To Daoist Buyu's eyes, however, whether it was a coincidence or not did not matter.
"Alright. Take a day to rest, and tomorrow I'll teach you the sword technique One Sword Into Ten Thousand Swords."
The last time Daoist Buyu had returned to the sect, he had wanted to pass on this move, but Lu Yang's cultivation had not been high enough. The technique required the Soul Formation stage, and Lu Yang was now just barely qualified.
...
In the early morning, Lu Yang, full of vigor and dressed in training robes, held the Green Blade Sword in hand.
"Originally, I intended to teach you both Man and Sword as One and One Sword Into Ten Thousand Swords, but since you're unwilling to learn Man and Sword as One, let's drop it.
"You have already achieved the prerequisites: the sword moves with the mind, the heart is limpid and clear, qi and sword blend together, and movement and stillness become one."
Originally, only prodigies of the Sword Dao at the Soul Formation stage could attain these four states. But as a possessor of the Sword Spiritual Root, Lu Yang had already reached them while comprehending the Sword Dao.
"Keep your mind clear, cast aside distracting thoughts, and focus on the Sword Dao. Drive your sword qi outside your body to manifest form, blending your divine sense and sword qi into one. That allows your sword qi to divide at will, conjuring thousands upon thousands of sword qi in a single thought.
"Just like this."
Daoist Buyu extended his index finger, and a burst of sword qi leaped forth. As he gently wiggled his finger, the afterimages left by the sword qi in the air transformed into individual streams of sword qi. Lu Yang watched in admiration, never imagining sword qi could be used in such a way.
"Sit cross-legged and calm your mind, remaining relaxed, tranquil, and natural. Clench your fists firmly, keep your eyes level, and circulate qi through the heavenly cycle in an endless loop..."
Daoist Buyu then taught him the sword technique's mental mnemonic.
Lu Yang's talent in the Sword Dao was not in the least inferior to his talent in spells; a single hint was all he needed to grasp it completely.
With a ringing clang, accompanied by hundreds and thousands of streams of sword qi, the Green Blade Sword unsheathed like a roaring dragon.
"Go!"
Lu Yang gave a soft cry, and the Green Blade Sword soared into the air alongside hundreds and thousands of streams of sword qi. It was as if thousands of troops and horses were stampeding through the sky, with the Green Blade Sword acting as the general commanding the grand army!
With a shift of Lu Yang's will, the hundreds and thousands of sword qi solidified, taking the shape of hundreds and thousands of Green Blade Swords.
"It worked!"
Lu Yang brought two fingers together and pressed downward. Hundreds and thousands of Green Blade Swords rained down with a chorus of whistling whooshes, plunging into the ground. Turf was torn away, trees collapsed, and the earth was left riddled with thousands of holes.
Had an early Soul Formation cultivator been standing below, they would have already been turned into a hedgehog.
Lu Yang beamed with joy. In less than half a day, he had mastered One Sword Into Ten Thousand Swords, a technique that had stumped countless Sword Dao geniuses.
Daoist Buyu nodded in gratification. His youngest disciple learned sword techniques even faster than he had back in his day.
Neither master nor disciple noticed that in the shadows, the puppet was staring faintly at them.
"If the Green Blade Sword works..."
Lu Yang had a new idea. He stowed the Green Blade Sword and brought out the Sword Cleansing Pool.
"Circulate qi through the heavenly cycle in an endless loop... Go!"
The Sword Cleansing Pool soared into the sky, multiplying in midair into hundreds and thousands of Sword Cleansing Pools—a dense, oppressive expanse resembling dark storm clouds.
"Fall!"
The Sword Cleansing Pools plummeted like a meteor shower, carrying an inescapable sword intent as they smashed into the ground. The solid earth was pounded down several inches; even a mid Soul Formation cultivator would have been crushed to death by this sword technique.
"As expected, the Sword Cleansing Pool packs an even bigger punch!"
Daoist Buyu stared at the Sword Cleansing Pool in bewilderment.
"Why does this thing look so familiar?"
Chapter 783