Celestial River Sword Technique!
The ancient manual was exquisite, as if forged from refined iron. Ling Fei carefully turned to the first page.
An illustration accompanied by text appeared before him.
First, his gaze fell upon the illustration.
It was a sword.
Faintly, Ling Fei could feel a sharp and imposing aura from within the drawing of the sword.
Then, he shifted his gaze to the text beside it.
The sword is a sharp weapon!
The sword is a cutting edge!
The sword has softness!
The sword has hardness!
The sword can take ten thousand forms!
The sword can contain ten thousand daos!
All things can be a sword!
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Only by comprehending the meaning of the sword can one enter the Sword Dao!
This was the general principle of the Celestial River Sword Technique.
Reading this general principle, Ling Fei's heart stirred, as if he had glimpsed a world of the Sword Dao.
