133: Chapter 110 All Three Swords Shattered, The Essence of Broken Swords._2 133: Chapter 110 All Three Swords Shattered, The Essence of Broken Swords._2 Jade Sword Buddha nodded without hesitation and said, “Good.”
Gu Wen’s fingertips gathered a wisp of Sword Qi, which Jade Sword Buddha slightly opened her mouth to inhale into her abdon.
Such an act frightened Gu Wen, wanting to take it back – what difference was there from swallowing a blade?
But everything was already too late.
A muffled grunt ca from the Jade Sword Buddha, a trace of fresh blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, yet her face showed a satisfied expression, as if she had a tendency for masochism.
‘All these geniuses carry so serious illness.’
Gu Wen twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, “Did you want to swallow this Sword Qi just like that?”
“The little monk ca here just to seek the True Sword Dao.
Your swordsmanship is not enough,” Jade Sword Buddha said confidently before turning to leave on her own.
She disappeared into the vast Red Dust alone.
Was she seeking death through the True Sword Dao?
While munching on a Spirit Fruit, Gu Wen pondered the other’s intentions, also paying attention to ssages transmitted by the Fate Diagram.
[Heavenly Marrow, ninety years]
If it were anyone else, Gu Wen would just think they were crazy, but Jade Sword Buddha might not even have the subjective idea of seeking death.
A vessel of conflict between the great Buddha Demon immortals, born for redemption, to atone for sins not her own, unable even to preserve her own self.
“Is she looking for death?”
“Yes, but also no,” Yu Hua shook his head in response.
“She is not immured, but she has resisted two Immortals with the power of a mortal.
If she manages to slay herself, I will feel proud of her.”
“I was short-sighted.”
Gu Wen composed himself, then suddenly realized sothing.
“She ca here in search of the True Sword Dao, but Xiao Yunyi hasn’t mastered it, and neither have I from the beginning.
How can the Jade Sword Buddha be so sure that the True Sword Dao exists here?”
“Because the real True Sword Dao has always been in Heavenly Spring Mountain,” Yu Hua explained, looking toward the verdant mountains that soared into the sky, surrounding them with cloud crowns as if a Heavenly Sword was piercing the heavens.
“Inside, there lies a Immortal Sword, the sole Immortal Sword of heaven and earth, I wonder if it can be glimpsed.”
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There were still three days before reaching Heavenly Spring Mountain.
During this period, Gu Wen lived a simple life of cultivation, visiting Chi Yu Zi on days one, three, and six, and seeking out Xiao Yunyi on days two, four, and five.
He learned the Buddha Sword from the forr, putting the pressure of Heavenly Marrow to fifty years, and then began to slow down.
Gu Wen guessed it was because the Sword Control Sect’s thods emphasized montum but did not discuss Buddhist Law.
During this ti, Gu Wen also noticed sothing odd about Chi Yu Zi; she liked to eat heavy tals with her booze, materials as hard as Spiritual Treasures used in Artifact Refining.
Crunching them under her white teeth as if they were peanuts.
And sotis, Chi Yu Zi would also consu spiritual swords, making Gu Wen wonder if Nine Revolutions Golden Pills all required such tempering.
Gu Wen didn’t ask, simply consulting on swordsmanship.
He learned the Demon Sword from the latter.
Although Xiao Yunyi was wooden, his teaching ability far surpassed others, complented by his best friend Jun Yan assisting him, making progress with the Demon Sword the swiftest.
The Heavenly Marrow pressure required for the Third Level was twenty years and decreased even slower as he progressed.
Xiao Yunyi seed to notice this too.
Today, instead of teaching swordsmanship, he took Gu Wen to the foot of Heavenly Spring Mountain.
A hundred miles outside of Luodu City stood a Divine Mountain that pierced the heavens.
The foot of Heavenly Spring Mountain was veiled in thick mist.
Countless mortals entered and exited beneath, all those who entered erged after just a few minutes.
An Array?
Gu Wen recognized the true nature of this mist.
Xiao Yunyi led him inside, the visibility dropping to three ters, occasionally passing mortals brushed past them.
Their footsteps kept changing directions, with east, south, west, and north shifting continually.
It was not an Illusion Array but an Array wrought of space itself.
Following Xiao Yunyi, even though they took only a few dozen steps, they suddenly crossed the mist in the blink of an eye.
An ancient mountain gate appeared, with a sword-like inscription etched on it.
[Broken Sword Mountain]
Above it was a cobblestone path extending halfway up the mountain.
Gu Wen’s eyesight reached six li, and he could faintly discern the words Sword Washing Pond.
“Do you want to take a look?” Xiao Yunyi asked.
“Going up now wouldn’t be sneaking ahead?”
As Gu Wen spoke, he already set off up the path; clearly, he was not averse to sneaking ahead but rather eager to try it out.
Xiao Yunyi was sowhat speechless – this was why he had thought Gu Wen didn’t seem to have the talent for sword training.
This man was too slick.
Yet it was precisely such a slick person who had mastered the True Sword Dao.
Could it be that the principles of Broken Sword Mountain were wrong?
At that mont, Gu Wen stepped onto the first staircase, a sensation of heaviness spreading throughout his body, causing the three swords within him to hum softly.
He continued to ascend, with each step the heaviness slightly intensified, unadorned and unpretentious but a true test of one’s foundation.
The hundredth step, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred, five hundred, six hundred…
By the eight thousandth step, Gu Wen was drenched in sweat, yet he still had stamina to spare.
“Actually, there’s no point going up; the Sword Pond isn’t even open,” Xiao Yunyi said lightly, unaffected.
His foundation was not much stronger than Gu Wen’s, but the gap between them was vast at that mont.
“Are you toying with ?”
Gu Wen was panting heavily; he had assud sneaking a head start was why he was huffing and puffing up the steps.
“But the Ten Thousand Sword Path might benefit your sword training, perhaps even leading to a breakthrough,” Xiao Yunyi said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Wen, who had been a bit resentful, suddenly shut up and continued to trudge upward, despite each step being more difficult than the last.
With the Heavenly Marrow, I fear no hardship.
Xiao Yunyi’s face showed surprise, recalling mories of Gu Wen, seeming to rember a reputation beyond that of a re troublemaker.
Gu Wen was always imrsed in training, always chasing after others to learn swordsmanship, even if driven out by Wen Sword, he would return the next day with gifts and apologies.
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