If Zhang Ruochen heard, the middle-aged Taoist priest’s name for the big man, he would definitely be quite surprised.
Tianjiao?
Could it be that the big man in front of him, with a stout figure and a tiger’s back, was Gai Tianjiao, who was the first of the Four Beauties of the Two Element Sect?
Where could it be seen that she was a beauty?
No.
It was simply impossible to tell that she was a woman.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen’s spirit was completely immersed in his sword technique, entering the state of forgetting things, thus he was not even aware of the middle-aged Taoist priest’s arrival.
Gai Tianjiao bowed to the middle-aged Taoist priest, and then, her eyes once again stared at Zhang Ruochen who was dancing with his sword.
A look of appreciation appeared in her eyes as she said, “Senior Brother Zhou, this person’s name is Lin Yue, a disciple of the Eternal Life Academy, his enlightenment and perseverance are the only ones I have seen in my life.”
“On the eve of the Sword Discussion Conference, in the sect, it’s really fortunate to be able to give birth to such an outstanding Sword Dao wizard.”
The middle-aged Taoist priest, called Zhou Ping, was the seventh disciple of one of the three great Sword Saints of the Eastern Region, the “Sword Saint of the Burying Moon”, and of course, was also Gai Tianjiao’s senior brother.
Of course, he was also Gai Tianjiao’s senior brother. Because Gai Tianjiao was also the personal disciple of the Sword Saint of the Burying Moon, ranked ninth.
Zhou Ping carefully observed Zhang Ruochen’s sword technique, and his deep eyes revealed a strange lustre as he said, “Indeed, he is a very good seedling of sword cultivation, and he should have already reached the high level of the Sword Mind Realm. If only, how good would it be if he could appear three years earlier?”
“Appearing a little late indeed, less than half a year has passed since the Sword Discussion Conference, even if we put all our efforts into cultivating him, I’m afraid that at most he will only be able to reach the 10th level of the Great Circle of Sword One. Compared to the sword magnates carefully cultivated by the Taiji Dao General Forum, Four Elephant Sect, and Eight Trigrams Sect, there is still a considerable gap.”
There was a hint of worry in Gai Tianjiao’s eyes.
Zhou Ping sighed lightly, his fingers tapping on the purple sand teapot, a sharp light flickering in his eyes as he said, “Just do your best, to preserve the Sword Pavilion is naturally the best. If we can’t, a hundred years later, we will take it back.”
Although, Zhou Ping spoke very lightly, but Gai Tianjiao could hear that he was actually quite unwilling.
Not only Zhou Ping, but the entire sword cultivators of the Two Yi Sect, it was estimated that no one would be willing.
The Sword Pavilion, which was originally situated at the General Altar of the Taiji Dao, five hundred years ago, the former heroes of the Two Yi Sect, who had gone all out to exert themselves in the Sword Discussion Conference, had only been able to force their way past the General Altar, the Four Elephant Sect, and the Eight Trigrams Sect, and had captured the right to own the Sword Pavilion.
If the Sword Pavilion was lost in their generation, then how would they be able to stand up to the previous generations of heroes of the sect?
Suddenly, from Zhou Ping’s mouth, a soft eep escaped, staring at Zhang Ruochen with a little more eagerness, saying, ”The sword intent on this brat’s body, how come it’s getting stronger and stronger? Even with the aid of the Sacred Spring, it’s impossible for the sword intent to grow so fast.”
Gai Tianjiao also noticed something, and a bold speculation arose in her heart, saying, “It is said that he received a total of three Ancestor Sword Intentions during the coronation ceremony of the Sacred Transmission Disciples.”
“Could it be that he is borrowing the power of the Ancestor Sword Intentions and the Sacred Spring to impact the 10th Layer Great Perfection Realm of Sword One?”
“If that’s really the case, then.”
Zhou Ping and Gai Tianjiao glanced at each other, and on both of their faces, a look of ecstasy appeared.
If, Lin Yue was able to cultivate Sword One to the Great Perfection Realm right now, it would indeed be a ray of light for the Two Eyes Sect.
Zhang Ruochen had already taken the eighth gourd of Sacred Spring, and the sword intent on his body, was rapidly growing, the speed of that growth had already exceeded the normal speed by several times, and every moment was as if there was sword intent exploding in his body.
Zhang Ruochen took the ninth gourd Sacred Spring, and immediately, his body, completely wrapped in seven-coloured light, was wrapped up.
On the contrary, the speed at which he performed his sword technique became even slower.
If one looked over carefully, one would notice a strange phenomenon.
Anyone could see every single one of his sword strokes, but how could they not figure out how his next move would change.
In the time it took for a breath, Zhang Ruochen had only swung out one sword, surprisingly slow, making people wonder if such a sword technique was really offensive?
Sometimes, he would even stop and stand for a long time, seemingly in a daze, yet with some bewilderment.
An entire day and night passed, and Zhang Ruochen’s speed of executing the sword technique became even slower, and even ten breaths of time would make it difficult to execute a complete sword technique.
Zhou Ping’s expression was grave, his fingers stroking his beard as he said, ”He is already on the verge of a breakthrough, and is stuck below the bottleneck, unable to break through. Tianjiao, if you go and stimulate him, it might be of no small help.”
“Good.”
Gai Tianjiao stretched out her left hand, and in the centre of her palm, a circle of flame immediately appeared.
At the centre of the circle, slowly, a red-golden holy sword appeared.
The Red Gold Sacred Sword was forged from Golden Crow Xuan Iron, and it was completely integrated with Gai Tianjiao’s left arm, making her arm even harder than a Sacred Artifact.
The form of the Red Gold Saint Sword was like a whip, yet it had a sharp tip and a bamboo shoot shaped body.
“Wow!”
The Red Gold Sacred Sword had only just been exposed to the air, when it instantly emitted a blazing power, causing the temperature in the air, which climbed several times, to undergo a subtle distortion.
Gai Tianjiao’s speed was incredibly fast, rushing out with the sword and quickly stabbing Zhang Ruochen’s abdomen.
The speed of the sword, far beyond the speed of sound, emitted a deafening sonic boom.
Moreover, Gai Tianjiao did not hold back at all, as if she really wanted to nail Zhang Ruochen to death with a single sword strike.
Zhang Ruochen certainly sensed the great danger, his entire body’s sweaty hairs stood completely on end in a split second, and the speed of the true qi running in his body skyrocketed tenfold.
The sword intent that had been hovering below the bottleneck was stimulated by the stimulus from death, and immediately shot straight upwards, passing through that last layer of the realm, reaching the ten layers of the Sword One, Grand Completion realm.
Sword One, Grand Completion.
Zhang Ruochen’s body shuddered as his aura changed.
“Boom!”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t open his eyes, he just gripped the hilt of his sword by instinct. His body and the sword completely fused as one, and with an overwhelming momentum, he turned into a sword light and charged straight towards Gai Tianjiao.
“It’s true that it still needs to be exciting.”
Seeing Zhang Ruochen break through the realm, a satisfied smile appeared on Gai Tianjiao’s face, and then she dispersed her power and took back the Red Gold Sacred Sword into her left arm.
Other cultivators would definitely find it difficult to retract and release it as freely as she did, and even if they immediately retracted the sword, they would definitely suffer a backlash of power. Even the current Zhang Ruochen’s control of power was much worse than Gai Tianjiao’s.
Seeing that Gai Tianjiao had retracted her sword, but Zhang Ruochen had difficulty retracting his power.
The tip of the Valley Water Sword struck Gai Tianjiao’s chest.
“Boom!”
The twelfth rank True Martial Treasure Artifact grade Valley Water Sword did not strike through Gai Tianjiao’s body as expected. Instead, the tip of the sword resounded with a sound of metal clashing as it collided with her body, sending out a large shower of sparks.
A powerful masculine aura, hotter than flames, poured out from Gai Tianjiao’s body, sending Zhang Ruochen flying.
With a bang, the Valley Water Sword broke into two.
Zhang Ruochen’s right arm was drenched in blood, the bones broken into three sections, and he was unable to lift it at all.
On the contrary, Gai Tianjiao was still standing in place, not moving at all, appearing to be in a breezy manner, revealing a shallow smile as she stared at him, “The Sword One that you have executed is still not bad, and it was actually able to penetrate my Body Protecting Sacred Deity.”
Even if it pierced through the Body Protecting Sacred Deity, what was the point?
It didn’t hurt her a single bit at all.
Zhang Ruochen endured the pain and looked at his right arm, right to the broken sword on the ground, recalling the powerful force just now, his heart was quite shocked as he said, “You really aren’t a Half Saint?”
One must know that Zhang Ruochen had already cultivated Sword One to the Great Perfection, and when it was unleashed at full strength, even a Saint Body of the Ninth Transformation of the Fish and Dragon would be afraid that it would be quite scornful.
Such a powerful sword struck the body of that big man on the opposite side of the room, yet it couldn’t hurt him at all.
Instead, Zhang Ruochen suffered a not-so-light injury, the bones in his right arm were broken and he could not lift himself up at all.
Gai Tianjiao laughed and said, “You don’t need to be so shocked, my physique is quite special, and in the last ten years, I’ve refined seven Saint Weapons into my body, fusing them with my blood and bones as one.”
“Your attack, although it is very strong, but when it hits my body, it will be rebounded back by the power of the Saint Weapons.”
“So that’s how it is.”Zhang Ruochen was slightly relieved.
Other than Half Saints, Zhang Ruochen simply didn’t believe that anyone could break the Sword One that he had cast out with just the power of his physical body.
Zhang Ruochen no longer asked any more questions and sat down beside the Sacred Spring, taking the healing pills and starting to recuperate his injuries.
After spending an hour, Zhang Ruochen’s arm, was no longer in any serious trouble.
The injuries on the surface were completely healed.
When he stood up again, he only saw that the big man was still standing in the same place, but the middle-aged Taoist priest from earlier had already left.
“Where is that senior just now?”Zhang Ruochen asked.
Although, Zhang Ruochen had only glanced towards the middle-aged Daoist earlier, he could tell that the other party had cultivated a Sacred Soul, and there was an astonishing aura emanating from his entire body, so he should be a Half-Sacred Ancestor.
Gai Tianjiao’s finger, pointed towards the white stone Sacred Cliff in the distance and said, “That senior is one of the Sword Pavilion’s Sword Bearers, and went back while you were healing your wounds. What? Do you want to go to the Sword Pavilion to have a look?”
The summit of the third heavy mountain was extremely vast, and in that distance, there stood a three hundred feet tall white stone holy cliff, polished extremely smooth, appearing crystal clear and radiating a surfeit of holy light.
Standing by the holy spring, one could feel that the white stone holy cliff was emitting a powerful power fluctuation, giving off a sense of awe.
At the top of the White Stone Sacred Cliff, there was a towering ancient tower.
Around the ancient tower, clouds and mist surrounded it. It could be seen that there were tens of thousands of swords, as if they were points of light, that were flying around the ancient tower.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, looking towards the ancient tower at the top of the Sacred Cliff, revealed a look of longing as he said, “Is that the legendary Sword Pavilion, the First Holy Land of Sword Cultivation?”
Gai Tianjiao nodded, and with a reverent glow in her eyes as well, she said, “That’s right.”
As long as one was a sword-using cultivator, who wouldn’t want to see the Sword Pavilion?
Even if one could not enter the Sword Pavilion to cultivate, just standing outside the Sword Pavilion and making a pilgrimage would be an extremely satisfying thing.
