Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 514 Try
"What's the matter?" Chang Sun Jue blinked at her.

"Nothing, it sounds like a book published by Yunlang Mountain."

But she rolled her eyes and held her chin up, saying, "When the Glazed Sword Master comes to Chang'an next year, I really have to find a way to meet him."

Pei Ye did not answer. His mind went to the spring and summer of next year, when the sky is clear and the flowers and trees are flourishing. The Five Seas and Nine Provinces Feather Scale Examination will be held here, and after this meeting... it will be his Shenjing Martial Arts Examination.

Where would those opponents be now?
……

Sword Training Institute, B4 Sword Field.

Pei Ye pushed open the door, and at this time, the figure of the young man practicing sword was indeed on the sword field, as if he was growing up here day by day. This was in sharp contrast to himself, who either neglected sleep and food for three or two days, or was not seen for several days.

Yang Zhenbing, with the thin layer of sweat still on his forehead, turned around and saw Pei Ye walking in with two girls. He couldn't help but be stunned.

"Friends outside." Pei Ye introduced with a smile.

This was obviously not the first time Cui Zhaoye had seen this descendant of the sword demon. He asked a few precise questions about his sword training progress. Chang Sun Jue seemed a little curious. He stood beside Pei Ye and whispered, "Why does he carry six swords?"

"It's used to cut the body into different parts." Pei Ye tilted his head.

Chang Sun Jue stared with his eyes wide open, as if he was frozen in place.

"What time does Yang Zhenchuan usually practice sword?" Her fearless friend was still chatting.

"Half past midnight."

Cui Zhaoye looked back at Pei Ye and blinked, "Master Pei, how about we go to this time today?"

"……Row."

Pei Ye actually wanted to say that he was still seriously injured, but after thinking about it, he realized that testing the "sword state" was obviously not as intensive as his own sword practice and understanding, so it should be relatively easy. What's more, he really wanted to see this unheard-of way of sword practice.

Yang Zhenbing was allocated one-fourth of the field. Pei Ye said it was divided according to the number of people. Yang Zhenbing looked at him and did not raise any objections. In fact, this young man never took up much space when practicing swordsmanship. He could practice swordsmanship in a field of about ten feet in radius for a whole day.

The content on Pei Ye's side is more complicated. Cui Zhaoye said that in her current "Sword of Man" thinking, [Sword State] is a relatively complete system waiting to be verified, but how to embark on this path is a problem that has no previous experience to refer to.

Pei Ye adjusted his state, put the unsheathed [Mountain Feather] behind his arm, and Cui Zhaoye explained her ideas seriously. Chang Sun Jue sat on a mat with his knees hugged further behind him, watching with great anticipation.

"Sword moves are when a person condenses his or her inner cognition into the sword, and then uses it to influence the world; sword posture is when a person draws insights into the world from the sword, and reflects them on his or her own heart, making the 'I' the object affected by the sword." Cui Zhaoye said slowly, "In my imagination, after success, the person and the sword will coexist in a magical state, and this state can only be maintained by holding the sword. At this time, the swordsman is 'controlling the sword with his or her heart', and the two complement each other and coexist in unity."

“Whether one can reach this realm depends mainly on two qualities of the swordsman: first, the sharpness of the ‘sword’. A dull and foolish swordsman may not even understand what the sword in his hand is saying. He will waste his whole life in a clumsy state, so how can he achieve the ‘heart-sword connection’? Therefore, one must have extraordinary talent for swordsmanship. This is the first thing.” Cui Zhaoye had a noble temperament to begin with, and his words were even sharper when he talked about sword matters. He did not leave any room for the dull-witted people he mentioned. Fortunately, no one was attacked here except the girl who was sitting with her knees hugged nearby.

"Second, it is sentimental and thoughtful. The heart is like 'the heart in the fire', observing the world with my heart. Although it can see through everything and never make mistakes, it is also difficult to be moved by external things. 'Attitude' is based on the heart. A person's heart must feel sadness and joy, know worry and fear, love and hate, and be confused... It can have a clear and constant will, but it is not suitable to have a heart that is not disturbed by everything. It is easily moved by people and things, and resonates with its own sword."

Cui Zhaoye turned his head to look at Pei Ye, his eyes showing joy without disguising, "Young Master Pei has top-notch qualities in both of these areas. I was certain of this when I saw the Tibetan version of "First Moon and Northern Rain" on the West Pond."

Pei Ye found it very easy to learn how to use that kind of "love" sword, and he liked it very much.

"In my imagination, if a swordsman is already familiar with this path, then he should be able to understand the true meaning by wearing a sword and observing things, thinking and meditating between heaven and earth." Cui Zhaoye had obviously thought about this countless times, "But now that we are talking about starting, let's start with the swordsmanship that Young Master Pei has already learned."

"what for?"

"Swordsmanship originally includes the cognition of the world. In the past, we only directed our understanding outward after we understood its meaning. Now we can try to extract some true meaning that fits our own, and use the sword to communicate with ourselves, completing a 'heart-giving'." Cui Zhaoye said, "Just like the transformation of the cicada and bird in "The Jade Sword", I think Young Master Pei seems to have some special feelings for this sword..."

"..."

"In short, what I mean is that Master Pei can immerse his mind in the swordsmanship he has mastered and complete a tempering process." Cui Zhaoye pointed out, "Specifically, we can first sense the images in it, and then abstract a certain kind of sympathy between the mind and the sword from the multiple swords... emotion? Or 'reason'. I think it's the same."

"It sounds a bit mysterious..." Pei Ye frowned and thought, slowly turning the sword in his hand.

“That’s right.” Cui Zhaoye sighed softly, “This is an attempt with a very high intention. It requires harmony between the heart and the sword from the very beginning. If not, there wouldn’t be anyone willing to give it a try for me until today.”

Pei Ye smiled and said, "No problem. The first step I took on the path of swordsmanship was to achieve harmony between heart and sword."

Cui Zhaoye looked at him with shining eyes: "Okay! Then let's start with "Jade Sword" - Young Master Pei said as he thought, I will help Young Master Pei figure out which direction to go."

This was a pleasant process. Pei Ye explained his sword skills without any reservation, while Cui Zhaoye took up his pen and wrote down every detail on paper, contemplating intently, trying to find the gate that would lead to sublimation.

"Snow Sword", "Jade Sword", "First Moon and Northern Rain", "Poplar Catkins"... The young man's sword is extremely romantic, filled with colorful images.

It was still a bit far-fetched to sense the true meaning from a few sword names. Cui Zhaoye carefully arranged each sword move and sword theory, and tried to deduce the boy's feelings about these swords and his state of mind when using swords. The final form they condensed was hazy in her mind and she could not see it clearly for a while.

Pei Ye finally reviewed all the swords in his mind, and then he paused for a moment and said, "How is it, Miss Cui? - Sorry, although I don't know many sword techniques, they are quite complicated..."

“Hmm…” Cui Zhaoye tapped his chin gently, “I feel… [Fei Yu Xian] doesn’t seem to be as prominent as I imagined. Instead, [Budong Wei Feng] and [Yun Han]… ah, don’t open your eyes… they seem to be in the center and in control.”

Pei Ye could only close his eyes and stand still, listening to the girl say: "You should seriously experience the snow, sword, cicada and bird in the cycle of life and death, and find the wind and cloud in it..."

Pei Ye stood quietly. Cui Zhaoye looked at him with sparkling eyes.

"...But, then what?" Pei Ye closed his eyes and tilted his head blankly.

Cui Zhaoye was also a little confused: "Then...I realized it."

"...?"

"..."

"I understand... not..." Pei Ye was stunned, "What did I understand?"

"..."

Chang Sun Jue couldn't help but chuckle.

“Aren’t you… quite good at understanding?” Cui Zhaoye frowned and bit his lower lip, whispering, “How did you learn [God Washing the Sword]? Just put yourself in a world made up of swords… and find the true meaning that runs through your soul throughout your entire sword-learning life… Have you found it…”

Pei Ye frowned slightly, fell silent, and tried hard to enter the state that the girl described.

He probably understood what the girl meant. [Sword State] is a kind of true meaning that the sword first gives to the heart. After the heart gets this meaning, it relies on the heart to control the sword and gives the sword holder a magical state. It is indeed similar to entering the realm of [Naked Heart Seeing Blade].

But how can he capture this true meaning?
The young man thought quietly, that keen sword sense indeed showed its magic once again, he easily entered the sword realm described by the girl, here all the swords he had learned surrounded him, every object was so familiar.

But what can he get from this?

What does the heart surrounded by thousands of swords look like?

Cui Zhaoye whispered, "Young Master Pei... why don't you try to imagine yourself as a cicada or a bird? You are in the dangerous wind and cold clouds... close your five senses and enter it..."

Pei Ye subconsciously raised his head. For the first time, he felt that what the girl said was absolutely true. This feeling of grasping some kind of power was definitely grasped by him in an instant.

At this moment, Cui Zhaoye suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Zhenbing who had been standing quietly beside him.

Yang Zhenbing immediately understood what she meant - at a certain point of enlightenment, a chill from outside was needed. At this time, he frowned slightly, and was actually a little hesitant in his heart, but his hands did not slow down at all. The [Deer Head] of the descendant of the sword demon of this generation was unsheathed in the winter night, and Changsun Jue, who was three meters away, suddenly clenched his heart and lungs for an inexplicable moment.

An extremely fast and sharp sword strike to the throat.

The boy had closed his eyes, and although his five senses were clearly closed, his "mind's eye" suddenly opened. When the long sword was close to his throat, a bright sword light rose from his hand, and his body retreated like a ghost.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the hair on his body stood up:

"Hold!"

This was definitely a communication between the mind and the sword, because the sword had already flown out of the boy's hand before the boy could even think about it.

Yang Zhenbing's pupils suddenly shrank, and [Four Bodies] were unsheathed in an instant. Two equally stunning sword lights suddenly intersected in the air, and the crisp clanging sound spread throughout the sword field.

Cui Zhaoye responded by holding his head and squatting down at this moment, while Pei Ye's sword drew a sharp arc in the night sky and nailed on the wall above Changsun Jue's head.

The elegant girl in military uniform stared at them blankly with her eyes wide open, the long sword above her head was still trembling, and a strand of hair slowly fell from the air.

There was some freeze and silence on the field.

Pei Ye pursed her lips and looked at Cui Zhaoye.

Everyone knew what had happened at this moment - they did not find the legendary [Sword State], but instead forced out the [Returning Wind] and [Carrying New Corpse] of the young man with his five senses closed in the simulated desperate situation.

This man's sword skill was indeed as powerful as a demon, and he himself had never thought that he could master this skill.

Cui Zhaoye pursed his lips and stood up, biting his nails lightly.

Chang Sunjue beside him asked blankly: "The things you guys made... won't explode, right?"

"...I imagined it as you said." Pei Ye looked at Cui Zhaoye and said seriously, "Cicada and bird in the wind...these are the two swords."

Cui Zhaoye frowned and stared at the ground, as if he was puzzled: "Really? You put your whole heart into it? To simulate their state in the wind, to simulate the stretching of their wings... Didn't your heart feel the true meaning of the cicadas and birds in the wind?"

"I imagined it all." Pei Ye said solemnly, "I didn't feel it."

Cui Zhaoye remained silent and hesitated for a moment: "How about, Young Master Pei, learn to bark like them?"

"...?"

(End of this chapter)