Chen Chang Sheng's talent in cultivation was extremely high, but his wisdom in the secular world was very ordinary. He stared blankly for a long time before reacting, and then very seriously thought for a period of time before saying: "If there is an opportunity, I will naturally persuade His Majesty the White Emperor to return the fundamental method of Mount Li Sword Style."
Several hundred years ago, when the allied armies of humans and demi-humans attacked the demons from the north, several elders of the Mount Li Sword Sect lost the opportunity to transport supplies and were sentenced to death.
The Mount Li Sword Sect had no choice but to send the Fundamental Manual of the Sword Art to the White Emperor City. Only then did the White Emperor issue an imperial edict to force Jin Yulu to relent.
To the Mount Li Sword Sect, if they could take back the secrets of the Mount Li Sword Style without falling out with White Emperor City, this was naturally an extremely good thing.
And now, the person most likely to accomplish this was obviously Chen Chang Sheng.
Hearing Chen Chang Sheng's promise, the Sect Master of Mount Li Sword Sect was very satisfied.
Qiushan Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, a little dissatisfied.
His Martial Granduncle Su Li had once said that the things that Mount Li had lost should naturally be taken back by Mount Li itself.
But since it was the Sect Master's will, he couldn't very well oppose it in front of Chen Chang Sheng.
Having resolved the greatest problem of Zhexiu's illness, Chen Changsheng's mood was much better. He said, "Can you let them meet now?"
The Mount Li Sword Sect Master shook his head and said, "Even if that wolf child learns the Clear Voice of the Righteous Sword, he can only temporarily suppress his illness. He can't be considered cured, so he naturally can't meet."
Chen Chang Sheng felt helpless and said, "Why do you have to do this?"
The Mount Li Sword Sect Master also felt very helpless. "This is Junior Martial Uncle's will. Who dares to disobey?"
Chen Changsheng thought of Su Li's personality and was also speechless.
Qiushan Jun suddenly said, "I think Martial Granduncle made a mistake in this matter."
The Mount Li Sword Sect Master replied, "But he is still your martial granduncle. You must respect and love him."
Qiushan Jun said, "With Martial Granduncle's temperament, it's really hard for people to respect and love him."
Chen Chang Sheng thought of the scenes that happened on the way back from the snowy plains. He glanced at Qiu Shan Jun and knew what he was thinking.
At this moment, they felt like they had returned to Sloping Cliff Horse Farm.
But it was only for a moment. Soon, they felt uncomfortable again and looked away.
"Is there really no other way to bend the rules?"
Chen Changsheng asked the Mount Li Sword Sect Master, "In any case, Senior Su Li isn't here right now."
The Mount Li Sword Sect Master said, "Although Junior Martial Uncle has left, the sword is still in the mountain."
Chen Chang Sheng heard the hidden meaning in this sentence and asked, "Sword?"
The Mount Li Sword Sect Master replied, "Junior Martial Uncle left behind a sword. If someone can defeat this sword, they can disregard his decree."
Chen Chang Sheng thought about it and said, "I want to try."
"I don't want to lie to you. It's very dangerous to break that sword."
The Mount Li Sword Sect Master sternly said, "Junior Martial Uncle is your teacher on the path of the sword, so you can be considered my junior brother. I do not wish for you to take such risks."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "I am still young, I really don't dare to accept."
He was referring to the title of Junior Brother.
The Mount Li Sword Sect Master smiled. "It truly was a slip of the tongue. Even if you dared to agree, I would not dare to actually call you this, or else someone would be unhappy."
If Chen Chang Sheng became the junior of the Sect Leader of Li Shan Sword Sect, then wouldn't he become the martial uncle of Qiu Shan Jun and the other Seven Laws of Divine State?
As for who would be unhappy, it was obvious without even asking.
Chen Chang Sheng glanced at Qiu Shan Jun.
Qiu Shan Jun ignored him and looked at the Mount Li Sword Sect Master. "If Junior Sister were to hear these words, Master, how many strands of your beard would be left?"
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There was a plateau behind the main peak of Mount Li. In front of the plateau was a stone wall covered in green vines, and between the vines were a few wild flowers.
Only by walking closer could one clearly see that between the green vines, there was a path about two feet wide in the stone wall.
One could faintly hear the crisp cries of birds coming from the other end of the stone wall, as well as the fragrance of flowers. If one looked carefully, one could even see green everywhere.
There seemed to be a verdant valley on the other side.
Qiu Shan Jun, Gou Han Shi, and the other disciples of Mount Li led Chen Chang Sheng's party to stand in front of the plateau.
Zhexiu looked at the crack in the stone wall in silence.
"Junior Sister has been quietly cultivating over there for the past few years. If you want to see her, you have to walk through here."
Gou Han Shi said to Chen Chang Sheng and the others, "This stone path was created when Martial Granduncle used the sword in his hand to cut through the cliff before he broke into the Divine. The stone wall is filled with sword intent and murderous intent, making it extremely dangerous. And this is also the sword that you need to break through."
Chen Chang Sheng was well aware that after the Heaven Shrouding Sword was lost in the Garden of Zhou, Su Li had always used an ordinary steel sword forged by a smithy in a small village at the base of Mount Li. When he thought about how this person had used such an ordinary sword to cut out a world in the cliff, he couldn't help but be shocked speechless.
His gaze fell on the stone path in the green vines.
The stone wall was covered in countless sword slashes, all of them extremely deep. Even after several centuries of wind and rain, they still had not been erased.
At this moment, he was still ten-some zhang from the stone wall, but he could already clearly sense the sharp sword intent contained in those sword slashes.
Bai Cai, Tang Thirty-Six, and the others glanced at the stone wall a few more times. They even felt a stabbing pain in their eyes and wanted to cry.
Zhexiu had been staring at the stone wall the entire time, silent and abnormally focused. His eyes gradually reddened, but he still did not blink.
A gust of wind blew in from the cliff, ruffling the fallen leaves on the ground and lifting up Chen Chang Sheng's clothes.
There was a soft tearing sound, and a straight tear appeared on his clothes.
A corner of his clothes drifted in the wind and fell off the cliff.
Chen Chang Sheng lowered his head to look at the floor of the cliff. He saw that the ground within a radius of ten zhang from the entrance to the stone wall was extremely smooth, without even a single leaf.
Presumably, the sharp sword intent in the stone wall had seeped out with the passage of time, chopping all the fallen leaves and gravel into pieces.
Such awe-inspiring and terrifying sword intent was truly rare in the world.
He truly deserved to be called the strongest expert of the sword in the last one thousand years.
Zhexiu moved.
But he was stopped by Chen Chang Sheng.
"I learned the sword from Su Li, so I have a deep understanding of his path of the sword. You should have let me try first. Even if I can't pass, I should still have a chance to retreat. What you need to do is observe. With your ability to observe and analyze battle, your chances of success will be much higher."
Chen Chang Sheng looked into his eyes and seriously said.
His words were correct.
Although they only needed to walk through this path covered in sword slashes, it was still an extremely arduous battle.
This was a battle between them and Su Li from several hundred years ago.
After a moment of silence, Zhexiu stopped and said, "Thank you."
There were many things that did not need to be said.
Given Zhexiu's personality, a single word of thanks was enough to explain many things.
Chen Chang Sheng took out the Stainless Sword, flipped the hilt, and combined it with the Vault Sheath.
This was the strongest form of his sword.
When he faced Zhu Luo in Xunyang City, when he charged alone into the alley of the Northern Military Department in the capital, and when he faced off against two generations of Demon Lords in the snowy mountains, he had done this.
Today, he was going to charge through the stone path, and he was similarly facing a powerful foe.
The Su Li of several hundred years ago, when he cut open this heavenly passage, had not yet entered the Divine Domain, much less become as powerful as he would later become. However, his cultivation in the path of the sword had already reached an extremely formidable level. To the current him and Zhexiu, he was still an existence that was difficult to reach.
Chen Chang Sheng raised his sword and took a step forward.
With this single step, several tears appeared on his clothes.
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