Xiao Yuhan was a little confused at this moment, "Senior? Me! You forgot to mention me!"
Su Yan turned to look at Xiao Yuhan, "You little brat, I just want to ask you one question, why did you pull up the grass on my grave?"
Xiao Yuhan was puzzled. "Senior, I just felt that thing was very special..."
"It is quite special. Beneath that sword mound lies my corpse. The wild grass you pulled up happened to be the best-growing one. Alas... what a pity, it dissipated as spiritual energy, but you got it for free, kid. Holding it in your hand, you should have already noticed some clues, right?"
Xiao Yuhan asked, puzzled, "No, senior, I don't feel anything?"
Su Yan was somewhat puzzled. "Hmm?" He then pointed a finger at Xiao Yuhan's forehead, but his brows furrowed more and more. After a long while, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. "Kid, you're finished. You're hopeless."
"What do you mean by this, senior?"
"That's exactly what I meant. Go die, and maybe there's still hope."
Xiao Yuhan frowned deeply. "Huh?"
"What I mean is, your soul can find the grass on the grave where my cultivation is hidden at a glance, but you just can't use it. Look inside your own body!"
Xiao Yuhan thought for a moment, then immediately looked inward with his divine soul. He hadn't looked at his Qi Sea for a long time. The Azure Lotus that had been born from cultivating the Azure Lotus Sword Technique had been transformed into one of the two wondrous flowers by Long Xiaoyu's power.
Inside the Qi Sea, there was originally a skeleton sitting in meditation, with Manjusaka and Mandarava flowers growing on its outstretched hands.
But at this moment, the skeleton returned to human form. Upon closer inspection, a handsome boy of eleven or twelve years old was meditating in his dantian. The two strange flowers were still in his palms. But Xiao Yuhan felt strange. The boy's appearance seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen him before.
More importantly, even though it was clearly a manifestation of his own cultivation, why did he feel unable to use that powerful force?
Moreover, Xiao Yuhan realized that he had never used the power of those two strange flowers since they were born. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he simply didn't know what they were for. Thinking of this, he felt even more confused. "Senior, do you know what's wrong with me?"
Su Yan tilted his head and snorted coldly, saying, "Everything is cause and effect, kid. Without destruction, there can be no construction. Cultivation is meaningless to you. What you should cultivate is your foundation. Can you use the cultivation I give you? Forget it, whether you can comprehend it or not depends on yourself. Remember this: a person who doesn't experience great storms will always be a useless person! What good is it if someone who hasn't experienced hardship since childhood suddenly rises to a high position when they grow up? They won't be able to handle it. But now it seems your soul is qualified enough. Have you experienced some kind of stimulation?"
Xiao Yuhan thought for a moment and replied, "Senior, I have just awakened from the illusion."
"Oh? It seems this is your destiny. Originally, you were not worthy of this body, but now you are. Well, let it be, excellent. No destruction, no construction. You are still missing one more opportunity!"
Xiao Yuhan seemed to understand but not quite, muttering to himself, "No destruction, no construction? Is there a deeper meaning or just a casual remark?"
At this moment, Su Yan looked up at the sky and sighed, "Alright, that's enough. Since this is fate, my time is almost up. You little brats, you don't know how to use this good spiritual vein? Let me give you one last hand!"
After speaking, Su Yan raised his palms to the sky, and two golden beams shot straight into the clouds. With a loud bang, a terrifying spiritual power surged from the depths of the lake behind the Sword Tomb. However, this spiritual power seemed to obey Su Yan's command, evolving into an array in the sky and enveloping the entire gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
The next moment, everyone felt an unprecedented surge of spiritual energy.
Liu Jiantang's eyes flashed with golden light, and his aura surged. He seemed to sense some kind of energy, and then he took up the Hero Sword and flew into the sky. Nangong Ling'er's body also began to flash with blue light, as if she was about to break through.
Not far away, Ye Qingyun felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation, as if he had unloaded all his burdens and closed his eyes to feel the gradually increasing spiritual energy around him.
Shen Huairu walked slowly to Su Yan's side without expression, and simply tapped his forehead with a finger.
Su Yan was somewhat surprised, but he did not stop Shen Huairu from examining his memories. He simply let Shen Huairu do as she pleased. At this moment, it was as if the Heavenly Sword Sect had been transformed.
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