The Long Journey to Immortality

"That's all?"

The thought flashed through Han Lu's mind, but what happened the next moment made her immediately banish this "contemptuous" thought from her mind.

These sword gusts, barely enough to provide shade, seemed to have been endowed with indestructible power by Fang Lin, easily and neatly slicing the three demonic beasts charging at the forefront into several pieces.

However, this invisible sword wind did not become "dull" because of these cuts, and continued to move through the monster horde as an invisible killer.

Anyone who comes into contact with this sword wind, whether it's a six-legged dragon or a heavily armored earth dragon, will either die or be seriously injured.

Finally, the several sword gusts that traversed the entire beast horde disappeared completely from this world after slicing through two towering trees that were a thousand years old.

In the blink of an eye, blood and severed limbs covered the ground.

If Han Lu hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have imagined that Fang Lin could cause such terrifying damage with such a simple move.

Witnessing this scene, Han Lu didn't immediately learn anything or comprehend any true meaning of swordsmanship. She simply asked herself, "Is this the strength of Fang Lin, a Nascent Soul cultivator, or the strength of Fang Lin, the number one swordsman of the ancient era?"

The two names have slightly different titles, but they have different meanings for Han Lu, who wants to learn about academic matters.

If this move was executed by Fang Lin, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, then it would be an overwhelming force, a mere crushing of spiritual power and realm. Even if Han Lu watched it a thousand times, she wouldn't be able to learn a single useful thing from it.

If it was Fang Lin, the number one sword cultivator, who used the sword technique, then there would be a traceable pattern. However, Han Lu, who was at the Foundation Establishment stage, might be able to learn some basics from this skillful technique and enhance her understanding of the true meaning of the sword.

Based on what Fang Lin had said to Feng Jiao and the others, as well as her own wishful thinking, Han Lu was more inclined to believe the latter.

Within three breaths, his comrades were either cut into pieces or seriously injured, which caused the two demonic beasts, who were originally thinking of retreating, to be blinded by hatred.

The two of them flanked Fang Lin from the left and right.

The opponent's fighting spirit was so strong that it took Han Lu a lot of time to catch up with him.

She believed that if she were in the other person's position, she would only choose one of the two paths: surrender or escape.

"Perhaps it's because of his low intelligence and deep-seated hatred," Han Lu muttered to herself, then continued to observe Fang Lin, hoping he would come up with something simpler and newer.

Facing two demonic beasts at the Transformation Realm, Fang Lin remained as relaxed as before.

He slowly took a step forward, but in Han Lu's and everyone else's eyes, it was as if he had instantly stepped forward and ambushed the two beasts.

Then, he slowly swung the spirit sword in his hand.

The movement was so slow that even an ordinary person could clearly see the trajectory of the sword.

But this sword strike gave Han Lu and many other onlookers a certain feeling.

"Although this sword strike was slow, it felt like there was no way to dodge it."

"even……"

"I feel like this sword is somehow attractive."

Just as Han Lu sensed, although both Golden Core cultivators saw the simple and unadorned sword sweeping towards them, they both tried to dodge.

But in their eyes, this sword strike seemed to split into a hundred spiritual swords, blocking all their options for dodging and evading.

There was no other way; in this situation, the only option was to rely on one's "internal strength" to tough it out.

The dark armor on the earth dragon emitted a faint light and became three times harder.

The six-legged dragon twisted its body, using a natural divine ability to condense a faint light screen at its vital parts.

However, what Han Lu considered to be quite clever methods were nothing more than petty tricks that Fang Lin found beneath him.

The sword continued to sweep, but this time, the profound sword intent from before no longer had any effect; it became a simple matter of overwhelming the opponent with the powerful magic weapon in hand.

When facing defensive supernatural powers and spells of this caliber, a magic weapon of the Spirit Treasure level can only be described with one word: utterly crushing.

With overwhelming force, Fang Lin's spirit sword easily sliced ​​the earth dragon blocking the front in half, just like the scene when those sword gusts had just defeated numerous Foundation Establishment stage demonic beasts.

The six-legged serpent was slightly luckier; its defensive magic had a touch of illusion, which actually worked to some extent when Fang Lin was distracted.

Fang Lin's sword finger severed its three legs, turning this six-legged dragon, comparable to a Golden Core cultivator, into a three-legged dragon.

In a single encounter, facing two demonic beasts at the Golden Core level, the result was one dead and one wounded.

Fang Lin's strength gave Han Lu a more intuitive understanding of the concept of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

After being seriously injured, the six-legged snake still tried to escape, but Feng Jiao, who was watching from the sidelines, did not give him the chance.

With a father who is a phoenix and a mother who is a fire phoenix, Feng Jiao possesses the bloodlines of two phoenixes. After reaching adulthood and the stage of transformation, she can naturally use some simple fire phoenix supernatural powers.

Two streams of Fire Phoenix True Flame, which Han Lu could also unleash, were thrown out by Feng Jiao and struck the six-legged dragon, which was already half dead, squarely.

As the true flames ignited, the six-legged serpent, already severely weakened, was burned to ashes within three breaths, becoming the first demon beast killed by Feng Jiao.

After doing all this, Feng Jiao's hands trembled slightly. Seeing Xiao Hui's surprised look, Feng Jiao offered an explanation.

"I remember that among the monsters that attacked us that day was a six-legged dragon."

"I suppose my father would have wanted me to do the same."

Fang Lin nodded, clearly satisfied with Feng Jiao's performance.

Once the battle was over, Han Lu casually cast a spell.

This was the first time she had deliberately used this technique in the Moon Pearl World.

Despite being merely an observer, Han Lu successfully released the spell.

The moment the spell took effect, the entire Moon Pearl world came to a standstill.

Chapter 335 Enlightenment of the Sword

Manipulating the timeline of the Moon Pearl world—fast-forwarding, slowing down, rewinding, and stopping the scenes—is one of the few things Han Lu discovered she could do in this world after mastering how to use the Moon Pearl.

Before Fang Lin's battle, she had only used the fast-forward function in order to skip the "watered-down" parts as quickly as possible within the four hours in the Moon Pearl World, get into the main story, and gain opportunities by watching historical scenes.

At this moment, an unexpected opportunity finally came to Han Lu, and she was finally able to use other magic seals and the other functions of the Moon Pearl to repeatedly play and slow down this key plot, so as to savor more useful things from Fang Lin's two sword techniques.

Diligence leads to mastery, and even a slow bird can start flying early.

Han Lu was certain that her talent in swordsmanship was far inferior to Fang Lin's, but she believed that as long as she spent time repeatedly studying and combining the first-hand secrets and experience that Fang Lin had taught her, she would definitely be able to learn something useful from these two sword moves.

Looking at the frozen figures around her, Han Lu slowly approached Fang Lin's location and murmured to herself.

"Even if I can't learn the essence of Senior Fang Lin's sword techniques, learning some basics will be enough for me, who is only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment."

"Perhaps I can even glean some true essence of swordsmanship from it, allowing me to achieve a minor level of mastery over a certain technique."

There is about half an hour left before the Moon Pearl's energy is exhausted and Han Lu is forcibly expelled from the Moon Pearl world.

However, Han Lu was not in a hurry.

Like the Foolish Old Man Who Moved Mountains, she still has countless four-hour periods, like next month, the month after that, and so on.

"Surely you can't possibly watch these two sword techniques a thousand or ten thousand times and still not grasp the basics?"

Han Lu touched the wisp of wine-red hair on her head, trying to banish this "defeatist" thought from her mind.

When time paused, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators had just stepped out of the sentry array and were bowing to Fang Lin in gratitude.

The rest of the group were also whispering and discussing the exquisite details of the two sword techniques that Fang Lin had used.

Han Lu wasn't in a hurry to rewind time. Instead, she first approached the slain Earth Dragon in the Transformation Realm to examine its fatal wounds.

Everything has a cause and effect.

Fang Lin's moves seemed simple, but they were actually profound and unpredictable. Han Lu naturally chose to first look at the obvious result and try to analyze some clues from this simple thing.

She bent down and looked for a long time, her expression becoming serious.

"It felt like I was looking at a math problem," Han Lu recalled some strange things she had seen in the ancient cultivation realm. "The answer was clearly very simple, just the number 1, but looking at the problem and the solution process from the other side was like reading gibberish..."

"It's like I'm in that situation right now."

With a sigh, Han Lu stood up and looked at the sword in Fang Lin's hand again, finally gaining some more insights.

"I think I've seen this sword before. No, it should be lying in my storage bag."

Han Lu remembered clearly that among the many spiritual treasures she brought out from the ancient cultivation secret realm, there was this silver-gray spiritual sword.

"It seems that this spirit sword is compatible with the Seven Kill Sword Technique. If I return to the Zhengyi Sect in the future and the sect asks me to choose a spirit treasure to keep, I should choose this one."

After spending ten minutes, all she gained was this one thing unrelated to swordsmanship and techniques. Han Lu's first step in exploring the mysteries of Fang Lin's swordsmanship was a complete failure.

With no other option, Han Lu had to obediently use the Moon Pearl as a "cheat code," activating the hand seals to reverse time in the Moon Pearl world, bringing the story back to the moment when Fang Lin attacked the numerous demons.

This time, having known the story's development and outcome beforehand, Han Lu deliberately chose a better vantage point to watch the battle, allowing herself to appreciate Fang Lin's two sword techniques from another perspective.

Slow down, slow down, and slow down again.

It was only a matter of ten breaths, but Han Lu stared for a full three minutes before witnessing the six-legged snake in the Transformation Realm die at Feng Jiao's hands once again.

Slow motion allows Han Lu's eyes to capture more details in a shorter time.

"It seems..." Han Lu rested her chin on her hand, savoring the thought, "...it has a bit of the flavor of the Splitting Technique."

Of the many word techniques in the Seven Kill Sword Technique, Han Lu only made some progress in the "Point Word Technique." As for the other word techniques, he either only reached the level of superficial and random application, or he simply knew the names but could not understand any of their meanings.

Therefore, when watching Fang Lin display his sword techniques, Han Lu can only make a rough judgment and cannot be sure whether her judgment is correct.

"Lets see."

Han Lu felt she was starting to get the hang of it; at least she had determined whether the problem in front of her was testing her knowledge of "trigonometric functions" or "limits and derivatives," and she had a general direction for solving it.

Rewind time again, playing back the scene that lasted no more than ten breaths. Han Lu crossed her arms and stared intently at Fang Lin's every move.

One attempt, to no avail.

Go back and try again.

The second attempt was unsuccessful.

carry on.

……

In half an hour, Han Lu watched this segment thirteen times, finally managing to grasp something that was hard to explain.

Just as she was about to see the fourteenth time to confirm her idea, the Moon Pearl's energy was completely exhausted at that moment.

After a brief bout of dizziness, when Han Lu opened her eyes again, she was back in a simple inn in a village on the outskirts of Dongzhou Prefecture.

In the distance, the rays of the setting sun had already crossed the horizon.

Beneath the windowsill, the elderly couple were also sleeping peacefully under the "protection" of the warm firelight provided by Han Lu.