Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 190 A Sword to Question the Heart

Although Song Xinci was far away in Wufeng Mountain, he also witnessed the fall of Zhujian Villa.

The Ascension Sword, which served as the foundation of the villa, shattered into pieces, and the Sword-Forging Villa also disintegrated and turned into huge rocks that fell down.

Unfortunately, Sword Forging City happened to be right below the villa, and first it suffered a ground fissure, then a natural disaster. Those huge rocks seemed small, but when they fell, it was like a mountain falling down, leaving no place for escape.

The villa was destroyed, and the small town at the foot of the mountain was also destroyed.

Countless people died and the world was filled with wailing. But the heavens seemed to be oblivious to the tragedy and no gods came to save the mortals.

It's hard to say.

Song Xinci withdrew her gaze, guessing that the world in the painting had also come to an end. However, she and Yun Yi still hadn't found a way to leave, and the sword energy within her body hadn't been fully released.

She calmly looked inward, and said to the last wisp of sword energy left in her body: "Yun Yi and I don't belong here, and neither do you."

The sword energy swayed like a candle in the wind, but it refused to go out.

Song Xinci seemed to be talking to herself: "But what do you want?"

She looked sad, "Sir, do you want me to stay in the painting and be trapped here forever so as not to disturb Yun Yi's practice?"

Song Xinci felt that Wang Shenlai's attitude towards her had always been strange. Ever since she learned about Nangong Feitian and Qingqing's affair, Song Xinci had become even more certain of this.

Since one of Wang Shenlai's disciples had already disbanded due to emotional distress, he would definitely not allow the next disciple to repeat the same mistake.

Song Xinci suddenly felt a little ridiculous. She had always believed that her cultivation was far superior to Yun Yi's, but she never thought that in Wang Shenlai's eyes, she was the one who was dragging Yun Yi down.

"If you insist on doing this, you might as well just kill me... Oh, Yun Yi and I are connected by the Heart Gu, so you had no choice but to spare my life."

The gray-white sword energy seemed to shake its head, looking very old-fashioned.

But when Song Xinci mentioned the Tongxin Gu, he suddenly had another guess and his eyes widened.

She recalled every detail of the past three years, Yun Yi's meticulous care for her, and their laughter and quarrels, which seemed to be right in front of her eyes.

This made her sigh that the two of them had been together and known each other for the past three years, and they were more like husband and wife than husband and wife.

Even without the same-heart Gu, they seemed to be able to read each other's minds and empathize with each other's feelings.

At this point, Song Xinci finally understood Wang Shenlai's true intention.

She opened her heart and let the sword energy flow to her heart meridians, which was also the habitat of the Tongxin Gu.

As soon as the gray-white sword energy saw the Tongxin Gu, it immediately stabbed out with a sword, and died together with the Gu insect.

As the ninety-nine sword intentions in his body were completely released, Song Xinci's aura continued to rise, and in an instant he recovered to the Hedao realm.

I saw Tai Shang forgetting his emotions again, and after this experience, he made further progress in the Dao!
When Song Xinci first achieved the Dao in an unknown town, he was only at the initial stage of cultivation. Later, he experienced the ruthless Dao that devoured Piaomiaozi, and his cultivation level declined due to the Tongxin Gu. His journey was a journey of wandering and wandering.

However, the benefits of such experience were finally revealed at this moment. She had only been in Hedao for a short time, but she was able to advance to the middle stage of Hedao. This speed was simply terrifying.

The Hedao realm is already rare in the world, and once those masters enter the Hedao realm, they don’t know how many years they will waste.

Ten years or a hundred years don’t count; a thousand years is the norm.

But at this moment, Song Xinci felt neither joy nor sadness in his heart, only calmness.

Because she found that as the Tongxin Gu was expelled, her mind did not change at all, as if the Tongxin Gu was just a meaningless burden.

If two people really understand each other, why should they be forced to be tied together by external forces?

It turns out that the true meaning of Wang Shenlai's sword energy was to "examine the heart" to see whether his apprentice and Song Xinci had true feelings for each other.

If there is love, removing the Heart-Sharing Gu won't change anything, just like Nangong Feitian and Qingqing back then, even life and death couldn't sever their bond. But if there is no love at all, or if the love isn't deep enough, removing the Heart-Sharing Gu is a good thing, and the two can part ways happily.

Song Xinci's thoughts were clear, and he couldn't help but sigh at the master's superb skills. Even though he had now reached the Hedao realm, it was still difficult for him to guess the other party's thoughts.

Fortunately, such a person is Yun Yi’s master.

Thinking of this, she put on her silk scarf and flew to the Sword Casting Villa, which had become a ruin.

……

Among the ruins.

Wang Shenlai stood in a daze for a long time at the place where his father had just confronted the Heavenly Dao.

Yun Yi finally pulled himself out of the shock of witnessing the Heavenly Dao and comforted his young master, saying, "My condolences."

Wang Shenlai said, "Why should we mourn for death?"

He raised one hand and suddenly a white cloud pen appeared.

"Actually, I've been mistaken all along. The swords forged at the Sword Forging Villa are made of ordinary metals. Even those famous swords, even divine swords, are simply made of better materials."

"However, sword-making shouldn't be limited to ordinary things. The mind can also forge a sword."

"Everything can be destroyed by the laws of nature, but the mind can never be destroyed. Because the mind will only remain in the heart forever!"

After saying that, he waved his brush and drew the swords in his mind in the air.

Innocence, Imperial Decree, New Year's Eve, Rising Sun, Running Clouds, Stepping on the Moon, Peach Blossoms, Walking on Fire...

Yun Yi stood in place, looking at the swords that he had either seen with his own eyes or had seen pictures of in the books of Zongheng Tower. They suddenly appeared vividly in the air.

The Sword-Forging Villa seems to be ruined, but it is still there.

Because Wang Shenlai remembered these swords and had once drawn them himself, he had already memorized them all in his mind.

He paused, a trace of pain flashed across his face, but he still forced himself to draw another stroke.

Eight Bitterness Sword!
That was the sword his mother had sacrificed her life to forge, and it was also the sword his father had cherished most. Wang Shenlai had once believed that in Zhu Yong's eyes, he was far inferior to the Eight Bitter Swords.

Wang Shenlai paused his brush again and actually drew a sword that he had never even seen before.

Nine Difficulties Sword!
This sword only exists in legends. Although no one has ever seen it, Yun Yi feels that it should look like this.

Wang Shenlai paused three times, but unfortunately this time he was bleeding from his mouth and nose and suddenly lost his strength.

Yun Yi reached out to wipe the blood stains for him, but unexpectedly, Wang Shenlai suddenly opened his eyes the next moment, his hair and beard grew longer, and the wrinkles on his face increased visibly.

"Master?!" Yun Yi exclaimed.

The person in front of him was no longer the young Wang Shenlai, but the real sword master in the world!
"Boy, keep an eye on this sword!"

Wang Shenlai's sleeves fluttered, and his brush strokes moved freely. In a blink of an eye, he drew the peerless sword that had once made a stunning appearance in the sword furnace.

All directions will be destroyed!

Yun Yi stared at the magic sword, his master's teachings ringing in his ears.

"See clearly the sword in your hand, and see clearly what the Way of Heaven is! Only then can you truly find the path that belongs to you!"

Wang Shenlai's figure gradually turned transparent. "Xun Jianwen Qing, how much do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)