Zhou Bao saw Ran Xiushu's reaction, but he did not get angry. He smiled and cupped his hands, apologizing, "I've said too much. Daoist Ran, please don't blame me."
After that, he tactfully stopped asking and changed the topic, talking about everything under the sun.
Ran Xiushu was a little surprised by his words.
He realized that this person was very knowledgeable and knew a thing or two about the matters of the nine continents. Even if it was some ancient secrets, he was still able to speak with certainty. Furthermore, when he spoke, it was as if he was bathing in the spring breeze, causing people to unconsciously be attracted to him. He was far better than the cultivators that he had met before. He couldn't help but think, "No wonder this person was sent out.
After settling Yuxiao and the others in the funeral home, he rushed to Qinghong Palace to report.
Ying Chunqiu saw him enter and said coldly, "I heard that you want to have a sword duel with Yuxiao?"
Ran Xiushu felt awkward. He lowered his head and muttered, "If I don't do this, how can I shut his mouth? Don't worry, I'm just scaring him. The Yuxiao emissary won't dare to behave atrociously in Shaoqing's territory. "
Ying Chunqiu's face darkened. "You're still in the right? Do you know that you're setting a bad precedent? Will Shaoqing not send emissaries to Yuxiao in the future? "
Ran Xiushu pouted. His master had too many misgivings. Since when did Shaoqing Sect have to care about others?
Ying Chunqiu also gave him a warning. The disciples of the Shaoqing lineage all had an unrestrained spirit, especially this disciple who cultivated the Supreme Sword, and was most particular about doing as he pleased. If he had been present at that time, he probably would not have stopped him. Seeing that he did not say anything else, he softened his tone and said, "If they ask about the Black Cang Emissary again, you can just brush them off. Just try to appease the people from the two sects and not let them meet."
Ran Xiushu smiled. "Don't worry, Master. They might not have the guts to ask about it again."
Although the Yuxiao school emissary came, it did not affect Zhang Yan at all.
Ever since he got the jade scroll, he had been deducing the Eroded Writings in the cave abode every day. Unknowingly, more than twenty days had passed.
The entire inscription was not long, only about a thousand words in total. It was easy to decipher at the beginning, but the further one went, the more obscure it became. It often took a day to decipher more than ten words.
There were only a few days left. However, there were still a hundred or so characters that he had yet to deduce. He did not dare to relax, and put all his effort into it.
In reality, a cultivator at his level would only be able to see ten to twenty percent of the runes before the time limit was up and the Daoist book would be taken back by the sect. Only the people in the Heavenly Abode could watch it from the beginning to the end and comprehend it.
Now, he relied on the remnant of the jade to deduce, which was why he was able to see to the end.
After another three days, when he put down the last stroke, the jade slip suddenly closed before he even had time to take another look at it. He turned into a streak of light and flew out of the cave.
At the moment he left, he was shocked to discover that no matter how he tried to recall the runes, he couldn't recall them. It was as if he had never seen them before.
However, he did not forget a single word of the Daoist book and the words left behind by the predecessor.
He couldn't help but think that this must have been caused by Daoist Master Qinghong's profound Daoist technique.
Fortunately, he had already expected this. If he could memorize it, it would be a joke. That one month limit was a joke, so he had never thought about it.
With his current cultivation and understanding of the runes, he had already reached the peak of the Daoist book and could not go any further. Unless his cultivation reached a higher realm in the future, he would be able to read this book again. Only then would he have a deeper understanding of it.
As he was thinking. At this moment, a voice came from outside the cave. "Since I promised Sect Leader Qin to teach you the Daoist technique, I won't bully you. If you are fated to become a Heavenly Abode, I will allow you to read this book again. "
Zhang Yan recognized Yue Xuanxiao's voice. He immediately got off the bed and bowed toward the direction of the Qinghong Palace. He said sincerely, "Thank you, Sect Leader Yue."
The voice laughed and said, "You can thank me when you reach this step."
Zhang Yan waited for a while. When there was no more sound from outside, he returned to the bed and read the Daoist book on the table again. Then, he shook his sleeve and turned it into countless pieces.
During the past month, he had forcefully comprehended the runes and fought with others without stopping. Even though his foundation was deep, it still consumed a lot of his energy. Thus, he was not in a hurry to cultivate. Instead, he returned to the bed to meditate and adjust his breathing.
After a night, he woke up from his meditation. He was already exhausted.
He looked at the rising sun outside the cave and thought to himself, "No one can guide me in the Dao of Sword Transformation. I can only rely on myself to study and explore. I've already stayed in the Shaoqing Sect for thirty years. Now that I have this Daoist book that I deduced, there's no need for me to stay here for long."
Thinking about this, he immediately wanted to leave. But before that, there was one thing that he couldn't forget.
He stood up and walked out of the cave. Then, he flew toward the place where Xun Huaiying was cultivating. After a while, he arrived at the door and said, "Is Fellow Xun here?"
A mysterious light flashed, and the disciple with the surname Liu flew out. He said respectfully, "Master Just Now Finished His Homework. Martial Uncle Zhang, please come in."
Zhang Yan went inside. When he reached the inner room, he saw Xun Huaiying waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Fellow Xun."
Xun Huaiying returned the greeting and said with a smile, "After you came back, you went into seclusion for a month. I guess you must have obtained the Green Jade Scroll of the Sword Transformation Sect?"
Zhang Yan smiled. There was nothing to hide. As long as he used his sword moves in the future, he would naturally be recognized. He said, "Fellow Xun is right. After receiving Sect Master Yue's gift, I was allowed to study the Way of Sword Transformation. It's just that your sect's techniques are profound. Although I tried my best to comprehend it, I didn't know how much I could learn."
Xun Huaiying said seriously, "Fellow Daoist, there is no need to be so modest. This Xun knows that Fellow Daoist entered the Vast Azure Lower Academy with the Eroding Runes and is an outstanding talent amongst your peers. However, this Xun cultivates the Killing Sword, so it is difficult for me to help Fellow Daoist. However, there are a few fellow disciples who are experts in this field. If Fellow Daoist is interested in learning from them, this Xun can recommend them."
Zhang Yan was slightly moved. Sparring with others could indeed improve one's swordsmanship quickly, especially when the other party was a Shaoqing disciple. It was a rare opportunity. However, there was a prerequisite. He had to familiarize himself with the swordsmanship, and it would take him at least a dozen years.
However, the demonic cave would probably appear in a few decades. As the first seat of the top ten disciples of Qincang, he had left the sect for thirty years. Since he had already obtained what he wanted, it would not be appropriate for him to stay any longer. Thus, he said, "Ever since I entered your sect, I've caused many disturbances, so I didn't dare to ask for more. I'm here today because I feel that I've been away from the sect for a long time, so I'm here to bid farewell. However, I have an item that has been in my hands for over a hundred years. I'm afraid it's originally in Shaoqing's possession, but I have to hand it over to you."
Xun Huaiying could not help but ask curiously, "What is it?"
Zhang Yan reached into his sleeve and took out a dull sword ball. He said, "Do you recognize this sword ball, Fellow Daoist Xun?"
Xun Huaiying's gaze immediately froze. She took a few steps forward and took it. After looking at it for a while, she said excitedly, "Where did you get this sword ball?"
Zhang Yan said, "I obtained this from Feng Haiyang's sleeve after I defeated him in the Stellar Stone Sword Battle."
"Nether Spring Sect?"
Xun Huaiying sneered, and killing intent appeared in her eyes. However, she seemed to have thought of something and sighed. She cupped her hands and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't be in a hurry to leave. Please stay here for a while. This is a serious matter, let me report it to Uncle-Master Ying first."
Zhang Yan nodded and agreed. He said, "Where is Senior Martial Brother Miao now? Can you send a disciple to bring me to him? "
Xun Huaiying said, "That's easy. Just look for my disciple."
He informed the disciple with the surname Fang and ordered him to take care of Zhang Yan. Then, he hurriedly left. A sword-light came from the Pure Swan Palace. Not long after, he arrived at the palace steps. After stating his purpose of coming, he was immediately called in.
Ying Chunqiu was sitting behind the table, and Ran Xiushu was standing beside him. When she saw him entering, she immediately stood up and said, "Martial nephew, quickly show me the sword ball."
Xun Huaiying took out the sword ball. Ying Chunqiu took a few glances at it and sighed, "It really belongs to Martial Nephew Ban. Where did you get it?"
Xun Huaiying immediately told him the reason.
Ran Xiushu was furious. She slammed the table and said, "Since it's in Feng Haiyang's hands, it means he was harmed by him. We must avenge him!"
Ying Chunqiu's eyes also contained a hint of coldness. He pondered for a while and said slowly, "My Shaoqing's direct disciple was harmed. We can't just let it go like this. However, even if we want to make a move, we don't have to be in a hurry." Then, his tone became stern and he said with concern, "The two of you must not tell anyone about this. Do you understand?"
The devil's cave would appear in another thirty to forty years. He had already made arrangements and was just waiting for that time to come. If this matter were to spread out now, the sect would definitely be in an uproar. Everyone would be clamoring for revenge. That would definitely disrupt his arrangements, and that wouldn't be a good thing.
Ran Xiushu hesitated for a while and said, "Master, can't we even tell eldest senior brother about it?"
Ying Chunqiu said in a deep voice, "Martial nephew Qingchen is at a crucial moment in comprehending the divine art. There's no need to alarm him."
Xun Huaiying said, "Although Daoist Zhang has this sword ball, he didn't say anything about it. Now that he's about to leave, he took it out. It's obvious that he doesn't want me to think that he's trying to repay a favor."
Ying Chunqiu nodded slowly and said, "Even though Feng Hai Yang is dead, the Wu Cang Emissary has returned the sword pellet. I have to return the favor." He stroked his beard and said, "But I don't know what I should give as thanks."
With Zhang Yan's current status in the Qincang School, he didn't lack any cultivation methods, divine arts, or cultivation materials. Now that he had even learned his weakest sword technique, he really didn't know what to give.
Ran Xiushu thought hard. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as if he thought of something. He said, "Master, why don't we give the sword pool left by Zhenren Kuang to Zhenren Zhang?"
Ying Chunqiu nodded and his eyes moved. He then lightly patted the table and said, "That's a good idea."
This sword pool was refined by a Heavenly Abode of Shaoqing thousands of years ago. If a sword cultivator fought with a demonic cultivator and their sword ball was contaminated, they could use the water in the pool to wash away the impurities.
Unexpectedly, most of the disciples in the Shaoqing Sect regarded the contamination of the sword ball as a rare test. They would rather cultivate it themselves than use the water, so it was useless to put it there. Since that was the case, it was better to give it to Zhang Yan as a favor at little cost.
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