vstars Chapter 353: One Way Li Ping Died
Chapter 353: One Way Li Ping Died
Li Ping said that his comprehension was very poor...
Xiaomeng stared blankly at Li Ping, at his swordsmanship that was both divine and demonic...
She was an extremely proud person, but she had to admit that Li Ping's swordsmanship was far superior to her own.
With swordsmanship like that, how can his comprehension be considered poor?
What level of comprehension is considered strong?!
Li Ping had previously said that a powerful enemy was approaching, so he wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible.
What kind of formidable enemy could bring such pressure to someone like him?
Huh, what is he doing?
He said he had grasped the essence of the Hundred-Step Flying Sword...
Is it the Hundred-Step Flying Sword technique of the Guigu School?
This is completely different from what is recorded in the sect's scriptures...
Gai Nie was even more dumbfounded. He could sense what Li Ping was doing, pouring all his energy and spirit into the Qiu Li Sword.
The Hundred-Step Flying Sword technique certainly requires this, but it doesn't need to go to this extent...
He's practically offering himself up as a sacrifice to the sword!
Lang Fanyun was dumbfounded.
No, what are you doing now?
What kind of Hundred-Step Flying Sword is this? You committed suicide before the fight even started?
Oh, no, you won't die!
Wait, could it be that he wants to reside entirely in the sword, thereby controlling the longsword and transforming it into a flying sword?
What kind of sword can carry your essence and spirit?
Moreover, the primordial spirit dissipates once it leaves the body; how can you maintain it...?
Huh?
This sword can actually do that?
so amazing!
But what's the use?
Even if you can control this longsword to fly up and hurt people, it's not as good as just using the sword directly.
Finally, Li Ping's life force was completely exhausted, and he died...
Then, Li Ping's extremely weakened aura instantly returned to its peak, and the Qiu Li Sword hovered beside him, ready to strike.
Lang Fanyun stared wide-eyed, and after what seemed like an eternity, he suddenly took out his wine jug, took a sip, and exclaimed with a laugh, "Brother Li, oh Brother Li, I'm truly impressed! You are a peerless genius!"
Li Ping was taken aback: "Me? Brother Lang, there's no need for that. I know my own limitations perfectly well."
Lang Fanyun shook his head and chuckled: "You're a complete liar! You have absolutely no idea what kind of genius you are."
No one is perfect; everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses!
"This is easier said than done. So many people live their whole lives without ever truly understanding themselves, yet you have!"
"If you can identify your strengths, fully utilize them, and avoid your weaknesses, what else is that but genius?"
Li Ping scratched his head, "Am I really that good?"
Then, pointing his sword, the Qiu Li Sword beside him shot through the air and flew towards Lang Fanyun.
The sword light, like waves crashing against clouds, simplifies the complex and strikes the Autumn Black Sword with a single stroke.
The Autumn Li Sword paused slightly, then unleashed a burst of sword light, only to have it completely extinguished by Lang Fanyun.
Li Ping shook his head. No, no, it still won't work!
Although the sword possesses its own essence and spirit, it is impossible for me to execute exquisite sword techniques in this way, because the sword lacks the meridians of the human body, and the changes in sword energy are too rigid...
It is not much different from the Yellow Heaven Great Method, which directly absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and transforms it into qi weapons.
The flying sword suddenly returned to Li Ping's hand. He felt his Yang Spirit dissipating, though much slower than when it left his body directly, it was still dissipating...
However, one's own essence and true energy can truly reside within the sword.
So it can only be used as a self-destructing flying sword, but you can save it in advance?
If you store up a dozen or so times and then detonate them, what can't be killed by the explosion?
Thinking of this, Li Ping's expression softened a bit.
Rong'er painstakingly created the "Calculus and I Ching" book, but she couldn't learn it at all, wasting all of Rong'er's efforts. But at least it wasn't a complete waste.
At least I can create a super self-destructing flying sword!
No matter how much Pang Ban can obscure reality, he can't actually change it.
My self-destructing flying sword is so big, how could it not kill him?
Once his physical body is destroyed, I really don't believe that his primordial spirit can exist independently without a physical body.
He then looked at all his protectors and disciples and smiled, "I'm sorry to have worried you all. I didn't go crazy. I just encountered some minor problems while practicing. Now the problems are all resolved. It's alright, it's alright. Everyone, go away."
"Brother Lang, thank you very much this time."
Lang Fanyun scratched his chin: "I didn't do anything."
Then, Li Ping clasped his hands in a fist salute to Gai Nie and Gao Jianli: "I presume these are the Sword Saints Gai Nie and Gao Jianli. I have long admired your names."
Seeing Li Ping's politeness, Gao Jianli's dissatisfaction dissipated considerably.
Gai Nie said, "The swordsmanship of Mr. Li and Mr. Lang is simply astounding. Who in the world can withstand such swordsmanship? Why does Mr. Li seem dissatisfied with his own swordsmanship?"
Li Ping sighed: "At most half a month, the Tatar and Ming armies will be at war."
"The Demon Master Pang Ban will surely head south."
"He is incredibly strong, and I'm not confident of victory. That's why I just created this flying sword technique, hoping to borrow a famous sword. I think Mr. Gao's Water-Cold Sword can also support my flying sword technique..."
Gao Jianli was taken aback: "I've also heard of the Demonic Master Pang Ban. Is he really that terrifying?"
"However, if it's for resisting alien invasion, what's wrong with lending this Water-Cold Sword to the sect leader?"
Li Ping was secretly delighted. Mr. Gao, you really are easy to fool... Pshaw, this isn't a lie, it's the truth!
Having two famous swords is like having two super bombs!
Steady!
He chatted with Gai Nie and Gao Jianli for a few minutes, arranged for someone to take them to rest, and then took Lang Fanyun to see Ling Zhantian.
Lang Fanyun sighed, "Brother Li, you've died many times. What exactly happened?"
Lang Fanyun could see through many things, but he couldn't see through death.
What is the truth about death?
Is it a fresh start, or will everything return to nothingness?
Li Ping gripped his chin: "Different ways of dying feel different, like being beheaded."
"I used to think that if someone was beheaded, they wouldn't feel pain because their nerves would be severed."
"That's completely wrong, it hurts like hell!"
"I guess the brain sensed that the head had been cut off, and even though there were no nerve signals, it 'felt' that it should be in that kind of pain..."
"If it's dying from having your heart and lungs ripped out and bleeding to death, that's different."
"In the moment before you die, you won't be in a lot of pain or afraid. Instead, you'll feel a sense of happiness, joy, and warmth."
"I guess this is also a trick of the brain; it knows you're going to die and tries its best to dispel your fear... It's really gentle!"
"Before you die, just like in the legends, you will rapidly recall your entire life, even things you had long forgotten, the smallest details. In the end, everything returns to nothingness, even your thoughts are 'dead,' and at that time, you can't remember anything..."
"It was absolute darkness, absolute silence, absolute nothingness. You can't imagine how terrifying it was until you experienced it!"
Lang Fanyun stared blankly at Li Ping for a long time before taking a sip of wine: "Brother Li, you're only a teenager. The suffering you've endured these past few months is something others can't catch up to in a lifetime."
"It's truly admirable that you can still laugh and joke like this every day without going crazy!"
Li Ping chuckled: "There's nothing to admire about it, after all, I'm not really going to die."
"It's like a rich person pretending to be poor to experience life. No matter how hard or tiring it is, they know it's only temporary. Naturally, they are much more optimistic and resilient than the truly poor."
"Besides, I have Rong'er and the others by my side. With them around, any negative emotions I have will dissipate."
"But even so, to be honest, every time I died I was terrified, very scared, and in a lot of pain, extremely painful. I never dared to tell Rong'er and the others these things..."
Lang Fanyun sighed again, then frowned deeply: "This shouldn't be. Judging from this situation, you should have already reached the Ultimate Yang..."
"When your memories begin to burn, your consciousness dissipates, and all yin is transformed, you should have already reached the ultimate yang..."
Upon hearing this, Li Ping's pupils dilated dramatically.
He finally understood where the problem lay...