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The Insight of Gold
The days of childhood, filled with innocence, are deeply memorable yet irretrievable. Many questions may linger in the subtle moments spent with loved ones, much like those who consider themselves filial, tirelessly seeking a remedy for an incurable ailment, yet never truly understanding what the patient yearns for until death.
Even now, such regrets still reside in Luo Yue's heart, never fading away.
Throughout the annals of heroes, loss is a recurring theme for all. Whether it be parents, spouses, or siblings, once one takes on the mission of a hero, there is no turning back.
Back then, we might have wielded water guns, calling our loved ones to join in our play; we would have held onto the strings of kites, urging the elders to run alongside us; or we would have asked questions about various things. Yet Luo Yue's inquiries seem to be frozen in time within the courtyard shared with his grandfather.
At present, within the teacher's illusion, only scenes from his childhood come to mind: a garden filled with fluttering butterflies, cocoons eager to break free, and the lurking presence of an evil spirit hidden in the air, ready to strike at any moment.
In this exploration, the surrounding silence is deathly still. A careless cold wind sweeps through, causing an inexplicable ache throughout Luo Yue's bones. As he delves deeper into this exploration, his consciousness traverses the peaks of illusions, bumps along forest paths, crosses mountain streams, and roams through valleys. Yet when his awareness returns to his body, he finds nothing.
"How is this possible? I explored and... found nothing!"
Luo Yue was greatly surprised that the detection ability of Golden Swordsman actually malfunctioned here. Could it be that this is an evil spirit with the ability to hide itself?
Thinking of this, Luo Yue frowned, took a defensive stance, and began to wait quietly for the appearance of the evil spirit.
It seemed as if something very fast flew past beside him, like a brief gust of wind that made his hair move with the wind, almost as if it were blinking.
"Why does the layout here seem so familiar?"
Not bad. With Luo Yue at the center, there are eight points. The gust of wind just now came from one point and disappeared at another. This means that among these eight points, there will be one serving as the starting and ending point for the wind, as if trying to gain an advantage and deliver a fatal blow.
Before she could even think, a punch came unexpectedly, catching her off guard.
However, Luo Yue's stance remained unbroken. She anxiously searched for the direction, yet she didn't know which of the eight points held the answer.
Before she could react, another strike came. The wind revolved around these eight points, rising and falling, attacking repeatedly in a cycle, causing her body to ache.
Gradually, Luo Yue caught onto the rhythm of the evil spirit. She defended when the wind rose and shifted position when it fell, moving back and forth among the eight points to pinpoint the most likely location of the evil spirit.
The world operates on vitality, and the evil spirit possesses its own vitality. Although it can hide, it's difficult to avoid movement. Anything in motion can be traced back to its source, just as one can find the source of water by going against the current, or discover new light by going against the flow of light.
The evil spirit flows and ebbs, shifting among the eight points, appearing and disappearing. When still, it's as silent as a mountain, but when in motion, it's like thunder from all directions. Even if Luo Yue manages to withstand the attack with her stance, she is still pushed back several meters.
Childhood training: Close your eyes and sense the world.
In the exchange of offense and defense, both sides have their gains and losses. Luo Yue forcefully withstands the evil spirit's repeated attacks, adhering to the principle of rooting herself in place, just as she did during training with her grandfather. No matter which direction the evil spirit strikes from among the eight points, Luo Yue can respond with a single strike.
"No, the more anxious I am, the more easily I get distracted. I can't let him manipulate me."
Luo Yue muttered to himself, raised a hand in the direction of the wind from the side and stood up, blocking a fist.
Not bad, the evil spirit is right in front of me.
But in that instant, it disappeared as if it had never been there.
Luo Yue no longer stood, but began to sit cross-legged on the ground, pondering.
When I was young, my grandfather trained me with a blindfold, just like this. Sound, wind, airflow, body perception, and even the detection of metal attributes all come from the body's sensory perception of the environment. If I can't use detection here, I can only use the most primitive method from my childhood to help me find the evil spirit's location.
At that time, my grandfather would also use similar footwork to move around me, suddenly launching attacks, forcing young Luo Yue to predict and respond.
"The so-called later generations surpassing the previous ones, planning for the long term and acting in the short term, perhaps it's a similar principle. Perhaps the only way to find him is through the wind. But how can I judge it?"
Luo Yue Sitting in place, it seems that within the eight gates at this moment, there is no longer a sense of movement. Has the evil spirit stopped its actions?
"That's more like it, otherwise, constantly launching sneak attacks is not very meaningful."
evil spirit muttering behind this door, Golden Swordsman uses his five senses to activate vitality for battle. If he continues to be worn out by his own responses in all eight directions, he will ultimately deplete his vitality and be defeated by this evil spirit.
In this mix of reality and illusion, young Luo Yue covers her eyes, and as she lowers her head, she seems to sense her hair moving in the wind. She then raises her hand, and a solid fist lands in her palm, activating her vitality and pushing her grandfather back a few steps.
While her grandfather praises her, he launches a new attack, surrounding young Luo Yue in all eight directions. As the movements quicken, Luo Yue appears increasingly overwhelmed.
It's clear that Luo Yue made a mistake in that training session, but her grandfather brings food and explains the principles to her.
"Anticipate the future, arrive before the past, plan for the long term, and act in the short term. This is a trick for you. If you can't calm down, listen to every rustle of the wind, every crack in the earth, every storm, your movements will no longer be composed, and you won't achieve what I've told you."
Luo Yue's eyes lit up: "Grandpa, are you saying that my heart is no longer at peace?"
Grandpa nodded, perhaps because he had a new task recently. Even if he didn't tell Luo Yue, she should have understood it through his teachings.
It was only then that Luo Yue confided her worries to her grandpa.
"Where did you hear such words? How could grandpa abandon you? This task will be completed soon. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be cooking for grandpa again when he returns."
"But you must remember, sometimes what you see is not everything. Perhaps I am extending my hand straight in front of you, whether fast or slow, with a fist, palm, or finger. When I haven't changed the shape of my hand, you cannot blindly respond. Closing your eyes to perceive is training your perception."
"Perception?"
Luo Yue seems to understand something.
"The content seen by the eyes is not the whole picture. When you close your eyes and listen or perceive, this world composed of vitality is full of various flows of vitality. No matter how the attacker changes their moves, it will return to the flow of vitality, and will be perceived by us with the golden attribute. However, if the mind is no longer calm, your perception will..."
"Disrupt" Luo Yue immediately picked up the conversation.
Grandpa was very pleased and continued to train Luo Yue while talking.
Could it be true as Grandpa said, that only with a calm heart can one resonate with the flow of vitality around, and go with the flow or go against the current? Luo Yue sat on the ground with doubts, feeling the wind blowing, the mountains roaring, and the birds chirping around. Finally, with an unexpected gust of wind from behind, he suddenly raised his head and gathered vitality in his hand, directly striking out with explosive force.
Yes, it was the mysterious evil spirit just now.
It seems that only by defeating the evil spirit can we get out of here!
Transforming Robbery into Boxing, Turn Palm into a Knife
The evil spirit was quite surprised. It never expected that the swordsman, who was just sitting there lost in thought, could grasp the mystery so quickly. No, perhaps given the evil spirit's age, calling her a little kid would not be an exaggeration. How could she possibly comprehend the intricacies in an instant?
However, these are not important. Since I have understood the profound meaning of the Eight Points of the Mundane World, there is naturally no need to continue living. Staying here, or perhaps becoming the vessel for my own possession, would be more appropriate.
Perhaps these words could deceive some ordinary people, but for the young girl in front of me, it seems that I only received one response: "delusional."
evil spirit sneered and threw a stone at Luo Yue's feet.
"Coming to my territory, you have to follow my rules. After all, humans also have the saying 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do,' don't they?"
evil spirit asked rhetorically, and in an instant flashed to Luo Yue's side, only to be suddenly punched away by Luo Yue.
"Is that so? I don't know what customs evil spirit has, but they are the enemies of the chivalrous."
Luo Yue With fists clenched, they move from the waist to the front and back, like a mighty eagle capturing its prey, and then switch hands with agility, like a dragon soaring over the sea. The movements are vigorous and powerful, making a resounding impact, causing the evil spirit to burst into laughter.
A swordsman who is not even as young as the ones he has killed is just as stubborn as them, refusing to be a traitor even at the cost of his life. This earns some admiration from the evil spirit amidst the laughter.
"It seems that you are really risking your lives for something not worth it. I had intended to spare you, but you leave me no choice."
The evil spirit took the initiative, charging straight ahead like a spear aimed at the throat.
Luo Yue opened his eyes again, fists raised. Although he could defend himself, his strength was slightly inferior, causing him to be pushed back by the evil spirit.
Perhaps at this moment, the image of Jin Xiang had already surfaced in Luo Yue's mind and heart.
Transforming Robbery into Boxing, Turn Palm into a Knife. Luo Yue rose again, lowering his center of gravity like a dragon lying on the ground, waiting for the moment when the evil spirit would make its move. He struck out with a punch that resembled a spear. At that moment, both fighters delivered punches like spears, and the tremendous impact sent them both reeling back.
The evil spirit continued to take the initiative, this time launching a series of unpredictable jabs that were difficult to read. However, Luo Yue remained undaunted; for every jab thrown, he countered with a block. The two engaged in a tug-of-war for several rounds, still unable to gain an advantage over each other.
Once again, they clashed with spear-like punches. This time, Luo Yue intensified his release of vitality, firmly grounding himself and sending the evil spirit flying.
As the evil spirit got back up, Luo Yue leaped forward like a dragon soaring into the sky, wielding his long spear to cut through the air. His punch, infused with vitality, struck the evil spirit and instantly caused a violent tremor throughout the mountains and fields. Luo Yue had not anticipated that such a simple attack from an evil spirit could unleash such explosive power.
"Not bad, not bad. You've learned well; it seems you've grasped the basics."
The evil spirit continuously praised the young girl in front of him, as if he had found a worthy opponent in his obsession with martial arts. His inherently combative nature was thus ignited.
Breaking the deadlock, the two sides relentlessly fought from the deep forest in the mountains down to the rivers below, and then pursued each other into the depths of the valley, still unable to gain an upper hand.
It seemed that Luo Yue was also getting tired, breathing heavily but deliberately not revealing it to the evil spirit before her.
"Little sister, if you're tired, you should stop fighting and surrender. Your vitality will run out, and your stamina is limited. Your skills are no match for mine. I think it would be better for you to let me possess you; I truly admire your potential."
evil spirit walks politely around Luo Yue, talking about the troubles of the evil spirit world.
However, Luo Yue doesn't seem interested.
"Winning the praise of opponents is something a knight should strive for, but possession is betrayal. I am not a person who betrays."
It seems that no results have popped up. Evil spirit also knows that Luo Yue cannot peacefully accept its proposal, and the two sides are fighting again.
Luo Yue's mind is racing. From using the gold attribute of the Five Elements technique just now to now, the two are still evenly matched. Is it that his method is wrong, or is the opponent's method fundamentally the same as his own?
If there is no other way, it means that both sides are responding to each other's techniques in a tit-for-tat manner. So, could it be...?
Luo Yue reached a profound understanding, flowing downstream without end, while flowing upstream allowed him to trace back to the source.
Thus, Luo Yue boldly took the initiative, charging towards the evil spirit's thrusting punch. He transformed his technique into "Turn Palm into a Knife," instantly sidestepping the thrusting punch and immediately executing "Turn Palm into a Knife" again. Harnessing his vitality, at the moment of the evil spirit's shock, he delivered a horizontal chop that cleaved the evil spirit in two.
As the illusion dissipated, he faintly saw his teacher's face before everything went dark, collapsing into the surprised embrace of Ran Xing.
"I... I won."
Luo Yue spoke softly, looking at the ceiling, then turned to look at the people waiting for him in the room. His vision finally turned black, and he fell asleep peacefully.
Novel: The Swordsman
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