Chapter 1581: Chapter 834: Sword Fiend (Part 3)
Soul-Shocking Sword cultivates Sword Intent, using the sword for Soul Ergence; Blood Prison Pupil nurtures Evil Qi, using the eyes for Soul Ergence.
Firstly, I am not a Sword Cultivator, the thod of “using the sword for Soul Ergence” can be directly ignored.
That leaves only, cultivating Sword Intent, nurturing Evil Qi, and… using the eyes for Soul Ergence.
In this way, has it beco fusing Sword Intent and Evil Qi, borrowing both eyes for Soul Ergence?
If the Sword Intent isn’t strong enough, then use Evil Qi to make up for it…
At the sa ti, use the dignified Tai Xu Sword Intent to neutralize the sinister Evil Qi in the Taoist Prison?
Mo Hua’s heart skipped a beat, and his gaze grew brighter.
“It seems… I could give it a try?”
Mo Hua suddenly sat up and took out the Water Prison Forbidden Box again.
With a thought in mind, what follows is how to specifically execute it.
How to fuse the Sword Intent of the Soul-Shocking Sword with the Evil of the Water Prison Sect’s Penalty Prison?
Mo Hua pondered for a long ti, and couldn’t help but scratch his head.
One inherits a Sword technique, the other a Forbidden Diagram.
The two don’t overlap at all, how can they be rged together?
“Indeed, so things are easy to conceive but difficult to execute…”
Mo Hua sighed in his heart.
He recalled once more the process of Senior Xuan’s cultivation of the “Soul-Shocking Sword” from the Cause and Effect Image, then stared wide-eyed at the Water Prison Forbidden Box.
Sword, prison, instrunts of punishnt, criminals…
By a whim, Mo Hua’s heart suddenly skipped.
The Sword is a tool for wounding.
Wounding or killing people would produce Evil.
The Penalty Prison is for punishing criminals.
Isn’t using the Sword instead of instrunts of punishnt to punish criminals also a way of nurturing Evil?
Moreover, it’s nurturing both Sword Intent and Evil Qi together!
In this way, without altering the original structure of the Water Prison Forbidden Map, the Soul-Shocking Sword Skill can be seamlessly integrated into the Blood Prison Pupil Skill.
Using the Sword as punishnt, Sword Fiend in unity!
Mo Hua was excited.
He imdiately began ditating, according to his own conception, to start fusing the technique points.
The thod of cultivation is the sa as before, visualizing the Heart Image of the Prison, inscribing it into the Divine Soul, thus nurturing the Power of Killing of the Divine Soul.
But unlike before, when visualizing the Water Prison Forbidden Map, Mo Hua “deceived himself” with so tricks.
Relying on his proficiency in the Divine Thought, he “altered” his own perception, replacing all the instrunts of punishnt in the Heart Image of the Prison with the Soul-Shocking Sword.
Thus the Penalty Prison Map beca the Sword Penalty Map.
All the criminals were punished under the sharpness of the Soul-Shocking Sword, trembling and wailing.
This little trick of the Divine Way was sothing Mo Hua explored on his own, akin to “Planting Devil in Taoist Heart”, more like planting a sort of “suggestion” to his own Taoist Heart.
Once the Sword Penalty Map ford, the entire Taoist Prison shed its sinister aura, becoming extrely sharp and imposing, like a Divine Thought “Sword Prison” full of Sword Qi.
This Sword Prison, fusing Sword Intent and Evil Qi, was inscribed into Mo Hua’s Divine Soul.
A majestic, fierce Sword Fiend blood from Mo Hua’s eyes, radiating sharpness, the Sword Dao imposing, the Evil Qi ominous, as if to sweep away all sins in the world, causing evil and malicious beings to tremble in fear.
In an instant, Mo Hua seed like a ruler of the Nine Nether, the might of the Sword Fiend making it hard for anyone to et his gaze.
This was the true Soul-Shocking Sword!
And it was different from what all the forr seniors of the Taixu Gate cultivated, capable of being displayed through the eyes, with the Soul-Shocking Sword containing Evil Qi!
A mont later, all the sharpness withdrew.
Mo Hua’s eyes returned to clarity.
He looked around, showing a look of regret.
“It’s a pity, Shui Yama isn’t here, otherwise I might have been able to have a staring contest with him, to see whose eyes are stronger…”
But without a single enemy around, Mo Hua felt inexplicably lonely.
“Not even a bad guy to show his eyes…”
But at least I’ve learned it!
“Soul-Shocking Sword!”
Mo Hua let out a silly grin, then suppressed his inner excitent, and sank his Divine Sense into the Sea of Consciousness, to continue practicing Formation.
Not to delight in things, nor to grieve at oneself.
At any ti, maintaining a calm mind, diligently studying Formation, without slacking off.
Mo Hua closed his eyes and calmly started sketching Formations on the Taoist Stele in the Sea of Consciousness…
…
And before this.
At the mont when Mo Hua took out the Broken Sword, a trace of Cause and Effect aura had already spread out.
In the back mountain Sword Tomb, an old man with a full head of white hair and a long beard suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils trembling.
“Xuan Er…”
“How can there be Xuan Er’s aura within the Taixu Gate?”
He released his Divine Sense, his powerful Divine Thought spreading in an extrely subtle manner, sweeping across the entire Taixu Mountain Range, seeking the source of this aura.
But he was not what he used to be, his Divine Sense severely damaged. Suddenly using it caused needle-like pain.
Though his Divine Sense spread out, he searched very slowly.
anwhile, the aura of “Xuan Er” grew stronger.
It seed soone was touching Xuan Er’s Cause and Effect, inferring sothing.
“Who…”
The old man’s heart tightened, continuing to trace with his Divine Sense, but just when he was about to sense the source of the aura, everything disappeared again.
Completely vanished.
As if soone deliberately hid it.
And hid it in a place neither within the state boundary nor within Cause and Effect.
The old man wore an angry expression, then gradually cald down.
Inside, he took note once again.
Suddenly, a stabbing pain in his Divine Sense increased, and he heard a demonic hum beside his ear.
The old man’s gaze sharpened, imdiately withdrawing his Divine Sense, gathering all his aura, holding his breath and concentrating, controlling himself and guarding his heart.
After a long ti, the demonic hum subsided, and his Divine Sense no longer chaotic.
Only then did the old man slowly open his eyes, but his expression was weary, as if he had aged a little more.
He was all alone, looking around, gazing at the countless rusted Broken Swords in the Sword Tomb, and the withered bones buried within.
These swords once shone brightly.
These people, once were his junior brothers, senior brothers, and even ntors.
And Xuan Er was the last Sword Dao successor upon whom he pinned his deepest hopes amidst reluctance and despair.
But he was wrong.
He shouldn’t have passed it down…
The junior brothers, senior brothers, and ntors, their Broken Swords, their dead corpses can at least be buried in this Sword Tomb to keep him company in his old age.
But Xuan Er, his remains are gone, even his sword is nowhere to be found…
The old man’s silhouette unconsciously hunched, bringing a sense of desolation.
A bitter voice echoed lowly in the Sword Tomb:
“Is it truly… to be severed…”
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