The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

“Yes, those in the lower three realms of the mortal world do not undergo tribulations, but those in the upper four realms face three calamities and four tribulations, which are not easy to overcome,” said another third-generation disciple.

Lin Xiao's tribulation lasted for a whole day, and the power of the lightning tribulation was terrifying.

Lightning struck, shattering the protective array of Zuowang Peak and creating a large crater in the mountain.

But Lin Xiao did not back down. With his indomitable will and strength, he fought against the lightning tribulation.

After a short while, the lightning tribulation gradually dissipated.

Tao Hongjing's expression softened slightly, and he instructed, "Chen Ping, go buy some wine. Today, Lin Xiao has successfully transcended his tribulation; let's celebrate properly."

Pei Guoguo, Jiang Chuan, go and bring Lin Xiao back.

Pei Guoguo and Jiang Chuan hurriedly ran towards the foot of the mountain.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, they saw Zhuang Yan supporting Lin Xiao.

Jiang Chuan stepped forward and said, "Second Senior Brother, I'll carry you up the mountain."

Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your help."

Pei Guoguo looked at Lin Xiao and said with concern, "Second Senior Brother, you have successfully transcended your tribulation, why don't you take a Daoist name?"

Lin Xiao pondered for a moment: "Then let's call him 'Lingxiao Zhenren'."

Jiang Chuan carried Lin Xiao on his back, and the four of them walked up the mountain.

On the way, Pei Guoguo and Zhuang Yan chatted about lighthearted topics, trying to ease Lin Xiao's fatigue.

Jiang Chuan asked curiously in a low voice, "Second Senior Brother, what's the Tribulation of the Supreme Realm like?"

Lin Xiao fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Pei Guoguo gestured for Jiang Chuan to speak softly so as not to wake Lin Xiao.

Jiang Chuan carried Lin Xiao on his back and steadily walked up the mountain.

Pei Guoguo and Zhuang Yan were by her side, and the four of them chatted and laughed all the way.

Jiang Chuan, curious about the Supreme Realm tribulation Lin Xiao had experienced, turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Second Senior Brother, what was that tribulation like? Was it terrifyingly powerful?"

After waiting for a while without a response, Zhuang Yan chuckled softly, "Jiang Chuan, Second Senior Brother is too tired and has fallen asleep."

Jiang Chuan then shut up, and Pei Guoguo also gestured for him to keep his voice down.

Zhuang Yan smiled and quietly looked at Lin Xiao's slightly tired profile with concern in her eyes.

Pei Guoguo and Da Huang played around for a while, then stopped and sighed, "Second Senior Brother will definitely be happy to see his breakthrough to the fifth realm. Senior Brother has always hoped that a remarkable person will emerge from Zuowang Peak."

Zhuang Yan nodded: "Yes, Lin Xiao's successful tribulation is of great significance to Zuowang Peak."

In the days that followed, Zuowang Peak became extremely lively.

Visitors kept coming in waves.

Lin Xiao's senior brothers and sisters came to congratulate him with smiles on his successful tribulation and advancement to the Sage Realm True Person.

The younger generation, filled with reverence, brought gifts to express their respect.

Other cultivators from different sects also heard the news and rushed to offer gifts, making Zuowang Peak bustling with activity.

This excitement continued until the third day before gradually subsiding.

After Lin Xiao's breakthrough, his title "Lingxiao Zhenren" quickly spread throughout the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and other sects in the Northern Territory also learned about it, attracting everyone's amazement and attention.

In Jiang Chuan's eyes, Lin Xiao was already unfathomable, but now he seemed even more mysterious and powerful.

To help Jiang Chuan improve his cultivation, Lin Xiao chose an auspicious day and took him to a secluded spot behind Zuowang Peak.

It's quiet here, with only the occasional chirping of birds.

Lin Xiao said to Jiang Chuan, "Junior Brother Jiang, today I will guide your cultivation. Attack me with all your might and let me see your strength."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan felt his spiritual energy surge.

He shouted and swung his sword, unleashing "Sword Two, Meteor".

The longsword pierced towards Lin Xiao like a meteor, its blade hissing as it sliced ​​through the air.

Just as the longsword was about to strike, Lin Xiao extended two fingers, clamped them together, and the blade was firmly held in place, unable to move.

Jiang Chuan never expected that his full-force sword technique would be so powerless in front of Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao smiled and asked, "Junior Brother Jiang, your sword technique is powerful, but it's not enough. Do you know the true meaning of sword intent?"

Jiang Chuan shook his head, puzzled.

Lin Xiao patiently explained: "The essence of swordsmanship is not just the true meaning of the sword, but also a state of mind."

The Sword Qi Realm emphasizes the sharpness of sword energy, while the Sword Intent Realm emphasizes the fusion of sword and intent, representing a higher level.

To give an analogy, the realm of sword qi is like a surging sea wave, powerful but lacking substance; the realm of sword intent is like a deep ocean, seemingly calm, yet containing boundless power.

As he spoke, Lin Xiao casually waved his hand, and a sword intent spread out. Jiang Chuan felt the surrounding air become heavy, and a powerful force pressed down on him.

To allow Jiang Chuan to directly experience the power of sword intent, Lin Xiao decided to demonstrate the True Fire Sword Intent.

He raised his sword, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged upon him.

Lin Xiao unleashed a sword strike, a burst of fire carrying a powerful sword intent that ignited the vegetation and carved deep trenches into the ground.

Jiang Chuan was awestruck by this power and felt a longing for it.

Lin Xiao sheathed his sword and said earnestly to Jiang Chuan, "Junior Brother Jiang, you must devote yourself to cultivation and perfect your sword intent."

But don't copy my method of practice; everyone has their own path, and you must realize it for yourself.

Jiang Chuan nodded: "Second Senior Brother, I understand. My previous sword moves had sword intent, but lacked artistic conception."

Like the sunset over the long river in the game "JX3," it has a similar artistic conception, but my cultivation level is insufficient to unleash its power.

Jiang Chuan understood that improving sword techniques required mastering the essence of the art, which in turn required improving one's cultivation level.

He resolved to dedicate himself to honing his True Fire Sword Intent, and once he achieved some success, he would condense the second level of the Purple Mansion, striving forward on his cultivation path.

Lin Xiao believed that Jiang Chuan could forge his own path of cultivation through talent and hard work.

These past few days, Jiang Chuan has been stuck in a cultivation dilemma.

He understands the theory of sword intent, but he frequently encounters setbacks in practice and cannot find a breakthrough.

I couldn't grasp the key points during my cultivation.

Just as they were puzzled, the sword spirit Mountain Ghost, who had not appeared for a long time, suddenly showed up.

The mountain spirit remained aloof, its tone icy: "Jiang Chuan, your cultivation is insufficient. This is why I have been in slumber since Hulao Pass."

Jiang Chuan hurriedly asked, "Senior Mountain Spirit, how do I break through the realm of True Fire Sword Intent?"

The Mountain Spirit explained: "The essence of swordplay originates from the essence of swordplay, and the sword energy arises from the essence of swordplay. If you want to comprehend it, you can start with the essence of swordplay, learn to observe the essence, and then you can understand the essence of swordplay."

Jiang Chuan suddenly understood: "I get it! I can use the method of asking questions and borrowing swords to comprehend the essence of swordsmanship by drawing on the power of all things in nature."

My master, Xie Xuan, taught me two supernatural abilities: Qi Yun Shan He and Dao Wen Borrowing a Sword. It turned out that this was to pave the way for me to attain the realm of sword intent.

My master's plan is far-reaching, intended to guide me further on my spiritual path.

As evening fell and darkness descended, Jiang Chuan returned to the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Lin Xiao sat upright, playing the zither, the music echoing in the quiet bamboo forest.

When Lin Xiao saw Jiang Chuan return, he stopped playing and asked, "Jiang Chuan, have you grasped the essence of swordplay?"

Jiang Chuan nodded in response: "Second Senior Brother, I understand."

Lin Xiao smiled: "Very good. Let's practice the Five Elements Sword Manual together tomorrow. By the way, I'm leaving the mountain in two months."

If you have any questions about your practice during this time, feel free to ask me.

"While I'm away, Pei Guoguo and Fang Sheng are impulsive by nature, so please keep an eye on them and use your composure to balance their impatience."

Jiang Chuan nodded quickly: "Second Senior Brother, don't worry, I've got it."

Lin Xiao continued, "Third Junior Sister is busy, but she will try her best to come back. Please understand."

Jiang Chuan replied, "I understand, Second Senior Brother. I will also learn sword forging to improve myself."

Lin Xiao looked at Jiang Chuan with satisfaction in his eyes and suggested, "When you have free time, you can learn to play the zither to cultivate your character. I will teach you."

Jiang Chuan happily agreed: "Thank you, Senior Brother, that's exactly what I was thinking."

Afterwards, Jiang Chuan practiced the Five Elements Sword Manual and learned the zither from Lin Xiao.

Under Lin Xiao's guidance, Jiang Chuan's cultivation improved, and his zither skills also progressed. This period was very precious to Jiang Chuan, and many years later, even when he was in dire straits, he often thought of it.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Xiao left Zuowang Peak.

Jiang Chuan is the only one left living in the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Jiang Chuan released Lu Hao so that it could keep Qing Lin company.

Lu Hao and Da Huang often fight, but Da Huang is very obsequious in front of Qing Lin.

Jiang Chuan didn't bother with it, only letting Qing Lin and the others separate when they became too rowdy.

As the year draws to a close, the northern border is covered in silver, and the Cloud Sea Immortal Sect is bustling with activity as the year approaches.

Pei Guoguo sat on the steps of the main hall, gazing into the distance, hoping for Lin Xiao's return.

Jiang Chuan stepped forward and sat down next to her.

Pei Guoguo turned to Jiang Chuan and asked, "Jiang Chuan, when do you think Second Senior Brother will be back?"

Jiang Chuan shook his head: "I don't know either. Second Senior Brother is busy with affairs and his return date is uncertain."

Pei Guoguo sighed and looked into the distance again.

Jiang Chuan accompanied her to watch the snow falling heavily.

As snowflakes fell, Jiang Chuan felt a mix of anticipation for his future spiritual journey and memories of his past experiences.

Nine years ago, the land of Qi was covered in snow, and the atmosphere of the approaching New Year was pervasive.

The small town was brightly decorated and bustling with activity.

Red lanterns hung along the streets, swaying in the cold wind and casting a warm glow.

The children ran and laughed in the snow, their faces red from the cold, and their silvery laughter echoed in the town.

At the town entrance, five-year-old Jiang Chuan and his master Xie Xuan walked over.

Jiang Chuan, dressed in a thin shirt, shivered slightly in the cold wind. His gaze was fixed on the children playing and laughing in the snow, and he was very curious and envious of his surroundings.

Seeing Jiang Chuan's expression, Xie Xuan patted his head and said gently, "Ze'er, don't be envious."

"Once I sell the medicinal herbs I gathered in the mountains, I'll buy you new clothes and treat you to a good meal."

Jiang Chuan turned to look at his master, his eyes shining, and nodded vigorously: "Master, I'm not cold. When I grow up, I'll earn lots of money so that you can live a good life."

Xie Xuan chuckled and joked, "When you grow up, I'll act as your matchmaker, help you marry a beautiful wife, have a healthy baby boy, and our family will live happily ever after."

Jiang Chuan blushed, lowered her head shyly, and looked forward to the future.

The master and apprentice walked in the snow, snowflakes falling on their shoulders, making them look like they were wearing a layer of silver.

Time flies, and nine years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Today, Jiangchuan has weathered many storms at Zuowang Peak.

As the year draws to a close, Zuowang Peak is covered in snow, a blanket of silver.

Jiang Chuan sat alone on the steps of the main hall, gazing at the snowflakes falling from the sky. Images of spending the New Year with his master in the small town kept replaying in his mind.

As he thought about it, his eyes reddened and his nose tingled.

Just then, Pei Guoguo passed by and noticed Jiang Chuan's unusual behavior. She quickly went up to him and asked with concern:
"Jiang Chuan, what's wrong? Did someone bully you?"

Jiang Chuan shook his head, his voice choked with emotion: "Pei Guoguo, every time it snows, I think of Master Xie Xuan. I haven't heard from him in so long."

Pei Guoguo sat down next to Jiang Chuan and patted his shoulder to comfort him: "If you want to cry, just cry. Don't hold it in. It'll hurt if you keep it inside."

Jiang Chuan tried to calm himself down, but tears welled up uncontrollably.

He remembered his master's appearance, his master's care and expectations.

Pei Guoguo quietly stayed by Jiang Chuan's side, allowing him to fully express his emotions.

Meanwhile, at the gate of Zuowang Peak, Zhuang Yan had been standing in the cold wind for three days.

She kept glancing into the distance.

Lin Xiao's figure came into view.

Suddenly, Lin Xiao was seen staggering, covered in injuries, and looking disheveled.

Zhuang Yan rushed over, looking very distressed: "What happened to you? You were just out for a short while, how did you get like this?"

Lin Xiao forced a smile: "It's nothing, just a minor injury, it's nothing serious."

Zhuang Yan looked at Lin Xiao's broken sword and wanted to ask more, but Lin Xiao waved his hand and said, "Don't ask yet, take me up the mountain."

Zhuang Yan knelt down in front of Lin Xiao: "Get on, I'll carry you."

Lin Xiao didn't refuse and climbed onto Zhuang Yan's back.

Zhuang Yan got up and carried Lin Xiao up the mountain.

On the way, Lin Xiao lay on Zhuang Yan's back.

He recalled the first time he went up the mountain.

At that time, they were full of vigor and high hopes for the immortal sect.

Having weathered many storms, it is no longer what it used to be.

"Third Junior Sister, do you still remember the first time we went up the mountain?" Lin Xiao asked softly.

Zhuang Yan paused, then snorted coldly, "How could I not remember? Back then you were so stubborn, saying you'd climb to the top of the mountain in one go."

Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Yes, time really flies."

Zhuang Yan spoke toughly, but her movements as she carried Lin Xiao were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting him.

As the New Year approaches, the market is bustling with stalls, and vendors are calling out to the disciples of the immortal sects who come and go.

Jiang Chuan and Pei Guoguo weaved through the crowds, buying gifts for the New Year, hoping to surprise their master and fellow disciples at Zuowang Peak.

“Jiang Chuan, this jade pendant would be a perfect New Year’s gift for Master,” Pei Guoguo said excitedly, picking up a piece of emerald green jade pendant.

Jiang Chuan nodded: "Yes, Master will like it."

Just as they were about to pay, the conversation between two inner disciples nearby caught their attention.

"Have you heard? Second Senior Brother returned to Zuowang Peak the day before the New Year, covered in blood," a disciple whispered.

"Huh? Really? How could Second Senior Brother be injured? He's a formidable figure in our immortal sect," another disciple exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Chuan and Pei Guoguo's expressions changed drastically.

Pei Guoguo grabbed the two disciples and asked urgently, "Senior brothers, is this true? How did Second Senior Brother get injured? What exactly happened?"

The two disciples were startled by Pei Guoguo's actions and hesitated for a moment before speaking:
"Junior sister, don't worry, it's true. We just heard about it, and we don't know the specifics."

Jiang Chuan quickly took out two spirit stones from his storage bag and handed them to them:

"Brothers, please tell us, we are very worried about our second brother."

Seeing that Jiang Chuan was sincere and had spirit stones, the two disciples told him in detail what they knew.

Half a month ago, many members of the Demonic Sect suddenly appeared in the western border of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They acted mysteriously, as if they were looking for something, but they did not cause a major disturbance.

Three days ago, a hunter got lost deep in the mountains and accidentally stumbled into the gate of a hidden demonic sect.

The hunter was horrified by the sight before him. The entire mountain sect of demonic cultivators had been slaughtered, their corpses lying stiff on the ground, and bloodstains congealed on the ruins.

Even more horrifying, the words "The murderer, Lin Xiao" were written in blood on the stone tablet at the mountain gate.

Upon learning of this, the disciples dispatched from Duanzui Peak quickly went to investigate.

It has been confirmed that more than 700 demonic cultivators from the Demonic Sect were massacred, including the sect leader, a sage-level cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of the Sky-Soaring Realm. None of them survived, and the entire sect was wiped out.

The second senior brother, with his early-stage Sky Soaring cultivation, single-handedly annihilated the entire Demon Sect's mountain gate.

Jiang Chuan and Pei Guoguo felt both admiration and worry.

Pei Guoguo's expression was solemn as she murmured, "Second Senior Brother... no wonder he was injured. He waited for this day for seven whole years."

Jiang Chuan exclaimed in admiration: "Second Senior Brother is amazing, with the cultivation level of the early stage of the Sky Soaring Realm."

To single-handedly defeat the Demon Sect Master, a Grand Perfection cultivator of the Sky-Soaring Realm, and even annihilate the entire Demon Sect's sect—it's unimaginable.

Pei Guoguo sighed: "He must have been seriously injured, otherwise he wouldn't have returned to Zuowang Peak covered in blood."

Despite their worries, Jiang Chuan and Pei Guoguo didn't forget their mission. (End of Chapter)