Cultivating the Dao, Starting with Farming

As the sword array was formed, the sword light intertwined and the majestic dazzling moment came. Chen Daojun slowly stood up. He was wearing a robe made of cloud brocade and embroidered with countless sword patterns. He was floating in the air with shining steps. He stepped and walked towards the square of the sword formation.

Chen Daojun's pace, the buzzing sound of thousands of swords became more and more exciting, like the roar of thousands of dragons, resounding through the sky, countless spiritual swords lined up to greet him, complementing the sword pattern robe on his body, and the pace seemed to resonate with the laws of heaven and earth around him, exciting Circles of subtle spatial ripples were created, immersing the entire venue in a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

Chen Daojun's eyes are deep and distant, and there is a faint sword spirit and otherworldly aura lingering around him, which makes people involuntarily feel awe, as if they are facing a sword master who has come from ancient times.

"My fellow disciples, and distinguished guests who have come from afar!" Chen Daojun looked around the audience among the swords. His voice was like morning bells and evening drums, both rich and clear. It penetrated the noisy swords and the whistling wind, and struck directly into the depths of everyone's hearts. : "Today is the celebration of my promotion to the rank of Mahayana Taoist Monarch, and it is also a grand event for the inheritance of the swordsmanship of my Xuantian Sword Sect. Here, I, Chen Qingxuan, take this opportunity of the celebration to participate in the grand event with you all and deeply explore the mysteries of the swordsmanship. Let’s make progress together, hoping that the sword will flourish and the sect will be strong forever.”

After speaking, Chen Qingxuan gently raised his hand, with his palm facing the sky, his eyes slightly closed, his body and mind integrated into the world, resonating with all things, attracting spiritual energy from all directions to gather, and the sword intent filling the square surged instantly like a ignited flame. Those spiritual swords that were originally suspended in the air seemed to have been summoned by the supreme. The sword tips pointed in the direction of the sect's holy land - Wenjian Palace, indicating that something extraordinary was about to happen.

"I, Chen Qingxuan, in the name of the Mahayana Taoist Lord of the Xuantian Sword Sect, hereby declare to the heaven and the earth, please unsheath the Xuantian Sword, the treasure of the sect!" Chen Daojun suddenly opened his eyes, and the light burst out from his eyes, with a sound like thunder. It is so shocking, majestic and inviolable.

At this moment, the Wenjian Palace seemed to be awakened by ancient power. A long and distant sound of sword chants penetrated the dust of the years and resounded through the sky. Then, a dazzling sword light was like a meteor piercing the night sky. , soared into the sky from the palace, reaching straight into the sky, reflecting the entire sky like daylight, brilliant and dazzling.

In the sword light, a simple and ancient but majestic giant sword slowly revealed its true appearance. On the sword body, complex and mysterious runes flowed. Each one contained the truth of heaven and earth, exuding a heart-stopping atmosphere. The sword intent and supreme power. This is the Xuantian Sword, the treasure of the Xuantian Sword Sect that has been passed down from generation to generation.

The appearance of Xuantian Sword, surrounded by thousands of swords, was like an emperor of swords, with extraordinary momentum, which immediately raised the atmosphere of the entire ceremony to a boiling point.

Chen Daojun's body flashed, and he appeared under the Xuantian Sword instantly like a ghost. He touched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and a sword intent from the depths of his soul surged out, intertwined with the sword intent of the Xuantian Sword itself, It formed a majestic force that could shake the world and turn it around.

"A sword is neither a weapon nor a plaything. It is an extension of the heart and a carrier of Tao." Chen Qingxuan's voice was low and full of power. His words seemed to give Xuantian Sword new life and meaning. As he slowly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, the runes on the Xuantian Sword began to flicker, and the light became more and more dazzling. The ancient and pure sword intent was like a rushing river, spreading around, washing everyone. mind.

"I, Chen Qingxuan, take the inheritance of the Xuantian Sword Sect and take the Xuantian Sword as my witness, and I will protect the sect to the death!" After saying this, his figure suddenly rose up, like an arrow from the string, soaring straight into the sky, and the Xuantian Sword transformed into his hand. A streak of silver lightning pierced the sky. The tip of the sword pointed, the wind and clouds changed color, and thunder roared.

Throughout the entire sect ceremony, whether they were sect disciples or guests from afar, they were all shocked by the power and beauty of this shocking sword. They were either amazed, awe, solemn, or fearful, and various emotions were intertwined. Let’s witness this historic moment together.

After Chen Qingxuan circled in the air for several times, he suddenly stopped and the Xuantian Sword suddenly broke away. The sword light swept across like a sword. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be cut open, leaving a trail of light. There are clearly visible space cracks, but what is even more surprising is that these cracks healed quickly after the sword light, as if they had never existed, demonstrating Chen Qingxuan's control and understanding of the supreme realm of swordsmanship.

"The sword is where the heart is and where the intention is. If the heart is upright, the sword will be upright, and if the intention is far away, the sword will be far away." Chen Qingxuan fell leisurely back to the square in the air, and Xuantian Sword appeared out of thin air and flew into his hand.

Chen Qingxuan looked at the Xuantian Sword solemnly, held the sword and swore an oath: "Today, in the name of the Mahayana Dao Lord of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and in line with the aspirations of the Xuantian Patriarch, I swear to carry forward the sword, protect the sect, and protect the common people."

After saying this, the spiritual power in Chen Qingxuan's body boiled and turned into a torrential river, pouring into the Xuantian Sword. The spiritual patterns on the sword suddenly lit up, and the light shined brightly, as if thousands of stars gathered within it, releasing an unprecedented sword. Meaning, as if announcing to the world the birth of a new kendo leader.

Following Chen Qingxuan's thoughts, the Xuantian Sword slowly floated in the air. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if in response to his oath. The surrounding space seemed to solidify at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the sword carrying Xuantian. The sword sect has been honored by the sect's Taoist sword for thousands of years.

Just when everyone thought Xuantian Sword would officially recognize its master and choose Chen Qingxuan as its master, a sudden change occurred. The ancient spiritual sword fell out of his hand. The sword was radiant and awe-inspiring, but it was not as expected. Choosing Chen Qingxuan, he slowly rotated in the air, as if hesitating about something.

Chen Qingxuan's expression changed slightly, but he soon regained his composure. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Xuantian Sword was the sect's most precious treasure, and choosing its master was no small matter. None of the sect's Taoist masters had been recognized by Xuantian Sword. He was not chosen by Xuantian Sword. I was just a little regretful that Tianjian was chosen, but I didn’t take it to heart.

"Xuan Tian Sword, who are you waiting for?" Chen Qingxuan pondered secretly in his heart. On the surface, he still maintained the demeanor and majesty that a Mahayana Taoist should have. He waved his sleeves gently and let the suspended Xuantian Sword slowly fall to the ground. On the altar, the sword still exudes a faint aura, as if whispering and silent.

Suddenly, the Xuantian Sword flew out of the altar on its own, and did not return to its sheath after completing the solemn and sacred ceremony. Instead, under the bright sunlight, it hovered leisurely over the vast square like a silver dragon, leaving behind The next dizzying trajectory.

The ancestors of various sects, Xuantian Sword Sect, tens of thousands of disciples, sect elders, and several sword masters at the scene followed closely the Xuantian Sword flying freely in the air. Xuantian Sword's unusual behavior undoubtedly broke everyone's inherent understanding of its master selection process and made the atmosphere of this promotion ceremony extremely tense.

The Xuantian Sword Sect held the Tao Lord's celebration to invite Xuantian Sword to witness the moment when it chose its master. However, Xuantian Sword's picky and arrogant nature has long been a well-known secret inside and outside the sect. It is not only a sect-suppressing sword, but also the embodiment of the spirit of swordsmanship. It has almost harsh standards for the choice of its owner.

The Xuantian Sword Master has always paid no attention to the level of cultivation, and does not favor the powerful. He only looks for the peerless swordsman who can truly understand the true meaning of the sword, connect with the sword's heart, and blend with the sword's will.

As Xuantian Sword hovered in the air, its sword intent became more and more fierce, as if it could penetrate people's hearts and judge the swordsmanship and state of mind of everyone present. Sometimes it soars straight into the sky, the sword light piercing the sky, showing endless majesty and power; sometimes it lowers and meanders, the sword light is like a thread, delicately exploring every subtle emotional fluctuation.

Everyone present, whether they were sect elders or young disciples, felt unprecedented pressure. They know that every circle of the Xuantian Sword is a test of their swordsmanship and a baptism of their state of mind.

Just when everyone was waiting with bated breath and feeling uneasy in their hearts, Xuantian Sword suddenly stopped circling, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the sky, as if it had made some kind of decision.

Finally, the Xuantian Sword was fixed in front of Li Mu. Its tip was slightly hanging, and the sword exuded a deep and mysterious sword brilliance. It was like stars falling into the mortal world, quietly examining the person in front of him.

This sudden change caused everyone present to look sideways involuntarily, and their surprise was palpable. They all looked at Li Mu with curiosity, confusion, and inexplicable concern for Xuantian Sword's unusual behavior.

"Huh?" Chen Qingxuan sighed softly, keenly catching the anomaly of Xuantian Sword, and his heart couldn't help but ripples. Is this spiritual sword that carries the eternal glory of Xuantian Sword Sect really looking for a new owner?

Chen Qingxuan's eyes fell on Li Mu involuntarily, and his heart was filled with complicated emotions. He became a Mahayana Taoist, but he still could not get Xuantianjian's approval. However, Elder Li seemed to have caused Xuantianjian's unusual resonance.

The Xuantian Sword is not only a weapon, but also a symbol of the sect's spirit. It is the crystallization of the will and cultivation of the sect leaders of the past generations. Its choice is never easy to predict.

Sword Master Feng, the four sword masters behind him, and all the sword elders also focused their eyes on Li Mu. They were shocked. They had never seen Xuantian Sword attack a non-Taoist master on such an important occasion. of people showed such keen interest.

Li Mu furrowed his brows, never expecting Xuantian Sword to react like this. With his innate supernatural power - identifying all spirits, he learned the current status of Xuantian Sword, and he was eager to find a master.

However, Xuantian Sword is Xuantian Sword Sect's heaviest inherited Dao sword, carrying the glory and responsibility of Xuantian Sword Sect for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, when the Xuantian Sword's attention shifted to himself, Li Mu felt an unprecedented pressure, and he quickly used the breath-containing mental technique to converge the breath with all his strength and hide the fluctuations of the sword's intention.

"What...what's going on?" Li Mu whispered to himself, but everyone present was a person with profound cultivation, so they could naturally hear it clearly. His tone was full of puzzlement and confusion, and at the same time mixed with... There was a hint of unnoticeable tension.

The entire square fell into a brief silence at this moment, and an inexplicable tension filled the air. Everyone's eyes were wandering back and forth between Li Mu and Xuantian Sword, their hearts filled with various speculations, trying to decipher more information from this vision.

Seeing this, Chen Qingxuan took a step forward, looked at Li Mu with gentle eyes, and asked gently: "Elder Li, what do you think? Do you feel Xuantian Sword's intention to choose the master?"

Chen Qingxuan's voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the square, making everyone moved. Li Mu took a deep breath and looked at the Xuantian Sword suspended in front of him. I felt the attention from all directions.

Li Mu shook his head and replied calmly: "There is no special reaction, but this Xuantian Sword seems to be paying attention to me."

"Oh?" When Chen Qingxuan heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes. He looked at Li Mu deeply, as if he wanted to see through his inner thoughts.

At this moment, the sword of Xuantian Sword suddenly trembled slightly, and the deep light that flowed seemed to be summoned by something, gradually converged, and turned into a dazzling stream of light, flying towards the direction of the Patriarch's Hall at a speed that was almost teleporting without looking back.

Watching the departure of Xuantian Sword, everyone's faces showed strange and unexpected colors. They didn't expect Xuantian Sword to give up choosing a master and leave in anger.

Xuantian Sword chooses a master, was it rejected by Elder Li?

Seeing this scene, the sword masters and elders of Xuantian Sword Sect couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although Xuantian Sword's abnormal behavior shocked and puzzled them, it finally chose to return to the Patriarch's Hall, which was undoubtedly a good thing for them, indicating that they still had a chance to be recognized by Xuantian Sword; at the same time, they couldn't help but feel a little regretful and lost in their hearts. After all, they all expected Xuantian Sword to choose a new master as soon as possible to inherit the glory and responsibility of Xuantian Sword Sect.

"It seems that this is a small episode of Xuantian Sword." Chen Qingxuan smiled slightly, with a bit of relief and deep meaning in his tone. He looked at Li Mu deeply, as if he had seen through Li Mu's little trick.

"However, Elder Li's talent and sword nature are extraordinary." Chen Qingxuan changed the subject and said with a bit of praise: "There is a different fate between you and Xuantian Sword, but the time has not come yet."

Li Mu smiled slightly and said modestly: "Thank you for your kindness, Taoist. Li knows that his cultivation is still shallow and dare not have any unreasonable thoughts."

Chen Qingxuan looked around and saw that everyone's emotions had gradually stabilized, so he continued: "My fellow disciples, the road of swordsmanship lies in the tenacity of the heart and the lofty intentions. Although Xuantian Sword has not chosen a master, its appearance is enough to prove the prosperity of the swordsmanship of my Xuantian Sword Sect. Let us Take this opportunity to practice harder, jointly protect the sect, and pass on the sword. "

"The road of sword is long and difficult, and requires perseverance, willpower, and understanding. Today, I would like to share with you my experience on the road of practice, and I also look forward to hearing your insights and questions, and exploring the higher realm of sword together. "

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Then, Chen Daojun began to slowly explain his sword philosophy, from the exquisite sword moves to the understanding of sword meaning, from the unity of sword and heart to the fit between sword and the laws of heaven and earth, every sentence contains a profound sword philosophy, which benefited everyone present. (End of this chapter)