The next day, after watching Laudeno hand over the nine suns to the Mount Song scouts, Ling Huchong went back to pack his bedding and prepared to go up the Cliff of Reflection.
Of course, before going up the Cliff of Reflection, Linghu Chong thought about it and decided to teach the Violet Cloud Divine Art to Laudeno first.
After discussing with Old Yue, the two of them had decided to use the entire Nine Yang as the new Huashan Sect's main martial art, while the Violet Cloud Divine Art would be relegated to the second tier and become the martial art of the personal disciples.
In fact, for people with average aptitude, the difference between the Purple Cloud Divine Art and the Nine Yang Divine Art was not obvious. They could spend their entire lives studying it, and it was enough. At the very least, after mastering the Purple Cloud Divine Art, it would definitely not be inferior to the Ice Genuine Qi.
What? You said that the Purple Cloud Divine Art was inferior to the Ice Genuine Qi? This was the biggest joke of the century.
In the original novel, why was Old Yue not as good as Zuo Lengchan? It was definitely not because his martial arts manual was inferior to his.
One had to know that among the nine skills of Mount Hua, the purple glow was the most respected. How could the secret manual of Mount Hua, the overlord of the five mountains, not be as good as the Ice True Qi?
It was mainly because Yue Buqun was busy with the sect's matters all year round, so he didn't have time to cultivate. Zuo Lengchan of Mount Song Sect was an otaku. He had been cultivating at home for more than ten years and had thirteen underlings who went around snatching resources to help him cultivate. How could Old Yue compare to such treatment?
Even under such a difficult situation, Yue Buqun had become the second strongest expert in the Five Mountain Sword Sect.
With such a sharp contrast, the difference between the Purple Cloud Divine Art and the Ice True Qi was obvious!
Finally, after an hour of climbing, Linghu Da finally arrived at the place where he would be staying for two months, the Cliff of Reflection.
It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the osmanthus flowers on the Cliff of Reflection were fragrant. The chrysanthemums were in full bloom, and the ground was a beautiful scene.
"The legendary Reflection Cliff is indeed worthy of its reputation.”Ling Huchong sighed. He was used to watching the Cliff of Reflection in the cold winter in TV dramas. Now that he was watching the Cliff of Reflection in autumn, it really had a different flavor!
Siguo Cliff was located at the waist of the southern peak outside the Southern Heavenly Gate of Huashan Mountain. It was at the end of the dangerous long sky boardwalk on Huashan Mountain. The top of the cliff covered an area of more than 100 square meters. There were three cliffs on one side, and one side was a mountain wall. To reach the Reflection Cliff, one had to pass through the most dangerous path on Mount Hua, the Changkong Plank Road. Therefore, there were few people here. Arriving at the top of the cliff, the empty valley was quiet and quiet. There was a feeling of peerless fasting. He could not help but meditate and think about his mistakes.
Eighty years ago in the original plot, the ten elders of the Sun Moon Sect had led a team to fight with the Five Mountain Sword Sect's experts here. Both sides suffered heavy losses, and the experts were all killed or injured, creating a situation where the Five Mountain Sword Sect's inheritance was greatly damaged.
Although the Demonic Sect Elder won by a small margin and became the master of the Five Peaks, he was trapped in the cave by the Huashan Sect.
Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the Demonic Sect Elder was filled with hatred. Before he died, he carved all the sword techniques and moves to crack the Five Mountains Sword Sect on the stone wall.
To Linghu Chong and the Heaven's Path Organization, who were in desperate need of sword technique manuals, these sword techniques were naturally supreme treasures.
Moreover, the Huashan Sect was weak and had a weak foundation. After the fierce battle between the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, most of the exquisite sword techniques had been lost. The effects of these sword techniques on the Huashan Sect were immeasurable. After all, if Mount Hua wanted to rise up, they would naturally need sword techniques. It was impossible for Linghu Chong to obtain the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords and turn it into a common sword technique to be taught to the ordinary disciples of Mount Hua. How could Linghu Chong be so stupid?
Linghu Chong stepped into the Cliff of Reflection and searched the cave carefully. However, he did not find the cave in the original work. He only found a big rock that had been sat on by the predecessors. Sitting on the rock, he glanced at the stone wall and saw the words 'Feng Qingyang' carved on it. The words were carved with a sword. After so many years, there was still sword qi left. It was amazing.
Gazing at these three words, Linghu Chong focused his mind and calmed himself down. He could vaguely see a white-robed swordsman dancing with his sword. Although his figure was blurry, he could clearly see it.
Using words to pass on the sword, this should be the original intention of Feng Qingyang leaving behind the title! It was a pity that Linghu Chong's cultivation in the original novel was not high, only second-rate. Moreover, his sword cultivation was not as good as this monster's, so he really could not see the mystery behind it. And Feng Qingyang was already old, he really could not wait for a few more years, that was why there was the matter of personally imparting strength.
Dugu Qiubai had left behind a line of words in the Divine Condor. After a hundred years, Yang Guo had still inherited the Black Iron Sword Art. Although these three words of Feng Qingyang were not as shocking as Dugu Bainian's power transmission, they had also reached the highest realm of the sword.
The title of Sword Saint Feng Qingyang back then was indeed well-deserved.
Linghu Chong sighed to himself, but he turned his gaze away. With his current cultivation, he was still unable to obtain the complete inheritance in the words. He could only vaguely see the white shadow dancing with the sword. There was a problem with his cultivation, and his cultivation level was also an influence.
" Since there is such a fun thing, I don't have to think about how to lure Old Feng out anymore." Ling Huchong smiled and decided to fight with Old Feng. He would not stop until he had comprehended the sword technique.
"I'll first use the Five Mountains Sword Technique to increase my Sword Dao cultivation before comprehending the Sword Character.”Linghu Chong made up his mind and began to carefully recall the story of how Linghu Chong obtained the Five Mountains Sword Style.
"In the original novel, it was said that Yue Lingshan's Fujian folk song's tone always lingered in my ears. " He felt pain in his heart. He raised his sword and slashed at the stone wall. However, he felt a surge of internal energy in his Dantian. He thrust his sword out and used his strength. With a swoosh, the sword stabbed into the stone wall, all the way to the hilt." Ling Huchong vaguely remembered the words in the original work. Now that he recited it, he understood the reason in his heart.
The Demonic Sect's Tenth Elder wanted to dig out the stone wall to escape Mount Hua, but he didn't expect that when there was only a thin layer left, he couldn't hold on and died. In the end, it was easy for Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong had lost his junior sister in exchange for countless exquisite sword techniques. The gains and losses were different, but it was fate.
Thinking of this, Linghu Chong pulled out his White Rainbow Sword and activated the Purple Cloud Divine Art. His face was as white as purple jade as he started to perform the Yangwu Sword Art. Instantly, the cave was filled with Sword Qi. The Sword Qi cut into the stone wall and made a clanging sound. It went several inches deep, which showed the depth of his inner energy.
Suddenly, Linghu Chong's ears twitched and his body moved to a stone wall. He had heard the sound of Sword Qi colliding with the stone wall, but this place was different from the other places.
Ling Huchong held his sword upside down and lightly tapped the stone wall with the hilt. The sound was hollow.
" This should be the place." Ling Huchong circulated the Violet Cloud Divine Art with all his might and struck the stone wall with his palm. Cracks appeared on the stone wall, and with another palm, the stone fragments scattered.
A huge hole appeared in the ground. Linghu Chong smiled and walked in.
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