Gu An walked into Mystic Valley, scanning the disciples' cultivation along the way. He spotted Chu Jingfeng meditating under a tree with a wooden sword standing before him.
He suddenly became interested and turned around to walk over.
"Brother Chu, what are you doing?" Gu An asked curiously.
Chu Jingfeng opened his eyes and replied, "I'm contemplating my swordsmanship, trying to create a new sword technique."
"Creating a sword technique? That's amazing. Why are you using a wooden sword? If you need a real sword, you can ask me!"
Gu An praised him and then took out a treasure sword from his storage bag.
Chu Jingfeng's storage bag had long been confiscated, and the spirit stones he earned doing odd jobs were kept in his house.
Facing the gift of the sword, Chu Jingfeng shook his head and said, "No need. I want to comprehend pure swordsmanship, deriving it from the heart rather than from the sword itself."
It sounded quite profound.
