Chapter 309: Retreat
After three days, thirty-six Xuan-grade imperial swords were produced.
Huo Shijiu, who claimed to be a descendant of the God of Fire, did have some skills, although the process of making their swords was full of secrets.
However, the true appearance of the thirty-six Xuan-grade imperial swords that were produced could not be seen immediately, but were wrapped in a layer of something similar to a cocoon.
"Master Zhang, the sword is new and too sharp. Please take it to the Sword Valley to hone it. In addition, my sword-building method is derived from ancient methods. There is a saying that there is one sword and one spirit. Therefore, it can be said that each sword is different. In addition, since this is built in one furnace and all the materials are used, there is a high probability that a sword emperor will appear among the thirty-six swords."
"The so-called Sword Emperor is the King of Swords. He is the best sword among all the swords forged in the same batch. Even the sword forger cannot be sure of his specific quality. All we can say is that it depends on chance to obtain it."
Huo Nineteen said something to Zhang Yang in a hurry, and then everyone's eyes lit up, because if Huo Nineteen directly pointed out which sword was the Sword King of this batch, then this sword must belong to the Sect Master, but now it belongs to the one who is destined to get it.
Zhang Yang didn't care. He laughed and asked someone to send thirty-six sword cocoons into the Sword Valley. The sword energy here was the strongest, so it was the best place to practice sword control.
"Elder Li, please!"
Zhang Yang first let Li Hanqiu enter the Sword Valley, then let the nine disciples enter in turn, and finally the personal disciples and selected outer disciples, a total of thirty-five people.
Although the Xuan-grade sword is precious, it still requires someone to control it, and this does not limit one's level of cultivation. As long as one is proficient in the Qingyun sword-controlling technique, one can fly with a sword.
Now there are still 27 days until the sleepless night, the time is just right! After Li Hanqiu and others entered the Swordman Valley, they did not choose their own swords immediately, but began to practice. That's right, only through practice can they resonate with the sword that suits them best, and then they can recognize the master. The whole process may take several hours, several days, or even several months.
Zhang Yang did not enter the Valley of Swordmen, not because he did not want the Sword Emperor, but because he had more important things to do.
After everyone in the Sword Valley had entered a state of meditation, he opened the seal and opened the nearby spiritual vein, which he had modified using five action points. It had always been placed next to the Xuan-level monster, and was guarded by the monster himself, so no one knew that the Tianjian Sect actually had an extra spiritual vein.
Of course, this secret cannot be kept hidden, especially from Li Hanqiu.
But this was not a big deal. Without such a spiritual vein, how could he make this group of disciples grow quickly? How could he make Li Hanqiu's damaged heavenly vein condense again? At this time, three days had passed since the spiritual vein was formed, and three hundred units of golden elixir-level heavenly and earth spiritual energy had accumulated in the spiritual vein.
Zhang Yang controlled it and released it slowly to ensure that every disciple who was practicing in the Sword Valley had enough spiritual energy.
With sufficient spiritual energy, the effect of practice will be immediately noticeable.
Even though Li Hanqiu was once a core disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect and had great potential, his three heavenly meridians were damaged after all, so at this moment he could only start his practice from the most basic level and was immediately left behind by the others.
On the contrary, the performance of other disciples was quite eye-catching.
The strongest one among them had a misty sword light all around his body. Using the spiritual realm to sense it, one could see the spiritual energy being devoured and absorbed by him like a tide. In less than an incense stick of time, he had already cultivated the first breath of his own spiritual energy in his body.
Genius, this is definitely a genius! But this person is not one of Zhang Yang’s nine disciples, but a disciple that Zhang Yang has long favored and paid special attention to. His name is Li Si!
He used to be a notorious bandit.
Moreover, he was the only one who did not go to Guanshan Town for retirement, because he had not retired yet. He just happened to pass by Guanshan Town and was deceived into coming here.
Zhang Yang has been hesitating about whether this person's character can be used for his own purposes, as his mind is uncertain. However, with farming ahead of him, he doesn't care about all that.
What's more, he is promising them benefits now, and will use force to threaten them next!
Zhang Yang still didn't believe it. With such a great temptation of longevity in front of him, who else would be so stubborn? Apart from Li Si, the second best performer was a disciple named Qu Shang. With sufficient spiritual energy supply, he could condense a breath of life energy in about half an hour.
As for the rest of the people, they can basically do it and condense their own spiritual energy in one hour.
This speed is not slow, and it basically meets the standards of outer disciples of the Dameng Sword Sect.
But they will eventually catch up with the gap because their advantage is too obvious.
The Dameng Sword Sect would not so openly supply Jindan-level spiritual energy from heaven and earth.
After making sure that everything was normal, Zhang Yang left Jianren Valley and went to Jieli Palace in Qiaolin Peak. In the past year, he had basically not practiced hard, so now he needed a short retreat.
He wanted to comprehend all the sword intent in Jieli Palace. Of course, this was not learning, but checking homework as the head master.
Zhang Yang thinks his own comprehension is not bad. It cannot be said to be the best, but it is definitely above the first-rate. Otherwise, he would not have been chosen to be bound to the fantasy village construction order, the most basic requirement of which is soul strength C.
And now, he has also practiced spiritual cultivation, which is complementary to his path of swordsmanship.
Sitting in the Dissociation Palace at this moment, Zhang Yang separated his soul realm and began to enter the sword illusion.
The first place he entered was the mortal sword illusion created by the old woman Tao Yao. Well, at first he thought it was a sword illusion specially designed for women, but after seeing Tao Yao take action several times, Zhang Yang had to change his mind.
After rolling around in the fantasy world of mortal sword intent for thirty years, Zhang Yang woke up in an hour. This was a huge and exquisite fantasy drawn by Tao Yao using her thirty years of memory. It spanned five countries and eighty-two cities, with hundreds of thousands of various characters. Even though ninety percent of them were passers-by, it was enough to easily make people get lost in it.
What’s even more ingenious is that in this mortal sword fantasy, Tao Yao did not use her own experience as the first-person perspective, but she selected eight perspectives, three men and five women.
Then, outside of these eight perspectives, is Taoyao’s own perspective.
The world is full of ups and downs, truly a masterpiece.
Zhang Yang was intoxicated more than once, then woke up and changed his perspective. It felt like he had had several earth-shaking love affairs. The faint sadness lingered in his heart and was truly unforgettable.
In the end, Zhang Yang had to give himself a soul shock before he could completely calm down.
"Tsk tsk, the way I was just now was actually a sign of having an inner demon. Fortunately, I killed this inner demon before it took shape! This shows that this mortal sword intent is not suitable for me, but it is suitable for a sentimental swordsman. It is a good choice for Li Hanqiu."
Having said this, Zhang Yang used his privileges in the Jieli Palace to directly divide Tao Yao's mortal sword fantasy world into a separate area. No one who has not passed the test can enter it.
Well, you have to be innocent, pure, and clean, otherwise those dreamlike scenes in the fantasy world of mortal sword will definitely be a breeding ground for inner demons.
"But, I remember that all the old guys, including Li Hanqiu, have been to the Jieli Palace. I wonder, are these animals so determined?"
Zhang Yang was very frustrated, but fortunately no one knew about it.
Next, Zhang Yang entered Guan Shan’s vast sword fantasy, which was equally vast and gave him great gains.
By the time I came out, three hours had passed.
After a short rest, Zhang Yang entered the four branches of the Mountain and River Sword Intent's sword illusions one after another.
That is, the Jiangshan sword intent illusion, the Niliu sword intent illusion, the Chuge sword intent illusion, and the Caomang sword intent illusion.
It's really enjoyable.
Because each illusion represents decades of time.
In fact, these old guys openly left their insights into sword intent here, which is basically equivalent to telling all the secrets of their life. So regardless of anything else, the loyalty of Tao Yao, Jiang Rong, Zhao Baiyi, Guan Shan, Wu Jun, Li Guohuai and these people is beyond doubt.
The mortal sword intent and the majestic sword intent were just comprehension.
However, Zhang Yang comprehended the four major branches of the Mountain and River Sword Intent over a dozen times. Every time he comprehended it, he felt like he had aged dozens of years. And every time he comprehended it, his understanding of the Mountain and River Sword Intent became deeper.
He didn't know what Jiang Rong, Zhao Baiyi, Wu Jun, and Li Guohuai felt, but Zhang Yang knew that he seemed to be about to make a breakthrough.
The combined age of these four old men is nearly 400 years old. Their respective life experiences and their respective perceptions of this world and this universe are extremely deep and detailed.
For example, in Jiang Rong’s Jiangshan Jianyi, the examination of officialdom, power, and human nature is simply amazing.
Wu Jun's counter-current sword intent, his persistence in sailing against the current, towards rivers, lakes and seas, towards the general trend of things, and towards sailing against the current are equally moving.
There is also Zhao Baiyi's Chu Ge.
Li Guohuai's wildness.
It is so pleasant and carefree! Sit and watch the clouds rise, lie down and listen to the thunder, walk in the mountains, swim in the sea, debate in the court, laugh at the sky, and the rhyme of Tao is in my heart!
Zhang Yang had long forgotten himself, as if he had really transformed into the mountains, rivers, and seas, and into every person in the illusion, every blade of grass, tree, mountain, rock, water, wind, rain, and thunder.
Then, he was trapped because he forgot himself, trapped in this wonderful state but without the ability to escape.
It was at this time that he seemed to see an option.
"Do you want to consume 100 units of Dao Yun to break through the current realm?"
He immediately chose yes.
The next moment, with the infusion of these Dao rhymes, his thoughts were rapidly broadened, his horizons were rapidly expanded, and he was no longer obsessed with a mountain, a river, a piece of land, a blade of grass, or a tree! "Boom!"
There are thousands of mountains and rivers, but the world is in my heart.
When I wake up from my dream, may I ask your name?
Zhang Yang sat in the Jieli Palace, and there were still thirty-six illusion spaces around him, but now there was a new sword illusion with a faint golden light flashing.
This is Zhang Yang's newly comprehended sword intent, which was born out of the sword intent of mountains and rivers, and was comprehended from mountains and rivers, countercurrents, Chu songs, and the wilds. It finally took shape after consuming the Dao rhyme of heaven and earth.
"This sword intent - should have been called Heaven and Earth Sword Intent, but no matter how stupid I am, I would not dare to call it that before I have truly reached Great Perfection. So, it is better to call it Mountain and River Sword Intent."
Zhang Yang sighed and felt like he had aged a year. However, the benefits he had gained this time really excited him.
He actually comprehended a sword intent that was infinitely close to the Xuan level through the life experiences of Jiang Rong, Zhao Baiyi, Wu Jun, and Li Guohuai. This allowed his Yimai Sword Pill to directly break through the original level and enter the fifth level.
This means that he has completed his foundation building and has taken one step toward the Golden Core level. Well, he's still a little short of it.
The path of sword cultivation is not like the path of golden elixir cultivation, it does not have such clear levels.
Next, as long as Zhang Yang can break through his spiritual vein to the fifth level, he will be a genuine Jindan-level master.
If he had a few more Xuan-grade swords, he would be able to fight against a Yuanying-level enemy, because this is the characteristic of sword cultivation: they are good at fighting but weak at health preservation.
"I don't have time to think about the two days of life and death. I actually spent 25 days in seclusion this time, and it almost went wrong."
Zhang Yang sighed, then left the Lili Palace and headed straight for the Sword Valley. This time, he wanted to look for a Xuan-grade sword, hoping to pick a suitable one.
(End of this chapter)
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