Flower-washing sword dance reveals profound mysteries; Golden Cores contend as the Dharma Realm opens

"Huh..."

Du Taixuan also noticed the swordsman in blue. After a few glances, he gradually discerned some of the techniques and sighed softly, "Truly, this is a place with a well-established lineage. Even a junior at the Qi Refining can possess such beautiful Swordsmanship!"

"Fellow Daoist Liu, is this your disciple?"

Liu Qinghe nodded with a smile, raising his eyebrows and speaking in a more relaxed tone, "I apologize for the misunderstanding, fellow Daoists. This is indeed my junior, brought here to broaden my horizons."

Chen Shuangbai thought to herself, "Just as I thought."

He had just noticed that the young cultivator's Swordsmanship was quite beautiful, vaguely resembling the style of the Flower Washing Sword Sect.

After all, among the many sword sects in the Celebrated Splendor Continent, the Flower Washing Sword Sect is one of the most particular about the harmony between one's " State of Mind ".

Its Swordsmanship emphasizes controlling the sword with intention and controlling the momentum with the mind. The sword moves often contain the practitioner's current State of Mind and emotions, making them very ethereal and agile.

Nangu Yaohua also praised, "The swordsmanship tradition of the Flower Washing Sword Sect truly lives up to its reputation."

Liu Qinghe said a few modest words, but the smugness between his brows was impossible to hide.

This disciple of Flower Washing was named Chen Xi. After winning several matches, he was defeated by a Rogue Cultivator swordsman who appeared out of nowhere.

After exchanging blows for more than ten rounds, Chen Xi's Swordsmanship, though agile and graceful, gradually became somewhat powerless against the Rogue Cultivator swordsman.

Another crisp clang of metal clashing rang out. Chen Xi's longsword was struck by the Rogue Cultivator swordsman's blade, the impact numbing his tiger's mouth and nearly causing the sword to fly out of his hand.

He staggered back several steps before barely managing to steady himself, but his face had already turned pale.

The Rogue Cultivator did not press his advantage. Instead, he sheathed his sword, cupped his hands towards Chen Xi, and said calmly, "You flatter me."

Chen Xi wasn't one to back down from a loss. After a moment of silence, he returned the greeting with a bow and stepped down from the stage.

Chen Shuangbai glanced at Liu Qinghe and saw that although he was somewhat displeased, he was not angry. She then realized that the Flower Washing Sword Sect was quite skilled in educating its disciples.

The sparring between sword cultivators below the Golden Core level lasted for three days and three nights.

For cultivators, it's just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea or complete a single meditation session; it doesn't feel like a long time at all.

Just as one of the main points of this Dharma assembly stated.

In the sparring among sword cultivators below the Golden Core stage, the champion ultimately came from a major sect—a Foundation Establishment sword cultivator named Chen Y uzi from the Liheng Sword Sect of the Li Kingdom.

His Swordsmanship is expansive and powerful, carrying an air of domineering confidence, which is the Swordsmanship style passed Liheng Sword Sect.

On the high platform to the due south, the Golden Core True Person from the Liheng Sword Sect was also very pleased. He personally led his disciple over from the platform and rewarded him handsomely, showing his sincerity.

This move undoubtedly brought the Dharma assembly to its first climax.

The cultivators below the stage were dazzled by the different schools of swordsmanship and styles of Swordsmanship. They felt that they had come to the right place and cheered loudly, their voices blending together in a magnificent display.

Zhao Shiyong spoke up at the opportune moment, announcing that he would personally award Chen Y uzi the prize for winning the Foundation Establishment Realm competition. Although Golden Core True Person looked down on it, it was still extremely rare for Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Most importantly, it also offers an opportunity to pay homage to the Three Treasures of Returning to Truth.

This is the greatest fortuitous opportunity that can be obtained from this Dharma assembly!

clang!

clang!!

Ding ding ding!

The magnificent sound of bells came from the high platform in the sky. A golden bell was lifted up in the sky by Divine Ability, shining with dazzling golden light. Its sound shook the surrounding area and suppressed all the noise below the platform.

Everyone knew that this was a signal that the Golden Core Realm competition was about to begin.

Zhao Shiyong first cupped his hands towards his sect leader, True Monarch True Lord. True Lord Xuanyuan nodded slightly, flicked his sleeve, and a crimson light shot out, splitting into six in mid-air, landing on the six Xuan pillars standing around the Sword Demonstration Platform.

Driven by the Divine Ability of a Nascent Soul True Lord, the six mysterious pillars shone brightly, their energy intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into six beams of color that reached the heavens and the earth, actually enveloping the Sword Practice Platform as a realm.

"This is the Sword Demonstration Dharma Realm, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul."

"This is both to protect the younger cultivators below the stage and to allow all fellow practitioners to unleash their full potential and exchange sword skills."

Having said that, Zhao Shiyong's gaze swept across the four sides of the high platform, and he said loudly, "In this realm, everyone is free to use their swordsmanship. There is no need to worry about accidentally injuring the cultivators below, nor about damaging the sword-fighting platform."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the assembled Golden Core True Person, and continued, "The first round of the competition now officially begins. Please, the two Daoists who drew the first and second positions, come forward to spar."

Chen Shuangbai took a small brown wooden plaque from Fang Xiao, on which were written two characters: "Jia Liu".

This was drawn by Fang Xiao for him earlier, and under the watchful eye of that True Lord Xuanyuan, naturally no one dared to tamper with it.

As soon as Zhao Shiyong finished speaking, a beam of Divine Ability light descended from the two high platforms on the east and west sides, manifesting as a cultivator wearing a crimson feather robe and a moon-white monk's robe.

" True Person Xuguang of the Crimson Cloud Sect in the West Kingdom..."

Seeing that he didn't know Du Taixuan and Chen Shuangbai very well, Liu Qinghe took the initiative to start a conversation, introducing them. " The Crimson Cloud Sect, like the Jade Spring Sect where Xuhong is, is also a major sect in Dao of Alchemy, and is very famous in the Northern Region."

"Within their sect lies a lineage of swordsmanship, said to have been obtained by their ancestor through a chance encounter with immortality, and it has been passed down within the sect ever since; this is the [ Law Sword ] lineage."

" Crimson Cloud Sect?" Du Taixuan, a cultivator from the Sea Fuluo Sect, naturally didn't recognize it, but seemed to have heard of it. He then looked at the Buddhist cultivator in the moon-white monk's robe and sighed, "The Lotus Temple of Buddhism... I do know about that. They say they've developed a Wisdom Sword technique from Buddhist teachings, belonging to the [ Extreme Sword ] lineage, which is quite profound."

"Judging from this, this is bound to be spectacular."

Chen Shuangbai thought to himself that coming to this Dharma assembly was definitely the right thing to do, otherwise he would never have witnessed such extraordinary swordsmanship.

On the sword-fighting platform, True Person Xuguang of the Crimson Cloud Sect and True Person Jinglian Lotus Temple bowed to each other and then drew their swords.

True Person Xuguang's sword seemed to be composed of countless crystal-clear, iridescent red sand. With a gentle swing, tiny red sparks would scatter from the tip of the sword, like fireflies dancing in the night sky, a truly beautiful sight.

The sword of the True Person Jinglian is not like a sword in the traditional sense; it is more like a ruler than a sword.

The short, narrow ruler-shaped sword gleamed with a faint Buddhist light. True Person Jinglian raised her hand, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and then took a step forward, wielding the sword and slashing down. True Person Xuguang abruptly raised his sword to block, as if struck by an invisible sword. Even the hem of his robe was torn off, making it an extremely dangerous situation.

The two exchanged blows for dozens of rounds, their swords flashing across the stage, sparks and Buddhist light intertwining—a truly wondrous spectacle.

Chen Shuangbai watched intently as the two exchanged blows, observing the two different styles of swordsmanship. Her right hand unconsciously began to deduce the techniques, and she felt she had gained a great deal.