After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

A pure white light flowed over his entire body like water.

Lin Chu felt her body sink, and a sense of weightlessness washed over her.

When his vision refocused, he was standing in a vast, empty space.

Beneath my feet was a pure white ground, so smooth that there wasn't a single crack.

Looking up, you can't see the sky; it's all pure white.

There were no landmarks on any side.

It's like being thrown into the center of a giant blank sheet of paper.

Lin Chu took a deep breath and looked ahead.

A stone stands in an open space not far away.

At the top of the rock, a sword is stuck in the ground, with only the hilt showing.

The moment Lin Chu saw the sword, a piece of information appeared out of thin air in her mind.

"Go over there and pull it out."

Lin Chu raised an eyebrow.

This type of test doesn't seem to be mentioned in the materials I've looked at before.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

He stepped up to the stone, and without hesitation, reached out and grasped the hilt of his sword.

A surge of sword intent flowed into his arm.

Unexpected.

He pulled the sword from the stone with almost no resistance.

It's easier than pulling up a radish.

But the moment she pulled it out, Lin Chu was stunned.

There is no sword blade.

This sword has only one hilt.

This feeling is very strange.

The sword hilt offered no resistance, nor did it exert any pressure.

But I felt a sense of bewilderment that was hard to describe.

How should I describe it?

It's roughly like staring at a word you know all too well for too long.

I could still recognize every stroke, but the character suddenly felt unfamiliar and empty.

Lin Chu was in that state at that moment; he didn't know how to hold the sword.

He stood in front of the stone for a long time, gripping the sword hilt.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Memories flipped through my mind page by page.

Soon, an image of a swordsman, reeking of alcohol and dressed in worn-out clothes, appeared in his mind.

Liu Qingyi.

"Young master, would you like to learn swordsmanship?"

"think."

then.

The scene shows a boy practicing the same movements day after day, under the scorching sun and in the dead of night.

Each of the techniques—stab, point, strike, and tease—was repeated countless times.

"Young master, a sword isn't something you think about; it's something you practice. Practice until your hands move before your brain does, then the sword truly becomes your own."

Later, it was in Chang'an City.

Su Henian, a sword cultivator, led his disciples in a fierce battle to provide support.

Holding the sword, he spoke directly to himself: "For us cultivators, this little injury is nothing."

Lin Chu slowly opened her eyes.

Raise the sword hilt.

A sword thrust out.

No spiritual power was used.

He didn't use sword intent either.

Next is the point.

The sword hilt paused slightly, like a drop of ink falling into the void.

collapse.

tease.

Every movement is as simple as a beginner's.

The sword hilt in his palm gradually grew hot with each movement.

Gradually, Lin Chu felt a breeze at her feet.

The wind was coming from the hilt of the sword.

The empty sword blade slowly "grew" out in his hand.

First, there was a very faint outline, then the color deepened, from transparent to light gray, and then from light gray to a bright silver color all over.

After finishing a set of exercises, I looked down.

The sword's blade, like transparent glass, reflected the pure white world and his own face.

In that instant, Lin Chu had a sudden realization.

This test did not examine talent or cultivation level.

It only asked one question.

When you've gone far enough, do you still remember why you picked up the sword in the first place?

The path of Kendo becomes increasingly higher and more complex as one progresses.

Laws, sword intent, killing, and the Great Dao piled up layer upon layer, enough to obscure one's original self.

Many people, in the end, are capable of destroying the world and cleaving mountains and rivers with a single sword, yet they can no longer explain why they wielded their swords in the first place.

Some did it to kill for revenge.

Some did it to prove their faith.

Some are due to fear.

Lin Chu looked down at the sword, feeling the sword dao laws within his body solidify even further.

Beyond the emptiness of cicadas, there is another Daoist meaning, flowing within the body like a stream.

He turned around and put the sword back into the stone.

A portal of light slowly appeared behind him.

by.

Lin Chu stepped out.

The wind from the grassland blows in your face.

Blue sky, green grass, and soft soil beneath your feet.

In the distance, a huge circular building stands silently on the horizon, somewhat like the Colosseum in ancient Rome.

Lin Chu squinted and watched for a while.

The scenery on the second level of the Imperial Road was much more peaceful than he had imagined.

Just as he took out the sensing jade tablet, before he could even infuse it with spiritual power, he sensed several auras rushing towards him from very close range.

The first to arrive was Yu Sheng, followed by the four women, Qi Jun, and Ao Tianxin.

Everyone was unharmed.

Qi Jun was dressed in full armor, looking very proper, except that the hair on the back of his neck had been blown into a mess by the wind.

Lin Chu accepted the jade pendant and nodded in satisfaction.

"What happened?"

Qi Jun was the first to jump out.

"Hey! Third Young Master, you'll never guess."

"As soon as I entered that place, someone who looked exactly like me appeared, even the same knife I was using. He started slashing without saying a word."

"And then?"

"He chopped me down in no time."

Qi Jun continued speaking, still somewhat unsatisfied.

Yu Sheng stood aside and said, "Mine is related to speed."

This guy's test was a perfect fit for his approach.

Liu Ying chuckled: "The rest of us are all sword intent."

Lin Chu nodded.

"It's fine as long as it passes."

Finally, he looked at Ao Tianxin.

The latter snorted and turned his face away.

I won't tell you.

Lin Chu's eyelids twitched, and she took a step closer to her out of curiosity.

Ao Tianxin's lips twitched slightly.

The scene from the test just now resurfaced in my mind.

In the illusion, she stood in an empty palace.

"Master, he is my husband."

Looking at the thing with Cang Yao's face, Ao Tianxin's eyes gradually turned cold as she walked towards her step by step.

Even though I knew it was fake.

But when she saw the look of disappointment on Cang Yao's face, her grip on the knife tightened.

But it only lasted for a moment.

The next second, her knife slashed down.

"How dare you sow discord between us, master and disciple?"

"You deserve to die."

……

Seeing that she still didn't speak, Lin Chu became even more curious.

"Come on, let's get on the carriage and talk."

The phoenix carriage rose into the sky again.

Ao Tianxin was pulled into the inner room by Lin Chu and sat down.

The four sword servants exchanged a glance and tacitly retreated to the outer room.

Lin Chu leaned closer and lowered her voice.

"Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

Ao Tianxin kept a straight face, didn't say anything, and turned her face to the side.

Lin Chu leaned closer, her voice even lower: "The less you tell me, the more I want to know."

Ao Tianxin turned her face toward the window.

Lin Chu wasn't in a hurry, and moved a little closer.

A hand stealthily slipped under her sleeve, accurately gripping her waist, and then moved a few inches upwards.

Gently cover the undulations, your palm feels slightly warm.

Then exert force with all five fingers.

Ao Tianxin's body visibly stiffened for a moment.

My breathing became erratic.

"you……"

Her eyes widened, and she was about to lash out when Lin Chu's breath brushed against her ear.

"Speak quickly."

His voice held a suppressed laugh, and his warm breath filled her ear.

Ao Tianxin bit her lower lip and glared at him.

This guy is getting more and more shameless.

"Take your hand away."

"I won't take it unless you tell me."

She took a deep breath, reached out and pressed down on the restless hand, glared fiercely at Lin Chu, and finally gave in.

"I said."

"I entered that space and saw Cang Yao."

Lin Chu was taken aback.

She stood in front of me and asked me why I was fighting with my own apprentice for a man.

Lin Chu's lips twitched.

"Anything else?"

"He said a lot more," Ao Tianxin said, her expression somewhat unnatural. "It was all provocation."

"So how did you pass?"

Ao Tian raised his chin confidently.

"Dare to sow discord between me and Cang Yao, whether it's true or not, I'll kill them first."

Lin Chu raised her other hand and wiped away non-existent cold sweat from her forehead.

"That's definitely your style."

Ao Tianxin gave a soft snort.

"Satisfied?"

"good."

Although he appeared extremely annoyed, he couldn't bring himself to swat away the mischievous hand.

Instead, when she looked at Lin Chu, her eyes gradually became somewhat seductive.