As the sword array was formed, the sword light intertwined and the majestic dazzling moment was witnessed. 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 forward 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 his pace seemed to be in harmony with the surroundings The resonance of the laws of heaven and earth stirred up circles of subtle ripples in space, 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 an 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. It was rich and clear, penetrating the noisy swords and the whistling wind, and struck directly. Deep in everyone's heart: "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 this grand event with you all, Let’s delve into the secrets of swordsmanship and make progress together, hoping that the swordsmanship will prosper and the sect will be forever solid.”
After saying this, Chen Qingxuan gently raised his hands, his palms facing the sky, his eyes slightly closed, his body and mind integrated into this world. Suddenly, it resonated with all things, causing spiritual energy from all directions to gather together. The sword intent that filled the square was like a ignited flame, and it surged instantly. The spiritual swords that were originally suspended in the air seemed to have been summoned by the supreme, and the sword tips pointed towards each other. Looking in the direction of the sect's holy land - Wenjian Palace, it indicates that something extraordinary is 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, there was a dazzling sword light, Like a shooting star piercing the night sky, it soared from the palace and shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire sky as brightly as daylight.
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 of which contained the truth of heaven and earth. , exuding heart-stopping 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 intention from the depths of his soul surged out, and the Xuantian Sword itself The sword intentions intertwined and merged, forming a majestic force that could shake the world and reverse it.
"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 and washing everyone. mind.
"I, Chen Qingxuan, with the inheritance of Xuantian Sword Sect and the Xuantian Sword as my witness, 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, Xuan Tian The Heavenly Sword turned into a silver lightning bolt in his hand, piercing the sky. Where the tip of the sword pointed, the wind and clouds changed colors and thunder roared.
In 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, and were either amazed, awed, dignified, or fearful , various emotions intertwined together to witness this historic moment.
After Chen Qingxuan hovered in the air for several times, suddenly, his body froze, and the Xuantian Sword suddenly broke away. The sword light swept across like a sword, and wherever it passed, the space seemed to be cut. It opened, leaving clearly visible space cracks, but what is even more surprising is that these cracks healed quickly after the sword light passed, 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 him in 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, Chen Qingxuan’s spiritual energy boiled, turning 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 The unprecedented sword power appeared, as if announcing to the world the birth of a new kendo leader.
Following Chen Qingxuan's thoughts, 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 This sword bears the glory of the Xuantian Sword Sect 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, with a radiant sword and awe-inspiring sword intention. , did not choose Chen Qingxuan as expected, but slowly rotated in the air, as if hesitating for something.
Chen Qingxuan's expression changed slightly, but he soon regained his composure. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Xuantian Sword is the sect's most precious treasure. Choosing its master is no small matter. None of the sect's Taoist rulers have been able to obtain Xuantian Sword. Agree, he was not chosen by Xuantian Sword, but he was a little regretful and 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. It did not return to its sheath after completing the solemn and sacred ceremony. Instead, under the bright sunlight, it looked like a silver dragon swimming in the vast field. It hovers leisurely over the square, leaving behind dazzling tracks.
The ancestors of various sects present, including Xuantian Sword Sect, tens of thousands of disciples, sect elders, and several sword masters, followed closely the Xuantian Sword flying freely in the air, and they were all filled with surprise and uncertainty in their hearts. , there was a lot of discussion. Xuantian Sword's unusual behavior undoubtedly broke everyone's inherent understanding of its master selection process, making the atmosphere of this promotion ceremony extremely tense.
The Xuantian Sword Sect holds the Dao Lord’s celebration in order to invite Xuantian Sword to witness the moment when it chooses its master. However, Xuantian Sword’s pickiness and arrogance have 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 selection has always paid no attention to the level of cultivation, and does not favor the powerful. They only look 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.
While 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. Their surprise was beyond words. They all looked at Li Mu with curiosity, confusion, and even more confusion. Xuantianjian was inexplicably concerned about this abnormal 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 cause Xuantianjian to be different. Common 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 masters in the past. Its choice is never easily predictable.
Sword Master Feng, the four sword masters behind him, and all the sword elders also focused their eyes on Li Mu, and they were shocked. They had never seen Xuantian Sword attack on such an important occasion. A person who is not a Dao Lord showed such strong interest.
Li Mu furrowed his brows. He never expected Xuantian Sword to react like this. With his innate magical power - identifying all spirits, he learned the current status of Xuantian Sword. A kind of man was about to choose his master. desire.
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 is going on?" Li Mu whispered to himself, but everyone present was a person with profound cultivation, so naturally they could hear clearly, and his tone was full of confusion. and confusion, but also mixed with 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 the intention of choosing the master of Xuantian Sword?"
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 took a deep look at Li Mu, as if he wanted to see through his inner thoughts.
At this moment, the Xuantian Sword suddenly trembled slightly, and the flowing deep brilliance gradually converged, as if it had received some kind of summons, and turned into a dazzling stream of light. With a speed that was close to teleportation, he flew towards the direction of the Patriarch's Palace without looking back.
Watching Xuantianjian leave, everyone had strange and unexpected expressions on their faces. They did not expect that Xuantianjian would give up on choosing a master and leave in anger.
The choice of Xuantian Sword’s master was rejected by Elder Li?
Seeing this scene, the sword masters and elders of Xuantian Sword Sect could not help but heave a sigh of relief. Although Xuantian Sword's unusual behavior shocked and puzzled them, in the end it chose to return to the Patriarch's Hall. It is undoubtedly a good thing for them, which means that they still have a chance to be recognized by Xuantian Sword; at the same time, they can't help but feel a little regretful and disappointed. After all, they all look forward to Xuantian Sword choosing a new master as soon as possible. Inherit the glory and responsibility of Xuantian Sword Sect.
"It seems that it was an episode with 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 moves.
"However, Elder Li's qualifications and swordsmanship are extraordinary." Chen Qingxuan changed the subject, and his tone became more approving: "There is a different kind of fate between you and Xuantian Sword. , It’s just that the time has not come yet.”
Li Mu smiled slightly and said humbly: “Thank you for your love, Mr. Li. He knows that his cultivation is still shallow and he dare not think too much.”
Chen Qingxuan looked around and saw that everyone's emotions had gradually stabilized, so he continued: "My fellow disciples, the road to swordsmanship lies in the tenacity of the heart and the lofty intention. Although the Xuantian Sword has not chosen its master, its appearance is enough to prove that our Xuantian Sword has not yet chosen its master. The prosperity of Tianjian Sect's swordsmanship. Let us take this as an opportunity to practice harder, protect the sect and inherit the swordsmanship."
"The road to swordsmanship is long and arduous, requiring perseverance, perseverance and understanding. Today, I would like to share with you all my experiences on the road of practice. I also look forward to hearing your opinions and questions, and jointly explore a higher realm of swordsmanship. ”
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Then, Chen Daojun began to slowly explain his philosophy of swordsmanship, from the subtlety of sword moves to the understanding of sword intention, from the unity of the sword and the heart to the swordsmanship and the laws of heaven and earth. The perfect fit, and every sentence contained profound kendo philosophy, which benefited everyone present a lot. (End of this chapter)