Mu Jianhan nodded slightly and said: "Before, in the Qingmu Palace, Fellow Daoist Liang could see all the changes in the 'Qingfeng Nine Tribulation Formation' at a glance. This shows that the attainments in the formation are extraordinary. I let you stay here for seven days, and you saved it."
Selfishly, I want to work with you to develop a sword formation."
After hearing this, Liang Yan felt enlightened and laughed and said: "Sect Master Mu takes it for granted. How can it be so easy to create a sword formation that surpasses the previous ones?"
When he said this, he changed the subject and continued: "However, Liang has always been very fond of Zhanfa. The collection of books in this room really opened my eyes. Since we are all in the same way, we have studied together for a few days."
It’s okay.”
After hearing this, Mu Jianhan looked overjoyed and said, "In that case, I will come to discuss Taoism with Brother Liang at noon every day."
Of course, Liang Yan would not refuse. The two hit it off immediately and sat on the floor in the attic wooden house to discuss their respective understandings of the battle method.
Mu Jianhan has been studying sword formations for hundreds of years, and his understanding in this aspect is naturally far superior to Liang Yan. But what Liang Yan learned was very complicated. Back then, the Yixing Pavilion's array collection of books was vast. Over the years, as his realm has improved,
Ascension, I have also seen various strange formations. After expressing many opinions and insights, Mu Jianhan's eyes lit up and he was vaguely inspired.
The two of them continued their discussion until they reached the Yueshang Atrium. Mu Jianhan just said goodbye and left. He would come back on time at noon the next day.
At noon on the seventh day, Liang Yan was sitting in the "Shuimu Cave", but Mu Jianhan did not come, only a handsome Taoist boy came.
"Senior, today is the day for the opening of the Sword Tomb. The head master asked me to lead the way for seniors." The Taoist boy said with a respectful expression.
Liang Yan nodded calmly, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you see Mu Jianhan come personally?"
"The head master said that he has gained a lot from sitting and discussing with his seniors in the past few days. He has some vague ideas and plans to retreat for half a year to see if he can create a powerful sword formation."
"I see."
Liang Yan nodded slightly, and no longer asked too much, but said directly: "I'd like to help you lead the way."
"Senior please."
After the Taoist boy bowed deeply, he turned around and led the way.
The two left the "Shuimu Cave" and rode the light all the way through several mountains before arriving at the steepest peak in the entire Qingyu Sword Sect, the "Thousand Blades Peak".
Liang Yan followed the boy who landed halfway up the mountain and walked up a winding path. After walking for about half an hour, he could faintly see the top of the mountain in the clouds and mist.
"Thousand Blades Peak is the highest mountain in our sect, and the top of this peak is where our sect's sword tomb is located." The Taoist boy suddenly said.
Liang Yan nodded slightly. At this time, he used his spiritual consciousness to scan and saw that there were nine tall peaks around Thousand Blades Peak, surrounding the peak in the center like stars over the moon.
"The Sword Tomb is indeed the holy land of the Qingyu Sword Sect. If anyone dares to break into this place, they will be immediately surrounded by the nine peaks. This is the 'Qingfeng Nine Tribulation Formation' set up by the power of the sect's mountain range, and it is so powerful.
It’s far better than what I saw in the Qingmu Palace back then.”
Just as Liang Yan was thinking to himself, two people, a man and a woman, had come out from the corner of the road ahead. They were Su Yue, the head of Shujian Hall, and Wen Chuhua, the head of Sujian Hall.
"Senior, if you go further up, you will find my sect's sword tomb."
Su Yue took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "The flying swords of our sect's ancestors are buried here. The flying swords are psychic and will automatically attack the invading enemies. On the order of the sect master, we are here to present the sect's jade pendant.
If a person holding this jade pendant enters the sword tomb, he will not be regarded as an enemy by the swords of the ancestors of the past generations."
"No!"
Liang Yan smiled slightly and did not take the jade pendant from Su Yue's hand.
The last three sword refinements of the "Sword Seizing Technique" are to fight with other swordsmen's flying swords, temper your own flying swords according to the opponent's swordsmanship, and finally achieve the goal of "turning into a pill".
Liang Yan was not afraid of the flying swords of the past dynasties in the sword tomb, but wanted them to fight with him. He was also afraid that they were not vicious, so how could they pick up this jade pendant?
Su Yue and Wen Chuhua were both slightly stunned when they heard this, and then whispered: "Senior, there are many dangers in the Sword Tomb. Even the head of our sect must wear a jade pendant before entering, for safety reasons."
Liang Yan didn't say anything more this time, just smiled and shook his head, then left the two of them aside and strode straight up the mountain path.
"This senior is really weird." Su Yue turned to look at his leaving figure, frowned and said, "I don't know what he promised to the sect master, but he was actually allowed to enter the sword tomb."
"Stop thinking nonsense, the sect leader's decision will not be wrong." Wen Chuhua shook his head and said: "We have brought our words and the task has been completed. It is his own business if he does not take the jade pendant. We will go back now.
Come back to life."
"That's fine."
Su Yue nodded, then stopped looking at the mountain road, turned around, made a secret gesture, drove up a ray of light, and left Thousand Blades Peak with the little Taoist boy and Wen Chuhua.
After Liang Yan left everyone, he walked up the mountain road alone. After walking for about half a cup of tea, he saw a long stone staircase.
This stone step leads directly to the top of the mountain. A rough count shows that there are about ninety-nine steps. It looks very old and there are moss growing in many places.
Liang Yan only pondered for a moment, then took a step forward and stepped on it decisively.
As he stepped onto the stone steps, the wind suddenly picked up around him, and the sound of salsa came from the dense forest. At the same time, a huge sword intent suddenly erupted from the top of the mountain, pressing down on him like a dark cloud.
"Is this a demonstration against me?"
Liang Yan raised his eyebrows and without any hesitation, he directly raised his steps and took another step forward.
Brush! Brush! Brush!
Countless sword intentions rushed down, like a sea of swords rushing towards Liang Yan's head!
"Oh, good time!"
Liang Yan's face was excited. He pinched the technique with one hand and saw a blue swordfish flying out of his dantian and rushing straight towards the sword intent in the sky.
He did not use any other means, but relied on his own flying sword to fight against the infinite sword intent on the top of the mountain. The purpose was to use these sword intent to hone his own flying sword.
This blue swordfish broke through the heavy sword intent on the top of the mountain and cut a clear road for him from the stormy waves. Liang Yan followed the Mayfly Sword. Although his steps were slow, he walked towards the top of the mountain step by step without any pause.
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With every step he took, the sword intent coming from the top of the mountain would become stronger. The Mayfly Sword kept ringing in the air and seemed very excited.
After a hundred breaths, Liang Yan finally climbed the last step.
What you see is a deserted cemetery, but this cemetery is different from the ordinary world, because there are flying swords stuck on each of the tombs.
In the history of Qingyu Sword Sect, there were a total of twenty-three ancestors who were able to cultivate Jian Gang, and the swords of these twenty-three people, without exception, were all buried here!
With his arrival, these flying swords trembled at the same time, and the clanging sword sounds were heard endlessly, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
Liang Yan looked around and suddenly laughed softly: "Haha, you must have been lonely here for a long time, right? Later generations of swordsmen Liang Yan will make friends with the sword today!"
Meeting friends with swords, as soon as the word "friend" was spoken, the twenty-three flying swords in the sword mound rose up from the ground at the same time, turning into twenty-three sword rainbows in the air, with the sword tips pointed directly at Liang Yan's eyebrows.
The owners of these twenty-three flying swords had all mastered Sword Gang in the past. Although no one is controlling them now and cannot condense the Sword Gang, their own power cannot be underestimated.
However, there was no fluctuation in Liang Yan's eyes. He silently came to the middle of the sword tomb and sat down cross-legged. He made a magic spell with both hands in front of him. The Mayfly Sword Gang turned into a three-foot swordfish and rushed straight towards the sword in mid-air.
Those twenty-three flying swords.
Brush! Brush! Brush!
Feijian, the ancestors of the Qingyu Sword Sect, all burst out with fierce sword intent at this moment. The unparalleled sword edges swept in from all directions, trapping the Mayfly Sword in the middle.
If it were the flying swords of other Jindan realm swordsmen, surrounded by so many flying swords, they would be cut off abruptly. However, Liang Yan has been practicing the "Tao Sword Sutra" for a long time, and now he has half a foot in it.
During the sword pill period, that swordfish was very agile in mid-air, and could always defeat the attacks of many flying swords at the last moment.
As the Mayfly Sword continues to fight with a group of flying swords, the twenty-three different sword intentions are also tempering Liang Yan's natal flying sword. Every life and death fight will make the sword of the Mayfly Sword become more condensed.
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At this time, Liang Yan was sitting cross-legged, with his hands in front of him constantly making spells, the "Tao Sword Sutra" skills were quietly running, a circle of faint green light enveloped the entire mountain top, and he had already started his last three sword refinings!
These three times of sword refining were different from the previous ninety-seven times, and they were extremely dangerous.
The flying sword sword intention of the ancestors of the Qingyu Sword Sect in the sword tomb is not only a great supplement to his Mayfly Sword Gang, but it can also be a weapon that can make him go crazy and even kill his life!
However, as a sword cultivator, there is always progress but no retreat. If Liang Yan wants to take the final step and obtain the prototype of Jianwan, he must bear the risks brought by this process.
At this moment, there were no distracting thoughts in his mind, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him. His sword heart was extremely pure. What he saw in his eyes and what he thought in his mind was the kendo dojo that was less than a hundred feet in diameter on the top of the mountain.
It is said that cultivation has no time, and there is no time in the mountains. As soon as Liang Yan entered the sword tomb, two years passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past two years, the heads of the Nine Great Sword Halls have mentioned this matter to Mu Jianhan more than once.
After all, as an outsider, Liang Yan had the approval of the sect leader and was allowed to enter the sword tomb, but he couldn't stay in there forever.
Until one time, Mu Jianhan thought over and over again and finally revealed to everyone the deal reached between Liang Yan and himself.
After Su Yue and others heard this, they were all so surprised that they were speechless. Only then did they realize that the reason why their sect leader could tolerate the other party to this extent was all because of the sword pill method he promised!
The secret technique of Jianwan is so precious. For these masters of Juyuan Realm, it is simply unattainable. Obtaining this secret technique is enough to revitalize the entire sect!
After knowing the whole story, the nine masters said nothing more. Since Liang Yan has already given the first half of the secret technique, as long as he fulfills his promise afterwards and completes the secret technique, even if he is in the Sword Tomb
Even if they stay there for ten years, these people will not complain at all.
Qingyu Sword Sect was originally a reclusive sect and kept a very low profile. Apart from Liang Yan who came to visit, no other monks came here in these years. Time passed so peacefully, until one day, Qingyu Sword Sect's entire sect, all members of the Qingyu Sword Sect, came here.
Three thousand disciples received a letter from the master at the same time.
The next day, the "Dao Dao Bell" on the main peak of Qingyu Mountain rang three rare times. All the disciples were solemn and climbed the nine peaks around Thousand Blades Peak together.
As for the heads of the Nine Great Sword Halls, they each stood on the top of a mountain with their hands behind their hands, looking at the Thousand Blades Peak in the middle. There were some who were curious and some who were expecting.
These people waited for half a stick of incense when they suddenly heard a long sword sound coming from the top of Thousand Blades Peak, and then a group of blue mist flew out, like clouds in the sky, misty and illusory.
Under this blue mist, there was another figure following closely behind. This person was dressed in gray clothes and had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was Liang Yan, who had been in seclusion for two years.
At this moment, the "Wenwen Bell" bell rang again, and the leader of the Nine Great Sword Hall looked solemn and said respectfully:
"Everyone in the Qingyu Sword Sect is willing to help our seniors achieve enlightenment!"
As soon as they finished speaking, they each made a seal with their hands and released the sword intent they had cultivated without any reservation. The nine sword intents shot straight into the sky and disappeared upward into the blue mist.
As these nine leaders spoke out, the disciples of the Qingyu Sword Sect on the surrounding peaks also shouted in unison:
"We are willing to help our seniors become enlightened!"
There are a total of 3,000 disciples in the Qingyu Sword Sect, and they are all standing on the nine peaks at the same time. They are making sounds at the same time, which really shakes the sky!
As soon as they finished speaking, they started to use their own skills at the same time. Three thousand sword intents of different strengths and weaknesses burst out, like a mountain of swords and a sea of swords, and they simultaneously disappeared into the blue mist in mid-air.
And that blue mist has captured the sword intent of everyone in the Qingyu Sword Sect, and has gradually become much more solid, not as ethereal as it was at the beginning.
Liang Yan, who was chasing behind, had a happy expression on his face. He raised his hand and fired a few more spells to stop the blue mist flying randomly in place.
"Mu is also here to help Brother Liang!"
At this time, a gentle voice sounded, but it was Mu Jianhan, dressed in white robes, who came from the clouds and mist.
He squeezed the spells with both hands quickly, and a burst of frost sword energy burst out from behind, piercing the clouds and mist upwards, and went straight into Liang Yan's cyan mist.
With the help of Mu Jianhan's sword intention, the green mist finally solidified completely, as if it was reborn from nothingness. All the mist rolled inward, and finally shrank into a green pill.
Although there are three thousand disciples of the Qingyu Sword Sect present, no one knows what this small green pill represents. Only the leader of the Nine Great Sword Hall and Mu Jianhan know it well. At this time, they look up at the sky.
, couldn’t help but feel a little excited.
"The prototype of the sword pill is finally ready!"
