Chapter 55 The famous sword is indeed a good sword.
“Anger blinds you, and delusion entangles you. Are you cultivating the return of all things to the heart, or the five evils?” Pei Wenjing spoke, his words like knives.
The disciple, who had been hit where it was, suddenly froze, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. He came to his senses and instantly felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end.
He felt utterly unfamiliar with himself just now, and a surge of malice welled up within him without him even realizing it.
"I..." He took a step back, his thoughts in disarray. In his panic, he glanced at Pei Wenjing, then turned and ran in another direction.
"I'm sorry, Wenjing, he hasn't been feeling well lately. Please don't take his words to heart." Disciple B bowed apologetically to Pei Wenjing and followed after him.
Pei Wenjing watched their departing figures and narrowed his eyes.
During their conversation, he vaguely saw a wisp of black energy emanating from the enraged disciple A. But the black energy flashed by so quickly that he couldn't see it clearly.
He hoped that he had simply misjudged the situation.
Pei Wenjing's gaze shifted to the mountains to the side. These mountains were towering into the clouds, connected one after another, with only a narrow gap in the middle that allowed only one person to pass through.
The narrow crevice is flanked by straight stone walls. It's as if Pangu cleaved the mountain in two with an axe when he created the world, but not completely split it in half.
Squeezing in from here, you always have to worry about a rock falling down and killing you.
This wasn't supposed to be a passageway, but for some reason, Pei Wenjing felt compelled to go over and take a look.
The narrow crevice was initially extremely narrow, barely allowing a person to pass. After walking several dozen steps, it suddenly opened up into a bright and clear space.
This place was originally a valley, surrounded by mountains that blocked out all birds, beasts and people, but this place in the middle was full of green grass and flowers, colorful and secluded from the world.
He walked forward, intending only to see the scenery before him, when suddenly, a gong sounded, echoing through the mountains.
Pei Wenjing looked up and saw a dusty gray sword appear out of nowhere, thrusting straight at him.
A sneak attack?
Pei Wenjing's face darkened, and he raised his hand to release a barrier in front of him.
The sword didn't seem to be very clever either, as it crashed straight into the wind wall with a loud bang and bounced off to the ground.
Pei Wenjing's gaze was fixed on the sword. The sword lay on the ground for a while before wobbling and flying up again. Perhaps sensing Pei Wenjing's wary look, the gray sword trembled, shaking off the rust, mud, and dust, gradually restoring its original frosty white and translucent appearance.
Pei Wenjing looked at the sword and finally matched it with the name on the weapon list: "Suyou?"
When Su You heard Pei Wenjing finally call his name, he was so moved that he burst into tears and rushed towards Pei Wenjing, but was blocked by his wind barrier.
Even though the wind wall blocked his way, Su You tirelessly knocked on it again and again, as if calling for Pei Wenjing to open the door quickly.
After Pei Wenjing removed the wind barrier, Su You began to circle around him, like a dog sniffing its master's scent.
Looking at the strange sword before him, Pei Wenjing was at a loss for words.
He didn't know why, even though he wasn't a disciple of the Myriad Weapons Return to the Heart, a sword would choose him and follow him like a puppy, clinging to him and unwilling to leave.
Pei Wenjing left the valley and walked a long way, but Su You followed behind him the whole time.
Finally, Pei Wenjing couldn't help but say to it, "Go find someone else, I'm not a sword cultivator."
The sword, however, seemed not to understand him and relentlessly pursued him.
Pei Wenjing ignored it and instead searched for other people in the Sword Pavilion.
Unfortunately, the Sword Pavilion was very large and was always shrouded in layers of clouds and mist. After walking for a while, he looked back and the road behind him disappeared.
Jiange is like a paradise; there is only forward movement, no turning back. If you take a different path, you can never go back.
He searched for a long time and met many disciples of the Myriad Instruments Return to the Heart. Sometimes they could see him, and sometimes Pei Wenjing seemed to be invisible. Even if he stood next to them, they could not see Pei Wenjing.
Pei Wenjing stood beside these disciples who had returned to their hearts for a while, then walked in another direction.
In a daze, he felt as if he were passing by one disciple after another, participating in their lives.
Pei Wenjing suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked around at the white mist and asked Su You, "Su You, have I seen this scene before?"
The sword vibrated around him, but he couldn't understand its language.
Pei Wenjing never found Shen Cangyu and the others. In the Sword Pavilion, there was only daytime and no night, and the sun did not move, as if time was frozen.
Pei Wenjing couldn't tell the time, he only knew that he had been here for a long time.
Perhaps the others have already gone back, he thought.
As the thought of returning arose in his mind, a familiar door appeared not far in front of him—the gate of the Sword Pavilion.
Only when he wants to go back will the gate connecting Sword Pavilion to the outside world appear, allowing him to return to reality.
A barrier was set up not far from the gate of the Sword Pavilion. Pei Wenjing stepped over the barrier and touched the doorknob. Su You followed closely behind him, but was blocked by the barrier on the other side.
It recognized Pei Wenjing as its master, but Pei Wenjing did not accept its response. Therefore, it remained a masterless sword, and a masterless sword could not leave the Sword Pavilion.
Su You stubbornly kept crashing into the barrier, making loud "bang" sounds, as if he was determined to follow Pei Wenjing this time.
Pei Wenjing paused as he opened the door. He hesitated for a moment, but then decided to go back.
Su You was delighted to see him coming.
Pei Wenjing sighed and held it in his hand: "I am not a sword cultivator. If you come with me, you are destined to gather dust. Don't regret it."
The upstream water emitted a buzzing sound.
Pei Wenjing opened the door, and the rich floral fragrance that had lingered in his nose dissipated, replaced by the surrounding noise. Looking at the frolicking crowd before him, he finally felt a sense of returning to reality.
"No, isn't this Sword Pavilion? Why are there spears here?" Someone screamed, clutching their head as they looked at the crimson spear in Qiu Sheng's hand.
Qiu Sheng put away the gun he had been brandishing with great force, planted it on the ground, and rubbed his nose: "I don't know either. I was also surprised when I saw this gun inside. But then again, this gun definitely feels better and more solid than a sword."
Qiu Sheng recalled that during a previous competition, Shen Cangyu had indeed told her that she thought the spear was more suitable for her. However, Qiu Sheng hadn't taken Shen Cangyu's words to heart at the time.
She entered the Sword Pavilion to find a good sword, but she didn't expect that there would be guns in the Sword Pavilion.
How strange! There are guns in Jian Ge!
So, out of curiosity, she touched it, and to her surprise, the gun felt really good. She was so late in learning about guns; what a waste! She should have played with guns sooner.
Qiu Sheng looked at Chu Xun, who had his hands in his pockets, and asked, "Where is your sword?"
Chu Xun smiled with narrowed eyes, then opened his hand, revealing his small carving knife: "It's here."
Qiu Sheng's eyebrows twitched: "Are you kidding me? Why is it still this thing?" She had asked Chu Xun to go into the Sword Pavilion to find a sword, but she didn't expect that he had been in there for so long and hadn't found a single sword. He was still using his little carving knife. It seemed that he really didn't want to look for a sword anymore.
Chu Xun said innocently, "This is the most handy one; there's no better knife." Seeing Qiu Sheng's foot about to kick him, he quickly pointed into the distance and said, "Look, Wen Jing is coming out!"
Qiu Sheng turned around and saw Pei Wenjing's figure at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion in the distance. She thought Pei Wenjing wouldn't look for the sword, but unexpectedly, he was the one who found it among them: "Wenjing, you found the sword too?"
“Yes.” Pei Wenjing raised his hand, and Su You spun around him.
"Suyou, this is a rare and excellent sword," Qiu Sheng said. Suyou has been recorded in the weapon rankings and has been passed down for many years, making it a famous sword.
Just as Qiu Sheng was about to say something, a figure appeared behind Pei Wenjing.
The originally sunny weather suddenly changed drastically. Dark clouds gathered, strong winds blew, thunder roared, and sand and stones flew across Wanjian Mountain.
Shen Qingyan's figure appeared from inside the door. As he appeared, bolts of lightning exploded on the ground, startling the people present into gasps of surprise.
He held a black sword in his hand.
Qiu Sheng looked at the sword in Shen Qingyan's hand and murmured, "That is..."
"It will move even ghosts and gods to tears," the sect leader said.
The Weeping God is an unparalleled divine sword, contemporaneous with the Kunlun Sword, but its owner, who was on the verge of becoming a god, ultimately failed to achieve godhood. This sword has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, and now Shen Qingyan has actually obtained it.
This is so awesome!
【Charge, Yanzi!】
[To prove to everyone that it's not only the Kunlun Sword that can lead to godhood!]
[I watched this story evolve from a story about a lazy, overpowered, and popular character to one about growth and then to one about a comeback story (I'm quite moved)]
【kswl】
[What are you shipping now? Are you shipping the unity of man and sword? That doesn't seem right.]
[Don't worry about it]
At this moment, a disciple of Wanqi Guixin looked at Shen Qingyan's figure and couldn't help but murmur, "Shen Qingyan... his talent is not bad either, it's just a pity that he was born in the wrong era. If it weren't for Shen Cangyu, maybe he would be the one to inherit the Kunlun Sword? He always seems to be one step behind Shen Cangyu."
Upon hearing this, the system coldly replied, "Director, cut that part. Today's episode ends here. Don't air the rest of the episode."
It has burned out.
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