Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 15 Sword Sect
April fourteenth.

There are five days left until the Lingyuanze Night Market meeting with Granny Qin.

Inside the cave, Song Yan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

At this moment, his consciousness is undergoing a tremendous change.

In the vast darkness, a dozen streaks of light slowly arranged and combined to form a pattern resembling a small chessboard.

The chessboard-shaped phantom suddenly changed again.

It's like being on an ancient battlefield, where soldiers and enemy generals are locked in a bloody battle.

It's as if one is sitting serenely deep in the clouds, a hermit immersed in the beauty of nature.

It's as if, under the silent night sky, a child is gazing up at a sky full of stars.

"The master of life, who occupies its extreme, governs the four directions..."

"Borrowing the scales of heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, grasses and trees as the pieces, combining the five elements as the earth, pointing to the five planetary veins as the momentum, and man sitting on the center of heaven..."

"This is for... the Five Stars Pulse Diagnosis."

In a fleeting moment, he felt his consciousness being torn into dozens or even hundreds of tiny fragments. The intense pain instantly overwhelmed his other senses, and his mind was filled with a deafening roar.

After an unknown amount of time, the roar gradually subsided.

Inside the cave, Song Yan slowly opened his eyes.

"Is this considered... a breakthrough?"

This spiritual cultivation mantra called "Five Stars Grasping the Pulse" only contains methods of cultivation and visualization, and does not have a relatively complete system.

Therefore, he was also unsure of the level of his spiritual consciousness.

Song Yan released his divine sense, which could extend to about twenty-four or twenty-five zhang away, and he could even see the scenery outside the cave.

Falling leaves, chirping insects, dew—every sound was magnified in his eyes and ears, giving him a vague sense of...
A sense of control.

"This is the effect of enhanced divine sense. It's truly miraculous."

When Song Yan first learned this incantation, his spiritual sense improved rapidly. In just a few days, he progressed from being able to cut down three or four steles to being able to cut down twelve steles.

But after returning to his sect, he soon discovered that the speed at which he cultivated his divine sense was getting slower and slower...

In just over a month, the number of steles increased from twelve to fourteen...

After years of arduous cultivation, only today has my divine consciousness undergone a transformation, which must mean that I have broken through some minor bottleneck.

After a moment of meditation, Song Yan took out the stone bead. At this moment, the stone bead returned to its white color. He immersed his divine sense into it and returned to the Yin-Yang Realm.

He turned slightly to look at the seventeen circular ink dots on the stone tablet, then raised his eyes to gaze at the huge ink tablet that was gathering in the sky.

With divine thought, he transformed into a blade and easily sliced ​​through the first monument.

At this moment, Song Yan was able to spare some attention to carefully experience the feeling of divine consciousness transforming into a blade...

wonderful.

Each time he shattered an inkstone, a circular ink dot would light up.

By the time the seventeenth ink tablet had condensed, Song Yan's divine sense was already showing signs of exhaustion. Despite his best efforts, he still managed to transform it into a blade to meet the falling giant tablet.

boom……

"..."

Finally, as the seventeen ink tablets were shattered, the seventeen circular ink dots lit up completely!

Song Yan was already struggling to hold on, but he still refused to leave the Yin-Yang Realm, staring intently at the ink stele on the ground inscribed with the "Five Stars Grasping the Pulse" mantra.

The first thing to change was not the stone tablet, but the sky.

Song Yan looked up in the direction of the sound and saw that the shattered black "ink marks" were slowly drifting and combining, seemingly forming some kind of pattern.

"Om-"

Song Yan stared intently, only to see that the seventeen divine senses that had shattered the ink tablet had not dissipated.

At this moment, they are all buzzing together, gradually gathering and combining to form two ancient yet sharp characters...

At the same time, the stone tablet engraved with the Five Stars Pulse-Catching Formula finally underwent a change.

The text and patterns above vanished like ink in a daze, and the two characters gradually took shape and were imprinted on them.

Song Yan looked up and saw that the black and white colors in the distance outlined a magnificent and enormous phantom image of an immortal sect!

"Sword Sect..."

Song Yan murmured. He wasn't completely ignorant anymore; he still knew some basic common sense.

In the cultivation world, there are actually quite a few sects called "Sword Sect". Even in the Chu Kingdom, there are a few minor sects that are not worth mentioning, such as "Qingyuan Sword Sect" and "Lingxi Sword Sect".

The sect mainly consists of cultivators who specialize in sword control or who are skilled in crafting flying swords.

But isn't it a bit too ostentatious to name a sect directly after "Sword Sect"...?

Just as Song Yan was in a daze, the illusory landscape of the sect dissipated like ink into water.

One by one, ink symbols, scriptures, and patterns emerged from the ink and circled around Song Yan.

In a split second, the first dark rune flew straight toward him and burrowed into his brow.

Song Yan subconsciously took a few steps back, but he was only a divine sense in this space, and his speed could not keep up with the speed of the black runes.

Then, all the dark runes rushed toward his brow and disappeared into it.

Already struggling to continue due to releasing seventeen divine sense blades in succession, the dark runes now surged into his mind.

Song Yan felt a sharp pain and fainted.

……

Four days later, early morning.

As the sun rises in the east, filling the air with purple energy, most disciples who aren't too lazy will get up early to slowly cultivate and inhale the purple energy.

Song Yan did not find any record in the Qi Condensation Chapter about how this morning purple Qi was different from ordinary spiritual Qi, nor was he very clear about what made it so special.

However, this practice of gathering Qi at sunrise seems to have become a tradition throughout the Dongyuan Sect.

According to Senior Brother Lin Qing, this tradition has been passed down since the time when Daoist Li Jun came here to establish his sect.

Outside the gate, at the Sunrise Viewing Rock on East Mountain, Song Yan sat cross-legged in a secluded corner and slowly opened his eyes.

"To formally practice this 'sword technique,' one actually needs to dissipate their cultivation and start over..."

"..."

"Could this be a demonic cultivation technique?"

Song Yan was filled with doubt.

Recalling what happened that day, he was filled with doubts about this strange sect.

"Sword Sect..."

He lost consciousness in the realm of Yin and Yang that day and it took him three full days to slowly regain consciousness.

However, a message resembling a letter and a special cultivation technique appeared in his mind.

The message contained many words that Song Yan couldn't understand, or whose meaning was vague and difficult to discern.

Therefore, we can only interpret it according to his own ideas.

According to his personal understanding, this sect is called the Sword Sect, which is a sect that specializes in the way of the sword.

However, the disciples of the sect suddenly encountered a great calamity and all of them have perished.

The person who left the letter, being the sect leader, could not bear to swallow his anger, so he went to settle accounts with someone.

However, the sect was passed down from the founding master, and the lineage was broken after only four or five generations. The sect leader felt ashamed before his ancestors.

Therefore, by giving the Sword Sect's token to a destined person, we can at least have an explanation when the patriarchs of past generations come to blame us.

However, since the Sword Sect has been destroyed, there is no one to guide him to test his character and aptitude. Therefore, he can only be given the identity of an outer disciple and learn some superficial techniques of the sect.

If there is an opportunity to advance to the Golden Core stage in the future, you can enter the sect's secret area on your own and officially become an inner disciple of the sect to rebuild the Sword Sect.

"...Golden Core..."

Song Yan was speechless and choked with emotion.

Given my own abilities and level, I should be grateful if I can establish a foundation for my path in my lifetime.

Golden Core? He wouldn't even dare to dream of it.

The letter said that this sect has only been passed down for four or five generations since its founding.

Considering the current situation where, apart from himself who got the freebie, the entire sect has no disciples left, and the sect leader is missing and his fate is unknown...

Song Yan believed that this should be an ancient, leisurely sect, and in terms of scale alone, it probably couldn't even compare to the Dongyuan Sect.

This also explains why there are precious secret techniques like the Five Star Pulse Grasp that can cultivate divine sense.

(End of this chapter)