Starting from Tianlong, Wudu Tianxia

The third day after entering the blessed land of Langhuan.

At 4:45 PM, under the flowers by Jianhu Lake.

Gao Yuan sat down on the lakeside with his sword resting on his lap, then became lost in thought, his eyes closed.

A few birds flew away, their wings scraping across the lake's surface, leaving trails of water that dispersed slightly, creating ripples that blurred the view.

One of the birds turned and soared into the sky.

suddenly.

The wind rises...

Gao Yuan, perched on a large rock beneath the lake, opened his eyes.

His peaceful demeanor suddenly changed, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his sharp edge was fully revealed.

"Clang!"

He drew his sword, using the wind to create momentum, then concealing his momentum within the wind, the sword swirling and displaying its beauty.

However, his swordplay was different from ordinary sword moves. Liu Yun Wuxin thrust out with a sharp and clear sword sound, and the wind seemed to be drawn by the energy, swirling around his body.

The next move is to soar to the heavens.

When the hidden sword technique was unleashed, the sword's momentum suddenly became strange, with the sword's cry and the wind's cry intertwined, creating a sense of "riding the wind and following the trend," a natural and harmonious feeling.

At this moment, the moon hangs in the southwest, its clear light scattering down, casting a distant shadow on the small stone wall, and then on the large stone wall across the lake.

He was as if standing between two mirrors, with the larger mirror reflecting his smaller reflection.

On the high cliff, the Wuliang Jade Wall, where immortals had not danced with swords for more than twenty years, once again revealed a lively and blurry figure.

......

At the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), the atmosphere at Jianhu Palace on Wuliang Mountain was colder than the clear light emanating from the Jade Moon in the sky.

Sword Lake Palace is the headquarters of the Boundless Sword Sect, so it naturally occupies a large area.

The Martial Arts Hall has always been a place for sword duels between the Eastern and Western Schools, and it can comfortably seat hundreds of people without feeling crowded.

At this moment, two people were sitting at the head of the left and right sides of the martial arts hall.

To the left was an elderly man in his forties, stroking his long beard with his right hand, looking quite pleased with himself.

To the right was a Taoist nun in her thirties, with a livid face and tightly closed lips.

The two were more than two zhang apart, with more than twenty male and female disciples standing on each side. In the middle, a wide space was occupied by a male and female disciple exchanging sword moves.

In a few days, it will be the sword-fighting competition held every five years between the East and West sects of Wuliang.

Xin Shuangqing was determined to reclaim Jianhu Palace. He first brought his disciples to stay in Tianshui County. Tonight, he used the sparring match as an excuse to probe the enemy's strength and weaknesses beforehand, so as to know himself and his enemy.

She glanced sideways and saw that the boy and girl had already exchanged more than seventy moves, their swordplay becoming increasingly intense, as if they were about to lose. Xin Shuangqing sighed.

Fortunately, this competition was intended for exchange, and the participants were mostly teenagers around thirteen or fourteen years old. They would not participate in the formal sword competition in the future, so she was not discouraged.

Just as she was lost in thought, the young man below the stage suddenly swung his sword, unleashing a burst of internal energy. The girl's delicate body swayed slightly, and she instantly fell to the ground.

"Junior Sister Ge, you flatter me!"

The young man sheathed his sword and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Ge Guangpei bit his lip, pushed himself up, sheathed his longsword, clasped his hands in return, and said with a hint of resentment but also helplessness, "Senior Brother's swordsmanship is sharp and powerful, I've learned my lesson!"

Among the disciples of the Eastern Sect, a young man named Gan Guanghao was secretly eyeing the pretty girl opposite him.

Seeing the young woman lose her move, he felt a pang of pity and resentment towards Zuo Zimu.

"Why shouldn't he get a chance to shine?"

Then, his eyes swept over the girl's lovely face again and again, and he vowed to study martial arts diligently so that he could compete with her next time he had a martial arts competition.

At the top left, Zuo Zimu smiled as he watched his disciple win.

"Junior Sister Xin, the disciples were just sparring. Winning and losing are common occurrences. Junior Sister, you don't need to worry about it. In a few more days, when all the guests have arrived and the formal sword competition begins, the Western Sect might be able to turn the tables."

Xin Shuangqing's expression softened slightly, but he still said coldly:

"Senior brother has a good attitude. However, Sword Lake Palace should have been taken over by real ability. The Western Sect has been biding its time for five years and will not disappoint Senior Brother Zuo when the time comes."

As the two were exchanging pleasantries, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the martial arts hall.

"Sect Leader! Sect Leader! Something terrible has happened... No, it's great news!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a disciple of the Eastern Sect, his face filled with panic and barely concealing excitement, stumble into the hall and kneel down with a thud.

"Sect Leader! The Boundless Jade Wall... the Boundless Jade Wall is displaying immortals dancing with swords again!"

"What?!"

Zuo Zimu suddenly stood up, his face filled with disbelief.

Xin Shuangqing abruptly rose from his seat, his ashen face fading, and eagerly pressed, "Did you see it clearly? Was there really an immortal dancing with a sword?"

The mysteries of the Boundless Jade Disc were learned by both of them from their elders.

On a moonlit night, sword shadows danced on the wall, sometimes wielded by men, sometimes by women, and sometimes by men and women wielding them together, striking and stabbing each other.

The swordsmanship displayed on the jade disc was so exquisite that both masters said they had never seen it in their lives and could never have imagined it. They believed it was the work of an immortal swordsman, and they only hoped to learn a few moves of the immortal swordsmanship.

The sword shadows on the wall were too fast and too strange, and they were also faint and indistinct, so they could not be seen clearly no matter what. Sometimes they were seen every night, and sometimes they would not appear for a long time.

When Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing moved into Jianhu Palace, they led the disciples in studying the rock every day. After many years, everyone just stared blankly at the big rock and couldn't see anything.

Unexpectedly!

More than twenty years later, the immortal has reappeared!

"Absolutely certain! I was patrolling the mountain when I suddenly saw the jade disc light up with white light. Then a figure appeared, wielding a sword and dancing with such exquisite moves that I couldn't even comprehend them. I dared not delay and came to report immediately!"

Zuo Zimu was overjoyed. The sword dance of the Boundless Jade Wall Immortal was a secret of our sect, and it had been revealed again. If we could comprehend the sword technique from it, the Eastern Sect would not only be able to firmly occupy the Sword Lake Palace, but also have the potential to dominate the martial arts world!

"Let's go up the mountain to Yu Bi!"

Xin Shuangqing didn't hesitate either, leading his disciples to follow closely.

......

Riding the wind and returning to oneness.

From beneath the lake, Gao Yuan leaped into the air, his body hovering three or four zhang in the air. He rotated his wrist and swept his sword horizontally.

"Bang bang bang!~"

The sword's sharp edge flashed through the air in an instant, causing several feet of water to ripple across the lake.

"Unfortunately, it only captures a sliver of the carefree spirit of riding the wind!"

He studied the Nineteen Forms of Heavenly Mirror Wind Riding, including Flowing Clouds Without Intention, Clear Breeze in the Azure Sky, and Wind Riding Returning to Oneness...

The exquisite techniques are in no way inferior to the Tianshan Plum Blossom Method. From this glimpse, it turns out to be another superior and carefree martial art.

The method of regulating qi is strangely compatible with the Northern Darkness Divine Art, the Lesser Formless Art, and the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Supreme Art, which can achieve the suppressive effect of qi arriving before the sword.

Simply put, it must be used in conjunction with the Free and Unfettered Sect's internal energy techniques, similar to the effect of software and hardware working together!

Furthermore, the upper limit of swordsmanship is linked to internal energy. Without the support of profound internal energy, no matter how high one's comprehension, one cannot reach the upper limit of the Nineteen Forms of Wind Control.

According to the book, if other internal energy cultivation methods are used in conjunction, the sword moves cannot be used to unleash 30-40% of their power.

Suddenly, Gao Yuan recalled a passage from Zhuangzi's "Free and Easy Wandering": "Soaring up on the whirlwind, borrowing the wind to reach the heavens."

On a sudden inspiration, he took to the air again and used the "Clear Breeze and Azure Sky" technique from the Nineteen Forms of Heavenly Mirror Wind Control to stab the rock wall once more.

Unexpectedly, he practiced swordsmanship tirelessly for an hour. No matter how vast the Northern Darkness True Qi was, it could not withstand his squandering. At this moment, the True Qi was completely exhausted and pierced the cold, hard stone.

With a clang.

Without any internal energy attached to the sword, the rebounding force struck his chest, sending him flying in an extremely ungraceful manner.

"Damn, they seem to have gotten a little carried away!"

"Luckily, no one saw it."

Spitting out two mouthfuls of dirt, Gao Yuan looked around, patted his butt, picked up his sword, and grumbled all the way back to the stone chamber from the cave entrance.

......

Wuliang Mountain, Wuliang Jade Wall.

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing led a group of disciples to explore the mysteries.

At first, the sword immortal's sword techniques were indeed as his master had said, far superior to the sect's sword techniques, so he simply focused on memorizing them.

Some disciples even imitated the gesture, while others used pebbles to draw on the ground, regretting that they had no brush or ink to write it down.

However, just as it reached its most exquisite moment...

Xin Shuangqing frowned slightly: "Senior Brother Zuo, what was that move where the Sword Immortal thrust forward and flew backward, then stuck his butt out?"

"The Jade Wall is separated from us by a deep valley and Sword Lake, and we can't fly over the treacherous terrain to see it. It's all blurry, and I couldn't see it clearly, but..."

Zuo Zimu paced back and forth a couple of times:

"The move shown by the sword immortal must be a high-level technique, but the posture is unsightly and indeed inconvenient for women to cultivate."

His expression relaxed, quite pleased with himself: "It seems that now the Eastern Sect is in charge of Sword Lake Palace. I am a man, so perhaps the Sword Immortal has specially bestowed this move upon this old man!"

Xin Shuangqing: "..."

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