PS: I accompanied my parents to buy things during the day. However, since there are two chapters, there will definitely be two chapters. Those who can't wait can read it tomorrow. Happy May 1st!
Within the Sword Furnace, twenty years passed in the blink of an eye as Zhang Yan sat there.
Over eighty days in the remnant jade was only a day in the outside world. After twenty years, it was as if he had immersed himself in this path for over a thousand and six hundred years.
Under his repeated deductions, he'd already thoroughly understood the crux of refining the sword embryo, and he'd already memorized every single step by heart.
Yuanying cultivators had a lifespan of a thousand years, but in terms of the time he spent on this technique, he had already far surpassed those Shaoqing disciples of the same generation. If there were no accidents, he was almost certain to refine the Clear Swan Mysterious Sword this time.
After he withdrew his consciousness from the remnant jade, he checked the restrictions around him. Seeing that there were no abnormalities, and that there were no signs of people from Shaoqing coming here, he did not delay any longer and decided to officially start refining the sword sphere.
With a push in his heart, the sword embryo flew out and hovered in front of his nose.
His gaze shifted slightly, and with a turn of his mind, he channeled his magic power and spiritual opportunity into it. Then, he started refining at a moderate pace.
In a flash, another ten years passed.
Within the Sword Furnace, Zhang Yan's sword sacrifice had already reached the most crucial step.
His body was solemn, and his eyes flickered. He looked at the shining sword sphere in front of him, and struck dozens of seals on it according to the refinement technique. The sword sphere trembled slightly, and with a few clanging sounds, it spun rapidly. The place where it was at seemed to have become the eye of a whirlpool, and the surrounding spiritual energy kept pouring in.
In the end, the ball of sword light suddenly stopped moving. Then, a forceful struggle came, as if it wanted to break free and fly away.
Zhang Yan smiled. He first used his magic power to stabilize it, and only after it was tamed and no longer moved did he let it go.
The sword sphere had been forcefully suppressed for several days. Now that the restraints were gone, it instantly let out a joyful cry. In that instant, a whistling sound came from within the Sword Furnace. All the spiritual energy seemed to be sucked in at the same time. Then, there was a sword hum that resounded through the heavens. A clear Qi easily pierced through the restrictions, and rushed into the clouds!
Within the Clear Swan Palace. Ying Chunqiu put down the scroll in his hand. He looked out of the palace. "The Qincang envoys have been in the Sword Furnace for thirty years?"
Although Ran Xiushu was sitting by the table, he was already drowsy. He did not want to take care of these mundane affairs. However, as the eldest disciple of Ying Chunqiu, he had to come here every day to listen to instructions. At this moment, when he heard his master's question, he forced himself to answer, "The elders in the sect need at least ten years to make the sword pill. Zhenren Zhang is not a member of our sect, so I'm afraid it will take even longer. I think it will take at least sixty-seven years, and even a hundred years wouldn't be strange."
Ying Chunqiu nodded. There was some basis to this deduction. Zhang Yan was not a sword cultivator. No matter how talented he was, he was bound to make a few mistakes when it was his first time practicing the sword. Thirty years would only be enough for him to sort out his thoughts.
He said in a deep voice, "It would be best if he could succeed. In recent years, the demonic cultivators have become restless. If he still can't refine the sword pill in the next few decades, I'm afraid he won't have a chance."
Ran Xiushu's heart moved when he heard this. He asked in a low voice, "Master, is the devil's cave about to appear?"
Ying Chunqiu glanced at him and did not hide it. He said, "Sect Leader has been observing and sensing recently. He can determine that the first devil's cave will appear in at most thirty to forty years."
Ran Xiushu's face suddenly lit up. Once the devil's cave appeared, needless to say, the six major demonic sects would definitely send people to protect it. They would not be as elusive as before. Ah, it was a good time to kill them.
After a while of excitement, he calmed down. He thought for a while and said, "In this case, Zhenren Zhang does not have much time left."
As the head of the top ten disciples, Zhang Yan could not stay in the Shaoqing Sect for a long time. Once the devil's cave appeared, he would definitely be summoned back to the Qincang Sect. If he failed to refine the sword at that time, it would be a wasted trip.
Not only that, he would not be able to use the flying sword from then on. It was definitely not good news for the upcoming battle in the Xuanmen Sect.
At first, Ran Xiushu had some confidence in Zhang Yan, but at this moment, he was a little doubtful.
Ying Chunqiu was about to speak when he suddenly sensed something. He stood up and looked in one direction. That was where the Bie Tiantai was located. After looking for a while, he suddenly heard a sword cry in the sky. With a swoosh, a rainbow-like sword light soared like a star hanging high in the sky, emitting a clear brilliance that illuminated the void.
Ran Xiushu looked at this scene and was shocked. She said, "This … Could it be that Zhenren Zhang has already refined the sword pill?"
Ying Chunqiu looked at the sword light that filled the sky. It was clear and clear, and there was no doubt that it was the Qing Hong Mysterious Sword. He was also shocked and couldn't help but sigh with pity. He said, "There's actually such a talent in the Qincang School. Why isn't he a Shaoqing disciple with such talent in the Sword Dao?"
When the sword pill flew out, it caused a commotion. Not only them, but many Shaoqing disciples were also alarmed. As not many people knew that Zhang Yan came to the sect to ask for a sword, they thought that an elder in the sect had refined a superior sword pill.
Ying Chunqiu seemed to have thought of something at this moment. He suddenly frowned and said, "Xiushu, quickly pass on my order. If anyone asks about what happened tonight, say that Elder Xue was refining the sword pill. Don't say that he's a Qincang messenger."
Ran Xiushu thought about it and guessed the reason behind it. She stood up and cupped her hands. "I'll pass on the order right now."
On the Demon Subduing Peak, Zhang Yan waved his hand at the sky. The sword pill immediately retracted its spiritual light and turned into a clear rainbow that fell down. It landed on his palm in an instant, and a strange feeling surged into his heart. It was as if the sword pill was connected to his mind and flesh. Although the sword pill in his hand had such a feeling in the past, it was not as strong as it was now.
When he sensed it carefully, he felt that it seemed to be breathing slowly as if it was alive. He instantly knew that the sword pill had been reborn at this moment.
After a while, a restlessness came from within, as if it was urging him to circulate his sword immediately.
He was about to do as it wished, but when he was about to circulate his mana, he raised his eyebrows. He suddenly felt that something seemed to be missing and was not complete yet. It might be inappropriate to circulate it in a hurry, so he stopped. After thinking about it, he kept the sword pill back into his body. He waved his sleeves, removed the surrounding restrictions, and walked out of the sword furnace.
The Daoist steward was guarding the door. After thirty years, his temples were slightly white, and his face had aged a lot. On the other hand, Zhang Yan's appearance had not changed at all. He looked at him enviously and came up to greet him. "Honorable guest, you've come out of seclusion?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "I've already forged the Profound Sword. That day, I produced seven sword embryos in one cauldron, and now there are three left in the sword pool. Those are gifts for your esteemed sect to thank for your help this time."
To refine a sword, one had to use their mental cultivation method to connect their minds. However, there was no need to do so for a sword embryo. If it wasn't for the fact that Shaoqing Sect didn't have a Qinghong Mysterious Sword sword embryo, he would have taken it and used it directly. At this moment, he left three behind as repayment for the medicine.
The Daoist steward hurriedly said, "I'll definitely tell the sect the truth. I don't dare to take it rashly."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly and rode the strong wind out of Demon Subduing Peak. As soon as he arrived outside, he looked up and saw a Daoist in green standing in the clouds. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Xun."
Ever since Zhang Yan refined the sword, Xun Huaiying would take some time to come here every day. Just Now, when he saw the sword light flying up, how could he not know that Zhang Yan had refined the sword pill? Therefore, he immediately rushed over on the conveyance light. He also bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist has refined the sword for thirty years and finally succeeded. Congratulations."
Zhang Yan said with a smile, "If it wasn't for your help, it wouldn't be so smooth."
After the two of them talked for a while, Zhang Yan was about to return to the pavilion, but Xun Huaiying stopped him and said, "Wait, why don't you stay in my cave house for a few days first?"
Zhang Yan knew that there had to be a reason for this. He thought for a while and cupped his hands, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist."
Xun Huaiying's cave house wasn't far from the sword furnace. The two of them only traveled for a short while before they arrived.
Zhang Yan looked over and saw that the mountain walls of this sword platform were steep as if they had been chiseled by knives and swords. A waterfall with extraordinary aura poured down, so the waterfall was extremely wide. From afar, it looked like a curtain of beads. At the top, there was a stone altar that was about fifty to sixty feet in size. It was shaped like a funnel, and below it was a hanging ladder that hung diagonally down. It looked like a flying kite. The altar was shrouded in a thin mist, and on the cold cliffs and peaks, the snow was like jade. Below it, however, was lush with plants, rocks, and ancient vines, thriving.
A sword light flashed in the middle of the platform, and a youth with handsome features flew out on conveyance light. He came before the two of them and bowed to Xun Huaiying. "Teacher."
Xun Huaiying nodded and said to Zhang Yan, "This is my disciple, Fang Cod." She then said to the disciple, "This is Spiritual Master Zhang of Qincang School, my good friend. You should call him Uncle-Master."
The disciple hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, Uncle-Master Zhang."
Xun Huaiying waved her hand and ordered the disciple to leave. She brought Zhang Yan to the sword platform and sat down in the cave house. She said, "Half a month ago, there was a letter saying that Yuxiao sent an envoy to the sect. I heard that the envoy this time is Zhou Huang, and he will arrive by tomorrow at the latest."
Zhang Yan's gaze flashed, and he understood. No wonder Shaoqing had made such arrangements. Zhou Qingyun had been killed by him in the Sword Competition Assembly. Not to mention the Zhou clan's private conflict with him, just on the surface, they didn't seem to be on good terms. Shaoqing was afraid that something would happen if the two of them stayed in the funeral hall.
He smiled and said, "I wonder where my Senior Apprentice-Brother Miao and the other elders are now?"
Xun Huaiying said in a low voice, "Senior Apprentice-Brother Ran has already made arrangements. He won't meet with Yuxiao's disciples." He then said seriously, "Fellow Daoist has refined the sword for thirty years. I think you urgently need to build your qi and condense your dharmakaya. You can cultivate here without worry. I won't disturb you."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and bowed before walking out of the door.
Zhang Yan smiled and stood up to send him off. What he had achieved was the Yuanzhen dharmakaya. Yin and Yang were in harmony, and the inside and outside were one. The sharp Qi on the outside was hard to wear down. Even if he walked on this Extreme Heaven, he wouldn't suffer any losses. However, there was no need to say this out loud.
After he returned to the couch and sat down, he fell into deep thought. He was thinking about the purpose of Yuxiao's envoy this time. After a few thoughts, he already had some guesses in his heart.
However, this wasn't a big deal after all. The most important thing now was to learn the true inheritance of the sword technique as soon as possible. Fortunately, before the Devil's Cave appeared, he would have one more trick up his sleeve. Therefore, he quickly put this matter aside and sat down cross-legged, breathing and expelling.
Very quickly, the night passed. He came out of the cave house in high spirits. After greeting Xun Huaiying, he rode the strong wind and headed to Qinghong Palace.
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