City: Cultivating Immortals for a Thousand Years, Returning to Be a Dad

The young man said, "Master, I have swung the sword 10,000 times according to your method, but why can't I feel the slightest sword intention?" The young man stopped and said to a five-year-old boy beside him in confusion. The little boy was wearing a black suit, with his hands behind his back, standing there with an arrogant look on his face, staring coldly at the small waterfall in front of him. "Because you swung the sword for the sake of swung the sword, and completely forgot what I said about swung the sword with your heart. How can you practice the sword intention in this way?" The little boy said indifferently. "But I have been very attentive. Every time I swung the sword, I learned from you exactly. Why do you still say that I didn't use my heart? Do I really have no understanding?" The young man said with a confused look on his face. "What you need to do is not to learn from me, but to understand and integrate your own thinking into it, so that when you swing the sword, you can be dominated by your own will. This is the basis of sword practice."

"This is the most basic thing for sword cultivation. If you don't even understand it, you don't deserve to be called a sword cultivator. I believe you should be able to do it." The little boy said lightly.

The young man nodded as if he understood: "I'll try. I hope it works, otherwise I'll be too embarrassed."

He picked up his wooden sword and continued to swing the sword.

The two people were Chen Ansheng and Xingchen.

A few days ago, after Chen Ansheng said that he wanted to learn sword from Xingchen, Xingchen brought him here.

And after demonstrating a simple sword swinging action to Chen Ansheng, he asked him to swing the sword slowly in his own way.

A few days passed, and Chen Ansheng's hands were sore from swinging the sword, but he still couldn't catch the mysterious idea that Xingchen said. The speed of swinging the sword was not as smooth and freehand as Xingchen taught him.

Chen Ansheng became more and more anxious, frowning.

"Don't be obsessed with the appearance and trajectory of the sword, carefully sense the changes brought about by the sword cutting through the air.

That kind of tiny fluctuation is the key to sword cultivation. If you can master it, when you swing the sword, you can use yourself as the center to attract the vitality of heaven and earth."

Xingchen continued to teach.

Chen Ansheng listened, silently savored the changes in the sword's momentum, closed his eyes, and tried to sense the fluctuation.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, his eyebrows moved, as if he had grasped something.

Chen Ansheng waved the wooden sword in his hand again.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

This time his movements were smooth and flowing.

As he moved. A crisp sound of swords rang out in the void.

"Buzz~~~"

A strange fluctuation spread, spreading across the entire area in an instant, and even the surrounding mountains and forests shook slightly.

At this moment, Chen Ansheng seemed to have become the only swordsman in the world.

Swish, swish, swish!!

His sword light was no longer sharp, but ethereal, as agile as the wind, extremely light, elegant, and omnipresent like the wind.

"Hu~~~"

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, then looked around and murmured: "So that's it, hahahaha, Master, I understand. I finally understand! Hahaha!"

He laughed excitedly.

"Successful."

Xingchen smiled with satisfaction.

Chen Ansheng finally found the traces of the fluctuations and successfully entered the Dao with the sword.

Chen Ansheng was born with sword bones, so Xingchen did not teach him in the usual way of cultivation.

Instead, he let him start to understand the sword from the beginning.

Although this would take more time, if he couldn't understand it, he might be stuck here for the rest of his life.

But once he can comprehend it, he can use himself as a sword, communicate with the world, absorb the vitality of the world for his own use, and his strength will be many times stronger than others.

This is a sword cultivator, a nearly invincible existence among the same level.

Just when he succeeded in comprehending the sword, he had actually successfully entered the Xuanti realm.

Although he is still in the early stage of the Xuanti realm, it is only equivalent to a warrior in the late Mingjin stage.

But the actual combat power is more than that, even a warrior in the Anjin stage may not be his opponent.

"Feel the sword force you just realized, and strive to enter the Tianyuan realm as soon as possible, so that you can avenge your parents."

Xingchen exhorted.

Chen Ansheng respectfully agreed after hearing this: "Master, don't worry, the apprentice will definitely work hard to practice and live up to your expectations."

"Okay, since you have entered the Tao, there is no need to stay here, let's leave here."

After Xingchen finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Master, shouldn't I practice hard until I have deep kung fu skills before I go out to seek revenge?"

Hearing that Xingchen was actually going to take him away, Chen Ansheng asked in a bit of a daze.

Aren't the protagonists of those martial arts novels all practicing hard in the mountains for more than ten years before coming out for revenge? Why did he have to go out after only ten days?

"Practicing hard at home for thirty years is not as good as three years of adventure in the world. Study hard, young man."

Xingchen said, and went away.

"That makes sense!"

Hearing this, Chen Ansheng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran down the mountain.

.........

In the evening, outside the most luxurious bar in the center of Lu City - Lanmeng Bar.

Two special guests came.

Looking at the sexy and gorgeously dressed girls coming and going, Chen Ansheng's mood suddenly became excited, and his saliva almost flowed down.

Especially when he saw a girl as big as a watermelon walking by, Chen Ansheng wanted to point his sword at her and exchange sword skills with her.

Sure enough, the master was right. The best way to improve cultivation is to venture into the world. In just a few minutes, he has stimulated his desire to practice sword several times.

"Master, what are we doing here today?"

Chen Ansheng calmed down his excitement and asked.

After all, Xingchen is only five years old, and he is definitely not brought here to drink.

"Come to find a lackey."

Xingchen said lightly.

Uh...

Looking for a lackey?

"Master, we come to this place to find a lackey? This place is obviously a place for rich people.

Are you sure there will be someone here to be our lackey? And didn't you say last time that you should keep a low profile?"

Chen Ansheng said with a confused look on his face.

As a native of Lu City, he is not unfamiliar with the Blue Dream Bar. This is a nightlife gathering place for the rich people in Lu City. Those who come here to consume are either rich or noble.

Come here to choose a lackey? This is too bold.

And he still remembers that Xingchen had told him two days ago.

When you are out there, you must be low-key and low-key, don't cause trouble. Especially when you come to an unfamiliar environment.

Because in an unfamiliar environment, there are always many monsters hiding in the dark, waiting for the predator to take the bait and give a fatal blow.

This sentence made Chen Ansheng remember it in his heart, because he felt that if he went out alone in the future, he would definitely use it.

But now it is completely inconsistent with what he said.

"If I have no power and influence, why would I ask him to be my lackey?"