Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 195 Spirit Absorption
They returned to the sect without stopping.

But then, inside the courtyard and outside the cave, a sound transmission talisman was seen hanging outside the restriction.

He reached out and took it, then probed it with his divine sense.

It turned out to be a message from a disciple in charge regarding precautions for traveling down the mountain.

After his successful breakthrough, Song Yan reported to the sect that he would soon be going down the mountain to travel.

As is customary, the sect will provide guidance and reminders to its disciples regarding certain matters.

Once disciples of the sect have acquired sufficient strength, there are no specific time restrictions on their travels unless there are special circumstances.

However, for disciples like Song Yan who also need to attend the Longtan Mountain Summit, they naturally need to return to the sect to assemble before the designated time, or go to Longtan Mountain on their own to attend the summit.

In addition, the sect will also assign special patrol missions for some disciples with higher cultivation levels to complete during their travels.

He carefully read through the information in the transmission talisman until he was sure that nothing was missing before putting it away and returning to his cave.

There was no rush to meditate or practice alchemy.

Song Yan began to look around the interior of his cave dwelling, seemingly looking for a few suitable spots.

With a flick of his sword finger, three flying swords shot out simultaneously.

Lianli floated above the Water Jade Hot Pool, Jilinjun floated in front of the alchemy and weapon-refining rooms, and Buxizhou was suspended at the entrance of the cave.

With a flash of sword light at his fingertips, three flying swords fell simultaneously, embedding themselves an inch into the ground.

Immediately, six white sword shadows flew out from the sword box and swirled within the cave.

Song Yan pointed, and all the sword shadows began to move gradually along a certain pattern and trajectory.

Three of the sword shadows spread outwards slightly and began to rotate slowly as the sword technique was activated.

The speed of the rotation increased faster and faster, until finally only a white afterimage remained.

The other three streams slowly contracted inward, and at a certain moment, they suddenly fell.

At that very moment, countless streams of spiritual energy from heaven and earth surged forth from all directions on Wiping Sword Peak.

In an instant, the small area surrounded by the three flying swords and the three sword shadows on the ground was covered by dense spiritual energy.

Song Yan sat on the ground and began to practice the Qi Condensation Technique.

After a week of trying it, he was overjoyed.

"The effect of this Spirit Gathering Sword Formation is actually far superior to that of an ordinary mid-level Spirit Gathering Formation..."

This is the second sword formation that Song Yan learned from the Spirit Transformation Chapter, besides the Ring Moon Formation.

Gathering Spirit Sword Formation.

Its nature and positioning are similar to the spirit-gathering array in ordinary formations.

It is mainly used to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a certain range.

However, the effect was truly unexpected.

Most importantly, ordinary array formations will deplete the durability of the array plate and array beads. After a long period of use, they are difficult to repair and can only be reforged.

While the Lesser Spirit Gathering Sword Array will cause some wear and tear on the flying sword, this wear and tear is negligible because the sword can be nurtured in the sword box and the Yin-Yang Pearl.

The only drawback is that its duration is shorter than that of ordinary formations.

Whether landing on the ground or spinning in the air, the six sword shadows began to slowly dissipate from the hilts the moment the formation was completed.

Once the six sword shadows completely dissipate, the formation will become ineffective.

However, the rate at which it dissipates is very, very slow.

"Once a sword formation is formed, it can last for about a day and a half."

It doesn't matter; the sword shadows will simply dissipate and then reform.

It's a bit troublesome, but it has the advantage of being almost costless.

The main problem is that there aren't enough flying swords. Otherwise, if all six sword shadows were replaced with flying swords, the nine flying swords could be used to perform the Spirit-Sealing Sword Formation.

At that time, as long as the flying sword is not destroyed, it can continue to exist.

In this way, I wonder how many spirit stones can be saved.

With his mind at ease, Song Yan simply entered a meditative state, experiencing the effects of the Spirit Gathering Sword Formation.

……

The State of Chu, Yan'ou.

A figure in a greyish-white robe sat on the edge of a cliff, the mountain wind blowing.

This person appeared to be middle-aged, with a listless demeanor.

Two small paper figures sat on either side of them. Footsteps approached from behind, and the two paper figures quickly stood up and bowed respectfully to the person who came.

"what……"

The white-robed Taoist priest had a hoarse voice, and his expression was ambiguous, as if he were smiling but not smiling.

"Long time no see... Elder Yang."

Yang Wenxuan walked up from behind and sneered, "Who do we have here? You scoundrel from the demonic path, daring to set foot in the heart of the Chu Kingdom?"

"laugh……"

The white-robed Taoist chuckled, "It's been many years, and you still love to put on airs. How amusing."

Yang Wenxuan frowned: "If I remember correctly, this is the last time I'll keep this appointment."

"From today onwards, I hope we will have nothing to do with each other again."

"Go ahead."

The white-robed Taoist raised an eyebrow: "Sigh, how heartless and ungrateful..."

"If it weren't for my help back then, there wouldn't be the glorious Elder Yang we know today."

His tone was somewhat dull, and he made no movement, not even turning around.

Suddenly, two small paper figures produced a scroll from nowhere and unfurled it in front of Yang Wenxuan.

Then they took out their brushes and ink, and the two little paper figures together began to scribble and draw on the blank scroll.

In the end, he drew the appearance of a boy.

"I'm looking for a very interesting doll, who should be a disciple of your sect."

The white-robed Taoist priest glanced sideways, and the little paper figure also raised its head to look at Yang Wenxuan.

"His name seems to be... Song Yan. Do you know him?"

Yang Wenxuan looked at Song Yan in the painting and felt a little puzzled.

However, being targeted by the other party is unlikely to bring anything good.

His eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

"Hmm... I recognize him."

"He shouldn't have any relation to your sect leader, right?"

Yang Wenxuan shook his head: "No. What? Are you going to kill him?"

The white-robed Taoist said, "He killed several of my disciples and grand-disciples, but that's not why I'm looking for him."

"I just find him very interesting. His spiritual sense is extraordinary. If I were to refine him into an 'immortal pill,' it might be able to help me achieve the Great Dao."

"I've been working for those old guys in the Demon Ruins the whole time, so I haven't been able to find the time."

"Now that I finally have some free time, I've come to chat with you."

The white-robed cultivator finally stood up, stretched, and made a cracking sound as his bones and meridians creaked.

"But there's no rush now, he's still too young."

A strange glint flashed in Yang Wenxuan's eyes: "If you're not in a hurry to make a move, you can wait two years."

"This kid is indeed quite strong. With him around, our sect will benefit even more from the Dragon Pool Mountain Gathering."

"Let him make some more contributions to the sect before he dies."

"Moreover, the Dragon Pool Mountain gathering is a mixed bag, making it the perfect place for your men to make a move."

"They really made the most of everything."

The white-robed Taoist casually picked up the scroll and held it in his hands to admire it.

"However, I'm afraid he won't make it two years from now."

"Quite a few people in the Demon Ruins are looking for him too..."

Yang Wenxuan's eyes narrowed: "Demon Ruins? Is it because of Changping?"

The white-robed Taoist raised an eyebrow: "I have no obligation to answer your question."

He chuckled and waved the scroll in his hand: "It's been a long time since I've chatted with someone who looks like a human being. It's really delightful."

"That concludes today's meeting."

"Farewell, Elder Yang."

(End of this chapter)