Huangxiu

Chapter 173 Sword Enlightenment
The sword body is crystal clear and warm, with faint strange patterns.

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.

He was extremely sensitive to patterns, and would often think of phoenix patterns and other strange patterns, all of which were attached with powerful powers.

The pattern is strange but there is nothing unusual about it, it is just an ordinary cloud pattern.

Under the super-sensory illumination, a palm-sized bronze mirror is embedded in the center of the sword.

There are strange patterns on the back of the bronze mirror, but the front is gray and cannot be seen clearly.

This bronze mirror is only as thick as a palm and is embedded deep in the center of the jade sword. It is blocked by white jade. If outsiders want to see it, they have to break the jade tablet.

He looked into the distance.

There are white clouds floating in the sky, and the mountains in the distance look like small islands on the sea.

There is a palace not far from the sword monument.

The palace was built of spotless white jade, just like a palace in heaven.

A great master was sitting on the Arhat bed in the center of the hall.

It was an old man with white beard and beard, kind eyes, and silver-white beard hanging down to his shoulders. He was staring down in meditation, motionless as if he had fallen asleep.

The visualized image above the head is a sword, which is the giant white jade sword in front of the eyes, but it is more majestic than this giant white jade sword, and there is a faint purple electric current flowing.

The visualization picture is the real scene with the eyes, and it is the first time that Chu Zhiyuan has encountered it.

He was dazed for a moment, and then he tried to collect his thoughts and avoid the great master.

Continue to observe this giant white jade sword.

He turned his head and looked at Huang Shirong.

Huang Shirong looked solemn, as if she had become a different person.

Chu Zhiyuan whispered: "Is this the sword monument?"

"Yes, this is the White Cloud Sword Monument, the foundation of our sect. The founder discovered this sword monument, then realized the sword technique and founded our sect."

"Where did this sword monument come from?"

"It is said that it is natural."

“Tiancheng…” Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly: “Such a heavy sword, I’m afraid it’s not humanly possible to lift it here and insert it.”

Even if a grandmaster is very powerful, he cannot move this white jade sword that is one hundred meters high, thirty meters long, and thirty meters thick.

What's more, it can only be said that it was created by heaven to lift it to the top of this towering mountain.

He felt more like it had fallen from the sky.

"Can I touch it?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

Huang Shirong nodded slightly.

Chu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and gently touched the sword monument.

The tentacles are soft and smooth, and they really feel like white jade.

I reached up, but I couldn't touch the bronze mirror. It was too far away.

He tried to use his internal energy to transfer a wisp of Qi, but there was no response.

The white jade sword monument seemed to reject and isolate the true energy.

"Sir, you will have to go back at this time tomorrow."

"No hurry, when will the strange phenomena appear?"

"Concentrate your mind and stare at it for a while, and the sword technique will naturally appear on the sword monument."

"The same sword technique appears before everyone's eyes?"

“Everyone is different.”

"Doesn't that mean that if you watch it more times, you can learn more sword techniques?"

"The sword technique you obtain the first time is the strongest, and the skills will get worse as time goes by, so you only need to comprehend it once."

"The sword techniques that everyone sees are of different grades?"

"The aptitude is the same, and the quality of the sword techniques seen is about the same."

"So, the more talented one is, the stronger the swordsmanship they see?"

Huang Shirong nodded gently: "The stronger the sword technique, the higher the comprehension required. If the comprehension is not enough, it is useless to see the sword technique. You can't remember it. The sword monument is extremely magical, as if it can find out the comprehension of the person who comprehends it."

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be thinking about something.

Huang Shirong said: "Your Highness, you have an extraordinary understanding and will definitely be able to obtain the world's top swordsmanship. I will not bother you anymore."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Then I'll ask you for your blessing."

A Luohan bed was brought up by two young men and placed behind Chu Zhiyuan.

Huang Shirong nodded slightly to thank the two young men: "Thank you, Junior Brother Hu and Junior Brother Zhou."

The two men clasped their fists and saluted, looking at Chu Zhiyuan before leaving.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and nodded.

He knew why they were surprised.

This might be the first time a stranger appeared on Baiyun Peak, and a disciple who was not from Baiyun Sword Palace appeared. "Then I will come back tomorrow to pick up the prince." Huang Shirong clasped his fists.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Huang Shirong glanced at him.

Chu Zhiyuan saw her anger and said with a smile: "No matter how close a friend is, you still have to thank him."

Huang Shirong rolled her eyes at him and walked away.

He was the only one left in the huge square.

A biting cold wind howled.

Chu Zhiyuan protected his body with strong Qi and didn't care about the cold wind.

But I always feel a little uncomfortable without Zou Fang around.

There is no other way. I can only comprehend the sword monument by myself and cannot bring Zou Fang with me.

Time is precious and he doesn't want to waste it any longer. He can't wait to see what kind of sword skills will appear on this sword.

Looking at the great master again, he was still as if in a trance, motionless. If it weren't for his visible breathing, one would have suspected that he was dead.

Chu Zhiyuan sat on the Arhat bed, crossed his legs, and fixed his eyes on the white jade stele, motionless.

After staring at it for a while, the patterns on the white jade stele seemed to absorb the power contained in the gaze and gradually emerged.

The pattern first appeared, then gradually became brighter, and then turned into wisps of light, floating out and condensing into a ball of light on the white jade stele.

In this ball of light, a figure can be vaguely seen.

Chu Zhiyuan did not blink, nor did he stop his super-sensory insight.

The scenes seen through super-sensory vision are slightly different.

A beam of light descended from the void and landed on the bronze mirror, causing a small man to appear on the mirror surface, then two people, and then three people.

And in the light and shadow that appeared on the sword monument and the white jade surface, there was also a person in the bronze mirror, but he was magnified several times, just like a real person.

Chu Zhiyuan was greatly surprised.

The beam of light was not visible to the naked eye.

from where?

The people in front of me were six young men and women practicing swordsmanship, starting with a young girl.

The sword technique is graceful and light, like a dance, and every move is extremely beautiful.

Then there was another man practicing with sword.

The style of swordsmanship suddenly changed, as if Shura was reborn, stern and cruel, and one dared not look directly at him.

Then there was another girl, graceful and gentle, like a startled wild goose flitting across the lake.

Another man, as eerie and terrifying as a thousand ghosts.

The third girl had an ethereal air, with a cool and pure aura, as if she was not of this world.

The third man was elegant and graceful, walking slowly like a handsome young man in a corrupt world.

Chu Zhiyuan stared at these sword techniques, but was thinking in his heart.

These people were dressed strangely.

Although Dajing, Dazhen and Dameng have different customs, their clothes are similar. The clothes of these men and women in the mirror are of completely different styles.

Moreover, the behavior and temperament of these men and women are even more fierce. Even though the three girls seem gentle, there is a fierceness in their bright eyes.

Chu Zhiyuan has super senses and his observation ability far exceeds that of ordinary people, so he is extremely keen on these things.

I’m afraid these six men and women are not from Dajing, Dazhen, or Dameng.

After the six sword techniques were practiced, they began to fight. The elegant and light sword techniques were against the eerie and terrifying sword techniques, and they actually suppressed the opponent with every move.

Chu Zhiyuan was absorbed in watching without realizing it.

Originally it was speculated that the man's swordsmanship was more fierce and brutal, while the woman's swordsmanship was more like dancing and more like a performance.

As a result, the woman actually suppressed the man with every move.

The same moves depended on how and when they were performed, which opened Chu Zhiyuan's eyes and broadened his horizons.

"Swish!" Suddenly, the woman pierced the man's wrist with a sword, the sword flew up, and then the two of them retreated.

Next came another group, still one man and one woman. The man's swordsmanship was sharp, while the woman's was light and graceful, without any worldly airs. However, she overwhelmed the man and he was defeated after thirty-two moves.

Next is the third group.

As Chu Zhiyuan expected, the man was defeated again.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at their figures gradually going away and disappearing into the lush green forest, thinking about something.

I recalled the six people's sword skills in my mind.

There are six different sets of sword techniques. At first glance, the three men's sword techniques seem more powerful, but it turns out that the three women's sword techniques are more exquisite.

But if I were to replace myself with three men, I might not necessarily lose to three women.

The sword skills were sharp, but he couldn't use them.

(End of this chapter)