C21 (1/2)

Grandpa Sun has disappeared. This time, he is truly gone. What remained on the spot was a ball of light. When I walked closer, I could clearly see that within the ball of light, there were three translucent scrolls emitting light.

I reached out and took the orb in my hand. When I opened my hand again, it was gone, and this time I knew where it was. It was in my mind.

Grandpa Sun's departure didn't cause too much of a stir in my heart. If he died, he died. What I care about right now is my own life and revenge!

I sat quietly on the bed. The ball of light seemed to be a physical entity in my mind. There were three scrolls on it. With just a thought, I could open them. This feeling was very strange, as if there was a book in his head that he didn't have to start flipping through. Strangely, there were only two things I could open. The first recorded the Heavenly inscription technique and the second recorded the six soul fragments.

The inscription technique is a cultivation technique and I must cultivate it. As for the six soul fragments, they are related to my life and death, and I cannot slack off.

This technique seems to be specially created for us cultivators. After we cultivate it, we can condense a scroll of the origin soul, and after that, we can cultivate it in order to understand the story and gain an increase in cultivation level through the use of the story.

Cultivating the soul art would strengthen his or her own soul. Afterwards, he or she would divide a part of it and merge it into the soul of the person he or she wanted to record. This would allow him or her to be like a third person, constantly observing him or her. The mastery of this technique depended on the strength of one's soul. The stronger it was, the more soul fragments could be separated.

I don't know what the value of these two sets of arts are, nor do they say how far they can be cultivated. However, based on Grandpa Sun's tone, it isn't hard to guess that they are definitely powerful existences.

I walked into the training room and lit the incense burner. I didn't practice the two sets of cultivation techniques, but rather, I practiced the Enforcer Qi Technique. Qiu Xi waved her hand, making it hard for me to move. It greatly affected me.

How to control the Qi, what the technique taught was to use your Qi as a guide to drive the Qi around you to change its distribution and concentration. It was as if when I pointed my finger, the air friction formed sparks and ignited the censer, changing the distribution of air. My own spirit armor has changed the concentration of air. The power of my spirit armor is also different when the concentration is different. However, I don't really understand why my spirit armor is red and A Hu's is black. However, it's not hard to understand why my spirit armor is red and Hu's is black.

Spirit Essences were divided into five elements. In fact, it was similar to the five elements for many people. It was just that the more one looked, the harder it was to cultivate metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. He had heard them say before that in this world, there were very few people who had natural spirit roots or dual spirit roots. These kinds of people, if they cultivated a cultivation method that matched the nature of their spirit roots, would travel a thousand miles in a single day. Of course, if they weren't, they would look like trash, but if they were found, they would either be buried or taken away by a large sect. A small sect like the Celestial Sect of Wonders would not exist.

The Sky Sect is a small sect. When I first heard about it, I was a bit surprised, but now that I think about it, there are at least a few hundred disciples in the Sky Sect. Sigh, what a pity for such a domineering name.

He had practiced the martial arts for an entire night. When the time came, he heard someone knocking on the door.

Qiu Xuan had arrived! I got up and opened the door. It was indeed him.

Qiu Xuan didn't waste time with words, but even so, he still nodded his head when he saw me. I nodded my head as well and silently followed behind him, following him to retrieve my weapon.

”In the Sky Sect, only inner sect disciples can wear swords. Once they enter the inner sect, they will go to the Hidden Sword Hall to pick out their weapons.”

Qiu Xuan seemed to lose all of his former indifference towards me, and actually started to talk about rules and regulations for me.

”When did you join the Sky Sect?”

Qiu Xuan's back froze for a moment, but in an instant, she continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

”I entered the 13th Peak 15 years ago.”

”There is endless emotion in your heart. What kind of emotion is it?”

Qiu Xuan suddenly turned and stared at me with a gloomy expression. ”From now on, you're not allowed to ask!”

I was expressionless. Perhaps this topic had touched his bottom line. We didn't say anything else and just kept walking.

As Qiu Xuan turned and turned, he arrived at the edge of the peak. Qiu Xuan turned to look at me, and I shook my head.

”I'll keep up.”

I stood up and followed behind him. After flying for an unknown amount of time, Qiu Xuan finally stopped at a stone staircase. He looked at me behind him and seemed to be a bit surprised that I could keep up.

The Hidden Sword Hall was located several tens of steps up. The Hidden Sword Pavilion was neither a tall building nor a thatched cottage. It was a square stone building with a height and width of over a hundred zhang. The entire stone building was airtight; one could not even see the door.

Qiu Xuan made a hand seal with his right hand and threw out a handprint onto the stone tower. Then, he bowed and said, ”Disciple Qiu Xuan, bring the inner disciple Zhang Fugui from the Thirteenth Peak here to receive your weapon!”

After speaking for a while, an elderly voice came from the stone tower: ”Who is this disciple?”

”Third Peak Master, Elder Qiu Xi!”

”Why is there no Dao number?”

”Disciple doesn't know!”

After a while, the voice spoke again, ”Come in.” The stone tower rumbled and a rock slowly sank down, forming a door.

Only then did Qiu Xuan stand up, glancing at me. ”Go in, remember, it's up to fate.”

Without a word, I stepped in. As soon as he entered, a sharp whistling sound abruptly gushed out like the tide. My chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and a mouthful of blood welled up in my throat.

”Quiet!”

A soft sound came to an abrupt end. I swallowed the blood in my throat and stared straight ahead.

”They're too lonely, don't mind them.” The old voice sounded without a trace of apology.

With a low snort, I walked into the stone hall. In the middle of the stone tower, there was a huge stone hall. On the walls were countless blades, swords, blades, spears, and halberds.

I looked around before pointing at a sword and coldly said, ”This one!”