Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 387 - 387 347 Pushing the Window to See the Moon Hea

387: Chapter 347: Pushing the Window to See the Moon, Heart Reflecting Heart 387: Chapter 347: Pushing the Window to See the Moon, Heart Reflecting Heart “Third Miss is definitely a genius.

Setting aside the issue of the speed of cultivation, accumulation still requires ti and resources.

No matter how high one’s aptitude and understanding are, one cannot conjure sothing out of nothing.”

“However, aside from the accumulation of True Qi, which cannot be faked and whose cultivation cannot be skipped, a true genius can infer the whole picture from one part and know the world is in autumn from the falling of a single leaf.”

“Both at the True Qi Realm, both only having pondered the True Intent Beads a few tis, feeling the aftermath of Sword Intent…”

“I first defeated Young Master Xiao of the Manor in the Trial Illusion Realm, obtaining the Shanhe Fist Intent and transforming it into a Sword Intent Seed.

With all these advantages stacked upon each other, my speed in mastering Sword Intent should have been unmatched, but she still managed to surpass .”

Upon this thought, Zhou Ping’an felt even more strongly that he should not underestimate the people of the world because of his strength and the rapid advancent of his cultivation.

The world is vast, filled with talented individuals and extraordinary figures.

Among the strong, there are always those stronger.

Of course, among geniuses, there are even more exceptional ones.

“Perhaps, Su Lianxue, my master, and the esteed Gu Qingqiu, are not entirely unaware of what happened in Xinyuan and the thods I used against Gu Ning.

They might think that talent is rare and precious, thus they turn a blind eye to certain things, acting as if they never happened.”

“Being able to make those two esteed figures cast aside personal prejudices, discard familial partiality, and teach wholeheartedly, especially to Lin Huaiyu, with added care and treasured knowledge, it’s not without reason.”

Their spirits connected, Lin Huaiyu and he shared an understanding.

It was as if they were back in Xinyuan, when they fought side by side to defeat their enemies, obtained the Sword Codex, and made a breakthrough, then imdiately pursued their ambition and headed straight to the Erald Mountain Summit.

He felt that resolution once more.

As well as the tacit understanding of sharing life and death, unspoken and unquestioning.

Just like that mont, at this very mont, it’s exactly as before.

Zhou Ping’an fully grasped Lin Huaiyu’s talent and the essence of his Sword Intent.

Everything beca crystal clear in his heart.

His soul brimd with joy, and with a turn of his Divine Will, he gently took over the control of their spirits.

The sword light shifted, making the moonlight even brighter.

What had been indistinguishable from True Illusion, with twin moons shining brightly,

Now, with Zhou Ping’an controlling their Divine Will, the sword light in his hand beca delicate and lingering…

Under the halo of the moon, the sword light transford into thousands of fine threads, cutting wind, moon, and water without leaving any trace.

Even the tiniest particles in the air were dissected by the sword light into prisms with hexagonal faces.

The sword light shifted from macro to micro, using the sword as eyes, able to see more, and clearer details of every aspect of all things.

One Slash cleaves the water.

In his mind’s lake, calm as a mirror’s surface, it quietly split in two.

Sword Qi coalesced, cutting the water ripples, leaving a gap that could not close for a long ti.

As if a scar had been left behind.

The reflection of the moon in the water, the circle of the moon in the sky.

Both seed to have had a piece cut out of them, slicing through both illusion and reality, leaving nothing uncut.

“I understand now.”

A sound of amazent echoed deep in the soul.

It was Third Miss’s heartfelt murmur.

Both of them felt a lasting satisfaction in their souls, their spirits entwined for a long ti, unwilling to part.

For a while, as the rain and wind entered the room, the windows made a slight noise.

The two, holding each other tightly, opened their eyes at the sa ti and shared a smile.

“Brother Zhou’s swordsmanship just now was truly profound and ineffable.

While my understanding of it is still fresh in mind, I need to go practice it right away.

I won’t accompany you any longer,” said Lin Huaiyu, with lingering shyness on her face, but not much, her eyes bright and natural, obviously much braver than before.”

“Thank you, Brother Zhou.”

She was about to leave when she suddenly stopped, curtsying like a lady of refined upbringing to show her value.

Originally, she had planned to open her heart and reveal her comprehension of Sword Intent to Zhou Ping’an, to lend him a helping hand in the challenging situation ahead.

But she hadn’t expected

that the two would rge their spirits and souls in such a tender and wondrous way.

Furthermore, the other party had given her such a “precious gift.”

When Zhou Ping’an began to dominate the spirit, with One Slash parting water and slicing the moon, she realized the significance of this Innate Secret Technique.

In fact, it might even be more precious than the comprehension of Martial Intent.

Comprehension of Martial Intent is generally possible if one inherits Superior Martial Arts, transforms True Qi to power, and attains Completion, and if one’s spiritual will grows strong enough to grasp the True aning of Martial Arts.

That’s the origin of Martial Intent.

Step by step, even if one has diocre talent, as long as they are willing to spend the ti to polish their spirit and Martial Arts, they will eventually comprehend it one day.

Of course, the comprehension of Martial Intent is one thing; whether one can go further and deepen it until it is complete is another matter entirely.

Most masters are unable to reach that step.

However, comprehending Martial Intent early only ans that much ti has been saved.

But the way Zhou Ping’an controlled his Qi-Blood and True Qi within their spirits, and passed it into the depths of their souls—a secret technique that is not guaranteed to be understood.

If you get it, you get it.

If you don’t, you don’t.

The feeling of seeing through the essence of power and controlling it in its minutiae is truly intoxicating.”

‘No wonder, when I was practicing sword technique earlier, both Green Lady and I attacked at the sa ti, yet under his blade, we were as powerless and weak as children brandishing sticks.’

This isn’t because of the subtleties of the sword and saber techniques, but rather a recognition of the essence of strength that’s not on the sa level.

He wields the saber with such intricate and refined control, that even without any particular skill, rely using the most rudintary and shallow martial arts moves from the Jianghu, we could not resist.’

Only after truly comprehending the mystery of “Entering Minutiae” did Lin Huaiyu realize how precious what she had just gained truly was.

At this mont, her heart was tumultuous with excitent.

So much so, that any sense of sha deep within her had long been cast aside.

She felt that those childish emotions were not worth ntioning.

“Go ahead, I need to properly contemplate the Mingyue’s Sword Intent you just taught !

The transformations between reality and illusion, truth and falsehood, your sword intent really is not simple.”

Zhou Ping’an’s mood was also extrely good.

Third Miss believed she had gained more.

In fact, in Zhou Ping’an’s view, it was he who had reaped the greater reward.

If what he had gained from the Illusory Realm, the seed of Shanhe Fist Intent, and the superficial understanding of condensing martial intent from the True Intent Beads, were all external things,

then, what he realized from Lin Huaiyu’s Divine Will was an inner creativity.

Although Third Miss’s cultivation was still superficial and much weaker compared to her teacher, Su Lianxue and the others,

her approach of observing others’ Martial Intent to refine her own Sword Intent, unconventionally creating the sword intent that suited her best, undoubtedly opened a big door for herself.

‘Her insights are always so unique.

While others seek higher levels of martial arts and strive to break through their realms, she remains unmoved and practices a basic saber technique over and over until it’s complete, mastering the Ninth Turning of Wave Subduing.’

‘Even, to achieve a perfect foundation, she suppressed her cultivation at the peak of the Blood Exchange Realm, forcibly for as long as three years.’

‘And now, when others are still learning the martial arts passed down by their seniors, she has gone back to the origin, using the Canghai Sword Technique as a foundation to refine her own Mingyue’s Sword Intent…’

This approach was undoubtedly more enlightened than Zhou Ping’an, who had seen two worlds and had incredibly open-minded thoughts.

Zhou Ping’an could feel that in Lin Huaiyu’s heart, there might not be any concept of “authority” or “limits”.

The path of cultivation she followed was “if you want to do it, you can achieve it.”

What confidence and perseverance that showed.

“I have resources and knowledge from two worlds; I can’t let Third Miss surpass .”

Zhou Ping’an watched Lin Huaiyu’s retreating figure from afar.

His heart was also flashing with Spiritual Light.

Right after he understood the “Mingyue’s Sword Intent” from Third Miss, he discovered that this sword intent was actually not suitable for him.

Although he had grasped its essence and could wield it with the proper form, generating power not at all inferior to Lin Huaiyu’s, it just didn’t suit him.

This was a kind of inexplicable intuition.

An illogical certainty…’

Others would certainly feel regret over this.

But Zhou Ping’an did not; he felt extrely fortunate instead.

He was fortunate to have understood “Mingyue’s Sword Intent”, which was both a key and a door.

Pushing open the door, he saw another realm entirely.

…

Zhou Ping’an walked into the courtyard, standing under the flowering trees, as if a bright moon was rising in his mind.

In the slanting wind and light rain,

his long saber swung slowly, seeming both real and illusory.

As if it were here yet also there, distinct to the eye, yet the distance was unclear.

Little Jiu’er, carrying a dicine box and wearing a hat, with a small black cat’s head poking out from a groove on top of the dicine box,

was happily hopping past the garden.

She caught sight of Zhou Ping’an practicing with his saber.

Her heart leaped with joy, her eyes sparkled, and she reached out a hand, about to call out.

The words reached her lips but she swallowed them back down.

Both the girl and the cat held their breath, watching the hazy figure casting moonlight with its movents, feeling that speaking out at that mont would be a mistake.

It seed as if it was no longer dayti around them, but deep into an autumn midnight, with a profound lancholy welling up.

Great Sea Calming Waves, the bright moon in the sky.

A sense of the sky’s vast expanse.

Evoking solitude in the viewer’s heart.

Even with Little Jiu’er and the black cat’s immaturity and bewildernt, they couldn’t help but exhale at the sa ti, prematurely sensing life’s impermanence and hardships.

Brother Ping’an’s saber technique was that uncanny.

Little Jiu’er thought to herself.

For a mont, she didn’t even want to attend her Pill Class; Grandfather Qing wasn’t strict, nor willing to spank her, so whoever wanted to go could; she just wanted to go ho and sleep.

Just as she thought this, Little Jiu’er’s eyes sharpened, and she saw two moons above the sky and the sea suddenly shift their light, veiling in a pale blue aura.

In the distant vastness, it seed a light appeared.

The sea and the moon split into two halves, and an extrely sharp and piercing chill surged into her spirit.

In the darkness around, a star as large as the sun occupied the entire view.

Dominating the vision, it suppressed the spirit, freezing even thoughts.