The Ji Family's Pride

Chapter 32 Viewing the Picture
"Crash!"

"Crash!"

Countless forces of the moon and the sun constantly washed over Ji Xiaoshan's body, perfecting the Chi Ming divine body that had already reached innate perfection. With the addition of a large amount of energy, it was rapidly reorganizing and improving.

The transformation from a mortal life to a true body of god or devil is far more profound than the transition from acquired to innate.

As time slowly passed, Ji Xiaoshan's breath gradually rose.

Gradually, the water and fire surrounding the black and white picture began to thin, and a crystal jade-like body gradually appeared.

Before the power of water and fire completely dissipated, Ji Xiaoshan quickly took out a black robe from the storage magic weapon and put it on, quietly covering his crystal body.

The golden Golden Crow divine pattern and the silver Jade Rabbit divine pattern on his back were also hidden in the black robe and disappeared into the deepest part as the divine body completely transformed.

……

"call!"

Ji Xiaoshan exhaled lightly, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face. His realm of divine and demonic body refining had finally reached the early stage of Purple Mansion.

"This power..." Ji Xiaoshan carefully felt the surging purple mansion divine power in his body, and a powerful force suddenly gushed out from his limbs and even the smallest parts of his body.

After the divine body was promoted, it fed back to the divine soul and could clearly sense the infinite vitality contained in the body. Even if he only used one drop of blood, he was confident that he could rely on this drop of blood and use the divine power to evolve a new himself.

"Is this the Chiming Divine Body at the Purple Mansion level? It's really powerful."

Ji Xiaoshan could sense that, although he had just entered the seventh level of the Chi Ming Jiu Tian Tu, he was already at the same level as Wan Nian Feng, and in every aspect was no less than an ordinary cultivator in the late Purple Mansion stage of the God and Demon Body Refining School.

"If I were to meet the Blood Knife Master again with my current strength," Ji Xiaoshan compared in his mind, "I would definitely be able to kill him easily!"

As Ji Xiaoshan thought about it, the murderous intent in his body flashed across his body and then disappeared in an instant.

"Brother Wan, this black and white picture is worthy of its fame that can be spread throughout the endless land of the Great Xia world. It is of great help to the enlightenment." As Ji Xiaoshan spoke, he followed Wan Nianfeng's breath and found that the figure had already moved far away.

Then there was a feeling of helplessness.

Ji Xiaoshan's breakthrough into the seventh level of the Chi Ming Jiu Tian Tu was just a small episode as the two continued to comprehend the towering stone wall in front of them.

The black and white picture is a perfect combination of many Taos mixed together, naturally forming a mixed and unified existence, which can easily make people touched by various Taos.

Soon, the natural and mysterious feeling made the two of them quickly immersed in it. It was a feeling that was completely opposite yet compatible with each other.

This black and white picture has always produced the best effect when it is viewed for the first time. When you have accumulated more insights into the Tao in your daily life, you will naturally gain a lot by looking at this black and white picture again.

The two of them comprehended the black and white picture piece by piece. This way of comprehending it put the least burden on the soul and was the most effective for the two of them at the moment.

……

"Boom!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Heavy and powerful sounds of war drums sounded quietly in the void, like thunder rumbling.

"Zheng!"

"clank!"

The sounds of the pipa, accompanied by the beats of drums and strings, are clear and leisurely, yet also as loud and clear as a storm.

Music with different timbres rang out and transformed into sword shadow notes, surrounding Ji Xiaoshan and floating in the void. The notes intertwined to compose majestic sword music.

In the night, Ji Xiaoshan suddenly stood up, and put his index and middle fingers together to form a sword finger. Brilliant sword energy emerged from the sword finger, carrying a hint of majestic aura, which moved people's hearts. ...

"The last move of the Ten Thousand Swords Song is named after this technique. Its essence can be placed on the thousands of sword shadows, or it can be focused on this song. Each move is a dead object. The one who can add the finishing touch and give life to this sword move depends entirely on the person using the sword."

In his memory, a young man would always guide him when he was practicing the Ten Thousand Swords Song.

At first, Ji Xiaoshan was more inclined towards the sword. He transformed the sword in his hand into thousands of sword shadows. He liked the pleasure of having thousands of swords fired at the same time to kill the enemy.

"Xiaoshan, your practice of the Ten Thousand Swords Song is becoming more and more like the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin. The Ten Thousand Swords Song is not only about swords, it also has music." The man reminded helplessly.

Since then, every time Ji Xiaoshan performed the Ten Thousand Swords Song, he tried hard to find a balance between the sword and the music, being impartial and doing his best to give life to each sword shadow.

Later on, his sword and each of his Ten Thousand Swords Melody became like living beings, transforming into lively music.

He thought this was the ultimate!
……

"This sword song can be even stronger!" Ji Xiaoshan murmured, his expression full of contemplation.

"In the past, I was too limited as a swordsman. The art of sword music should not be confined to the murderousness of weapons and horses. It should have other wonderful things, otherwise the music will be too monotonous." Ji Xiaoshan realized something.

"Too hard will easily break. The art of sword music also has yin and yang. If the sword technique is rigid, it can be matched with soft music. If the sword technique is feminine, it can also be assisted by majestic music."

"The ruler and his ministers assist each other, and everything is done as the heart wishes!"

"The combination of sword and music, this Wanjianqu is both a sword and a music. It can be a room full of flowers that intoxicates three thousand guests, or a sword that freezes nineteen states!"

"Kill one person every 10 steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"

……

The music around him gradually died down, but the state of mind of Tao surrounding Ji Xiaoshan became more and more pure.

"This is the way of sword music!" Ji Xiaoshan murmured.

"boom!"

At this moment, the art of sword music is no longer limited to a certain sound, a certain music, or even a certain sword technique!
At this moment, the aura around Ji Xiaoshan suddenly exploded, and countless sword music intentions gathered together. The sword music intentions gradually gathered to the extreme, causing a qualitative change.

At this moment he had a feeling of being completely one with the Tao.

With a thought, the sword music was activated effortlessly, and a domain was quickly formed.

Sword Song Realm, accomplished!

……

"You..." Wan Nianfeng, who had just woken up from his meditation, felt himself surrounded by an overwhelming aura of the Tao. He immediately widened his eyes and looked straight at Ji Xiaoshan, "When did enlightenment become so easy?"

"My sword music technique was already able to touch the edge of the realm of Dao. After looking at the black and white picture this time, I suddenly felt that I had some understanding. Everything came naturally, and I broke through!" Ji Xiaoshan said with a very sincere expression.

"It's a natural progression? Why haven't I realized another realm of enlightenment?" Wan Nianfeng was extremely excited.

Ji Xiaoshan, whose strength had always been equal to his, left him behind in the blink of an eye. Just because he took a look at the black and white picture, his realm of Tao rose wildly. How could he not be extremely excited?

Wan Nianfeng had mixed feelings. He said no more. He left his back behind and turned around to continue comprehending the black and white picture.

Today, he did not gain nothing!
Ji Xiaoshan looked at Wan Nianfeng who was immersed in it, and immediately moved to the stone wall and stele forest next to the black and white picture. There were also the words left by the immortals of past generations that he had been looking forward to for a long time...

(End of this chapter)