194: Chapter 194 Teaching the Way of the Sword!

Gu Yan retracted his gaze, mentally reviewing the matter regarding Shen Qingyi once more.

The strangeness of this woman's fate was something he had only seen once in his life.

Even the haotian mirror could not deduce her origins; she was either the Reincarnation of an Immortal Emperor or had an Immortal Emperor standing behind her.

Regardless of which it was, she was not someone to be trifled with.

Gu Yan thought for a moment and felt it didn't matter.

He would have to face existences at the Immortal Emperor level sooner or later anyway.

As for whether he could or should take Shen Qingyi as a Disciple, he would decide when the time came.

If she truly was a pawn placed by someone else, he would naturally have the confidence to deal with it once he stepped into the Immortal King Realm.

If she was simply a heaven-sent genius driven by Luck, then taking her as a Disciple wouldn't be a loss.

It was still too early to think about these things.

Gu Yan shook his head, put away the haotian mirror, closed his eyes to focus, and continued to Cultivate.

Spring and autumn alternated, and the seasons shifted.

Within the Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, time passed silently like flowing water.

Gu Yan sat there for ten years.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already at the Golden Immortal Eighth Level.

Gu Yan raised his hand, and the haotian mirror reappeared before him, reflecting the scenes of the Cangwu Realm.

The light and shadows in the mirror shifted, and Shen Qingyi's figure gradually became clear.

Ten years ago, Shen Qingyi's martial dao aura was as sharp as a blade, showing its full edge.

Now, her aura had gained a sense of harmony and fluidity.

Upon her martial dao Foundation, another completely different cultivation path had emerged: the path of Qi Refining.

Gu Yan raised an eyebrow slightly and observed closely.

This woman had already transitioned from the martial dao to the immortal dao, converting her entire martial cultivation into a Qi Refining Foundation; her Realm had remarkably reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

She was only one step away from Core Formation.

Ten years.

From knowing nothing about the immortal dao to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

And this was in a Mortal Realm like the Cangwu Realm where Spiritual Qi was sparse.

Gu Yan couldn't help but feel emotional.

The speed of this woman's cultivation was truly like using a cheat code.

If she were placed in the Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, her achievements might not be inferior to his own.

However, emotions aside, there was no rush to take her as a Disciple.

He was currently at the Golden Immortal Eighth Level, still some distance from the Immortal King Realm.

It wouldn't be too late to speak with her once he stepped into the Immortal King Realm.

Having made up his mind, Gu Yan put away the haotian mirror.

He stood up, his gaze sweeping across the entire Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven.

Within the grotto-heaven, Spiritual Qi was as dense as a misty sea.

The Disciples of the Taiyi Dao Sect and the members of the Heaven and Earth Great Love Family Alliance each stayed in their places, either cultivating, comprehending the Dao, or breathing in Spiritual Qi; all had made progress.

Gu Yan used his mind to perceive and check each one.

Unexpectedly, not a single person had remained stagnant.

Gu Yan retracted his mind and nodded slightly.

It made sense.

This grotto-heaven had the chaos green lotus phantom dao seed and the nine-qi chaoyuan tree constantly producing Innate Spiritual Qi day and night; the density of the qi far surpassed any other blessed land in the outside world.

In such an environment, even a pig could Cultivate something worthwhile over a long period of time.

Not to mention these people were all cultivating the Hunyuan One Qi Dao Scripture.

However, cultivation Realm was one thing, while combat methods were another.

Even with a profound Realm and vast dharma power, one would eventually suffer a great loss when fighting others if they lacked powerful combat methods.

This principle was like having the strength of a thousand pounds but not knowing how to throw a punch, merely wasting energy in vain.

With a thought, Gu Yan's voice spread throughout the entire grotto-heaven world:

"I am Daoist Changsheng."

"Ten days from now, I shall lecture on the Dao at the summit of Mount Buzhou."

"This time, the lecture will be on the Sword Dao."

"All within my grotto-heaven who have a heart for the Dao may come to listen."

After speaking, Gu Yan retracted his mind, closed his eyes to rest, and waited for the ten-day period.

As soon as his voice fell, figures began to arrive one after another at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

Ten days passed quickly, and Gu Yan appeared on a prayer mat at the very top of Mount Buzhou's summit.

The lecturer had arrived, and the listeners were all gathered.

Gu Yan's gaze swept over the crowd.

Without wasting words, he began the lecture:

"The sword is a tool of slaughter."

"However, the cultivation of the Sword Dao lies not in the sharpness of the tool, but in the clarity of the heart."

"If the heart is not clear, the sword has no master. If the sword has no master, then strength has no place to be applied."

Gu Yan was now at the Golden Immortal Eighth Level; as he lectured on the Sword Dao, every word naturally contained the principles of the sword.

This was no longer just a transmission of knowledge.

The listeners felt that as those words entered their ears, they seemed to transform into invisible swords, carving themselves directly into their Divine Souls.

It wasn't just hearing them; it was as if their bodies were being infused with Sword Intent.

As each sentence fell, it was like planting a seed of the Sword Dao within their Sea of Consciousness.

That feeling was mysterious to the extreme.

Gu Yan lectured on the sword, starting from the principles of the sword.

He went from shallow to deep, progressing layer by layer.

When he reached the most subtle points, he would casually raise a hand, and a strand of Sword Qi would emerge from his fingertip, slicing through the void and leaving a sword mark that did not dissipate for a long time.

The Sword Intent contained within that sword mark caused everyone present to tremble in their souls.

This lecture lasted for an entire year.

Throughout the year, Gu Yan did not stop for a single moment.

He went from the Foundation of the Sword Dao to the entry path of the Supreme Sword Dao Great Divine Ability.

From controlling the sword with Qi, to controlling the sword with the Spirit, and then to controlling the sword with the Heart—where the sword is the heart, and the heart is the sword.

He lectured in detail, yet without being tedious.

When Gu Yan finished the final principle of the sword, his voice stopped abruptly.

A silence fell over the mountain summit.

Everyone was still immersed in the mysteries of the Sword Dao, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

As the crowd gradually woke from their state of enlightenment, Gu Yan slowly stood up.

"This lecture concludes here."

"Since you have entered my grotto-heaven and obtained this Opportunity, do not neglect your cultivation."

After saying this, his figure shifted slightly and dissipated like mist above the mountain summit.

Coming without a shadow, leaving without a trace.

The crowd came to their senses and stood up together, bowing toward the direction where Gu Yan had just been sitting.

"We respectfully see off Longevity Dao Lord."