100: Sword Power
Through the sound of the wind, Han Yi vaguely heard the content of their argument, which seemed to be about snatching a bowl of "talisman water" that had spilled on the ground.
Han Yi stopped and looked into the distance, only to see the winner impatiently bending down to lick the earthy brown "talisman water" that had spilled onto the ground and mixed with muddy water.
His heart suddenly turned cold.
Gushen Sect, "talisman water", strange illness...
Although the people in the Gushen Sect's group were all ordinary people with comprehensive strengths of '1~3', there was a faint feeling of something being wrong...
Fortunately, Manager Wang said this strange illness couldn't infect Martial Artists...
But this is not something a small Lianxue Stage Martial Artist like me can solve...
This kind of thing needs tall people like the Wang Family, Huang Family, Qianye Sect, and Crimson Flame Sect to step up...
Han Yi's mind was in a mess; he had no clue about these matters.
After looking from afar for a few glances, he turned around and left. Standing there was too conspicuous, and he still had a lot of things to deal with. He didn't want to cause trouble yet.
"Ah!!"
He had only walked a few steps when he suddenly heard a mournful scream.
"Someone's dead!!"
Then came a series of shouts, screams, and sounds of running.
Han Yi quickened his pace and walked towards Heyue Ward. He still had the Talismans for removing evil qi in his pocket and needed to quickly remove the evil qi from Bai Sanren's body.
Bai Family Courtyard
"Ho!"
Han Yi's clear and transparent voice rang out. The 'Evil Dispelling Talisman' in his hand immediately shone with golden light. The entire Talisman paper was glittering with golden light, looking extremely miraculous.
He held the 'Evil Dispelling Talisman' between his fingers and approached Bai Sanren's back.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
Before the 'Evil Dispelling Talisman' even touched the bruised area, it made sizzling sounds, like raw meat with blood water being placed in a hot oil pan.
"Yi Gege, slow down... Will this hurt Grandpa Bai...?"
Qian Xue reminded him timidly from the side.
"It's fine. To cure a chronic illness, one needs strong medicine. Han Boy, just perform it boldly..."
Bai Sanren lay on the bed, gritting his teeth and speaking.
At this time, the black palm print on his back, which was originally the size of a bowl, had expanded by a circle, reaching the size of a head. Moreover, as time passed, faint wisps of black qi were escaping from it, and Bai Sanren's complexion was also much paler than before.
Slap!
Han Yi didn't reply. He recalled the method of using the 'Evil Dispelling Talisman' in his mind and quickly placed the Talisman in the center of the palm print.
"Mmm..."
Bai Sanren let out a low cry of pain.
Hiss, hiss!
Just like the remaining snow exposed to the midday sun in the third month of spring, a large amount of black qi rose from the palm print and disappeared.
At the same time, the 'Evil Dispelling Talisman', which was originally glittering with golden light, also dimmed. As the black qi was completely removed, the 'Evil Dispelling Talisman' no longer possessed its initial miraculousness. The Talisman paper became old and fragile, covered with cracks, as if it would break with a touch.
As the black qi on Bai Sanren's body dissipated, the skin and flesh around the edge of the palm print gradually returned to a healthy bronze color, and some color returned to his face.
"Whoosh..."
Han Yi let out a long breath.
The activation of this 'Evil Dispelling Talisman' was very special; it required him to activate his vital blood for a long time until the evil qi completely disappeared before he could stop.
The process of removing the evil qi from Bai Sanren's body consumed a lot of Han Yi's qi and blood, and his heart began to beat rapidly.
Unfortunately, if only this evil qi could be absorbed by the System...
Han Yi sighed in his heart. He had tried it just now, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; the System couldn't absorb this evil qi.
Perhaps the System can only absorb the evil qi from Yins and You?
He guessed in his heart.
"Han Boy, this time, I owe you a lot..."
Bai Sanren slowly opened his eyes. He first comforted the anxious Qian Xue, then turned his head and said to Han Yi.
"It's nothing, just a small effort. I've received a lot of care from Sanren Bai on weekdays as well."
Han Yi smiled slightly, his face calm and composed.
"Hmm..."
Bai Sanren paused, as if thinking about something.
Then, he spoke again: "Han Boy, have you comprehended Sword Intent?"
"Sword Intent?"
Han Yi was a little confused.
"Uh..."
"The so-called Sword Intent is not a Move, but it surpasses Moves. It is a kind of Aura condensed by a Martial Artist's sword Moves after countless refinements and shedding the impurities!"
Bai Sanren pondered for a moment and spoke.
"..."
Seeing that Han Yi was still a bit confused, Bai Sanren spoke again: "Go masters, when playing, can often anticipate and plan the trajectory of the game in advance. So over time, the playing style of these go masters gradually no longer adheres to the records in the 'go manuals', but instead innovates. A single brilliant Move obtained by chance can make the opponent lose their armor and flee in disarray!
"As victories accumulate, a confident and powerful Aura will naturally arise in go masters, and those playing against the master will develop thoughts of being unable to resist because of this Aura.
"Therefore, simply put, Sword Intent is like the 'shi' (momentum/potential) in go. By cultivating a certain sword technique to the pinnacle, one's sword technique reaches the Realm of 'being born from sword Moves, but not being constrained by individual Moves and forms'!
"Just now, when that Hungry Tiger pounced on me, you clearly closed your eyes and couldn't observe your surroundings, yet you were able to anticipate the enemy and injure that Hungry Tiger one step ahead...
"This level must be the Realm of great accomplishment in sword Moves and initial formation of Sword Intent!"
When he said this, the look in Bai Sanren's eyes when he looked at Han Yi changed instantly, as if he had seen a rare unpolished jade, his eyes burning with passion.
He believed that when Han Yi used the Xuan Tie Sword, his premonitory swordsmanship, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, was precisely a manifestation of entering the Realm of Sword Intent!
Because if Sword Intent is fully formed, a person's Aura will merge with the sword's Aura, flowing continuously like water, creating a strong mental pressure on the enemy, achieving the effect of subduing the enemy without fighting!
But even if Han Yi had initially comprehended Sword Intent, it was astonishing enough!
After his closest people left, Bai Sanren painstakingly searched for a successor to improve the Bai Family Swordplay in An Yan City, but for more than ten years, no one at Han Yi's age had reached such a Realm. Even he himself, when he was Han Yi's age, had not reached this Realm!
Therefore, he had painstakingly searched for dozens of so-called sword technique geniuses before and after, but those so-called geniuses were at best slightly more perceptive than ordinary Martial Artists, and they were far inferior to himself, completely unable to enter his eyes.