She then thought of Jiang Ning’s identity, and her heart felt a wave of relief.
Ti passed.
Light shifted, and leaves fell gently.
After an unknown amount of ti, Jiang Ning felt a void inside, and the profound swordsmanship he wielded returned to the ordinary in an instant.
He suddenly fell from a state of profundity, his gaze regaining clarity.
At this mont, he felt his Dantian depleted, empty, and felt his body weakening, energy insufficient.
However, when he saw the changes on the panel, his heart was filled with imnse joy.
[Skill]: Taixu Yin Yang Sword (Master 19557/20000)
"The path of Martial Arts, advancing and retreating, is the true way!" he mused silently.
Then, he closed the panel and looked towards Su Qingying who was already in the courtyard.
"Congratulations, my lord, on your enlightennt!" Su Qingying said.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning showed a smile.
"So early in the morning, why have you co to see ?" Saying this, Jiang Ning walked towards the well.
Since he woke up this morning, he had not yet rinsed his mouth or washed his face.
The habit of countless years in his past life had long ingrained this routine in him.
As long as it wasn’t a special circumstance, as long as he had ti, he always felt refreshed after rinsing his mouth and washing his face.
Even at this stage, within his body, he could already achieve a state of purity.
But a habit is a habit.
"I woke up hoping to see you, my lord!" Su Qingying said.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning shook his head.
"By the ti I intended to sleep last night, it was already too late, so I didn’t want to disturb you!"
"My lord, I waited until the hour of Yin." Su Qingying said.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning glanced at him in surprise.
Then shook his head, and didn’t say much more.
A mont later.
He picked a willow branch, bit into it, chewed it into threads, and rinsed his teeth inside and out.
Feeling his mouth thoroughly clean, he scooped up several handfuls of warm well water and vigorously washed his cheeks.
"Let’s go grab so breakfast!" Jiang Ning casually said, using the term from his past life.
"My lord, where shall we eat?" Su Qingying asked, puzzled.
"Let’s find my big brother and sister-in-law; based on experience, it’s about ti now!" Jiang Ning’s face broke into a faint smile.
Having lived with his big brother and sister-in-law for nearly two years, he was well-acquainted with the family’s routine.
Hearing this, Su Qingying’s eyes brightened.
"Sister-in-law’s dishes are delicious!" She said in praise.
Seeing the change in Su Qingying’s expression, Jiang Ning gave her a look: "Looking at you, all serene and indifferent, I’d have thought you didn’t care for food."
Su Qingying said: "I didn’t like it before, but sister-in-law’s cooking is different."
"What makes it different?" Jiang Ning asked.
"There’s a unique taste, unlike those at the restaurants, a hint of holiness, a touch of family hearth, this feeling seems to imbue the food with soul, setting it apart."
Hearing Su Qingying’s clumsy description, Jiang Ning couldn’t help but smile.
He sowhat understood Su Qingying’s sentints.
It’s colloquially known as the feeling of ho.
Just like many people have this sensation that no matter how delicious or delectable the food outside might be, however perfect in color, aroma, and taste, it can never compare to mom’s cooking.
"Then let’s find the feeling of being human!" Jiang Ning said.
"Feeling of being human?" Su Qingying looked a bit unsure.
"If you truly want to embrace humanity, it’s not enough to shed your own shackles. You must also observe how people live, integrate with them, understand the aning of being human, and feel the pursuit of being human!"
Jiang Ning turned into a psychology teacher and started persuading.
Listening to these words, Su Qingying nodded as if understanding yet not fully.
"Then I’ll just follow you, my lord; whatever you do, I’ll follow suit."
"Just follow !" Jiang Ning said.
...
A mont later.
"Sister-in-law!" Seeing Liuu Wanwan exiting the kitchen wearing an apron, Jiang Ning greeted her.
"Sister-in-law!" Su Qingying followed beside Jiang Ning, echoing the greeting.
Seeing the two of them, Liuu Wanwan’s face imdiately radiated with a smile.
"Qingying, you ca just in ti; we can start eating soon!"
"Sister-in-law, let help you!" Su Qingying said.
"No, no!" Liuu Wanwan looked at Su Qingying coming over, and repeatedly waved her hands, then placed her hands on his shoulders, pushing him towards Jiang Ning’s side: "You and Ah Ning just sit comfortably! Leave everything else to !"
She finished speaking, then added with a look of concern.
"Look at your skinny shoulders, you surely haven’t been eating properly before."
"Sister-in-law is right, before I indeed rarely ate als!" Su Qingying lowered her head.
"Then from now on, just follow ! Every day I’ll make delicious food for you, and ensure you beco fair and plump!" Liuu Wanwan said confidently.
Hearing these words, Jiang Ning didn’t know what to say for a mont.
Su Qingying was such a figure, her physique was almost already fixed.
As they say, "spirit and flesh as one."
Spirit refers to Divine Soul, flesh refers to the physical body.
The Divine Soul and physical body had already reached a state of Perfection.
To bring about a change in one’s physical body, the divine soul must synchronize.
Any disharmony will prevent the integration of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, obstructing progress in martial arts.
...
After breakfast.
Jiang Ning returned to his courtyard.
The martial examination is tomorrow; he decided not to go out today.
[Skill]: Taixu Yin Yang Sword (Master 19557/20000)
Glancing at the panel, he closed it.
"Less than five hundred experience points remaining!" he thought silently.
In the next mont.
A flash of golden light appeared, and a longsword materialized in his hand.
As the sword light divided in his hand.
Yang is day, Yin is night.
Day and night alternated around him, and the void twisted around him.
Within the field covered by this swordsmanship, space seed to change; rules appeared distorted.
In the crisscrossing void, human and sword images divided.
Countless sword shadows and human shadows filled the surroundings, making it difficult to distinguish reality.
[Taixu Yin Yang Sword Experience Value 71]
[Taixu Yin Yang Sword Experience Value 69]
[Taixu Yin Yang Sword Experience Value 72]
[...]
As ti passed, the experience value of the Taixu Yin Yang Sword steadily increased.
The sun’s shadow slowly centered.
For a long ti.
[Skill]: Taixu Yin Yang Sword (Master 19973/20000)
He quickly scanned the panel during a pause in swinging his sword, then his heart startled.
"Just one more point to go!"
At this mont, his motivation surged.
The sword light in his hand changed even more mysteriously.
After another mont.
[Taixu Yin Yang Sword Experience Value 69]
As another prompt flashed before him.
Boom——
He imdiately felt a violent explosion deep in his mind.
The countless experiences accumulated prior blossod at this mont.
The myriad comprehensions rged in his heart, and then clarity washed over him, dissipating the fog that shrouded his mind.
"So this is the small success of Taixu Yin Yang Sword!!"
At this mont, the clouds parted, revealing the blue sky; he gained complete clarity.
He had already stopped his movents, standing in the courtyard with the longsword in hand.
The void returned to tranquility, and the courtyard seed serene.
After an indeterminate ti.
Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were as dark as ink, devoid of any light.
This darkness seed capable of devouring everything in the world.
He looked down at the longsword in his hand.
"The small success of Taixu Yin Yang Sword allowed to master the Gui Xu stroke!" thought fluttered through his mind.
In the next mont.
Swish——
He raised his head and thrust out a sword strike.
Instantly, the void before him twisted into a vortex, then utterly dissipated, turning into a chaotic void.
A terrifying suction erupted before him.
He saw light distort, swallowed by the chaotic void ahead.
Saw particles and dust in the air crazily consud.
Saw fragnts of stone underfoot rise into the air, observing the fallen leaves a yard away change trajectory.
...
Everything within the courtyard, at this mont, was drawn by this sword.
"What a frightening sword!!" Feeling the energy fluctuation of the sword he wielded, his heart was suddenly startled.
The void beca chaotic and twisted, with all matter instantly annihilated.
This gave him a clear sense of the sword’s terror.
It was a terror that even he had no confidence to withstand.
"Is this the Supre Sword Skill of Shangyang Immortal Sect? Could Senior Sister Shen have attained the chieftain position of Red Fla Cave Heaven with this strike?"
"What changes would occur upon achieving great success in this sword technique!"
"What of perfection, what then?"
"How powerful could an even stronger cultivation technique of Shangyang Immortal Sect be?"
"Should the limit be broken, what kind of mystical changes would occur, what grade of trait would develop?"
At this mont, countless thoughts interwoven in his mind.
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