Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 57: Sword Leaving the Mountain
Li Fan woke up from the picture. The white-haired old man was still sitting there with his back to him, just like he was sitting alone on the top of the mountain in the picture.

Li Fan knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Disciple Li Fan, greetings to Master."

How could he not know at this moment that the old man in front of him was the old blind man's master.

The spirit turned into a sword, the sword left the mountain, entered the Dali Imperial City, and brought the old blind man back. What a style! Even a sword immortal could be like this.

The old man, whose oil lamp was almost running out, brought the old blind man back at the cost of his own death.

Li Shan, a sword cultivator.

"Do you still want to learn?" asked the old man.

"Learn." Li Fan bowed his head, raised his head and looked at the old man's back with awe.

In this world, he is probably the only one who has the right to scold the old blind man. It is natural for him to scold him. If the old blind man were still here, he would have to kneel down and take the scolding.

"He has his own personality, and the disciples he accepted are also like him. One wants to destroy Jian Valley, and the other refuses to learn my swordsmanship." said the old man.

Li Fan: “…”

He didn't dare to talk.

"There are different sword techniques in the world. Those who practice swordsmanship can comprehend sword techniques according to their own sword path. Today I will teach you the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man. It is not a sword technique, but a method of using a sword." The old man said, "Did you remember what I taught you before?"

"I've got that." Li Fan nodded.

"Those who practice martial arts have martial spirit, and sword practitioners have sword spirit. You have already touched the sword spirit. Secondly, you must unite the man and the sword and enter the realm of heaven and man in the sword way. Only when you enter this realm can you use the art of heaven and man nine declines. If you use it, every time you draw the sword, it is the peak of sword practice. The sword spirit, will, and courage of the sword practitioner are all concentrated on this sword. Without understanding the sword spirit and having a strong will, you cannot practice this art. Once this sword art is used, there is no way back. You can only keep breaking through your own limits. Every subsequent sword will surpass the previous peak sword, until the sword practitioner's energy is exhausted. Some people can only draw one sword with this sword art, while those with outstanding talent can draw three swords. When I am at my peak, I can draw nine swords, so I named it heaven and man nine declines."

"Of course, you may decline after just one sword strike. If you have the talent to strike the tenth or eleventh sword strike in the future, you can also rename it."

"In addition, you can use this to perform any sword techniques or sword moves."

"Yes, Master." Li Fan nodded respectfully.

"Let's start." The old man spoke lightly, still with his back to Li Fan, but on his body, there was a phantom walking towards Li Fan. This phantom was like a divine weapon, carrying a tremendous sword intent, walking towards Li Fan.

"This is..." Li Fan's heart was shaken. This was the sword he had seen in his previous memory, the last sword of his master before his death.

The master was letting him experience the nine declines of heaven and man.

A second shadow walked out from the old man, with even stronger sword energy.

Then the third, fourth... nine phantoms appeared, sword energy soared into the sky, and in this world of swords, the sky and the earth seemed to be torn apart.

The nine swords merged into one and simultaneously moved into Li Fan's body, overlapping with his figure.

"Tell him I forgive him."

The old man's voice rang in Li Fan's mind, and then he saw the white-haired figure gradually become illusory, turning into countless points of light, and dissipating bit by bit between heaven and earth.

Li Fan was touched. 'He', of course, refers to his master.

He calmed his mind and comprehended the sword art taught by his master.

This time, Li Fan spent three days in comprehension.

Three days later, sword energy began to flow through Li Fan's body. He sat on a large rock, and an invisible sword energy flow formed around him. This scene made many people look at him with surprise.

At this time, Li Fan, who was still practicing, was like a sword. The man was the sword.

Moreover, the sword intent became stronger and stronger, and seemed to be constantly rising.

Even at this moment, the broken swords in the Sword Valley were clanging and moving as if they had come alive and were restless.

"What's going on?" Everyone's heart trembled and they looked at Li Fan. Was it because of the sword art he practiced that made these swords restless?

"What kind of sword art is this inherited?" the people around thought to themselves.

There were also people who knew what was going on and saw that Li Fan had now entered a realm of swordsmanship, where man and sword became one.

This sword tradition seems to be extraordinary.

Lu Yuan, who was practicing, was also awakened. She took a look at the strange scene in the Sword Valley, a strange look appeared in her beautiful eyes, and then she looked at Li Fan.

At this time, Li Fan had already mastered three sword techniques, which was beyond the vast majority of people.

Here, she is the only one who has five swords, and the other is Xie Can, who has three swords, just like Li Fan.

At this moment, Li Fan opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a sharp sword in his pupils.

"This is the realm of heaven and man in the way of swordsmanship." Li Fan said to himself, and then the sword intent in his body gradually subsided.

To experience the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man, one must first enter the Heaven and Man realm of swordsmanship, where essence, energy and spirit become one, and man and sword become one, entering a state of selflessness where only the sword exists.

This is also the sword art that the master pursues. Only when you reach the realm of heaven and man in sword art can you use the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man. If you use this sword technique, every sword you strike out will be a sword of peak strength. With every sword strike, the human body will go from strong to weak. If you want to strike out one more sword, you will need to fight with your own will.

It took Li Fan three full days to enter the realm of the sword.

Just as Li Fan was practicing in Jian Valley.

Away from the mountain village, the village was as quiet and peaceful as usual.

At this time, several figures came to the entrance of the village.

There were five people in the group, an old man, a middle-aged man, and two people walking behind.

In front of them, there was a young man in his thirties with two teenagers.

The old man has white hair and is obviously of a certain age.

The two young men were very young, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old. One of them was gentle and refined, with a bit of youthfulness, while the other was wearing golden clothes and had a bit of sharpness. "Tai'a, this is Lishan." The old man looked up at the mountain range ahead, as if he hadn't seen it for a long time.

"This is Lishan." The gentle young man also looked up, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

“Tai’a, Lishan is the holy land of swordsmanship in the world, you must have a sense of awe.” said the old man.

"Disciple knows." The young man responded respectfully.

The master told him that Lishan and the place where they were located had always been the pinnacle of Dali swordsmanship.

But now, Lishan is gradually withering, and outside rumors say that this sect will be overthrown and cease to exist in the near future.

Even so, the master still had awe for Lishan. The sword of Lishan was naturally extremely powerful, and he dared not disrespect it.

“Isn’t it our Lingxiao Pavilion who is the best in Dali swordsmanship?” the young man in golden clothes retorted.

"Zi Li, for thousands of years, Lishan swordsmanship has been the best. However, in recent years, Lishan swordsmanship has begun to weaken." The old man responded.

The young man named Zili nodded, but his eyes were still somewhat arrogant.

The group walked into the village. The butcher Lu Gang was chopping meat and his daughter Xiaoya was sitting beside him. When Xiaoya saw the young man named Tai'a, she was stunned and thought to herself, what a handsome boy! He was only slightly inferior to Brother Xiaofan.

The butcher's knife suddenly stopped. He looked up at the people in front of him and saw that the old man looked like an ordinary person, smiling and nodding at him.

The young man also bowed to him. Since this was Lishan, even the people in the village must have their own strengths, and he should respect them.

Butcher Lu Gang's gaze was fixed there, his eyes were more solemn than ever before, and his hand holding the knife became unstable and trembled slightly.

When that group of people walked past him, Lu Gang felt as if his whole body was soaked.

"Lishan is in trouble." A thought came to Lu Gang's mind. He had been in the village for decades and had met many people, including big shots in Lishan.

However, this was the first time he felt such great pressure.

The old man just passed by him, but Lu Gang felt a terrifying sword intent hidden within.

Leaving the mountain, a top-level swordsman arrived.

He was naturally aware of the danger of Li Shan, and was afraid that he was here to cause trouble.

The group continued walking in the village. As they passed by, many villagers looked at the five people, young and old. The young man named Tai'a would bow and greet everyone he saw, and was very polite.

This made the villagers feel a little strange, as such a polite young man made their malicious intent seem a little narrow-minded.

The young man continued walking forward and heard the sound of reading in front of him. A scholar holding a book walked out of the hut. The old man looked at the scholar and knew his origins.

This scholar should be that man's disciple.

The scholar looked at them gently, holding the scroll in his right hand and putting it behind his back. Then he bowed to the old man and said, "Mu Changqing greets you, senior."

The old man nodded in return and said, "Tai'a, Zili, nice to meet you, Mr. Mu."

The young man bowed when he heard the old man's words and said, "I, Jiang Tai'a, greet Mr. Mu."

Mu Changqing glanced at the young man and thought to himself, what a nice young man! He reminded him of his junior brother.

"What is the purpose of your trip, senior?" Mu Changqing asked. His voice was gentle, without any sense of hostility, and he exuded a scholarly air.

Not far from him, the buffalo had been standing there motionless since the old and young arrived, staring at the group of people in front of it with its huge eyes.

"They have been admiring the Sword of Lishan, so I brought them here to see it." The old man responded, and there was no sense of hostility from him either.

Mu Changqing glanced at the young man and nodded slightly.

"Please go ahead, senior. I won't see you off." Mu Changqing made way.

"Thank you." The old man nodded, and the group walked past Mu Changqing. When passing by the buffalo, the old man glanced at the buffalo.

The group walked forward and headed into the mountain.

Mu Changqing looked at the backs of several people and sighed in his heart, since some people have arrived, the people behind should be here soon, right?

He looked outside the village, shook his head, then returned to the room to continue teaching. The sound of reading aloud could be heard from the room again.

The old and the young walked forward, walked into the mountain, and headed directly towards the main peak.

When they were about to reach the main peak, their whereabouts had already been discovered. Many people around them looked at the group of old and young, flying on swords, standing around them, with sword intent surging in their bodies, ready to take action at any time.

The old man was no longer as calm as before. At this moment, the faint sword aura on his body made people around him feel extremely dangerous.

The group of people flew in the air as if they were walking on flat ground, walking step by step towards the top of Jianfeng Mountain.

In front of the sea of ​​clouds, on the sword peak, and on the edge of the cliff, many figures appeared. They were all filled with sword intent. They looked towards the sea of ​​clouds in front, staring at the figures approaching.

The five men were getting closer and closer, and were about to step onto the sword peak. The figures standing in the front were surging with sword intent, and were ready to attack.

"let."

A voice came from the direction of the hall behind them, and those who wanted to take action immediately extinguished their sword intent and dodged to the side.

A group of people walked past them, stepped onto the main peak of the mountain hand in hand, and walked towards the main hall step by step.

Coming to the broad square in front of the main hall, the young man looked up at the majestic and ancient main hall in front of him. They had left the mountain and arrived.

The old man looked up at the ancient palace in front of him and said, "Lingxiao Pavilion, ask Jian Lishan."

(End of this chapter)