Chapter 390
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Bang … Just as Ye Yun was in shock, Ye Feng slightly bent his five fingers, and the exquisite stone swords floating above his palm instantly turned into dust, like smoke and mist.
"This realm has already transcended the physical form of the sword. It has already reached the realm of sword energy transformation. It can be transformed into any form at will," Ye Feng said as he bent his fingers again.
Whoosh … The smoke-like stone powder floating in his palm instantly condensed and transformed into a five-inch-long stone sword!
Whoosh! Ye Feng waved his hand, and the stone sword in his hand instantly disappeared with a flash of green light!
Boom! Dozens of feet away, a five-inch-tall boulder instantly exploded!
Whoosh … Rubble rained down from the sky!
Whoosh! The moment the rubble rained down, Ye Feng smiled and waved his sleeve.
Whoosh … All the rubble instantly gathered together and turned into a huge green boulder.
Boom! The huge boulder landed beside Ye Feng.
Ye Yun stared at the huge boulder in front of him in a daze. He was so shocked that he could not say a word!
Whoosh! The five-inch-long stone sword flew back into Ye Feng's hand.
"After cultivating sword energy to this realm, it can be said that you have already taken half a step into the path of a sword immortal. You can fly with sword energy and travel with sword energy. You can travel freely between heaven and earth." As Ye Feng spoke, he turned the stone sword into stone again and threw it to the ground.
Ye Yun was silent.
Such an unbelievable realm was only half a step into the path of a sword immortal. Then, the realm of a true sword immortal was unimaginable!
"Ye Ancestor, what is the highest realm of sword energy?" Ye Yun asked.
He really wanted to know the answer to this question.
"Myriad Swords Return to Origin, No Sword Under the Heavens," Ye Feng said calmly as he added firewood to the fire.
"Myriad Swords Return to Origin, No Sword Under the Heavens." Ye Yun carefully savored these words.
"This is the third realm I wanted to talk about. It is also the highest realm of sword immortals." Ye Feng clapped his hands and looked up at Ye Yun. "This realm completely transcends the concept of 'sword'. It has reached the realm of 'swordless sword'. After reaching this realm, one can be called a sword immortal."
Swordless sword! It was indeed a profound concept! Ye Yun sighed in his heart.
Ye Feng's words opened his eyes!
As far as he was concerned, the first level, Everything in the World Can Be Used as a Sword, was already unreachable, let alone the third level, All Swords Return to Their Origin, No Swords in the World.
"Right now, your Sword Qi is chaotic and impure. You have no sword intent in your heart, and you are clinging to the weapon in your hand. Naturally, your Sword Qi cultivation will stagnate," Ye Feng said. "This sword is like a pen in a scholar's hand. Have you ever seen a scholar cling to a pen in his hand?"
His words awakened the dreamer!
Ye Feng's words made Ye Yun feel as if he was suddenly enlightened.
Just as Night Wind had said, he was too obsessed with the tangible sword.
"Ancestor Night, please teach me the way of sword energy," Ye Yun said, kneeling before Night Wind.
Looking at Ye Yun kneeling in front of him, Night Wind smiled.
"Alright, since you and I are both members of the Ye Family, and also the head of the Ye Family, I will teach you a few Sword Qi chants and a way to refine your Sword Qi. In the future, if you meet Wu Du again, you will not have to be controlled by him and embarrass the Ye Family." Night Wind smiled as he helped Ye Yun up.
Outside the Miao stockade village, in the mountains.
"Whoosh …" A black gas whizzed through the air and landed on the mountain peak.
"Whoosh …" The black gas dissipated as soon as it landed. A pale Wu Du clutched his chest as he slowly appeared from the black gas.
He walked straight to a cliff and waved his sleeves at the smooth stone wall.
"Rumble …" The stone wall split into two, revealing a hole about three feet wide.
Wu Du walked straight into the hole.
"Rumble …" The stone wall closed.
After passing through the dark corridor, Wu Du arrived at a spacious green stone room.
There was a cloud bed in the stone room, and nothing else.
On the cloud bed, an old man dressed in black Miao clothing sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
"Buzz … buzz … buzz …" Seven green lightning bolts snaked up from the stone floor and entered the old man's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
Around the cloud bed, dozens of thick green vines stretched out. The vines wrapped around the old man's chest and flashed with green light.
"Mas … Master …" Wu Du clutched his chest and fell to his knees in front of the old man.
"How did you get hurt like this?" The old man retracted the lightning and continued to meditate. "Where is your black sedan?"
"I … I lost." Wu Du lowered his head. "The black sedan was … cut in half."
"Your cultivation is far above Ye Yun's. How could you not be his match?" The old man asked.
"It was not him. It was someone else." Wu Du lowered his head and replied.
"Someone else? Who? "The old man continued to ask.
"I think it was an ancestor of the Ye Family." Wu Du raised his head and replied. "This person's Sword Qi cultivation was extremely high. In one move, he destroyed my black sedan and the iron ants."
"An ancestor of the Ye Family? In one move? "The old man in black Miao clothing suddenly opened his eyes when he heard Wu Du's words.
His eyes glowed with green light and looked extremely terrifying.
"What did he look like? Did he carry a weapon? "The old man asked.
"He was dressed like a Confucian scholar. I did not see him carry a weapon." Wu Du said.
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