Nangong Zhe had asked himself countless times what a sword was to him.
Senior Banishment had said that a sword was the second body of the wielder. They both possessed essence, energy, and spirit. These essence, energy, and spirit would gradually be nourished by the wielder's strength. In the end, it would form a will. When the wielder could completely merge this weak will with himself, the sword would no longer be a sword. Only the wielder would be left.
Senior Banishment was a person with profound attainments in the way of the sword. Naturally, he had his own understanding and judgment of the way of the sword. Nangong Zhe also felt that Senior Banishment was right. After all, this was a path of becoming one with the sword.
If he really walked down this path, he could expect to become a legend like Senior Banishment.
However, Nangong Zhe always felt that this path was not suitable for him.
Compared to Senior Banishment, who had no other desires other than the sword, Nangong Zhe felt that there were too many things in his heart. There were too many things in Nan Gongzhe's heart. Nan Gongzhe simply couldn't abandon Nangong Rou, Xiao Ling Er, Zhen Bai, these people who were extremely important to him.
Nangong Zhe could not accept the heartless path of the sword!
When Nangong Zhe was fighting with Danzō, he had a breakthrough. He had seen through himself, but there were still too many things about the sword that he could not see through.
A gentle breeze blew in the courtyard, blowing the hair on Nangong Zhe's forehead. It also made Nangong Zhe's head, which was a little swollen, feel slightly refreshed.
Nangong Zhe removed the Calamity Sword from his knees and stood up from his cross-legged position.
"Oh … a guest is here …"
After Nangong Zhe had broken through to the Shadow Realm, which was the Innate Realm that the Five Elements Altar Master had mentioned, he had become more sensitive to many things. Just like now, the people outside were walking towards the small courtyard where Nan Gongzhe lived. Although it was steady and powerful, it still contained traces of the decline of Qi and blood. Clearly, he was an old expert. In a place like this, only Old Man Qing Mu could meet this standard.
Aoki stood at the door of Nangong Zhe's courtyard and was about to knock on the door.
Nangong Zhe, who was standing in the courtyard, waved his hand. His internal energy gushed out and turned into a gentle but powerful wind. It directly opened the courtyard door.
This …
Elder Qing Mu knew that it was Nangong Zhe's doing. When he entered the courtyard, he discovered that Nangong Zhe was still about thirty feet away from the courtyard gate. This kind of inner strength, as well as the wooden door that was not damaged at all. This made Old Man Qing Mu feel that he had been cultivating for most of his life.
"I thought it was the servant who usually takes care of my daily life who came to inform me that the Altar Masters have returned. I didn't expect it to be you who came to inform me … "
Before Aoki said anything, Nangong Zhe already knew the purpose of Aoki's visit.
The only thing that could make Aoki come to Nangong Zhe personally was that the Altar Masters had all returned.
"Hahaha … This makes me feel a little embarrassed. On the way here, I was thinking about how to organize the words to tell you these things, but I didn't expect you to reprimand me … "
Aoki said to Nangong Zhe with a slight wry smile.
"It seems that … the remaining Altar Masters have already thought of a way to make things difficult for me. Otherwise, a sophisticated person like you wouldn't have to organize your words … "
Nangong Zhe looked at Aoki's bitter face and naturally knew that he must have encountered some obstacles in taking over the position of the Chief of the Blood-Garment Pavilion.
"Why don't you wait until I've introduced the other Altar Masters of our Blood Garment Pavilion to you before I tell you everything?"
Qing Mu clearly didn't want to tell Nangong Zhe about the Five Elemental Altar Lord's plan under such circumstances. He wanted to bring Nangong Zhe to meet with the other Altar Lords first so that they could discuss the matter in a more formal manner.
"Of course. This is related to the selection of the highest leader of the Blood-Garment Pavilion. It's only right that I meet the Altar Masters. Aoki, can you lead the way for me? "
Nangong Zhe knew that this wasn't a good time to talk about this, so he turned around and picked up the Tribulation Sword that he had placed beside him. Then, he bowed slightly and signaled Aoki to lead the way.
"Of course. Please follow me."
Aoki smiled and said to Nangong Zhe.
The two of them walked one after the other, but they didn't go in the direction of the tavern where they first met Aoki. Instead, they went away from the slightly densely populated town and walked towards the outskirts of a mountain.
Slightly shabby, aged bluestone slabs paved a path that led to the top of the mountain.
The path was surrounded by towering ancient trees, giving it a serene feeling.
A pavilion that wasn't very big was built alone on the top of the mountain. The place where a plaque should have been hung was empty. Instead, after the door was opened, there was a robe hanging in the hall. The robe was made of white silk with dark patterns woven by skillful craftsmen. It was obviously expensive. Unfortunately, most of the robe was stained with blood. As time passed, the blood had turned into a dark red color that was almost black.
If one sniffed it carefully, they would be able to smell a faint smell of blood.
The Blood-Garment Pavilion … So there really was such a robe?
Aoki noticed that Nangong Zhe had been looking at the robe hanging in the hall. Naturally, he knew that Nangong Zhe was curious about it. Thus, he explained.
"This robe is where the name of the Blood-Garment Pavilion comes from. This robe was originally white, but it was dyed red by the enemy's blood. Therefore, it has been hanging here and has become the symbol of the Blood-Garment Pavilion. "
Nangong Zhe looked at the robe and felt that the style of the robe was very familiar. He couldn't help but ask.
"This robe is … Senior Banishment's?"
Aoki nodded, obviously agreeing with Nangong Zhe's guess.
"The people in the Blood-Garment Pavilion are all descendants of clans that cultivate internal strength. However, the cultivation method of internal strength had declined in that era, and there were very few people who were particularly powerful. Many, many people targeted clans like us, which seemed to be rich, and wanted to annex us.
However, our senior would rather die than submit. He had been fighting with those forces who wanted to annex us.
However, his strength was still not comparable to those clans who wanted to annex us. He was almost at the end of his rope. At that moment, Senior Banishment made a move and saved the remaining forces. The white robe on his body was dyed red just like that. After driving away the enemy, Senior Banishment even helped us improve our cultivation method and formed the inheritance method of the Five Elements Altar.
In order to express our gratitude for Senior Li Zhe's kindness, we used this blood-red robe as our symbol. We established the Blood-Garment Pavilion to guard Senior Banishment. "
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