Simultaneous Transmigration: Inheriting the Legacy of Myriad Worlds

Chapter 436 I understand!
"Avoiding fate and karma, all kinds of shackles bind the true self."

Suddenly, thirteen-year-old Qin Sheng murmured, "Severing the will of Heaven and cutting off cause and effect, only today do I know who I am."

"Once you attain enlightenment, you will see your true self. What fear is there of the old shackles? The shackles of the world are but a dream, formless, without appearance, and without self."

"I got it!"

At this moment, countless sword energies surged forth, their sword intent as radiant as the heavens, forming a sword domain within three feet of Qin Sheng.

Breaths of true solar energy were generated and continuously filled into the major acupoints in Qin Sheng's body. Each acupoint required a total of nine breaths of true energy, and this cycle continued until the acupoints were full of energy. This was the beginning of martial arts, the hundred-day foundation building.

True energy surged like a tide, and the 360 ​​acupoints were instantly completed. The energy channels opened up, the body became strong and healthy, and the foundation-building stage was naturally completed.

boom!
In the darkness, a sound like the creation of heaven and earth seemed to rise. The dantian began to open, and more true qi was generated and accumulated in the dantian, strengthening the qi channels and tempering the body until it reached its peak.

The second step on the path of martial arts, the Qi Accumulation Period, has also been completed.

In terms of both quality and quantity, the true energy accumulated by Qin Sheng was more than twenty-five times that of a Sun Body of the same realm.

Its aura shone brightly, condensing like liquid gold; its volume was as vast as the ocean, boundless and inexhaustible, truly resembling a sacred deity or immortal.

With his eyes slightly closed and his mind blank, Su Wuming, who was lost in thought, was startled awake. He opened his eyes, which were filled with nothingness, and looked at Qin Sheng.

The sword domain was invisible, yet it was crystal clear in Su Wuming's eyes. He was like a divine sun, his light illuminating the empty room.

"It seems that he has directly grasped the root of the law, discovered the true nature of his heart, and obtained the most suitable method for the body of the sun..." Su Wuming had a sudden realization.

Different martial arts cultivate different kinds of internal energy. The internal energy of the Supreme Sword Scripture is sharp, while that of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill is resilient...

At this moment, Su Wuming observed Qin Sheng as if he were the rising sun, shining brightly like the sun, burning away all demons and monsters. The true energy flowing within Qin Sheng's body was so intense, domineering, extremely strong, extremely yang, extremely noble, and extremely precious.

"At the very least, it is a divine skill that directly leads to the Dharma Body realm, or even more."

Without a doubt, in Su Wuming's view, this was yet another piece of strong evidence that Qin Sheng was a reincarnation of a powerful being.

The level of enlightenment one can gain from comprehending the Tathagata of Heaven depends entirely on one's own foundation.

Enlightenment cannot be achieved overnight; one cannot directly comprehend the techniques that lead to the Dharmakaya or legendary realms.

A moment later, his true energy subsided, his magical intent receded, and Qin Sheng opened his eyes, which shone brightly.

"Junior brother, you've finished your comprehension? It seems you've made considerable progress. Congratulations," Su Wuming said calmly.

“That’s right.” Qin Sheng nodded, a look of joy on his face.

"I also want to thank my senior brother for giving me this opportunity."

All kinds of sword energy returned to his body like swallows returning to their nests, and the vast sword intent dissipated into nothingness, as if it had merged with the world.

Previously, Qin Sheng was pulled into the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the first world. After completing the novice mission, he made contact with Su Wuming through Jiang Zhiwei's channels.

Then, Qin Sheng offered empty promises such as the fifth move of the Seven Swords of Intercepting Heaven, Dao Chuan Huan Yu, and Dou Zi Mi, as well as joining the Sword Washing Pavilion and becoming Su Wuming's junior brother, in exchange for a chance to comprehend the first move of the Seven Swords of Intercepting Heaven, Zhan Dao Jian Wo.

Because the flow of time in the first world is too slow, Qin Sheng only completed his comprehension of the Dao of Slaying and Seeing Myself today.

Fortunately, hard work pays off. This time, he gained a lot from his enlightenment, which can be said to have laid the foundation for his path in this world.

Of course, Qin Sheng could not learn this Heaven-Slaying Technique. Whether it was the Seven Heaven-Slaying Swords or the Tathagata Palm, without the general principles, one could not directly learn or use any of the techniques. One could only use them as a starting point to comprehend one's own understanding.

It could be a martial arts technique or a killing move.

Based on this, in future cultivation, one can gradually approach the path of enlightenment or the attainment of Buddhahood, until reaching the other shore.

If someone could learn the techniques of Intercepting Heaven and Tathagata directly without any general principles, then they would most likely be possessed by a Taoist master or a Buddha.

If this happens, it is recommended to lie down and wait to be escorted to the other shore; or wait for the Taoist master or Buddha to revive in your body, and you will eventually be escorted to the other shore.

"Slaying the Dao to see me, truly worthy of the name, directly pointing to the true self, the light of one's nature, and the soul, without asking about anything else," Qin Sheng exclaimed in admiration.

"By comprehending this technique of cutting through the heavens, one can gain the greatest understanding of one's own mind and path, and obtain the most suitable method for oneself."

"For me now, this is far more suitable than spreading the Dao throughout the world."

Qin Sheng coexists with all the myriad worlds and realms, and different civilizations, systems, and wisdoms are all intertwined in his heart.

Compared to the omnipresent sword of space—the Dao that spreads throughout the universe—the sword of the heart that cuts through the Dao and reveals oneself allows Qin Sheng to integrate all his knowledge and start from "self".

"Wash Sword Pavilion, coming here was definitely the right decision."

Although the Seven Swords of Heaven-Slaying cannot be directly cultivated, as long as your talent and realm are sufficient, the methods you comprehend from them are no less than any peerless divine skill in terms of laying a foundation and building a solid foundation.

Jiang Zhiwei and Su Wuming, who cultivated the Supreme Sword Scripture evolved from the One Style Intercepting Heaven, were no weaker than anyone else.

Master Lu didn't even possess any divine skills, yet he still proved the legend by becoming a being of great destiny.

Ultimately, the martial arts style of the early and middle periods of the game determined that no matter what martial arts everyone practiced, their limits would be within a certain range.

Any cultivation method can at most lay the foundation for legend. Further advancement and the other shore depend on oneself, and even more so on "the will of Heaven".

Meng Qi's situation is special. Not everyone can reach the other shore in two or three hundred years. This has nothing to do with what kind of cultivation method one practices; it is purely a matter of human nature.

Even someone as stunning as Yang Jian, with a background as grounded as the Monkey King, took epochs to reach the other shore.

Even if Meng Qi didn't cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts or learn the Primordial Golden Chapter, but instead practiced only the Arhat Fist from beginning to end, he could still advance all the way to the Sleeping Arhat Fist, Guanyin Arhat Fist, and Demon Buddha Arhat Fist.

"What method one adopts and what result one obtains ultimately depends on the person," Su Wuming shook his head.

"Since the founding patriarch established the Sword Washing Pavilion, there have been quite a few predecessors who have comprehended the Dao and seen my true self. However, apart from the Supreme Sword Scripture, they have only obtained three divine skills that directly point to the Dharma body."

"I have gained a lot from studying the Battle Saint Technique that you taught me. If it is in the right hands, it may be able to evolve into a divine skill that can lead to the attainment of the Battle Body."

"Everything must ultimately come down to the word 'appropriate'."

"Yes." Qin Sheng nodded in agreement and then stood up.

"Let's go, senior brother, my cultivation has come to an end."

Su Wuming didn't ask Qin Sheng what he had specifically figured out. He left the divine weapon, the Sword That Slays Me, there, and then the two of them left together.

“Junior brother, your situation is special. You must already have your own plans on how to cultivate; you don’t need anyone else to instruct you,” Su Wuming said.

"After much thought, I believe that allowing you to grow freely is the most appropriate course of action. You can apply for all the sect's resources as long as they are within the rules."

My junior brother, whom I've taken for granted, is suspected to be a "reincarnated Dharma body." Who can teach such a person? And how should he be taught?
We can only let him be.

Anyway, with the binding oath of his natal Dao, Qin Sheng won't cause any harm to the Sword Washing Pavilion, and that's enough.

"Thank you, senior brother." Qin Sheng smiled.

Although this was a good thing, Qin Sheng also seriously suspected that Su Wuming was trying to slack off.

After all, since he was accepting disciples on behalf of his master, he was obligated to pass on the teachings on behalf of his master.

"Does Junior Brother have any solutions to the hidden dangers of the Sun Body?" Su Wuming asked again.

"There's still a year until I turn fourteen. Let's see," Qin Sheng said calmly.

"Perhaps if I just continue on this path normally, the calamity of the sun will naturally be resolved."

The agony of being burned by the flames of the Sun Body was nothing to Qin Sheng; he could suppress it and it wouldn't affect his daily cultivation.

"The sect will do its best to find Taiyin divine materials at the Dharma Body level for you," Su Wuming promised.

He was waiting for Qin Sheng to grow up so that he could take him on a journey to spread the Dao throughout the world. If his junior brother died suddenly a year later, the Sword Washing Pavilion would suffer a huge loss.

Su Wuming has realized that while having Qin Sheng join the Sword Washing Pavilion has its advantages, it also adds many obligations to the sect.

Some things that were once manageable or not manageable have become things that cannot be ignored.

Su Wuming lived alone on a mountain to cultivate, and Qin Sheng also opened up a cave here, seeking peace and quiet.

After parting ways with his junior brother, Qin Sheng strolled among the mountain flowers and hurried back to his cave.

"In terms of understanding the principles of heaven and earth, I am not inferior, but unfortunately, they are not part of a single system. In the definition of cultivation in this world, they are heretics among heretics."

In this world, Qin Sheng naturally had to follow the orthodox path of cultivation, namely the path of Foundation Building, Qi Accumulation, Acupoint Opening, External Realm, and Dharma Body. This is the essence of this world.

"With the technique of 'Severing Heaven,' he integrates the Heavenly Emperor's Jade Book, the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, the Demon Scripture, and other peerless divine skills, as well as otherworldly methods, gradually elevating himself until he attains the true essence of 'Severing Heaven.'"

Upon arriving outside the cave, Qin Sheng caught a glimpse of a pale yellow figure pacing back and forth in the distance, each hand holding a sword. The figure was muttering something to herself, clearly in a state of great distress.

Isn't this my dear junior apprentice Jiang?

"Zhiwei, did you need something?" Qin Sheng's voice reached Xiao Jiang's ears precisely.

Jiang Zhiwei immediately looked up, saw Qin Sheng's youthful face, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked over.

She looked at Qin Sheng, her mouth moved slightly, and finally she bowed and said, "Junior Uncle."

After much deliberation, Jiang Zhiwei still used that name, showing that she had done thorough mental preparation during this period.

Qin Sheng nodded with satisfaction. He thought that Zhiwei was a child who respected her teacher and was virtuous.

But why add "little" to "uncle-master"?

Sixteen-year-old junior apprentice Jiang, you can't casually judge a thirteen-year-old senior apprentice.

"It seems you have something to say. Let's talk inside my cave." Qin Sheng led his junior disciple, Xiao Jiang, inside and closed the door behind him.

On the other side, Su Wuming, who was cultivating, sensed all of this but did nothing.

He knew very well that there was a secret between his disciple and his junior brother, which was very likely related to the death of Qingjing of Xuantian Sect.

Suddenly, Su Wuming's eyelids twitched slightly. Qin Sheng had shielded his cave, so outsiders couldn't perceive what was happening inside or know what the two of them were doing.

Is this deliberately targeting me?
"I really never imagined that you would become my senior uncle." Even though some time has passed, Jiang Zhiwei is still in a daze about it.

My fair-skinned, petite junior brother has suddenly transformed into a fair-skinned, petite, yet dignified senior uncle.

"There's a special reason for this, you'll find out later," Qin Sheng said with a smile.
"In short, I am now a member of the Sword Washing Pavilion."

"This is what my master asked me to bring." Jiang Zhiwei handed over the long sword in her left hand.

"Evening Star Sword, this is one of the swords that my grandmaster used when he was traveling around the world. It was used by those who had just reached the Enlightenment stage and is a top-grade weapon."

Qin Sheng took the longsword, flicked his fingers, and the Evening Star Sword was drawn with a clang, its dazzling starlight captivating the eye.

"A fine sword," Qin Sheng praised.

Even if it's not good, it's still a good thing that it's a master's heirloom. Besides, this sword is definitely a top-grade weapon among sharp weapons.

In this world, the worst weapons are of the ordinary grade, which are generally used by street thugs and people at the bottom of the martial arts world.

A weapon of exceptional quality is a hundred-times-refined artifact, something that ordinary sect disciples or martial arts figures of some standing can possess.

The next level up is the "sharp weapon" level, which only martial arts masters or core disciples of prestigious sects have a chance to obtain.

Each weapon requires not only precious metals and other materials, but also special flames such as earth fire that can be manipulated with powerful true qi. It is forged through countless hammerings and forgings, which has transcended the realm of ordinary weapon forging. Some of them can be considered as weapon forging through cultivation.

Items of the sharpest quality also possess their own unique characteristics.

Some rings can breathe fire or paralyze, while some bracelets can calm the mind and soothe the nerves.

According to Qin Sheng's perception, this night-blooming sword, besides being able to cut through iron like mud, also had a dazzling starlight when it was drawn, and could also shake people's spirit to a certain extent. It was a minor top-grade item with two attributes.

“Given your status, Junior Uncle, the sect will prepare a treasured weapon for you once your cultivation level rises,” Jiang Zhiwei explained, afraid that Qin Sheng might feel dissatisfied.

“I understand,” Qin Sheng nodded.

Above sharp weapons lies treasured weaponry, capable of drawing upon the power of heaven and earth.

"Has word of my situation spread throughout the sect?" Qin Sheng asked casually.

"Yes," Jiang Zhiwei replied affirmatively.

"Everyone knows about you, Junior Uncle, and everyone is very curious."

It's baffling that someone with a life-threatening physique could suddenly rise to a high-ranking position in the Sword Washing Pavilion.

Many people, though they didn't say it aloud, felt in their hearts that Su Wuming might have gone mad and become confused.

"Soon everyone will truly get to know me," Qin Sheng said with a smile.

Once he travels the world, ascends to the top of the list of heroes, and becomes famous throughout the land, all doubts and misunderstandings will disappear, and only praise will remain.

"After the last reincarnation mission ended and we left the reincarnation space, did anything happen at Shaolin Temple?" Qin Sheng asked.

"Qingjing is dead." Jiang Zhiwei's small face was full of solemnity.

"After we left the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Qingjing tried to reveal this matter to the elders of the Xuantian Sect, but was ultimately killed."

"The Taoist Shouzhuo of the Xuantian Sect was a master-level expert, but he could only watch Qingjing die before his eyes and could do nothing. Even the Arhat Jianglong was unable to find any clues afterward."

"Qingjing? This is within my expectations." Qin Sheng nodded.

"Although this person is a bit arrogant, he is not a bad person at heart. However, he is irritable and reckless and does not know how to be low-key. Even if he does not die in Shaolin Temple, he will reveal the matter of the Six Paths of Reincarnation after returning to Xuantian Sect. Even the peerless divine weapon, the Time Blade, cannot protect him."

In a world where there are emanations of Buddhas and deities, and myths and legends of Taoist and Buddhist deities, most people would immediately assume that a powerful being is behind something like the cycle of reincarnation when they encounter such a thing.

Qingjing comes from the Xuantian Sect, has the Time Blade to suppress him, and has the second strongest person on the Earth Ranking as his sect leader. How could he tolerate this?
"Sigh." Jiang Zhiwei sighed. Even someone as carefree as her couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow.

"As it turns out, even a living Arhat like the Venerable Kongwen couldn't possibly detect the existence of the Six Paths of Reincarnation," Qin Sheng said earnestly.

"So Zhiwei, let's not think about escaping the Six Paths of Reincarnation for the time being. Let's make good use of that space to become stronger."

“You’re right, we must use the swords in our hands to fight for a sliver of hope.” Jiang Zhiwei’s eyes were firm, then she asked with concern:
"Junior Uncle, is there a solution for your solar body?"

"The Six Paths can solve this directly, but it requires completing a special mission, which is impossible in a short time," Qin Sheng reassured Jiang Zhiwei.

"My senior brother and I have discussed it and we have a clue. You don't need to worry about me."

"Junior Uncle, I will do my best to help you in the cycle of reincarnation." Jiang Zhiwei said sincerely.

In the previous cycle of missions, Qin Sheng demonstrated strength, courage, diligence, and resilience, proving himself to be a perfect swordsman.

Jiang Zhiwei had a very good impression of him.

Furthermore, now that Qin Sheng has transformed into her senior uncle, it's even less likely that her junior niece, Xiao Jiang, would abandon him.

"Have you tried to memorize your martial arts skills?" Qin Sheng asked.
"Memorize as many martial arts techniques as possible, then sell them to the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation in exchange for merit points, which can be used to improve yourself as much as possible. Don't feel any psychological burden."

"Anyway, the Sword Washing Pavilion has many martial arts techniques obtained from outside, which are not unique to the sect. Selling them will not be considered a leak of the sect's heritage."

One must have a flexible bottom line. If you don't take it and I don't take it, how can the Sword Washing Pavilion grow stronger?

Jiang Zhiwei looked troubled. Seeing this, Qin Sheng said seriously:
"In the name of the late sect leader's last disciple, I order you to memorize martial arts techniques not passed down within the sect, and to promote and sell them to the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, so as to improve yourself as soon as possible."

"Zhiwei, you don't want your martial uncle to lose his life during the reincarnation mission, do you?"

Jiang Zhiwei finally agreed. Her eyes darted around, and she whispered:

"Junior Uncle, may I spar with you in swordsmanship?"

She couldn't forget the swordsmanship Qin Sheng had displayed during the last reincarnation mission.

Without relying on internal energy or physical strength, he can kill a master swordsman with pure swordsmanship. For someone of Qin Sheng's age, his swordsmanship can be described as divine.

"A sword duel? Sure." Qin Sheng readily agreed, and his martial uncle's lesson began.

Ding!
Both the Evening Star Sword and Jiang Zhiwei's White Rainbow Piercing the Sun Sword gleamed with a cold light, but the latter suddenly stopped because Qin Sheng's sword had already landed on Xiao Jiang's brow.

"Too slow."

Sheathed his sword, struck again, and the sword that pierced the sun with a white rainbow was deflected.

"Too soft."

The Evening Star Sword was thrust out, knocking the White Rainbow Piercing the Sun back into Jiang Zhiwei's hand. Jiang's eyes were resolute; she did not give up. The sword blossomed, but was pierced through the heart of the flower, pointing straight at her heart.

"Too chaotic."

Jiang Zhiwei attacked again, and Qin Sheng gave her the opportunity to display her complete sword technique, then struck at her weaknesses one by one.

"Too many weaknesses."

Half an hour later, Jiang Zhiwei's yellow dress was soaked with a thin layer of sweat. She knelt on the ground, panting heavily, her face flushed, but her eyes were unusually bright.

The Evening Star Sword was drawn again, landing on Junior Nephew Jiang and striking her acupoints. The true energy of the sun flowed into her body, invigorating her muscles and bones and circulating her qi and blood.

"Hmm..." Xiao Jiang exclaimed, then immediately covered her mouth in embarrassment. She felt more relaxed than ever before, and actually condensed two acupoints.

“Go back now. If you can handle the blow, you can come see me every day from now on.”

"Junior Martial Aunt, thank you," Jiang Zhiwei said softly, and then hurriedly left because of her disheveled appearance.

Qin Sheng smiled and said, "I beat up my junior apprentice Jiang, and she should thank me."

After Jiang Zhiwei left Qin Sheng's cave, the mountain breeze made her feel slightly cold, so she quickly ran back.

Su Wuming's breathing returned to normal; it turned out they were practicing swordsmanship.

(P.S.: Although I didn't visit relatives today, they came to my house. That's all for now, but it's already reached 11,000 words. Please vote for me!)
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