Super God: Liang Bing: Please, stop going crazy!

Zhou Chi knew that he could not escape, so he had to bite the bullet and fight. He roared, and the long sword in his hand slashed out a blood-red blade light. That was a secret skill of his family, which was specially used to sacrifice blood and was extremely powerful. But Cheng Hao was not afraid at all. He looked at him contemptuously, and then swept the long sword across. The sword energy was like a violent storm, and the blade light was directly chopped into pieces.

Zhou Chi felt a chill running through his heart, and he was completely desperate. He knew that he was no longer a match for Cheng Hao. The former prey had now grown into a hunter, and he was standing on the brink of death.

Cheng Hao did not give Zhou Chi a chance to breathe. He stepped forward and approached him instantly. The sword in his hand pierced out like lightning, aiming straight at Zhou Chi's heart. Zhou Chi raised his knife to block in fear, but in the face of absolute strength, his resistance seemed extremely fragile. The sword pierced his chest, and blood stained his clothes red.

Zhou Chi's eyes widened, his face full of reluctance and fear. He opened his mouth to say something, but thick blood gushed out of his throat. Finally, his body softened and he fell to the ground, his life quickly fading away before his eyes.

Cheng Hao stood in front of Zhou Chi's body, the blood on his sword still wet. There was no extra emotion in his eyes, only the indifference and determination after the hatred was resolved. At this moment, he finally killed his enemy and avenged his family. However, deep in his heart, he did not feel the relief he had imagined.

Hatred is a double-edged sword. When it burns out, it also takes away many things. Cheng Hao took a deep breath, put away his sword, and looked up at the night sky. The stars were particularly bright tonight, but he felt a complicated emotion in his heart.

With Zhou Chi's death, the power of the Zhou family collapsed. Cheng Hao did not choose to kill them all, after all, not all members of the Zhou family participated in the tragedy. He quietly left the Zhou family and walked towards the path in the mountains. Looking back, the Zhou family mansion looked extremely desolate in the night.

Back in the valley, Qin Mu was still standing on the stone waiting, as if he had already foreseen the outcome. Cheng Hao walked up to him, his eyes no longer filled with the confusion of the past, but with a firm determination for the future.

Qin Mu said calmly: "Now that your hatred has been avenged, do you feel relieved?"

Cheng Hao was silent for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "Some, but not completely relieved. I thought that after killing my enemies, all the pain would disappear, but now I understand that hatred is only part of it, and I still need to find my true self."

Qin Mu stood in the night wind, listening to Cheng Hao's answer, with a trace of deep thought in his eyes. After revenge, although Cheng Hao appeared calm on the surface, the confusion and bewilderment in his heart had not completely dissipated. Qin Mu understood that the power brought by hatred would often make people fall into a sense of rootless drifting after completing the mission, which was also the biggest obstacle in Cheng Hao's heart.

Qin Mu slowly walked to Cheng Hao's side, his voice calm but full of power: "You have completed your revenge and killed your enemy, but your heart is still empty and confused. This is because you have always regarded revenge as your only goal and ignored your true self. Kendo is not only for killing, but also for finding your own heart."

Cheng Hao frowned slightly after hearing this and whispered, "Senior, my family was destroyed when I was young, and only hatred supported me. Now that I have taken revenge, it seems that something is missing in my heart. It has become empty. I don't know what to do next."

Qin Mu turned to face Cheng Hao, his eyes as deep as a cold pond: "You use hatred as support, yes, but if you rely on hatred blindly, the way of the sword will never be perfect. The sword in your hand should not be born only for hatred, it should be the continuation of your inner strength and the reflection of your true heart."

Cheng Hao was silent for a moment, as if he had realized something: "But I still don't understand, what is my true heart? If there is no hatred, will my swordsmanship be shaken?"

Qin Mu smiled slightly, his tone gentle but firm: "Kendo is a process of exploring oneself. You have gone through the stage of hatred, and now what you need is inner precipitation and reflection. Hatred has taught you to persevere, but the ultimate state of Kendo is a calm mind. You need to learn to let go of those heavy emotions and return your heart to peace, so that you can truly find your own path."

Cheng Hao fell into deep thought. His eyes moved from Qin Mu's face to the long sword in his hand. The sword that had been wielded countless times and stained with countless blood seemed to be no longer so sharp in his eyes, but a reflection of his inner self. He gradually understood that his swordsmanship could not stop at hatred, and a truly strong person needed to find a higher pursuit.

Qin Mu saw that he had gained some understanding, and continued, "Kendo is like life, hatred is just a stage. You have already experienced the most painful part, and now you have to learn how to move forward without hatred. You can go to see the mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and feel the power between heaven and earth; you can discuss swords with like-minded people to learn about different sword ways; you can even look for true spiritual tranquility and let the sword and heart merge into one. You have to understand that the pinnacle of kendo is not about killing, but about breathing with heaven and earth, and being in harmony with all things."

Cheng Hao's eyes flashed with light, he seemed to have grasped something, but it was not clear. He asked in a low voice: "Senior, how can I really let go of hatred and return to peace of mind?"

Qin Mu said slowly: "Letting go is not forgetting, but accepting. Accept everything you have experienced, stop clinging to the past, and don't let hatred influence your judgment. You can choose to remember, but don't let it become a bondage. The essence of kendo is selflessness, it is to find the balance of the heart in every sword, and find your own true meaning."

Cheng Hao nodded thoughtfully, and the fog in his heart gradually dissipated. He realized that although the hatred in the past shaped who he is now, it could not be everything in his future. Hatred had completed its mission, and he needed to find a new goal and a new direction.

In order to help Cheng Hao understand this better, Qin Mu decided to take him on a real mind training. The next morning, Qin Mu took Cheng Hao to a quiet forest, where gurgling streams, birds singing and flowers blooming revealed the harmony of nature. Qin Mu sat cross-legged on a large rock and motioned Cheng Hao to meditate and feel the natural breath around him.

"Close your eyes, put aside all distracting thoughts, listen to the wind in the mountains, the flow in the water, and feel the pulse of all things." Qin Mu said softly.

Following Qin Mu's instructions, Cheng Hao slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and let go of his emotions bit by bit. Gradually, only the sound of wind, flowing water, and birdsong remained in his ears, as if everything between heaven and earth had merged into this tranquility. His thoughts became clear, the memories of hatred and killing gradually faded away, and his heart gradually returned to purity.

Qin Mu said softly: "This is the power of heaven and earth. All things in heaven and earth do not fight or compete. Everything is in its proper place in nature. Your sword should also be like this flowing water, moving with the flow and finding its own direction, rather than blindly pursuing powerful strength."

Cheng Hao's mind was clear at this moment. He felt the changes in his heart. The obsession and hatred that had lingered in his heart seemed to be sublimated at this moment. He finally understood that he lived not only for revenge, but more importantly, to find his place in this world and let the swordsmanship truly become the continuation of his soul.

In the following days, Qin Mu took Cheng Hao to travel around to see different mountains and rivers, and to experience the various forms of life in the world. These experiences allowed Cheng Hao to gradually let go of the heaviness of the past, and his inner sword intention became more harmonious. He began to understand that the true sword way is not only about killing, but also about finding peace and ease in the heart.

Once, the two came to a small village, and the villagers were holding a celebration. Cheng Hao was infected by the simple laughter and simple happiness. He stood at the entrance of the village, feeling this ordinary happiness, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He finally realized that there are many things worth cherishing in life, not just hatred and revenge.

Qin Mu was secretly relieved when he saw Cheng Hao's expression. He knew that Cheng Hao was gradually untangling his knot and truly moving towards a higher level of swordsmanship. Hatred is part of power, but true power comes from inner peace and harmony.

Cheng Hao also gradually realized that although the hatred in the past shaped his sword intention, the future of swordsmanship lies in transcending hatred and pursuing a broader world. His sword gradually became softer, but still sharp, and his state of mind became as calm as flowing water, but it contained endless power.

When Cheng Hao returned to the forest to meditate again, there was no more ripples in his heart. He felt the connection between himself and the world, and the sword spirit was integrated into the wind, rain, mountains and rivers, becoming omnipresent. He finally found the true sword way, no longer limited to hatred, but transcended the past and moved towards a new realm.

Qin Mu looked at Cheng Hao's changes and said softly, "Very good, you have found your own sword path. The rest of the way will depend on you."

Cheng Hao stood up, his eyes clear and firm. He knew that the road ahead was still full of challenges, but he was no longer confused. His swordsmanship was no longer based on pure hatred, but on the power of the heart to transcend the past and move towards the future.

As night fell, Cheng Hao stood on the top of the mountain, his sword flashing a cool light under the moonlight. His sword was no longer wielded out of hatred, but to pursue the true peace and freedom in his heart.

After Cheng Hao found inner peace and the direction of swordsmanship, Qin Mu knew that it was time for Cheng Hao to face the vast world alone. Three years of teaching have ended, and Cheng Hao is no longer the boy who needs constant guidance. He has the ability to explore the future and hone himself on his own.

That morning, the mountains were filled with mist, and the sun shone through the treetops, casting mottled shadows. Cheng Hao was practicing swordplay by the stream, and the sword light drew cool traces in the morning mist, with a natural charm. Qin Mu stood not far away, watching him quietly, with a lot of emotion in his heart.

Cheng Hao sheathed his sword, looked up at Qin Mu, and smiled: "Senior, I feel I am ready, and the confusion in my heart gradually dissipated. I know that the next step should be taken by myself."