This Guardian of the Sword Pavilion, whose cultivation was unfathomable, caused incomparable pressure on Zhang Ruochen, as beads of sweat continued to gush out from his pores, soaking his back.
If, his identity was exposed, with his cultivation, it would be impossible for him to escape the Sword Pavilion alive.
Who could have expected that in the Sword Pavilion, there would be an existence so terrifying?
The red-robed crone stared at Zhang Ruochen and nodded, saying meaningfully, “This Two Element Sect disciple has quite a few secrets hidden in his body.”
The Buried Moon Sword Saint thought that the red-robed crone was referring to the Thousand Bone Empress’s inheritance, thus, he did not take it to heart and said, “Lin Yue can be called the number one Sword Dao wizard of the Two Elemental Sect after the Medieval Era, and his own fortune is extraordinary, having received some strange encounters.”
“Just as well. Since the Two Yi Sect has made such a decision, let him give it a try, anyway, since ancient times, no one has ever been able to see the words on the Wordless Sword Spectrum right in the Fish Dragon Realm.”
The red-robed crone turned around and travelled into the distance.
Her footsteps were seemingly slow, but after only four or five steps, she completely disappeared within Zhang Ruochen’s line of sight.
The Burial Moon Sword Saint bowed in the direction the red-clothed crone had left and said to Zhang Ruochen, ”Lin Yue, Granny Haitang is the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion, and her attainments in the Dao of the Sword are also far greater than this Saint. In the beginning, it was only through her old man’s guidance that this Saint was able to successfully cultivate the Seven of Swords and be crowned as a Sword Saint in one fell swoop. In the future, if you meet her, you must be more respectful to her.”
“Thank you for reminding the Sword Saint.”Zhang Ruochen said.
The seventh level of the Sword Pavilion was completely a very flat and vast world, and even if there were mountains, they were only short hills. Only, at the centre of the seventh level, was a reddish-brown stone mountain towering.
The mountain was quite steep, with walls on all sides, reaching more than 20,000 metres high, towering directly into the clouds, like a huge stone sword standing in the centre of heaven and earth.
Standing at the bottom of the stone mountain, the Burial Moon Sword Saint looked upwards, his eyes were quite serious and full of awe, saying, “This is the Wordless Sword Spectrum, also known as the ‘Wordless Sword Mountain’. Those who are not of sufficient realm can only feel the massive sword intent emanating from the mountain, and cannot see any words or patterns at all.”
Zhang Ruochen had already sensed the immense aura of the sword dao, and looking upwards, he was even able to see a stream of sword qi, converging into a river, flying around the Wordless Sword Mountain, emitting a “clattering” sound.
He had never expected that the legendary Wordless Sword Script was not a book, but a stone mountain.
The Buried Moon Sword Saint said, “The flow of time on the seventh floor of the Sword Pavilion is somewhat different from the outside world. If you cultivate here for eight days, only one day will have passed in the outside world. For the rest of the time, rely on your own enlightenment, and after half a year, this Saint will come back to pick you up.”
In the Sword Pavilion, the flow of time was different on each layer, and the higher up you went, the proportion of time, the greater it was.
Because, the flow of time on the seventh floor of the Sword Pavilion was simply too fast, apart from seclusion, the Buried Moon Sword Saint didn’t dare to stay here. Staying here was no different from committing suicide, every moment was consuming one’s own longevity.
After the Burying Moon Sword Saint left, Zhang Ruochen walked over towards the Wordless Sword Mountain, stretching out a hand and carefully touching the hard stone wall at the bottom of the Sword Mountain.
Afterwards, he released his enormous spiritual energy, transforming it into a particle of light, releasing it from the palm of his hand, ready to probe the Wordless Sword Mountain.
“Wow!”
The spiritual energy had just touched the Wordless Sword Mountain, and was immediately crushed by a powerful force of the Sword Dao, dissipating into nothingness.
A muffled grunt escaped from Zhang Ruochen’s mouth as he immediately withdrew his palm and took more than ten steps backwards.
“What a powerful Wordless Sword Mountain, with my current forty-five-step mental power completely, I am like an ant in front of it.”
In Zhang Ruochen’s heart, he was just a little more in awe of the Wordless Sword Mountain.
One must know that the source of the sword techniques and sword skills of the entire Kunlun Realm would, in the end, all be traced back to the Wordless Sword Mountain.
It was really puzzling, how could such a sword mountain containing endless sword dao appear in the Kunlun Realm for no reason at all?
Who, exactly, created it?
“It is said that one must reach the realm of a Saint in order to see words and figures from above the Wordless Sword Mountain. Is that really true?”
Zhang Ruochen was a bit unconvinced, so he sat down on the bottom of the Wordless Sword Mountain, adjusted his state of mind, mobilised his Heart of Sword Intent, and began to observe and comprehend it with full concentration.
A cultivator’s ability to understand the Sword Dao ultimately depended on the level of the Sword Dao Realm.
Although Zhang Ruochen was only at the cultivation level of the Fish Dragon Realm, yet, the Sword Dao Realm still reached the high level of Sword Intent, which was higher than the realms of some Saints.
Moreover, the strength of his mental power, which reached the forty-fifth rank, was more powerful than the mental power of many Saints.
Thus, his realm, although still very low, might not be without a chance to see the words above the Wordless Sword Mountain.
Time flew by, and before he knew it, a month had passed.
For a whole month, Zhang Ruochen had changed his orientation seven times in a row, yet, he still found nothing.
In front of his eyes, there were always only stone mountains, stone walls, with some strange patterns, and he couldn’t see any written sword techniques at all.
“Could it really be because, my realm is too low?”
Zhang Ruochen was quite unwilling and tried to suppress the restlessness in his heart, no longer thinking about the Sword Discussion Conference or the necessity of cultivating to the great circle of Sword II.
Even, he closed his eyes and stopped deliberately watching the Wordless Sword Mountain.
Gradually, Zhang Ruochen’s state of mind became more and more pure, emptying out all impurities, leaving only the pursuit of the Sword Dao.
Such a state was maintained for three months.
Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes again, only to find that the entire heaven and earth had become very dark, and the surroundings were quite empty, it was actually a boundless universe.
“Where is this ……?”
With his gaze, he peered into the distance, only to see a colourful nebula that appeared in front of him, taking on the form of a sword, appearing very magnificent.
That nebula was made up of billions of stars converging together.
Zhang Ruochen executed his Body Technique and rushed towards the sky. However, the distance between him and that cloud of nebulae was just too far, and no matter how fast he used to fly, it was no different from treading in place.
Right here, Zhang Ruochen’s brow centre, however, three huge star rivers flew out, entwining and rotating with each other, quickly rushing out, and soon connecting with that “sword” shaped nebula.
Meanwhile, on the seventh floor of the Sword Pavilion, Zhang Ruochen sat down on the bottom of the Wordless Sword Mountain, and three Ancestor Sword Intentions flew out from his eyebrows, transforming into three long rivers of Sword Intentions, completely wrapping the entire Wordless Sword Mountain.
“Wow!”
The Wordless Sword Mountain underwent a mutation, and on its surface, a single golden text emerged, wrapping the mountain and emitting a brilliant light.
Each of the words transformed into a palm-sized golden villain, holding a sword and rapidly dancing with it.
After the golden villain finished his sword dance, he immediately transformed into a grain of golden light and rushed into Zhang Ruochen’s brow along the three long rivers of sword intent.
Each grain of light represented a subtle sword move.
Densely densely packed, thousands of points of light, like stars in the universe, rushed into Zhang Ruochen’s body in a steady stream.
The red-clothed crone naturally noticed the huge change in the Wordless Sword Mountain, and with a flash of her figure, she appeared not far from Zhang Ruochen.
Her pair of pale eyes landed on Zhang Ruochen’s body as she muttered to herself, “Indeed, it is the sword intent left behind by the three of them that actually converged on the same person, it is really interesting.”
In an instant, the three Ancestor Sword Intent, which had retreated back from above the Wordless Sword Mountain, rotated around Zhang Ruochen’s body and poured into his body, forming a huge vortex.
Only when the vortex completely disappeared did Zhang Ruochen slowly open his eyes and exhale a long breath.
His gaze, staring around him, always felt that everything in front of him was quite unfamiliar, and it took a full quarter of an hour before he reacted to the fact that, as it turned out, he had been on the seventh floor of the Sword Pavilion the entire time.
“How can I remember that just a moment ago, I had been cultivating in the starry sky for twenty years, learning three thousand sword techniques?”
It was no wonder that Zhang Ruochen was slow to react, because, under the influence of the Three Ancestor Sword Intent and the Wordless Sword Mountain, in his consciousness, he had been cultivating sword techniques in the starry sky for the past twenty years.
Moreover, he had already cultivated three thousand sword techniques, all of which had reached great success, both human level sword techniques, spirit level sword techniques, and the profound and unfathomable ghost level sword techniques.
A person who practiced swords for twenty years in a row without sleep or rest would definitely need a longer period of time to readjust to the world.
“Huh.”
Zhang Ruochen was surprised to find that in the Qi Sea, the three Ancestor Sword Intentions had completely disappeared.
Not only that, even, even the Heart of Sword Intent disappeared without a trace.
“How could this happen?”Zhang Ruochen said.
Footsteps sounded.
The red-robed crone’s pace stumbled as she marched over from afar, her voice hoarse, “Young man, there is no need to be so alarmed, your Sword Dao has already reached the realm of ‘Human Sword Unity’, the Heart of Sword Intent is not disappearing into thin air, but rather, it is completely fused into one with your body, spiritual power, and martial soul. ”
“Human Sword Unity? Legend has it that only Sword Saints, can reach that realm.”
Zhang Ruochen clearly remembered that he was only at the high stage of the Sword Mind Tongming realm, and had yet to reach the peak of the Sword Mind Tongming realm, so how could it be that all of a sudden, it was a step up to the sky, and he had attained the Human Sword Unity?
Even with Zhang Ruochen’s state of mind, he was unable to remain calm.
How could a cultivator of the Fish Dragon Realm cultivate to a height that only a Sword Saint could reach? Could it be that …… he had really been cultivating in the Sword Pavilion for twenty years?
Zhang Ruochen hurriedly stood up and bowed to the red-robed old woman, saying, “Granny Haitang, may I ask how long has my disciple been cultivating in the Sword Pavilion?”
“Your heart is very confused?”The red-robed crone asked.
“Disciple is indeed quite lost.”Zhang Ruochen said truthfully.
The red-robed crone said, “As a Time and Space Transmitter, if you don’t have a clear understanding of time, you will never be able to harness it, and in the end, will lose yourself.”
“It turns out that …… granny has long since seen through my disciple’s identity.”Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, the tension and pressure in his heart, on the contrary, was much less.
The red-robed crone appeared bashful as she said, “What your identity is is not important at all to my old self. However, if you are able to obtain the sword intent of the Three Daoist Two-Yi Sect’s ancestor, you will have some affinity with the old me, so I can help you out.”
“First of all, the time you have spent cultivating in the Sword Pavilion is indeed less than half a year. The reason why you created the illusion of having cultivated for decades, then because, when you fused the three Ancestor Sword Intentions, you were influenced by the Wordless Sword Mountain. Sit down first and talk slowly.”
The red-robed old woman coughed twice and sat down on the ground first.
