The Heavenly Sword that Covers the Sky

Chapter 5
Clumsy Peak, as its name suggests, has no magnificent scenery, no majestic momentum, no spiritual roots, and nothing extraordinary.

It is ordinary, almost desolate, like a wild land, with withered vines, old trees and crows, and the blood-colored sunset, it is full of admiration, not like the main peak of Xianmen at all.

There are broken walls and ruins on the clumsy peak, endless rubble, wormwood overgrown, thorns everywhere, and even the mountain road is gone.
This main peak is not very majestic, but only 3000 meters high. There can be dozens of "slave peaks" belonging to it, and many of them are higher than the main peak.

Obviously, this is a declining inheritance. This place is very quiet, and there are almost no people. The main peak can be described as an ancient wolf forest, surrounded by old vines. It is very desolate, and it looks like no one has been around for a long time.

At this moment, the front was silent and desolate. The overgrown weeds in front of the mountain gate under the main peak did not look like a fairy mountain. On an ancient tree not far away, a few crows croaked and flew up with flapping wings.The road on the mountain was completely submerged by thorns, and the vegetation was messy. It seemed that no one had cleared it for a long time.

Although it is one of the main peaks of the [-] paths and represents a powerful inheritance, it seems to have declined, and there is not even a disciple guarding the mountain gate.

At this moment, a rickety, trembling old man stepped out of a dilapidated temple on the mountain and walked down.

"My Clumsy Peak has been desolate for many years, but I don't want it to be lively today. Presumably, you all came here for the inheritance of my Clumsy Peak?" His eyes were cloudy, very old, and he said: "500 years, the inheritance has always been It has never appeared, it is almost cut off, and I don’t know how long it will take, if you come here, you may only return empty-handed.”

This emaciated, somewhat weak old man is Zhuofeng's only disciple today, and his name is Li Ruoyu.

"Senior Brother Li, this...is the Holy Son of Light, and he came to my Taixuan Sect this time just for the legendary fairy art..." Headmaster Taixuan said with difficulty.

500 years ago, the master of Clumsy Peak and the Supreme Elder of Yaoguang Holy Land died together, and this is also the reason why the inheritance of Clumsy Peak was cut off.

"Junior Yaoguang, I have met Senior Li. This junior is only here to obtain the legendary secret technique, and please senior to fulfill it." Yaoguang spoke, and he bowed with a respectful attitude.

After all, there is a need for others, and 500 years ago, there was a dispute between the Wailing Holy Land and Clumsy Peak, and even now it is not an exaggeration to say that it is hatred.

"Shaking Light Holy Land..." The old man didn't get angry as he imagined, but just sighed softly, and then said: "The hatred of the predecessors doesn't need to be extended to the younger generations. Let him pass the past. .”

"Since the head teacher has spoken, then follow me. You must know that the inheritance of this main peak is one of the nine secrets. I hope you can gain something." Li Ruoyu turned around and led the way for Yaoguang.

The 3000-meter-high main peak has many temples on it, but many of them have collapsed, with ancient trees falling on it, vines all over the place, and weeds in the courtyard are half the height of a person.

On the top of the clumsy peak, there are rubble everywhere, and there is not a single intact building.Among them, there is an open area, where there are nine steps paved with jade. Although the years have passed, the jade is still crystal clear, not damaged, and looks very soft.

As the only disciple and elder of Clumsy Peak, Li Ruoyu was filled with emotion, and said: "500 years ago, all Taixuan sect disciples would not want to step up to the ninth rank of heavenly stick and become a disciple of Clumsy Peak. What a sight it was in the past."

"This is the Nine Steps to the Heavenly Ladder. Back then, how many amazing and talented people climbed the Heavenly Ladder, and they are proud of it..." Headmaster Taixuan was in a daze, feeling a little emotional, and said, "Unfortunately, they are almost drowned in dust now. Once down, it will no longer be as brilliant as it used to be..."

Yaoguang looked at the ninth-level jade steps in front of him, a little surprised. He didn't expect this dusty ninth-level jade steps to have such a glorious history. His eyes sparkled, and he was eager to try.

Then Yaoguang took a step and quickly walked towards the ninth ladder.

Li Ruoyu opened his cloudy eyes and said, "Young man, you might as well give it a try."

Headmaster Taixuan saw Yaoguang's move, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't step forward to stop it.

The old man in sackcloth didn't move at all, he had absolute confidence in Fluctlight.

The so-called nine-step heavenly ladder is composed of nine kinds of ancient jade, with different colors, no bright light, only a little bit of crystal.

Yaoguang climbed the first jade steps, the green ancient jade brilliance shone and rippled out, he looked very relaxed.

Stepping forward again, the second jade step suddenly appeared red and red, but Yaoguang still didn't seem to feel anything.

When the third step fell, the blue ancient jade radiance fell, and became crystal clear. At this time, Yaoguang began to feel the pressure, and there was an external force oppressing him.

Then came the fourth step, the fifth step... until the eighth step, Yaoguang felt a huge pressure, as if he was carrying a towering mountain, which was extremely heavy.

Yaoguang was sweating profusely. He straightened his body and performed the profound method. His eyes were shining with golden light, and his whole body shone with radiant light. His golden hair danced wildly without wind, like a god descending from the mortal world.

"boom!"

Under tremendous pressure, Fluctlight operated the secret method to bloom a bright radiance, took the last step, and ascended the ninth step of the ladder.

Immediately, there was bursts of fairy music, five-color brilliance soared into the sky, seven-colored auras emerged, and the clumsy peaks were different.

"This..." In the back, Li Ruoyu had a shocked expression on his face, his body was trembling slightly, and he couldn't believe it all, and said to himself: "In the past, I heard that people who could reach the seventh level were already called You are a genius in the world, and the clumsy peak has been passed down to this day. I don't know if anyone has climbed the ninth step of the ladder..."

Headmaster Taixuan had a solemn expression on his face, and Yaoguang's performance was so brilliant that this headmaster Taixuan had to look sideways at him.

The old man in sackcloth who came with the fluttering light was all smiles, obviously, he was very satisfied with the fluttering performance.

"Such a talent, such a demeanor... It's really amazing! I think my little friend will have great achievements in the future, and it is unknown to be able to compare with the ancient great talents and even the ancient sages." Taixuan praised, facing the shaker on the nine-step ladder Light said.

Yaoguang stood on the nine-step ladder, calming down the fluctuations of divine power brought about by the full operation of the secret technique, and the brilliant brilliance also slowly converged, no longer so dazzling, and finally softened.

The golden long hair that danced wildly without wind also fell down, and the shining eyes also dimmed, no longer blooming brightly, but hidden under the soft misty light.

"Senior is overrated." Yaoguang responded with a clear and humble voice.

"I don't know how to make the inheritance come back?" Yaoguang turned to Li Ruoyu and asked.

Li Ruoyu said: "The entire Clumsy Peak is the scriptures, only the Clumsy Peak shines brilliantly, its brilliance soars to the sky, and the celestial spirit surrounds it, which means the reappearance of inheritance."

Li Ruoyu thought for a while, and then said: "Of course, it doesn't have to be like this. For thousands of years, there has been an accident. A former sage once got the cultivation method of the secret art before it was passed down, and the final achievement is comparable to the ancient one. Great power, unrivaled mana.

"No one knows how he did it. Before he died, he only left twelve words.

"The great success is like a lack, the great profit is like a rush, the great skill is like a clumsy..."

(End of this chapter)