Chapter 62 Ice, Frost, Snow, a New Sword Intent

lowed by a huge hole, floating up and down, unable to break free.Her eyebrows were suddenly tapped.She came to herself, mumbling, "Master""Don't think about it anymore, if you keep thinking, you'll be...[...]

Lin Qi hurried to sit cross-legged in the snowdrift, beginning to meticulously ponder every detail of Qingyun Zhenjun's sword strike in her mind.

Besides the sword intent of killing, what else is there

Ice, frost, snow… wind, thunder!

Thunder!

Lin Qi suddenly realized!

Qing Yun Zhenjun's sword was imbued with killing intent, but unlike her own sharp and frenzied aura, it carried a sense of righteous majesty and solemnity.

If it weren't for the instant when sword energy descended and an aura of killing intent exploded, she wouldn't have been able to taste the murderous intent within it at all.

Therefore, the Master used two sword intents fused together, mutually checking each other's weaknesses and bringing out power that was several times stronger than a normal display!

But Qingyun Zhenjun didn't send her to the Eight Pillar Heavenly Thunder Ladder of Zhonglei Peak, instead he sent her to Kongxue Valley.

"Doesn't this mean the master wants me to comprehend sword intent based primarily on the Ice Spirit Root, and then merge it with the Killing Sword Intent When the two sword intents are unleashed together, their power will far surpass a simple one plus one equals two!"

Understanding Qingyun Zhenjun's meaning, Lin Qi began to cultivate with vigor.

She is no longer afraid of the cold.

He sat cross-legged in the middle of the snow, allowing the flying snowflakes to lash him.

She closed her eyes, trying again and again to move the qi within her body.

Unbound by spiritual constraints, she remained unhurried, silently reciting the Cleansing Spirit Mantra.

Gradually, Lin Qi's emotions calmed down. Her mind emptied of everything, and the surroundings became quiet and serene.

Even the sound of falling snow was clearly audible.

Snowflakes fall from the sky, blanketing the earth in a vast expanse of white. The frost is hidden beneath the snow, its rugged peaks and valleys resembling mountains tumbling down.

Between heaven and earth, there is only this single brushstroke of white.

Yuan Xi, seeing this, suddenly felt like practicing swordplay.

She held a long sword, her swordsmanship graceful and fierce. Qi flowed smoothly as she wielded it, sweeping the sword in a circle that sent snowflakes swirling through the air.

Lin Qi, meditating, gradually painted a picture of Yuan Xi dancing with her sword in her mind.

Time passed little by little, and Lin Qi once again failed to break the seal. However, she finally felt the spiritual energy within her dantian!

In just a few days, she will be able to break the seal and absorb the killing sword intent within her!

When Lin Qi opened her eyes, the snow falling from the sky had stopped. Yuan Xi, her senior sister, was holding a sword and smiling at her.

Lin Qi told her feelings and insights to Yuan Xi, her senior sister. Yuan Xi reminded her, "Little Qi, you're moving too fast."

Since you have seen the master's sword intent, have you ever thought about what would happen if you broke through the Dantian seal before comprehending the second sword intent

When only the sword intent of killing exists, isn't that going against the original intention of Qingyun True Monarch

Lin Qi stared with her mouth agape, at a loss for words.

"I seem to have forgotten to leave fusion time for the two sword intents..."

Yuanshi spoke earnestly: "Master abandoned you in the Empty Snow Valley to temper your abilities and character. But you took it as a challenge, focusing only on reaching your goal and leaving. Remember... haste makes waste."

Lin Qi was reminded and couldn't help but look back on her own mental journey. She had to admit that she had been a bit too eager for quick results.

Because a sword hung over her head, threatening death at any moment, she had to cultivate frantically.

Now this sense of urgency gradually numbs, she gets used to the satisfaction of rapid cultivation progress, and gradually just wants to improve her cultivation...

"Senior Sister, I understand!" Lin Qi nodded seriously.

Yuanyi saw her appearance and knew that Lin Qi was slowly adjusting her mindset.

The heart he had been carrying finally let go.

After the flying snow, comes the frost.

At first, Lin Qi was relatively calm, thinking that Ning Shuang and the Ning Shuang in the mortal realm were not much different. She felt confident that her physique could withstand it completely.

Who knew that in just a few minutes, she was blue-nosed and red-faced from the cold.

A thick layer of white fog rose from the ground, like clouds and mist hanging over their heads.

The coldest air gathered in the middle, and when a breath was exhaled, there was a crack as a sheet of frost instantly formed in the air.

At first glance, it seemed like she was swallowing clouds and exhaling mist.

The rime flowers on the trees are graceful and crystal clear. They sparkle in the sunlight.

Brilliant fluorescence, vast and boundless greenery, a magnificent spectacle.

Amidst the breathtaking scenery, danger lurks around every corner.

A surge of mist billowed and swirled like clouds, and the static rime ice flew out like celestial maidens scattering flowers.

Lin Qi was shocked, his eyes widened, and the wooden sword in his hand swung, leaving only a shadow, barely breaking the oncoming ice needles.

Steam rose from the ground, curling around her legs.

In just a few breaths, Lin Qi's legs were covered in a thin layer of ice, freezing her in place and unable to move.

She could clearly feel the cold creeping up her legs, and in an instant, she was chilled to the bone, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The hand holding the sword froze, its reaction delayed by half a beat, and was then pierced by the ice needles, becoming like a hedgehog.

Fortunately, she had undergone multiple temperings, her physique was strong, so she only got scraped with a layer of skin.

Lin Qi felt a sharp pain, her teeth clenched tightly. The cold had numbed her whole body, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

It's really hard to be an ice spirit root cultivator!

An hour later, the sky was covered in hoar frost.

Everything in sight was a blinding white, with visibility limited to less than half a meter.

Lin Qi stood, sword in hand, on the ground, frozen into an ice sculpture.

Yuan Xi's senior sister wanted to help her knock him down several times, but Lin Qi stopped her.

When the heart is calm, thoughts flow like a stream.

Three sceneries in a day at Kong Xuegu Valley.

Ice, snow, and frost are all closely related to the Ice Spirit Root. In fact, they can be said to be three forms of the same thing, originating from the same source.

Here, I experience a day, like seeing the three possibilities of an ice spirit root cultivator.

If she can comprehend sword intent, it should be these three, choose one. Or perhaps... all three comprehended at the same time.

What kind of sword intent do you think Qingyun Zhenjun wanted her to understand

What kind of sword intent did she want to comprehend herself

Lost in thought, Lin Qi entered a state of meditation, her brain buzzing with activity.

After the frost stopped, the ice crystals on her body did not dissipate.

Lin Qi kept imagining scenes of frost, snow flying, and ice crystallizing in her mind.

She shattered icicles and swept past snowflakes, yet she was powerless against the insidious erosion of the frost.

Ice cones fall randomly, shards of ice flying everywhere, in the chaos there is a unique rhythm.

Snow silently swept across the land, raging and rampant. Its falling was soundless yet more deafening than any clamor. In a blink of an eye, it blanketed everything, as imposing as a king.

The frostbite was bone-chillingly cold, piercing the heart and marrow. It seeped into everything, like mist or clouds, obscuring the sun and sky, creating its own isolated world.

Click!

As the last shard of ice on his body melted, Lin Qi slowly opened his eyes.

Her eyes were clear and cold, reflecting shimmering ripples in the snow. Her pupils, as black as ink, held a hint of sharpness.

Lin Qi, holding a wooden sword, with his two fingers aligned, swept from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and said in a deep voice: "How can one understand the sword intent without practicing the sword"

She was very curious, what kind of frost and snow would be in the sword

With a flash in her eyes, Lin Qi's wooden sword danced with her every thought as she slowly performed the Tai Chi Sword Technique.

Yuanshi rested after practicing his sword, and saw Lin Qi also beginning to practice Taiji Swordsmanship. He couldn't help but focus his attention on her.

At first, Lin Qi's Taiji swordsmanship wasn't much different from before.

The second time around, her movements were much faster, and she had a few more points of sharpness.

The third, fourth…tenth time.

Yuan Xi actually caught a trace of coldness in Lin Qi's sword shadow.

In the middle of winter, there's snow, frost, and ice everywhere. Just looking at it makes me feel cold Ψ(●°°●)Ψ.

Today is chapter one, chapter two will be released around 12 o'clock.

(The End)t in time, I have a question for you!"She looked at Xi He Fairy, her expression not very friendly.After a long absence, Xi He Fairy had gained several more contracted teammates. Twelve cultivators sto...