Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood
Chapter 1350 - 662: Small Mountain Village, Young Nan Ming!_2

Chapter 1350: Chapter 662: Small Mountain Village, Young Nan Ming!_2

In the days that followed, Luo Yao took up residence in the mountain village.

He got along well with the villagers, often helping them solve small problems in their daily lives and teaching them some basic cultivation methods and self-defense techniques. Through his actions, he earned the villagers’ respect and affection.

However, Luo Yao did not forget his mission. He was always looking for suitable disciples, hoping to pass on Sword Immortal Li Shangbai’s legacy and Dao tradition.

In this mountain village, he met a young boy named Nan Ming.

Young Ming was smart and clever, with an exceptional talent and enthusiasm for cultivation.

He often asked Luo Yao questions about cultivation, to which Luo Yao always patiently responded.

Luo Yao noticed that, although Nan Ming was still young, he already showed considerable cultivation and potential.

He believed that with proper training, Nan Ming would surely become an outstanding disciple, inheriting the legacy and Dao tradition of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai.

Thus, Luo Yao began to train Nan Ming.

...

In the mountain village.

In the courtyard where Luo Yao resided.

At this moment, Nan Ming was gritting his teeth, practicing the horse stance in the courtyard’s open space.

"If you can’t make it, don’t push yourself further."

"The cultivator’s path is cold and harsh."

Although Luo Yao’s voice was calm, it held deep concern and hope.

Standing aside, his gaze was intense, watching Nan Ming’s sweat-soaked back, feeling both comforted and a bit worried.

Nan Ming did not reply, only silently persevering.

The innocence of his youth was replaced by determination and dedication.

His eyes shone with a resolute glow, as if saying: "I can do it, I definitely can!"

Luo Yao sighed softly, knowing that Nan Ming was a child with strong conviction.

From the first time he met Nan Ming, he saw the potential and talent in this young boy.

He believed that with enough guidance and nurturing, Nan Ming could become an outstanding cultivator, carrying on the legacy and Dao tradition of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai.

However, the path of cultivation was not smooth.

Luo Yao knew that Nan Ming would face various hardships and challenges in his cultivation journey.

He needed to continuously hone his will and perseverance to progress further on the path of cultivation.

Luo Yao walked to Nan Ming’s side, gently patting his shoulder.

He felt the stiffness and tension in Nan Ming’s body, but he said nothing, only using his actions to convey: "You are not alone, I will always be with you."

Nan Ming felt Luo Yao’s encouragement and support, a warmth rising within his heart.

He looked up at Luo Yao’s profound and firm gaze, filled with gratitude and admiration.

He knew he had met a true mentor and friend, the most valuable asset on his path of cultivation.

"Continue, Nan Ming."

Luo Yao’s voice was gentle yet firm, "The path of cultivation is difficult, but as long as you persevere, you will surely reach the end."

Nan Ming nodded, taking a deep breath and continuing to hold the horse stance.

His heart was full of determination and confidence, believing that with his efforts, he could become an outstanding cultivator.

In the courtyard where Luo Yao resided, time flowed like a gentle stream, silently, as Nan Ming’s figure grew more and more upright.

His eyes shone with a determined glow, a dedication and pursuit of the Sword Dao.

Under Luo Yao’s meticulous guidance, Nan Ming’s cultivation rose like spring bamboo, and his swordsmanship became increasingly exquisite, each strike seemingly capable of tearing the void.

The morning sunlight filtered through the clouds, spilling over the stone steps in front of the cave dwelling, where Nan Ming stood, longsword in hand, eyes closed and mind focused.

His mind was free of distractions, only the shadows of swords danced in his mind.

He attempted to grasp the profound aspects of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai’s legacy, those mystical concepts of Sword Intent, Sword Heart, and Sword Spirit like lighthouses in the fog, guiding him forward.

As his cultivation continued to improve, Nan Ming began to integrate Li Shangbai’s Sword Dao with his own insights.

He no longer confined himself to the form of sword moves but pursued the essence of Sword Intent.

His swordsmanship became more fluid and natural, each strike seemingly the purest force in the universe.

One day, watching Nan Ming practice his swordsmanship, a hint of admiration appeared in Luo Yao’s eyes.

He approached and gently patted Nan Ming’s shoulder, saying: "You have grasped the essence of the Sword Dao. From now on, you need to explore and comprehend the higher realms of the Sword Dao yourself."

Upon hearing this, Nan Ming sheathed his sword, turned, and saluted Luo Yao, saying: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will continue to work hard."

Luo Yao smiled and nodded, saying: "The path of the Sword Dao is long and arduous, but as long as you persist, one day you will reach the pinnacle of the Sword Dao."

A heroic spirit surged in Nan Ming’s heart, believing that in the near future, he could become a master of the Sword Dao like Sword Immortal Li Shangbai.

He gripped his longsword once again, eyes shining with a determined glow, and continued on the path of the Sword Dao.

Watching Nan Ming’s growth and progress, Luo Yao felt filled with comfort and pride.

He knew he had found a suitable disciple, capable of carrying on the legacy and Dao tradition of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai.

He believed that, through Nan Ming’s efforts, the legacy and Dao tradition of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai would surely shine brightly in the future cultivation world.

However, Luo Yao also knew that his mission was not complete.

He still needed to find other disciples to spread Sword Immortal Li Shangbai’s legacy and Dao tradition even further.

He believed that as long as there were those willing to learn and inherit these valuable legacies and traditions, the cultivation world would surely become more prosperous and powerful.

With that, Luo Yao left the mountain village with Nan Ming.

Having stayed in this mountain village for several years.

Even in Luo Yao’s heart, there was a slight reluctance.

But often, reality is like this.

Why climb? To reach higher realms, to gain greater power.

He constantly needed to experience and train.

...

Outside the mountain village, about ten miles away.

In a forest not considered very large.

Luo Yao was silently leaning against a century-old tree.

His expression was calm and unchanged.

In front of him, a young boy was fighting a demonic beast with a longsword.

This boy was Nan Ming.

His swordsmanship had become increasingly refined, each strike precise and powerful, as if slicing through the air.

Though the demonic beast was large and strong, under Nan Ming’s swordsmanship, it was like a tamed beast, only able to endure the attacks passively.

The demonic beast’s roars echoed through the sky, but Nan Ming’s gaze remained exceptionally determined, with only the sword and the pursuit of the Sword Dao in his heart.

He kept wielding his sword, each strike like battling his Heart Demon, each strike putting in every effort.

Luo Yao watched the battle between Nan Ming and the demonic beast, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Although, in his eyes.

Nan Ming’s Sword Dao was still extremely immature, even riddled with gaps.

But for the demonic beast...

Nan Ming’s Sword Dao was already terrifying.

This demonic beast was called the "Azure Scaled Beast," one of the overlords of this forest, with scales as hard as iron and incredible strength.

Yet, under Nan Ming’s swordsmanship, its scales seemed to be mere paper, easily sliced, blood flowing.

Nan Ming continued to wield his sword, each strike seemed to vent his emotions, pouring all his strength into his swordsmanship, attempting to defeat the Azure Scaled Beast.

The Azure Scaled Beast roared, feeling Nan Ming’s resolve and tenacity, and sensing the wounds on its body.

It grew more and more ferocious, trying to defeat Nan Ming with greater strength.

However, Nan Ming did not back down; instead, he further strengthened his resolve.

He knew that as long as he persisted, he could certainly defeat the Azure Scaled Beast.