Chapter 800: Chapter 799: Sword Heaven Seven Peaks_1 Chapter 800: Chapter 799: Sword Heaven Seven Peaks_1 Chapter 799: The Seven Peaks of Sword Heaven
Xu Fan couldn’t help nodding, admiringly said, “The feng shui here is quite good.”
On Earth, such a place would indeed be considered a feng shui treasure.
If an ordinary sect found such a great location, yet couldn’t defend it, it just shows that the Sword Heaven Sect’s foundation is not bad.
Shen Jianting revealed his big white teeth, a little proud yet pretended to be humble and said, “Xu brother flatters , this is just the outer mountain, the inner mountain is ahead.”
In a mont, a majestic and towering mountain peak appeared in front of everyone.
The imposing and magnificent mountain, resembling a sword edge from afar, pointed straight to the sky, invoking an inexplicable awe in people.
At the top of the mountain, layers of white clouds swirled around, their shapes indistinct, as if it were a place where immortals resided.
Shen Jianting pointed at the sword-edged mountain and said, “This is Sword Mountain Peak, where our Sect Master resides.”
Pointing to several other peaks nearby he said, “These are where our brothers cultivate, spar, and live.”
Six mountains surround the Sword Mountain Peak, the most grandiose and spectacular.
The Sword Heaven Sect has seven peaks in total, including the main peak.
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“Wow!”
Tongtong gazed up with her little head, staring wide-eyed at the huge peak, how majestic.
Xu Yixue had seen many landscapes, but she was still shocked by such a towering and magnificent scene, amazent filling her beautiful eyes, “Nature really is the most miraculous creator.”
Xu Fan was also sowhat surprised, not by the superficial scenery, but because he felt an extrely majestic Sword Dao intent.
Gazing thoughtfully at Sword Mountain Peak, Xu Fan slowly said, “This isn’t the work of nature’s ghostly craftsmanship.”
“Isn’t it?” Xu Yixue looked at Xu Fan with puzzlent.
Shen Jianting turned his head, surprised at Xu Fan.
Xu Fan smiled and said, “These seven mountains have all been carved out by man.”
“My God!” Xu Yixue covered her mouth in astonishnt, an incredible look on her face, and shook her head, “If…
if it was carved by humans, how many people, how many years would it take to do that!”
“Hahaha…” Xu Fan laughed lightly, holding Xu Yixue’s hand and said, “My wife, ordinary people certainly can’t carve it out, but soone with a sword did!”
“Brother Xu is right,” Shen Jianting nodded admiringly.
Shen Jianting, while driving, added, “Brother Xu, you are truly impressive.
It is said that long ago, this was the practice ground of an ancient Sword Dao master.”
“At his peak, he once had male disciples practice their swords at dawn, with Sword Qi piercing the sky, breaking the dawn for thirty thousand miles.”
“Originally, there was only one mountain peak, which was later divided into seven peaks by the Sword Qi to differentiate and facilitate cultivation.”
“A thousand years ago, our ancestor Shen Yunxiao ditated here for thirteen years, eventually making great achievents and founding the Sword Heaven Sect, with the sect standing proudly on the pinnacle of Sword Mountain.”
On hearing this, Xu Yixue’s mind went blank.
Her worldview, values, and beliefs that she had held for many years collapsed in an instant, more mythical than the myths themselves.
Indeed, the first reaction of ordinary people to such stories would be to dismiss them as tall tales, hyperbole to the extre.
After all, the ancient tis were far too distant from here, known only to ancient martial artists.
Xu Fan nodded.
Now, his understanding of Earth had deepened, and he could imagine that in the ancient tis, Earth must have been ho to a multitude of formidable experts, and a significant number of real cultivators indeed ascended to the higher realms.
But what exactly happened afterward, why did the Spiritual Energy on Earth beco so scarce, and why did the cultivators and ancient martial artists disappear one after another, leaving now the highest stage of cultivation attainable to be only the Golden Core Stage…..
Shen Jianting continued driving the car forward.
In front of the Sect’s grand plaza.
Shen Yisen, the Sect Master of Sword Heaven Sect, accompanied by a group of Elders and a dozen of the sect’s elite disciples, had been waiting there early on.
As for the ordinary disciples of the Sect, they did not have the privilege to welco the honored guests.
No sooner had George Barton parked that a quick-witted disciple rushed over to help open the car door.
Xu Fan was sowhat surprised and chuckled as he held Tongtong and stepped out of the car, then reached out to help Xu Yixue down.
Xu Yixue’s delicate jade hand gently rested on Xu Fan’s as she bent down to exit the vehicle.
“Hahaha, we’ve been waiting for so ti,” Shen Yisen laughed heartily, stepping forward and greeting with a fist and palm salute, “I’m truly honored that Xu Fan has taken ti to visit our Sword Heaven Sect!”
With a light chuckle, Xu Fan nodded and replied, “Sect Master Shen is too polite, we are the ones who are imposing.”
Following that, the Elders of Sword Heaven Sect approached one after another, greeting with a fist and palm salute.
As for the dozen elite disciples, they were not yet in a position to step forward.
A dozen young heads huddled together, curiously chattering and speculating.
“Is that Xu Fan?
Why doesn’t he have three heads and six arms?
Could the legend about him slaying a Banished Immortal be true?”
“Hey, I don’t think he looks the part, is he really that powerful?”
“It must all be an exaggeration.
He’s about our age, just an ordinary person traveling with his beautiful wife and adorable child, doesn’t exude the least bit of a strong person’s aura, does he?”
“Oh, is that so?” Xu Fan said with a smile, turning his head to look at them, teasingly retorted, “Then tell , what should a strong person be like?
What kind of aura should they emit?”
“Err…..” The young disciple who had just spoken hadn’t expected to be addressed so directly and blushed deep red, scratching his head, too nervous to know what to say.
“Little junior brother, what nonsense are you talking about?” Shen Jianting said, making faces at his junior.
Shen Yisen frowned disapprovingly at the young disciple, who imdiately had trouble swallowing his spit and pressed his lips tightly together, suddenly becoming mute.
Shen Yisen then apologized, “My apologies, Xu Fan, it’s my fault for the lax discipline.
I hope you can forgive our jest.”
“It’s alright,” Xu Fan said with an unconcerned smile, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, he continued, “There’s no need for such formality, Sect Master Shen.
Your disciples are all of notable talent, so even with exceptional gifts.
Give them a few years and there will surely be a place for them on the list of prodigies.”
Shen Yisen was at first startled, then laughed with even greater joy, “Hahaha, then we’ll take Xu Fan’s auspicious words to heart!”
Now, when Shen Yisen looked at the many disciples with a smile, he scrutinized them earnestly.
He was well aware that with Xu Fan’s strength and status, there was no need for empty niceties.
Therefore, his words were genuine and free of flattery.
And so, this brought Shen Yisen imnse joy.
As the master of a Sect, he might appear to have unlimited glory on the surface, but in reality, he had worries enough to make his hair fall out.
While it was delightful to have individual disciples with exceptional talents, a gap in succession was a great taboo.
Although the Sect already boasted of Shen Jianting, dubbed the ‘Little Sword Saint,’ who had mastered the seven Divine Swords of Sword Heaven Sect and even acquired the eighth Divine Sword from the Northern Border Ruins, perfecting Myriad Swords Unity to an almost divine level.
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