"Legends about the gods!" Jian Wuchen's expression became extremely solemn. "Millions of years ago, before the Sacred Continent was separated, the power of heaven and earth was hundreds or even thousands of times more abundant and pure than what is now called a cultivation illusion or the blessed land of the Holy Court. Legend has it that at that time, a gifted cultivator achieved enlightenment, surpassed the limits of the sword, shattered the void, and reached another dimension.
That was a plane filled with powerful beings, where everyone was revered as a god. Her strength was so great that even in that plane filled with powerful beings, the other gods trembled in fear and submitted to her.
Legend has it that before she left the Sacred Continent, she used her divine consciousness to condense three sword spirits. Anyone who obtains one of these three sword spirits may comprehend the Heavenly Sword Dao she left behind. It's also rumored that her cultivation has transcended reincarnation, and one day, her divine bloodline will return to the Sacred Continent.
No matter who it is, if they can obtain the sword soul and divine blood she left behind at the same time, they can reshape their meridians and change their aptitude against the will of heaven. No matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed without treatment. This is the legendary divine blood healing.
My Dustless Sword's swordsmanship was inspired by a ray of her sword spirit. An ordinary person wouldn't be able to harm me. Unfortunately, the one who hurt me was the Lord of the Temple. I already knew that even the most skilled doctors on the Holy Court Continent would have little chance of curing me. Only by obtaining her divine blood could a cure be possible.
And that drop of golden blood you just dropped is the legendary blood of God!"
Jian Wuchen's words were resolute, leaving no room for doubt. Of course, Mu Hanyan wouldn't doubt it either. In fact, she knew more about that powerful, godlike woman than Jian Wuchen did. She even knew that she hadn't transcended the cycle of reincarnation through cultivation, but had been assassinated and killed, forcing her to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.
However, Mu Hanyan did not expect that the woman was originally a cultivator from the Holy Continent, and she even left three sword spirits on this continent.
"Han Yan, you must never let anyone know about the God's Blood," Jian Wuchen continued. "Your bloodline hasn't fully awakened yet, and your strength isn't enough to protect yourself. If someone with ill intentions learns of this, it will definitely not be good for you."
"Okay, I'll be careful." Mu Hanyan nodded cautiously.
In the past, she always thought that she was the only one who knew the secret of the mysterious woman. Now it seems that she has left many legends in the Holy Court Continent. Although some legends are true and some are false, and not many people know about them, it is precisely because it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false that it is even more terrifying.
Jian Wuchen knew that if he obtained one of the three sword spirits and the blood of the god at the same time, he would be able to reshape his meridians, change his aptitude beyond belief, and heal any injury, no matter how severe, without treatment. However, the legends that others had heard might not be true. Perhaps in other legends, as long as one drank her blood and ate her flesh, they could achieve immortality and ascend directly to become a god.
"By the way, the Holy Void Illusion Realm will open in a while. It is said that there is also a sword spirit hidden in that illusion. You should look for it carefully when the time comes. It may be of some use to you." Jian Wuchen said.
Mu Hanyan's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. It now seemed her suspicions were correct. She was one of the reincarnations of the mysterious woman. While the sword spirit held little significance to her, it was immensely useful to Yue Fanchen. Yue Fanchen's foundation in cultivation had been completely destroyed, and medical skills and elixirs alone were powerless to restore it. Mu Hanyan had never heard of any exotic herbs or natural treasures that could restore his foundation. The sword spirit left behind by the mysterious woman, along with her own divine blood, could perfectly restore his foundation.
Afterwards, Jian Wuchen said goodbye and left. After seeing Mu Hanyan's methods, he knew that setting up the spirit gathering formation would be of no difficulty and risk to Mu Hanyan, so there was naturally no need to worry about her.
The others had been waiting for a long time and were a little curious about what Jian Wuchen had talked about with her, but they didn't dare to ask too much.
Putting aside Jian Wuchen's identity, let's just talk about Mu Hanyan. Now her status and position in their minds has soared again. When the formation technique was revealed, even the descendants of the gods' guardians of Western Qin and Northern Qi were amazed by her and admired her very much. As fellow citizens of Anyun, they are naturally proud of her and respect Mu Hanyan even more.
Not long after, Mu Hanyan set up the formation under the expectant gaze of everyone. Just like the spirit gathering formation she had set up to help the Shangyue Kingdom, this formation could not only gather the power of heaven and earth exponentially, but also help practitioners better comprehend the laws of heaven and earth. Those young people with low cultivation bases could not appreciate the benefits of this for the time being, but those with higher strength were all excited and happy.
In the days that followed, Mu Hanyan and the others remained at Holy Sword Peak, intently cultivating. As expected of the place where successive Holy Lords cultivated before their succession, the power of nature at Holy Sword Peak was inherently abundant and pure. Coupled with Mu Hanyan's meticulously laid out spiritual gathering formation, everyone's cultivation speed increased exponentially.
When the formation was just set up, many people broke through the bottleneck directly. In the following days, clouds gathered at Holy Sword Peak from time to time, and then there was a long roar from someone who was excited when he broke through.
In comparison, the progress of Mu Hanyan, Zhuang Ping'an and others was much slower, but this was normal. When their strength reached this level, the difficulty of improvement was much greater than before. There were countless cultivators in the Holy Court Continent, but the masters above the Sword Saints of various countries added up to only more than a thousand. Many cultivators who were called geniuses were actually stuck at the last threshold of the Great Sword Master and could never cross that step in their lifetime.
In fact, although they did not make a breakthrough, their strength has improved a lot, and the speed is much different than before. So every few days when everyone communicates and exchanges ideas, they are very grateful to Mu Hanyan.
In addition to practicing, Mu Hanyan would go to the back mountain to visit Jian Wuchen every day.
Thanks to her divine blood healing, Jian Wuchen's right arm meridians, which had been injured for a thousand years, have regained vitality and are healing rapidly. Even Mu Hanyan herself was secretly surprised by the speed of recovery.
As his injuries gradually healed, Jian Wuchen was in high spirits, pouring all his life's work into his teachings. Despite his ongoing injuries, his millennia of experience and vision were unmatched by ordinary people, and Mu Hanyan benefited greatly from his teachings. Although his strength hadn't yet broken through to the late Grandmaster stage, his understanding of the sword and the refinement of his mind were steadily increasing. Many practitioners remained stuck at the Grandmaster stage, unable to break through, precisely because they lacked this understanding and mindset.
While Mu Hanyan and others were concentrating on their cultivation, Han Yutang was standing pitifully in front of an old man on Shenlao Peak. This old man was, of course, his master, the only surviving one of the seven elders of Shenlao Peak - Ao Fangchen.
"Master, you must avenge me. Mu Hanyan relied on her ability and didn't even take you seriously. She hurt me so badly, and not only did she steal the elixirs that I saved with great difficulty, but she also humiliated me in every way." Han Yutang said in a crying voice.
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