Sword Mark
The group of people from Mount Shu felt enlightened, and many of their eyes lit up!
That's right, that makes sense! The founders of these sword techniques didn't create sword techniques for others, they created them for themselves.
Practicing what others create all day, isn't it always going to be an imitation? Where did self-breakthrough come from?
It was just like how a true calligrapher or painter had their own style, their own school of thought. They were not something that a craftsman who copied could compare to!
"Listening to Mr. Ye's words is better than practicing for ten years!" Ling Qingfeng sighed with emotion, "I never thought that with so many people in our Mount Shu Sword Sect, we wouldn't even be able to compare to an outsider like Mr. Ye, who has a thorough understanding of our swordsmanship!
Oh no, to be exact, Mr. Ye's comprehension of the martial way far surpasses ours! "leaf
Although Fan Xian knew that his realm was indeed much higher than theirs, he still politely waved his hand, "It's just a small thought, Old Mister Ling is too serious."
"If I am lucky, this old man would like to invite Mr. Ye to stay in Mount Shu for a few more days. This way, I can also ask Mr. Ye for some advice." Ling Qingfeng said what many people from Mount Shu were thinking.
Since he was going to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to see the Imperial Sword Technique, there was no harm in staying for a few days to comprehend and cultivate in the mountains.
Thus, he said, "Alright then, since Old Ling has invited me so kindly."
Ling Qingfeng nodded with a smile and said, "Mr. Ye, our Hidden Sword Pavilion has already finished tidying up. This old man will take you there to take a look?"
Ye Fan was waiting, "I'll have to trouble Old Ling."
After leaving the sword field, the group walked to the back of the mountain.
The Hidden Sword Pavilion was not a place that could be casually entered. Other than Ling Qingfeng and Ling Bai, even Ling Yu Wei was not allowed to enter. The other disciples also needed the permission of the Elders Guild before they could enter.
Fan Xian followed the Ling father and son and walked up the stairs to a platform. In front of them was a pool, and beside it were the words "Clean Sword Pool".
Fan Xian was puzzled. What was this? Could it be that Mount Shu had a special place to wash swords?
Ling Qingfeng explained, "Mr. Ye, there's no need to be surprised. This is a rule left behind by our Mount Shu ancestor.
All the swords that are to be sent into the Hidden Sword Pavilion must be cleansed of the evil aura on the swords to ensure that the Hidden Sword Pavilion will not be tainted by the evil aura of the mortal world. "
Although he felt that this thing was a bit self-deceiving, it was also a part of the inheritance of Mount Shu's sword culture.
Outside the Hidden Sword Pavilion was an exquisite ancient building. Most of the space behind it was connected to the mountain.
After the sail walked into the Hidden Sword Pavilion, with a glance, it saw all kinds of swords quietly placed on rows of shelves.
There were at least a thousand of these swords, and they were all good swords. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been qualified to be placed here.
However, what made Ye Fan feel strange was that there was a faint smell of blood in the Hidden Sword Pavilion …
"Old Ling, has there been a fight here?" Ye Fan asked.
Ling Qingfeng smiled bitterly and helplessly, "I didn't expect that we would still be discovered by Mr. Ye. To be honest, we discovered an intruder in the Hidden Sword Pavilion yesterday.
Two of our disciples who were guarding this place were brutally murdered … So, it wasn't convenient to bring you here yesterday. "
Ling Bai said, "Mr. Ye, we are still secretly investigating this matter. Please keep it a secret for us."
Of course, Ye Fan didn't mind. He was an outsider to begin with, so he left after listening.
"Come, let's not talk about that anymore. Mr. Ye, I'll show you the sword hoard of our Mount Shu Mountain!"
Ling Qingfeng led the way, proudly introducing some of the valuable collections here to Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan was actually not interested in these swords, because from his Sword God Ring, he could casually pull out a Yue Wang Ba Sword and beat any of the swords here.
"Elder Ling, I actually came here to observe the Imperial Sword Technique." Ye Fan didn't want to beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
Ling Qingfeng's face stiffened. He was puzzled. Ye Fan's swordsmanship was so high, why wasn't he interested in swords? How strange.
However, he quickly nodded and said, "Alright, Mr. Ye, please follow me. The Imperial Sword Technique is not in any ancient book, you can only see it in the deepest part of the Hidden Sword Pavilion." leaf
Fan Xian followed him all the way to the inside of the hollowed out mountain. After walking past a large number of bookshelves, he discovered that there was actually a large door made of black iron inside.
Ling Qingfeng took out a key that he carried with him, opened the iron door, and brought Ye Fan in.
This independent space was like the bottom of a dry well.
There were high cliffs all around, extending all the way up. There was a round hole at the top, allowing light to shine in from the outside.
After the light shone in, there were a few mirrors at the bottom. These mirrors refracted the light and shone it onto the stone walls on all four sides.
Ye Fan looked at the empty space that was about twenty square meters in size and was very puzzled. "Elder Ling, where is the Imperial Sword Technique?"
Ling Qingfeng pointed in all directions with a smile, "Here..." It's everywhere... "leaf
Fan Xian took a closer look and discovered that there were countless traces on these stone walls!
These were all traces left behind by swords. Moreover, there were all sorts of strange angles, strange depths, and lengths. They didn't seem to be left behind by ordinary sword techniques!
"You mean, these sword scars …" All of them were drawn by the Imperial Sword Technique? "Ye Fan suddenly realized.
Ling Bai also smiled and nodded, "That's right, Mr. Ye. There are no sword manuals or secret manuals for the Imperial Sword Technique.
Only the ancestor who created the Imperial Sword Technique, which was also said to be an ancient sword immortal, had left behind this circle of sword marks on the stone wall!
The reason why the Imperial Sword Technique was so difficult to comprehend, and for thousands of years, the people who learned it had only learned a little bit of it, was precisely because this was a technique that could only be understood and could not be passed down through words!
No one knew what the complete Imperial Sword Technique was like. Perhaps even the founder himself didn't know how to explain it, so he could only leave behind this stone room!
In fact, it was said that our Mount Shu Sect appeared in order to protect the Imperial Sword Technique on this stone wall. Of course... These are all like legends. "
Ye Fan walked a few steps and looked inside for a few minutes. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry...
He finally understood why the Mount Shu Sect hadn't recorded anyone who had truly comprehended the Imperial Sword Technique ever since their ancestor. Who would be able to understand this messy pile of sword marks!?
The Imperial Sword Technique was known as the Imperial Sword Technique. This was already mysterious enough. There wasn't even a specific explanation of the technique and moves. Many people probably didn't even know where to start.
Rather than being in a daze here, it would be better to practice something else. As time passed, fewer and fewer people were willing to practice it, and even fewer people were willing to learn it!
"Although this old man has learned a little, I've tried it before. It's as difficult as ascending to the heavens to cut out these sword marks on the stone wall.
This stone wall contained a large amount of black iron. It was very difficult to cut it open, let alone so easily make a smooth mark.
"Moreover, many of the sword marks were clearly completed through several changes. They were incomparably exquisite and simply amazing. No wonder it was rumored to be left behind by an ancient sword immortal." Ling Qingfeng sighed with emotion.
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