The Ji Family's Pride

Chapter 23 The True Meaning of the Great Dao
"This... this swordsmanship...?" Wan Nianfeng said in shock.

"Brother Wan, do you still want to hold on now?" Ji Xiaoshan breathed slightly, his handsome face was pale, and the repair of his divine body never stopped. This time, the forced condensation of this powerful sword dragon has brought a great burden to his soul.

"Come!" Wan Nianfeng clenched his teeth and uttered the same words with difficulty, with a hint of madness flashing across his face.

He stood tall, enduring the pain. His back, which was slightly bent due to the serious injury, was straightened. The young man held the long sword tightly in both hands, with the blade slightly tilted, using the method that best suited his strength. The tip of the sword was always facing the silver-white stegosaurus in the air.

"As cultivators of our generation, we must live up to the principles in our hearts! My principle is - the sword!" Wan Nianfeng gritted his teeth and faced the flying sword dragon with a ferocious look on his face.

Without waiting for the silver-white stegosaurus to get close, he took two steps forward, using the strongest sword moves he had learned in his life, and rushed forward.

His steps were steady, and his mysterious body movements kept stomping on the stone floor of the arena, trying his best to avoid the stegosaurus' lock, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

Suddenly, Wan Nianfeng's aura suddenly rose. On the stage, a wisp of wind blew up out of nowhere, and the dust blown up formed whirlpools in the air. An extremely mysterious aura of Tao lingered.

This knife exudes an extreme white light, as if it came from the ice deep in the ancient glacier under the Netherworld. This is the ultimate knife, and it is also Wan Nianfeng's unstoppable path!

"This aura... is this the realization of the true meaning of the Great Dao?"

Ji Xiaoshan only felt that Wan Nianfeng not far away was rushing towards the move of Wanjian Guizong stubbornly and unyieldingly, but suddenly waves of Tao aura surged around his body, extending like waves, and rising higher and higher like waves.

The aura was simple and mysterious. Sensing it carefully, Ji Xiaoshan felt that the aura was far stronger than the sword music he had realized. He was speechless for a while.

Ji Xiaoshan was a little surprised, but not difficult to accept.

There are many beautiful scenes on the road to becoming an immortal. It takes a lot of courage to admit that others are better than you.

It doesn’t matter if your cultivation is weak, and it doesn’t matter if your realm of Tao is lower, just try your best to catch up.

Countless peerless geniuses emerge in every period of time, and who can guarantee that he is the only peerless genius?

Regardless of anything else, this is what he knows about the Daxia world.

In the Black and White Academy of Anchan County, which is the smallest among the 3,600 counties, there are several extremely talented people in this generation. Just talking about the sloppy real person, he was a genius and was spotted by the Taoist Patriarch early on and became his disciple.

Ji Xiaoshan looked on calmly, but that didn't mean he would be able to remain calm if a genius broke through in front of him.

“Ha! I’ve been working hard for years, but today I’ve made wedding dresses for Wan Nian Feng!” Ji Xiaoshan chuckled and controlled Wan Jian Gui Zong with all his strength. The sword shadows were erratic and hovered above Wan Nian Feng’s head. His body was flexible but he was ready to strike. He maintained the strongest pressure at all times to deal with him.

"Then I'll lend you a helping hand!" The black-robed young man murmured softly, beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on his forehead, gently dripping into dust, his face was pale and bloodless. He was almost at his limit...

On the ring, Wan Nianfeng exuded a sharp sword aura, as if he had transformed into a peerless sword. He gave off an invisible pressure that made it impossible to ignore his presence. His aura was so sharp that it could captivate people, and he carried an indomitable momentum.

Suddenly, the aura of the red-haired young man, who was like a heavy and sharp sword, began to change and became more powerful.

"A breakthrough right before the battle?" Yang Chuan was stunned. The two men on the ring were both exhausted after the fight, and he was anxious. But he saw that Ji Xiaoshan, who was at a disadvantage, suddenly used a powerful secret technique to control a very strong stegosaurus, and was about to turn defeat into victory. He was sincerely happy about this.

Ji Xiaoshan was the immortal cultivator he recommended to the higher-ups to participate in the gambling fight. If he performed well and could earn Tianbao Mountain more Yuan fluid, he could also gain some benefits. Moreover, he had put ten taels of Yuan fluid on Ji Xiaoshan to make him win. But now, the knife-wielding man had gained enlightenment on the stage and made a breakthrough on the battlefield.

Yang Chuan looked around the hall and saw that many cultivators were as surprised as he was. He could vaguely hear the words "evil spirit" and "the great way".

"This person holding the knife must be at the Purple Mansion realm! With such a level of cultivation, he has comprehended the great way that is difficult for ordinary Yuanshen Taoists to practice. His talent is truly extraordinary." One day, the purple-robed monk from Tianbaoshan looked at the young man with a silver sword dragon on his head with a melancholy expression.

The great Dao is not so easy to comprehend, but this young man actually broke through under the powerful pressure, and it was the Dao of Sword, which is famous for its killing.

"Yes, he is really a monster. I have just touched the threshold of the true meaning of Tao, but others have realized more than one Tao." Another purple-robed monk sighed, they have all reached the realm of all things.

If every step had not been extremely difficult, he would not have been content to be a small purple-robed deacon in the Tianbao Mountain branch in Anchan County. As long as there was a greater hope on the road to cultivating immortals, he would constantly seek the way forward.

"It's true that if you compare yourself to others, you will die; if you compare goods to others, you will throw them away! I wonder which powerful organization this red-haired young man belongs to. With such talent, even if he gets to the Great Xia Imperial City, it will be good!"

……

"Is this his knife?" Ji Xiaoshan murmured to himself. Seeing the mysterious artistic conception emanating from the young man's body, he was the closest to it and felt it most deeply.

Ji Xiaoshan realized it.

Feeling the changes in the aura of the sword intent like the vicissitudes of life, it is the process of quantitative change accumulating to the extreme and transforming into qualitative change.

He seemed to see from the void the sword immortals in the stories and legends he had heard in his previous life, those sword immortals who were either chivalrous, free and easy, playing with life, or taking pleasure in revenge.

His thoughts surged, and his almost exhausted energy was no longer able to supply the long sword shadow dragon evolved from Wanjian Guizong. The majestic divine beast hovering above Wan Nianfeng's head quietly disappeared.

Ji Xiaoshan felt the increasingly heavy and sharp knife on the other side. He raised his wrist and looked straight at the sword in his hand. "What is the sword in my hand?"

He recalled that the first thing he came into contact with and learned since he first knew the world was swordsmanship.

More than ten years of diligent study and practice, thousands of days and nights of hard work, practicing sword, practicing, and practicing sword day after day.

Even if I had awakened to my wisdom from my previous life half a year ago and knew how vast the world was...

He was devoted to the sword and never put it down.

The ant knew that the world was vast, but he was never discouraged and worked even harder, because he wanted to reach the top of the world with the sword in his hand!
If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening!
Even if I cannot fulfill this grand wish in the end, I will die on the road to pursuing it and never regret it!
Ji Xiaoshan only felt that under the influence of the opposite side's sword aura, his mind and spirit were clearer than ever before, and all the previous troubles seemed to disappear at this moment.

"What Wan Nianfeng wants is to live up to the Tao in his heart. What am I asking for?"

Ji Xiaoshan seemed to be questioning, or perhaps seeking answers to his past self. His mind gradually became a little blurry. Under the influence of the avenue, he was sometimes a little crazy, and sometimes sober and calm.

Mysterious lines emerged from the void, one by one, faintly like a seed that had just been planted.

"Hahaha! That's right! What I seek is great freedom and great ease. It is to climb the highest mountains in the world with the sword in my hand, and not regret it even if I die nine times!"

a long time--

Ji Xiaoshan's crazy laughter gradually stopped, his eyes gradually brightened from madness, and his heart of Taoism became purer as he embarked on the path of cultivation.

Suddenly, terrifying sword energy surged out from the void around Ji Xiaoshan, stirring up a tremendous sword intent.

"call!"

"Seeking true freedom and ease is my way, my sword path!" Ji Xiaoshan slowly exhaled.

What is the point of roaming freely in the three realms, and what is the point of roaming freely in the endless territory? Since we know the final destination, we must naturally walk down to the end of the road step by step with our feet on the ground!
……

"What? Another great truth?"

"This murderous aura, this must be the way of the sword!"

"So strong, another peerless sword immortal embryo is born!"

"When did this great truth become so easy to comprehend?"

The hall, which had gradually returned to calm, was once again in commotion. These cultivators, who were either in the Purple Mansion Realm or the Myriad Things Realm, had already seen with their own eyes the pride of the day comprehend the true meaning of the Great Dao, which already made them feel quite uneasy.

Now, the young man in the early stage of Purple Mansion has also comprehended the true meaning of the Great Dao. Looking at the surging sword intent on the arena, it is very likely the Dao of the Sword. The sword is the king of all weapons, and the combat power of the sword cultivators is unquestionable.

"Having encountered two such evildoers, I must get to know them this time." An immortal cultivator thought and was about to take action, but he saw the young man with a knife on the stage looking around with a wary look on his face.

The fierce eyes signaled silently, and the overwhelming sword energy was ready to be unleashed, locking onto every cultivator who wanted to approach.

There are few good people on the road to becoming an immortal. Who knows if they are using the guise of making friends to take advantage of bad people's opportunities.

"My fellow Taoists, this gambling battle is not over yet. Please don't come up for now. I can't distinguish people with my sword." The young man spoke in a low and hoarse voice like coarse sand.

Wan Nianfeng was on guard, but his eyes were focused on the ragged young man in black robe, and his eyes were unusually gentle.

……

Ji Xiaoshan regained his consciousness and used his divine sense to check his body, only to find that his wounds, which were so deep that one could see the bone, had completely healed at some point. The inexplicable force that had been struggling with Chi Ming's divine power had been silently destroyed by the true meaning of the sword, leaving behind only a set of tattered clothes mixed with dark brown bloodstains.

Wan Nianfeng, who was not far away, held the Lianqiao long sword in his hands and stared at him straight.

Seeing Ji Xiaoshan waking up, Wan Nianfeng's eyes were deeply imprinted with the ragged boy, and he turned and left.

"I lost this bet!" The figure holding the knife seemed to still be there, and the voice echoed over the hall.

"He... was protecting me just now?" Although Ji Xiaoshan was obsessed with swordsmanship, his spiritual sense of the outside world was still there. He also sensed the figures of the immortal cultivators outside the light shield of the arena.

"Wind and Thunder Sword wins!"

The Yuanli light shield had dissipated at some point, and the beautiful blue-robed monk stepped onto the stage and announced the result that many monks had no intention of knowing...

(End of this chapter)