"This is...the state of freedom."
Tang Zhao opened his eyes again, and sure enough he came to another world.
The whole process was very smooth, and there was no spinning feeling like when watching Kenshin. It was as if his eyes were simply moving from one window to the other.
He looked carefully at the comfortable environment.
how to say……
A bit abstract.
This is undoubtedly a bright world, with flowers and meadows, blue sky and white clouds, and small houses in the distance with red roofs and white walls, and chimneys still emitting smoke.
It is even more colorful, lively and lovely than the outside world, but it is obviously not the real world.
Everything here is composed of simple geometric patterns. The sun is a sphere, the trees are triangles stacked on rectangles, and the grass is clusters of three lines growing together...
The colors of the scenery are also very bright, the red is bright red, the green is green, and the sky is blue. The colors were all uniform and patchy, as if they had been dyed with dye.
The state of freedom is like a picture drawn by a child, or like the world in a fairy tale book.
It is still the kind of fairy tale book for very young children. When Tang Zhao was six years old, he stopped listening to Mr. Chen telling such childish fairy tales, and when he was ten years old, he stopped drawing such pictures of villains.
But although this world is childish, he is still happy somehow.
He seems to have a body in this world, the kind of little matchstick-like body that matches the style of painting here. He jumped a few times on the spot, easily jumped up the tree, and then jumped up to the house, and finally jumped on the spot. Jump, jump as high as the red sun, and reach out to catch the white clouds next to you.
What an amazing experience.
This is a dream-like world, so anything can be done.
All his dreams can come true, all he needs is a thought.
Just like a child can control his own painting. With a stroke of a brush, the sky and the earth can be turned upside down, the sun can rise from the west, and a world can be born or destroyed.
"I'm here, where's my sword?"
Following his call, a sword appeared out of thin air. The painting style was consistent with this world. It was a long stick with a short horizontal bar in the middle, like an elongated cross.
Tang Zhao grabbed it in his hand and felt something in his heart.
It's a sword, but it's not his sword.
This is just a sword drawn in a fairy tale world. It has no sword intention, no light, no vitality, and no power.
It seems he didn't bring his sword.
This is not surprising. This world should be purely spiritual. The sword is still material after all, so he should not be able to bring it in. He should be able to draw an exact sword in detail, but that would be troublesome.
There are some material restrictions, but the spirit should be free to do as one pleases, right?
Then - come out, my Kenshin!
There is movement this time!
His match-like body suddenly broke into two pieces, and a heart jumped out of it.
It was the shape of a heart, red, like a love.
Although it is just a picture, the image is the best, and you can know what it means at a glance.
If in the outside world, his body split open and his heart came out, it would be such a terrifying scene, but here it is normal...?
Tang Zhao didn't feel scary, only felt magical.
Because as soon as his heart jumped out, he felt part of his spirit jump out of his consciousness and condense in front of his eyes.
This wasn't that his mind was broken. This part of his consciousness still belonged to him and had never been separated. At most, it was like someone picked up his hand and put it next to him. As soon as he reached out, he naturally took his hand back.
In other words, what was separated was really his sword heart. The sword heart that he couldn't find, distinguish, and couldn't call out came out of this world with just one thought.
How can I put it, it is a miracle!
Holding the sword heart, Tang Zhao whispered: "Break it down for me."
He just gave a simple order, but in fact he made a very detailed request in his mind - to dismantle the sword heart as much as possible into the most basic spiritual units.
That is to say, in this world, both disassembly and union are reversible. In the outside world, the most precious sword heart cannot be touched even if it is 99% certain. The idea of breaking up Kenshin is crazy.
Following his thought, the red sword heart decomposed in an instant.
It does not decompose like building blocks or turn into powder, but peels off the outer layer layer by layer like peeling bamboo shoots, forming the shape of an inverted lotus.
An even more magical thing happened. Each piece of the "bamboo shoots" that had been peeled off looked exactly the same. He couldn't tell the difference, but he actually realized what was being peeled off.
That's his belief, his confidence, his preference, his fun...
Every time he peeled off a piece, he seemed to hear a "cluck" sound, as if his heart was shaking.
Or maybe this movement is just the "sound effect" that this fairy tale world deserves for him. After all, he clearly felt that the parts of the sword heart that were peeled off still belonged to him and had not been damaged, let alone deprived of them. It should just be that the world was helping him to manifest it.
In the end, pieces of his coat fell off, and he finally saw the "shoot heart" of his sword, which was the anchor of his sword.
He had already noticed what it was before the last layer was peeled off.
The moment I noticed it, it was like a person with a stuffy nose suddenly smelled the smell. Once the secret that had been accumulated for many years was revealed, my body and mind suddenly became smooth, and I felt as if I was about to fly.
Anchor is his ideal.
It's not a great ideal, it's not peace in the world, it's not about people living and working in peace and contentment, it's not even about eradicating demons and protecting the Tao, but it's a strange ideal.
——I want to be like my name, I want to turn into sunshine and become the sun.
——If you cannot become the sun, you must at least be on the road to the sun.
This is also the reason why he named his sword "Jing Xing" with his own selfish misinterpretation.
The mountains are high and the scenery is still there. Although I can't reach it, my heart yearns for it.
For a moment, he suddenly understood a word:
"Thoughts are clear".
This is my sword heart.
It should be like this, and it is!
What makes him happiest is not that his sword's heart is so in line with his heart, but that he already knows that the starting point of sword's heart is the choice made by the sword. It was the first response Jian gave him when he entered the realm of "telepathy".
He named the sword "Jing Xing" because of his ideal, and the sword immediately chose the ideal of "Jing Xing" as the anchor of his sword.
Isn't this kind of tacit understanding just like "heart to heart"?
It is indeed a sword that was taken out of his body and forged by his own hands. It is the only sword in heaven and earth that is most suitable for him! Why isn't it a match made in heaven?
Tang Zhaozhen's heart was full of joy, and the sword's heart in the free state jumped with his joy, and the color became more vivid. Although the appearance of this world is too abstract to see any changes in his sword heart, he knows that his sword heart's cultivation has suddenly increased by a big step!
This was not direct help from the state of freedom, but his own enlightenment.
At this time, he doesn't even need any additional help. He only needs to exit the state of freedom, return to his body, hold the sword, and naturally he will be able to realize the swordsmanship he wants and become a swordsman. Everything will fall into place.
He was about to go out to complete this step when suddenly something happened in his heart and he thought to himself:
You’ve already come here, why not practice again according to the method that ordinary swordsmen come in to practice?
You must know that the method he just asked Kenshin to decompose and then confirm the anchor point was based on his experience of understanding Kenshin, which is inherently special. Most people would not do this when entering the realm of freedom. Even if a swordsman came in, they would not think of taking apart their own sword heart to search for it. They will use another more mature exercise method.
Tan Jianxia had taught him this method and said it was very effective.
Tang Zhao decided to give it a try and shouted: "I need to temper the sword's heart."
The air moved, and a hammer appeared.
To temper, temper, you need a hammer.
The shape and color of the hammer were exactly as Tan Swordsman said. Tang Zhao felt reassured and said, "I want to train my sword heart."
A furnace appeared in the sky.
Exercise is to be refined by fire and requires flame.
Tang Zhao laughed out loud. This world of color focuses on a dream come true. There are no metaphors or exaggerations. They are all presented truthfully.
Although the hammer and stove appear to be childish, this is really the correct way to use them. These two props are treasures that are passed down from word to mouth in Zizijing.
The order is...
Tang Zhao picked up his sword heart, hesitated for a moment, threw it gently into the stove.
Sizzling...
The stove seemed to be stuffed with a handful of wet firewood, and gray smoke was coming out.
Those are the impurities of Kenshin. This furnace can temper the impurities out and make the sword's heart purer.
Just throw the Kenshin in, and don't worry about anything else. It's a fool's errand.
It can be seen that the swordsmen who come in are all following the same steps, they only know what is happening but do not know why. They only follow mature props and operations to obtain a good result.
It's good to have results. As long as the sword's heart is clear, why bother with how it works? If you know too much, you may get lost in the lake.
Tang Zhao wanted to know more about the principles. Some of the reasons were because he was a Fu Swordsman and was used to doing research, so he had an occupational disease.
In fact, he was very curious just now, what are the impurities in Jian's heart?
At this moment, before he could think about it carefully, he felt his mind was burning. It's not that the matchstick man in his own state feels hot, but that his spirit outside is being refined. The wisps of distracting thoughts and hesitations disappeared as if they were being burned.
it works!
The furnace in the realm of freedom is just a symbol, and the real exercise directly affects the sword's heart.
This calcining continued for nearly an hour, until there was no more smoke in the furnace. Tang Zhao thought, and a bright red heart jumped out of the furnace, like a peeled roasted sweet potato.
At this time, he felt extremely refreshed. Although he did not seem to be directly advancing the progress of Kenshin, he knew that he had gained a lot. From now on, his efficiency in sword mastering will be greatly improved! Even the time it takes for him to master the swordsmanship he was about to master can be shortened and the quality can be improved.
It is indeed a treasure passed down from the realm of freedom!
It’s easy to operate and has magical effects. No wonder Zi Zai Lou has become a legend!
Tang Zhao rested for a while and then looked at the hammer. This was another treasure that was said to enhance the toughness of the sword's heart.
Without further ado, let’s get started!
