"Huh?" Song Shuhang was dumbfounded on the spot. There was a limit to flying swords? Flying swords weren't cars, how could they be limited?
Fairy Lychee also had a confused expression on her face. "What's going on?"
The middle-aged scholar awkwardly explained, "To tell you the truth, it's like this … in two weeks, the triennial ceremony of our scholarly faction will start. This year's ceremony will be held by our White Cloud Academy. Therefore, scholars from all over the world are gathering in our White Cloud City. In addition, fellow daoists from all over the world are also coming to watch the ceremony. The White Cloud City is currently overcrowded, and there's a defensive barrier above the city, so the sky isn't very high. Therefore, to prevent too many fellow daoists from riding flying swords and causing traffic congestion, our White Cloud City has decided to limit the number of flying swords to relieve the pressure. "
"How do we limit the number of flying swords? Flying swords aren't like cars, and they don't have license plates! "Song Shuhang asked.
"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to worry about this. Every fellow daoist of the Fourth Stage or above will get a flying sword barcode when they enter the White Cloud City. At that time, we just need to limit the number of flying swords according to the number." The middle-aged scholar patiently explained to Song Shuhang and the others.
Song Shuhang then asked, "How do we limit the number of flying swords?"
The middle-aged scholar replied, "We've introduced the restriction for ordinary people and simplified it. It starts with the words' rule the country ',' rule the family ', and' pacify the world '. The number 'rule' is restricted on Mondays, and the number 'country' is restricted on Tuesdays. So on and so forth. In addition, we encourage everyone to bring a few fellow daoists with them when they go out, "the middle-aged scholar said.
"…" Song Shuhang.
He didn't know what to say about this damned world of cultivators. His worldview was shattered once again.
At this time, Venerable White said, "Alright. In that case, please prepare a flying sword barcode for me and Fellow Daoist Lychee."
After seeing that Venerable White was so easy to talk to, the middle-aged scholar heaved a sigh of relief. He could tell that 'Venerable White' was very powerful. If he angered him because of [Flying Sword Restriction], it would be very troublesome.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar said, "Please hand over your flying swords to me. I'll imprint the 'Flying Sword Barcode' on them."
Venerable White and Fairy Lychee handed over their flying swords.
Then, the middle-aged Confucian scholar took out a computer … and something that looked like a printer. The middle-aged Confucian scholar placed the flying sword in something similar to a printer and tapped on the computer.
Something similar to a mark was branded on the flying sword.
"When Fellow Daoists leave the White Cloud City, these imprints will disappear. Rest assured, Fellow Daoists." The middle-aged Confucian scholar explained.
Venerable White's barcode was Tian 888. When the scholarly cultivator saw Venerable White's number, he exclaimed, "What a good number."
The "Sky" number was restricted on Saturdays. Today was only Monday. There was still a long way to go before the traffic restriction.
"Thank you." Venerable White said.
Then, there was Fairy Lychee's flying sword. The flying sword's number was Ping 2333. Fairy Lychee felt that this was a very mocking number.
Venerable White asked, "So, can we go in now?"
"The procedures have been completed. Fellow Daoists, please go in. By the way … Fellow Daoists, I almost forgot. Within the White Cloud City, the speed limit for flying swords is 100 km/h. Fellow Daoists, please don't race your flying sword in the city. "The middle-aged Confucian scholar reminded them.
When Venerable White heard this, he frowned. Wasn't the joy of flying swords in speeding? What was the point of flying swords if not racing?
But in the end, he sighed faintly. This was the territory of the Eternal Fire Zhenjun. He had to give face to his old friend.
"Shuhang, Fellow Daoist Shiliu, let's get ready to go." Venerable White said. Then, he turned around and saw Song Shuhang holding up his phone, scanning something on a notice at the entrance.
"What are you doing?" Senior White asked.
Song Shuhang raised his head and smiled. "I just saw something interesting on the notice. It's a mobile app. I'm going to scan it and install it. Maybe it'll be useful in the future."
Venerable White and Su Clan's Shiliu moved closer to take a look.
[White Cloud Flying Sword Training Course App]
Advertisement: Do you want to have cool flying swords? Do you want to ride the wind and fly above the nine heavens? The White Cloud Flying Sword Training Course is the best course for you to learn flying swords!
Venerable White: "…"
Su Clan's Shiliu: "…"
Fairy Lychee said out of curiosity, "Shuhang Little Friend, don't you use a saber? At that time, you should be riding a flying saber, right? Right, I heard from Senior Septuagint that you obtained a pretty good flying saber riding technique called the 'Blade Dragging Technique'. Its flying speed is twice as fast as ordinary flying sabers. Therefore, are you sure you don't want to learn how to ride a flying saber? "
Speaking of the 'Blade Dragging Technique', Song Shuhang immediately thought of the flying saber riding technique where the saber was flying in front while the person was being dragged behind. That posture was simply too horrible to look at.
"Mama Lychee, even if you don't mention the 'Blade Dragging Technique', we can still be good friends." Song Shuhang emphasized the word 'mama'.
In the next moment, Song Shuhang experienced the feeling of 'Immortal Master Copper Trigram's windmill' from last night. His huge body was grabbed by Fairy Lychee with one arm, and she was swinging him around like a windmill.
She swung him around so fast that Song Shuhang felt dizzy.
After swinging him around a hundred times, Fairy Lychee put him down, and said, "Even if you don't mention the word 'mama', we can still be good friends."
Song Shuhang felt his legs go soft, and he felt a little dizzy.
In the rear, the middle-aged scholar also felt his legs go soft …
"Alright, stop messing around. Let's enter the White Cloud City, "Venerable White said with a smile.
According to the Eternal Fire Zhenjun, the White Cloud City was very lively at the moment, and there were all kinds of fun things to do. Venerable White was somewhat impatient.
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… …
Venerable White and Fairy Lychee rode their flying swords once more, bringing Song Shuhang and Su Clan's Shiliu with them as they entered the White Cloud City.
After entering the barrier of the White Cloud City, Song Shuhang felt his ears buzzing, and he received countless sounds in the blink of an eye.
The White Cloud City was very lively!
Soon after, Song Shuhang looked around.
He saw that the sky above the White Cloud City was filled with cultivators riding their flying swords. There were scholars, daoists, and even buddhists.
The ground of the White Cloud City was also packed with people.
"No wonder there's a limit on the number of flying swords," Song Shuhang muttered. Soon after, he looked into the distance, toward the center of the White Cloud City.
There were thirteen tall statues there. These thirteen statues were all wearing scholarly clothes, and they all had different temperaments.
Some were elegant like jade, like a gentleman like bamboo; some were in high spirits, bold and uninhibited …
The materials used for each statue were also different. Some were carved from jade, while others were cast from ordinary bluestones. Some statues were completely red, while others were pure white and spotless.
Song Shuhang's gaze fell on one of the statues. It was transparent inside and out, and it looked like it was made of colored glass.
He slightly furrowed his brows and asked, "Senior White, who are those statues?"
"Are you asking about those thirteen statues? Those are the thirteen Tribulation Transcenders, disciples of the famous Sage in the history of the scholarly faction. According to the rumors, the Sage of the scholarly faction had a profound cultivation base, and he created his own path to immortality. Moreover, his ability to teach disciples was also very amazing. A total of thirteen Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders appeared under him. At that time, the scholarly faction was very prosperous, "Venerable White explained.
"Disciples of the Sage, thirteen Tribulation Transcenders," Song Shuhang muttered. Then, he once again looked at the statue of the Tribulation Transcender made of colored glass.
Although its appearance was completely different, Song Shuhang was able to associate the statue of the lustrous scholar with the one that forcefully borrowed his' Reiki '. There was no mistaking it. The one that borrowed his Reiki was precisely one of the thirteen Tribulation Transcenders under the Sage's tutelage, the lustrous scholar.
In that case … could the words left behind by the lustrous scholar, [Toppling the Mountain of Myriad Books, Still Pond of Wisdom …], be referring to the Mountain of Myriad Books outside the White Cloud Academy?
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…
Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thought, a lustrous crystal in his size-reducing purse started to tremble faintly.
This was the feeling of regret that the lustrous scholar felt when he was unable to safely return Reiki to Song Shuhang. At that time, he used the fragment of his life-bound magical treasure as a medium to transfer the scholarly movement technique, [Celestial Sprint], to Song Shuhang as a form of compensation.
Afterward, the fragment of the magical treasure was left in Song Shuhang's hands.
When Venerable White brought Song Shuhang into the White Cloud City and approached the thirteen statues, the fragment of the magical treasure in Song Shuhang's body started to resonate.
Immediately after, the statues of the thirteen Tribulation Transcenders under the tutelage of the Sage seemed to have come to life. Their bodies started to emit a gentle radiance, and the thunderous voice of the Sage was transmitted from the statues.
Under the influence of the gentle radiance and the thunderous voice of the Sage, the disciples of the scholarly faction stopped moving and quietly listened to the voice of the Sage.
The space between the Sages was like a strengthened version of the enlightenment stone. Wherever the thunderous voice spread, the disciples of the scholarly faction would obtain quite a bit of enlightenment!
The faces of the disciples of the scholarly faction couldn't help but reveal joyful expressions. This was simply a blessing from the heavens!
The thunderous voice of the Sage left as quickly as it came. After around five breaths of time, it disappeared without a trace.
The radiance emanating from the statues of the Tribulation Transcenders also gradually dissipated.
However, the gentle radiance emanating from the leading statue of the thirteen Tribulation Transcenders didn't disappear. Instead, it became more and more solid.
The face of this statue was dignified, but there was also a hint of gentleness in its eyes. He was the head disciple of the Sage of the scholarly faction, and his name was' Daozi '.
The radiance emanating from the statue of 'Daozi' became more and more dazzling. In the end … this radiance condensed into a golden text that floated in the sky above the White Cloud City.
This golden text was written in the language of the ancient era. Each stroke and stroke contained a mysterious power.
Venerable White gazed at the dazzling golden text in the sky, and said, "This is … the [Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage]?"
"The [Self-Cultivating Prose Poetry of the Sage]? Is it a cultivation technique? "Song Shuhang asked.
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