This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 373 - 7 Xia Daoyun (Large Chapter)_2

Chapter 373: Chapter 7 Xia Daoyun (Large Chapter)_2

After a long while, Lu Qingshan finally remembered the feeling back then and smiled, saying, “Because holding the sword in my hand feels the most intimate and comfortable.”

Where the heart goes, the path follows.

When Xia Daoyun heard this, a trace of reverie flashed in his eyes.

That was a conversation from hundreds of years ago.

“Daoyun, the bloodline in you is the purest Ancestral Taoist bloodline.

The Ancestral Taoist is the only cultivator of our human race who reached the Tenth Realm., your talent is a natural gift for Dharma Cultivation.

If your path as a Dharma Cultivator is destined to be successful, why would you choose the path of a Sword Cultivator?”

“Because I prefer the sword.

Those spells are both complicated and useless, a single sword strike is all it takes to end it.

I don’t like cultivating.”

….

Xia Daoyun slightly shook his head, dismissing those memories, and softly asked, “Do you wish to join my Sword Coming Peak?”

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“Yes,” Lu Qingshan affirmed.

“Good,” Xia Daoyun spoke with a hint of pleasure, “then you are my first disciple, Xia Daoyun.”

With a twist of his mouth, Xia Daoyun added, “The Sect Master told me that my understanding of the Sword Dao is different from others, and I should probably not teach disciples easily.

In terms of the sword, there is nothing I do not know yet, and even teaching others feels the same. I hope you can prove them wrong for me.”

You want to challenge the understanding of the Sword Immortal Sect Master; as a disciple, it’s naturally my duty to charge ahead and face the challenges for you.

Thinking thus, Lu Qingshan softly responded, “Yes, Master.”

With this address of ‘Master’, the bond between Lu Qingshan and Xia Daoyun was established.

In the world of cultivators, the relationship between disciple and master often surpasses even that of blood relations.

Therefore, it wasn’t just Lu Qingshan who felt differently; Xia Daoyun’s attitude also subtly changed after Lu Qingshan addressed him as Master.

Apart from the sword in his hand, Xia Daoyun was indifferent to everything else.

It wasn’t that he was aloof by nature, but rather that his devotion made him unconcerned about other matters.

But now, Lu Qingshan had stepped beyond the level of mere externals in her heart.

“I know you are skilled with the Flying Sword, understand the Sword Intent, are proficient in the Secret Sword, and cultivate several Life-bound Swords,” Xia Daoyun slowly said: “This is somewhat similar to my own path, and it’s fitting for you to join my Sword Coming Peak.”

“However, your Sword Intent, Secret Sword, and Flying Sword are all separate; there’s no connection between them.

The Sword Dao, in fact, is a path where all rivers flow into the sea, where one either understands one law to understand all, or can integrate and connect them all. Do you understand this?”

“Please enlighten me, Master,” Lu Qingshan respectfully said.

This was the Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator’s interpretation of the Sword Dao, and in his past life, his highest achievement was only the Seventh Realm. Before Xia Daoyun, his earlier pride in understanding seemed somewhat lacking.

“For this first lesson, I will teach you about Sword Intent,” Xia Daoyun nodded and instructed quietly, “Close your eyes, do not emit your Divine Sense, and feel with your heart.”

Lu Qingshan was slightly startled but closed his eyes as instructed.

A verdant sharpness converged between Xia Daoyun’s jade-like fingers.

Xia Daoyun had instructed him to feel, so he felt very carefully.

It seemed there was nothing unusual, the faint sound of water was very pleasant, the air was very fresh, and there was a slightly pleasant scent coming from Xia Daoyun, very comforting.

Xia Daoyun quietly observed Lu Qingshan.

“Qingshan….” Xia Daoyun was about to start explaining something when she abruptly stopped halfway through.

She saw Lu Qingshan frown at that moment and then gradually relax.

Hmm?

Xia Daoyun raised her phoenix eyebrows in intrigue.

On Lu Qingshan’s part, when he first closed his eyes, the other four senses took over, leaving him slightly perplexed.

But he remembered what Xia Daoyun had said about feeling with the heart.

Thus, he entered a state of serene meditation, feeling this piece of heaven and earth with his heart.

In that instant, it seemed something had pierced and dissolved that thin layer between him and heaven and earth.

He saw something different, something seen with the heart.

This sensation was somewhat similar to the enlightenment he experienced when his Slaughter Sword Intent broke through to the Unity Realm.

Xia Daoyun’s pleasing voice echoed in his mind, “What did you see?”

Lu Qingshan thought for a moment and earnestly replied, “A very faint flow, like water.”

A brief silence.

Xia Daoyun’s voice rang again, continuing to inquire, “And now?”

Lu Qingshan, now more familiar with the process, calmly answered, “Like fire, somewhat blistering….”

“And now?”

“Immensely solid, this is earth.”

Xia Daoyun looked curiously at Lu Qingshan’s handsome face, blinking her eyes, then asked, “And now?”

After a moment of silence, Lu Qingshan answered, “Wind, but it’s a strange kind of wind.”

“Strange in what way?” Xia Daoyun asked slowly.

“Wind passes with a flicker, yet this one lingers long.”

Xia Daoyun’s eyes lit up reflectively, appearing approving.

Because Lu Qingshan’s experience seemed rather similar to her own initial experience.

“Open your eyes.”

Lu Qingshan opened his eyes, gazing at Xia Daoyun’s graceful countenance.

“You are very sensitive to the perception of intent, more sensitive than I expected, and I appreciate that,” Xia Daoyun praised.

Such praise was indeed unnecessary.

Lu Qingshan thought so, unsure how to respond.

“Your last perception was indeed of wind, but while the natural wind passes quickly, my intent allows it to linger,” Xia Daoyun clarified.

“Follow me.” Xia Daoyun turned around, her robes slightly fluttering, her long black hair flowing down like streaming water.

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