Chapter 169: Chapter 131 Entering the Immortal Sword Sect_3

"Wang Xianzhi speaks truly, if one is able to resonate with the states of mind of our Sword Sect's predecessors, then they have the qualifications to visit our Sword Cave," Elder Lin Meng said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ji was also reminded of some descriptions he had read about the Immortal Sword Sect in the book 'Cultivation World', including those about Yijian Peak and the records of the Sword Dao.

One million stone steps, corresponding to the Mahayana lifespan of ten thousand years, each cultivator of the Immortal Sword Sect who reaches Mahayana chooses a stone step to leave behind their insights on cultivation and their journey of the heart.

Just comprehending the practices of Mahayana cultivators from the past is supremely precious experience, and if one can resonate with the states of mind of these predecessors, they can also visit the Sword Cave and learn sword techniques.

This is a supreme opportunity, you must know that ninety-nine percent of the disciples in the Immortal Sword Sect cannot enter, only true inheritors have this privilege, which indicates how significant this welcome gift is.

No wonder, the Sect dispatched an heir of such standing to attend the conference, clearly not wanting to lose prestige and also looking to gain benefits.

"If you three wise nephews take this Sword Dao path and engage in exchange with the minds of our Sect's ancestors, condensing a Sword Heart and being imbued with Sword Intent, then your chances of victory at the Sword Appraisal Conference will be greatly increased.

After all, our Sect's sword forging uses 'heart'; every sword is crafted with heart as an exquisite sword instrument, and only by using the Sword Heart to comprehend the sword instrument, can one cut through the layers of fog and illusion to see the essence of the sword," Elder Lin Meng chuckled.

Crafting swords with heart, Yang Ji had seen some records of this in the book.

The people of the Immortal Sword Sect might forge many swords in a lifetime, and their Storage Bags might contain many as well.

But they will only wear one sword for life, and that sword is the one they always carry on their back, never stored in any Storage Magical Treasures.

This one sword is like a wife, never to be abandoned throughout life.

This one sword is like a child, nurtured with heart, capable of continuous growth after birth.

It could be said that the bond between the people of the Immortal Sword Sect and their swords is "heart", the sword being their most important possession, both a mentor and a friend, like a wife and a child. Sёarch* The nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Thus, they often carry their life's sword instruments on their backs, the sword encompassing their everything.

If they were to fall prematurely or when their lifespan reached its end, their life's sword instruments would be collected by the Sect and planted on Sword Peak.

Therefore, Sword Peak is also known as Burial Sword Peak, the swords upon it partly consisting of sword instruments that never had an owner and partially those left behind by deceased or transcended ancestors.

The disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect out in the world, even when slain, would not see others dare to take their life's sword instruments.

Because once a sword is taken, the Immortal Sword Sect will surely send a Mahayana to personally retrieve the sword instrument and punish the one who took the sword.

Legend has it that to be accepted into the Immortal Sword Sect, one must find their own sword on Sword Peak, not with eyes but with the heart.

If you find a sword's aura and state of mind that resonates with you, then you've found your own sword and can join the Sect.

What Elder Lin Meng spoke of, walking the Sword Dao and experiencing the hearts of the Mahayana predecessors of the Immortal Sword Sect, if one can genuinely resonate with their states of mind, will indeed combine their Sword Heart and be touched by their Sword Intent.

And it would indeed be advantageous in winning at the Sword Appraisal Conference.

This welcome gift is indeed not bad, quite beneficial.

"Since you three wise nephews are esteemed guests of our Immortal Sword Sect, if you do not wish to take this Sword Dao, we could directly fly to the mountain peak, all following the wishes of you three wise nephews," Elder Lin Meng said with a laugh.

"If we were to fly directly to the mountaintop, would it not be disrespectful to your Sect's ancestors? Besides, this great gift prepared by your Sect is highly coveted, and we are naturally willing to step by step ascend the stone steps and meet your Sect's ancestors across the ages, which is our honor," Wang Tianli said with a slight smile.

"I have always been curious about your Sect's Sword Cave and have wished to visit it; this Sword Dao, I naturally wish to walk," Hao Yun said so.

Yang Ji naturally did not have to say much, given the significant benefits of walking the Sword Dao, he, of course, wished to embark upon it.

Thereupon, the three men looked at each other and all sealed their own cultivation, sealing ninety-nine percent of their power, climbing the stone steps with the bodies of ordinary mortals as they ascended.

The stone steps numbered one million, daunting to the average person.

Moreover, the stone steps of the Sword Dao were incredibly steep; a moment of inattention could cause one to fall backwards. Every step required full concentration and gathering of strength in their legs.

Ten thousand steps of stone stairway, equivalent to the ordinary hundred thousand or even a million steps.

Fortunately, Yang Ji and the other two had a willpower that surpassed ordinary people by millions of times, which allowed them to persevere with ease.

Although they had reached the midway point, beads of sweat began to seep from their foreheads, and their breathing had become noticeably heavier, this was merely the body's instinctual response—their minds remained as calm as still water.

With every step, with every stone they tread, the three of them used their hearts to feel, in hopes of resonating with the mental states of the predecessors of Immortal Sword Sect.

Yang Ji, along the way, had ascended five thousand steps.

Through the Golden Finger, on the stone stairway, he saw 'Overlord Sword,' 'Frenzied Sword,' 'Gentle Sword,' 'Lawless Sword,' 'Supreme Sword,' 'Heartless Sword'... 'Heroic Sword.'

He wanted to comprehend their mental states with his heart, but seeing with the Golden Finger was one thing, and his heart could not resonate with their mental states.

He continued upward, encountering various "Sword Hearts." Undoubtedly, Yang Ji's aura did not match with theirs; he did not fit in and could not resonate with them.

However, when Hao Yun ascended seven thousand steps, a spiritual light emerged around him, and he fell into silence.

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Yang Ji looked far ahead and saw a message indicating 'Immortal King Sword.' It seemed that the predecessor from the Immortal Sword Sect also harbored great ambitions, the aspirations of an Immortal King.

As for Wang Tianli, as he reached eight thousand steps, he too came to a standstill and fell into silence.

Yang Ji looked out and discovered it was 'Transcendent Sword,' the heart of a sword that constantly transcends itself.

This matched Wang Tianli's state of mind as someone who continually sought progress, someone striving to surpass himself. He would actively pursue even the slightest enhancement of his strength, seeking his own ultimate peak.

Meanwhile, Yang Ji kept walking and stopping, having ascended nine thousand steps without encountering a mental state that resonated with him.

"It seems Wang Xianzhi and Hao Xianzhi are predestined with our sect!" Lin Meng said with a faint smile, turning his gaze toward Yang Ji, "As for this Young Master Yang... Huh!" His speech was interrupted abruptly, then he paused, "This Young Master Yang, a spiritual light has also emerged around him. It seems he too is fated with one of our sect's predecessors!"

Just a moment ago, Yang Ji was lamenting whether there were any predecessors in the Immortal Sword Sect who shared a similar state of mind with him.

Yet, as he stepped onto the next level, his mind suddenly palpitated, and an image flashed before his eyes.

It was a mountain peak, a middle-aged silhouette, with a serene aura, sitting cross-legged, his Primordial Spirit dividing into billions and scattering in all directions.

Yang Ji saw instantly that he was traveling the world with his spirit.

Yang Ji exclaimed in realization, recalling how he himself had sat in meditation for a year, similarly traveling the world in spirit, and gaining much insight. Although his state of mind wasn't yet detached from the worldly clutter, there was indeed a sense of moving in that direction.

This person was the same, carefree and unbound, observing the myriad of things in the world, comprehending heaven and earth.

Unable to communicate, all Yang Ji could do was watch closely and comprehend his state of mind. It seemed like thousands, tens of thousands of years passed in that gaze.

It was when the middle-aged man retracted all his thoughts that he suddenly looked towards Yang Ji.

Yang Ji was taken aback, and in that moment, the middle-aged man offered a slight smile. A stream of light shot from his brain and entered Yang Ji's head.

It was in that instant that Yang Ji was jolted awake.

Examining his sea of consciousness, he found a sword-shaped rune there. Unable to discern anything special at this time, he collected his thoughts and continued upwards.

Upon reaching the summit, he found Wang Tianli and Hao Yun had long been waiting there.

Lin Meng asked with a smile, "Young Master Yang, which predecessor of our sect did you sense?"

"I don't know which senior it was, but there's a Sword Talisman!" Yang Ji called forth the Sword Talisman from his sea of consciousness.

Upon seeing it, Lin Meng's pupils contracted, and he was visibly moved, exclaiming, "It's that predecessor!"