Gou Zai Fei Men made up myths

But more often, there are ancient and vigorous characters and patterns carved on boulders, broken walls, and even ancient roads on the ground, containing inexplicable Taoist charm!

"As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement..." A disciple read the words engraved on a giant stele and felt a surge of uplifting will wash over him, stirring his heart and soul.

"Look at this picture! It looks like a profound movement technique!" Another disciple pointed to a series of blurry footprint patterns on the cliff face and unconsciously began to mimic them, his movements becoming somewhat ethereal.

Jin Hao stopped in front of a smooth, mirror-like stone wall, which was covered with countless tiny sword marks, seemingly chaotic at first glance. But upon closer inspection, he discovered that each sword mark contained a unique sword intent, some sharp, some ethereal, some profound, and some light...

He seemed to see countless senior sword cultivators practicing their swords here. His mind was instantly immersed in the scene, and the sword energy in his body circulated spontaneously, resonating faintly with the sword marks on the wall.

Mu Qingqing was drawn to a strange plant growing in a crevice of the ruins, blooming with small, seven-colored flowers. The fragrance emanating from the flower made the wood elemental energy within her exceptionally active.

She carefully took out a jade slip and began to record the plant's shape and aura, comparing it with the alchemical texts in her mind, and began to gain some insights.

Each disciple seemed to find something in these ancient ruins that resonated with their own cultivation. This place was not only a treasure trove of resources, but also a place where the Dao was passed down!

"Fellow senior brothers and sisters, come and see this!" A disciple from the Array Hall suddenly shouted, his voice filled with disbelief and excitement.

The crowd rushed over upon hearing the sound, and there stood a human figure carved from a single piece of "Enlightenment Stone" in the center of a half-collapsed palace ruin.

The figure's face is blurred, standing with hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, as if he might ride the wind away at any moment. Though silent, he naturally exudes a majestic and unrestrained Daoist charm that looks down on the world!

On the base of the statue, two large, elegant characters are engraved: "Flowing Clouds!"

"It's Patriarch Liuyun!" a disciple exclaimed in surprise, kneeling down with a thud. The other disciples also bowed in reverence, their faces filled with boundless admiration.

Around this ancestral master statue, there are many futons scattered around, which were obviously the places where the sect's predecessors attained enlightenment.

What's even more astonishing is that on the broken wall behind the statue of the patriarch, there is a complete manual of cultivation techniques—"The Flowing Cloud Qi Refining Technique"! Although it is only a basic Qi refining method, its lofty concept and exquisite Qi circulation far surpass any Qi refining techniques circulating in the market!

"This...this is the true foundation of the patriarch's legacy!" a disciple exclaimed, his voice trembling. "It's more than ten times stronger than the simplified version we're currently practicing!"

All the disciples were excited and sat down cross-legged, trying to circulate their spiritual energy according to the methods inscribed on the wall. Their results were even more surprising! The spiritual energy circulated faster, became more refined, and had a better nourishing effect on their physical bodies!

"So... the lineage of our Qingyun Sect is this powerful!" a young disciple murmured, his eyes filled with pride and determination. In the past, Ancestor Liuyun was more of a distant myth to them.

But at this moment, standing amidst the relics left by the patriarch, feeling the vast Daoist charm, and cultivating the true patriarch's techniques, a sense of belonging and pride arises spontaneously, incredibly real and incredibly strong!

Over the next three days, the disciples explored, comprehended, and cultivated within this secret realm. Some found incomplete sword techniques suitable for themselves, some discovered fragments of lost pill formulas, some gleaned new strategies for setting up formations from the remnants of ancient arrays, and some even broke through cultivation bottlenecks while battling phantom beasts composed of energy that remained in the secret realm!

Jin Hao sat in meditation before the sword-marked stone wall for a day and a night. When he awoke, his sword intent was even more refined, and he had faintly touched the threshold of "man and sword as one".

Mu Qingqing, through studying the seven-colored flower and the spiritual plants in the secret realm, greatly deepened her understanding of the medicinal properties of herbs and trees, and her alchemy cultivation improved.

Of course, things weren't always smooth sailing. One disciple, coveting a seemingly extraordinary fragment of a magical artifact, triggered a hidden restriction and nearly got injured. Fortunately, his companions came to his rescue in time, crushing the jade talisman to ensure his safe retreat.

Some disciples even clashed with their fellow disciples over a single spiritual herb, but thanks to Jin Hao's indifferent attitude and Mu Qingqing's mediation, the conflict was averted and instead deepened their understanding of the meaning of "mutual support and assistance."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

When all the disciples (including the one who had left early) regrouped at the entrance to the secret realm, each person's demeanor underwent a subtle change. Their eyes were brighter, their auras more composed, and the bonds between them deepened considerably.

What they brought out was not only the spiritual materials and fragments of cultivation techniques in their storage bags, but more importantly, a broadened perspective, a purification of their Dao heart, and a profound sense of belonging to the sect.

The white jade archway flashed again, and twenty figures emerged one after another. Shen Mo and the five elders, who had been waiting outside, glanced at these disciples and nodded slightly, revealing their satisfaction. They could clearly sense the changes that had taken place in these young people.

"How was the harvest?" Shen Mo asked with a smile.

The disciples excitedly began to speak, recounting their experiences and gains, their words filled with reverence for their ancestor's supernatural powers and pride in the strength of their sect.

After everyone calmed down a bit, Shen Mo walked to the rubbing of the statue of Ancestor Liuyun (Zhao Qingyan had already made a rubbing beforehand). His gaze swept over all the disciples present, including those peripheral disciples who had failed to enter the secret realm and whose eyes were filled with envy. His voice was deep and powerful:

"What you see is merely a corner of the secret realm, left behind casually by the patriarch. However, even from this small glimpse, you can still see a part of the whole picture."

He pointed to the two characters "Liuyun" on the rubbing and said loudly, "Our Qingyun lineage has a long and rich history! Ancestor Liuyun's achievements were astounding, and he roamed the vast void. His knowledge and teachings were profound and extensive, far surpassing those of ordinary sects. The secret realms are but a drop in the ocean! The true inheritance lies in the Dao, not in material things! It resides in your hearts, not in external seeking!"

His voice, like a resounding bell, struck the hearts of everyone present: "Today you have entered the secret realm and received the legacy of our patriarch. You should know that this opportunity is hard-won, and you must cultivate diligently day and night without slacking off! You must also always remember that you are the successors of the Flowing Cloud Sect, and you bear the responsibility of bringing glory to the sect!"

"The strength of a sect is not the achievement of one person, but the result of the unity of all! Only with concerted efforts can our Qingyun Sect truly stand firm in this vast world of cultivation and restore the glory of our founder!"

"We will heed the sect leader's teachings! We will cultivate diligently and tirelessly to glorify the sect! The Flowing Cloud lineage will be passed down from generation to generation!" All the disciples, whether they had entered the secret realm or not, were filled with excitement and shouted in unison, their voices echoing across the land! Their eyes were filled with boundless anticipation for the future and unwavering faith.

This trial in the secret realm, like a spark, has deeply imprinted the power and glory of the "Flowing Cloud Lineage" into the souls of this generation of Qingyun disciples. At this moment, the sect's cohesion and centripetal force have reached an unprecedented height.

Shen Mo looked at the group of disciples who had undergone a complete transformation and felt gratified.