No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 55: Ancestors' Talk

"Hehe... I am a sword, how can I know about your human cultivation?" Qinghua Sword said with a laugh.

Finally it was his turn to control Xu Shun.

"You are not the sword, you are the sword's mother!" Xu Shun corrected.

"Can you please stop mentioning Sword Girl?" The Qinghua Sword was a little broken!

"You keep nagging me, and you are so petty! If you are not the Sword Girl, then who is the Sword Girl?" Xu Shun said provocatively, "Say it if you want!"

"You are trying to cultivate sword energy! Not build the foundation!" Qinghua Sword couldn't stand it anymore and said.

He wished he could kill Xu Shun with a blast of sword, but he couldn't.

He is the guardian sword of the Qinghua Sect. If he killed his own disciple just because he couldn't win an argument, he would be hung on the pillar of shame and laughed at for ten thousand years.

He is a sword of face.

"Sword Qi?" The sword in Xu Shun's hand split the air, making a "woo" sound.

"What is sword energy?" He swung his sword continuously, and there was the sound of the sword cutting through the air.

"The sword is the blade of the heart. Your current cultivation is not enough, so you naturally cannot emit sword energy." Qinghua Sword said reluctantly.

"What kind of heart are you talking about?" Xu Shun asked.

The word "God" has many meanings, and the word "heart" naturally has many meanings as well.

"Think about it yourself!" Qinghua Jian said sullenly.

He felt that he could not win the argument with Xu Shun and was restricted by Xu Shun in every way.

Damn it! He's clearly secretly learned a lot of language skills over the past few thousand years, but why the hell is he still unable to beat others in an argument?

"You're not even talking yet and you're still saying you're not a woman!" Xu Shun continued to mock Qinghua Jian.

But Qinghua Jian didn't say anything and he left.

"Great start but horrible finish!" Xu Shun had become accustomed to Qinghua Sword's style, coming suddenly and leaving suddenly.

If he wasn't young, he would have been frightened to death.

Xu Shun continued to practice sword skills, the sword moves rolled in his hands, and it seemed as if there was something in his heart that was about to burst out with the sword moves!

The more he practiced, the faster he got, and the more obvious what was in his mind became.

With a turn, he took a step forward with the sword in hand and stabbed straight ahead, just like "Wild Horse Leaping Over the Stream"!
With a "crack", the iron sword broke into two pieces due to the power of the sword move and the power in his heart.

Xu Shun looked at the sword that was broken into two pieces, tidied it up, and took out another sword from the room, which was the sword that Taoist Qingtao gave to Xu Shun as a gift.

Because the hilt of this sword is covered with dragon and cloud patterns, and the sword head is a Chi.

Hence the name, Chishou Sword.

The dragon-head sword was waved gently, and the cold light spread across the entire courtyard like water.

Xu Shun continued to practice sword skills, and silver light exploded in his hands, as if he was wielding not a sword but a silver dragon.

He practiced the Qinghua Sword Technique over and over again, trying to express the ups and downs of feelings in his heart.

Fast, his sword was getting faster and faster, and the whole yard was filled with silver light.

The bright sword blade cut through the air without any sound. The sound of breaking air was only heard when the blade turned.

From noon to sunset, Xu Shun practiced until he was sweating profusely, but he still couldn't express the feeling in his heart, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.

It’s like having a sword in your hand, feeling brave and aggrieved, but not knowing who to confront!
"I told you, your cultivation is not enough! When you reach the spiritual realm, your mind and spirit will be united, and your spirit and will will be united, then you will naturally emit sword energy."

The Qinghua Sword appeared again at some unknown time.

He was always so elusive, spying in secret. "Got it, back off!" Xu Shun said, panting.

With his ninth level of Qi training, every move he made was filled with a thousand pounds of strength. The fact that he got himself into such a mess from practicing swordplay showed that his sword was really fast and consumed a lot of physical strength.

Since it is because your cultivation is not enough, there is no need to force it.

So, he picked up the sword and practiced slowly like an old man in the park, just as a rest.

"Boy, watch your tone! I am Qinghua Sword!" Qinghua Sword was irritated by Xu Shun's contemptuous attitude and said angrily.

"Hey! How could the founder of Qinghua Sect, Qinghua Taoist, be so elegant? How could he have a magic sword like yours that can only spy in secret?" Xu Shun said with a little contempt:

"For a sword this lowly, why don't you change its name to Qinghua Needle? It's specially made to aim at the gaps between people's bodies!"

"Huh? What kind of demeanor?" Qinghua Sword said, "Back then, the master would have sneaked up on me whenever he could. How could he have been so graceful? I have been with the master for nearly a thousand years. How could I not know that?"

"..."

Now it was Xu Shun's turn to be speechless. All he knew about Taoist Qinghua was the little he learned from Taoist Lan.

The book "Zu Yue" from Qinghua Bookstore had been borrowed for a long time, so he couldn't read it even if he wanted to.

How could he know that when Master Qinghua attacked someone, he would instead of using force to launch a sneak attack?
"I guess the master had to work very hard in the past, and the atmosphere in the world of immortal cultivation was not very good, so he had to do this." Xu Shun said: "How can you understand the master's difficulties!"

"What kind of difficulties did he have back then? He was either drinking or fighting all day long, having a great time!" Qinghua Sword said, "You don't know as much about the Master as I do."

"..."

There's no fucking way to chat today.

Xu Shun was too lazy to talk to the peeping Qinghua Sword, and just continued practicing with the sword in his hand.

Qinghua Jian also left with great satisfaction. He finally won and left Xu Shun speechless.

When it was completely dark, Xu Shun went to eat, and then began to practice according to the Qinghua Sutra. He sat cross-legged in meditation, and felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside his body, but he could no longer absorb it.

He has already achieved the ninth level of Qi training.

The spiritual energy absorbed before was slowly transforming his body under the operation of the "Qinghua Sutra". Now the quantitative change has led to a qualitative change, and his practice is about to enter a critical moment.

Foundation building period.

It takes as many as two hundred days, or as few as eighty or ninety days. Under the guidance of the exercises, the bodies of the cultivators in the foundation-building stage undergo earth-shaking changes, just like a worm transforming into a butterfly.

After completing the foundation-building period, the cultivator becomes a true cultivator!

Xu Shun began this process by meditating silently and circulating his Qi.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

One night later, Xu Shun opened his eyes. Now he was a cultivator in the foundation-building stage.

He got up and washed up briefly, then while it was still dark, he trotted all the way to Qinghua Bookstore.

Qinghua Bookstore is not a building, but a mountain.

Inside the mountain are books collected by the Qinghua Sect over thousands of years.

Some are spiritual practices, some are essays and anecdotes, some are musical scores, some are biographies, and some are hand-painted color picture books by our predecessors.

Xu Shun couldn't find those picture books when he wanted to criticize them because they were in such short supply.

When Xu Shun arrived here, there were only a few people in the library, reading under the ever-burning lamps. He came so early because there were fewer people in the morning and he could read the books he wanted.

He was thinking about what to read when he suddenly saw a book called "Ancestor's Sayings".

(End of this chapter)