Chapter 332: The Heart Of The Sword Is Clear, The Heart Of A Child (2/2)
Outside the sword gate.
Hong Ming looked at the formations around him and the sword energy faintly rushing out of the formations, with a cautious look in his heart: "This sword gate is indeed as strange as the rumors say."
The five major sects in the north of the earth.
Qingyang Palace, Zixia Sect, Moyun Sect, Jianmen, and Dongsheng Sect. Among them, Qingyang Palace has the longest inheritance, Zixia Sect is the most mysterious, Moyun Sect is the most domineering, Dongsheng Sect is the strongest, and Jianmen is the most powerful.
The most special.
How special is that?
In Tiannan, the Yuling Sect is special enough. The number of disciples in the entire sect is only one-third of other similar sects, which is strange.
And this Sword Sect is even more incredible. The number of monks in the entire sect is less than a thousand.
There are tens of millions of monks in Dibei, but as one of the five major sects in Dibei, the number of sword cultivators in the Sword Sect is less than a thousand, which is unimaginable.
However, Jianmen has been passed down for so many years. Although it has fallen into the five major sects, it has never really lost. It has been passed down all the time. This shows the uniqueness of Jianmen.
Standing outside the sword gate, Hong Ming felt the powerful sword energy in this sect.
Soaring into the sky,
The postures are different.
Taking out a transmission talisman, Hong Ming said a few words and then placed the transmission talisman within the formation.
After half a stick of incense, a Yuanying Master flew out.
"May I ask, is it Senior Hong who escaped from the fight with the Zixia Sect Liufeng Zhenjun at Luolong Waterfall?"
This Venerable Yuanying was carried on the stage on his back, with a heroic appearance and a resolute look on his face, but when he saw Hong Ming, his attitude was still very upright, without any humility.
Hong Ming glanced at the sword cultivator and nodded.
"This sword is very good."
Hong Ming thought in his heart.
"Senior, please come inside."
The Nascent Soul sword cultivator stretched out his hand and led the way.
After opening the formation and entering the mountain gate, many monks soon looked over. When they looked at Hong Ming, there was a look of surprise on their faces. However, the monk who led the way looked very respectful, and other people did not dare to come forward to disturb them. Instead, they kept talking privately.
There was a lot of discussion here.
We kept going like this, and soon we came to a barren mountain.
The deserted mountain was deserted, with withered vegetation and weeds everywhere.
Hong Ming glanced around and frowned slightly.
Climb this barren mountain and keep moving forward.
Not long after, we came to a thatched house in a barren mountain.
In front of this thatched house, there was a white-haired old man sitting on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and there was deathly silence on his body. He looked like he was dead, but when Hong Ming saw this man, his brows tightened, and his face
There was a solemn look on his face.
Ever since he took the elixir in the Bingso Immortal Mansion and made further progress, Hong Ming thought that no one in the Sifang Realm could threaten his safety anymore.
But today, Hong Ming actually felt a hint of danger.
This old man might be able to cause fatal harm to himself.
"Uncle Master, the distinguished guest has been brought."
The Yuanying monk stepped forward and spoke with great respect.
The old man slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked directly at Hong Ming.
"Fellow Daoist Hong, did you come to my sword gate to visit the sword pavilion?"
The old man spoke without any politeness.
Hong Ming nodded: "Yes, I am traveling to Li Dibei. I want to enter the Jiange Pass. I wonder if my fellow Taoist can give me some face?"
The old man's eyes were bright, but there was a strange air of death in them.
Even Hong Ming was surprised when he saw it.
The old man looked at Hong Ming, and finally there was a hint of popularity on his face, and he said: "My Jianmen is not like other sects. If it is an ordinary thing, naturally it will not be allowed. It's just that this sword pavilion is related to the sect's inheritance. Normally,
, outsiders are not allowed to come."
Hong Ming remained silent.
Each of these strange places in the north of the earth is different.
Zixia Stream is half-covered, Flame Lake is completely open to the public, and other places are almost all open to the public with no restrictions. Only this Jiange is completely closed.
Jiange is a place of inheritance.
It is rumored that Jianmen was originally established by a group of sword cultivators who inherited the inheritance of the sword pavilion. This sword pavilion contains countless swordsmanship inheritance. It is unknown who left it, which is crucial to Jianmen.
It is naturally impossible to open it to outsiders under normal circumstances.
The white-haired old man looked at Hong Ming, his eyes solidified for a moment, and then continued:
"However, this sword pavilion itself is not unique to my sword sect. It is inherited from the ancient immortals. Even the gods and true kings can enter it. However, if you enter, you must owe my sword sect a favor. If you are willing, you can enter it.
."
"Favor?"
Hong Ming remained silent.
This favor is actually of little use.
Some monks feel that the favor is small, so naturally they will not help, but some people feel that the favor is great, so they will naturally keep it in their hearts.
Many thoughts flashed through Hong Ming's heart instantly.
But almost instantly, Hong Ming understood Jianmen's intention.
If this sword pavilion is cherished by itself, it is not impossible. With the strength of the sword sect, it can certainly be done. But so what? Many sects only need disciples who can practice, rather than lack of inheritance.
There is no problem that the Sword Gate hides the Sword Pavilion.
But if Jianmen becomes lonely one day, then this sword pavilion is not a treasure, but something that costs Jianmen its life.
On the contrary, now, using things to sell favors and making friends with the True Lord Transformation God is the right solution.
At that time, even if the Jian Sect declines, with the care of other God-Transforming True Lords, it will be enough to survive tens of thousands of years without any problem. This is the real way for the sect to survive.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist. I am willing to give the sword pavilion a try."
Hong Ming answered directly.
Although it is troublesome to owe a favor, it is not necessarily a bad thing to be able to enter this sword pavilion to comprehend. What's more, the favor can be big or small. Hong Ming can do whatever he wants, and it is not that troublesome.
After the white-haired old man agreed, he said nothing and took out the divine sword in his hand. The divine sword directly tore through the void, forming a gap.
"This is the Sword Pavilion. Fellow Taoist, please invite me."
"Thank you!"
Hong Ming thanked him and stepped into the sword pavilion.
After the void dissipated, the old man sat down again.
Only this time, Venerable Yuanying finally spoke: "Uncle Master, why do you want to let this person enter the sword pavilion? This person is not from Dibei, so there is no need to make friends with him."
Hearing this, the old man raised his head and glanced:
"You guys, although you have good talents and talents, if you focus on practicing swordsmanship, you will become stupid."
"Please ask my uncle for advice."
Venerable Yuanying said in an urn voice.
The old man waved his hand: "Although this fellow Daoist Hong is strong, I'm not worried. He has a very good relationship with Situ Yangguan of Qingyang Palace, so I'm not worried either. But this person's potential is among the people I've seen.
Ranked first, and even if I have a sword bone and a clear sword heart, I may not be able to do anything to this person?"
"How can it be?"
Venerable Yuanying was stunned.
There is no need to say much about the strength of my uncle.
Although he rarely takes action, he is vaguely known as the number one person in the North of the Earth.
It's a pity that Uncle Master rarely takes action, and the outside world doesn't think so. But Uncle Master's strength is beyond doubt.
"You go down, the matter of this sword pavilion has been settled. The Lord Transformation of God from Dibei is not alone in the sword pavilion. If he can get any inheritance, it is also his own chance. The inheritance of my sword sect
It’s already quite a lot.”
The old man closed his eyes and continued to sit upright.
Venerable Yuanying looked solemn.
Over the years, most of the inheritance in the Jiange has been acquired by Jianmen and has become the inheritance of Jianmen's skills. In addition, coupled with Jianmen's own collection over the years, the sect's inheritance is not lacking.
However, it still feels bad for Jiange to be understood by outsiders.
…
In the secret realm.
Hong Ming stepped forward.
This secret realm is not big. Hong Ming could see the edge at a glance. It was only a few dozen miles in radius. It could be called a pocket-sized secret realm.
but……
This secret realm is extraordinary.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
Buzzing.
Even if Hong Ming doesn't practice swordsmanship, he can still feel the sword energy hovering in the air.
The golden sword is magnificent.
The red divine sword burst into flames.
Blue divine sword, waves of water.
…
There is even a Yin-Yang Divine Sword in black and white.
Five-color shining five-element sword.
Every handle is unique.
Even though most of the blade of this divine sword has dissipated after who knows how many years, it still seems to be shining brightly now.
"The person who built the sword pavilion is really good at it."
Hong Ming's eyes shone brightly as he looked at the sword pavilion.
This sword pavilion should actually be called a sword tomb. Each divine sword is integrated into the sword pavilion. Unless the sword pavilion is destroyed, the divine sword will not be destroyed, but will only be turned into sword energy and integrated into the sword pavilion.
middle.
And every divine sword contains its own inheritance.
Hong Ming walked forward slowly, sensing a divine sword.
Among these divine swords, Hong Ming really has a few who have his heart set on them.
For example, the Five Elements Divine Sword. This divine sword not only has sword energy vertical and horizontal, but also the power of the five elements evolves with each other. It contains infinite principles of the five elements. It is mysterious. Moreover, this divine sword is so majestic that it cuts across the sky like five mountains.
Pressed down.
If you practice this magical power, its power can be called abnormal.
There is also a divine sword that contains three rays of light: wind, thunder, and ice.
The Yin Yang Divine Sword in black and white.
All are extraordinary.
Every divine sword, if one can understand it, will be a huge gain.
But Hong Ming turned around and made no choice.
While Hong Ming was hesitating, a ray of light flew over from a distance.
In this escaping light, a monk in robes saluted with a long sword on his back: "Is this Daoist Fellow Hongming?"
Hong Ming smiled hoarsely:
"Fellow Taoist, you're polite. It's Hong. But it's strange why people recognize me wherever I go."
"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are being humble. My magical power has defeated Zhenjun Liufeng of Zixia Sect. This matter has spread all over the north. I know it is not a strange thing. What's more, fellow Taoist Situ has often talked about you with other people.
matter."
The sword cultivator explained with excitement and curiosity in his eyes.
Hong Ming looked at this man and felt good about him.
This sword cultivator had a pure mind and extremely pure eyes. Hong Ming felt ashamed after just one look at him.
Innocent heart!
Hong Ming understood instantly.
First he saw the rumored sword madman from the Dibei region, and then he saw such a pure-hearted monk. Hong Ming didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
There are so many geniuses in this world.
Only people with a special physique can have the heart of an innocent person. This physique is extraordinary and has a great bonus on cultivation. They can comprehend the great ways of heaven and earth much faster than ordinary monks.
However, if this innocent heart has too many thoughts, its comprehension will decline significantly.
Then he quickly became an ordinary person.
Because it is almost impossible to be sincere and sincere.
In the land of Tiannan, this kind of physique has not appeared for tens of thousands of years. There was once a person who, after practicing to the foundation-building stage, was tainted with the world and lost his innocent heart. Later, although he condensed the golden elixir, it soon disappeared.
Everyone.
There is also such a legend among the Buddhist countries in the Western Regions.
But the situation is not much better.
But this person is not like that, he has actually cultivated to the stage of becoming a god.
"This person should be the hidden genius of Jianmen. If you keep this person in the secret realm, with an innocent heart, and not be affected by other people, it will be easier to succeed in cultivation."
"Do you, Fellow Daoist Hong, find it difficult to choose the way of swordsmanship?"
The God-Transforming True Lord Han Ping asked.
Hong Ming nodded:
"Yes, I don't have a minor in swordsmanship. Although I am happy to see Hunter Xin, I don't know which swordsmanship to choose. I would like to ask my Taoist friends to help me."
"It's easy."
The God-Transforming True Lord Han Ping smiled, pointed at the divine sword that turned into sword energy in the air, and said:
"It's actually very simple to understand the divine sword here. The divine sword has a spirit. You just need to radiate the sword spirit and communicate with the sword spirit that suits you."
Han Ping said, trying to cover up.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, a sword energy flew over.
This sword energy is a bit strange, it has two attributes: gold and thunder. When it flew to Han Ping's Divine Sword, it buzzed and circled like a bird. Han Ping chuckled and greeted the sword energy.
Hong Ming looked stunned at this scene.
Although the magic weapon has a spirit, its spirituality slowly improves.
Most monks have low-grade magic weapons.
When it reaches a high-grade magic weapon, the magic weapon will have relatively strong spirituality and can forcefully control the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to defend itself against enemies. This kind of magic weapon can generally be cultivated by monks in the Dongxu stage.
But these sword energies can also do it.
"Thanks for the advice, fellow Taoist, but I haven't condensed my sword intention, and I don't even have sword light, so what should I do?" Hong Ming said with a rather wry smile.
Although he had predicted it in his heart, now that he knew it, Hong Ming still felt a little regretful.
The inheritance of this sword pavilion is related to the way of swordsmanship.
Only sword cultivators are suitable for this.
Hong Ming entered here now and gained nothing.
"But it's okay, there is nothing to gain, and the favor is small." Hong Ming was not disappointed at all. Instead, he remembered the good side, and his expression was extremely calm.
Han Ping smiled, flicked his fingers, and the divine sword flew into the sky with a hiss, and then said:
"Fellow Daoist Hong's character is really powerful, but if you don't practice swordsmanship, there is no way to get the inheritance of swordsmanship. For example, I know a method of swordsmanship that does not practice swordsmanship. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Hong is willing to try it?"
"Oh? This is quite strange. I would like to ask fellow Taoist Han to take me to see it."
Hong Ming had a look of curiosity on his face.
How to practice swordsmanship without practicing kendo?
This is quite miraculous.
Han Ping nodded and led the way, while Hong Ming followed behind. The two of them walked through the secret realm for half a stick of incense before arriving at a location on the edge of the secret realm.
"This is it."
Han Ping said with a smile.
Hong Ming looked at what was in front of him with a look of astonishment: