From Demon Slayer, the sword is invincible

After Tietsuzuka Hotaru left with full confidence, Feng Xiaodao began to carefully examine this famous sword that had not seen the light of day again after hundreds of years.

Feng Xiaodao held the scabbard horizontally with his left hand, held the handle with his right hand and slowly pulled out the knife. The pitch-black blade appeared in front of him. The blade was not black as Feng Xiaodao expected but a grayish-white metallic color. Could this not be Tsugumi Yuichi's sword?

"I remember that in the original work, the blade of the sword used by the user of Sun Breathing is black, and the red one is the red sword form. But who else can possess the sword intent on the sword except Tsugumi Yoshiichi?" Feng Xiaodao thought a little confusedly.

Then Feng Xiaodao brushed across the black blade with his two fingers, and found that there was a place in the middle that was different from the other places. This should be the breaking point, and the knife had indeed been cut off.

“Forget it. It’s useless for me to think about these things. Whoever the sword belongs to, maybe Jiguo Yuanyi has more than one sword. When he reaches the level of 80 years old, he doesn’t even need to use breathing techniques. As long as the sword intention is strong enough, no one can stop him!”

Feng Xiaodao planned to comprehend the Sun Wheel Blade and feel its sword intent during the forging period to see if he could form his own sword intent. If successful, it would greatly increase his combat power.

So Feng Xiaodao placed the knife flat in both hands, then sat cross-legged and began to quietly comprehend the artistic conception of the knife.

After grinding, the cold metal feeling of the blade in his hands was not so obvious, and the strong burning knife intent was enhanced. Feng Xiaodao tried to fight against this knife intent with his own strength and will.

However, the more he fought, the stronger the blade's defense became. If the knife had not been broken, and the sword intent of the entire blade had not been cut off, it would not have been so easy for Feng Xiaodao to test this sword intent.

Even at this moment, a slight resistance would trigger the sword's intent, sometimes causing burning wounds on your own flesh, and sometimes it was as if something suddenly rushed into your mind, causing a headache and dizziness.

As time passed, Feng Xiaodao seemed to have entered a wonderful state with the knife in his hand. His state of mind became unusually calm, but his thoughts became clearer and clearer. He no longer blindly stimulated his sword intent through confrontation. Instead, he began to understand what a sword is and what intent is.

Knife intention refers to the intention and spirit contained in our use of the knife. This intention and spirit is not only reflected in the skill of using the knife, but also includes the understanding and emotional connection with the knife.

So what is spirit? What is intention? Feng Xiaodao began to think about this question seriously for the first time. He kept asking himself in his heart: Why did I choose a knife as my weapon instead of any other weapon? Perhaps there is some mysterious fit and fate in this!

The sword is famous for its majestic and heroic momentum and tiger-like posture, and is praised as the best among all weapons. The sword is the master of killing and is full of killing spirit. It can be said that the killing spirit is so strong and the cold light is so cold that it can make ghosts cry.

Since the blade is sharp on only one side, it is extremely sharp and indestructible; while the back of the blade is strong and heavy, giving people a sense of calmness and strength. Every time the knife is drawn, it carries with it an indomitable momentum, as shocking as splitting mountains and rocks.

This kind of unbridled, brave and bold momentum is exactly what Feng Xiaodao loves, and it is also the reason why he chooses a knife as his weapon.

What's more, most people who use knives are ordinary people, not as dazzling and noble as swords. Feng Xiaodao just likes the unrestrainedness in the ordinary and the plainness in the domineering.

With his understanding of the sword becoming more and more profound, Feng Xiaodao began to not only sit in meditation to comprehend, but also stood up and used the sword in his hand to demonstrate various moves, such as chopping, wiping, lifting, slashing, stabbing, pressing, hanging, blocking, etc. However, one posture may be connected with several postures.

Each swing of the sword was very slow, as if he was quietly feeling the principles and spirit contained in it. As time went by, Feng Xiaodao's understanding of the sword intent became more and more profound. He realized that the sword intent was not only an external expression, but also a manifestation of inner cultivation.

Feng Xiaodao felt that the unknown energy in his mind, like clouds and mist, was slowly gathering and taking shape, but he always felt like something was missing.

Feng Xiaodao suddenly understood that the essence of sword intent is a state of mind that is in tune with the sword, but what he was holding in his hand was someone else's sword, although he could sense the sword intent of others for reference and understanding.

But how can I communicate with the sword, how can I understand the essence of the sword, how can I combine the two into one? At this moment, this sword with sword intent has become an obstacle to the form of my own sword intent.

So, Feng Xiaodao put down his famous sword and picked up an ordinary sword. He also let go of his obsession and stopped pursuing the form of sword intent. Instead, he focused on his inner feelings. He began to appreciate the sword's sharpness and gentleness, its strength and agility, as well as the endless wisdom hidden under the blade.

During this process, Feng Xiaodao's swordsmanship gradually changed. It was no longer based on the Thunder Breathing technique, nor the standard basic sword moves. His sword moves were more arbitrary, but each move was so smooth and natural. Although messy, each move felt so domineering.

Feng Xiaodao just kept waving his knife in this small courtyard, mumbling and talking nonsense, not eating or drinking, from morning till night without stopping. Xiaotie came to call Feng Xiaodao to eat, thinking that he was crazy and wanted to rush over to grab him.

Fortunately, Hui Liya was smart and had learned a lot from Feng Xiaodao. He knew that his teacher was very likely to comprehend something and must not be disturbed. So he took Xiao Tie and stopped playing with the puppets, closed the door, and watched Feng Xiaodao dancing under the eaves.

"Mr. Feng Xiaodao, is this really called practicing? Why do I feel that the grandma of Tanaka Tietou's family next door dances better?" Xiao Tie asked Hui Liya a soul-searching question in great confusion.

"Of course, my father told me that the teacher is the most talented swordsman he has ever seen. He has reached the level of a pillar after only one month of training. In less than a year, he has become the strongest person in the Demon Slayer Corps!

So you ordinary people can't understand the behavior of geniuses!" Hui Liya said all this proudly.

Xiao Tie asked with envy: "If I dance like this, will I become a genius? Then we can fix the doll soon!"

Hui Liya was very satisfied with his new friend's reaction, so he said encouragingly: "In fact, you are a genius in puppet technology. I believe you will succeed soon."

"Really? I'm a genius too?" Xiao Tie was so happy that he almost fainted after receiving recognition from his friends.

The two of them chatted back and forth like this, but Feng Xiaodao didn't care at all and was still immersed in his own world.

Until the next morning, Feng Xiaodao suddenly stopped all movements, stood quietly in the middle of the yard with a knife in hand, as if he was brewing something.