I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3866 - 1859: Sword Me_2

Chapter 3866: Chapter 1859: Sword Me_2

What was I doing at seventeen or eighteen, perhaps lying in a hospital bed?

At seventeen or eighteen, as the Name Ancestor, what was my fallen body doing, oh, it seemed I had just entered Tiansang Spirit Palace not long ago, and was hitting my head against the wall for one sword, the Fleeting White Clouds!

Geniuses always have stunning insights…

Xu Xiaoshou quickly suppressed his emotional fluctuations.

This Bazhun’an, actually is just that, similar thoughts have always emerged throughout the ages, and there will always be some mavericks who can think of them.

Thinking it is one thing, achieving it is another!

“So then?”

Xu Xiaoshou asked, “What do you want to express, that you’re awesome?”

Bazhun’an shook his head and then nodded: “Back then, I was insignificant, and even when I told Wen Ting, he didn’t care. Later, when he introduced me to Elder You, I was too lazy to speak.”

“But I am a stubborn person, who has already set my path firmly, not changing for the mainstream, nor swayed by external things. I focus on this and start cultivating.”

Did it really begin?

Xu Xiaoshou’s mouth twitched, “How did you start?”

“Cultivation is merely about studying things thoroughly and entering Dao through them.”

“Just like Cen Qiaofu spent half his life chopping wood and understood Dao from day to night, I entered Dao through the sword, so what I know is nothing but savagery, killing, going straight forward.”

“Cultivating me means studying me thoroughly, simply put, it’s about recognizing me.”

“Later, it proved my idea wasn’t too wrong, perhaps it really was ’accurate’…”

Bazhun’an quoted a future insight, then returned to the past: “First recognize me, then cultivate Dao, that’s correct—but the Great Path always teases people, my thought was too naive. Actually, there’s not much time to walk this way, so I can only do both, cultivating Dao while recognizing myself, taking one step at a time.”

He sighed: “Dao achieved, yet I couldn’t fully recognize myself, thus trapped for another thirty years.”

Just thirty years!

What do you want to do, Eighth!

To truly recognize intent, one would need to be trapped in a time predicament, for ten epochs, let alone recognizing oneself?

“In these thirty years, weren’t you cultivating Sword Me? Sword Me is equivalent to recognizing oneself, right?” Xu Xiaoshou felt “Sword Me” was the key point Bazhun’an wanted to express, from listening to his words above, it wasn’t that simple.

“Indeed.”

Bazhun’an first agreed, then said:

“But actually, Sword Me is not just thirty years, from reading the Sword Sutra in the Burial Sword Tomb that year, after such contemplation, it can be considered as beginning.”

“Understanding sword cognition in Kui Leihan’s God Punishment Tribulation was the catalyst, transitioning from sword cognition to Sword Me is the process, everything is the means to visualize the ’Dao’ in the sky, ethereal and illusory as substantial as Cursed Yin’s ’Vanishing Technique’. ”

These words spoken, using the language of Shengshen Continent, combined together, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t quite understand.

He approached from the details: “So over these decades, how do you cultivate ’Sword Me’, or recognize ’Me’?”

Sword Me, not just an advancement of sword cognition, is more of a means for Bazhun’an to visualize his thought at that time.

This point, Xu Xiaoshou understood.

What he’s curious about now is, what is the intention behind Sword Me.

Sword Me distinctly followed Sword Demon, feeling even the name had some plagiarism suspicion, yet now it seems everything is not abrupt, but a premeditation?

Bazhun’an smiled, not answering directly, but said: “You know The Divine, right?”

Nonsense!

But what relation does this have with The Divine?

“You also know ancient martial arts, right?”

Also nonsense!

I practice ancient martial arts well, okay!

I even practiced up to Four Sacrifice, Sacrifice, Sacrifice Spirit, Sacrifice Intent, Sacrifice Me… hmm?

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupil suddenly vibrated, scalp tingling slightly, “I…”

Regarding this “me” word, he is now very sensitive.

Bazhun’an didn’t notice Xu Xiaoshou’s subtle reaction, but reminisced:

“I knew The Divine very early, though we acknowledged each other before the Ten High Nobles battle, the first encounter and fight were actually much earlier, back when exploring Dragon Cave.”

“Early on, The Divine was a bounty hunter, hadn’t leaned on Xiang Yaoyao yet, exhausted resources for practicing ancient martial arts, living very tough, as long as there were missions, he’d take any dirty or exhausting work.”

“He took on a mission, going to Dragon Cave to pull dragon tendons for some descendants of the higher void, to make bowstrings, just at that time, I was visiting Dragon Cave.”

Bazhun’an’s tone was very calm, slow.

Only at such a crucial moment did he exhibit some storytelling talent, giving people a sense of a tale unfolding:

“The Dragon Cave, despite nowadays slightly declining in era, still has many secret zones inside.”

“We met in the ’Lost Awareness Zone’, which was formed after the ancient profound jade dragon fell, able to form a high law consciousness space—Holy Emperor Bai Long possesses half profound jade dragon bloodline.”

“In the Lost Awareness Zone, those who master Intent can break shackles, approach Super Taoism Law above, although only Intent can reach, the body and spirit cannot, it’s still considered a fortune.”

“When The Divine and I met, we both could feel each other’s Dao cultivation was extraordinary, excited by the hunt, without a word, we fought fiercely.”

“The Divine opened from Nine Palaces, Eight Doors, Seven Constellations, advancing to Six Paths, failing to do anything to me, then moved from body to spirit into Intent, until striking into the high law land within the Lost Awareness Zone.”

“If ordinary, opening Four Sacrifice in five regions, he would die without a doubt, but in the Lost Awareness Zone, Intent can transcend with no side effects.”

“That was the first time I saw the ’Sacrifice Me’ among Four Sacrifice.”

Bazhun’an’s face showed a curious expression, somewhat longing, somewhat excited, as if verifying his own thoughts’ feasibility on others, a rare sight of him with such behavior:

“Upon opening Four Sacrifice, I simply couldn’t withstand the overpowering extreme ancient martial arts.”

“I couldn’t even find where The Divine was, where he… his Intent… um, or say, where was The Divine’s ’Me’, nowhere to be found.”

“Yet I could feel fist shadows were everywhere, punches hitting flesh, almost shattering my ’Me’. “

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