Borrowing a sword

Chapter 261 Chu Yinyin Breaks Through to the Sixth Realm
A streak of blue light flashed across the sky above the Eastern Continent Daoist Sect.

A gentle breeze suddenly swept through the entire [Mountain Beyond the Mountain] area.

A gentle breeze blew and blew, passing through the entire [Mountain Beyond Mountain], leaving no place untouched.

The wind blew so slowly, so reluctantly.

It blew past the outer door and also past the inner door.

One of the Taoist disciples murmured, "This wind is truly strange. Why do I feel so refreshed after it blows through me?"

"Yes, but for some reason, I suddenly felt a little uneasy, just like when I bumped into the law enforcement elder."

"Hahaha! Senior brother, you're also most afraid of the Enforcement Elders? I understand the feeling you're describing!"

"Junior brother, what are you saying? There is no one in the sect who is not afraid of the law enforcement elder. I doubt it. Even the sect master is afraid of him."

Everyone, you say something to me.

There was no way around it; Lu Pan was known for being extremely disciplined, strict in enforcing the law, and impartial.

However, the next moment, a miraculous scene unfolded.

The Taoist disciples who had been discussing this suddenly felt a slight heaviness in their heads, and their eyes widened in surprise.

It felt as if a warm, large hand was gently patting their heads, the gesture tender and kind.

The Taoist sect seeks the Dao at the peak of enlightenment.

Sect leader Xiang Yan was sitting on a futon in the room, attempting to break through to the next level.

As the head of the Taoist sect, he was always busy with many matters, and the time he could use for cultivation each day was always compressed, so his progress in recent years was not significant.

Fortunately, the Daoist sect, which had suffered a great loss of vitality due to the fifth level of the Origin Spirit Realm, has been thriving in recent years, with new talents emerging one after another, which makes him, as the sect leader, feel gratified.

However, after his seventh junior sister received the Dao Ancestor's inheritance and saw the Dao Ancestor's words of wisdom, Xiang Yan suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders had become much heavier.

This bald man, who looks fierce, is actually a thoughtful and extremely patient person.

However, when he is alone, he sometimes shows endless anxiety on his face.

Xiang Yan himself realized that he seemed to be getting more and more impatient and somewhat eager for quick success.

The Taoist tradition has been developing for over a thousand years.

The foundation of a thousand-year legacy rests on his shoulders.

If it were the previous generations of sect leaders, at least the abbot of the Gentleman's Temple would have shared the burden with him.

However, the position of abbot of the Junzi Temple has been vacant for many years, and there is no particularly suitable candidate.

Fortunately, the fellow disciples are united and the atmosphere is harmonious, unlike some sects where factions are divided and internal strife is constant.

The four major sects are all aware of each other's situations. There is peace and harmony, and everyone is of one mind, except for the Daoist sect.

When there are many people, it is quite rare to avoid conflicts and disputes, and to prevent the formation of cliques and factions.

After failing to break through the bottleneck again, Xiang Yan opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

A hint of anxiety resurfaced on his face.

Because he looked so fierce and menacing, even a slight irritation from him seemed like he was about to kill someone.

"In recent years, I have indeed been unable to find the time for spiritual practice and have been too lax."

The sudden emergence of Chu Huaixu did not resolve Xiang Yan's sense of crisis.

As the head of the Taoist sect, he never felt the need to put all the pressure on a young person.

The position of sect leader is both an honor and a responsibility.

In a time when a great calamity is imminent, this represents the trust that the entire sect has in him.

Today, he finally felt a breakthrough, so he closed his eyes again and made one last attempt to break through, but failed once more.

After opening his eyes, the worry between his brows deepened.

Then, the next moment, a gentle breeze suddenly blew into the room.

Xiang Yan's eyes were filled with astonishment, and his pupils trembled as he glanced at his shoulder.

Even though his robes were spotless, it was as if an invisible hand gently brushed the dust off his shoulders and then patted them.

Xiang Yan vaguely heard what his senior brother used to say to him.

The law enforcement elders always abide by the rules, and even in private they address each other as the sect leader.

Only under such circumstances would he say:

"Third junior brother, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

The gentle breeze dissipated in the room, and Xiang Yan's ugly and fierce face froze instantly, his pupils trembling even more violently.

"Big Brother!"

Inside the bamboo grove, a slender Taoist nun sat high on a boulder, facing the stone wall in front of her, still confining herself to her own little world.

"Shh shh shh—".

She heard the sound of bamboo leaves behind her.

A gentle breeze blew by, caressing the purple bamboo grove where the slender Taoist nun was in seclusion.

The wind swirled slowly around here, as if wanting to take a good look at the place where Seventh Junior Sister had been staying for so long.

During this time of self-imposed confinement, Shen Man's face remained serene.

At that moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with utter astonishment.

She was an amnesiac who had been brought up the mountain by her master, and she didn't know where she came from.

Even the name Shen Man was given to her by her junior sister by chance.

At first, everyone at Junzi Temple hoped that she could remember what had happened in the past.

She didn't really know, and didn't understand, whether the past was really that important.

When the nun looked confused, her senior brother would occasionally pat her head gently and say with a smile, "If you can't remember, think about it slowly. But can you eat more of this food in the future?"

He always felt that his seventh junior sister was like a celestial being who did not partake in worldly affairs.

But she's a bit too thin.

At that moment, the Taoist nun faced the stone wall, her eyes trembling slightly.

She felt a gentle breeze pass by, and then a large hand patted her head.

The wooden hairpin that the Taoist nun had inserted in her hair began to tremble uncontrollably and emit a series of sword-like sounds.

This person, who usually stutters and stammers when speaking, is now enunciating with unusual clarity:
"Big brother"

In an elegant little courtyard, Chu Yinyin was practicing her sword.

Just as she was about to thrust forward, a gentle breeze swept by.

This high-ranking member of the Daoist sect, whose cultivation level and cultivation were the lowest, sensed an extremely familiar aura.

The old woman was completely stunned on the spot.

"Senior Brother?" she tried to ask.

Among the people of Junzi Guan's generation, Chu Yinyin dislikes two people the most.

The first one is Nangong Yue, because she is extremely envious of this woman, while she herself is still a little girl due to the flaws in her cultivation technique.

The second is Lu Pan.

As the eldest disciple, he was responsible for disciplining everyone; it was his duty.

The rest of the Taoists were all very disciplined and obedient. Even Li Chunsong, apart from his gambling addiction, did not cause trouble.

Only Chu Yinyin was unruly and lawless.

She rarely admits her mistakes and never corrects them. As a result, Lu Pan has always been the strictest with her.

She was so strict that she even wondered several times if Lu Pan disliked her.
She was unwilling to break through her cultivation level and deliberately suppressed it. Lu Pan was also the person she talked to most about this matter.

But how could Chu Yinyin possibly listen?

"That's enough, the sixth realm is enough." That's how she always replied, with endless impatience: "Lu Pan, you're the most long-winded one! You love lecturing me with that stern face!"

As everyone knows, the unruly junior sister usually only calls everyone by their names and rarely calls her senior brothers or sisters.

At this moment, the gentle breeze merely hovered nearby.

It didn't brush against the girl's shoulder, but gently patted it.

It didn't brush against the girl's head, but gently touched it.

Lu Pan had always known that his junior sister disliked him intensely.

Don't provoke her or upset her.

The breeze simply lingered in the courtyard, as if just observing her was enough.

As the wind blew out of the courtyard, Chu Yinyin subconsciously reached out her hand.

But how can a person catch the wind?

The girl, with her short legs, jogged ahead to catch up.

Her face was full of surprise and astonishment, and she seemed somewhat unaware of what was going on, but her heart tightened instinctively.

"Lu Pan?"

"Lu Pan!"

She stopped, then couldn't help but jog forward again, tentatively asking the question, her tone becoming increasingly certain:
"Eldest brother?"

"Big Brother!"

The breeze will eventually dissipate.

It visited every location in the [Mountain Beyond Mountain] area.

He couldn't bear to part with everything in the Taoist sect, and what he couldn't bear to part with most were his junior brothers and sisters.

Because his masters passed away early, he, as the eldest senior brother, was always a little different from the ordinary senior brothers.

On Hidden Spirit Mountain, a broken spear appeared.

It did not appear at the summit of Cangling Mountain, but rather on the mountainside.

Even though it is broken, it still has the rank of a high-grade spiritual artifact.

The reason why there are so few high-grade spiritual artifacts in the mountainside area is because of this; they are all the personal choices of these predecessors.

The successor they wanted was not a prodigy with exceptional talent.

He was simply waiting for a somewhat ordinary person with whom he was destined to meet.

If one cannot even reach the mountainside, then such a precious treasure will not be a blessing, but a curse.

At this moment, one figure after another quickly ascended Mount Cangling.

When Xiang Yan and the others arrived at the broken spear, they all fell into a silent silence.

Unconvinced, Li Chunsong and Zhao Shuqi exchanged a glance before immediately using their movement techniques to descend the mountain and quickly head to the Junzi Temple to check if their senior brother's [Life Tablet] was shattered.

All the way, the gambling addict kept rubbing his hands together like flies.

A dry laugh appeared on his face as he said to Zhao Shuqi, "Fifth Senior Brother, make a bet with me!"

"You know, I've always lost at gambling in my life."

"Right? You know me!"

"I'm betting on Senior Brother, he..." Li Chunsong's hands started rubbing faster and faster, until his palms began to tremble slightly.

He stopped halfway through his sentence.

Since Chu Huaixu went up the mountain, he has been winning every gamble.

He was at a loss for what to do, not knowing what to gamble on.

"No more gambling! No more gambling!" His voice was hoarse, his throat was very dry, and he felt a little scared.

The two soon arrived at the place where the life tablets of the disciples of Junzi Temple were stored.

Lu Pan's token split in half, shattering into pieces.

"How did it break? How did it break?"

"Fifth Senior Brother, how did it break?"

Zhao Shuqi's eyes, however, began to widen and widen.

Those dark golden pupils began to look around, and then they quickly rushed outside.

He seemed to have caught something, and flew straight towards the direction of the Dao Bell inside the temple, and began to transmit his voice to everyone.

The crowd gathered in front of the Dao Bell, and for a moment, no one spoke.

Only three breaths later, a great bell suddenly rang out, the Dao bell emitting a loud sound, a total of two sounds.

"Boom--!"

"Boom--!"

Beside the bell, two large golden characters began to appear.

—【Pine and Cypress】.

Then, the two large characters began to slowly dissipate, transforming into a stream of azure energy that merged into the world.

The strength of pine and cypress trees comes from heaven and earth, and now it returns to heaven and earth.

The Daoist spirit of pine and cypress will never be seen again in this world.

Dead silence, utterly dead silence.

But it seemed as if everyone was hearing some kind of sound.

The memories in everyone's mind began to churn endlessly.

After a while, everyone's eyes fell on Chu Yinyin again, and they noticed that something was wrong with her.

Is that enough?

Is it really enough?

"Chu Yinyin, is your sixth realm really enough?!"

The ten elders of the Taoist school questioned the true nature of their hearts.

Among the disciples of this generation of the Gentleman's Temple, the one recognized as having the best talent, began to experience a gradual disruption of his aura, with one extremely violent stream of energy emanating from his body!

She gently tapped her elder token, took out a bead emitting a five-colored glow from her storage token, and instantly refined it into her body as a rare and precious material for auxiliary purposes.

Then, without even needing to sit cross-legged, he simply closed his eyes slowly.

She's said it too many times: Believe it or not, I'll break through my cultivation level right now and show you.

And the realm that she had suppressed for many years was broken through so easily, as if by natural course.

Her body visibly became even more youthful and smaller.

On this day, Junior Sister Chu Yinyin entered the seventh realm.

"Senior Brother, I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you say, I've broken through to the next realm."

(End of this chapter)