Chapter 297: The Immortal in the Painting
Among the 100,000 mountains, one sect will transcend it.
Above the ten thousand steps, the Sword Sect stood tall.
Guiyi Sect and Sword Sect are approaching, and there are late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators personally presided over the spaceship formation. It took less than three days to see the vast staircase that is invisible to the end.
Although it is a ten thousand stairs, ten thousand stairs are just a virtual finger. In fact, few people have counted how many levels of the stairs there are in the Sword Sect Mountain Gate. People of different strengths come to the Sword Sect, and the number of stairs they face is different.
As soon as the spaceship of Guiyi Sect approached the ten thousand steps, a wave of spiritual power spread in the distance, and an invisible light curtain broke open, and Ke Sheng saw the panoramic view of the Sword Sect.
The overall style of the Sword Sect is very similar to that of the sword cultivator. It looks majestic and tall at a high level, but it is decorated with flowers and plants, which fades the sharp and majestic.
It’s not like what it feels like, but when you see this scene, a feeling will arise in your heart - this is the Sword Sect.
The spaceship stopped at the Sword Sect Mountain Gate. The head of the Sect, Wendaofeng Peak, was welcomed by the Sword Sect's head. The remaining Qi training period, Foundation Building period, and Jiedan stage disciples were all placed in their residences. There were also inner disciples of the corresponding level who stayed to introduce the scenery of the Sword Sect to the disciples of Guiyi Sect and took them to visit the Sword Sect.
Guiyi Sect is the leader of the righteous path, and Jiansen is second. There is competition and communication between the two sects. This time, the disciples of the Jiansen made great efforts to surprise the disciples of Guiyi Sect.
"Dear fellow Taoists, I will take you to the sword test platform to watch. The sword test platform of our sect plays a similar role as the trial platform of the Guiyi sect. We should communicate and confirm it with each other."
The disciple of the Sword Sect personally led the way. He and Jian Ji were old acquaintances. As he walked, he asked Jian Ji: "Wen Daofeng's generation, someone can practice the Inquiry Sword Technique. Our Sword Sect has not felt the power of Inquiry Sword Technique for many years."
Jian Ji looked plain, but he didn't give in to the topic at all. "It depends on the opportunity, but Brother Song, don't forget that I did not stand by the sword technique of asking for help."
The disciple of the head of the Sword Sect curled his lips and smiled, with his eyebrows slightly bent, "Now that the people from other sects have not arrived yet, so the disciples of our two sects can communicate well."
Ke Sheng stood silently on the edge of the crowd. Although no one excluded him, he did not get in the middle. He could not become the focus and did not like to attract attention.
The people from the Sword Sect took care of the disciples in the Qi training stage and used flying magic weapons to carry everyone to the sword test platform.
At all parts of the sword test platform, disciples of the Sword Sect wearing white black robes were gathered together to discuss their cultivation, or practice sword moves together... A special market was opened on the east side of the sword test platform for the disciples to set up stalls to sell their unnecessary things.
In terms of the level of excitement, the sword test platform is not weaker than the trial platform of the same sect.
Ke Sheng planned to take the path of Jiandao. After seeing the grand occasion of the sword test platform, he couldn't help himself.
"You are the junior brothers and sisters who can act freely. If you see Lie Xinxi, you will be willing to go to the scene and have a chance to compete. But don't lose my reputation as a sect." Jian Ji also understood everyone's experience of Lie Xinxi, and turned around to say to everyone.
Ke Sheng followed the crowd and found a place where disciples in Qi Practice stage discussed and joined them.
A disciple of the Sword Sect looked up and looked at the Guiyi Sect costume on him for a few more times, then lowered his head, and didn't care too much.
To put it bluntly, their cultivation level is too low. The disciples of Guiyi Sect need to compare with the disciples of the Sword Sect, and they are basically in the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Dan-Cultivation Stage.
During the year of Guiyi Sect, Ke Sheng read a lot of classics, and a monk in the Transformation Stage occasionally advised him, so Ke Sheng could give many unique insights about Qi training Stage and chatted with everyone enthusiastically.
Until it got dark, Ke Sheng returned to his residence. He was about to walk into his yard when the disciple of the Sword Sect whom he had seen this morning suddenly stepped forward to stop him, "But Junior Brother Ke?"
Ke Shengqi said: "That's right, I don't know this senior brother..."
The disciple of the Sword Sect stern sternly looked up and raised his hand to signal, "Master Song is welcome."
On the way, Heng Yu had already told Ke Sheng why he came to the Sword Sect, so he was mentally prepared for summoning him early.
But when he thought of being summoned by a god-transforming ancestor, Ke Sheng became nervous when the matter was about to come. He took a breath and calmed down his thoughts, "Please wait for a while for senior brother."
After entering the house to get the scroll, Ke Sheng left with the disciples of the Sword Sect.
The disciple of the Sword Sect raised his hand and blew a whistle. A fearless lion of the Dan-stage spirit beast gradually flew out from the horizon and stopped in front of Ke Sheng.
"Junior brother, please."
The two went up, and the fearless lion roared, stepped on the void, and flew towards the back mountain.
Jian Ji happened to return to his residence from outside. He looked at the fearless lion who was gradually making news in the sky, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his heart.
As he approached the back mountain, the fearless lion fell down. The disciple of the Sword Sect patted its head and handed over a spiritual pill. The fearless lion swallowed it in one mouthful, and then left with satisfaction.
"Junior brother, here..." Before he could finish his words, a figure flashed in front of Ke Sheng and the others.
She wore a long black dress with extraordinary temperament. She had a surging spiritual energy on her body that covered Song Ning's appearance. With Ke Sheng's cultivation, she could not see Song Ning's appearance clearly.
"Old ancestor, why are you..." The disciple of the Sword Sect was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Song Ning to suddenly appear here.
Song Ning waved his hand and his eyes fell on the scroll in Ke Sheng's hand, "You retreat first, this little friend comes with me."
As soon as she waved her hand, Ke Sheng found that she had left the place just now and came to a cave. The cave was rich in spiritual energy, and it was a treasure land that was hard to see in the world. Especially after the Dharma-Ending Age, there were fewer places with such rich spiritual energy.
"I thought you had fallen, but I didn't expect you to meet my old friend again in my lifetime. But you are a little miserable now." Song Ning chuckled, raised his hand and the vast spiritual energy condensed in the cave.
Heng Yu's figure emerged, and the body was temporarily shaped with the help of the spiritual energy condensed by Song Ning.
She slowly sat down opposite Song Ning, first glanced at Ke Sheng, "You go out first, this place is rich in spiritual energy and is a rare place for cultivation."
After sending Ke Sheng out, Heng Yu turned his gaze to Song Ning. Song Ning's figure was a little vague, and there was a magic weapon hanging on his head that was unknown at what level and emitted a trace of chaos.
There will be inexplicable laws in the way of heaven that prevent cultivators from returning to the lower level from the high level world. It is so difficult to return to the Canglan Continent from the immortal world. It is only Song Ning for tens of thousands of years.
Heng Yu knew that she must have made a lot of preparations for the lower realm, and the magic weapon on her head should have the function of blocking the detection of the Heavenly Way.
Song Ning noticed her gaze and smiled and said, "I learned about you a year ago, but I and Fu Xiuzhu and the others have prepared for a year. They have spent a lot of chaos magic weapons and array materials to barely open a hole in the two realms so that I can return to the lower realm and stay for a month."
Whether it was Song Ning, Fu Xiuzhu and others, they were all her close friends back then.
Both of them were free and easy, and they didn't feel much about it. They looked at each other and smiled at Heng Yu and changed the topic, "How is it in the fairy world?"
"There are countless beauties in human spirit and earth. I am so beautiful that I am so happy that I almost don't want to come back even if I know you have appeared." Song Ning touched his chin and sighed, as if he remembered the fairy world where handsome men are prevalent.
"Is that so? It's a pity that someone has a thief heart but no courage."
Song Ning curled his lips and his expression finally became serious, "What happened to you back then? You have clearly passed the thunder tribulation. We all thought you had ascended to the fairy world, but you could never find your trace in the fairy world. You are not in a hurry to recover your body now. It is really a secret that you did not ascend to the fairy world back then."
Heng Yu pursed her lips and chuckled. She could fool her in front of Ke Sheng, but she would not be able to fool her in front of Song Ning. She had to shake her head, "Some things are hard to reveal, but there is no need to worry about me. I could plot against the way of heaven thousands of years ago. Who in the world can plot against me?"
Song Ning's expression was slightly relaxed and his body relaxed, "I'm confident."
The two of them didn't say anything anymore. Song Ning took out the tea he had treasured for a long time, and Heng Yu made tea by himself.
The fragrance of tea is filled with mist, and the rusty that has not been seen for many years seems to completely dissipate when the fog is swirling.
Chapter completed!