The Dragon-Slaying Sword was like a furious dragon trapped in a cage. Its roar reached the nine heavens, and it whistled toward Daoist Cang Song like thunder. The sword Qi was like a rainbow, and his clothes fluttered. At that moment, he felt that Daoist Cang Song was deliberately luring him into action and seeking death. The Dragon-Slaying Sword was indeed like a dragon entering the sea and stirring up clouds and rain. The sword Qi could no longer be restrained. Just like that, it slashed down from the sky. He fell down like a kite with a broken tail feather. Blood and tears fell in the wind. He moved sideways and caught Daoist Cang Song in the end. Daoist Cang Song smiled in relief. In the past, when he taught him to practice spells, he would also smile happily when he saw Lin Jingyu comprehend it quickly. In front of outsiders, he had a straight face, but he seemed to smile a little more towards Lin Jingyu. The Dragon Slaying Sword was given to him by Wan Jianyi, and he passed it on to Lin Jingyu. He was so similar to Wan Jianyi that sometimes Daoist Cang Song felt as if Senior Brother Wan was right in front of him. Right and wrong, karma, who was right and who was wrong, love and hate, sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, all overlapped at this moment, making it impossible to tell if this was a dream or a real past.
There was once a smile that appeared in his life, but it disappeared like a mist in the end. That smile became a river that was deeply buried in his heart. He could not swim across it. The sound of the river became the echo of despair every day and night. If memories were as hard as rocks, then should I smile or cry? If rocks were as corrosive as memories, then was this a happy city or a ruin? When she woke up from her dream, it was always so bleak.
The old voice said with some difficulty and excitement,"Did you just use 'Demon Slayer?”
Looking at the old man's excited expression, his heart ached." It was taught by an old man in the ancestral hall. As for his identity, I've never been clear.”
" Hehe, Senior Brother Wan can't be wrong. It must be him…"
"But back then, it was Daoxuan who personally executed the punishment. How could he possibly let Senior Apprentice Brother Wan off?”
The old man's withered fingers grabbed Lin Jingyu tightly. His mouth was sticky as he muttered to himself.
Lin Jingyu said in a low voice," Martial Uncle Dao Xuan seems to know that old man. He would come over to visit him sometimes. After he passed away, Martial Uncle Dao Xuan ignored the opposition of his disciples and personally guarded his spirit. He seems to be an elder of the Qingyun Sect.”
Daoist Cang Song seemed to have understood something. He smiled bitterly and said,""Haha, so I was wrong, wrong…"
"You hid it so well. In the end, you still remembered Senior Brother Wan's kindness and hated him in your heart. That's why you hid him in the ancestral hall behind everyone's backs. What have I done in my life? What is the purpose of cultivation?"
Suddenly, Daoist Cang Song's expression changed." Jingyu, remember this. That old man is Senior Brother Wan. Wan Jianyi…"
"This Dragon Slaying Sword was also Senior Brother Wan's sword back then. You two were master and disciple. You and Senior Brother Wan are very similar, so passing the Dragon Slaying Sword to you is not a disgrace to Senior Brother Wan's heroic name. Unfortunately, I was ridiculously wrong. Haha…I only comprehended it before I died."
Wan Jianyi's dream-like name rang out once again…
Lin Jingyu's twitching voice turned into surprise, and his expression of disbelief quickly darkened. Other than Wan Jianyi, he still had that kind of knowledge and unfathomable cultivation.
In his excitement, Daoist Cang Song's mouth was bleeding profusely. In a moment of desperation, Lin Jingyu blurted out," Master, hold on. I'll get someone to save you. Don't say anything else…" Tears rolled down his face, and someone smiled happily.
"Child, there's no need. Listen to me. I don't have much time.”
"Back then, I blamed Dao Xuan for not saving Senior Brother Wan, so I went to look for the Poison God and Ghost King. I wanted to borrow their hands to destroy Dao Xuan's Qingyun Sect and then use my death to atone for my sins. In the end, I was wrong, ridiculously wrong…"
"I was also the one who snatched the Bloodthirsty Bead. The bloody case in Cao Miao Village was caused by me.”
Lin Jingyu felt his heart sink. Hiding in a certain time, missing the palm print of a period of time; Hiding in a certain place, missing a poor person who was standing by the roadside and also on the road.
"Revenge? Who should I take revenge on? Is it this skinny old man who is about to die?……”
"The Qingyun Sect has been through several major battles and has suffered great losses. Yun Yilan is ambitious and will not let it go. There are spies from the Burning Incense Valley in the Qingyun Sect. Senior Brother Wan once said that there was a lost divine artifact in the East China Sea. It's up to you to find it. Although the Dragon Slaying Sword has divine might, it can't compete with a divine artifact. I've made too many mistakes in my life. Fortunately, the Tianji Lock on Fenghui Peak has its own mysteries and hasn't been destroyed. I'm responsible…"
" Qingyun Sect is going to be in chaos. Leave…Go…to the East Sea…" Suddenly, the finger that was holding Lin Jingyu slowly slipped and loosened…
Lin Jingyu finally could not suppress the sorrow in his heart. What battle between good and evil, the opinions of sects? At this moment, he burst into tears. At this moment, he was only a disciple of that old man. The relationship between master and disciple had died in his hands. A person's heart was too bitter and he had to cry. Cry, pay homage to the kindness that had passed away, pay homage to the battle between good and evil, and the opinions of sects! There was only so much warmth and concern in life. If they left you one day, how could he smile at others in the future?……
The fierce winds of the past came and went once for a while, it was called Wind Return!
The moon is lonely, the stars are bleak.
Through the sparse leaves, mottled light spots could be seen on the ground. Occasionally, the light spots on the ground would move when the wind blew.
A small path behind the mountain.
Daoist Cangsong and Jin Ping 'er. At this moment, they were already in front of the forest.
The two of them were about to step into the deep forest. "Taoist priest, wait a moment," Jin Ping 'er suddenly said.”
Daoist Cang Song turned around with a gloomy face and said slowly,""How is it?"
Jin Ping 'er's eyes flickered as she smiled and said,""Ping 'er's aptitude is low, there's something that I don't understand, I want to ask you.”
Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, and a dark light shone. In such a night, there was an intoxicating atmosphere.
Daoist Cang Song acted as if he didn't see it and said lightly,""Fairy Jin said."
Jin Ping 'er took a step forward and said," I didn't abide by the ancestral precepts at Longshou Peak just now. You don't look too good. I guess that's true."”
Daoist Cang Song snorted coldly but did not object.
Jin Ping 'er walked into the dense forest and said slowly,""Dragon Head Peak…Sunset Peak…Morning Sun Peak…Right now, the only thing left is the Heaven Secrets Lock.”
Daoist Cang Song nodded with a solemn expression and said nothing.
Jin Ping 'er turned around and smiled sweetly.""When you were at Sunset Peak and Chaoyang Peak, although there was no one guarding you, your expression softened a little, right?”
"What are you trying to say?" Daoist Cang Song asked coldly.”
Jin Ping 'er pondered for a moment and said," I just want to know. There's no one around. Why is your expression so gloomy?"”
Daoist Cang Song frowned, as if he had not expected the woman in front of him to be so observant. "If Fairy Jin wants to know, she just needs to step into the forest.”
There seemed to be fog in the forest, and the path was vague, but it was completely harmonious.
Jin Ping 'er was silent, and she gradually withdrew her right hand into her sleeve. He turned to the pine tree and walked into the forest step by step.
The wind blew through the forest like a sigh.
Jin Ping 'er carefully walked a few steps in the forest, but there was nothing unusual. Feeling a little relieved, he turned around and smiled.”
Her smile froze on her face.
When he looked back, he was still standing at the same spot, but for some reason, it was hazy, as if it was covered in a layer of mist.
He was slightly apprehensive and knew that it was inappropriate. He stretched out his hand, wanting to push away the fog in front of him.
The place where the tentacles touched was empty and there was nothing strange.
However, the fog floated quietly. It was so vivid in his eyes. However, it was as if it was not floating there, but in his eyes and his heart!
She carefully walked step by step, wanting to return to where she was just now.
The exit was already in front of them.
He slowly stepped out.
There was nothing unusual.
Jin Ping 'er was relieved, but she felt a little disappointed.
After all, it was just fog!
He turned around and asked with a puzzled expression,"Taoist priest?"”
Daoist Cang Song remained silent.
Jin Ping 'er's brows furrowed in confusion. Then, he looked around suspiciously.
Fenghui Peak, in front of the dense forest.
Everything was reflected in her eyes.
This world was also like a forest, hazy and unclear.
Just as he was surprised, he felt a slight chill on his body. A breeze blew over from somewhere.
The breeze gently flowed over. Not a speck of dust was stirred up.
Then, it whirled and blew back.
Jin Ping 'er's expression changed drastically.
That small whirlwind had clearly passed by Daoist Cang Song just now. His Daoist robe was still hanging down silently, not floating up.
Not at all.
At that moment, the small wind suddenly grew larger without any warning. It roared and roared, wanting to blow this thin woman away.
It still didn't raise a speck of dust.
The surrounding world was still hazy. Under the peerless wind, it did not drift away.
Jin Ping 'er was shocked. After all, her Taoist skills were extraordinary. She flew up and dodged the gale.
The wind howled and rushed into the forest.
The branches and leaves in the forest did not move at all.
Jin Ping 'er heaved a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at Daoist Cang Song.
He still stood there quietly with a calm expression.
He was motionless!
That gust of wind came back.
Jin Ping 'er knew that her life was at stake, so she didn't hesitate any longer. She twisted her waist and headed straight for the wind!
Feng Zhengkuang!
The pale yellow figure suddenly turned into a stream of light. It was so fast that it was almost impossible to see it clearly.
Her black hair fluttered in the wind!
As the wind got closer, the pale yellow light suddenly burst into a beautiful light.
The brilliant purple color was like a brilliant sunset!
The purple blade was finally used.
The invisible gale was in this motionless world. He suddenly went up to the woman.
There was no sound.
Not at all.
Jin Ping 'er seemed to have suffered a heavy blow as she flew backward and landed on the ground. Her Qi and blood surged as she was about to leave her body.
However, she finally stood still.
The Bo Wu in front of him dissipated!
The clear world was reflected in her eyes again.
She was standing in front of the dense forest. The forest was still misty.
Everything that had just happened was like a dream!
Life is truly a fantasy,
How could they differentiate clearly?
Behind him, Daoist Cang Song's voice sounded with praise.
"Does Fairy Jin understand now?"
After a long time, a figure slowly stood up and left for Longshou Peak…
He seemed to have made up his mind…
When he returned from the East Sea in the future, he was impressive. He once again pushed the Qingyun Sect to the top of the righteous path…
Qingyun Sect, Fenghui Peak.
Zeng Shuchang's face was pale and he leaned weakly on the bench. His hands were placed lightly in front of him, but they were also wrinkled, like firewood that could not be leaned on, dry and powerless. This once all-powerful figure was now just like an old man in his twilight years. The grandmaster of a generation seemed very desolate and old at this moment. No one could escape the cycle of time!
Long live the name, lonely after the matter!
Endless glory was just a few strokes in the Sutra Depository, how could it be worthy of future generations?
Shushu, go and call everyone over. I have something to say. Shushu, for the sake of the elders, I'll leave everything to you in the future. After the battle with the Ghost King, I used up all my energy and my cultivation was completely crippled. I was lucky enough to survive because the heavens took pity on my old bones. In the future, if you have any questions or difficulties, you can discuss them with your fellow disciples. I've wanted to suppress Dragon Head Peak all my life and make my Feng Hui Peak the number one peak of the Green Cloud Peak. It's been a lifetime, but in the end…
Forget it, I'll leave it all to you. Father believes in you. There are a few things you need to consider carefully. It's a blessing and a curse for you to be on good terms with Zhang Xiaofan. Little Bamboo Peak has the potential to replace Dragon Head Peak. If you can marry a disciple, that would be great. It's fine if you mess around in the past, but if you have someone you like in the future, you can go after them. Lu Xueqi will definitely give you some face. Tian Ling 'er was born on Great Bamboo Peak and was currently the wife of Chief Qi Hao. In the future, it was possible for Tian Ling' er to take care of and support Great Bamboo Peak. Wen Min married Song Daren, which made the relationship between the two peaks even closer. You also know the entanglement between Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan. In this way, Big Bamboo Peak had become the focus of many forces. Tian Buyi was stubborn and tenacious. Even though Senior Brother Dao Xuan treated Zhang Xiaofan like that, he was still his disciple in his eyes. Tian Buyi did the right thing and also the wrong thing. Tian Buyi probably didn't expect Zhang Xiaofan's life to be like this. Qingyun has encountered all kinds of encounters and opportunities in your generation. It all depends on how you grasp it? The people of Big Bamboo Peak had a deep relationship with Zhang Xiaofan. In the future, if Xiao Yicai has anything to say about this, you must handle it carefully and win the hearts of my Feng Hui Peak. Xiao Yicai's many years of experience is better than Senior Brother Dao Xuan's ability to control and adapt. You need to deal with it carefully. Although the strength of the Sunset Peak was the weakest, it could not be ignored. If you do this well, my Wind Returning Peak's reputation will be unmatched. Xiao Yicai will have to give you some face when he encounters any problems. Go and call your fellow disciples over.
Although Zeng Shushu didn't like the old man's words, she had to admit it. He turned around and left…
Not long after, Peng Chang and the other disciples rushed over.
"Disciples of Returning Wind Peak, listen up. Zeng Shushu will be your Chief from now on. You must do your best to help spread the name of my Fenghui Peak. This is my last wish. If you have any doubts about cultivation, you can come and find me. Do you understand my intentions?" Uncle Zeng dragged his sickly body and said.
"Disciple understands. Please rest assured, Master.”The disciples answered in unison. Zeng Shuchang nodded in satisfaction. Zeng Shushu was popular in the sect and his cultivation was top-notch. It was reasonable for him to take over the position of Chief, and no one was surprised. After giving his instructions, everyone slowly left.
"Chief, if you have any orders in the future, we will do our best to carry them out.”
"Hehe, fellow disciples, you're too polite. We are all from the same sect, so there is no need to be so formal. I hope you can support me as the head of the sect.”Zeng Shushu smiled and chatted happily with his fellow disciples.
Currently, the other six line masters were all of the younger generation. Qi Hao of Longshou Peak and Chu Yuhong of Chaoyang Peak were the first to take over the position. Song Daren of the Big Bamboo Peak and Lu Xueqi of the Small Bamboo Peak also successfully took over the position of Chief. As for the weakest Sunset Peak, it was taken over by an unknown disciple, Ge Yuhua. It was said that this person was also considered a good expert in their own sect.
After bidding farewell to his fellow disciples, Zeng Shushu returned to the old man's side. He continued to nag…
Do you know where my Qingyun Sect's guardian spiritual beast, the Water Qilin, came from? The water qilin was a top-grade spirit beast of the water element. It was a creature with a benevolent nature and powerful demonic power. It understood the principles of the world, understood the will of the heavens, and could listen to the will of the heavens. It was a divine beast of the king. Born from the Icy Lake of the Arctic Icefield, it likes to devour demons and can control water to intimidate demons. In the past, when Patriarch Green Leaf traveled to the Arctic Icefield, he subdued it by chance. It made great contributions in eliminating demons and protecting the Dao, which is why it became our Qingyun Sect's guardian spirit beast.
Zeng Shuchang deliberately emphasized the word " Arctic Icecap ". His expression was solemn and solemn.
Zeng Shushu was absent-minded. She was probably talking about his " three-legged rabbit, black-and-white peacock, shellless turtle…"
Zeng Shuchang was annoyed and knocked his head hard. Only then did Zeng Shushu see the old man's ashen face. She didn't dare to make a sound and listened carefully.
"Shu Shu, do you know Tian Tan's background? This divine weapon also came from the Arctic Icecap.”
Zeng Shushu hummed and said,""Tian Ya first appeared a thousand years ago in the hands of a lone immortal, Ku Xinxin. Legend has it that this magic weapon was the Nine Heavens Metal that fell into the mortal world. Ku Xinxin found it in the North Polar Ice Field and cultivated it. Back then, in the battle between the righteous and demonic sects, the righteous path was naturally led by our Qingyun Sect's Green Leaf Ancestor. However, this Ku Xin was also very famous, especially when he used the Divine Sword Tian Ya to fight with the demonic sect's vicious black-hearted old man for three days and three nights. In the end, he severely injured the black-hearted old man and eliminated a huge threat for the righteous path. It was said that at that time, only the Divine Sword Tian Ya could restrain the most vicious item of the Demonic Sect, the Blood Devouring Pearl. From then on, the name Tian Ya spread throughout the world and became a divine treasure that cultivators dreamed of. However, he heard that Tian Ya had disappeared after Ku Xin passed away. He didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of Little Bamboo Peak.”
Zeng Shuchang nodded in satisfaction. That was right. He should read more books and broaden his horizons.
Zeng Shushu was lost in thought after she said that. She seemed to have said this to someone a long, long time ago. Zhang Xiaofan felt a little bitter.
As for what kind of secret was hidden in the Arctic Icecap, he really didn't know. Qi Hao's immortal sword, the Ice Sword, was also refined from the ten-thousand-year-old ice of the North Polar Ice Fields. The most famous magic weapon, the Nine Cold-frozen Ice Spike, was also said to be obtained from the Icy Lake of the North Polar Ice Fields. The Icy Blue Water Pool was a place of extreme Yin and coldness. Ordinary Cultivators couldn't get close to it at all. The bone-piercing Yin and coldness instantly froze it into ice. It was very terrifying.
Shangguan Ce's magic treasure, the Nine Coldfrost Spike, was indeed powerful. It was a top-grade water-type magic treasure. The thousand-year-old Six-Tailed Demon Fox was injured by it, and even though her cultivation was destroyed, she could only use the flames of the lava to reduce her pain.
"Shu Shu, I will now tell you the biggest secret of my Fenghui Peak. This is a secret that the Green Leaf Ancestor has strictly ordered the disciples of my Fenghui Peak to protect. The fierce winds of the past came and went once for a while, it was called Wind Return!”
Zeng Shushu's mouth was wide open in shock. It was obvious that he was very suspicious of this secret. Even the sect leader did not know.
Zeng Shuchang smiled meaningfully. This had to start from the Qingyun Sect's origins…
The Blue Cloud lineage had a long history, and it had been more than two thousand years since its establishment. It was said that the founder of the sect was a physiognomist in the pugilistic world. He had been down and out for half his life and was depressed. In his early years, the physiognomist had obtained a golden ancient sword from somewhere. One side of the sword was engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, and the other side was engraved with mountains, rivers, and vegetation. The contents were all surrounded by ancient talisman grooves to indicate that the essence would never dissipate. The physiognomist was confused and failed to open the sword. However, the physiognomist was too weak to recognize that the sword was the Xuanyuan Sword, one of the ten divine weapons in Untainted Land.
The golden ancient sword was said to be the sword used by Emperor Xuanyuan to defeat Chiyou. It contained boundless power and was a divine sword that could slay demons. It was the strongest power among the ten great divine weapons of the Primordial Era.
It was said that the Yellow Emperor defeated Chiyou after 72 battles. After the 70th battle, the Yellow Emperor found that both sides had suffered heavy losses. Even if they won, they would have to pay a huge price. Therefore, the Emperor gathered all the wise men in the tribe to discuss whether they could destroy Chiyou tribe at a small price. A subordinate general of the emperor said that a handful of refined iron was buried under Xuanyuan Hill. It had become extremely hard before being refined. If it was dug out and made into a weapon, it would be indestructible. Therefore, the emperor sent people to dig out the refined iron and ordered Zhurong to refine it into a vessel. Zhurong had been refining the refined iron for a month, and the 72nd battle was approaching. However, not only did the refined iron not become a divine weapon, but even after being refined in the furnace for a month, the temperature did not change at all. This time, the Yellow Emperor was extremely anxious. The battle was imminent, and the Impenetrable Essence Iron Intent made the Chiyou tribe indestructible. Therefore, the Yellow Emperor prayed to heaven and learned from the Book of Luo that the piece of refined iron was formed by the fragments of Pangu's giant axe and the Qi of Chaos that had not dissipated at the beginning of heaven and earth. The fire in the mortal world could not refine it because the Qi of Chaos that entangled the refined iron was not affected by the five elements. Thus, Duke of Floating Hill suggested that the Emperor cut off his finger and drip his blood on the sword, using the Emperor's Qi to disperse the Qi of Chaos. Leizu suggested to use the feathers of the head, wings and tail of the spiritual phoenix of Phoenix Mountain and the blood of the hearts of Taotie, Hundun, Taowu and Qiongqi to fuse the Qi of Chaos with the refined iron. Duke of Floating Hill talked about attacking by force, while Leizu talked about the natural law. The emperor finally chose the latter. He sent a beast trainer to Phoenix Mountain to kill the spirit phoenix and the four great demonic beasts. After all the materials were prepared, he began to refine them.
When the feathers, blood, and refined iron gathered together, Zhurong's furnace fire had yet to be lit. With a boom, a bolt of lightning streaked over from Mount Tai in the East, Mount Heng in the South, Mount Hua in the West, and Mount Song in the North. Under the entanglement of the lightning, a sword-shaped weapon appeared. One side of the sword was engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, and the other side was engraved with mountains, rivers, and vegetation. All the contents were surrounded by ancient talisman grooves to indicate that the essence would never dissipate.
When he was forty-nine years old, the physiognomist traveled all over the world and passed by Green Cloud Mountain. At a glance, he could tell that this mountain was a wonderful place with a strange bell spirit and gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He immediately climbed the mountain, ate the wind and drank the dew to cultivate. Soon, he found a nameless ancient scroll in a secret cave in the depths of Green Cloud Mountain. It contained all kinds of methods and techniques. It was difficult and dry, but it had endless uses and great power.
The physiognomist had this fortuitous encounter and devoted himself to cultivation. Suddenly twenty years later, he had some small achievements. After several storms in the Jianghu, although he could not dominate the world, he had become a hero. Therefore, on Qingyun Mountain, he established a sect named: Qingyun. Therefore, the ancient scroll recorded that he was close to Taoism. He dressed up as a Daoist and called himself "Qingyun Zi". Later generations of disciples called him "Perfected Qingyun".
Qingyun Zi lived for 367 years and took in ten disciples before him.
Among the ten disciples, two died early, four died in a vendetta in the martial world, and the remaining one was crippled and one went missing. Only two lineages were left. In the following hundred years, it did not revive. Instead, because of that ancient scroll, it attracted external enemies to fight over it. There were several bloody battles. If not for the few powerful restriction treasures Qingyun Zi left behind, the Qingyun Sect would probably have been destroyed. As for the Xuanyuan Sword, it had also been circulated several times. The Qingyun Ancient Scroll was more famous than the Xuanyuan Sword. Therefore, everyone only knew about the power of the Qingyun Sect's ancient scroll. No one came to snatch the Xuanyuan Sword. This sword had always been preserved in the Qingyun Sect.
It was not until 1,300 years ago that the situation of the Qingyun Sect changed.
After Qing Ye entered the sect, Wu Fangzi was both surprised and delighted. He decisively took out the ancient scroll passed down by the Ancestral Master and passed it on to Qing Ye for his own reference. At the same time, the "Xuanyuan Sword" that had been passed down since ancient times and no one had understood it was also handed over to Qing Ye for safekeeping. Wu Fangzi had repeatedly reminded him not to underestimate this sword. Although this sword had not been opened yet, such a divine weapon naturally had to be strictly guarded. Qing Ye, the genius genius, couldn't figure it out after several comprehensions, so he brought the sword into the Illusion Moon Cave. However, at that moment, the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly let out a sorrowful cry, as if it had sensed its mortal enemy. The divine sword shone brightly and the sword aura surged. The evil aura in the cave was soaring. The Righteousness of the Xuanyuan Sword could not be suppressed anymore. A magic sword that had been sealed for many years, the Celestial Slaying Sword, broke out. The two peerless divine weapons engaged in an intense battle. The sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light. Qing Ye had a realization and went into seclusion for many years. After decades, his cultivation greatly improved and he broke out of the hole. The Xuanyuan Sword and the Immortal Slaying Sword were brought out of the Illusion Moon Cave at the same time. The Immortal Slaying Sword appeared for the first time.
When he obtained the sword, Green Leaf Spiritual Master had successfully comprehended the nameless ancient scroll. It was when he was excited and looked down on the world arrogantly. Moreover, he was originally a rare cultivation genius, intelligent and extremely spiritual. Ignoring the instructions of the nameless Earth Immortal on the jade essence, he immediately followed the method left by the Earth Immortal to re-connect the broken sword, thus allowing the Immortal Slaying Sword to reappear in the world.
The Green Leaf Immortal was indeed a genius. Not only did he connect the Immortal Slaying Sword seamlessly, but he also added a celestial spell to restrain and disperse the evil spirit contained in the Immortal Slaying Sword according to the method obtained from the nameless ancient scroll. He had control over the evil spirit on the sword, making the Immortal Slaying Sword look ordinary. The nameless Earth Immortal, who was also proud and regarded himself as better than a sword, wrote down his proudest cultivation method of "One Qi Turning into Three Pure Ones" on the back of the jade essence, and then hid the jade essence in the God-killing Sword with the Taoist secret method.
After settling all the debts, Green Leaf Zhenren continued to cultivate in the Illusionary Moon Cave of the Green Cloud Mountain. He comprehended the Tao technique while doing his best to govern the Green Cloud Sect. He developed the Green Cloud Sect into the largest orthodox sect in the world. He also divided the seven peaks of the Green Cloud Sect into seven people so that the seven branches could pass on the incense together.
Even with Patriarch Green Leaf's talent, he could not fully activate the Xuanyuan Sword. The Primordial Divine Weapon was far superior to the Primordial Divine Weapon and the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon. Just as Patriarch Qingye had expected, no one could open the Xuanyuan Sword, which was passed down by the generations of Feng Hui Peak's masters. The Xuanyuan Sword had been buried just like that. The Immortal Slaying Sword was more powerful than the Xuanyuan Sword. In the end, Patriarch Green Leaf was selfish and could not bear to seal the Immortal Slaying Sword. With the spiritual qi of the Green Cloud Mountain and this demonic sword, it could transform into a peerless killing intent and protect the Qingyun Sect. Qing Ye then set up the "Heaven Secrets Lock" to gather the surrounding spiritual energy, and repeatedly reminded him not to open the "Heaven Secrets Seal" unless it was absolutely necessary. The Green Leaf Immortal had predicted that the Qingyun Sect would be exterminated a thousand years later, so he passed the secret of the Xuanyuan Sword to the first chief of Fenghui Peak. He instructed that this matter must not be revealed unless it was extremely dangerous. This was the last hope of the Qingyun Sect's revival.
Zeng Shushu swallowed hard after hearing Uncle Zeng's words. It seemed that she was still shocked. She looked at the sword that she always carried with her, but she couldn't see anything unusual about it. Was it really the Holy Sword Xuanyuan, one of the Ten Great Primordial Artifacts?
"Brat, did you hear what your father said?”Zeng Shushu was really frightened and didn't respond. He usually liked to collect strange things, and his knowledge was first-class. One day, someone suddenly told you that this sword was a supreme divine artifact. No one could accept it for a while.
Zeng Shushu smiled awkwardly and made a face. He couldn't help but ask again. Was this really the "Holy Sword Xuanyuan"?
"You don't have to be too surprised. I've spent my entire life trying to figure it out, but I still can't open it. Otherwise, my Fenghui Peak would have long since risen to the top of the sect. Humans have souls, and swords have sword spirits. It's up to you to awaken this Holy Sword.”
Perhaps there was a connection between the divine artifacts, or perhaps it could awaken the sleeping sword spirit.
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