Chapter 220 Shushan Sword

The third Valley Master picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of the tea. The delicate fragrance of the tea spread on his tongue, but it did not ease his solemn expression. He paused slightly, as if he was considering his words, and then said, "To be honest with you, five hundred years ago, an old Valley Master of Wan Yao Valley made a shocking discovery. He spent his entire life searching for it, and vaguely realized that what Chi Songzi had been pursuing all his life was actually the same thing as the target that the successive Valley Masters of Wan Yao Valley had been looking for. To be more precise, it was the same person, a mysterious earth immortal."

At this point, the Third Valley Master's eyes flashed with an undisguised helplessness. He sighed softly and continued, "When the old Valley Master was dying, he used up his last bit of strength to point out a secret place. Unfortunately..." He stopped talking abruptly, his face full of regret and loss, "That place is too dangerous and secretive. Even a master like him who has great magical powers, extraordinary powers, and has studied formations for many years, could only force himself to stay alive and rushed out in a panic, but he was unable to truly step into the core area."

Fairy Zixia had been listening quietly. At this moment, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her green jade fingers gently stroked the edge of the teacup. The delicate touch seemed to calm her mind. She opened her red lips and asked softly, "Earthly Immortal? This is really interesting. There are thousands of cultivators in the world, all dreaming of becoming immortals, but from ancient times to the present, no one has ever really taken that step and embarked on the path of immortality. Third Valley Master, do you know the origin of that earthly immortal?"

The Third Valley Master smiled bitterly and shook his head, his face full of self-mockery: "Fairy Jiang's question really stumped me. The old Valley Master only left a few words at the time, only mentioning that he had a great connection with Chisongzi. As for the specific identity... I'm afraid we can only have a chance to know it if we really enter that secret place." After saying that, he looked at Ye Fan and Zixia with a burning gaze, with a bit of expectation and earnestness, "I wonder if you two have the courage and are willing to go and give it a try?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and he did not rush to respond. Fairy Zixia slightly side-glanced at Ye Fan, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

After a moment, Ye Fan asked, "Where?"

The Third Valley Master's expression became more and more solemn, and he slowly uttered four words: "Xianjian Tianchi." His eyes were filled with deep awe, as if those four words carried endless mystery and pressure. "Back then, the old Valley Master had unfathomable magical powers and was a peerless genius. He made every possible preparation to explore this place. Not only did he have extraordinary cultivation, he also took a magic pill left by an ancient demon god, and used it to cultivate for 800 years, successfully entering the Xiantai secret realm. But even so, he eventually returned home with regret at Xianjian Tianchi."

Fairy Zixia's beautiful eyes moved, and suddenly she raised her eyes, her gaze like lightning, sweeping over the monkey beside her. The monkey suddenly felt a shock all over his body, as if he had been stripped naked in an instant, all his thoughts were exposed under the gaze of this woman named Jiang, and even his soul seemed to be tortured, trembling.

The Third Valley Master sensed the subtle atmosphere, and his ears slightly blushed. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Fairy Jiang really has a keen eye. To be honest, I, the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley, do have selfish motives. If the two of you can explore the secrets of the Ming Pond, I, the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley, are willing to give you generous gifts. If you need any assignments in the future, everyone in the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Ye Fan closed his eyes slightly, and carefully sensed everything around him through the fluctuations of his mind. After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Zixia, nodding slightly. The two of them exchanged glances, and they had reached a tacit understanding. After all, this matter involved the word "immortal". Anything with immortal spirit may hide a shocking opportunity. Moreover, if he could establish a good relationship through this, he could also help his old friends on Earth in the future.

Ye Fan looked at the Third Valley Master and said in a deep voice: "Take us to have a look."

Xianjian Tianchi is naturally not an ordinary place, and it is unknown to the world today. It is guarded by an ancient magic circle, and even birds cannot enter or leave on normal days.

On that day, Ye Fan, Zixia and the three valley masters left the Ten Thousand Demons Valley and headed straight for a large mountain in Shu. Mount Emei, with its layers of peaks, majestic mountains, beautiful scenery and myriad atmospheres.

The so-called Shu Mountain is a general term for the mountains near Mount Emei. Here, ancient trees are towering, clouds are broken and bridges are connected, ravines are deep and secluded, and there are streams flowing in thousands of ravines and the sound of water is gurgling. They did not stop, but turned left and right on the edge of Mount Emei, and finally entered an ancient magic circle and came to a vast uninhabited area.

"This is the Shu Mountain in the eyes of practitioners!" Ye Fan exclaimed. The peaks in front of him were straight up and down, each one was like a long sword, standing proudly under the sky, and each mountain had a sharp aura! This was the real Shu Mountain, the peaks were like swords, with a shocking momentum, as if they were about to pierce the sky.

Chisongzi left his Taoist tradition here so that future generations could learn from it and create a school of sword cultivation. This was destined when he saw these mountains and rivers.

"Here." The Third Valley Master stopped and pointed to a solitary peak in front of him, "That's where the Immortal Sword Heavenly Pond is." Zixia looked up and saw the mountain peak was like a sword, piercing the sky, with a smooth surface like a mirror, and no grass grew. A fierce killing intent swept over, and even the cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Realm felt their bodies break and their souls tremble.

Ye Fan was horrified. There was such a place in the world today. It was really scary. The Third Valley Master was pale. He barely stood in front of the mountain. He was attacked by waves of sword energy. His body was about to collapse. He felt very uncomfortable.

“This is the Fairy Sword Mountain. There is a pool on the top. It is said that this is the place where Chisongzi washed his sword. Don’t force yourself to go in, otherwise there will be a disaster!” The Third Valley Master’s face turned pale and he warned seriously, saying that the old valley master five hundred years ago was a gifted man and had taken a magic pill left by an ancient demon god. He practiced Taoism for eight hundred years and entered the secret realm of Xiantai, but finally died here.

Ye Fan said he knew. The sword energy in this place was extremely strong and clanging, as if there were tens of millions of swords in the sky, resounding through the world! The sword energy couldn't hurt him, but he had to be careful and alert, in case he was about to climb to the top of the mountain, there might be a disaster.

"Brother Ye, Miss Jiang, you must be careful!" The third valley master stepped back and shouted loudly.

Zixia and Ye Fan walked forward step by step. When they got near the mountain, there was no grass growing on it. The mountain was as smooth as a sword. The murderous aura turned into tangible substance and cut people's souls.

Ye Fan was about to rush to the top of the mountain with the Xing character formula when he was stopped by Zixia. "This is not a killing array, this is the supreme sword intent of the past! Although there is sword energy here, it has completely eliminated the killing energy and is not destructive. Otherwise, you cannot reach the top of the mountain unless you have reached the sky in cultivation. However, it is not difficult to reach the top if you want to. Just comprehend and accept this great way!"

"This is the Immortal Sword Heavenly Pond..." Ye Fan said to himself. He immediately knew that Chisongzi's true supreme Taoism was here. He didn't plan to force his way in. He first understood Chisongzi's swordsmanship and then climbed to the top of the mountain.

Zixia closed her eyes, looked at it with her heart, and felt it. An eternal light appeared, dazzling and dazzling. The next moment, nothing existed except this sword light. The sun, moon, and stars in the sky seemed insignificant, dim and without luster. The mountain under her feet also changed. The Immortal Sword Mountain was shaking. Hundreds of thousands of heavenly swords rang out, emitting dazzling light, beheading gods and splitting demons, and shocking people. Not long after, Zixia opened her eyes and saw Ye Fan holding the Bodhi seed and meditating there, and the monkey who was not allowed to enter in the distance.

"Third Valley Master! Sword cultivators focus on attacking. Once the sword is out, mountains and rivers for thousands of miles will be broken, and nothing can stop it. But in the final analysis, it is nothing more than the true meaning of one weapon breaking all laws. All things can be used as weapons, and in the end, when they are gathered together, only one weapon is used. This is Chisongzi's way, and the sword is just its form." Zixia looked at the monkey scratching his ears in the distance and pointed out.

It was not until this moment that the monkey truly realized the horror of the two people in front of him! After saying this, Zixia slowly walked towards the mountain peak. On this main peak, there are several ancient pines rooted by the lake. The age of the trees is unknown. They are like several old dragons coiled around, with ancient branches and vigorous branches stretching towards the sky. Under an ancient tree, there is a stone table, which is very crude, simple and natural, and not at all sophisticated. It is carved from a piece of rock, like a lying cow.

There were three pieces of ancient jade on it, dull in color, covered in dust for thousands of years, with bird seals engraved on them. "This is the purpose of this trip!" Zixia collected them.

Then, she came to the Sword Lake and stared at the water. It was clear and translucent, with thousands of sword lights gathered in the water. This was the sword-washing pool of Chisongzi, which contained an immortal sword light. He had lived here for most of his life. This sword pool had long been spiritual and could condense the supreme sword intent.

Zixia used the origin of her acquired chaotic body to draw out a ray of immortal sword light and absorbed it into her body to refine her body. Although the paths were different, they reached the same destination and could still be used as a reference.

(End of this chapter)