The path of cultivation depends on one's comprehension.
Those with stronger comprehension will go further.
Qi Wenyao has a strong comprehension ability; he figured out the move "Ten Thousand Swords Unleashed" on his own.
His father didn't want him to become a sword cultivator or any other high-risk cultivator.
His beloved wife had fallen in battle, and Master Qi risked his life to save her soul and his son's life.
Therefore, when Qi Wenyao was a child, he held a long sword and clamored that he wanted to become a sword cultivator. Master Qi almost beat his buttocks until they were bruised and raw.
Master Qi wanted him to become a cultivator of alchemy, talismans, or even artifacts.
He wouldn't object as long as the cultivator wasn't the first to rush forward when there was danger.
This incident created a rift between the father and son.
It wasn't until Qi Wenyao mastered the move "Ten Thousand Swords Unleashed" that Master Qi realized his son wouldn't change his mind.
Left with no other choice, he had to give in and find his son a high-grade spirit sword, as well as various defensive spirit artifacts and talismans.
Only then was he at ease to let his son continue down the path of sword cultivation.
Sheng Ning can barely be considered half a sword cultivator.
When she practiced the Flying Phoenix Sword Manual before, she paid more attention to her physique.
Upon seeing Qi Wenyao's move, her mind stirred, and something flashed through her thoughts.
In that instant, she grasped that thought.
"Man and sword as one..."
With a murmur, Sheng Ning grabbed the Eight-Star Kunwu Sword beside her. The moment the thought crossed her mind, Qi Wenyao saw a figure appear beside him.
He turned around, and he didn't realize what he was seeing until he looked back.
This sight nearly scared him out of his wits.
"Fellow Daoist Sheng, you've lost your mind!"
At this moment, two Sheng Nings stood before him.
The two turned around at the same time and said in unison, "Fellow Daoist Qi, both Sheng Nings are me."
Upon hearing this, Qi Wenyao was filled with a series of question marks.
Two Sheng Nings?
His sword can be split into thousands upon thousands.
If Sheng Ning could divide herself into thousands upon thousands...
Just thinking about that scene made Qi Wenyao's scalp tingle.
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
The two forms of Sheng Ning did not last long and soon merged back into one.
After the two were combined, Sheng Ning's complexion was noticeably weaker.
Even so, a satisfied smile still appeared on her lips.
Holding his longsword, Sheng Ning clasped his hands in gratitude to Qi Wenyao and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qi, for helping me comprehend the Dao."
Qi Wenyao blinked, then pointed to the tip of his nose. "Me? To help you achieve enlightenment?"
Sheng Ning nodded, "Yes, that move you just made..."
"A multitude of swords were unleashed."
"Yes, the simultaneous release of ten thousand swords gave me inspiration. It was the first time I had grasped a new move. I'm still a little unfamiliar with it, but I'll be fine with it in the future."
"You gave me inspiration, so who else should I thank but you?"
Sheng Ning's words left Qi Wenyao in shock for a long time.
He has met many geniuses.
It's no exaggeration to say that the spiritual energy in the Northern Region is abundant, but it contains impurities. Anyone in the Northern Region who can reach the Integration Stage at the age of two hundred is considered a genius.
Even he himself is often praised by others.
Because he had already broken through the Integration Stage when he was 150 years old.
Sheng Ning was merely a Golden Core cultivator.
He merely unleashed a barrage of swords in front of her.
She found inspiration in him, and even applied it to other situations...
"Pervert! Absolutely fucking perverted!"
"Yesterday I thought my dad was the most perverted person in the world, but now it seems I was wrong again."
"Fellow Daoist Sheng, are you really only 15 years old?"
Sheng Ning pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I really am 15 years old, but I'll be 16 soon."
"In a little while, it will be my first year of formal cultivation. Time really flies."
Qi Wenyao, "...One year since I officially began cultivating?"
"Sheng Ning, which den of freaks did you come from? You've been cultivating for a year? You've reached the Golden Core stage in just one year? And you can even comprehend it?"
“I was wrong, I was really wrong. I thought I was a genius, and your senior brothers were geniuses too. Now I realize how wrong I was.”
"In your eyes, we're nothing but fools! God, what's wrong with having one more genius in this world?!"
His response was a muffled clap of thunder from the sky.
Sheng Ning watched his exaggerated performance and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his nose. "Fellow Daoist Qi, it's not as exaggerated as you say."
Seeing that Qi Wenyao was about to accuse her of being a pervert as soon as she finished speaking, she quickly changed the subject.
"The snowman puppet is getting bigger. Fellow Daoist Qi, simply attacking it is useless."
"I have encountered puppets before. Each puppet has a control mechanism on it, and only by destroying the mechanism can it be destroyed."
Qi Wenyao's face showed he was about to cry. "You've even dealt with puppets before, but this is the first time I've ever encountered one..."
Sheng Ning coughed lightly, her gaze falling on a platform on a cliff not far away.
She patted Qi Wenyao on the shoulder and said, "Let's go there and figure out a way to stop the puppet from getting bigger."
"Blow it up."
Qi Wenyao's face was almost contorted in pain. "You can still blow up the puppet? My 'Ten Thousand Swords Unleashed' was useless against it."
Sheng Ning's expression turned completely helpless.
He grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him to a cliff platform not far away.
After unleashing the rocket launcher from his spiritual space and adjusting the muzzle position, Sheng Ning saw the snowman that had been only three stories tall just moments before.
It's already six stories high.
If you were to slap them...
Even if you can't kill them by swatting, you can drown them in the snow.
With a sharp look in her eyes, Sheng Ning pressed a button on the remote control as soon as the snowman clumsily turned around.
Then, a loud 'bongbongbong' explosion was heard.
The snowman, which was originally made of snow, exploded instantly.
The snowflakes almost covered a large part of the sky, and after falling heavily, they nearly buried Sheng Ning and his companion.
In the snowdrift, Sheng Ning was buried in the snow, with only her small head sticking out.
She turned her head to look at Qi Wenyao, who was mostly buried in the snow, with only his chest sticking out.
hateful!
She shouldn't have reached the Golden Core stage so quickly!
Taking a deep breath, Sheng Ning withdrew her frustrated gaze. "The snowman is a puppet. It will eventually gather snowflakes again and condense back into a snowman."
"Fellow Daoist Qi, you're tall, why don't you go and see where the switch for creating the snowman is?"
Qi Wenyao looked at the little head beside him with a puzzled expression. "Why do we need to go to the doctor just because we're tall?"
Sheng Ning twisted her head, looking at him with a forced smile, "Fellow Daoist Qi, do you think I can go out?"
Snow was still falling from the sky overhead, and it was about to engulf her!
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