Fengyunlu

Bo Liangzi sighed silently in his heart. It might be because he was not capable enough to train a more powerful disciple, or because his two favorite students were too comfortable and had not experienced the real ups and downs. In any case, Bo Liangzi had already decided that if his two disciples continued like this and did not change in the future, they would not be able to support the sect. However, Bo Liangzi himself knew that his days were numbered and there was no hope of breakthrough. He could only choose to die in the world. In this era of the end of the Xuanmen Dharma, who dared to say that they could become immortal? So Bo Liangzi sighed in his heart and decided to find someone else to inherit this Taoist tradition.

By then, Bo Liangzi's son had grown up, reaching the Saint-level Wuxiang realm. However, how could a great family's mission depend solely on family ties? Therefore, the young seedling left by his wife was not accepted into the Daoist lineage. As for the disciples of the Jianyin Sect, while some possessed high cultivation but lacked character, others practiced deeply but fell short of the standard. Most of their peers had either left or retreated into seclusion. Bo Liangzi couldn't rely solely on them, or the sect would be left without a successor.

With no other options, Bo Liangzi went out to search. Though the world was vast, few could catch his eye. Even those few who did were inferior to his two apprentices. Ten years passed, and Bo Liangzi still hadn't found a suitable successor.

At this critical moment, unexpected news arrived from the Sword Hidden Sect. A young man arrived from overseas, bearing the divine weapon he had acquired from his apprenticeship with the Sword Hidden Sect. With a single strike, he shattered the Sword Hidden Sect's mountain-protecting formation. He dropped a token on the Remaining Mountain, declaring that the day of revenge had begun.

Upon hearing this news, Bo Liangzi's long-held inner demons seemed to stir. Zhu Chunhua seized on this slight change, accelerating his search for a successor. He knew the days ahead would be turbulent, and he had little time to prepare. After all, Zhu Chunhua must have made preparations for his appearance; otherwise, he wouldn't have remained silent for two hundred years.

As Bo Liangzi had feared, Zhu Chunhua's appearance had the Sword Hidden Sect facing a formidable threat. It wasn't because of his high cultivation level, but rather his unconventional style. Whenever someone from the Sword Hidden Sect ventured out, regardless of their level, even if they were just new disciples, Zhu Chunhua would attack them. Even if he didn't kill them, he would cripple their cultivation and cast them into the mortal realm, never to return to the Xuan Sect.

Over the course of six months, the cultivation of dozens of Jianyin Sect disciples had been crippled. From Saint-level disciples to newly initiated Spiritual Source disciples, the moment they stepped outside, they were invariably ambushed. The Jianyin Sect was in a state of panic, afraid to venture out. While Zhu Chunhua's cultivation might be comparable to Bo Liangzi's, the Jianyin Sect disciples weren't strong enough to compete with him. Most of the older masters were unconvinced. Several of Bo Liangzi's fellow apprentices joined forces, and two ambushed them outside Canshan. Zhu Chunhua crippled six of them. Two of them, who had joined forces against his eldest brother, lost their lives in the process.

However, after all, it was a Saint-level alliance, and Zhu Chunhua was also injured in his second sneak attack. Dragging his injured body, Jianyinmen had no major incidents for three years. The disciples were also safe and their outings had returned to normal. However, Bo Liangzi was even more worried. He knew Zhu Chunhua had a strong character. If he didn't suffer such pain, he must be enduring something bigger.

Sure enough, three years later, during the Fengshan Ceremony in Five Emperors City, the head of Xumi Palace, Buddha Venerable, succeeded the Emperor and was named Xumi Emperor. Such a grand event naturally attracted all the righteous sects, and the Sword Hidden Sect was no exception. Bo Liangzi brought his disciples to Five Emperors City.

He left his two junior brothers in the sect to look after the house, and his two disciples Xie Qingshan and Cui Baifa were also in seclusion in the sect to practice. As for his only bloodline, it was also left in Canshan.

The Five Emperors City was a scene of unprecedented grandeur, and the Jianyin Sect's ruined mountain was also bustling with activity. Zhu Chunhua arrived at the mountain gate alone, only disposing of those he encountered, and only taking away Bo Liangzi's only child.

Three months later, a huge, bright lantern floated down from the Residual Mountain, beneath which hung a cyan stone coffin. The coffin landed on the Residual Mountain, and Bo Liangzi personally opened it on Jianya Cliff. His unfortunate son had never returned. Orphaned at a young age, he had followed his father's cultivation and never fought against anyone, yet in the end, he paid a lifetime's blood debt for his father.

Bo Liangzi suppressed his grief and gently picked up the letter on his son's chest. There were only two lines of writing in a sloppy handwriting, and no name was written, but Bo Liangzi's hands were shaking.

Bo Liangzi, whose surname was Xu, had a son named Xu Lai. The Qingfeng sword he had spent his life crafting was named after his son. He had hoped to pass on the art of swordsmanship to his son, but fate played tricks on him. His son wasn't interested in the art. Despite Bo Liangzi's life's work, his son only learned the basics, far inferior to his two apprentices.

Despite this, Bo Liangzi's son remained a resolute man, unwilling to tarnish his father's reputation. As a young man, he vowed that until he achieved ultimate perfection in the Way of the Sword, he would neither marry nor have children, nor would he care about any other worldly matters. He often practiced in seclusion beneath the Sword Cliff, but over two hundred years later, he remained at the Saint-level, formless realm. He had little understanding of the Sword Hidden Sect's unique skills, nor much grasp of his father's swordsmanship, and even failed to carry on the family line.

Bo Liangzi, the supreme master of swordsmanship, left no descendants, a source of deep regret. His uncle had saved him at a crucial moment, slaying the demon elephant but failing to save Zhu Chunguang, leaving Bo Liangzi burdened with a heavy sense of hatred. He hoped his son would avenge him, but fate seemed to have none of it.

Bo Liangzi's inner demons are irresistible. Whenever a cold wind blows, the sword master's murderous intent rises. He travels the world, searching for his enemy Zhu Chunhua, hoping to end his hatred. After several encounters, Zhu Chunhua always triggers Bo Liangzi's inner demons to rage, leaving him injured and fleeing.

The strange thing is that every time Bo Liangzi was injured, Zhu Chunhua stopped fighting and just left him alone. The last time they met, Zhu Chunhua didn't even fight. Instead, he returned Bo Liangzi's sword with both hands and turned away.

Bo Liangzi held the once sharp weapon in one hand, the divine weapon that triggered everything, but now it was dull and lifeless, just like his swordsmanship, which looked bright and beautiful on the outside but was actually dilapidated on the inside. Bo Liangzi, troubled by his inner demons, finally went astray in his life's achievements.

Shrouded in a sea of resentment and murderous intent, Bo Liangzi, true to his name, transformed his lifelong cultivation into a demonic sword. Suddenly, a realization struck him, and he sadly turned away, never again seeking revenge or dwelling on his past mistakes. Thus began a new decade for the Hidden Sword Sect.

During this decade, Xie Qingshan and Cui Baifa emerged from their seclusion, traversing the world in search of a glimmer of divine wisdom. Most of the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect followed suit, vindicating the people and promoting their profound teachings. As for Bo Liangzi, he once again entered the world of mortals, searching for a true successor and the opportunity to resolve all obstacles.

Ten years later, the Jianyin Sect's doctrines were so profound that they spread to all corners of the world, truly solidifying its position as the leader of the righteous path and restoring some of the original purpose of the Xuanmen Sect.

Zhu Chunhua, the man who sparked all this, had reached the pinnacle of his prowess during these ten years, his fame rising rapidly overseas. He was known to everyone, both in the righteous and the evil realms, as a supreme cultivator. After all, with such a fierce star that even Bo Liangzi couldn't handle, who would dare to provoke him? Zhu Chunhua thus earned the title of Overseas Kunlun.

Twenty years later, the humble sect rose to prominence, and its leader turned out to be a powerful figure, the Prisoner. The Prisoner had not practiced for long, and his origins were unknown, but his cultivation was so high that even Bai Qianyi, the top Xuanmen at the time, could only surpass him by half, and was helpless.

The poor clan led by the man in prison swept across the evil ways. They had fifty-five top masters under their command and tens of thousands of disciples. Their prestige was even enough to overwhelm the righteous ones. They became another peerless hero after the Wanmo Abyss who could compete with the whole world in the name of the Demon Sect.

The rise of the poor heralds the arrival of a new era. The battle between good and evil, and the chaos of war, will last for another ten years.

Over the past ten years, the Han Clan has conquered the world, its leader, imprisoned within the prison, has become so powerful that he has surpassed even the former Demon Mountain Patriarch. Thus, the evil path has truly unified for the first time in its history, and the entire evil path has been brought under the Han Clan.

A large number of disciples poured in, and many heretical sects also joined. The sect leader, imprisoned, disrupted the existing system and reorganized the entire humble sect. Halls were established within the sect, and then a general election was held, with all disciples jointly electing them. Each hall master, hall master, or pavilion master was chosen based on merit, regardless of background or past or present enemies. For anyone from the humble sect, all past experiences were shattered, and any hatred or grudges were immediately resolved. Whether it was a life-or-death struggle or a resentful reconciliation, everything was dissolved, and there would be no more barriers.

Furthermore, apart from assignments, the disciples' entry into the halls was largely voluntary, and the leader was entirely up to their preference. However, once admitted, no changes could be made, and everything else was entirely up to them. Even for the most junior disciples, rewards and punishments were clearly defined, and no interference was tolerated. Furthermore, there would be no future consequences. If anyone was discovered to have secretly entered the hall, the entire humble sect would be executed, with no room for pleas.

In that era, the rise of the humble was unstoppable, and the evil path flourished. The righteous path faced immense pressure, and for a while, it was difficult to withstand it. In battle after battle, the humble were victorious. Though the righteous path felt resentful, they could only swallow their anger for the time being and look for opportunities to strike back. However, even during this difficult time, the righteous path was filled with talent, and a large number of outstanding individuals emerged.

Let's begin with the three renowned swordsmen of the Sword Hidden Sect. They broke free from the shackles that bound them, each untangling their own inner struggles and cultivating the true path of the sword. Bo Liangzi reforged the Qingfeng Sword, his life's work finally bearing fruit, now flawless. His two disciples, Xie Qingshan and Cui Baifa, though still possessed by a certain obsession, have already grasped the fundamentals of their cultivation and will soon achieve mastery. As for the other disciples of the Sword Hidden Sect, most of them are cultivating and gaining experience, traveling the world in search of opportunities, and even opening up the Remaining Mountain to allow all swordsmen to gain insight.

Let's take a look at Qingli Palace's headmaster, Emperor Changchunzi. Of his nine disciples, three masters have inherited the immortal sect, ensuring the continued success of the Golden Tripod, Talismans, and Divination arts. Most admirable is Changchunzi's youngest disciple, Immortal Kongyang. A woman of Taoism, despite being the last to enter, she has achieved the highest level of accomplishment. She single-handedly mastered the three ultimate Daoist techniques, achieving the highest level of cultivation and state of mind among all those in Qingli Palace, save perhaps Changchunzi. She has also thoroughly studied the two Tongtian talismans passed down by their ancestor, the Qing Emperor, and possesses a subtle glimpse into the ancient past. She has also compiled her insights into a book for her disciples to learn from.

With these two sects so formidable, the other sects naturally didn't want to be outdone. Of the five major sects at the time, the other three—the Cangnan Haiyun Sect, the West Kunlun Yaochi Fairyland, and the Xumi Palace to the southwest—also began to impart their unique skills, and their disciples' cultivation levels continued to improve.

The Cang Yun Sect's headmaster, the Great Cang Yun Emperor Bai Qianyi, reigned supreme over the Xuan Sect, a power that no one dared to underestimate. His disciples also advanced rapidly, with the Cang Yun Seven Stars achieving fame, and the Son of the Nine Phoenixes astonishing the world. Then there was the Cang Yun Sect's successor, Bai Qianyi's eldest son, Bai Xibo. His cultivation soared to the peak of the Hun Yuan Realm, second only to his father, and commanded immense power within the Xuan Sect.

There's also Xuan Guzi, the successor celestial master of the Yaochi fairyland. She reigns supreme, with her master, Tai Yao Immortal Emperor Gu Dao Master Tai Yin Da Cheng, ruling Yaochi Mountain. Her three junior sisters, Gu Sheng, Gu Yuan, and Gu Wang, are collectively known as the Three Saints of Yaotai. Furthermore, there's Jiu Tian Yuan Jun, the celestial being known as Qing You Misty Wu, Yu Yu Qiong Hua, and Qing You Lu. These nine high-level celestial beings assist the fairyland, leading over a thousand disciples to defend West Kunlun.

As for the Xumi Palace to the southwest, on Mount Xumi in Foshan, the Venerable Taifo holds sole control of the Tripitaka Buddhist scriptures, cultivating the three sutras of the Great Derivations Theory, the Great Appearance Theory, and the Samsara Theory. These three sutras, known to the Buddhist sect as the Tripitaka, are the foundation of the Buddhist tradition, handed down from the ancestors and the guardian of the entire sect. For hundreds of thousands of years, even during the last years of the Dharma, four great monks have emerged, each reaching the highest realm of the formless realm. Furthermore, the nine sons of the Buddha achieved Zen, and eighty-one wandering venerables, each possessing their own unique skills, spread throughout the world like countless Amitabhas. Buddhism flourished during this period.

Further down the line, sects like the Jiuyao Xianmen and the Shiling Eight Sects also produced numerous masters. There were also many independent cultivators, as well as some small Xuanmen or family branches, each with many talented and talented people, each cultivating and striving to unify the world.

Furthermore, the righteous Xuanmen hold the Imperial Garden, revered as the pinnacle of the realm, a realm both sanctuary and a jianghu. The Imperial Garden is presided over by the Grand Master Yin Taixu, the Imperial Preceptor of the Human Emperor. His divine might commands the four sacred halls of Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise. These four sacred halls, the gates of the constellations, guard the four corners of humanity. The Middle-earth, under the watchful eye of the Human Emperor, possesses the formidable power of Heaven, protecting his destiny and the might of Heaven. His forces are undeterred by the adversaries of the cultivators. Even the most advanced Xuanmen possess the power to assist in the struggle. The newly appointed Human Emperor is universally respected, and his unwavering rule over the world is a feat unparalleled in history. Beyond the Xuanmen, the people live in peace and contentment. Furthermore, he has conquered the ancient wilderness, conquered the sorcerers, and educated approximately ten tribes, a feat rarely equaled in the past millennia.

With the righteous already so powerful, it stands to reason that the humbler should have restrained themselves. Who knew that the prisoner's ambitions were so great that he could conquer the world, even surpassing the immortals and gods. The methods of demons and demons, passed down from ancient times, were reduced to only 20% due to war and conflict. Yet, he mastered these 20% to perfection. Later, he sought out the power of good, forcibly seizing 10%, and through immense perseverance, borrowing another 10% from heaven. Thus, he single-handedly held a fourth of the ancient universe. With this power, he dispersed and commanded the world, recruiting a remarkable individual, a hermit cultivator known as Daojun Shenmu.