Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 161 The Essence of Sword Intent
Yang Qian didn't quite understand it at first, but after some contemplative experience, he gradually understood what the improvement in his swordsmanship was this time.

Perhaps Yang Qian has only just begun to grasp the true essence of the sword.

A knife is a sharp weapon for cutting.

The essence of the sword’s intention is to borrow the sword’s form to achieve the actual cutting. The sword is an object, and there is no rule of heaven and earth, but cutting is a kind of rule force that is everywhere in heaven and earth.

“Everything in the world, whether visible or invisible, has its own veins to follow. Find the veins, sharpen your body, and then cut it off!
Is this the true sword intent? Is this the essence of the sword intent?"

Yang Qian came back to his senses, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and after a moment, everything in front of him had changed greatly from before.

Obviously, the things were still the same, but in Yang Qian's eyes, they looked different. As long as he thought about it, he could easily feel the clear "cutting texture" on these things.

Then he went to the yard. When he looked up, he saw a little bird perched on the banyan tree in the yard, combing its wings. When it saw Yang Qian standing below it, it didn't think of running away. Instead, it tilted its head and looked at Yang Qian curiously, chirping, as if asking Yang Qian what he was looking at? If you look again, I will give you a poop!

Yang Qian didn't know that the bird was swearing at him. His eyes were full of curiosity and confusion.

Just like the objects he had seen in the house before, the bird on the tree also gave Yang Qian a feeling of "cut texture".

But the difference is that this bird has more than one layer of "cut texture"!
There was no difference on the surface layer, but underneath that layer Yang Qian could vaguely feel that the bird had another layer of cutting texture, but it was very blurry.

"Is this the difference between objects and life? The surface is the same, but life has an extra layer. Could it be that the extra layer is the soul?" Yang Qian guessed secretly in his heart.

While smiling and shaking his head, Yang Qian understood that his deeper comprehension of the sword's meaning had brought him many new insights, and he also had to get used to and deal with this ubiquitous "cutting texture", otherwise it would be too awkward to see "lines" of cutting in everyone's consciousness.

In addition, you need to change the tool paths you are accustomed to.

In the past, Yang Qian's sword would always be aimed at the opponent's vital points, or in other words, he would only strike the opponent when the opponent lost the ability to fight afterwards. Even though his methods were flexible and strange, they remained essentially the same: the opponent's vital points were his ultimate goal.

But it's different now.

Now Yang Qian has a new understanding of the sword intent and an unprecedented understanding of the rules of cutting. The possibilities for the sword's movement are now endless!
Therefore, in addition to attacking the opponent's vital points, cutting textures can also kill the enemy or disable his combat effectiveness.

He pulled out the oxtail knife and swung it casually, it seemed very slow, but from where the knife passed, one could hear the air vibrating like cloth tearing, as if even the empty space was being cut by Yang Qian's blade.

"It turns out that space can really be cut!"

Yang Qian tried it out of curiosity, and the result was just as he guessed. Although the seemingly invisible cutting texture in the space could not cut into the object, it could really allow the knife to exert force!

The reason why he couldn't cut through the space and could only cause a vibration was because Yang Qian's sword intent was not strong enough. If he continued to comprehend, he would surely be able to cut through the space one day!
Yang Qian himself was shocked by this potential.

But this time, Yang Qian's knife became even weirder and the trajectory was even harder to predict. This was because the vibration of space could cause his knife to twist in a way that defied common sense!
For example, a sudden bend, or a 90-degree fold. With the perfected "Evil Wind", Yang Qian himself "melted" into the sword's momentum, and he didn't even know what trajectory his next sword would follow.
I myself can't even see the trajectory of my own sword movement, how can my opponent block it?
This practice lasted until the next morning. No one dared to approach Yang Qian until he put away his sword. No one needed to be reminded. The terrifying sharp aura coming towards him could be felt from a distance of five or six feet. The skin was tingling, and no one dared to approach. "Brother, what kind of swordsmanship are you practicing? It's too scary!" Yang Xun was also skilled, but he couldn't understand his elder brother's methods at all. He guessed in his heart that this should be the method of the immortal sect?
"If your knife skills for killing animals are not strong enough, you will be bitten by the animals." Yang Qian smiled and did not reveal the details to his brother.

Yang Qian had just finished breakfast and was about to go out when a green light suddenly appeared beside him, then penetrated into his mind, leaving a message before disappearing.

"Captain Yang, please be patient. My nephews Qiu Minghua and Zhang Yue are here. They will help you identify what you found. Remember, this matter must not be made public."

The message made Yang Qian stunned for a moment, and then he continued to go out on his duty. Everything was exactly the same as before. He was busy in the police station until the afternoon before returning.

Calculating the time, it took about four days for the jade talisman to go back and forth. Based on the speed of the Thousand-Li Beast, from the time Yang Qian received the reply, it would take at most five days for Yang Qian to wait for the two young disciples from Piaomiao Peak.

Qiu Minghua? Yang Qian only knew the woman's name at this moment. It was this woman who massacred more than a hundred people in Wangzhuang.

"Mom, I'm going to be busy in the police station these days and may not be back. You and Yang Xun don't need to come to see me. When I'm done with my work, I'll be free and can stay at home with you for some time."

Xu Ying didn't know that his son was trying to help the family avoid disaster and wanted to lead the disaster away. He thought Yang Qian was really too busy to come back. He just gave him a few instructions and didn't think much about it.

Only Yang Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Two people came back, but the most crucial one, Lu Chunfeng, did not come back.

This undoubtedly confirmed Yang Qian's previous speculation, that the murderer chose to commit the crime near Sandao City because he could not control the time to come to Sandao City and was forced to take the risk. So it is very likely that Lu Chunfeng was not involved at all and was completely unaware of it.

Now that Lu Chunfeng did not come back, but instead sent two younger generations back to investigate as normal, Yang Qian's guess was basically confirmed.

The remaining question is, apart from Qiu Minghua, is the other disciple of Piaomiao Peak named Zhang Yue kept in the dark? Or has he already been in cahoots with Qiu Minghua?
Just as Yang Qian had guessed, on the fourth night after he received the response from the jade talisman, the two found him in the side yard behind the police station.

"Yang Qian has met the two immortal masters!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Where is the clue you mentioned? Take it out for me to see!" Zhang Yue was the first to speak. His eyes were completely different from what he had promised Lu Chunfeng before. Instead, he looked at Yang Qian with impatience and contempt, as if just one look at Yang Qian would pollute his eyes.

On the contrary, Qiu Minghua stood aside with a serious expression.

"Captain Yang, please take out the things for us to see. If we still can't tell the difference, we will pass it to Uncle Lu for the final decision."

This woman's words were much more polite.

(End of this chapter)