Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 159 Hidden Cloud Cave (Part Two)
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Song Yan was lost in thought, feeling somewhat puzzled.

This is a small grotto-heaven realm, which is to put it bluntly, a small world within a certain spiritual treasure.

Why does the Yin-Yang Bead react here?
Could it be that a sword cultivator perished here in ancient times?
still is……

Song Yan thought of his own sect leader.

From the initial sword that blotted out the sky on the Daoist platform to the intangible sword intent hidden in the handwritten letter on New Year's Eve.

All appearances point to one thing.

That was their own sect leader, who was also a "sword cultivator".

Song Yan never believed that the sword cultivation inheritance he obtained from the Yin-Yang Pearl was unique in the world.

The "Records of Evil Cultivation" alone records three sword cultivation schools, and each school naturally has more than one sect.

Even if those sword cultivators were truly wiped out overnight, there will always be someone in this world who will be fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of what happened.

"..."

Take a deep breath and gather your thoughts for a moment.

"We'll find out once we go and see for ourselves, no matter what."

The Yin-Yang Pearl can only provide a hint, but its guidance on clues is extremely elusive.

It's as if this part of the function is missing.

Fortunately, there are other methods.

This is a good opportunity to test whether the Xuan'e Bailing Mask can actually help track down clues about sword cultivators.

Previously, Song Yan had been unable to condense his natal flying sword, so his idea of ​​using a masked figure to track him had not been put into practice.

Now, I can finally give it a try.

The sword remained still, summoning the Unmoored Boat from the Sword Palace of the Dao.

However, how to differentiate the "sword spirit" that can be used for tracking has become a problem.

This point is not recorded in any of the sword techniques.

"Hmm... The spiritual energy required for the Xuan'e Bailing Mask is not much, so the spiritual intent required should not be much either."

With a flick of his sword finger, the Unmoored Boat's spiritual light surged, and its sword energy instantly became powerful.

At the same time, at its edge, a wisp of fine but sharp sword energy was slowly guided and gradually merged into the mask.

The wood-elemental spiritual energy previously introduced into Beiya Mountain was dispelled.

Activating the mask, the scene in my eyes instantly blurred like ink stains.

"It seems possible... but why does it feel so strange?"

The scene before my eyes was completely different from that of Beiya Mountain. The traces of ink were very small, yet very concise.

In short, as long as you can find it by following the direction, that's fine.

He strode through the dark red mountains.

The black and red rocks made a slight cracking sound when stepped on.

"Ok?"

He bent down and picked up a pinch of dark red sand, feeling a burning pain at his fingertips.

These sands seem to contain fire elemental energy.

Following the direction indicated by the masked figure, Song Yan walked among the jagged rocks, and the ink marks in his field of vision gradually became clearer.

"..."

The dark trail suddenly turned sharply downwards at the mountain wall ahead.

At the foot of a cliff that isn't too high.

Since he was going to leave this place eventually anyway, Song Yan did not hesitate. With a few leaps, he fell down the cliff.

A huge cave, hidden beneath vines and weeds, finally came into view.

"go."

With a light tap of the fingertips, the unmoored boat glides out like a swimming fish.

They immediately cut away the lush vines hanging from the rock face, and amidst the falling decaying vegetation, a huge cave entrance was revealed.

"Such rich fire elemental energy... No, this seems to be sword energy."

With Bu Xizhou beside him, his senses of sword energy had become more acute since his natal flying sword had officially taken shape.

Outside the cave, there are four characters carved with a sword.

Using his spiritual power, he brushed away the withered branches and fallen leaves covering it, revealing the writing.

Xiao He stared at these words, murmuring, "Ji Lu Mi..." "Yin Lin."

Song Yan corrected, "Hidden Scale Cloud Cave."

Muttering to himself, he stepped inside.

The cave was pitch black, but Song Yan lit up a spark with his fingertips, illuminating a section of the cave.

We walked along the wide passageway of the cave until we reached the end.

"This……"

At the end of the cave was a vast space, and on the empty rock wall at the end, there seemed to be many characters carved with a sword.

He slowly closed his eyes, and a surge of sword energy rose up.

When he opened his eyes again, Guan Xujian Tong saw the scene in the cave clearly.

What appears to be carved on the wall is an autobiography.

A quick glance revealed that the story was about a sword cultivator who rose from humble beginnings, entered the Dao through martial arts, and was enlightened by a senior to cultivate swordsmanship.

At the end of his autobiography, this senior swordsman seemed to be going to a very far place, so he left behind a little bit of his dispensable legacy.

He also kept a flying sword that he used before he reached the Golden Core stage.

Flying swords are merely ordinary iron; if they do not resonate with a sword cultivator's Dao heart and sword intent, then they can only be kept as mementos.

Looking at the inscription on the wall, Song Yan was somewhat taken aback.

Will the legacy be preserved here?
Within a small world contained in a magical treasure?

What's going on here...?

He was completely baffled, and the autobiography on the wall made no mention of it.

Keep reading.

This senior originally intended to leave his body-refining technique here, but worried that younger sword cultivators would follow in his footsteps and hinder their own understanding of the sword path, so he gave up the idea.

The path of swordsmanship of any senior swordsman is unique and cannot be replicated.

Blindly pursuing the traditions of predecessors and imitating their paths is tantamount to a poor imitation, squandering one's promising future.

Thinking about it this way, the elders' concerns were not without reason.

However, this is inevitably a regret for Song Yan.

Because right now, he is lacking a cultivation method to strengthen his physical body.

My current cultivation level is still too low. When I fight with others, the dual consumption of spiritual power and sword energy often overloads my body, causing my meridians to ache slightly.

"So be it. What is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you cannot force."

This achievement is truly an unexpected delight; Song Yan is a person who knows how to be content.

Speaking of which, he also had to thank Fatty Li for the teleportation scroll.

"There is a divine will at play here."

He looked delighted and walked forward, only to see that there were indeed some objects on the stone platform below the stone wall.

Two jade boxes, two small lamps.

On one of the lamps, a fiery red scale was suspended.

Inside one of the jade boxes, blood could be seen slowly flowing.

The remaining two are empty.

"Ok?"

Could it be that someone had already been here before?
Who is so generous as to not covet the treasure at all?

Honestly, if it were me, I would definitely take advantage of them and then pocket the rest.

Just as he was secretly grateful to this "predecessor", a possibility suddenly came to mind.

"Is it... the Sect Master?"

He pondered this idea, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

The sect leader may have inherited the legacy of this senior, but since he was exceptionally talented and already possessed formidable strength, he didn't need two treasures.

Therefore, a copy was left in this cave as a treasure reward for this sword-wielding exercise.

Fortunately, there were no treasure markings near this mountain range on the map, otherwise it wouldn't have been my turn.

At the center of the bottom of the rock wall, a rusty ancient sword is stuck diagonally.

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