Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Inside was Gu Yang's ancient feather sword, but it looked even more tattered now.

Elder Han reached out, gently picked up the two pieces, and examined them carefully.

The iron sheets were covered with rust, and some of them turned into powder with a light pinch.

"Elder Han, this is a spiritual weapon I bought a few days ago. After injecting spiritual power into it three times, it automatically broke into pieces like this." Gu Yang said helplessly.

Elder Han frowned slightly. He originally thought that these fragments had become so fragile because they were not properly stored, but Gu Yang's words stirred up waves in his heart.

"And now, this knife has been broken into pieces for less than three days and it's already in this state."

Gu Yang's voice was low, with a hint of imperceptible loss.

A gleam of light flashed in Elder Han's eyes. He gathered the fragments together and examined them carefully one by one.

His fingers slid lightly across the iron sheet, as if searching for something.

Finally, after careful observation, he discovered those faint traces of the formation.

Elder Han moved his fingers slightly, connecting several broken array points and slowly injecting two strands of spiritual power.

The originally rusty blade surface unexpectedly became smooth and ancient, then flashed twice and returned to its original rusty appearance.

Elder Han picked up the fragments and examined them. He gently crushed them with two fingers and they turned into powder.

Just now it was just rust, and the hardness was acceptable. After activating the formation, it turned into this.

"So that's how it is..." Elder Han muttered to himself, a look of understanding appearing on his face.

Gu Yang couldn't help but feel overjoyed when he saw the expression on Elder Han's face. It seemed that he already knew the reason.

Elder Han picked up two more pieces and explained the reason to Gu Yang.

It turned out that these fragments were originally an ordinary tattered long sword, but someone cleverly set up a formation to change their appearance, making it look like a low-grade spiritual weapon.

It conceals the aura and gives it the characteristic of transforming spiritual power.

This makes the knife have the basic functions of a spiritual weapon, but this is only superficial.

Every time the formation is activated, part of the sword's lifespan will be dissipated.

Once used more than the set number of times, the formation will dissipate due to energy depletion, and the blade will turn into a pile of scrap metal.

Elder Han's fingers gently stroked the traces of the formation, and admiration appeared in his eyes.

The person who set up this formation is obviously a master, who was able to hide it so cleverly that it is difficult to detect.

"This formation... is truly profound and unfathomable." Elder Han stroked his beard and praised repeatedly.

A complicated light flashed in Gu Yang's eyes. He didn't expect that the ancient feather knife he bought was just a fake.

Although cheap things are not good, it shouldn’t be so deceptive.

He also said that he had no money to pay the rent and had to buy a knife with great reluctance. This was all nonsense.

No wonder a low-grade spiritual weapon only costs 300 contribution points and is so powerful. Now that I think about it, it all seems too suspicious.

A surge of anger surged in his heart, but more of it was curiosity about the master who set up the formation.

"Elder Han, do you know how to find the master who set up the formation?" Gu Yang asked with gritted teeth.

Elder Han was also a little unsure and said uncertainly:

"This sword must have a prototype, otherwise it would be impossible to transform a useless sword into that appearance. I have been in Tianyi Sect for so many years, and I have never heard of anyone with such a method. It must be a new one."

He took another sip of the tea at hand, looked at Gu Yang with a playful smile, and said:

"It seems this freshman class is truly full of hidden talents. This formation genius is most likely from the Formation Peak. You can observe more during the freshman competition, and you should be able to find the real master."

Gu Yang took a deep breath, and the pressure on him increased a little, but he did not retreat, and a burning fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

So what if he is a genius in formation? If he is caught by him, he will be made to taste the power of the iron fist.

Seeing that Gu Yang had no other questions to ask, Elder Han prepared to get up and leave, leaving space for the two of them to practice.

However, when he was about to step out of the door, he suddenly stopped and frowned slightly.

"Gu Yang, you probably don't have a suitable weapon yet, so how can you participate in the freshman competition?" Elder Han's voice echoed in the living room with a touch of concern.

Gu Yang was stunned. He really didn't have a decent weapon, which had always been a hidden pain in his heart.

It is too expensive to spend contribution points to buy spiritual weapons. It takes a long time to complete tasks, and then there will be no contribution points for cultivation.

Not to mention that the cost of cultivation has tripled now, and Hu Qing doesn't even have the money to buy the materials for his puppet.

There are so many places around you that require you to spend contribution points.

It was not until he entered the sect that Gu Yang truly realized the value of the saying "For cultivation, money, friends, land and methods are all indispensable."

"Well, as long as you promise me that you can get first place, you can choose any weapon from the treasure house. Then, in the freshman competition, if you complete the goal, the weapon will belong to you completely. If you fail, I will take back the weapon and pay the rental fee." Elder Han said calmly.

The light outside the door shone behind Elder Han, making his figure even more majestic, but for some reason, Gu Yang saw an awakening ambition.

"Okay, I'm willing to give it a try. Thank you for your help, Elder." Gu Yang agreed without even thinking.

It is better to have too many debts than to be a burden. Ah Qing’s puppet already owes him money, so it won’t be a big problem if I borrow a knife from him.

The smile on Elder Han's face deepened, and he scolded with a smile: "Be careful not to talk too much and get your tongue stuck."

Elder Han looked at Hu Qing who was still practicing, patted Gu Yang on the head, and asked him to wake Hu Qing up.

Before Gu Yang got close, Hu Qing opened his eyes and looked at them with a puzzled look.

"What's wrong? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Gu Yang was a little puzzled and asked, "Ah Qing, were you listening to us just now? How did you wake up so quickly?"

Hu Qing had a look of joy on his face and said, "My perception is even more sensitive now. I can sense someone's presence as long as I'm within three feet."

Elder Han also became interested after hearing this and looked at Hu Qing's abdomen. "Take out your golden elixir and let me see it."

Upon hearing this, Hu Qing took out the golden elixir from his dantian. A small character had already lit up on the bottom pattern.

Hu Qing then discovered something unusual and felt around it, finding that the characters had a slight bulge.

"This is nurturing. If what you just said is true, then your unique skill is most likely related to perception." Elder Han explained on the side.

"Perception? Is it a bit weak?" Gu Yang asked uncertainly. It seemed that this would not increase combat power.

Elder Han gave Gu Yang a slap on the face, then suppressed his anger and said:

"What do you know? Although perception doesn't increase combat power, it can make you more alert to the opponent's attacks during battle. In addition, you have an Eight-Patterned Golden Core. According to my guess, it may become a prediction later."

When Hu Qing heard this, he understood clearly. If this was true, it must be an extremely powerful skill.

Gu Yang was also shocked. Would Hu Qing become a charlatan after practicing?

This stunt is indeed powerful!

Elder Han didn't say much and told Hu Qing about the treasure house, and the latter readily agreed.

How can I refuse such a good thing that comes for free?

The three of them continued to walk up the winding mountain road. The trees on both sides of the road swayed gently in the night wind, making rustling sounds.

The sunlight shines through the treetops onto them, guiding them on the way forward.

This is where the elite disciples live. The surrounding environment is normal and there is no sign of dilapidation, but it still lacks a bit of vitality.

The higher you go, the more you can vaguely see some caves. The spiritual energy becomes thicker and thicker, and you can even see white mist formed by the spiritual energy floating in the air.

"Your ten senior brothers live here. They usually practice here. I hope you can go to the top of the mountain one day." Elder Han looked around with a sigh.

Gu Yang also looked at the illusory peak in the sky with hope, which further aroused his desire to practice.

Finally, they arrived in front of an ancient stone gate with intricate carvings on it, and a faint glow emanated from the patterns on the stone gate.

Elder Han took out a small token from his arms and waved it gently. The stone door slowly opened, revealing a pair of stone steps leading downwards.

"This is the treasure house of Mengfeng, which contains the collections of successive peak masters and treasures handed in by some disciples." Elder Han's voice echoed on the stone steps with a hint of pride.

They walked down the stone steps, each step echoing crisply.

There must be a formation set up here, and there is not a trace of dust around.

The torches on the wall were still burning, emitting a faint smell of pine.

At the end of the stone steps is a spacious stone chamber. At the entrance are rows of bookshelves, which are piled with scrolls.

Hu Qing's eyes were immediately attracted to the scrolls. He walked straight over, walked around the bookshelf, and flipped through the books.

The book records the history of Mengfeng, and each page contains countless stories.

Hu Qing was fascinated after reading the first two articles, as this was something he had never come across before.

Elder Han took Gu Yang to the back of the stone chamber, where there were several secret rooms.

In the next secret room, there is a row of weapon racks with various weapons on them.

Gu Yang's eyes swept over these weapons, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

There are too many weapons here, and they are all spiritual weapons. Although Mengfeng is dilapidated, the things inside are luxurious!

Spears, swords, knives, halberds... the numerous weapons dazzled Gu Yang.

Elder Han waved his hand and removed all the restrictions on these weapons, allowing Gu Yang to test them one by one and find a suitable one.

With such a large selection of weapons, Hu Qing didn't just look at the long sword, but waved each one.

I have to say that Gu Yang is quite good at this, but he is still more comfortable with the long sword, so he just looked at the long sword.

But there are too many long swords here. Gu Yang changed one after another, but was not satisfied with any of them. He always felt that something was missing.

After picking and choosing, he had already cleared most of the long swords, leaving only the top row of the weapon rack.