As if he had fallen into an endless abyss, his body continued to sink and everything around him became illusory. Only the warm and soft body in his arms gave Lu Ye a sense of reality, allowing him to maintain a trace of clarity.
After an unknown amount of time, his body and mind suddenly calmed down.
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly heard an old voice in his ear.
"Weapons, the weapons of cultivators. There are strong and weak cultivators, good and bad weapons …"
Lu Ye was a little dizzy, and when he looked up, he saw a white-haired old man sitting in front of him, lecturing him earnestly.
Lu Ye didn't understand the situation for a while. When he turned his head, he saw a pair of beautiful eyes looking at him with concern.
It was Nian Yue Xian. Their eyes met, and after confirming that they were all safe and sound, he finally felt relieved.
Ying Wu Ji was also here, sitting on the other side of him. He was quietly looking around, seeming very suspicious.
At this moment, the three of them were in front of a thatched hut.
The old man was sitting upright, and the three of them were kneeling side by side in front of the old man, looking very respectful.
The sound of something breaking through the air could be heard. The three of them looked up and saw a large number of flowing lights flying in the direction of the sound.
"It's those flying swords!" Ying Wu Ji's eyes were sharp and he immediately saw the flowing lights.
As soon as he finished speaking, many streams of light swept towards a nearby steep mountain. In the next moment, a series of clanging sounds could be heard as many flying swords were inserted into the steep mountain wall, leaving only the sword hilts outside.
The old man's voice stopped and he looked at the cliff full of flying swords with a complicated expression. He slowly said, "Sword Mountain is the foundation of my Sword Tool Sect. Today, the three of you will become my disciples. When you refine a flying sword that can be ranked in Sword Mountain, you will be considered a master."
There was a lot of information hidden in these words. At the very least, it allowed Lu Ye to understand something.
This was the Sword Tool Sect, and the mountain full of flying swords was Sword Mountain. The three of them were now taking this old man as their master.
From the old man's words, the Sword Tool Sect was probably a place to cultivate Tool Refiners. If they wanted to be a master, they must refine a flying sword that could be ranked in Sword Mountain!
A secret realm!
Lu Ye suddenly realized that the vortex on the stone platform was connected to a secret realm.
It wasn't just the Spirit Stream Battlefield and the Cloud River Battlefield that had secret realms. The real secret realms that contained great opportunities were all in the Nine States. There were some secret realms that even Divine Sea Realm cultivators could benefit greatly from.
This arcane pocket realm was clearly different from what Lu Ye had experienced in the Spirit Stream Battlefield and the Cloud River Battlefield.
At the very least, Missing Moon Immortal had also entered!
In other words, this was a secret realm that could benefit even those in the Spiritual Sea Stage. A secret realm like this could only be found by chance. He and Ying Wu Ji were both in the True Lake Stage. If they could find some opportunities here, they would benefit for the rest of their lives.
Ying Wu Ji also reacted, and his mood was immediately lifted.
This time, he had no choice but to follow Lu Ye and the Thought Moon Immortal to Liyuan's One-Line Sky. He originally thought that he was just a guide, but who would have thought that such a good thing would happen.
Apart from being happy, he was also on guard.
He wasn't a fool. He naturally understood that opportunities meant risks. A secret realm that could allow those in the Divine Sea Stage to enter, who knew what kind of risks there would be?
Lu Ye and Ying Wu Ji both had different thoughts. The Thought Moon Immortal slowly stood up and said with a frown, "You want me to become your disciple?"
To become someone's disciple was to become their disciple.
She was a Divine Sea Stage cultivator. In the entire Nine States, she was already one of the top cultivators. Who in this world could be her master?
What's more, she was a rogue cultivator. Since the day she started cultivating, she didn't have a master or a fellow disciple. With her current level of cultivation, she wouldn't find herself a master.
Even if it was a secret realm!
"You're not willing?" The old man looked at the Thought Moon Immortal indifferently, completely ignoring her cold expression.
"Whether you're willing or not, that depends on whether you have the ability." After saying this, the Thought Moon Immortal shook her hand and stabbed the old man with her sword.
What she held in her hand was the two-foot short sword that she had taken from the stone platform.
This kind of short sword was actually more suitable for her as a ghost cultivator's weapon, not as a sword cultivator's weapon. With her ghost cultivation attainments, coupled with such a sharp sword, if she really succeeded in her sneak attack, no Divine Sea Stage cultivator in Nine Regions could withstand it.
But even so, the power of this sword was peerless.
Lu Ye and Ying Wu Ji both hurriedly dodged, for fear of splashing their blood.
The two of them had no doubt about the strength of the Thought Moon Immortal. Moreover, in any case, they suddenly came to such a secret realm and suddenly had to worship such an old man as their master. Both of them were somewhat reluctant.
If the Thought Moon Immortal could resolve this matter, it wouldn't be a bad thing.
However, in the next moment, the pupils of Lu Ye and Ying Wu Ji shrank, and the eyes of the Thought Moon Immortal were also filled with shock.
Because the old man sitting upright didn't move. He just raised his hand, stretched out two fingers, and lightly caught the short sword in the hand of the Thought Moon Immortal. The old man slightly narrowed his eyes, which flashed with a cold light, and faintly said, "The willow catkin was cast by this old man. This old man knows its power much better than you do."
The Thought Moon Immortal exerted her strength, but she still couldn't pull the short sword away from the old man's two fingers. Her heart was in turmoil, and only then did she realize that she had underestimated the old man's ability.
But … was there really such a strong person in this world?
"Your temperament is not steady enough. Just because you have some cultivation base, you are arrogant. You are not suitable to be my disciple. Go!"
With that, he suddenly spat out a sword light from his mouth, which went straight to the Thought Moon Immortal.
The Thought Moon Immortal's beautiful face turned pale in an instant.
Because the strength of this sword light was something she had never seen before in her life. The old man's seemingly casual attack was already stronger than her full strength attack.
The moment the sword light came out of the old man's mouth, he also released the fingers that were holding the willow catkin short sword. The Thought Moon Immortal took advantage of the situation to retreat, holding the sword in front of her.
Accompanied by a clang, the Thought Moon Immortal gave a muffled groan, and her entire body flew out like a willow catkin. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared without a trace. No one knew where she had been sent to.
The old man's voice sounded again, "Since the willow catkin has fallen into your hands, it means that it is fated to be with you. I hope you will not bury it!"
But he had no intention of leaving the willow catkin short sword behind.
Lu Ye and Ying Wu Ji stood not far away, dumbfounded as they stared at this unbelievable scene, not daring to move.
It was only when the old man turned his head to look at them that the two hurriedly walked back, side by side, and obediently sat in front of the old man.
Ying Wu Ji even shouted, "Disciple Ying Wu Ji greets Master!"
What Thought Moon Immortal? What Ten Thousand Feet Iron? After seeing this old man's terrifying methods, Ying Wu Ji finally understood what it meant to say that there was always someone stronger.
Taking such a master as his Master was not shameful at all!
He, Ying Wu Ji, had always been a flexible person. First, he had taken Lu Yiye as his Eldest Senior Brother, and today, he had taken on a Master.
The old man smiled faintly, "It's still too early to talk about taking on a Master. Today, I am only taking the two of you into my Sword Instrument Sect. My Sword Instrument Sect has always been strict in accepting disciples, so whether or not you two can stay will depend on your own abilities."
Ying Wu Ji sat upright, feeling a little disappointed. He had thought he had managed to latch onto a big thigh, but who knew this old man wasn't taking him in as a Disciple at all.
"My Sword Instrument Sect's disciples are not only the most outstanding Artifact Refining Grandmasters, but also the most outstanding Sword Cultivators. All Flying Swords used are refined by the sect's own hands. The two of you must remember this."
"Yes!" Lu Ye and Ying Wu Ji responded together, as obedient as kittens.
"This old man is Kongkong, the 163rd generation Sect Master of Sword Instrument Sect. Today, the two of you will be taking me as your Master, so you must remember the Sect's rules and commandments …"
What followed was a series of complicated Sect rules, but whether it was Lu Ye or Ying Wu Ji, both of them were cultivators, so it was not difficult for them to remember these things.
Just as he was speaking, Kongkong suddenly frowned and looked at Lu Ye's waist, revealing a displeased expression, "You use a saber?"
Lu Ye's expression turned serious as he quickly realized where the problem was. It seemed that not only in the Nine Prefectures, those who used sabers looked down on those who used swords, and those who used swords looked down on those who used sabers, the Sword Instrument Sect was the same!
Silently putting away the Mountain Pan Saber, Lu Ye took out a long sword and hung it on his waist, calmly saying, "That is just Disciple's spoils of war. Disciple is actually a Sword Cultivator."
"Pfft …" Ying Wu Ji almost laughed out loud.
But after noticing Lu Ye's sharp gaze, he quickly sat up straight.
Kongkong's expression relaxed a little, "Remember, those who use sabers are all boorish men, the sword is the king of weapons."
"Yes." Lu Ye respectfully responded. Boorish men are not boorish men, you have the biggest fist, you have the final say.
"The two of you are new here today, so go ahead. Tomorrow, this old man will teach you the method of refining weapons. When the two of you are able to refine flying swords, I will teach you the way of the sword!"
Lu Ye and Ying Wu Ji respectfully withdrew.
When they looked back, the Sword Instrument Sect's Sect Master, who claimed to be Kongkong, had disappeared. No one knew where he went, and only a thatched hut stood in the same place.
The two looked at each other, and their hearts trembled.
"You explore the surrounding environment." Lu Ye ordered Ying Wu Ji and chased in the direction where Thought Moon Immortal had been sent flying.
The thatched hut was located in a valley, and one side of it was the Sword Mountain, which was full of flying swords just now. It was a spectacular sight.
Ying Wu Ji also had the same intention. As a newcomer, it was naturally important to explore the environment first. It was even more important to figure out what kind of world this was and what kind of test was waiting for them.
The two separated, and Lu Ye went to look for Thought Moon Immortal.
She soon found her, because Thought Moon Immortal had not gone far and was standing at the entrance of the valley.
She had changed into clean clothes, but she had consumed a lot of energy before, and there were many injuries on her body, and her face was still a little pale.
Seeing that she was safe and sound, Lu Ye was a little relieved and stepped forward, "My Lady."
"Hmm." Thought Moon Immortal nodded, "Did that old mister make things difficult for you?"
Before, she didn't put Kongkong in her eyes, but after the confrontation, Thought Moon Immortal already understood that Kongkong's cultivation was definitely much higher than hers.
In other words, Kongkong was most likely above the Divine Sea Realm!
This made Thought Moon Immortal very interested, and she had the idea of exploring, because the Divine Sea Realm cultivators in Nine Regions had been exploring the road of cultivation for many years.
They could feel that the Divine Sea Realm was not the end of a cultivator's journey, but they had no clue how to take that step.
Seeing Kongkong today, Thought Moon Immortal naturally wanted to find out. Unfortunately, she had offended him as soon as she came, and now it was not good to ask anything.
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