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Chapter 206: Intercept the clouds and summon them!

Chapter 207: Intercept the clouds and summon them!

In the empty and desolate secret realm of the ruins, three streams of light streaked across the sky and flew away.

At the front was a swordsman in white clothes, walking with his hands behind his back and riding a sword. The vast spiritual power of his Nascent Soul seemed to be able to confine the space around him. His figure flickered in the sky, appearing only for a moment every hundred feet or so.

It was actually able to transmit information continuously in the air without the help of the formation, causing the cultivators on the spiritual boat behind to marvel and communicate with each other.

The monk holding the jade sighed softly, "Stepping on the lotus and dragging the waves, crossing the sky... Fellow Daoist Chen is not far from the Divine Transformation."

Qin Chuxin raised her beautiful eyes slightly and said, "Lu Qing wants to surpass him, but I'm afraid there is no chance. With such strength at the level of Changsheng Yuanying, he is worthy of being the sword master even in the Nine Swords Holy Land."

"Um……"

"Guarding the remote Yongning, with thousands of disciples under his tutelage and the ancient ruins at his back... there's no need to return to Zhongzhou."

Jiang Yuanhu narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded slightly and said: "It's quite impressive."

……

Behind this ethereal boat evolved from divine consciousness, a blue bird flapped its wings from time to time, stirring up strong winds that blew it back.

Zhao Qing extended his spiritual sense and silently sensed the sword-wielding inheritance on other cliff walls.

He knew in his heart that this trip was a great bargain...

Just standing on the Green Jade Bird is something that countless cultivators will never be able to do in their lifetime.

Most sects and families travel by spirit boats, and very few people in Yongning Prefecture fly by spirit birds.

Not to mention the green jade bird that would kill anyone who touched it... Until now, Zhao Qing still had no clear understanding of the green bird under his feet.

All we know is that its tail feathers contain a deadly poison, and even the Gu cultivators in the Baiyu Tower are afraid of it.

But there is one thing he is very clear about, to be able to become a disciple of Fenghuang Tower, Qingque must be extremely powerful.

If I don't use the magical power of the Blood Robe, I might not even be able to defeat a bird...

At this moment, he looked at the thick fog between the distant mountains, and a sense of heroism suddenly arose in his heart.

Before this, he had never ridden a Yujing disciple... but this time he picked it up.

Si He's chuckle spread: "Qing Huan, isn't it?"

Zhao Qing: ...

"I mean the spirit bird."

……

A faint panting sound came from her ears, and a trace of sweat oozed from Hong Ning's forehead: "It seems that I am not suitable for using a sword."

Zhao Qing raised his eyes slightly and said nothing.

He knew that Hong Ning was forcing himself to observe the sword marks on the cliff wall and was attacked back.

Luo Xianning shook her head and said, "That's not the case. Perhaps I haven't found the right inheritance. I was powerless before the Heart Sword, but when I watched the rain fall, I didn't suffer any backlash."

The so-called falling rain refers to the inheritance of the sword marks on the second cliff among the three hundred miles of peaks.

When Zhao Qing was exploring, he felt as if he was in a late spring rain forest. The rain all over the sky turned into sword intent, which was like a continuous sword formation when slow and as powerful as the sky falling when fast.

In addition to these two sword marks on the cliff, there are also the Wuchen Sword, the Chengying Sword, the Zhuyue Sword, and the Yanhuai Sword...

However, Zhao Qing could only see the surface and could not comprehend the artistic conception of swordsmanship at all.

After all... he has never used a sword.

The golden-haired demon woman looked at the young monk Yayoi and said softly, "Yayoi, can you sense the inheritance on the first cliff by walking?"

The little monk raised his eyebrows slightly and asked carefully, "Inheritance?"

"I think that what is on the cliff is not a sword tradition, but just a unique artistic conception."

"To cultivate a sword with one's heart, one must naturally observe it with one's heart. Relying on cultivation and spiritual awareness will only be counterproductive."

"The sword of falling rain follows the great momentum of heaven and earth. One should understand the 'momentum' hidden around him. Between movement and stillness, between the wind and the waves, there is a unique power hidden in them."

"Without a clear and penetrating mind of cultivation, it is difficult to comprehend the profound mysteries of the Dustless Sword."

"The Sword of Chengying, even this humble monk cannot comprehend even a little bit..."

Kong Yang nodded silently and said, "Indeed."

Red lemon eyes slanted: "Have you discovered it a long time ago?"

"..."

Kong Yang: "I just found out."

He turned to look at Yayoi and said softly, "Based on your knowledge, is the sword tradition here worth traveling for?"

The young monk's face showed a thoughtful expression. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Traveling is the way to travel the world, to embrace the mountains and rivers in one's heart. How can there be any question of whether it is worth it or not?"

"However, Senior Brother specifically instructed me to come here, so I think there must be a lot of karmic connection hidden in it."

After hearing Yayoi's words, several people looked at each other and nodded silently.

First, Bai Wanqiu sent the willow branch to Zhongzhou, which led to Bodhi's travels... For the elders of Bodhi's lineage to order Yayoi to come here specifically, there must be some great benefits involved.

Si He's words reached his mind: "The artistic conception contained in this, even if it is separated from the sword path, is still a great opportunity."

Zhao Qing's expression changed slightly: "Did you gain anything?"

Si He was silent for a moment, then said softly, "We need to take a closer look, and then we'll go back to the sixth cliff to take a look."

Take a closer look! ?

Zhao Qing: "Is it really that easy?"

Si He chuckled and said, "Is it difficult?"

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At the same time, in the deepest part of the secret realm.

Behind the dilapidated mountain temple, there grows a huge peach tree.

This peach tree is no different from the willow tree. It was also destroyed by lightning, but the vitality in its remains is much stronger than that of the dead willow.

As a result, a very shriveled fruit was produced on it, which looked very ugly compared to ordinary spiritual peaches.

At this moment, a woman walked slowly among the ruins of the mountain temple.

The woman was wearing a white corseted dress, and her figure was ethereal, as if she was just an illusion, and out of tune with this world.

She looked back at the distant mountains with her beautiful eyes and sighed softly: "Master's Wife, someone else is coming."

As she spoke, she picked the shriveled peach. As her slender hands held it, endless vitality dissipated and returned to the withered peach itself.

In an instant, a strange fragrance filled the air...

The withered peach tree began to sprout branches and buds, and then withered and turned into ashes in an instant.

A weak sigh came from the withered peach.

"Su'er, disperse. Heaven's punishment is beyond the reach of your remnant soul to stop."

The woman's eyes trembled slightly, and her slender hand wanted to touch the peach tree in front of her, but it passed through it.

She closed her eyes and whispered to herself, "When I have healed the Ruyi Sword, I will take him to find Master and help him get rid of the calamity."

Another shadow walked out from the withered peach, also a woman with outstanding grace.

She sighed bitterly, "The Sect Master has been dead for tens of thousands of years, and you... have become possessed by a demon."

The woman called Su'er slowly shook her head: "The Moon Chasing Sword Technique can reverse the long river of time."

Listen to her ridiculous words.

The graceful figure transformed from the withered peach vanished with the wind, leaving behind only one sentence: "Feeding the devil sword with one's heart is ultimately in vain."

……

Half an hour later.

Chen Changsheng stood before a cliff and said with a wry smile, "Cloud-Severing Sword, this is the last cliff."

Liu Zijing whispered in confusion.

"Didn't they say there were fifteen sword traditions? This is only thirteen, two missing."

"Yeah... there are two missing."

"Lu Qing took away one inheritance, and the last inheritance was missing."

Chen Changsheng looked at everyone and added.

"When I first entered the secret realm, there were only fourteen inheritances left. However, judging by the layout of the mountains... there should be a fifteenth cliff."

"Pity."

Qin Chuxin extended her spiritual sense to sense the terrain in the distance. Her beautiful eyes trembled slightly as she pondered, "Fifteen inheritances, one is missing..."

Jiang Yuan from the Phoenix Tower laughed out loud, "Is there any need to think about this? Someone must have gotten there first and taken it away."

Liu Zijing rolled his eyes at him silently, then turned and looked into the distance.

Qin Chuxin shook her head slowly.

“If someone had taken away the inheritance from the cliff before Changsheng came here, it would take someone at least at the Nascent Soul stage to do that.”

"If that's the case, why did you leave behind these fourteen inheritances?"

She turned to look at the little monk following Hong Ning and chuckled, "What are your thoughts on Yayoi's walk?"

The little bald man bowed briefly and whispered, "I don't know."

Bai Wanqiu glanced at the crowd and said with a sweet smile, "If there really were cultivators who entered this place first, they should have established a sect based on the secret realm... If they already belonged to a sect, it would be reasonable for them to take away all the inheritance."

Jiang Yuan clapped his hands, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He raised his bronze forearm, interrupting everyone's discussion.

"I understand!"

"It was Ruyi Sword Sect themselves who did it!"

"This makes sense. Before the Ruyi Sword Sect was annihilated, they had already taken away the fifteenth inheritance!"

Liu Zijing opened his mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but then gave up the idea.

I just cursed in my heart: ...

The cultivator from the Broken Star Tower looked back at Jiang Yuan, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what you said is inappropriate."

"These fifteen cliffs themselves form a massive sword formation... The last one should be the centerpiece of the formation. It must have been damaged by someone."

……

Zhao Qing and others stood behind the boss and communicated privately.

"Why is it so troublesome? Isn't it just a missing hill?" Jin Yan'er frowned slightly, puzzled.

Hong Ning chuckled and said, "It is indeed troublesome."

"Zhao Qing!?"

"Zhao Qing?"

Zhao Qing, who was having a private conversation with Si He, came back to his senses: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Red Lemon: ...

Kong Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, this is a sword formation."

"Originally, there should be fifteen inheritances to be considered complete, but when Sect Leader Chen first entered this place, there were only fourteen cliffs."

"Later, Lu Qing took away another one, leaving only the current thirteen."

Oh……

Zhao Qing: It seems to have nothing to do with me?

He chuckled and said, "Thirteen inheritances is not a small number."

The blonde woman who was silently complaining to Qingque couldn't help but smile when she heard Zhao Qing's words, "That's absolutely right. I really don't understand what's so controversial about this."

After a cup of tea, Qin Chuxin made the final decision and ended the argument.

She whispered, "Let's wait until we've seen the entire secret realm. Besides this three-hundred-mile inherited sword formation, are there any other unusual features?"

Chen Changsheng looked thoughtful as he said, "Two hundred miles from here, there's a poisonous swamp, but within it, ancient and unusual stones can be seen everywhere."

"It should be a sword-washing pond, but for some reason it has turned into a poisonous swamp. No fellow Taoist from the Baiyu lineage is accompanying me this time..."

"It's okay, let's go and take a look." Cheng Yue, who had always been taciturn, said softly.

Ever since he saw the willow branch in Bai Wanqiu's hand, he had been filled with curiosity about the Ruyi Immortal Sect's ruins. He wanted to find other life-giving treasures here to condense the Nine-Colored Nascent Soul...

Jiang Yuan nodded heavily: "Let's go and take a look first."

After the big guys decided on the itinerary, Chen Changsheng looked at the little monk and asked, "Yayoi, will you go with us to the Sword Pond, or stay here to comprehend the inheritance?"