"Where is the Lord still sitting?" Chongyuan and others entered and exited Daofeng. They inadvertently glanced at the top of the mountain and still saw a person sitting cross-legged there.
"Yes, the Lord has been sitting there for almost a year." Hai Kun murmured.
A few of them went to explore the secret realm before, and they all returned safely decades ago. In addition, they also obtained a lot of good things in the secret realm. This mission can be said to be profitable.
"The wind and rain have been blowing for a year, but he hasn't moved at all. I think the Lord has almost turned into a stone." Wei Ming, a smiling young man, said.
"I think it looks a bit similar!" the elegant middle-aged Wei Fengda said with a slight smile.
At this moment, Yang Ji is indeed like a stone. To be more precise, he is indeed like a stone without soul.
He turned his soul into thousands of thoughts and scattered them. He wandered in the sky, looking at hundreds of rivers and earth, and traveling around the sun, moon and stars.
He transformed into a human being with pure yang thoughts, talked happily with mortals, sat with monks and discussed Taoism. He even accepted a disciple outside the Wuji Dao Sect's sphere of influence and passed down his skills and supernatural powers.
It can be said that over the past year, Yang Ji has really relaxed, his soul has left his body, he is enjoying the results of his cultivation, and enjoying the beauty brought by the Nascent Soul Realm.
It turns out that it is so wonderful to be able to travel through the world, to be given magical powers and to be worshiped as a teacher. There is also a different kind of expectation, wanting to see if the seeds I planted can sprout and grow.
When he really emptied himself, his thoughts became more transparent. He jumped out of himself and looked at himself from an outsider's perspective. The problems that had originally bothered him were solved.
The inspiration for cultivation is like a fountain, and the previous confusion about cultivation suddenly becomes clear. The road ahead is clear and clear.
Blessed to the soul, the light in my mind never dissipated, and the Demonic Parasitism Technique, which I was only proficient in, actually reached perfection within this year.
This is all too incredible.
Yang Ji knew that he had encountered the epiphany that monks could only hope for!
A single moment of enlightenment is truly better than a hundred years of hard work!
He thought these were just exaggerated words, but he didn't expect them to actually exist.
This demon parasitism technique is very extraordinary. It can turn one's own thoughts into "heart poison" and plant them in the minds of others.
It can devour other people's hearts, induce other people's inner demons, and can also perceive everything in other people's hearts. No matter how far away they are, even in another world, as long as the mind Gu is there, you can always sense what is in other people's hearts.
This kind of magical power is really weird and extraordinary.
This is equivalent to a control technique. Once the heart voodoo is planted in the soul, if someone else has the intention to resist, Yang Ji will know it instantly, and then he can control the heart voodoo to devour his mind and torture him.
This demon parasitism technique is really a wonderful way to control people.
This magical power is specially designed for heavenly demons, because heavenly demons can turn into thoughts and easily enter other people's hearts, and can plant mind poison silently, which is difficult for other races to do.
Although Yang Ji is not a demon, he has mastered this technique to perfection. His soul strength and mental will are not as strong as his, but he can still be like a demon, quietly planting a thought in the hearts of others.
In fact, over the past year, his thoughts have dispersed into millions, and he can be regarded as practicing the parasitism technique of demons in disguise. He can peer into the world and understand people's hearts, so he can fall into enlightenment.
Although Yang Ji was wandering in a fuzzy state, he still had a thought in Daofeng.
For the sake of experiment, he once planted a heart poison in the minds of Chongyuan and others, but they were unaware of it.
A heart poison was once planted on a Buddha boy, but a man wearing black robes and disheveled hair appeared in his mind. His eyes were deep and boundless, and the heart poison dispersed when he got close.
Yang Ji knew that the man in black robe must be a Buddha and a demon. He had left a Tao pattern to protect the Buddha boy.
After some experiments, he also roughly understood the power of demon parasitism.
A year has passed, and the day to go to the Immortal Sword Sect is almost here. Yang Ji begins to retract his wandering soul thoughts.
Streams of light continued to submerge into his sea of consciousness. Five days later, a dazzling white light emerged from his sea of consciousness. All pure Yang thoughts returned to their places, and Yang Ji slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, the space in front of him was torn open by a pair of big hands, and Elder Chunye stepped out.
"Young boy Yang, you look good." Chunye saw that Yang Ji's eyes were clear and translucent, his eyebrows contained spiritual light, his temperament was ethereal and agile, and he was full of energy, so he couldn't help but take a second look.
Yang Ji stood up, bowed, and said with a smile: "This disciple has been sitting quietly to rest his mind this year, just to wait for the elder's good news. With expectation, his spirit will naturally be good."
"It seems that you really want to get some benefits from the Immortal Sword Sect." Chunye looked at him with a smile and said, "Since you have raised elites, then come with me. I will take you to the teleportation square to meet those
Meet up with the disciples who are going to the Fairy Sword Sect for the meeting."
"Elder, who is going to the Immortal Sword Sect this time?" Yang Ji asked.
"We'll find out when we get there." Chunye grabbed Yang Ji and stepped into the space passage.
A strong Mahayana man tears apart space, and takes only two steps in the void of space, tens of thousands of miles away.
Yang Ji and Chun Ye emerged from the void of space and arrived at the teleportation square 80,000 miles away. This was much faster than the teleportation array.
Yang Ji was envious of these methods.
At this moment, a deep voice came from my ears: "Everyone is here!"
Yang Ji looked up and saw three people in the square.
The leader was a majestic old man. Yang Ji had seen this man before. This was actually the senior sect member who appeared to rescue him in the hell training ground last time. Even the elders who punished evil were respectful to him and did not dare to be presumptuous. Obviously
His status is not low.
Seeing the other two people, Yang Ji was slightly startled. He had actually seen them before.
A man with perfect figure, appearance and temperament, who seems to be the dream lover in the hearts of countless women, this man is none other than Wang Tianli with a smile on his face.
The other person exudes a noble and immortal temperament, his eyes are smiling and full of wisdom. He is the true successor of Hao Yun, who is dressed entirely in Taoist tools.
This splendid scene was either the top Mahayana or the true teaching of Taoism. Although there were not many people, it gave the Immortal Sword Sect enough face.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Junior brother, it turns out that the last person is you." Wang Tianli first said hello with a smile.
"I've met the elders, I've met the two senior brothers." Yang Ji saluted.
"This is Elder Ji Shen, and this is Taoist Wang Tianli. You have all met them before." Chunye smiled and looked at the majestic elder and Wang Tianli, introduced Yang Ji, and then looked at the true successor Hao Yun, "This
This is the true disciple Hao Yun, this should be your first time meeting him!"
"We've met before!" Hao looked at Yang Ji and said with a smile.
"Oh, that would be better." Chunye was a little surprised and said, "Since I have seen it all, I won't talk nonsense. This time we will go to the Immortal Sword Sect to be led by Elder Ji. If you have anything, you can ask him."
After saying that, he smiled at Yang Ji and said, "Boy Yang, I hope you can bring back two jugs of good wine for me!"
"Disciple, try your best!" Yang Ji said with a smile.
Chunye took one look, tore apart the space and left the teleportation square.
"Xiao Yang, come here and join the battle! Let's go to the Immortal Sword Sect." Elder Ji Shen changed his dignity and smiled gently at Yang Ji.
"Okay elder!" Yang Ji felt quite flattered and walked over with a smile, standing on the teleportation array with everyone.
Then Elder Ji cast a spell, and with a flash of light from the formation pattern under his feet, everyone disappeared in the square.
When everyone appeared again, the world had changed.
As soon as Yang Ji came out of the teleportation hall, he felt the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was difficult to dissolve. Looking around, he saw a scene of an immortal family.
The Immortal Sword Sect is as extraordinary as the Wuji Taoist Sect, with majestic mountains and rivers, waterfalls and springs, sacred trees reaching into the sky, ancient palaces and jade palaces rising and falling in the sky, and divine rainbows coming and going endlessly.
There are longevity spirits in the mountains, puffing out smoke, and spiritual beasts flying through the sky for nine days.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the mountain peak in front of you. The mountain peak is like a sword, towering into the sky. Standing under it, there is an ancient, vast, and sharp momentum coming out and hitting your face.
In the middle of this mountain peak, there is a white jade stone step as straight as a sword, leading directly to the top of the mountain, and there is an indescribable and huge aura on it.
Just when Yang Ji was about to take a closer look, he saw several divine rainbows flying down from the top of the mountain. The welcoming team, also composed of four people, landed in front of Yang Ji and others. The leader raised his hands and smiled:
"Fellow Daoist Ji!"
"Fellow Daoist Lin!" Ji Shen replied with a smile.
The person at the head of the welcoming team was an old man with white hair and white beard, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. Behind him were three people, all wearing silver clothes with black ribbons and carrying long swords on their backs. All of them had extraordinary temperaments and extraordinary postures.
The cultivation levels of these four people are Mahayana, Fusion, Transformation, and Nascent Soul respectively.
If Yang Ji guessed correctly, the identity composition of these four people is exactly the same as theirs, they are all elders, Taoists, true disciples, plus a genius who is almost a true disciple.
The Taoist disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect made Yang Ji look at him a few more times.
This person has a wine gourd hanging around his waist, his hair is slightly messy, and his eyes are sleepy, as if he has just sobered up and been invited to socialize. However, despite his slovenliness, he still gives people a sense of unrestrained and handsome.
This person looks quite young, but he has a strong aura of worldliness, as if he has seen through the world through hardships, has no desires and desires, and is at ease.
He seemed to sense Yang Ji's gaze, and actually tilted his head and lifted a piece of hair hanging in front of his eyes, smiled provocatively, winked at Yang Ji, and said, "My name is Jian Xiaoyao. I'm free.
You can come and have a drink with me."
When the elder named Lin saw his disciples greeting others on their own, he couldn't help but look at Yang Ji with a smile, and then said to Yang Ji and others:
"This is our sect's Taoist disciple Jian Xiaoyao, this is our sect's true successor Liu Changtian, and this is our sect's inner disciple Hu Buyu!" Elder surnamed Lin introduced them one by one.
The three of them bowed their hands towards Yang Ji and others, and then saluted Ji Shen.
Afterwards, Ji Shen introduced Yang Ji and others to them with a smile. Everyone greeted each other politely and looked at the mountain peak in front of them.
Elder Lin Meng said with a smile: "This mountain peak is called Yijian Peak, and these stone steps are called Sword Way. There are ten thousand levels in total. All disciples of our sect must seal their cultivation and strength, and walk up the stairs as a mortal.
I want to understand the various state of mind and sentiments left by the sages on the stone steps. The implication is that one is to worship the path of swords and know how to practice endlessly. The other is to set up the sword heart, follow the example of the sages, and strengthen my sword sect."
"This ten thousand-level swordsmanship is a meeting gift from our sect to you all!"
Elder Lin Meng smiled and looked at Wang Tianli, Hao Yun, Yang Ji and the other three.
"It is rumored that these 10,000-level stone steps contain the cultivation insights left by many predecessors of the Sword Sect. If you can resonate with the state of mind of those predecessors, you can gain a lot of benefits and condense the extraordinary sword heart." Wang Tianli said with a smile.
"Wang Xiannephew is right. If you can resonate with the state of mind of my senior swordsman, then you are qualified to visit my sword cave. If you can bring sword skills with you, it is also fate." Elder Lin Meng said with a smile.
When Yang Ji heard this, he also recalled some introductions about the Immortal Sword Sect that he had read in the book "The World of Immortal Cultivation". Among them was the record of Yi Jianfeng and the way of swordsmanship.
The 10,000-level stone steps correspond to the Mahayana longevity. Every monk in the Immortal Sword Sect who has reached the Mahayana will choose a stone step and leave his own cultivation insights and mental journey in it.
Just understanding every bit of the past Mahayana cultivation is an extremely valuable experience. In addition, if you resonate with the state of mind of those predecessors, you can also visit the sword cave and learn sword skills.
This is a great opportunity. You must know that 99% of the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect cannot enter, and only the true disciples are qualified. You can imagine how important this meeting gift is.
No wonder, the sect would send Daozi Zhenzhen to participate in the meeting, obviously not wanting to lose his dignity, but also wanting to gain some benefits.
"If the three wise nephews take up the art of swordsmanship, communicate with the sages of our sect, condense their sword hearts, and become tainted with their sword intentions, then the chance of winning in the sword tasting competition will be greatly improved. After all, our sect casts swords.
But it is forged with 'heart', and every sword is a fine sword made with heart. Only by understanding the sword with the heart of the sword can we see the essence of the sword through the fog and illusion." Lin
Elder Meng smiled.
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A person in the Immortal Sword Sect may forge many swords in his life, and he may also store many swords in his storage bag.
But they will only wear one sword in their lives, and this sword is the sword that they always carry on their backs and has not been included in any stored magic weapons.
This sword is like a wife, who will never leave her for life.
This sword is like a child, if you nurture it with care, it will continue to grow the day after tomorrow.
It can be said that the link between the people of the Immortal Sword Sect and their swords is their "heart", and the sword is their most important thing. They are both teachers and friends, like wives and children.
Therefore, they often carry their natal sword on their backs, and the sword contains everything about them.
If they unfortunately die or pass away at the end of their lives, their natal swords will be taken back by the sect and inserted into the sword peak.
Therefore, Sword Peak is also called Buried Sword Peak. Some of the swords on it are swords that have never had an owner, and some are natal swords left behind by the sages who died or passed away.
The disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect are practicing outside. Even if they are killed, others will not dare to take away their natal swords.
Because once the sword is sheathed, the Immortal Sword Sect will definitely have Mahayana take action, personally retrieve the sword, and punish the person holding the sword.
It is said that if you want to join the Immortal Sword Sect, you must first find your own sword in Jianfeng. For this sword, you don't look for it with your eyes, but with your heart.
If the aura and state of mind of a sword match yours, then you have found your own sword and can join the sect.
Elder Lin Meng said that if you follow the path of swordsmanship and understand the state of mind left by the Mahayana sages of the Immortal Sword Sect in the past generations, if you can resonate with their state of mind with your heart, then it will indeed match their sword heart and contaminate their sword intention.
So in the Sword Competition, it will really help Sword win.
This meeting gift is really good and has many benefits.
"After all, the three nephews are distinguished guests of our Immortal Sword Sect. If we don't want to follow this sword path, we can fly directly to the mountain peak. All this will follow the wishes of the three nephews." Elder Lin Meng said with a smile.
"If we fly directly to the top of the mountain, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the ancestors of your ancestors? Besides, this great gift prepared by your ancestors is something we can only dream of. We are naturally willing to take one step at a time, step on the stone steps, and meet the ancestors of your ancestors forever.
, this is our honor." Wang Tianli said with a slight smile.
"I have always been curious about Guizong's sword cave and wanted to go in and have a look. Naturally, I want to walk around this sword path." Hao Yun said.
Needless to say, Yang Ji naturally had many benefits from practicing the way of swordsmanship, so he was naturally willing to take part in it.
At that moment, the three of them looked at each other, sealed their own cultivation, sealed 99% of their strength, climbed the stone steps with their ordinary bodies, and walked up.
The 10,000-level stone steps would be daunting for ordinary people.
Moreover, the stone steps of this kendo are extremely steep. If you are not careful, you will fall backwards. Every step requires concentration and foot strength.
Ten thousand stone steps are equivalent to ordinary stone steps of one hundred thousand or one million levels.
Fortunately, the willpower of Yang Ji and the other three people is millions of times stronger than ordinary people, so they can persevere easily.
Although they were halfway up the mountain, sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their breathing became much heavier, this was just the instinctive reaction of mortal bodies, and their hearts were still as calm as water.
Every step the three of them take, every step they take, will be felt with their hearts, hoping to resonate with the state of mind of the sages of the Immortal Sword Sect.
Yang Ji walked all the way and climbed five thousand stone steps.
Through the golden finger, he saw [Hegemonic Sword], [Crazy Sword], [Soft Sword], [Lawless Sword], [We Only Sword], [Unfeeling Sword] on the stone steps... [
Hero Sword].
He wanted to understand their mood with his heart, but it was one thing to see it with a golden finger, but his heart could not resonate with their mood.
He kept going up the steps, and saw various "sword hearts" along the way. Undoubtedly, Yang Ji did not match their aura, was out of tune, and could not resonate.
However, after Hao Yun climbed the 600th stone step, a spiritual light emerged from his body and he fell into silence.
Yang Ji looked around and saw a message displaying [Immortal King Sword]. It seemed that the original sage of the Immortal Sword Sect was also a person with great ambitions and had the ambition of the Immortal King.
As for Wang Tianli, when he climbed the eight thousand stone steps, he stood still on the spot and fell into silence.
Yang Ji looked around and found that it was the [Transcendence Sword], the heart of the sword that constantly surpasses itself.
This fits Wang Tianli's state of mind. He is a person who constantly pursues progress and transcends himself. As long as he can enhance his own strength, he will strive to pursue it and find his own peak.
But Yang Ji stopped and walked all the way up the nine thousand stone steps, but he never encountered a state of mind that matched his.
"It seems that Nephew Wang and Nephew Hao are related to our clan!" Lin Meng smiled faintly and looked at Yang Ji, "As for this Nephew Yang...eh!" Before he finished speaking,
Suddenly, he said, "This nephew Yang, there is also a spiritual light in his body. It seems that he is also destined to be a sage from our sect!"
Yang Ji took his last breath and was still sighing, is there no sage in this Immortal Sword Sect who has the same state of mind as him?
But as soon as he stepped up to the first step, his mind suddenly moved in the next breath, and a picture flashed before his eyes.
It was a mountain top, and it was a middle-aged figure with a peaceful expression, sitting cross-legged, and his soul split into billions and shot out in all directions.
Yang Ji could see at a glance that he was wandering around the world.
Yang Ji exclaimed that it was no wonder. He had been meditating for a year before, and he had also wandered around the world and gained a lot of insights. His state of mind was not said to be detached from the chaos of the world, but it also seemed to be leaning in this direction.
This person is also like this, he is carefree, sees everything in the world, and understands the world.
Unable to communicate, Yang Ji could only watch him carefully and understand his state of mind.
Just when Zhongnian Nian had retracted all his thoughts, he suddenly looked at Yang Ji.
Yang Ji was startled. At this moment, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and a stream of light shot out from his head and penetrated into his brain.
It was at this moment that Yang Ji woke up with a start.
After feeling the sea of consciousness for a while, he found that there was a sword-shaped rune inside. He couldn't see anything strange for a while, so he stopped thinking and continued walking up.
When they reached the top of the mountain, they found that Wang Tianli, Hao Yun and others were already waiting here.
Lin Meng smiled and said: "Nephew Yang, which sage of our sect have you sensed?"
"I don't know who the senior is, but there is a sword talisman!" Yang Ji summoned the sword talisman from the sea of consciousness.
When Lin Meng saw it, his childish eyes shrank, he was suddenly moved, and blurted out: "It's that senior!"