Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#486 - The Long River of History in Twelve Movements of Riding the Wind

Before this Sword of Time, you could hardly feel any aura or fluctuation; it was as if it had merged into the void, or perhaps had never truly existed.

However, its indescribable beauty was enough to shock the heart, as if it could lead one back to the vast River of Time.

Li Chengfeng had long yearned for the River of Time, dreaming of one day personally traveling through it, but reality told him that with his current cultivation, it was just an unattainable fantasy.

However, when his mind stirred and the Sword of Time scattered its light, at that moment, time seemed to be truly in his grasp.

Wherever the sword light reached, time either slowed down like a snail crawling, or sped up like a shooting star streaking across the sky. In just a few breaths, Li Chengfeng comprehended many mysteries about time and space.

This was undoubtedly a priceless treasure, causing him to burst into laughter, his heart filled with longing for the unknown and passion for exploration.

Subsequently, with another thought, all the flying swords returned to his dantian. He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and entered a state of enlightenment.

At this moment, Old Demon and Zhuque quietly stood guard, protecting him; the old Fire Spirit was even more afraid to breathe loudly, lest any sound disturb this great figure who was currently in enlightenment, thereby inviting disaster upon himself.

He carefully maintained the surrounding tranquility, fearing that any slight fluctuation would affect Li Chengfeng's journey of enlightenment.

Within Li Chengfeng's sea of consciousness, thirteen flying swords shuttled back and forth like swimming fish, arranged and combined in various ways, displaying endless sword dao profoundities.

With the addition of the Sword of Time and the Sword of Plunder, Li Chengfeng's thoughts returned to the starting point of his cultivation path.

Those past hardships, the wanderings on the edge of life and death, and everything he had painstakingly calculated and obtained, all appeared in his mind like scenes from a movie.

He began to repeatedly deduce and reflect on the path he had taken, wondering if choosing different paths or methods in the beginning would have led to different results and gains.

The speed of this deduction and reflection became faster and faster, and his heart surged with deeper and deeper insights.

Only now did he suddenly realize that everything in this world does not have only one fixed outcome; it constantly changes with people's choices and actions.

This discovery made him feel as if he had touched the veins of fate and the laws of karma.

He realized that fate was not an elusive and intangible thing, but a complex network woven from countless choices and actions.

For the first time, he felt the existence and power of fate so clearly, and also understood the role and responsibility he played in this web of fate.

Under the baptism of this dao rhythm, Li Chengfeng's temperament underwent earth-shaking changes. He seemed to have been reborn, becoming more profound and more composed.

In this profound comprehension, Li Chengfeng reached an unprecedented resonance of heart and realm, as if the entire world was under his control.

He integrated his Dao techniques, formations, constitutions, etc., into his understanding, unconsciously changing his gestures, and a special power quietly brewed within his body.

With a wave of his hand, he actually created a River of Time, although this river seemed short and narrow compared to the real River of Time, and the water splashes were so sparse that they seemed non-existent.

But this was a major breakthrough and special progress in Li Chengfeng's Dao techniques.

His eyes were bright and piercing, and he once again fell into deep comprehension, a scene that frightened the old Fire Spirit beside him to almost faint.

He incredulously witnessed Li Chengfeng's feat of creating a River of Time with a wave of his hand, knowing that if such power were directed at him, he would probably have been reduced to ashes long ago.

However, the path of enlightenment is always full of unknowns and challenges. Li Chengfeng knew that although he had made a breakthrough, he still had a long way to go before becoming a true powerhouse.

He once again concentrated his mind, integrating his elements into it, his gaze gradually deepening, and a special dao rhythm flowed within his body. Finally, his second movement – the River of History – was born.

Although Li Chengfeng could not truly create the vast and boundless River of Time, he created a River of History belonging to himself in his own way.

This river recorded his entire life, the scenes rising and falling, turning into river water rushing away, with no end, no future, only the present.

He sat cross-legged on the river, with flying swords swimming and shuttling around him like fish in the river, a scene that was unbelievable.

"River of History, the river belonging to me, Li Chengfeng, is finally completed!"

"Chengfeng's Twelve Movements, Second Movement: River of History!"

He burst into laughter, his voice filled with pride and joy.

This occasion transcended the five elements, was not bound by the future and reality, and only existed within Li Chengfeng's own Dao techniques.

All the swords turned into waves, gurgling and flowing. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a special dao rhythm surged within his body.

Upon seeing this, Old Demon and Little Zhuque were also overjoyed. They knew that Li Chengfeng's breakthrough this time was not only an increase in mana, but also a profound sublimation of his understanding of Dao techniques.

He integrated his own Dao techniques into it, making his cultivation even higher, his mana surging like the sea, about to step into the gate of the mid-stage of Core Formation.

However, Li Chengfeng was not eager to achieve quick success. He shook his head and took two more precious Nine-Revolution Golden Pills, forcibly suppressing the opportunity for breakthrough again, a scene that made the old Fire Spirit swallow hard.

"This fellow Daoist, you are truly amazing!" the old Fire Spirit sincerely praised, "You are clearly on the verge of a breakthrough, but you can still calmly squeeze your potential and not let yourself break through easily.

I have lived for so long, and this is the first time I have seen someone who can control their cultivation progress so well.

You must know that many people, once they have an opportunity to break through, can't wait to seize it immediately and use pills or other means to break through in one fell swoop.

But you choose to consolidate your foundation, such perseverance and foresight are truly admirable."

However, the old Fire Spirit also raised his concerns: "But there is also a drawback to this. In the future, your strength will become stronger and stronger, and the bottlenecks you encounter will become larger and larger.

If you fail at a critical moment because your foundation is not solid enough, it will be a great loss."

Upon hearing this, Li Chengfeng smiled slightly and expressed his gratitude to the old Fire Spirit: "Thank you for your guidance, Senior.

The Dao techniques I cultivate are indeed different, emphasizing the unity of all techniques. Without a solid foundation and a deep understanding of Dao techniques, how can I control those powerful spells and magic treasures?

I know that every Dao technique has its own special features, and every cultivation has new understandings and feelings.

If my foundation is not solid and my strength is not strong, how can I suppress them and make them work for me?"

After saying that, Li Chengfeng laughed loudly, and with a thought, those flying swords surrounding him instantly turned into streams of light and flew into his dantian, where they continued to be nourished and tempered by the mana within his body.

He stood up tall, moving his muscles and bones, feeling the abundant power within his body, his heart filled with confidence and anticipation.

These past few years have not been wasted for Li Chengfeng.

He has not only made considerable progress in his cultivation, but also reached a new height in his understanding of Dao techniques and his state of mind.

Although he has not yet officially advanced to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, he knows that it is only a matter of time.

As long as he can find the legendary Ghost Tree and plant it within the Hell Space, allowing the Hell Space to also have the nourishment of the spirit tree.

Then the opportunity for his cultivation breakthrough will naturally come.