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"At that time, Master's name resounded throughout the entire Qingxuan Continent, but in that calamity, Master fell. Along with Master, all the ancient Great Expert fell, and disappeared, leaving no one behind."

"Just when master felt that he was about to fall, he left behind this treasure, at first, in order to prevent some people who had ill intentions from obtaining the inheritance, master specially created this Inhibition, which only those below the Ninth Level of Body Refinement can enter, and after entering, there are three tests, and those that completely pass the three tests, which give you the qualifications to be master's honorary disciple. When you truly gain master's recognition, you can then be considered master's direct disciple." He finished his sentence in one breath.

Ye Xingchen had been listening to all this information regarding Jian Jingtian, "What exactly happened in the Primordial Heaven and Earth Tribulations? Why did so many ancient Great Expert s disappear? "

"Okay, you should enter the Stone Door at the back of the hall and accept the inheritance. Only by obtaining the master's approval can you get the inheritance." With that, the sword disappeared, leaving only Ye Xingchen in the palace.

Ye Xingchen slowly and carefully approached the Stone Door, then pushed it aside and entered it.

Just as he entered the Stone Door, Ye Xingchen felt his vision blur, and the world around him changed. He was inside a world filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, right in front of him a boundless plain.

"Do we have to keep moving forward?" Ye Xingchen asked doubtfully.

Then, Ye Xingchen slowly and carefully began to move forward, and after Ye Xingchen had walked for two hours, he suddenly stopped.

This was because he had discovered a Paleo-tree in front of him. This Paleo-tree gave off an extremely terrifying aura, but Ye Xingchen did not feel any threat from it.

"This is a Bodhi Tree." Wu's voice sounded out in Ye Xingchen's mind, and some information regarding the Bodhi Tree instantly appeared in Ye Xingchen's mind.

Bodhi Tree, this was a very famous ancient tree in the Ancient Period. It was also known as Path-Understanding, but because one could obtain a single leaf of the Bodhi Tree, they could gain insights into the martial way, and it often caused massacres in the world.

Yet Ye Xingchen had actually seen a Bodhi Tree here, which made Ye Xingchen even more convinced that Jian Jingtian must be an extremely powerful existence in the Ancient Period.

Ye Xingchen swiftly stabilized his emotions and after taking a look at the Bodhi Tree, he slowly sat down beside the Bodhi Tree's tree root and slowly entered the anatta mental state.

When Ye Xingchen was meditating underneath the Bodhi Tree, the entire world seemed to have stopped spinning as rainbow-colored divine light slowly radiated from Ye Xingchen's body.

Just like that, Ye Xingchen sat in a cross-legged position silently, comprehending the Great Way of the Heavens and Earth. When would the martial way be the end?

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, a week had already passed. Ye Xingchen was still sitting motionlessly under the Bodhi Tree, cultivating and comprehending.

On the plain, the Bodhi Tree existed throughout the ages, standing there without moving. Under the tree, Ye Xingchen's eyes were tightly shut, and had always been in the Realm of Self-Actualization.

Ye Xingchen's body emitted a rainbow of colors. During this week, the Bodhi Tree had been in full bloom without the slightest bit of it dropping.

Bodhi Tree, Ancient Sacred Tree, was the treasure that all the warriors on the continent were most proud of. Cultivating under the Bodhi Tree, even if it was just for a second, the rewards would be great.

Ye Xingchen sat below the Bodhi Tree and began comprehending his own Sword Truth.

Sword1 and the other puppets were in the air, quietly watching Ye Xingchen.

"Big Brother, do you think he will comprehend a martial art that belongs to him?" Jian Er asked in a low voice.

"It's a little difficult. The test master set up back then, to be able to comprehend a path of his own under the Bodhi Tree, could only be considered to be truly qualified to become his disciple. These conditions are too harsh." Jian Yi said in a low voice.

Any martial artist that could comprehend a martial dao of their own would be an absolute monster of a genius.

And at this moment, Ye Xingchen's mind was flipping through all of the memories of many years ago, including those of his previous life.

Ye Xingchen was currently going through a transformation of life and death. This was the deepest memory in his soul, and also the memory that Ye Xingchen cared about the most.

A month's time quickly passed by. For the current Ye Xingchen, one month of time was just a dream for him. Sometimes, when warriors go into closed door cultivation, they could even go for dozens of years or even longer.

In a month's time, the outside world had undergone an earth-shattering change. Ye Xingchen was still cultivating quietly under the Bodhi Tree.

He hadn't woken up for a month and had been cultivating.

But Ye Xingchen, who was under the enlightenment of the Bodhi Tree at the peak of the Tianhe Peak, was completely unaware.

"It's already been over a month and he still hasn't woken up?" The sword revealed a complex expression as it muttered to itself.

Although they were puppets, they still wished for Ye Xingchen to succeed. They had already waited for a very long time, it was too lonely.

Just as the sword looked at Ye Xingchen, Ye Xingchen who had not moved for a month, actually moved his finger a little, upon seeing the sword, his eyes lit up, and stared straight at Ye Xingchen.

Immediately after, Ye Xingchen's body started to move, while the people on the sword waited anxiously, Ye Xingchen finally opened his eyes.

And the moment Ye Xingchen opened his eyes, it was as if the entire world had entered his eyes; it was extremely frightening.

"I wonder how much time has passed. I have to say, Bodhi Tree are truly very powerful." Ye Xingchen muttered to himself.

The most important thing was that in this period of time, he actually understood a problem that hindered him before.

What was the peak of martial arts?

Through his recent comprehension, Ye Xingchen had finally thought of something. What was the peak of the martial way?

Thinking of the question that he had asked before, Ye Xingchen laughed at himself. What was the peak of the martial way?

Could it be that by working hard, one's strength had reached its peak, and one's Qingxuan Continent was the strongest?

No, not at all!

The saying that existed in his heart was the pinnacle of martial arts!

With just ten short words, Ye Xingchen had gained some insights in the past month. There was a sword, and it was at the peak of perfection.

Yes, there was no dao in his heart, so how could there be a peak existence? As a martial artist, they should keep their hearts on the peak at all times.

The world of martial arts would never end!

Seeing the sudden change in Ye Xingchen's body, the swords and the rest were all shocked, the aura Ye Xingchen displayed was just too terrifying.

"Haha, he actually succeeded! He actually managed to comprehend a path of his own within the Ninth Level of Body Refinement! This is great! Master has appeared! Master has appeared!" The group of people from Jian Fang's faction laughed out loud. They had been waiting for this day for a long time.

It was at this time that Ye Xingchen, who was about to say something, was suddenly stunned. Then, he stared right at the side of the Bodhi Tree. After a burst of spatial undulations, an illusory figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xingchen.

When the figure turned to look at Ye Xingchen, Ye Xingchen seemed to be possessed, he quietly stood in front of the Bodhi Tree without moving an inch.

Suddenly, an imposing aura that filled the sky instantly pressured down on Ye Xingchen's body, but at the moment, Ye Xingchen was no longer able to resist.

Just like that, Ye Xingchen and the illusionary figure continued to look at each other.

"What is Peak of Martial Arts?" After a long while, this illusory figure asked. His voice contained a trace of grief and desolation.

Ye Xingchen did not say a word.

"What is Peak of Martial Arts?" This illusory figure continued to ask the same question, but the second time, his voice changed.

Ye Xingchen remained silent.

"What is Peak of Martial Arts?" This was the third time the illusionary figure asked Ye Xingchen, and at this time, the illusionary figure looked at Ye Xingchen, as though his eyes could see through the world source, and saw through Ye Xingchen's entire mind.

"The path of martial arts is for one's heart and one's heart. Only by moving forward bravely with one mind would one have the qualifications to pursue that illusory Peak of Martial Arts." This time, Ye Xingchen spoke. He simply said a few words, but those words, represented the dao that he had cultivated for so many years.

The illusionary figure did not say anything after hearing it, and only laughed while looking at Ye Xingchen.

Just like this, time ticked by as the two of them looked at each other for a quarter of an hour.

"My disciple, give full play to my line of Jian Jingtian." After this illusory figure finished his sentence, he instantly disappeared into the river of history.

"Sword Saint Jian Jingtian?" Ye Xingchen muttered to himself as he looked at the spot where the illusionary figure had disappeared.

"Am I recognized?" Ye Xingchen muttered to himself. At the same time, a lot of information appeared in Ye Xingchen's mind, including Jian Jingtian's inheritance.

Just like this, under the Bodhi Tree, Ye Xingchen started to comprehend the Tao technique that was passed down in the Sword Saint Jian Jingtian.

At this time, Ye Xingchen was quietly standing under the Bodhi Tree, his face was brimming with an excited expression, his hand was still touching the Bodhi Tree, and the Tao techniques taught by the Sword Saint Jian Jingtian in his mind slowly scattered across Ye Xingchen's body.

Finally, Ye Xingchen put his hand down, and his eyes closed slightly as the things transmitted to him by the Sword Saint Jian Jingtian continuously flashed through his mind.

"The sword itself is made of iron, but because it is persistent, it becomes spiritual, it moves from the heart to the heart, it lives on the blood, it dies because it does not want to die." The sword itself is made of iron, but on the heart, it lives on the blood, it dies because it does not want to live. Ye Xingchen's expression was solemn, as he muttered to himself.

The people from Sword Sect and the rest looked at Ye Xingchen quietly, not disturbing him.

Ye Xingchen's mind flashed with the words that had been passed down since ancient times, as he continuously memorized these words and scenes.

The Bodhi Tree had been around for a long time, and no one knew how many years he had lived from when he was born.