In truth, it wasn't that the Sword Sect was being domineering. It was just that if they couldn't even trust their own people, how could they be considered a top sect?
The disciples of the Sword Sect were proud of the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect was also proud of their own disciples.
And trust was the most basic emotional connection between the two.
.....
Lush green branches grew, and the leaves drooped down.
With the sword talisman leading the way, Lu Qingshan returned to Sword Cometh Peak.
The sword bamboos on the cliff were even more verdant than before.
After returning, the first thing he wanted to do was pay his respects to his master, Xia Daoyun.
Unfortunately, it was all in vain. His master was still not on the peak.
Fairy Luo and Fairy Luo were truly flying through the snow and mud, never to be seen again.
Lu Qingshan felt a little regretful.
News of Xia Daoyun slaying Monster King Yuan had already spread throughout the world.
Moreover, the source of this matter was the trouble he and his senior brother Ji Chuan had caused.
Therefore, regardless of whether it was out of sentiment or reason, he should properly thank his Master in person.
"Lu Qingshan, you're finally back!" While Lu Qingshan was still feeling regretful, a shadow flashed past. It leapt out from the bamboo building beside the lake and slammed into his chest.
Lu Qingshan dodged to the side.
It also missed.
The Western Rat King, who missed, looked at Lu Qingshan with excitement and resentment.
You bastard, I was so enthusiastic.
"Next time, don't leave me behind again," said the Western Rat King in a gloomy voice.
"Late stage third grade. You've progressed a little too quickly. It seems you haven't been slacking off in your cultivation." Lu Qingshan didn't comment. He looked at the Western Rat King, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and sincerely praised him.
At the same time, he was also a little surprised. He looked suspiciously at the Western Rat King. "You've progressed from early stage third grade to late stage third grade in half a year. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so fast. Don't tell me you've picked up a great deal again?"
"Rise and fall, success or failure, a rat must be real!" When the Western Rat King saw that Lu Qingshan had noticed the progress of his cultivation, he was secretly delighted. But when he heard that Lu Qingshan was doubting him, he immediately put his hands on his waist, straightened his back, and said sternly, "Take advantage of others? That was impossible! My cultivation today is all because of my own hard work! "
Lu Qingshan looked at the Western Rat King's arrogance. He thought for a moment and said seriously, "I'm at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm."
The proud Western Rat King was still immersed in his own emotions and did not react for a moment. "What did you say?"
"I'm at the late Nascent Soul stage." Lu Qingshan repeated.
The Western Rat King exclaimed, "How did you advance so quickly?!
How is this possible? I only managed to cultivate to the late stage of the Third Rank in half a year after eating a medicinal pill that your master gave me. "
The Western Rat King did not realize that he had sold himself out. He continued to chatter, "How did you advance from the late stage of the Golden Elixir to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm in half a year?
Eh, did your master give you an entire bottle of medicinal pills? "
"It's fine to eat one or two medicinal pills occasionally. It's not good to eat too much." The Western Rat King advised earnestly.
Lu Qingshan stared at the Western Rat King who was deeply immersed in his role and nodded to himself.
No wonder this little rat demon could advance so quickly. It turned out that his master had left out some benefits for him.
This guy was still dishonest. He could even say that he advanced based on his own hard work. Did he have any shame?
"Medicinal pills? There's no such thing! For me to have my current cultivation, I relied on my own hard work! "Lu Qingshan said righteously.
The little rat demon trembled all over. On such a hot day, he felt cold sweat all over his body, and his hands and feet were cold.
.....
Vast Peak was like a sword piercing through the clouds. Green mist filled the sky.
Unlike Sword Cometh Peak, Haoran Peak had a large number of disciples.
Standing at the foot of the ten thousand foot tall Haoran Peak, Lu Qingshan first took off his sword token to prove his identity.
A vast Nascent Soul sword cultivator quickly descended the mountain and led Lu Qingshan upwards.
Haoran Peak's layout was not like Sword Cometh Peak's, where the stone path contained the principle of shrinking space. Hence, one only needed to ride a sword up the mountain.
The flying sword left a white trail as it pierced through the clouds, making it look extremely gorgeous.
Under the guidance of the vast Nascent Soul sword cultivator, Lu Qingshan finally landed in front of a simple stone palace.
Sword scars of varying depths could be seen on the stone walls of the palace. They looked quite charming, and gave off a strong feeling of history.
Of course, the charm did not come from the stone.
No matter how beautiful or strange the stone was, it would at most have a monkey jumping out from it, and not a flower.
What was strange was the sword scars on it.
The disciple leading the way said, "Master is waiting for you inside."
"Thank you." Lu Qingshan thanked him.
The Nascent Soul disciple responded with a smile, before turning into a streak of white light and leaving.
Lu Qingshan stepped in front of the door. For some reason, the door opened on its own.
He walked straight into the hall, and saw the Taibai Sword master.
Dressed in green, the Taibai Sword master looked at him with a gentle gaze.
He was the only stage seven sword cultivator among the seven peak masters of the Sword Sect, the Taibai Sword master.
Lu Qingshan cupped his hands together and bowed.
The Taibai Sword master's first question upon seeing Lu Qingshan was, his gentle gaze seemingly seeing through everything, "Ji Chuan left the sect with you, and you're the only one who has returned. He has yet to return, and you've come looking for me today. Does that mean something has happened to Ji Chuan?"
Lu Qingshan said in a low voice, "See you, martial uncle."
"What's the specific situation?" The Taibai Sword master's calm voice carried a trace of indescribable loneliness. "Tell me."
Lu Qingshan told the Taibai Sword master everything he knew. He told him everything about the Burial Ridge, the Original Demon, Qiu Shiyin, and the Yellow Spring, except for the matter of the River of Forgetfulness.
It wasn't that he didn't trust the Taibai Sword master, but not testing the people around him was the basic quality of a smart person.
"Ji Chuan has been in my Haoran Peak for many years, and he's the disciple I like the most. It's a pity that he's leaving like this." The Taibai Sword master showed some reluctance.
Lu Qingshan nodded to himself.
He could actually see it.
Ji Chuan had cultivated six sword wills, and the weakest of them was the upper level, but he didn't have the Slaughter Sword Will, which was the best for sword cultivators.
Such an anomaly, but it coincided with the Taibai Sword master's way of the sword. He must be the Taibai Sword master's favorite disciple.
Lu Qingshan said with emotion, "Following his heart, Senior Brother Ji Chuan is really a pure person."
The Taibai Sword master nodded and said in agreement, "Among all the disciples of Haoran Peak, Ji Chuan is the purest.
The old master and I often said that among the disciples of the Sword Faction, the one who has the most hope to cultivate the way of the sword must be Ji Chuan.
Unfortunately, the old master also said that in the world, too much is as bad as too little, and Ji Chuan may also be harmed.
Indeed, he was right. The gains are pure, and the losses are pure. "
"Only when one advances and retreats can one succeed." The Taibai Sword master said with emotion.
"Martial uncle, have you ever retreated?" Lu Qingshan paused and suddenly asked.
The Taibai Sword master was startled. He didn't understand why the atmosphere of this sad parting changed into a Heart Questioning Game.
But this was a good question, so he thought about it seriously and finally said with certainty, "No."
The way of the sword cultivation was like the sword soldiers crossing the river. They should chase after the cornered enemy. There was no retreat.
"Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise." Lu Qingshan didn't make fun of the Taibai Sword master's duplicity.
The Taibai Sword master glanced at Lu Qingshan from the corner of his eyes.
Although the disciple in front of him was only at the Late-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, which was three realms lower than him, sometimes he felt that Lu Qingshan was a fellow cultivator who could drink tea and talk about the sword with him. It was really strange.
Wait …
Late-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm?!
When did this kid reach the Late-stage of the Nascent Soul Realm?!
The corner of his eyes turned into a straight look, and then a few glances. In the end, the Taibai Sword master slowly exhaled and didn't ask more.
First, he was not his disciple. Second, even as an elder of the faction, it was not good to ask about the cultivation of the disciples.
In the cultivation world, which cultivator didn't have secrets?
The old sword cultivators of the faction only needed to ensure that these young sword cultivators didn't go astray.
What kind of sword cultivator they would become in the end, how they would grow, they wouldn't interfere.
The new bamboo shoots were higher than the old ones, and it was all because of the support of the old ones. Next year, there would be new ones.
The Sword Sect was able to become the king of the Eastern Domain with just three thousand people. These things, both in the open and in the dark, weren't something outsiders should know.
.....
On the third day after Lu Qingshan returned to the sect, he finally met his master.
As soon as Xia Daoyun returned, he received a sound transmission.
"Come to my pavilion."
Her voice was like the cry of a phoenix, cold and calm.
He entered his master's bamboo pavilion, and bowed respectfully towards the woman with vermilion lips and a jade-like face. "Master."
"Sit." Xia Daoyun looked at her head disciple, whom she hadn't seen in quite some time.
Lu Qingshan sat down obediently. He looked at Xia Daoyun, quietly waiting for her to speak.
Her eyes were like rippling water, her brows like a mountain peak.
After taking a few more looks at his master's face, Lu Qingshan suddenly thought of this sentence.
'Master, you really are beautiful.'
"I already know about your matters. Is what you said to Kongshan true?
That Gui Yuan really wanted to kill you, but you killed him instead? "Xia Daoyun remained silent for a while. In the end, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked softly.
"It is generally true. However, there are some details that this disciple didn't mention," Lu Qingshan replied.
Apart from the Eye Technique Evil Discernment, he told her everything else.
"I understand." Xia Daoyun nodded, not asking for details. She had always been a magnanimous person. "Since this Gui Yuan really did want to kill you, then you don't have to worry about this matter. Since you are my disciple, and you are in the right, no one will dare touch you. Not even King Linan."
Those who cultivated the sword, even if they were women, would still be extremely heroic.
Lu Qingshan sighed with emotion.
"However …" Xia Daoyun gave Lu Qingshan a sidelong glance.
This made Lu Qingshan's mind go numb. For some reason, he seemed to see a hint of embarrassment in Xia Daoyun's limpid eyes.
Also, what kind of twist was this? There was no need for that!
This' however 'was just too horrifying.
"You might be targeted in the future." Xia Daoyun paused for a moment, and then added, "Because of me."
"Because of Master?" Lu Qingshan was puzzled.
"Correct." After speaking, Xia Daoyun no longer had any misgivings. A cold glint flashed through her eyes. "In the Da Xia Kingdom, there are some people who have a grudge against me, but they can't do anything to me. They have been harboring hatred for a long time …"
With just a few words, Lu Qingshan felt as if he could already see the female lead's Don't Bully the Poor.
"With those people's schemes, it isn't surprising that they would use this as a pretext to make trouble for you." Xia Daoyun pursed her red lips slightly, as if there was some disdain in them. Then, with a light laugh, she said, "After all, you are my first disciple."
"Alright." Lu Qingshan understood tacitly.
If there was trouble, he would just have to deal with it. His master had already guaranteed that he would be fine, so what was there to be worried about?
After greeting Lu Qingshan, Xia Daoyun sized up Lu Qingshan. "Late Nascent Soul stage. Your cultivation is advancing quite quickly. I wonder how your sword arts have progressed."
Lu Qingshan discovered that Xia Daoyun was truly calm about his cultivation advancement. She wasn't just pretending to be calm because of her status.
Was this because of the difference in cultivation realms? Her vision was different as well, right?
Lu Qingshan thought to himself. However, on the surface, he bowed and said respectfully, "I ask for Master's guidance."
Xia Daoyun pointed with her hand, and a slender and nimble snow-white longsword appeared.
"Come, have a match with my sword. Let me take a look."
Lu Qingshan's eyes narrowed. He stared at the obedient longsword hovering in the air.
Graceful.
The sword's name was Graceful.
Xia Daoyun was the most popular sword cultivator NPC among the players. Those players who could be considered paparazzi had already dug up information about her countless times.
Apart from the information that hadn't been revealed, even the most obscure bits of information had been dug up and analyzed.
Xia Daoyun had a total of four lifebound swords.
They were as graceful as Graceful, and as graceful as a Roaming Dragon.
Two of them were Graceful and Roaming Dragon, and they were how the Luoshen Fairy had gotten her name.
As for the other two lifebound swords, no one knew about them for now.
A great sword cultivator of the eighth level was personally teaching him sword arts. Uh, perhaps it couldn't be called personally teaching him sword arts. After all, it was only Xia Daoyun's sword that was sparring with him. However, to be more specific, personally teaching him sword arts wasn't wrong.
Lu Qingshan was naturally overjoyed. "I ask for your guidance."
Xia Daoyun nodded without saying anything.
Weng!
The Dragonsparrow appeared in Lu Qingshan's hand, making a faint noise.
She was just like the Sword Master, full of fighting spirit.
Lu Qingshan held the blazing red longsword in his hand. With a slight press of his palm and a twist of his fingers, the Dragonsparrow began to revolve in his hand. It was like thunder and rain, forming a sword image. The sword's body couldn't be seen as it rushed towards Graceful.
Graceful didn't move an inch in the air, as steady as a mountain. Only when the Dragonsparrow arrived did it move slightly, blocking it in an ordinary manner. The power it used didn't exceed the Nascent Soul level, but it easily blocked the ferocious Dragonsparrow.
The Dragonsparrow surged forward, while Graceful strolled leisurely, like a sparrow pecking at rice in a courtyard.
Fifty or sixty moves later.
Graceful pecked out, striking the Dragonsparrow's weak point. It was as if it had struck the Azure Dragon's reverse scale, killing it in a single strike.
The sword stopped.
"Do you know where your weakness is?" Xia Daoyun asked matter-of-factly.
Fifty-six moves had already passed. How could he still not know his own weakness?
This Luoshen fairy didn't seem to notice any problems with her teaching method.
Lu Qingshan didn't feel like there was anything wrong with it either. He only nodded and said, "The sword has to be fast, but there's a hint of urgency in it. There's no order to it, and it's easy to find openings."
Xia Daoyun laughed. She was a bit puzzled. "That is indeed the case. For a sword cultivator at your age to reach this level of cultivation, you shouldn't be so impatient with your sword techniques."
The young were frivolous. It was normal for young sword cultivators to be impatient with their sword techniques.
Lu Qingshan remained silent.
This was because there was a great deal of pressure on his shoulders.
He had to seize every moment.
He had personally experienced the tragedy that was about to befall this world. He had seen the dire straits that humanity would face when the Demons erupted. Anyone with empathy would want to change everything. It wasn't something that could be replaced with a sentence like 'What regrets can a game have?'.
Not to mention that this world had changed from a holographic virtual game with a strong sense of immersion to a real world with flesh and blood.
He wanted to raise his strength to a certain level before the Demons erupted.
That was why he was impatient.
Xia Daoyun said, "In the sword, only speed is invincible. This is correct, but you can't be impatient. You have to be steady within your speed. Just like Graceful Grace, it seemed like a leisurely stroll, but can you say that it wasn't fast?"
Lu Qingshan stared blankly for a moment. He fell into deep thought.
A sudden clap of thunder?
He seemed to have gained some insight, as if he was enlightened.
Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment. When she saw that he seemed to have understood something, Xia Daoyun pursed her lips. She decided to strike while the iron was hot. "Come again. I'll teach you another move."
Lu Qingshan nodded in a daze. He raised his sword again, and assumed a sword stance.
This time, Xia Daoyun didn't wait for Lu Qingshan to strike, nor did she warn Lu Qingshan to be careful. Graceful Grace's snow-white sword suddenly erupted with a streak of sword energy.
It might not even be enough to call it sword energy. It was as forceful as a sword aura.
However, even though this sword aura was snow-white and cool, it was as light as a swan goose in the sky.
Lu Qingshan hurriedly raised his sword. However, when he raised his sword this time, it was as if there was a flash of lightning. There was no sound, but it was like a thunderclap.
He unleashed his Sword Qi against the Sword Energy.
Xia Daoyun's eyes lit up slightly.
It was because Lu Qingshan's sword had already grasped a third of the true essence of 'Graceful Grace', reaching a higher level. It was something that couldn't be compared to a few minutes ago.
"I've taught you quite well." She praised.
Sword energy against sword aura.
Graceful Grace's sword aura was extremely cold, but it was also incomparably graceful. It actually made a turn in the air, dodging Lu Qingshan's sword energy. In the end, when Lu Qingshan couldn't dodge, it pushed Lu Qingshan back three zhang, but it didn't injure him.
Lu Qingshan was stupefied.
Xia Daoyun's sword aura seemed to have come alive. It possessed a level of spirituality that he had never seen before.
It was just like those four words.
Graceful and graceful.
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