences in the Tian Yuan world's Cloud Wilderness. From time to time, she would nod her head. Her beautiful face would occasionally suffuse a smile.
"I saw your sword technique just now. You seem to have comprehended the Heart of the Sword?"
Huan Chenxue suddenly asked. Yi Yun was taken aback. Huan Chenxue was only a mortal, yet she could see through his Heart of the Sword?
He said, "Thirty years ago, I chanced upon it while sparring with a senior."
"Yes …" Huan Chenxue nodded. "When I was young, a senior once recited some insights into the Sword Dao to me. Although I have never cultivated it, I still gained some insights."
Reciting insights into the Sword Dao?
Yi Yun was somewhat taken aback when he heard that. There were many things in the Sword Dao that could only be understood and not conveyed. What was the point of reciting it verbally? Ignoring reciting it verbally, even if one practiced it, one might not be able to gain any insights. Furthermore, according to Huan Chenxue, she was still a child when she heard someone recite the Sword Dao verbally …
Yi Yun believed that he was a genius enough. When he began practicing with the saber and sword, he was already in his teens. Back then, he had only just gotten started.
Yi Yun felt that it was impossible for Huan Chenxue to gain much insight. But at that moment, Huan Chenxue began reciting. From gaining insights into Sword Intent to condensing the Heart of the Sword to forging a Sword Soul, Huan Chenxue explained some of her understanding. She did not speak about the details of the sword, but the realms of the sword.
Yi Yun was astonished to discover that Huan Chenxue had an astonishingly sharp intuition towards the sword, or rather, the Martial Dao.
"When you danced with the sword just now, the sword flashes were very beautiful. However, there were a few strikes that I found imperfect … I do not know what the problem is. I just felt that when you used those few strikes, the aura that you gave off as one with the world seemed to be a little imperfect. That instant of beauty was destroyed," said Huan Chenxue thoughtfully.
Yi Yun was taken aback when he heard that. He carefully recalled the process of his swordplay, especially the few strikes that Huan Chenxue mentioned. The more he thought about it, the more alarmed he became.
Indeed, his Heart of the Sword had failed to perfectly fuse with the laws.
If not for Huan Chenxue's reminder, Yi Yun would not have minded it.
He found it unbelievable that a person who did not know how to dance with the sword could have such keen intuition towards the Sword Dao!
Perhaps it was not limited to the Sword Dao. Huan Chenxue was able to do it because she had an unparalleled intuition towards the Heavenly Dao. She was probably able to see the imperfections in other laws and martial arts, including sabers, spears, swords, and halberds.
This was akin to someone who did not know how to play the zither or sing, but had a perfect sense of sound. They could hear the tiniest dissonance in a tune.
Upon thinking of this, Yi Yun took a deep breath. Huan Chenxue was no mortal. It was impossible for mortals to have such intuition towards the Heavenly Dao. This was no longer something that could be explained by talent.
It was as though she was an embodiment of the Heavenly Dao herself. Only in that way could she tell sword moves that did not match the Heavenly Dao at a glance.
Who was she? Why couldn't she cultivate? If she could, what sort of realm would she reach …?
"Miss Huan, you have reminded me. I'll try again. If there's anything that's not perfect, can you tell me?"
It was not terrifying to go astray in the Martial Dao. What was most terrifying was not knowing that one had gone astray.
Be it a swordsman or a saber user, they would find it difficult to find any flaws in their sword techniques or saber techniques. It was just like how a dancer needed a mirror to correct their dance moves. Yi Yun was lacking a mirror.
"Of course. However, the matter of watering the flowers might have to wait until tomorrow."
Yi Yun said, "Miss Huan, I'll definitely help you water all the flowers tomorrow. I'll make sure the soil is soft and tidy."
"That would be for the best." Huan Chenxue smiled faintly. The corners of her lips curled up like a blooming summer flower.
Yi Yun brandished his sword again and again as resplendent sword flashes shimmered between the heaven and earth. Huan Chenxue watched carefully. Her memory and eyesight were excellent. She could point out in detail which of Yi Yun's strikes was not perfect after he finished them.
Huan Chenxue only told Yi Yun that the strike was not good and that he needed to figure out how to correct it. Huan Chenxue could even find problems with the strikes that Yi Yun thought were perfect.
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