Forge your destiny into a sword, slash your soul and ascend to immortality

Chapter 125 Brother Bei's Selected Great Sword
This method of selecting a sword, which uses the spiritual energy of its own "sword box" to trigger the simultaneous resonance of ten thousand swords, is a highly efficient method summarized by the Chunyang elder.

Jing Qian listened carefully. Among the many sword sounds, the closer the vibration frequency was to that of the [Qingping Sword Box], the higher the compatibility between the sword and him.

Without using any divine sense or supernatural powers, relying solely on one's ears to distinguish the differences in timbre and frequency among thousands of sword sounds is incredibly difficult.

If he hadn't had a solid foundation in cultivation, he wouldn't have been able to successfully execute such exquisite skills.

Fortunately, he is the only third-rank disciple in the Pure Yang Heaven sect, so he can wreak havoc on the vast Hidden Sword Mountain without being disturbed.

He doesn't need to rush at all; he just needs to measure the entire treasure mountain little by little and slowly conduct a thorough search.

Jing Qian's [Qingping Sword Box] contained a great deal of abundant spiritual energy, and the sharp, melodious sound it emitted was clear and lingering, which he found extremely pleasing.

However, the accompanying noise of countless swords, mixed together, was unbearably jarring.

However, as time went by, he gradually became familiar with this method of choosing a sword.

To improve accuracy, he gradually reduced the area covered by the sword's gleam, selecting only within a range of one hundred feet.

In this way, the attention he allocates to each sword cry is enough for him to select a suitable target.

Following the guide, he carefully selected all the magic swords with frequencies more than 90% similar to the [Qingping Sword Box], including the [Lingji] magic sword.

The number was not large. It took him three days to walk from the foot of the mountain to the top, but he only found four swords that met the requirements.

The continuous listening and distinguishing of sharp sword cries had already made him dizzy, his eardrums bulged, and blood gushed from his nose.

As he carried the four great swords and stepped onto the mountaintop, he even felt a lingering sense of unease, as if he had survived a calamity.

Sharpening these countless high-level greatswords is no less challenging than fighting a great demon for three days.

Fortunately, he won in the end!
Jing Qian, filled with anticipation, carefully examined the four swords in his hands. Each one was of excellent quality, had a wonderful feel, and was exquisitely crafted.

After seeing tens of thousands of high-quality [Spiritual Machine] swords, his aesthetic appreciation of swords improved significantly.

These four swords in my hand are the best of the best, one in a million, no matter how you judge them.

After all, his [Qingping Sword Box] has a very deep foundation, not only connecting a bunch of [Destiny], but also containing a second-grade [Immortal Sword Embryo].

The [Spiritual Sword], whose rank is not high enough, is not even worthy of trying to cause trouble!

He was very confident that all four swords were complete [Spiritual Energy] of the second rank, and he would have no regrets no matter which one he chose.

All of these can raise his combat power to a new peak in a short period of time.

So he sat cross-legged atop this thousand-foot-tall treasure mountain, atop ten thousand swords, and began a crucial moment of spiritual suppression.

He then selected the most desirable and exquisite sword from the four swords, held it upside down by the hilt, and thrust it towards his own brow and sea of ​​consciousness.

If this precious sword can recognize him, it will enter his sea of ​​consciousness without any hindrance, merge with his cultivation, and become his innate [Spiritual Ability], helping him take off and crush his peers.

Jingqian was fully prepared, both physically and mentally!
The sword in his hand lived up to expectations, disappearing into the depths of his consciousness like a fish entering the water or a dragon returning to the sea, leaving only the hilt in his hand.

He was also incredibly excited!
Just as he continued to exert his strength, trying to stuff the entire second-grade divine sword into his sea of ​​consciousness, he was firmly blocked by a strange force within his sea of ​​consciousness, unable to make any progress.

At the critical moment, the power of the [Sumeru Great Dao Stele] manifested once again, blocking the [Spiritual Energy] magic sword at the entrance.

Jing Qian held the sword hilt upside down and tried again, pulling it out and inserting it back in, moving it around a few times, but it still didn't work, so he tossed aside his favorite golden sword.

It still has to be my brother Bei!
They truly upheld the bottom line, raised my aesthetic standards, and imposed strict requirements.

Protect my innocence, so I won't be deceived by that blond-haired scoundrel!
Although Jing Qian failed to accommodate the [spiritual mechanism] for the first time, he didn't mind at all.

Looking back at each of the [Sumeru Great Dao Stele]'s actions, they only brought him benefits, not harm.

It would be ideal if it could oversee the choices made by [Lingji]!
He turned around and picked up the second carefully selected second-grade [Spiritual Weapon], thrusting it into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Another round of thrusting failed to break through the barrier of the [Sumeru Great Dao Stele], and they had to give up as well.

Jing Qian shook his head, questioning his own aesthetic judgment.

He then picked up the third sword and, as before, thrust it in and out, but it was to no avail.

A sudden, ominous premonition arose within him!

Brother Bei...

He only had one last [Spiritual Energy] magic sword left that was a good match for him. If this one also failed, he would be in real trouble.

Jing Qian solemnly picked up the last sword and slowly plunged it into his sea of ​​consciousness.

I was also praying that Brother Bei would let him off the hook and not mess with his mentality too much.

As expected, the worst fears came true. This fourth sword suffered the most severe bullying so far. It had only been inserted three inches when it was pushed out by the [Sumeru Great Dao Stele].

Thus, all four second-grade [Spiritual Machines] that Jing Qian had spent three days carefully selecting were rejected.

His path to suppressing [Lingji] suddenly took a huge turn.

He sat on the mountaintop, his mind racing, thinking about the next course of action.

The sword selection guide given by Shang Xi is of no help in the current situation; he can only rely on himself.

Unfortunately, Hidden Sword Mountain suppressed him completely, preventing him from using any of his Destiny Attributes.

Without the assistance of the [Worldly Understanding], his reasoning and analytical abilities have declined significantly.

After much deliberation, he got up and went down the mountain.

This time, he moved very slowly and observed much more carefully.

Any sword that catches his eye, regardless of its grade or whether it suits him, he simply picks it up and thrusts it repeatedly into his forehead.

He chose the most rudimentary method: exhaustive search, trying every possible spiritual opportunity in the entire Hidden Sword Mountain.

As long as he is diligent enough and works hard enough, he can try out all the [Spiritual Ability] flying swords in front of the [Sumeru Great Dao Stele] and eventually find a great sword that suits the Stele's taste.

And so, Jing Qian embarked on a unique journey of choosing a sword!

He abandoned all skills and strategies, transformed into a laborer, and began carrying bricks.

The area of ​​Hidden Sword Mountain is quite large, and if every single Spirit Sword were to be found, the workload would be more than ten times greater than using the sword resonance matching method.

At first, he was very interested and carefully observed and commented on each flying sword.

But as time went on, he became increasingly strutting around like a student, and he became more and more mechanical.

Later on, he became completely unrestrained, picking things up and sticking them in, then throwing them away and leaving, without even burying them.

Even so, he searched the entire treasure mountain thoroughly and worked tirelessly for ten days without sleep.

The people in Jingqian are completely numb!

His first inventory revealed a total of 14,562 powerful [Spiritual Energy] flying swords, of which 865 were primordial embryonic swords.

After trying them one by one, they were all rejected by the [Sumeru Great Way Stele].

Throughout the entire Hidden Sword Mountain, among tens of thousands of powerful Spiritual Swords, not a single one met the standards of the Sumeru Great Dao Stele!

Jing Qian conducted an in-depth critique and self-criticism!
He turned around and plunged back into Hidden Sword Mountain. This time, he dug deep and searched even more thoroughly.

After all that effort, we indeed made some new discoveries!
Building upon the foundation laid in the first round, he identified and addressed any shortcomings, and indeed managed to extract sixteen more flying swords from the gaps and blind spots.

Unfortunately, these swords still couldn't break through the barrier of the [Sumeru Great Dao Stele].

Left with no other option, Jing Qian had to start the third and fourth rounds of investigations again.

Throughout the hundreds of thousands of years of history of Chunyang Heaven, no one understands Cangjian Mountain better than him.

But this is completely useless!
He searched back and forth seven times, finding four more flying swords, but still failed to pass Brother Bei's judgment.

Jing Qian was completely broken down!

He was even somewhat obsessed; whenever he saw a long, thin object, regardless of whether it was a sword or not, he would want to pick it up and stab himself.

Many disciples of the Pure Yang Heaven have only one chance in their lifetime to enter the Hidden Sword Mountain.

If the sword selection fails, then a powerful ally will be lost.

Jing Qian was extremely confident in his swordsmanship; he absolutely did not believe he would fail in his sword selection.

There must still be a flying sword he hasn't found in this Hidden Sword Mountain!
He suddenly stopped searching, found a random spot, and began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing.

He's searched thoroughly enough!
If it still can't be found, then the way this sword was hidden must have broken with convention.

Instead of searching blindly, he retrieved all the memories from the seven rounds of mountain searches over the past month and analyzed them frame by frame.

This time, he began to try reverse thinking from multiple angles, looking for blind spots in his own thinking and vision.

After some time, he seemed to have gained some insight, so he stood up again and walked down the stone steps.

The stone steps beneath his feet were the only path to Baoshan, and he had overturned each and every one of them countless times.

He found a total of seven swords from beneath the stone steps, a considerable haul.

This time, however, he did not continue to climb the stone steps, but instead walked all the way to the middle of the stairs.

Starting from the first stone step at the foot of the mountain, at the bottom of the 777th stone step, Jing Qian once found a remarkable sword.

This time, however, he focused his attention on the 777th stone step itself.

These stone steps are all cut from an unknown precious stone, each step is four feet long, square in shape and regular in form.

Looking at the stone steps themselves, there are thousands of steps from top to bottom, and there is no obvious difference between them. If you change the order, you will not be able to tell them apart.

However, this 777th stone step is slightly different from the others.

At one end of this long stone staircase, there is a hole about the thickness of a baby's arm.

The hole was inconspicuous, yet it made it stand out from the many stone steps, allowing Jing Qian to recall it from his memory. He walked up to the stone steps, hoisted them onto his shoulder, and continued walking down the mountain.

He walked all the way to the end of the stone steps, which was the entrance to Hidden Sword Mountain. If he went any further, he would leave the treasure mountain.

On one side of this entrance stands a sign with an inscription in ancient seal script:
"The Pure Yang Cave is a heavenly paradise, and the Hidden Sword Mountain is a treasure land!"

However, for some reason, the sign was slightly tilted to one side.

This was naturally Jing Qian's doing; he removed the sign during the third round of the major search.

He even used the bamboo pole supporting the sign as a sword, stabbing himself several times.

This time, he's causing trouble again.

He then stood the stone he was carrying upside down on the ground, revealing the hole at the top.

Then he took down the sign and pulled out the bamboo pole stuck in the ground.

This bamboo pole is lush and green, about four feet long, and divided into eight sections of uniform length; it is no ordinary thing.

Then, he took the bamboo pole, aimed it at the hole in the stone slab, and with great force, shoved it in.

"Click!"

The raised bamboo joints, like precisely designed locks, are directly embedded into the stone strip, forming a complete "sword" with the stone strip!
This unique sword is made of stone steps from a staircase. It is four feet long, square, and has only edges and no blade.

The bamboo pole was inserted two and a half feet into the sword, with the remaining one and a half feet protruding outside, serving as the hilt. It felt excellent in Jing Qian's hand.

He couldn't help but grip the bamboo with both hands and lift the giant sword horizontally.

Then, he adopted a stance and performed a move from the Jing Family Bagua Sword technique called "Pan Yan Pi Gua".

The powerful greatsword in his hand actually produced a violent roar that shattered the surrounding air.

Who can carry me up this staircase?
Then, Jing Qian turned the staircase upside down, twisted his neck, and used his forehead to forcefully smash into its sharp edges.

However, the giant sword still did not enter his sea of ​​consciousness.

However, this failed ambush was different from the tens of thousands of previous failures!
This time, it wasn't the [Sumeru Great Dao Stele] that was preventing the giant sword from entering his sea of ​​consciousness; rather, the giant sword in his hand was suddenly generating a tremendous repulsive force, actively refusing to enter.

Jing Qian's sea of ​​consciousness was like a dragon's den or a tiger's lair to this section of the stairs; he was determined not to enter.

It was the reaction of the stairs that confirmed Jing Qian's suspicion that the sword in his hand was the hidden model he had been searching for.

He once again banged his head against the giant sword, held it in his arms, and began to fully unleash his spiritual power, connecting with the giant sword.

A month had passed, and Jing Qian's heart was filled with a deep anger, which was now being channeled into suppressing the giant sword.

With unwavering resolve, he used his head as a hammer, banging it repeatedly against the stairs.

Whether it was because he was too stubborn or the stairs were sturdy enough, his tightly closed [Six Paths of Reincarnation and Three Lives Eyes] were actually cracked open by his knocking.

In a mere instant, his divine eye had scanned the entire staircase, and the information entered Jing Qian's mind directly:

【The Primordial Form of the Legend of Sword and Fairy】

[Rank: First Grade]

With my body, I will become the god within your heart, traversing countless worlds to forge a true sword.

Good heavens! No matter who hid this primordial embryo, I'll drag it into my sea of ​​consciousness no matter what!

Jing Qian kowtowed repeatedly, his arms gripping her tightly, refusing to let go.

Even this [Immortal Sword Embryo] had to be suppressed by [Hidden Sword Mountain]. Despite its repeated refusals, it couldn't use any magic power.

Jing Qian had already kowtowed so hard that his head was bleeding profusely, staining the sword on the stairs with bright red blood.

Immediately afterwards, a golden thread emerged from his brow and sea of ​​consciousness, following his blood and winding towards the [Immortal Sword Embryo].

This golden thread was formed from the accumulated cultivation of the Pure Yang Immortal Refining Sword Dao Book, and it coiled into an Immortal Sword Embryo, which was hidden in his sea of ​​consciousness.

But now, this [Immortal Sword Embryo] has actually disintegrated, binding the [Immortal Sword Primordial Embryo] tightly from head to toe.

The originally ordinary stone staircase, after being wrapped with gold thread, was covered with dark gold seal script, and its temperament was completely changed.

The bamboo sword hilt was also wrapped with gold thread, which was non-slip, sweat-proof, and provided a better feel.

Most importantly, once the [Immortal Sword Embryo] entangled the [Immortal Sword Primordial Embryo], the Primordial Embryo's resistance and opposition to it were completely suppressed.

After Jing Qian once again rammed his head against the sword, the wide sword, which was over a meter long, finally disappeared into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Without hesitation, Jing Qian turned around and walked out of Hidden Sword Mountain. He sat inside Pure Yang Cave and began his secluded cultivation.

Having finally obtained a sword that even Brother Bei acknowledged, he had no regrets about his trip to Baoshan. He then devoted himself wholeheartedly to refining the [Immortal Sword Embryo].

Looking at Hidden Sword Mountain again, it seemed to have suddenly awoke from its slumber and begun a violent tremor!

On the mountain of treasures, ten thousand swords rang out in unison, as if welcoming or bidding farewell.

……

On the land of [Ruins Continent], the two remaining living beings are communicating. The old white ox speaks, asking:
"Master, Chixiao has only been a disciple for a few days. Can he handle things?"

"If all else fails, I'll have to go myself."

"Although my [Destiny Star] is shattered, I can still maintain the minimum level of [Star Picking] cultivation. Considering the blessing of the title, I am still stronger than Chi Xiao."

But Shang Xi shook his head and replied:
"Don't underestimate him. If he can obtain a second-grade [Spiritual Weapon], his talent and foundation will be comparable to my master's aunt."

But the old ox looked incredulous and said:
"Even though we're trapped in this cage, I can't believe that any disciple can catch up with Zhenmiao."

"Perhaps the only way to catch up with her is when she herself is reincarnated and returns one day?"

Shang Xi continued:
"Uncle Niu, just keep an eye on things and don't worry about it anymore."

"I can't wait any longer, so I'll go ahead. After Chi Xiao comes out and takes the lotus root, find a place to hide the Sword-Sharpening Cliff."

"Don't worry, sir. Old Niu still has some influence in [Juzhou]. He can just find a demon king's cave to hide in, and the affairs of the Divine Dynasty shouldn't bother me."

Shang Xi nodded and turned to leave.

Although Old White Ox was a long-time employee of [Pure Yang Heaven], he did not activate [Pure Yang Golden Eyes].

Otherwise, if it opened its divine eyes, it would see that on Shangxi's back was a little girl with a sword through her heart, blood gushing out of the wound.

……

After the [Immortal Sword Primordial Embryo] entered the Purple Mansion, it stirred up quite a bit within Jing Qian's sea of ​​consciousness.

It broke free from the suppression of Hidden Sword Mountain, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins. Even with the restraint of the Immortal Sword Embryo, it charged recklessly, knocking Jing Qian until he bled from all seven orifices.

Among all his collections, this [Immortal Sword Primordial Embryo] is the only top-tier immortal treasure that exceeds the second rank, second only to the [Sumeru Great Dao Stele].

Suppressing this primordial embryo is no easy task.

Jing Qian had already summoned the [Sage Image], firmly enveloping his physical body within the image, and maximizing his supernatural powers.

Given the significant disparity in other [Spiritual Ability] rank, only [Three Lives Eye] and [Immortal Sword Embryo] can, to a certain extent, limit [Immortal Sword Primordial Embryo].

Therefore, Jing Qian's brows furrowed slightly as he frantically consumed his lifespan to suppress the [Immortal Sword Embryo].

But he knew clearly that this was not a long-term solution!
Such a high-grade [Spiritual Energy] embryo will never submit to him unless he nurtures it into a [Destiny].

Time passed quietly during his practice, and Jingqian's forehead gradually became covered with fine beads of sweat.

He kept adjusting his state, trying to find a way to communicate with the [Sword Primordial Embryo], but ultimately failed.

The Immortal Sword Primordial Embryo forcefully shattered his sea of ​​consciousness and returned to the Pure Yang Cave Heaven.

The breach in his sea of ​​consciousness severely injured Jing Qian. A bud in his heart instantly disintegrated, and boundless life force poured into his body, allowing him to recover from his injuries in the blink of an eye.

But the emotional wounds inflicted are difficult to heal quickly!
It is intolerable that someone would try to run away with the Yuan Tai that I worked so hard to obtain!
Jing Qian enveloped himself in the [Sage Appearance], his magical power surged, and he unleashed boundless sword light, slashing towards the [Immortal Sword Embryo]. Within the sword light, various divine wonders were contained.

He knew that the sword light was far too weak compared to the Yuan Tai level, and was therefore of little use.

But he had already exhausted all his resources and had no other choice!
However, to Jing Qian's surprise, the [Immortal Sword Embryo] calmed down after being struck by the sword light and stopped resisting.

He had a sudden inspiration, and with a quick glance from his [Three Lives Eye], he immediately discovered the root cause.

All his sword light transformed, and the [Longevity Sword] slashed wildly, transferring large amounts of his lifespan into the [Immortal Sword Embryo].

This miraculous primordial embryo, infused with the life force, slowly fell into a deep slumber.

Jing Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and picked up the [Immortal Sword Embryo] in his hand.

After leaving Hidden Sword Mountain, this nascent sword finally revealed its true sharpness. Although it still resembled a staircase, it was a heavy sword without a sharp edge, simple yet powerful, with extremely strong magical power within.

In terms of its physical properties alone, it is undoubtedly the strongest, hardest, and most powerful thing Jing Qian has ever seen.

If it weren't for the deep bond between the [Immortal Sword Embryo] and it, Jing Qian, with his small arms and legs, wouldn't have been able to lift the [Immortal Sword Primordial Embryo] at all.

He gripped the greatsword he had painstakingly acquired in his hand, and swung it in a powerful cement flourish, feeling that this was the weapon a real man should possess.

Leaving aside magical powers and supernatural abilities, the sheer physical output from smashing the greatsword alone is enough to crush all monsters and demons.

This is the suppression of status that comes from the very nature of being a first-class official.

As the saying goes, no one can stop me from climbing this staircase!

The Three-Life Eyes flashed, and its new deduction task was to figure out how to integrate this great sword into its own combat system.

However, the most important thing right now is to quickly and successfully refine this [Immortal Sword Embryo].

Jing Qian continued to sit cross-legged, sparing no effort in using his lifespan, and unleashing more and more of the [Longevity Sword] upon the [Immortal Sword Embryo].

(End of this chapter)