After a long time, Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze and raised his head.
At this moment, he happened to hear the last sentence of Lin Wuzhi in this class.
"To achieve this, you must first find a sword that belongs to you."
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Lin Wuzhi left the Sword Washing Pavilion with a dozen disciples and walked upstream along the Sword Washing Stream. Not long after, they arrived at a mountain peak.
Compared to other peaks, this peak had very few plants and no dense forests. Looking ahead, there were only rugged cliffs and rocks. It looked very desolate.
There were many small holes in the cliffs at the foot of the mountain. The holes were very small and the edges were very smooth, as if they had been pierced by something.
The top half of the mountain was shrouded in thick clouds, making it impossible to see clearly.
This was the fourth peak of Aoyama, Yunxing Peak.
The disciples of Aoyama Sect were more used to calling this peak Sword Peak, because there were countless swords hidden in this peak, waiting to be discovered by their masters.
Yunxing Peak was very special. The clouds and mist never dispersed, and the peak was very humid. Moreover, there were countless sword wills hidden in the cliffs, so it was very hard to live there. Therefore, the masters and disciples of Yunxing Peak would cultivate and live at the foot of the peak, while the peak master would discuss business at Tianguang Peak.
When the experts of Aoyama Sect were about to die, they would often come to this peak and return their flying swords to this peak.
Of course, if the expert wanted to die with his flying swords, no one would force him to do so.
However, since the establishment of Aoyama Sect, no matter how many experts had returned their swords to the peak, it was impossible for them to have more swords than the disciples of the younger generation.
Why were there so many swords in the Sword Peak? Where did the first swords come from? No one could answer this question.
Some people said that this Sword Peak was a Sword Furnace formed by heaven and earth, and some people said that this Sword Peak was a huge tomb formed after the swordsmen of the previous civilization fought against each other and fell together. However, the Green Mountain Sect hadn't found any relevant evidence despite many careful investigations over the years.
The disciples stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the peak shrouded in clouds and listening to Lin Wuzhi's explanation. Their eyes gradually became sore, and some of them even cried.
Naturally, they were not reminiscing about the past, nor were they appreciating the demeanor of their seniors and teachers. Instead, they were blinded by the sword intent.
There were tens of thousands of swords hidden in this mountain, and when the sword wills combined together, even if they were separated by such a long distance, it was still not something that these disciples who had just entered the inner sanctum could withstand.
How do I go up this Sword Peak? Or should I look for swords in the cliffs below?
Some disciples thought to themselves.
Lin Wuzhi knew what the disciples were thinking, but he was not angry. He smiled and said, "What you can think of, the disciples of the previous generation can also think of. I don't mind telling you that the caves on the cliffs at the bottom of the mountain are sword caves. I don't know how many years they have been searching for them. If you can still find a sword, then you have the ability. Luck is also a skill, right?"
The disciples were speechless. They thought that it was already so difficult to stand at the foot of the mountain. Did they really have to go to the top of the Sword Peak, or even the peak?
Lin Wuzhi reminded him, "Don't forget that the higher the peak, the higher the quality of the flying sword."
One of the disciples suddenly thought of something and asked, "I heard that Senior Sister Zhao has been practicing her swordsmanship on Sword Peak?"
Lin Wuzhi nodded and said, "Yes, she should be in the clouds at this time."
The disciples were very shocked, and there was a lot of discussion.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, they could already feel the awe-inspiring feeling from the clouds on the Sword Peak. What kind of horrible feeling would it be if they walked into those clouds?
It should be known that even the masters of Yunxing Peak were not willing to stay on the peak for too long, but Zhao Layue had been on the peak all the time.
"Taking swords from the Sword Peak is also a test of your will and wisdom."
The wisdom in this sentence was obviously meaningful, but Lin Wuzhi did not explain further.
"Zhao Layue's will and perseverance can be regarded as a model for the disciples of the third generation. You should learn from her."
Having said that, he glanced at Jing Jiu imperceptibly.
Jing Jiu understood what he meant. He did not turn around to avoid it, nor did he respond. Looking at the clouds on the peak, he thought, "The Tempered Body of Sword Will?"
The Tempered Body of Sword Will was a very bitter and dangerous method. Generally speaking, except for those sword practitioners who were about to die, no one would use it, because it was too risky.
Zhao Layue was a disciple that the Aoyama Sect focused on cultivating. She had a bright future, and she was only in her teens. She still had a lot of time to cultivate, but she resolutely chose this most difficult path.
This made Jing Jiu appreciate her a little.
As Lin Wuzhi was speaking, several attendants of Yunxing Peak came out from the building at the foot of the mountain. They began to register Jing Jiu and the others, and at the same time, issued the sword cards.
They patiently told these new disciples how to use the sword cards, how to judge if they could not hold on, and what to do when they were in danger.
Those disciples were a little surprised. Hearing this, their expressions became more serious. Some disciples could not help but say, "Are we going to climb the peak and take swords today?"
Today was the first day for many disciples, including Jing Jiu, to enter the inner core, but they had to face such a challenge?
Lin Wuzhi looked at them and said with a smile, "Don't you know that climbing the peak and taking swords is the first lesson of our Great Aoyama?"
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Suddenly, those Yunxing Peak attendants who were registering stopped, and looked in a certain direction.
When they saw the man walking toward the Sword Peak, their expressions suddenly became serious. They hurried to the side of the path, and bowed to him respectfully.
The disciples were a little surprised. They thought that a big shot had come, so they also looked in the direction.
It was an old man in black, with white hair and a haggard face. No one knew how old he was, and there was nothing special about him.
Lin Wuzhi's expression also became serious. He put his hands in front of him, slightly bowed, and said slowly, "Goodbye, Uncle Master Mo."
The old man in black stopped. Seeing him, he cupped his hands in front of him, and then looked at Jing Jiu and the others, asking, "These are the new disciples of the inner core?"
"There will be more coming," Lin Wuzhi answered.
The old man in black looked these young disciples up and down, and then said with a happy smile, "Not bad, not bad. Good, good, good. They are much stronger than us."
With just a few glances, the old man in black used his Sword Discernment to clearly see the Realms of these disciples.
The old man in black talked with the disciples for a while, and asked them where they came from, and where they had taken the outer core training. He looked gentle, and his words were full of encouragement. The disciples didn't know who this old man was, but judging from the attitude of Lin Wuzhi and those Yunxing Peak attendants, they guessed that he must be a big shot. So they didn't dare to be impatient, and answered carefully.
Lin Wuzhi stood aside and listened in Silence, neither interrupting nor urging them.
Jing Jiu felt a little strange. Among the nine peaks of Aoyama, no Sword Master of any peak would wear black.
He couldn't see through the old man's Realm, but he could clearly feel that the old man's spirit was weak, and he shouldn't be as strong as Lin Wuzhi.
Why was Lin Wuzhi so respectful to this man?
He suddenly thought of something.
At that moment, the old man in black happened to look at Jing Jiu, and said after a slight pause, "This kid is really good-looking."
Lin Wuzhi said with a smile, "Everybody knows he is good-looking. But Senior Master, you are always copying books on Shiyue Peak and never pay attention to these things."
The old man in black smiled, and said to Jing Jiu seriously, "Try harder from now on."
Jing Jiu didn't respond to him, but looked at him in Silence.
The old man in black felt a little strange.
The atmosphere was also a little strange.
A few disciples tried their best to signal Jing Jiu with their eyes, but Jing Jiu didn't seem to notice them, and kept looking at the old man in black in Silence.
Lin Wuzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to scold Jing Jiu, when the old man in black waved his hand to stop him. He turned around and walked toward the Sword Peak with a self-mocking smile.
"Gone?"
Lin Wuzhi asked.
"Gone."
The old man in black said.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"How is your sword now?"
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