Chapter 404 – A Sword About to Wake Up (2/2)

He did not truly fall unconscious, but rather used a secret technique of the path of the sword that only he knew in all of Mount Li—Sword Rest.

When Martial Granduncle Su Li had taught him swordplay for one month, the first thing Qiushan Jun had been taught was Sword Rest. A person in Sword Rest looked just like he was in a coma. The difference lay in the fact that a person in Sword Rest could still hear noises from the outside. But because all of his true essence and essence blood had to be used to suppress and mend his injuries and clear his Dao heart, there could be no other differences. Even if a single drop of essence blood was used to maintain movement, even if he wanted to just move a finger, it would cause his injuries to completely break out. To describe it in another way, the current Qiushan Jun was like a blind and paralyzed youth on a bed.

The reason Qiushan Jun had so resolutely poured all his essence blood into the rainbow was that he was concerned about his fellow cultivators in the Garden of Zhou, and worried about Junior Sister Xu Yourong. It was also because he clearly understood that even though he was making his injuries worse, he only needed to maintain forty-nine days of Sword Rest to completely mend all his injuries.

At present, many days had already gone by.

The time when he would awaken from his Sword Rest was still several days away.

He wanted to wake up in advance. Even if he were to suffer heavy injuries, he still wanted to wake up.

Because for many days, many noises had been continuously transmitted into his ears.

There were cries of alarm, voices of concern, voices of discussion, and then once again cries of alarm.

Third brother…died? Liang Xiaoxiao…died? His Dao heart received a heavy blow. He was aggrieved to the extreme, and at the same angered to the extreme. Just who was it, just who dared to slay a fellow disciple of Mount Li! Just who dared to kill one my Seven Laws! Just who dared to kill my…junior brother!

But he could do nothing. He could only listen to the trembling voice of the Sect Master as well as the quiet voices that were gradually getting further away. In the dark world of the Sword Rest, Qiushan Jun gradually regained his calm and was faintly able to perceive that there was something wrong with this matter.

After some days had passed, Junior Brother Qi Jian was brought back. He was carried into the Sect Master's dwelling, right in the bed in front of him.

Right now, in the highest peak of the mountains of Mount Li lay two unconscious disciples.

Just who had done it? Just what had gone on in the Garden of Zhou? Qiushan Jun calmly and even callously pondered this. He was like a sword that was resting in its sheath, ready at any time to reveal its edge.

He closed his eyes and heard many names.

Zhexiu, Zhuang Huanyu…Chen Changsheng.

Was it like this?

So it was originally like this.