Chapter 414: Searching for the Sword

"What is the most important thing for a swordsman?"

This was the first question Fu Jianbei asked her as a teacher.

Taixi thought seriously for a long time: "I'm not afraid of death."

"No. The most important thing for a swordsman is to have a sword."

It sounds like a joke.

But there was only seriousness on Fu Jianbei's cold face.

"There are many things in this world that can kill people."

Fu Jianbei said slowly, "Within ten steps, the Black Rose can kill with one strike, and beyond ten steps, the Rose Cannon is hard to beat. In terms of the effectiveness of killing the enemy, these two weapons are better than ordinary swords."

"In a life-and-death struggle, swordsmen have a narrow space to maneuver. Without a suitable sword, it would be difficult to kill the enemy quickly even if they find a flaw."

Taixi whispered, "Teacher, didn't you once break into the main force of the Benqi Army with just a sword and kill the enemy apostle Falbert?"

"Just luck."

The teacher said calmly, "If I didn't have the Huayun Sword, I would have died. If Falbert hadn't been so arrogant, I would have died too. If I hadn't been rescued by Dartney of the Benqi tribe, I wouldn't have survived."

"It was a reckless and impulsive choice and not one worth emulating."

Fu Jianbei commented on his own classic deeds that were widely circulated.

"The sword represents direction and is the swordsman's tool for survival."

The sword bearer shifted his gaze to the young student. "In my early years, I fought with the Huayun monks outside the Sand City. In addition to comprehending the Huayun Sword, I also inherited the fragmentary experiences and memories of ancient practitioners from the Huayun monks. Most of them were about the anguish of failure and confusion about the world and the future."

"Many people regard the Huayun Monks as monsters of the Yunzhong Temple. In fact, they are not monsters. They are ships that have lost their direction and mirrors of battle. Fighting with them allows me to look directly at my true self."

Two years later.

"You have already learned the Cloud Transformation Sword. I have nothing more to teach you."

Fu Jianbei said to his young apprentice: "Go, find your own sword."

…

Taixi felt melancholy and confused.

She had dreamed of becoming a swordsman like Fu Jianbei since she was a child.

With the help of the fish spirit, she learned the [Rock Control Technique]. When she grew up, she left Zhou Island with the permission and help of the King of Light and followed the footsteps of Fu Jianbei.

This pursuit lasted for five years.

She fought a life-and-death battle with the monk Huayun in the desert of Yunzhong Temple, chatted with the cacti carrying boxes on their backs under the moonlight, and drank water from the lake.

She had been to the Blood Hills covered with a sea of ​​blood, where she had exchanged martial arts with the War Cats, and learned how to grow roses and local jokes from the Bloods.

She also reached more distant outer worlds, the Ghost Realm and the Zhulu Kingdom.

In the kingdom of God ruled by two gods, Taixi and the ghosts raise slugs, wrestle with ghouls, and communicate with the funeral tribe about what they see and hear.

She made friends with the clever and agile Reed People, wrestled and long-jumped with the Bamboo People... She even visited Master Shiohisa of Hashira no Yama, and his disciple, the martial monk Nonglei.

The challenge to the farm base ended in a disastrous defeat.

Facing Yan Jiu, Tai Xi was unable to touch him. The characteristics of the Sand Walker were fully utilized by this martial arts master.

…

After continuous inquiries and searches, she finally found Fu Jianbei, where she had stopped, at the headquarters of the Yao clan world.

At that time, the legendary swordsman was working in Yancheng, serving as the guard of the old museum.

He cut off the braids of the Sword Carrying Clan, wore ordinary coarse cloth clothes, and even no longer carried a wooden sword. He was as ordinary as a real passerby, patrolling in the museum.

Taixi couldn't understand why such a master of swordsmanship would fall into such a state.

“It’s a very quiet place.”

Fu Jianbei said: "It is very suitable for cultivation."

"A swordsman must be able to draw the sword, and also be able to sheath it."

After becoming his disciple, Taixi realized that Fu Jianbei was not joking. He never jokes.

Fu Jianbei spent the first half of his life in a fierce position. He was either fighting or on his way to fight. He was a sharp sword out of its sheath, and everyone he saw was an enemy.

Now he sheathed his sword, its edge gone. Even when he taught Taixi, he used a branch.

Even a branch can turn clouds into a sword.

Fu Jianbei told her: "Huayun Sword is my sword, you need to find your own sword."

After being asked by his teacher to become a disciple, Taixi left Yancheng.

She began to travel in the Yao world.

It was not until a year later that Qianyuan Mountain was opened.

It is a treasure bestowed by Lord Yao to this world. It is an unparalleled mythological wonder, a place of miracles condensed by the power of gods, and the source and true body of legends and myths.

Taixi looked up at the sacred mountain high in the sky, and she heard a voice in her ears.

The voice said, if you want to enter Qianyuan Mountain, then walk up step by step. When you reach the foot of the mountain, you will be qualified to talk to me.

Taixi started climbing the mountain with a wooden sword on his back.

She put away her [Rock Control Technique] and relied on her own feet to step across the rugged and narrow mountain path step by step. She grabbed the steep and straight cliffs with her hands and climbed up the first mountain first.

Then she climbed along the peak to the adjacent floating island and headed towards higher ground.

When she was hungry, she looked for wild fruits and caught wild birds in the mountains. When she was thirsty, she drank stream water and dew. She made backpacks and walking sticks with bamboo and wood, and twisted rattan into tough ropes... Everything she had learned on her pursuit in the past came in handy.

She would only draw her sword when she encountered a large beast or an extraordinary monster along the way.

Most of the time, Taixi is like a poor but optimistic hiker, relying on the wisdom left by his predecessors to live and continue to climb higher.

It took her nearly three years to finally reach the foot of Qianyuan Mountain.

The long-lost voice came from the cotton-like clouds in the sky.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

A blurry white figure was hanging high in the sky, emitting the oppressive feeling unique to an apostle.

Tai Xi said frankly: "Master Apostle, I hope to forge a sword here and hone my swordsmanship."

"Can."

The apostle agreed.

Taixi breathed a sigh of relief.

She just lived on this floating mountain.

When looking up from underground, Qianyuan Mountain did not seem very big, but when actually standing on the mountain, Taixi felt that the mountain was incredibly large.

It is like a piece of rising land. There are many old roads on the mountain that have been in disrepair for a long time. Most of the roads are either covered and broken by weeds, or the stone slabs are falling off, the railings are missing, or there are landslides.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

No one has taken care of the sacred mountain for a long time.

Taixi's task was to transport stones from the surrounding floating islands, polish them one by one, and repair various mountain roads and steps.

Obviously, the Apostle saw through his [Rock Controlling Skill]. This ability can be used to move and transform stones, maintain and build mountain roads.

Taixi knew very little about the apostle who was like a dragon in the clouds and could not be seen from head to tail.

She heard from other fellow disciples who were also practicing here that the apostle was called Lord Ji, who was also an agent under the command of the God Yao and the lord of the mountain in this mythical land.

Later everyone called him Master Jishan.

Every day, Taixi stepped on stones to pile up piles of stones into a giant stone ball, and then stepped on the stone ball all the way back to the gate of Jinguan Cave.

After returning, she transformed the stones into stone slabs, stone balls, stone railings, stone stairs according to their shape and material... and stored them in different categories.

She then used these stones to repair the missing or damaged areas, restoring the sacred mountain to its original appearance.

Only at night did she have time to practice her swordsmanship.

Fellow disciples often compete with each other in the valley at the back of the mountain. That place was used to test various magic weapons in the past, but now it has become an arena and martial arts training ground.

Taixi has always lost more than he has won in competitions with his fellow disciples.

Those who can enter Qianyuan Mountain to practice are either determined or have strong bodies or abilities. There are no completely mediocre people.

After repeated defeats, Taixi gradually understood what his teacher Fu Jianbei said.

"The Huayun Sword is not your sword. You need to find your own sword."

Fu Jianbei's Huayun Sword was unpredictable, coming and going without a trace, just like his fingers hidden in his sleeves.

Taixi's Huayun Sword, however, was very rigid, simply condensing the cloud and mist elements into a sword shape for stabbing and slashing, without any of the erraticness and agility of clouds and mist.

She needed a sword of her own.

Taixi spent all his time outside of work in the dismantling pool.

The disassembly pool, which is like a clear lake, can decompose various props, but it will consume the power of the entire sacred mountain, so the mountain master has always strictly prohibited throwing props into it.

However, Taixi discovered that if it was not a prop, but just a product of some kind of condensed ability, it would not consume the power of the sacred mountain.

For example, the Huayun Sword, or the Stone Sword.

After getting permission from the mountain master, she began to use the [Rock Control Technique] to throw stone swords into the pool.

When a stone sword enters water, it will visibly separate into earth elements and broken rock fragments, which will eventually turn into dust and mud at the bottom of the pool.

Only in that brief period of decomposition could Taixi see an astonishing scene: the condensed earth element turned into countless fragments of light, peeling off from the broken rocks, like a huge and dense spider web, with strands of silk slowly pulled out, revealing the delicate and complex structure inside in the water.

Taixi watched the stone sword enter the water again and again, and was stripped down into earth elements and debris.

At the same time, she also began to try to reproduce the internal structure of the earth element that she had seen, and condense a more powerful stone sword.

This is difficult.

Taixi can use the [Rock Control Technique] to easily twist rocks into stone swords, but the complexity and difficulty of weaving the structure from the basic level of earth element makes her move with difficulty and extremely strenuous.

Just like building a complete house with wooden blocks, any mistake in any area will cause the collapse and breakdown of the entire house.

To further verify it, Taixi also used the [Cloud Sword] at the same time, condensing the cloud elements into a sword, sinking it into the disassembly pool, and comparing it with the stone sword.

Unlike the sinking earth elements, the mist elements were light and easy to disperse. After they were separated from the Huayun Sword, they turned into tiny bubbles, slowly rising on the water surface and merging into the air.

This gave Taixi an idea.

Can the heavy earth element be interwoven with the light cloud element to create a sword that neither sinks nor floats?

It will rise with the wind like a cloud and contain all things like the earth.

That would be great.

Great Lord Yao, please bless me and let me forge this sword as soon as possible!

Taixi was both excited and expectant.

After repeated attempts and failures, the combination of earth element and cloud element has begun to show results. The sword that has never existed before is gradually taking shape in his hands...

However, at this critical juncture, something big suddenly happened.

A giant beast of mysterious origin attacked Qianyuan Mountain.

It was covered with black hair, its eyes were shining with a faint light, and it was roaring wildly at the moon. As soon as the black-haired monster appeared, it punched and smashed the stone tower of the Refining Treasure Pavilion that everyone had repaired with great difficulty.

Under the moonlit night, fellow disciples from Qianyuan Mountain couldn't help but curse and attack.

I don’t know if the mountain owner was out or what, but I didn’t hear his voice.

Seeing this, Taixi also drew his sword and joined the battle!

(End of this chapter)