The young man in green had his sleeves floating in the air, a three-foot green lotus in his hand, and his body was covered in lightning. He closed his eyes and hung in the air, motionless as a mountain, but his heart was already filled with turbulent waves, and he had gained many insights.
"The wordless sword sticker contains thirty-six characters, one for each level of heaven, implicitly corresponding to the thirty-six levels of heaven in Taoism. Combining them into one sword, it can slay gods and destroy souls. This is called Zhu Xian!"
Zhang Ling had a solemn expression. He had not expected that the intervention of Qinglian and the thirty-six Thunder Pengs would directly activate the sword book, allowing him to comprehend the Zhuxian Sword.
Zhu Xian?
This reputation is so terrifying. Who left behind such an astonishing sword skill?
Zhang Ling seemed to be lost in thought. The only person he knew who had anything to do with the word "Zhu Xian" was Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, one of the Three Pure Ones.
Could it be that this sword sticker was left by someone?
Impossible, that doesn't make sense!
How could such a great swordsmanship be lost to the outside world for no reason and picked up by someone? Or was it picked up by the Buddhist Vajra?
I can't figure it out, I can't understand it.
Zhang Ling waved his sleeves and stopped thinking about the cause and effect.
He decided to take advantage of the time of enlightenment to practice the Zhuxian Sword well. Now that he had just begun to understand the sword, he only had a vague understanding. He should calm down and comprehend it carefully, and practice it skillfully until he could use it with ease and as easily as wielding his own arm.
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In the deepest part of Daluo Temple, there is a backyard.
The young man in green sat under the Bodhi tree, holding a scroll in his hand. At this moment, the sword sticker was no longer a blank piece of paper, but thirty-six silver characters appeared on it.
If someone observes carefully, they will definitely see that these thirty-six words are like a roc flapping its wings and flying high, emitting a world-destroying thunder and divine power inside and out.
Zhang Ling here peacefully attained enlightenment, but the scholar in Yongning County was in a miserable state...
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