C143 - Pathfinder
C143 - Pathfinder
Everyone felt their vision blur, and Ye Bufan appeared in the center of the arena in the Martial Arts Hall.
He looked at himself standing on the arena where he had fought Loong Potian more than a year ago, and then looked at the pairs of eyes that were filled with desire around him. Ye Bufan also felt a lot of emotions in his heart. From today onwards, he would use his actions to tell this world. Me! Ye Bufan! I've been here!
"All the disciples immediately stood up and bowed, leaving only echoes echoing throughout the Martial Arts Hall.
The Palace Master stood up and raised his hand, and the echoes stopped abruptly. All the disciples present felt a gentle force lifting them up, and their eyes were filled with yearning and admiration.
"This year is the year of Aoyun Sect's harvest. Five of your young disciples have broken through to the Spirit Stage at the same time! I hope that everyone will continue to work hard in their cultivation. I believe that in the near future... There will be even more Sovereign at Spirit Stage appearing in the Aoyun Sect, and it will make our Aoyun Sect stronger and stronger! "
The words of the Head Palace Master were resounding in the ears of everyone present. Many of the disciples' faces were flushed with excitement. They looked at the seats of the ten great hall masters in the center of the grandstand, thinking that they would be able to sit there with their own strength one day.
After a pause, the Head Palace Master continued, "I will leave the rest of the time to you, Palace Lord Ye. I believe that he will allow everyone to improve to a certain extent!"
As the Great Hall Master sat down, everyone in the Martial Arts Hall had their eyes on Ye Bufan. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, Ye Bufan made a loud noise. Accompanied by a clear dragon's roar, the long sword was drawn out of the sheath. A cold light appeared...
"Using the long sword is not because I feel that the long sword is superior to the heavy sword. All kinds of weapons have their advantages and weaknesses. The long sword is flexible, while the heavy sword is fierce..."
"There are no strong or weak moves, but there are differences in realms!" After a long speech, Ye Bufan made a conclusive statement.
When he said this, many disciples in Martial Arts Hall began to immerse themselves in deep thought. They seemed to have grasped onto something, but at the same time, they also seemed to have not grasped anything. However, every single one of them had deeply imprinted Ye Bufan's words in their minds, until a few years later. These words had also become one of the famous words of the Aoyun Sect's master and disciple.
The eyes of several palace masters on the grandstand sparkled when they heard Ye Bufan's brilliant words. They kept thinking about Ye Bufan's words.
After a while, when they saw that everyone had returned to their senses, Ye Bufan started to wave the long sword in his hand. It was not the Wind Devil Sword Technique, nor was it a sword move.
A cold light accompanied by a clear dragon roar appeared on the arena. Ye Bufan's sword moved like a dragon, flowing like water. He did not use any sword moves, but his every movement revealed a strong sword intent.
Some of the stronger disciples could see Ye Bufan's sword intent. They kept comparing it with their own sword skills. Sometimes they frowned, and sometimes they smiled, as if they had gained something.
The weaker disciples could not see Ye Bufan's sword intent. They just kept trying to remember Ye Bufan's sword skills so that they could learn it in the future.
It was not that Ye Bufan did not know how to teach according to the skill. It was just that he did not have that much time. The only thing he could do at the moment was to do so much. As for how much he could learn, it would depend on their own talent.
Under Ye Bufan's intentional control, although the sword Qi on the ring was sweeping and the wind was blowing, every time it touched the edge of the ring, it would stop. The surrounding disciples were full of praise.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Ye Bufan turned around and put away his sword. "Sky Flipping Bird Flying, Rolling on the ground and not touching dust. In one strike, it was like the wind did not see the sword. In the midst of all the changes, the sword did not see the person."
"No matter how long the sword is, it focuses on speed. Attacking the enemy will definitely save you. When it reaches major completion, there will be no sword in your hand, and there will be a sword in your heart. All things are not swords, and all things are swords. There will no longer be any distinction between a sword and a heavy sword. "
Ye Bufan sent his understanding of the sword word by word into everyone's ears through his spiritual energy in the arena.
"Who's willing to lend me the heavy sword?" Ye Bufan said loudly as he scanned his surroundings.
Seeing that Ye Bufan did not belittle the heavy sword because of his use of the sword, the disciples who used the heavy sword became excited. One by one, they pulled out the heavy sword and shouted in a disorderly manner, "I have it! I have it!"
At this time, it was unknown who threw out the heavy sword in his hand. Ye Bufan raised his hand and with a move, the heavy sword fell into his hand.
The body of the sword was bright white. One look and you could see that it was made of high grade iron. Although it was not considered high grade in Ye Bufan's eyes, he knew that in the hands of these disciples, it could be considered a good sword.
"Thank you!" Ye Bufan said casually.
What he didn't know was that this sentence caused the female disciple who had thrown out the heavy sword to suddenly blush. From then on, this sword was only used as a collector and had never been used against enemies. Of course, this was the latter part of the sentence.
Slightly infusing spirit energy into it, the heavy sword buzzed, "Just now, I demonstrated the agility and agility of the sword to everyone. Now, let's talk about the strength and thickness of the heavy sword."
Chop, chop, stab... All of these simple movements were casually executed by Ye Bufan. There were no fancy moves, and at first glance, it looked like a beginner practicing the basic movements of the heavy sword.
When you carefully savored it, you would realize that these simple movements looked so natural and natural in Ye Bufan's hands. The heavy sword contained pure and thick strength, causing Ye Bufan to have an indescribable aura between each and every move. It was as if if if this seemingly simple movement was not handled properly, it would definitely be buried under the sword.
When the disciples below the stage saw Ye Bufan holding the heavy sword for the first time, they thought that it was just a simple gesture with the heavy sword. Palace Lord Ye only used the sword well, and the heavy sword was not even as good as their own.
But after a moment, this contempt turned into life, and then into admiration.
At this time, many disciples were thinking, if they faced Palace Lord Ye's simple attack at this moment, would they be able to safely receive it?
The answer they got was the same. In between these simple moves that contained pure strength and no fancy moves, there was an irresistible force, and there were even several direct disciples of the five Palace Masters. After experiencing the simulation in their hearts, beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
"The heavy sword has no edge. What a coincidence!" After putting away his body, Ye Bufan gently tossed the heavy sword. The heavy sword was wrapped in a gentle force and flew into the hands of the female disciple.
"The long length of the heavy sword lies in its purity and thickness. Strength! Too many techniques and gaudy moves suppressed the advantage of the heavy sword, turning complex into simplicity. It's advantageous for the simplest, direct, and effective attack, infusing pure and thick strength into it. It can display the might of the heavy sword!" Ye Bufan's new idea of the sword intent had brought a huge impact to the disciples of Aoyun Sect.
Ye Bufan explained his explanation of the sword intent without holding anything back. The disciples of the Aoyun Sect who were using swords and heavy swords all felt that they had benefited a lot from it. At this moment, they were digesting the impact brought by Ye Bufan.
Among them were the palace masters in the stands. The battles in this world were still mainly about swords. Ye Bufan's sword intent, which broke the common view, had also given the palace masters a refreshing feeling.
"Did you also learn this in Evil Space?" The hall master thought to himself.
"Therefore, regardless of whether it's a long sword or a heavy sword, their usage lies in how to maximize their advantage and counter the opponent's weakness." Ye Bufan's eyes swept across everyone and said in a clear voice, "It's still the same as before. There are no strong or weak moves, but there are strong and weak moves!"
"It is the same with the sword, with the knife, and with the stick. It is also the same! It's the same with martial arts techniques, and it's the same for cultivation! Cultivation is the accumulation of strength, and it also requires the improvement of one's mental state. How to improve one's mental state... "
On the arena, Ye Bufan was talking about the realm where one gradually entered a state of selflessness. At this moment, he seemed to be preaching to the disciples. He also seemed to be sorting out some of the shackles of cultivation that he had been suppressing in his heart all this time.
From weapons to martial skills, then martial skills to cultivation, from inner strength to spirit energy, and from spirit energy to comprehension of the Dao...
Ye Bufan talked about this for three days and three nights without knowing anything. After entering this state of selflessness, Ye Bufan only felt that he was completely immersed in his own Dao, continuously explaining. A comfortable feeling spread throughout his entire body.
The surrounding disciples of the Aoyun Sect were also fascinated by the explanation. However, the further they went, the fewer people could understand it. When Ye Bufan talked about his understanding of the Dao, the eyes of many Ninth Rank of Qi Stage disciples sparkled.
However, Ye Bufan, who had already entered his own world, wouldn't care about the rhythm of these disciples. The deeper he talked, the more puzzled these disciples became.
However, it didn't matter if these disciples didn't understand, but the nine palace masters on the viewing platform were all beaming with joy. So, the Dao could be explained in such a way?
It was just that the palace masters had no time to learn how to explain the Dao in their hearts. Instead, they kept corroborating the Dao that Ye Bufan talked about with themselves. At this moment, waves of powerful Qi uncontrollably spread out from the bodies of the palace masters.
The surrounding disciples couldn't understand what Ye Bufan had just said. Adding on the fact that the Nine Palace Masters' Qi was very strong, they gradually left the scene. Apart from a few Ninth Rank of Qi Stage disciples who were sitting quietly on the stage, they hoped to forcefully remember what Ye Bufan had told them. This would allow them to understand ___'s story in the future.
Ye Bufan's current cultivation base was not much different from the five old Palace Masters, but he was a cultivator with a Tribulation Stage cultivation base in his previous life. Their understanding of the Dao could be compared to theirs, if not for the various factors such as the endurance of the body. Ye Bufan could continue to cultivate until he reached the cultivation base of his previous life. It was just that in his previous life, this kid suffered from a disadvantage of not having a strong enough physical body. When he was in secluded cultivation, he had the chance to break through to the Nascent Infant, but he forcefully suppressed it.
After letting out a breath of foul air, Ye Bufan woke up from his meditation. A bright light shone in his eyes as he observed the Five Colors Golden Core in his body, although it had not expanded yet. He knew that this had something to do with the realm he had just entered.
Under his gaze, there were only a few disciples left in the entire Martial Arts Hall. Most of them had reached the Ninth Rank of Qi Stage or above. The nine palace masters on the grandstand slowly regained their senses when Ye Bufan's voice stopped. At this moment, their eyes were full of interest as they looked at Ye Bufan.