The Ji Family's Pride

Chapter 33: The Immortal's Monument
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the vast field seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze.

A young man in a black robe and a red-haired young man with a knife on his back faced the stone wall with a focused look.

Another background of the Black and White Academy is also engraved on the stone, but there are no black and white lines, and no countless paths that are mixed and integrated together.

Here there are only lines of words left by the predecessors of the Black and White Academy, which carry their countless obsessions on the road to becoming immortals, and are also one of the profound heritages of the Black and White Academy.

"The path to immortality, the path of great contention. Five ugly men leave their words!"

The most conspicuous line of words on the stone wall was shining with a faint light. The strong will that came to his face made Ji Xiaoshan seem to see an immortal cultivator fighting against the heaven and earth, against immortal cultivators, and against demons in order to keep moving forward, and finally fighting for a smooth path to heaven...

"If your heart sets your goal, you will be invincible." When Ji Xiaoshan saw this line of words, he suddenly felt a sense of self-confidence and pride. It was a determination that the path set by one's heart could not be blocked by anyone, and anyone who blocked it would be killed.

"The mortal world is corruptible, and all I want is two words - immortality."

"Be cautious and act bravely."

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Ji Xiaoshan read it line by line, feeling the determination and faith of each cultivator on their path of cultivation between the lines.

Once you have chosen your own path, or your own way, you will be resolute and keep going even if the road ahead is long.

On the road to becoming an immortal, one must either forge a path from nothing to something, or fall on the way forward. There is no third way.

The further Ji Xiaoshan read, the slower he read. Line by line, word by word, his reading was firm and pure, as if he was having a conversation with countless immortals from past generations of the Black and White Academy. His heart of Taoism was being baptized again and again.

He saw that over the long years, each of them persisted in their own hearts, adhered to their own paths, and embarked on their own unique paths of cultivation.

"Their hearts are so firm and pure!" Ji Xiaoshan sighed, "Indeed, the most important thing to have on the road of cultivating immortals is a strong heart of Tao."

"On the long road of cultivating immortals, if you have a strong heart of Taoism, you will not be crushed by setbacks or bent by difficulties in the torrent of time."

This was Ji Xiaoshan’s first feeling after reading the words left by the immortals. To be able to reach the level of an immortal, one must have already understood his own heart and knew what he wanted!
The long years of tempering also made their Dao hearts become extremely strong. Their Dao hearts are extremely pure and firm, and they are not tempted by the inner demons.

Moreover, the path to becoming an immortal is a difficult one that challenges fate.

Ji Xiaoshan glanced at Wan Nianfeng who was still comprehending the black and white diagram not far away, and then walked towards the stone tablets behind the stone wall.

The Black and White Academy has been established for countless years, and a single stone tablet cannot possibly record all the words left by the immortals.

He passed many stone tablets and looked at countless inscriptions, but at a glance he caught sight of a line of words that was glowing.

I saw a line of words in front of a huge stone wall among countless huge stone tablets.

"Holding a three-foot sword, I kill all injustices - Leave a message on my journey north"

It actually began to emit light gradually, and powerful sword intent was completely contained in those words.

When the powerful sword intent on the stone tablet was fully revealed, Ji Xiaoshan, who was very close to it, was shocked to find that he could hardly move in the face of the grand sword intent.

At this moment, in the void around him, sword intent emerged automatically, echoing the line of words heading north on the stone tablet.

"Is this the realm of swordsmanship that is close to perfection? This passive feeling is really hard to describe!"

Standing in front of the huge stone wall, the powerful sword energy emanating from the text pierced Ji Xiaoshan's soul so much that it felt slightly painful.

In the originally calm sea of ​​consciousness, the figure of a silver-haired old man appeared at some point. Suddenly, the old man began to move, and a mysterious sword aura spread.

The old man sang loudly: "What is the point of living this life?"

"I just want to be happy."

"Kill, kill, kill."

"Kill all injustice!"

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"It is better to live a happy day than to live a miserable life for a hundred years."

"My sword is a sword of joy, a sword of pleasure, a sword that kills all injustices."

The voice of the silver-haired old man echoed mightily in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Is this the swordsmanship of the Northward Sword Immortal?"

I didn't expect that I had walked a different path from Ji Ning, and now I could also resonate with the words left by the Northward Sword Immortal.

Ji Xiaoshan gathered his mind. This Northward Sword Immortal was powerful enough among the million-year-old immortals, and even in the end he would be able to rival a celestial immortal.

He, a small Purple Mansion cultivator, passively felt the sword path that originated from the immortals thousands of years ago...

After a long time, the figure of the silver-haired old man in my mind gradually disappeared.

Ji Xiaoshan slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the words "Beixing left behind" in front of him, whose light was gradually dimming, and for a moment he could not calm down.

Although this sword art is a refreshing sword art, it is also too murderous. Although Ji Xiaoshan also entered the sword art, his personality is somewhat incompatible with it.

What he seeks in this life is true freedom and ease.

The sword in his hand was a support, to make himself no longer an ant that could be killed at will, and no longer difficult to control his own destiny. But it was not for the simple desire to kill those who could be killed, to want to settle injustices, that would be too deliberate for Ji Xiaoshan.

When you see injustice, you should be willing to draw your sword. What a sword immortal seeks is freedom and perfection in his Tao heart.

But there are countless injustices in the world. If you encounter one, just draw your sword.

If I hadn't encountered him, I wouldn't have deliberately drawn my sword to restore peace to the world.

"Although the swordsmanship of this Northern Sword Immortal is somewhat different from mine, the profound realm of this swordsmanship is the same as mine!"

Ji Xiaoshan was a little dazed. Although he did not receive the "Three-Foot Sword" from the Northward Sword Immortal like Ji Ning, he could personally feel the powerful sword intent of the silver-haired old man.

This understanding of the way of swordsmanship will make his future path to becoming a sword immortal smoother, and can also provide some direction for his thinking.

Although he was devoted to swordsmanship and luckily realized the true meaning of swordsmanship in battle, he was still confused about what path he should take in the future.

Now, after observing the sword art of the Immortal Beixing that is about to reach perfection, I have gained some insights.

He had thought that after a few days, once he had the black and white pills, he would go to the Daozang Hall to exchange some sword skills. After all, he relied entirely on the Ten Thousand Swords Song, and his means of fighting the enemy were crude, and he would always suffer a lot.

The "Three-Foot Sword" by the Northward Sword Immortal is also one of the top sword techniques in the Black and White Academy. Ji Xiaoshan naturally has some thoughts about this.

Now that I have some insights into the swordsmanship of the Northward Immortal, if the academy has better swordsmanship options, I can use it as an alternative.

Ji Xiaoshan adjusted himself and then looked down from the place where the words left by Bei Xing were. He still remembered that the manual of the Black and White Academy recorded that this forest of steles contained almost all the words left by the immortals of all dynasties.

And in the deepest part, there are words left by the only celestial immortal ancestor in the history of the Black and White Academy.

Ji Xiaoshan, who was concentrating on looking at the stone tablet, did not notice that in the sky above the black and white picture, a young man in white was controlling his breath and quietly looking at the two people in front of the stone wall.

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“Judging from the aura emanating from him, he was able to trigger the sword intent fluctuations of Senior Beixing. He is definitely a potential sword immortal.” The young man in white clothes looked at Ji Xiaoshan.

"In the past, we could always see Senior Beixing teaching the three-foot sword when the sword spirits resonated with each other. Today, it's a little strange. But it's not bad. My Black and White Academy will have another sword immortal in the near future."

The young man in white turned his gaze to Wan Nian Feng, "The red-haired young man with the knife on his back should be Wan Nian Feng. This disciple is also extremely talented. The longer he comprehends the black and white diagram, the greater the benefits. However, he has not yet awakened from comprehending the black and white diagram."

The young man in white was floating quietly in the night, his mind always on the lookout.

There was a sense of water all over his body, like a huge wave flowing freely around him. He watched quietly as the young man in black walked step by step to the deepest part.

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Ji Xiaoshan read it word by word until the sun rose. He finally came to the last stone tablet with words.

It was an ancient stone tablet. The stone tablet was extremely large and had been weathered. The mottled texture on the stone surface seemed to tell the long past and was filled with the ancient breath of time.

The line of words engraved on the stone tablet is flying freely stroke by stroke, filled with inexplicable mystery.

Looking closely, the words engraved on it are not affected by the mottled stone tablet at all and are still clearly visible: "Even though my road ahead has come to an end, my original intention will not change! - Hei Baizi left his words."

Although this stone tablet has been eroded by countless years, one can still feel the solemnity and perseverance of the original inscription. Each stroke contains deep power, as if it has traveled through a long time, quietly waiting for the destined person.

"The road ahead is over? Is this the celestial immortal ancestor who established the Black and White Academy countless years ago?" Ji Xiaoshan looked at the line of text in front of him with a serious expression.

On the road to becoming an immortal, even this legendary celestial being felt that the road ahead was hopeless, and he eventually died within endless years.

In comparison, Ji Xiaoshan, who had just gained the sword insights left by the Northward Sword Immortal, had only taken a small step forward.

An inexplicable sadness diluted the slight joy in his heart.

That is a celestial being, an unattainable existence for a mere Purple Mansion cultivator like him.

"This black and white fairy must have lost hope in being pure yang after endless years, so he left behind these words!" Ji Xiaoshan thought silently in his heart as he looked at the line of words that exuded an ancient atmosphere.

"The road to becoming an immortal is difficult! Difficult! Difficult! With my talent, I should be brave and diligent while also being cautious!" Ji Xiaoshan murmured to himself, "Keep going, even if the road ahead is bumpy, I will not regret it even if I die nine times!"

"Crash!"

"Crash!"

Just as Ji Xiaoshan finished speaking, gusts of breeze suddenly rose from the depths of the forest of steles, blowing through the middle of the stone tablets, making rustling sounds.

On the mottled stone tablet where Hei Baizi left his words, a line of text suddenly changed...

It’s too late, I just finished it!
It’s time to sleep, brothers!

I had been thinking about whether to give Ji Xiaoshan a set of three-foot sword, but after thinking about it, the character he has shown these days is not suitable for the three-foot sword with too strong murderous aura. After all, he is under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. Now he is just an ordinary person who does not offend others unless they offend him.

It is also a good idea to leave behind a realization of the way of the sword. In the original novel, a copy of the Three-Foot Sword appears almost every countless years. The sword spirit is not harmonious, and he is a potential sword immortal, so it should be more reasonable for him to have some realization!

Finally, thank you all for your support!
Please continue reading!
If you have monthly tickets or recommendation tickets, please smash me to death!!!

According to the request of many brothers, the name Ji Xiaoshan is indeed a bit simple, so I changed it to Ji Junze! It should not affect the reading!

In response to the requests of old readers, it has been changed back.

To be honest, I am a bit indecisive and I will never change!
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