Borrowing a sword

Chapter 276 Three Thousand Scrolls of Swordsmanship

The contents of the Dao Ancestor's inheritance secret realm have been altered due to the black bead; this is currently only Chu Huaixu's speculation.

He didn't really understand why the Dao Ancestor would "look" at him as if he sensed something after he poked the bead.

The scenes before my eyes should clearly be the Dao Ancestor's personal memories, his past experiences.

"How the hell can there be an interactive segment?"

This left him momentarily confused about the nature of this inheritance realm and the characteristics of the black bead, leaving him only able to speculate wildly.

"This can't possibly be some kind of guidance that spans a thousand years, can it?"

He inexplicably started to have that feeling.

However, many aspects are somewhat unreasonable.

Chu Huaixu composed himself and continued practicing his swordsmanship.

In the following scenes, he essentially witnessed, intermittently, the Dao Ancestor's extraordinary life.

He continuously created sequels to the Daoist Canon, constantly learned various sword techniques, and his alchemy skills became increasingly refined.

Having just entered the realm of great cultivators, he had already become a master alchemist.

In the world of alchemy, he is known as an alchemical genius who is one in a million.

“By the fifth realm, one can already refine high-grade seventh-level spiritual pills,” Chu Huaixu said, watching from the side.

"When I was in the fifth realm, the medicine cauldron could probably only refine fifth-grade spirit pills."

Therefore, it is obvious who the problem lies with.

This isn't the limit of the medicine cauldron, it's my limit!
But when he thought about how he hadn't invested much experience in alchemy, he immediately felt better.

Instead of doing everything yourself, it's better to hire an ox or horse to help you.

The medicine cauldron is now like a fully automatic alchemy furnace, which saves him time and effort, allowing him to focus his time and energy on other things.

"As for my alchemy skills, it's alright if I'm a little lacking."

In addition, Chu Huaixu discovered that the chubby black cat that the young Taoist had bought was growing at an astonishing rate.

He would feed the black cat various elixirs and rare herbs from time to time to continuously activate its bloodline.

For some reason, its hearing loss problem has never been cured; perhaps it's a bloodline defect.

The only thing that Chu Huaixu found boring was that this young Taoist priest had not yet acquired a single Earth-level technique.

But he soon figured it out.

"My thinking has gone astray."

"I have always thought about things from the perspective of a Taoist disciple."

"But in reality, at this time, the Dao Ancestor was just a rogue cultivator."

“Earth-level spells are actually quite precious to the Taoist sects.”

"For many major sects, Earth-level techniques are already considered the highest level of inheritance."

"After all, in the entire Xuanhuang Realm, you can count the number of Heaven-level techniques on your fingers."

It is extremely difficult for independent cultivators to obtain a level-one sword technique.

For most powerful sects, even Earth-level techniques are secrets that cannot be passed on to outsiders.

At auctions like this, it's even less likely that you'll see Earth-level spells being offered for sale.

True treasures are not meant to circulate among the masses!

Even if someone were to try and sell a low-level technique at an auction, it would most likely be seized by a major sect and never even make it to the auction!
As the saying goes, a good technique can be used by a cultivator for a lifetime, and can still be used when the cultivation level is extremely high.

A fifth-level Heaven-rank cultivation technique might only be worth as much as an Earth-rank technique.

"I've definitely been living in a wealthy and powerful family for too long."

They're even starting to think, "Why don't they eat meat porridge?"
He cursed himself silently a few times.

Often, for independent cultivators to achieve significant success, they do indeed need a certain amount of luck.

Serendipity and opportunity are what independent cultivators need most.

It's possible that these two factors are even more important than talent.

"Of course, this has no impact on the Dao Ancestor's combat strength."

"After all, when I see him fighting people at this stage, he doesn't use swordsmanship at all, he relies entirely on basic attacks."

"So they're just relying on 'normal attacks' to conquer the world?" he exclaimed, eliciting the players' astonishment.

But ironically, he was truly invincible among those in the same realm.

During the Eastern Continent Grand Competition, cultivators of the same realm all tried to force Chu Huaixu to draw his sword.

Similarly, these cultivators also wanted to force the Dao Ancestor to use his magic.

But actually?
Am I fucking unwilling to draw my sword?

Is it that the Dao Ancestor doesn't want to use his cool sword techniques?
"Alas, only the one who experiences it knows the true nature of life."

"The hardships involved are not something that can be explained to outsiders."

The scene shifts again, and a steep mountain peak appears before Chu Huaixu's eyes.

It is not very tall, but it is extremely steep, and from a distance, it looks just like a long sword stuck in the earth.

"Hey, isn't this the nameless peak of the Sword Sect, the place of quiet cultivation for the successive Sword Masters?"

As a seasoned player, Chu Huaixu naturally recognized this place.

He often saw posts about this mountain on the forum, where players would create very abstract drawings, using the mountain as a base to draw the shape of a sword.

On the nameless peak, there is a small house.

The young Taoist priest was sitting opposite a middle-aged man, drinking tea.

This man was burly and imposing, and his identity was quite obvious; he was likely the Sword Master of the Sword Sect in this generation. "Thanks to your help, fellow Daoist, otherwise, my Sword Sect would have faced annihilation."

"You're too kind, Sword Master," the young Taoist replied with a smile.

He always seemed to be very gentle in his dealings with people.

But beneath his gentle demeanor lies a dignified composure, which he applies to everyone.

Chu Huaixu was eating melons on the side when he discovered that he was eating melons that were not recorded in the classics.

"I've never heard of the Dao Ancestor saving the Sword Sect from dire straits."

"It seems this must be a secret matter, perhaps secretly helping to eliminate some major threat."

"Ordinary disciples were unaware of this, so it did not spread."

He could no longer discern just how powerful the Dao Ancestor truly was.

"Fellow Daoist, you have shown me great kindness and virtue. How can my Sword Sect repay you?" This generation's Sword Master seems to be a straightforward person, as he actually asked directly.

Chu Huaixu listened from the side and could roughly guess what he wanted.

It definitely requires swordsmanship; otherwise, this scene wouldn't have appeared.

But to his surprise, the Dao Ancestor actually dared to ask for it.

"I've heard that the Sword Sect's Sword Pavilion contains as many as 10,000 scrolls of Yellow-level sword techniques, and a full 3,000 scrolls of techniques above Yellow-level, which are known as the Three Thousand Sword Techniques."

"May I ask if I may ascend the pavilion for a look?" he asked sincerely.

The Sword Master of this generation looked at the young Taoist priest before him and asked in surprise, "Such a great favor, yet you only wish to go to the Sword Pavilion to select a few sword techniques?"

The young Taoist priest looked at him with a hint of surprise on his face, as if he hadn't expected him to understand it that way, or was this a polite way of refusing?
The two stared at each other for a while before they finally understood each other.

—Goodness, you're not just going to pick and choose, you're going to look at them all!

This is the foundation of my Sword Sect!

Even if he were a Sword Master, he couldn't make such a decision; it's not allowed.

But the Sword Master was fully aware of the extent of the other party's kindness, and for a moment he was caught in a dilemma.

After a long pause, he carefully spoke: "Fellow Daoist, according to the sect rules, sword techniques above the Xuan level cannot be passed on to outsiders. I hope you can understand."

"In fact, most of the so-called 'Three Thousand Scrolls of Swordsmanship' are also Xuan-level sword techniques."

“I can make the decision. Fellow Daoist, you may go to the Sword Pavilion for a visit. I will give you my Sword Venerable Token, which will allow you to enter the Sword Pavilion once and stay for as long as you wish.”

Chu Huaixu understood the subtext.

The key point of this sentence is that you can only go in once.

How much you read and learn depends entirely on your own ability.

But this is the only chance.

This is actually a significant limitation.

Human energy is limited, and we are caught up in this mundane world, troubled by worldly affairs. We can't just enter the Sword Pavilion and not leave until we've finished reading it all.

Even the most devoted swordsmen in the world wouldn't stoop to this level.

You can do this for your whole life, but you can't only do this one thing for your whole life, right?
Moreover, this is a whole three thousand volumes of swordsmanship, with extremely complex content.

Being too greedy can lead to self-destruction.

Don't let yourself go from a sword fanatic to a sword maniac!

Most importantly.
"I never expected that you, fellow Daoist, would have such a great interest in the Dao of the Sword, even though you are not a sword cultivator." The Sword Master couldn't help but exclaim.

You don't even practice swordsmanship!

The young Taoist priest simply smiled and said nothing.

Next, he successfully entered the Sword Pavilion with the Sword Master's Token in hand.

Three thousand jade slips were arranged on this floor.

Among them, most are actually low-grade Xuan-level items, accounting for 70%.

The middle grade accounts for about 25%, while the top grade of Xuan level accounts for only 5%.

Even if it's only half a percent, the base number is huge, totaling 150 pieces!
Chu Huaixu looked at these jade slips and felt completely overwhelmed.

"No way, no way!"

This academically challenged student with a comprehension level of 7 looked at the young Taoist priest with an incredulous gaze.

"Don't mess with me!" He was starting to get a little creeped out.

If he hadn't been practicing the Fearless Sword Intent, he might already be afraid.

However, before this young Taoist priest seriously began to comprehend the way of the sword, he actually didn't know how much the other party had ultimately read or learned.

As the saying goes, human strength has its limits.

However, the next moment...
With a wave of his hand, the Dao Ancestor released a ball of cyan energy from the black bead.

This cloud of energy looked so familiar; it was the same thing that Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang inhaled when they first entered the secret realm.

It not only improved Chu Huaixu's comprehension by 1 point, but also allowed him to easily enter a state of selflessness, with highly concentrated attention and no feeling of mental exhaustion.

He just watched helplessly as the young Taoist priest absorbed all of the blue energy!

"Damn it! A top student like him secretly takes energizing supplements before studying!"

Chu Huaixu could already guess the ending.
Turns out, I'm now trapped in this Sword Pavilion!
However, at that moment, a strange thing happened.

The Dao Ancestor took off the black sword sheath from his back and then reached out to gently touch the black bead.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look in the direction where Chu Huaixu was standing, and said gently:
"Come on, let's try to watch them all together."

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(End of this chapter)