vstars Chapter 249: The Chronicles of the Southern Cloud Sect
Chapter 249: The Chronicles of the Southern Cloud Sect
"The ancestors of the Murong and Yan clans were swept into this secret realm by a storm due to the disorder of the outer restrictions."
"Each gets what they deserve..."
"When they return, there is no way forward; they must first break the seal..."
Two hundred and thirty years ago, the two families joined forces and found two near-third-tier barrier-breaking talismans to enter this place once.
However, because the Murong clan cultivators had not mastered the true meaning of swordsmanship, they were unable to open the gates of the Scripture Pavilion.
Both groups departed with regret.
The Yan family also wanted to have this place to themselves.
Unfortunately, the path to becoming a sword immortal is difficult, as difficult as ascending to heaven, and the inheritance of sword immortals is also hard to find, so they have never been able to fulfill their wish.
Even third-tier array masters are rare.
After all, learning formations requires a large amount of materials, resulting in significant losses.
This is something that ordinary Foundation Establishment families simply cannot afford.
Both sides wanted to destroy the other and seize the opportunity, but they were evenly matched, so they could only form a superficial alliance while secretly accumulating strength.
Be wary of each other.
……
In this generation, the Murong clan produced a sword genius.
The Yan family produced a master of formations, which led to this collaboration.
Fortunately, after more than two hundred years of accumulation, Yan Zekun finally stepped into the ranks of quasi-third-tier array masters.
Murong Qingshuang was not entirely without suspicion of the Yan family during this trip.
First: She concealed her cultivation level.
Secondly, she prepared to dispel the poison pill.
There is also the near-Tier 3 forbidden artifact, the "Ice Flame Pearl".
She believed that she could even fight a fake Core Formation cultivator.
In fact, if it weren't for the poisoning, Murong Qingshuang could indeed fight against a fake elixir by burning the "Power of Three Flowers".
how...
Despite her meticulous planning, she never anticipated that Yan Zekun's prowess extended beyond his mastery of array formations.
His skills in the world of poisons were also unparalleled. (His mask concealed hidden injuries to his poison sac caused by his practice of poisons.)
The 'Ice Lotus Hidden Flower' he cultivated was beyond the reach of ordinary antidotes.
This rendered all of Murong Qingshuang's preparations futile.
This perfectly illustrates the saying: "One wrong move, and the whole game is lost!"
……
Yang Jiuli viewed the feud between the Murong and Yan clans as an outsider.
He used the talisman seed from his previous life to observe Murong Qingshuang's entire life, hoping to obtain the complete "Cold Current Sword Technique".
Unsurprisingly.
The "Frosty Flow Sword Technique" is a forbidden technique of the Murong Clan. Ordinary direct descendants can only learn the first two forms.
Only after establishing the foundation can one obtain the two more techniques.
To obtain the complete "Frostflow Sword Technique," the clan elders' consent is required.
Only then can the restriction be lifted, allowing them to enter the forbidden area for enlightenment.
Therefore, ordinary Murong clan cultivators do not possess the complete version of the "Cold Flow Sword Technique".
This was also to prevent the Yan family from seizing the sword manual and opening the scripture pavilion of this ancient secret realm on their own.
Observing Murong Qingshuang's life also gave Yang Jiuli a new understanding of swordsmanship.
At the same time, he also obtained the incantation to activate the ancient token.
With a flick of Yang Jiuli's hand, Murong Qingshuang's ancient token flew out of her storage bag.
As for Murong Xi, Yan Zhenshu, and the others, Yang Jiuli froze them and stored them in a separate storage bag for later use.
Observing these two people in charge of this secret realm is enough to understand everything.
The other few had such low Foundation Establishment cultivation levels that even if one observed their entire lives, they wouldn't gain much.
Then, Yang Jiuli flicked his hand and put the 'Ice Lotus Mist Hidden Flower' into his storage bag.
After doing all this, he looked at the library in front of him.
At this time, the palace gates were already tightly closed.
Yang Jiuli also learned about the layout of the place from Yan Haolin's memories.
However, he still wanted to try and see if he could open the palace gate.
The token is suspended in mid-air.
Yang Jiuli made a hand seal, chanted an incantation, and with a flick of his hand, a dense, chilling sword energy emanated from his fingertips.
The sword energy gradually condensed into a hand seal.
In the training ground, a ripple suddenly appeared in the air, as if heaven and earth were resonating.
A cold wind swept in.
Every gust of wind was like a sword piercing the air, making a sharp, whistling sound.
Accompanied by a force of heaven and earth, it converged towards Yang Jiuli.
This caused his entire aura to suddenly change, and a new force appeared in his sword energy.
It has become more sharp and more substantial.
Then, the sword light condensed into a hand seal, which he then channeled into the token in front of him.
The seal was injected into the token, which immediately shone brightly and evolved into a sword of energy.
The sword energy enveloped the qi sword, which hovered in the air, radiating a blazing light that stung the eyes.
"Activate!" Yang Jiuli gestured with his hand, and the 'Qi Sword' flew towards the tightly closed palace gate in front of him.
The energy sword was injected into the groove.
The two tiger ferrets and Little Ice stared wide-eyed at the palace gate.
The little fox also twitched its long ears and looked over.
The runes in the grooves were instantly illuminated and continued to extend, radiating a dazzling light.
Then, the tightly closed door slowly opened wide.
A dark and gloomy passage was revealed.
Yang Jiuli flicked his hand, putting the ancient token into his storage bag, and then stepped forward towards the ancient hall ahead.
Upon entering the hall, one sees rows of ancient wooden shelves on both sides, upon which are placed ancient books.
The ancient book was wrapped in a box with a label indicating what kind of practice it was.
Looking ahead, there is a spiral staircase.
The entrance to the staircase is protected by a barrier, emanating a powerful surge of magical energy.
The shockwave made Tiger Sable and Little Ice, who had entered the hall with Yang Jiuli, shudder and immediately stop.
They looked at Yang Jiuli cautiously.
"A third-tier restriction... isolates the underground and surrounding space, making it impossible to enter..."
Yang Jiuli glanced at the barrier at the entrance, then looked away and scanned the nearby books.
He had already studied many of the basic techniques in his previous life.
The only thing missing is the legacy of a sword immortal.
"Huh, the Nanyun Sect Records..." Suddenly, he saw a label in front of a box in the corner.
Clearly, this is an ancient book recording the deeds of a sect, and it is unknown who placed it here.
At that moment, Yang Jiuli used a hand gesture to draw it to his front and put it into his storage bag.
He then glanced around again, but didn't see many useful ancient books, so he left.
"If I can draw a third-tier 'Restriction-Breaking Talisman' someday... it won't be too late to come back here!" Yang Jiuli muttered to himself.
I already have a plan in mind.
He picked all the snow lotuses from the two spirit pools on the left and right, and put them into a jade box and sealed them in ice.
They then left the training ground.
Yang Jiuli arrived at the mountain peak and found a cool pavilion overlooking the abyss. He brewed a pot of wine and began to read the "Chronicles of the Southern Cloud Sect".
The pages are ancient and made of animal hide.
The first page contains a record of the Nanyun Sect.
The Southern Ridge Mountains, the fourth-tier immortal sect, the Southern Cloud Sect...
"A fourth-tier immortal sect..." Upon seeing this information, Yang Jiuli's heart was filled with ripples.
The level of this secret realm was beyond his imagination.
I thought this was just a third-tier immortal sect.
If there were even a Golden Core cultivator, it would be extraordinary. Who would have thought that this would actually be a fourth-order immortal sect?
"A fourth-order immortal sect means there is a fourth-order spiritual vein here..." Yang Jiuli murmured.
Even after living several lifetimes, he was still filled with surging emotions and could hardly suppress them.
If one cultivates in a fourth-tier spiritual vein, a Core Formation cultivator will have a considerable chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Without such a spiritual vein, one would need to find another spiritual vein to form a Nascent Soul.
Or go to the fourth-tier immortal city.
The text records that the Nanyun Sect had a Nascent Soul True Lord, known as the Three Primal True Lords of Dongyuan Xuanshui.
In addition, the Nanyun Sect has thirty-six peaks.
Every peak master is a Core Formation True Person.
Such profound knowledge and experience is truly astonishing.
The Cold Current Peak has now had thirteen peak masters:
The current peak master is named Jiang Wangyue, also known as "Cold Current True Man," and is a True Core cultivator.
In addition, the sect's records also state that there are two fourth-tier immortal sects coexisting in the central and northern parts of the Southern Ridge.
"The Southern Ridge actually has three major fourth-tier immortal sects..."
"Why didn't the information provided by the Li family mention this?"
"Is it because of the great age... that later generations don't know... or is it only passed down among the third-tier immortal sects?" Yang Jiuli murmured.
At the same time, he became even more curious.
Why did these three major immortal sects disappear without a trace?
As for why the "Nanyun Sect" perished.
This was not recorded in this book.
"It seems this land...buries many unknown secrets!" Yang Jiuli murmured.
He sat in the mountains, looking down at the land, filled with curiosity.
"Ah!" Beside her, the little fox blinked its jewel-like eyes, as if it wanted to say something, but then stopped itself.
Yang Jiuli glanced at the little fox, a thought flashing through his mind. "Could this little fellow know something?"
However, seeing the latter's wary look, he didn't say anything more.
Beside them, the blue-eyed sable's eyes lit up, as if it had sensed its master's thoughts.
It opened its mouth, intending to ask the little fox a question.
However, Yang Jiuli gave it a wink, saying that sometimes, things should just happen naturally.
If you push too hard, it will backfire.
Therefore, even though the little fox was unwilling, he did not intend to force him.
The blue-eyed tiger-sable understood, but did not speak.
"Let's go for a walk in the mountains!" After taking a sip of tea, Yang Jiuli put away the "Records of the Southern Cloud Sect" and got up.
Two tiger ferrets, Little Ice, and the little fox got up as well.
Thus, Yang Jiuli walked to the mountaintop.
According to the "Chronicles of the Southern Cloud Sect," the peak master, "True Man of Cold Flow," resided in the Cold Flow Abode atop this mountain.
In my memory, people from the Yan and Murong clans also went to search for it.
There were no restrictions along the way.
Upon reaching the summit, a third-order restriction enveloped the area, making it impossible for anyone to advance an inch.
Yang Jiuli stood amidst the clouds and mist, looking up at the archway in front of him.
The words "cold wave" are engraved on the archway.
Along with it came an immense and powerful surge of sword energy.
There was frost on the ground.
It was icy cold.
Even Yang Jiuli, who had cultivated the "Heavenly Fiend Body Refining Technique," couldn't help but shudder.
He used his divine sense to sense the plaque in front of him.
The two characters on the plaque, "Cold Current," suddenly flashed with a cold light.
The sound of flowing water could be heard.
Splash!
It's incredibly realistic.
Subconsciously, a ripple seemed to spread through the air.
The overwhelming chill, like silk threads or a vast river of swords, swept down from the plaque and swirled towards Yang Jiuli.
Yang Jiuli moved and immediately flew backward at high speed.
It flew back a full hundred meters before finally stopping.
The two tiger ferrets, along with Little Ice and the fox, also retreated rapidly.
call!
Ahead, a cold wind swept by.
The sword's aura was intimidating.
The mighty river of swords that had rushed in earlier had vanished, as if it had never existed.
"Like an illusion, yet real... Could this be a higher realm of swordsmanship?" Yang Jiuli looked up.
He narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.