The Taixuan Region was shaken. They didn't understand what was happening, but when they looked up, they could see a word.
Something very important must have happened on Taixuan Mountain. Countless cultivators had set out.
In Taixuan City, cultivators from all sides hurried toward the foot of Taixuan Mountain. They rode the wind on their swords, and their hearts were in turmoil. A few Renhuang figures were even more shocked. They faintly felt that Lord Taixuan might be entering a new realm.
Once he crossed over, the entire Higher Heavens Realm would be shaken.
Of course, the most shocked were still the cultivators on Taixuan Mountain. Lord Taixuan had said that he was going to seclude himself to comprehend the Way, and the four great disciples of the Taixuan Hierophant had all said that they would stand guard for him. What did this mean?
All the disciples' hearts were thumping, and Ye Futian's heart was also stirred. Lord Taixuan was already at the top of the Renhuang Plane, and he had also comprehended something. If he broke through to the next level, would he reach the level that Gu Tianxing had reached in the past?
He didn't know much about the Higher Heavens Realm, but in the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty, no one had reached that level after Gu Tianxing. It was said that the old Dynastic Overlord of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty, who had fallen in the hands of Gu Tianxing, might have been close to or had entered that level, but he died in a battle with Gu Tianxing, and at the same time, Gu Tianxing was seriously injured.
Since the fall of those two top figures, the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty had no more figures of that level. The current Dynastic Overlord of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty and the Brahma's Pure Sky Lord had not reached that level.
One could imagine what kind of scenery it would be if a Dao Master stepped over it.
He stared at the word floating in the air. His eyes were about to sink into it. This word alone was enough for them to comprehend. This was the true imparting of the Dao.
"You guys comprehend and cultivate yourselves." The City Lord of Taixuan turned his head to look at the crowd. Then, the four disciples of Lord Taixuan stepped forward and went to stand guard for Lord Taixuan.
Everyone stayed there and stared at the ancient words. It took a long time for them to calm down.
"Is the Dao Sovereign about to break through?" someone asked in a low voice.
"It is very likely that the Dao Master will step into another level," someone replied. "The realm of Dao Master is already at the peak."
Everyone nodded. They could only look up to the Dao Master Realm.
"Shen Jing, did you really see the way of the sword before?" Someone asked Ye Futian. It was Wan Shouyi, a disciple of the Sword Abyss. He had not seen anything before. This character encompassed all things and the laws of the world, so he could answer anything.
Now, it seemed that Ye Futian was right when he said that he had seen swordsmanship. As long as there was a sword in his heart, he would be able to see swordsmanship from it. Before, many people had scoffed at Ye Futian's answer. Now, it seemed that it had given them a different feeling.
Could it be that this musician, who had been sent to Taixuan Mountain by Miss Four, had extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, and from the word "Way", he had glimpsed a trace of the true meaning of swordsmanship?
"I've been observing the swords at the Sword Abyss these past few days, and I've seen the brothers of the Sword Abyss practice a lot of swordsmanship. Perhaps it's left an imprint in my mind, so when I look at the word, I seem to see the will of swordsmanship," Ye Futian replied. Wan Shouyi nodded slightly. Ye Futian's answer was normal.
He knew that Ye Futian had indeed been in the Sword Abyss for the past few days. He went there every day to observe the swordsmanship. Perhaps he had seen too much, and swords had appeared in his mind.
The others also understood. If that was the case, then they could understand.
"Even so, why didn't the cultivators of the Sword Abyss see the swords?" At this time, a voice came out, causing many people to be stunned. Their eyes turned in another direction.
"Jun Mu."
Seeing this person, many people revealed a look of surprise. It was Jun Mu, the disciple of the Taixuan Hierophant.
When Ye Futian had first come to Taixuan Mountain, he had seen this person once. This Jun Mu had left an impression on him.
"I am Jun Mu. Do you remember me, Brother Shen?" Jun Mu got up and smiled at Ye Futian.
"Brother Jun Mu is extraordinary. Of course I remember," Ye Futian nodded.
"Speaking of which, when Brother Shen entered Taixuan Mountain, I met him. It was fate," Jun Mu said with a smile. "Fourth Uncle sent Brother Shen to Taixuan Mountain, and Senior Lan sent Brother Shen to the String Pavilion. Now that Third Brother has returned, Brother Shen is still cultivating in the String Pavilion. You must have been favored by Third Brother. Now that Brother Shen has seen swordsmanship, why be so humble? I think that Brother Shen must have something extraordinary about him, but he has always been humble and reserved."
Jun Mu's words made many people look at Ye Futian again. Could it be that he was really low-key and humble?
If that was the case, this person was very scheming.
"Brother Jun Mu, you speak too seriously. The disciples of Taixuan Mountain are all outstanding people. I cultivate on Taixuan Mountain, and I should be humble and reserved. Moreover, I have no right to be arrogant. Fourth Miss sent me up the mountain, and I owe her a debt of gratitude. I should concentrate on my cultivation," Ye Futian replied calmly, neither servile nor overbearing.
"Brother Shen, you have been cultivating on Taixuan Mountain for a while now. Have you made any progress?" Jun Mu asked.
"I have learned a lot." Ye Futian nodded.
"That day, I said that if I had the chance, I would like to appreciate Brother Shen's music. Today, I wonder if I can use this opportunity to listen to Brother Shen play." Jun Mu was still smiling, but everyone felt a different atmosphere. Some of the older generation understood why, but the younger generation was not very clear why Jun Mu was doing this.
It seemed that he wanted Shen Jing to play.
But what did he want to see?
Did he want to see Shen Jing's strength or his weakness?
"Today, the disciples of Taixuan Mountain are here to listen to Lord Taixuan's teachings. I am fortunate enough to be here to listen, and I am already very satisfied. How could I dare to play in front of the cultivators of Taixuan Mountain? Wouldn't that be a joke?" Ye Futian bowed slightly and said, "Farewell."
"Brother Shen, are you not going to give me face?" Jun Mu said indifferently. There was an invisible pressure from his body that fell on Ye Futian. "Please, Brother Shen, satisfy my curiosity."
Ye Futian felt the pressure fall on him and said, "Lord Taixuan is in seclusion, and the four elders are protecting him. I have come to Taixuan Mountain to cultivate on Taixuan Mountain because of Fourth Miss's kindness, but I am only the guardian musician of String Pavilion. I dare not fight with the disciples of the Taixuan Hierophant. If Brother Jun insists on fighting, I am ashamed and will accept it."
Everyone looked surprised. This Shen Jing was very straightforward and would not fight back. But given Jun Mu's status, even if Shen Jing fought back, it would be meaningless.
"Jun Mu, why are you making things difficult for Shen Jing?" Wan Shouyi said at this time.
"If you want to learn from each other, there are many disciples on Taixuan Mountain. Why are you looking for Shen Jing?" Princess Luoyue also said, a little displeased. She vaguely knew why Jun Mu was oppressing Ye Futian, but the elders did not care anymore. What was the point of a disciple doing this?
Jun Mu heard what everyone said and smiled slightly. He bowed to Ye Futian and said, "I have been rude."
As he said this, the aura on his body dissipated. He turned and sat down, looking at the character.
"Shen Jing, you go," Wan Shouyi said to Ye Futian. Princess Luoyue also looked at him.
"Farewell." Ye Futian nodded, then cupped his hands and left.
Although Jun Mu had forced him to fight, at this moment, his heart was as still as water, and there was not much of a ripple.
He still remembered his identity. On Taixuan Mountain, he was a musician. Why would he fight with the disciples of the Taixuan Hierophant?
What would happen if he won?
Returning to String Pavilion, Ye Futian looked at the character hanging at the top of Taixuan Mountain. But at this moment, a figure appeared beside him. It was Little Phoenix. She looked at Ye Futian and said, "Why did you back down?"
Although she often quarreled with Ye Futian, after so many days, Little Phoenix and Ye Futian had become very familiar with each other. She also knew that Ye Futian's talent was extraordinary. He had cultivated the six famous songs and the Fleeting Divine Sword. How many people on Taixuan Mountain could do this?
Ye Futian smiled and said, "Are you worried about me?"
Little Phoenix looked at him with disdain and said, "I have never seen such a coward like you."
Ye Futian smiled and shook his head. He said, "Little Phoenix, although your personality is not good, your heart is not bad. Your parents are a little fierce, but they have never done anything to me. Also, String Emperor and Miss Four have treated me well. There is no need to fight over such a small matter. You are just letting your emotions affect your decisions."
Today was the first time he had seen Lord Taixuan, and he had not had much contact with String Emperor. They had not spoken much, and the same was true of Miss Four. But Ye Futian was impressed by their bearing.
Compared to them, this matter was really not worth mentioning.
"All right, I am going to cultivate." Ye Futian sat cross-legged and looked at the character. He used the Freedom Meditation method, and his eyes became incomparably deep. They pierced through the void and looked at the character.
At this moment, Ye Futian faintly felt that his soul was about to leave his body and enter the ethereal realm of the Great Path.
"All things in the world are born from existence, and existence is born from non-existence." A voice appeared in Ye Futian's mind. Whether you can perceive it or not, the Great Path is there, and it is everywhere.
Following this character, Ye Futian seemed to perceive the order of all things in the world. His will continued to extend into the distance, and he saw all of Taixuan Mountain. Even as he went down Taixuan Mountain, he saw countless figures coming toward Taixuan Mountain, and the tremors in Taixuan Mountain.
…
On the day of the 10031st year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, there were countless figures at the foot of Taixuan Mountain. Countless cultivators had gathered, and there was a great commotion in Taixuan City. There were many great figures in Taixuan City, and even the top figures of the Higher Heavens Realm.
On the first day of the year, greeting cards were sent to Taixuan Mountain. People from all forces wanted to go to Taixuan Mountain to visit Lord Taixuan.
Outside Taixuan Palace, the four great disciples of Lord Taixuan were there. They had greeting cards in their hands, and they looked through them one after another.
Each of the greeting cards was signed by someone who could cause a stir in the Higher Heavens Realm.
"What does Eldest Brother think?" The City Lord of Taixuan asked the Taixuan Hierophant. Now, all the top figures had sent their greeting cards. It would be rude to ignore them.
"Friends have come from afar. How can we be rude?" the Taixuan Hierophant said. "Naturally, we should invite them up the mountain and host a banquet."
"Wouldn't that disturb Master's cultivation?" the House Master of Taixuan asked.
"I agree with Eldest Brother. Since these people are here, we might as well invite them up the mountain," the String Emperor said. The House Master of Taixuan glanced at him and said nothing.
"In that case, I will arrange it," said the City Lord of Taixuan, and then he left.
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