Sotis, when he beca engrossed, he would pick up a branch and mimic Xu Ping’s moves. His serious deanor often amused passersby, drawing a smile.
Xu Ping observed all of this yet offered little guidance, only occasionally giving a light reminder when Wang Hu’s moves beca particularly awkward.
On this day, the weather was clear, and the sun was shining brightly.
In the secret chamber behind the shop, it was silent, as if isolated from the outside world.
Sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, Xu Ping had his eyes closed, breathing long and even.
Within three feet of him, a faint ripple was visible, stirring the air like a gentle breeze over a serene lake.
As ti passed, this ripple beca increasingly distinct and powerful!
Xu Ping had devoted years to cultivating on this long path of the Heart Refining Skill.
And today, he would take the final, most critical step—reaching the Perfection of the Heart Refining Skill.
As ti ticked by, the atmosphere in the secret chamber grew ever more intense.
The ripples emanating from Xu Ping grew deeper and more enigmatic, resembling a bottomless ancient well.
Suddenly, at this mont, ti within the chamber seed to stand still.
All was silent; heaven and earth made no sound.
A faint aura spread from Xu Ping, and anyone entering within his three-zhang radius would feel an unprecedented tranquility, free from all distractions.
This was a nearly miraculous state of unity with the universe, as if in a peaceful and serene utopia.
Monts later, Xu Ping slowly opened his eyes.
As his eyes opened, it was as if two moons rose from the horizon, illuminating the entire chamber.
His gaze was as clear as a mountain stream, yet as profound as the starry sky, penetrating the illusion of all things to the source of truth.
At this mont, Xu Ping’s heart was extraordinarily calm, like a tranquil lake, undisturbed and reflecting everything without leaving a trace.
It was as if he had beco one with the universe, all things within his heart, yet seemingly nothing in his heart.
"The Heart Refining Skill... is perfected."
This wondrous feeling made Xu Ping’s lips curl into a knowing smile.
Imdiately, as his mind moved, a familiar translucent panel appeared before him.
[Heart Refining Skill: Perfection: ∞]
...
Looking at the panel display, an indescribable realization surged in Xu Ping’s heart.
In the span of life, just a hundred years or so.
Cultivators, though blessed by the heavens, cannot avoid the bittersweet experiences of life.
On this path of heart refining, he had witnessed all the world’s beauty, ugliness, joy, and sorrow, finally honing his character to this state, sufficient to support the Nascent Soul Dao.
"Once I form the Nascent Soul and look back on today, perhaps I will have more insights."
Xu Ping softly murmured, his tone filled with anticipation and calmness for the future.
He rose gently, his azure robe flowing without wind, exuding an extraordinary aura around him, like eternal pines and cypresses, nourishing every inch of air.
Xu Ping left the secret chamber and slowly walked towards the backyard.
Daylight had fully arrived, and the morning light bathed everything in a golden veil.
In the backyard, a small clear pond and a few bamboo stalks made up a simple yet elegantly rustic setting.
He took out a wooden sword, walked to the open space in the courtyard, faced the rising sun, and held the sword in front of his chest, closing his eyes to feel the refreshing morning breeze.
Monts later, Xu Ping opened his eyes, his gaze as if stars were swirling.
He began to swing the sword slowly, his movents smooth and seamless.
The seemingly dull wooden sword moved in his hand as if without any pattern, yet in truth, it hid the mysteries of the heavens.
Each swing cut through the void, seemingly severing an unseen shackle.
This swordsmanship appeared plain, yet like the light of the moon, clear and pure, illuminating all things.
At this mont, Xu Ping’s every move was casual yet incredibly precise.
He was like an ordinary person, not using any mana. The swordsmanship was slow and simple, yet it held a sense of returning to essence.
As the wooden sword traced paths in the air, Xu Ping’s mindset gradually shifted.
The insight of the Heart Refining Skill reaching perfection began to perate into his swordsmanship, creating a marvelous resonance between the two.
The swordsmanship seed slow, yet each movent contained the mystery of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
The wooden sword appeared mundane, yet in Xu Ping’s hand, it carried the weight of countless stars.
It was unknown how much ti passed.
An indescribable clarity surged in Xu Ping’s heart, as if years of obstacles had suddenly vanished, making everything incredibly clear and simple.
Xu Ping’s sword-swinging motion abruptly stopped, the sword tip pointed towards the sky, connecting with the heavens.
In that mont, even though he used no mana, the dull wooden sword seed to transform into a moon, suspended between heaven and earth, emitting a cold and pure light.
"The Flowing Moon Sword Skill... is also perfected!"
Coming out of his realization, Xu Ping could no longer suppress the smile on his lips.
Today was undoubtedly a day of double joy, as both the ’Heart Refining Skill’ and ’Flowing Moon Sword Skill’ had been perfected.
This journey of heart refining was a complete success!
As Xu Ping basked in joy, a dull thud ca from outside the courtyard.
Thunk!
Outside the courtyard wall, Wang Hu, who was silently observing, suddenly began trembling violently, eyes wide open with shock, before his knees buckled, causing him to collapse and lose consciousness.
Seeing this scene, Xu Ping was montarily taken aback and sheathed his sword as he moved forward.
Wang Hu had been observing him practice swordsmanship, which naturally resonated with him.
But why would sothing like this cause him to faint?
The next mont, Xu Ping pondered for a mont and understood.
After his Flowing Moon Sword Skill reached perfection, his Sword Dao realm significantly advanced.
And Wang Hu, with his exceptional talent, managed to directly perceive that transcendental Sword Dao essence.
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