After awakening the magical power, all demons are firewood

Chapter 348 Sword Inheritance
Chapter 341: Sword Inheritance

This huge [White Tiger] is not only majestic in stature, but he is also a great swordsman who is above the [Pillar].

As time goes by, its body and soul have long been honed to the extreme by the arduous and arduous true meaning of swordsmanship. Every inch of its skin and every wisp of its soul contains the charm of the sword and the profundity of the Tao.

It just stands here quietly, without saying a word, but it is already a monument of kendo, emitting endless brilliance.

That brilliance contains its lifelong insights into the way of the sword and the experience of practicing it, which is enough to make all those who come after it feel awe, savor it carefully, and absorb the essence and wisdom of the great way from it.

Han Yue looked at this giant of swordsmanship, her heart disturbed from time to time. She felt that her heartbeat seemed to be synchronized with the pulse of the [White Tiger]. Every beat was full of the charm and power of swordsmanship.

He did not continue to fly in the light, but chose to land on the back of the White Tiger.

The back was as broad as a plain, with a faint sword light flowing on the skin and flesh, and every inch contained endless sword secrets.

Han Yue stood here, feeling as if she had merged into the back of the White Tiger, which was as big as the continent, and had become a part of its swordsmanship.

For some reason, the sword skills he developed based on the [Zhu Xian Sword Formation] seemed to be warmly welcomed in the [White Tiger Sword Tomb]!

No matter where he went, he could feel that he was being pursued extremely enthusiastically by the White Tiger Dharmakaya.

It was as if there was some kind of mysterious resonance between his swordsmanship and this [White Tiger].

Just like before, he easily broke through the limitations of the White Tiger's hair and comprehended the "Hair Soul-Entangled Sword Sutra".

He felt the spine of the White Tiger and discovered that within its pure flesh and blood, there was also an extremely profound sword tradition.

And he didn't spend much effort to obtain the "Secret Record of White Tiger Sword Forging".

This inheritance emphasizes using one's body to become a sword, and the sword as the form. After mastering it, one can obtain a solid sword form that is no less powerful than the immortal magic treasure. When one casually swings the sword, the sword energy will fly freely with the wind, and the combat power is extremely strong.

This inheritance of "The Secret Record of the White Tiger Sword Forging Body" is of much higher grade than the previous "Hair-Wrapped Soul Sword Sutra" and is already a great inheritance that directly leads to the fifth-level [Door] position.

Among ordinary fifth-order forces, it can already be regarded as the inheritance of the fundamental law.

But Han Yue gave it up without hesitation!
Although the "Secret Record of the White Tiger Sword Forging Body" is powerful, it is not the ultimate sword art that he is currently seeking, and it is not worthy of his "Zhu Xian Sword Formation".

There are countless sword traditions in this [White Tiger Sword Tomb]. Since he has come here, he naturally wants to obtain an inheritance that suits his heart best.

Han Yue followed the back of the White Tiger, along its spine, all the way upstream towards the huge tiger's head.

This big [white tiger] has a clear outline when viewed from a distance, but when you get really close, it's like a person in the mountains, unaware of how high the mountain is.

It's like a blind man touching an elephant, unable to see the whole picture at once.

Although Han Yue did not fly at full speed, he was able to cross a thousand miles with just one step, and his speed was extremely fast.

As he moved forward, his sword intent also connected with the large spine of the White Tiger.

His sword intent seemed to turn into an invisible chain, tightly connected to the spine of the White Tiger.

With every step forward, he could feel the ancient and pure kendo power surging in the spine beneath his feet, as if guiding him towards a higher level of kendo understanding.

As he continued to climb forward, the atmosphere around him began to change.

In Han Yue's perception, beneath the originally plain skin and flesh, the dragon-like spine gradually revealed complex runes and flowing light.

These are the marks of White Tiger's lifelong sword practice, recording its countless battles and moments of enlightenment.

There was a gleam in Han Yue's eyes, and he began to try to understand these runes and feel the sword intent and laws contained in them.

A strong resonance arose in his heart, an indescribable sense of fit.

When he walked all the way to the neck of the White Tiger, another sword tradition emerged in his mind, which was the "Dragon-like Great Sword Chapter"!
This is another great inheritance that leads directly to the fifth level!

It is one point stronger than the "Secret Record of White Tiger Sword Building" and can already directly reach the position of "Pillar".

He closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and carefully felt the essence of this sword technique.

Gradually, he discovered that although this sword technique was extremely powerful, it tended to be fierce and domineering, which was different from the sword technique he pursued.

His swordsmanship focuses more on extreme sharpness and lethality rather than simply great power.

So, he set out on his journey again and continued to move towards the head of the White Tiger.

As he continued to move forward, the sword energy around him became stronger and stronger, as if every wisp of air contained endless sword intent.

Although his steps were steady, his heart was full of anticipation and enjoyment.

For him, every process of absorbing and comprehending the kendo heritage is no less than an ultimate kendo practice.

Even though he didn't actually choose any inheritance, he still benefited a lot!
Infinite insights into the way of the sword filled his mind, allowing his sword skills to improve constantly.

The [Zhu Xian Sword Formation] seemed to have arrived at an inexhaustible treasure trove of resources. As it flashed, it madly sucked in the sea of ​​sword intent surrounding Han Yue.

The magical talismans of this sword formation also evolved further and became more complex.

Han Yue could clearly feel that a new sword-wielding [Daoguo] was already in the making. Perhaps in the next second after he absorbed the sword-wielding power, it would leap out from his [Zhu Xian Sword Formation].

He couldn't help but begin to concentrate more on comprehending the sword energy around him, trying to merge more deeply with the sword intent of the White Tiger, in the hope of catalyzing the nascent sword dao fruit.

He knew that this was a rare opportunity that might allow him to take his sword skills to a new level.

Under Han Yue's deliberate guidance, the suction power of the [Zhu Xian Sword Formation] became stronger and stronger, like a greedy giant beast, constantly devouring the surrounding sword intent.

And those sword intents that were devoured, after being refined by the sword formation, were transformed into pure sword principles, and fed back to Han Yue, making his understanding of swordsmanship more and more profound.

As time went by, Han Yue felt as if he had merged into one with the entire [White Tiger Sword Tomb].

He could clearly sense the flow of every sword energy and the rhythm of every sword intent. This feeling made him intoxicated and completely immersed in the ocean of swordsmanship.

As he became more obsessed, he comprehended a new sword tradition, which was the "Listening to the Spirit Sword Tide Sound Score" hidden in the ear of this "White Tiger".

This is also a great way inheritance that directly points to the fifth level. Its method of cultivating sound attack, using musical notes to transform sword intent, is also the best among alternative sword techniques.

He continued to move forward, stepped over the planet-like tiger head, and stood on the forehead of the big [white tiger].

On the head of this big white tiger, which was completely silver-white with almost no other colors, there was a huge golden "king" character pattern, as if it was embedded in the skin and flesh of the white tiger.

And all the sword intent, having arrived here, finally reached a peak.

In Han Yue's perception, the forehead of the [White Tiger] is the place with the strongest sword intent in the [White Tiger Sword Tomb].

The reason why he gave up many powerful sword-art inheritances along the way and headed straight for this forehead.

This is because, ever since he entered this sword cave, he could clearly feel that there was an extremely strange sword intent that had been inspiring him.

And the [Zhu Xian Sword Formation] in his consciousness reacted most strongly to this sword intent!
Therefore, he had the greatest expectations for this place!

And when he stood on the "King" pattern, an extremely powerful sword intent suddenly appeared from under his feet and directly wrapped him up.

This sword intent had already reached the true [pillar] level, suppressing Han Yue so much that he could not move at all.

He felt as if he was in an endless sea of ​​swords, and every strand of sword power was as heavy as a thousand pounds, making it impossible for him to escape.

However, there was not the slightest fear in his heart, except that when he first arrived in this secret realm, he felt the restrictions imposed by the Sword Ancestor on this secret realm.

All sword practitioners who descend into this [White Tiger Sword Tomb] will be blessed by the [Sword Ancestor] and will never face life-threatening danger in this secret realm.

Also because he did not sense any murderous intent from this sword intent.

The [Zhu Xian Sword Formation] was also spinning wildly in his consciousness, as if it had sensed something extremely important. The light of the sword formation became brighter, and the sword intent became more powerful, as if it was trying to communicate with this powerful sword intent.

As time went by, Han Yue found that he was actually slowly beginning to adapt to this powerful sword intent. His body seemed to be reshaped bit by bit by this sword intent. Every bit of flesh and blood, every wisp of soul was undergoing transformation.

At this moment, his sword skills were improving at an indescribable speed.

And just when he thought he was about to condense a new [Tao Fruit], this sword intent actually swept him away and directly penetrated into the head of the [White Tiger].

For a moment, Han Yue felt as if she had sunk into a strange and bizarre dimension.

The surroundings were inverted with yin and yang, and the sword energy was everywhere. Even he, a fourth-level great cultivator, couldn't figure out his position for a while. After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and came to a strange world where sword intent and laws were intertwined. He seemed to have become a tiny explorer, drifting in this endless ocean of sword intent.

Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented call. It was a mysterious power coming from the depths of this alien space, calling him forward.

Without any hesitation, he moved and turned into a sword light, rushing towards the source of the summons.

In a flash, he bumped into the source of the summons. Suddenly the sky became bright and heaven and earth were separated.

When he came to his senses, he was shocked to find that he appeared in a very strange space.

The [White Tiger Sword Tomb] in the outside world is so vast and wide that even in the void, it is considered a large domain that ranks among the top.

But at this moment, the space he descended into was incredibly narrow and compact!

He inexplicably appeared in a study room of only about 30 square meters.

He looked carefully and found that although the study was small, it was very exquisitely decorated.

The walls were covered with all kinds of paintings, each depicting an image of a white tiger, as if it was a concentrated representation of the big white tiger in the outside world.

The bookshelf near the wall is filled with ancient sword manuals and classics, each of which exudes the accumulation of time and the depth of knowledge.

In the middle of this study, there is a huge desk, and right in front of the desk, there is a figure who is holding a copper pen, concentrating on the desk, carefully painting on a three-foot-long piece of rice paper.

That’s right, Han Yue is not the only one in this space!
When he just arrived, he was also shocked. He didn't expect that there was someone else in this mysterious study.

After he had achieved success in his practice, he rarely had such close contact with other people except those who were very familiar to him!
The improvement of magic power and spiritual awareness has widened the distance between cultivators.

However, he had tried many times, and there was a mysterious suppression upon him, making him seem like a mortal again, completely unable to use his magical powers.

All his magical powers of [Daoguo] were useless, only the [Zhuxian Sword Formation] was still flashing from time to time, as if it was attracted by the outside world.

He looked at the figure in front of him, trying to see the man's face clearly, but the man seemed to be completely immersed in painting and was unaware of Han Yue's arrival.

He became even more curious, and then tiptoed to the desk and his eyes fell on the piece of rice paper.

I saw a lifelike image of a white tiger sketched on the paper, and every stroke was full of sword intent and laws, as if this was not just a painting, but also a profound sword secret book.

The man's painting technique was extremely unique. Every time he put his brush to paper it was as if he was swinging a sword, and every stroke contained endless sword intent.

As Han Yue watched, she actually felt some kind of rhythm and rules of swordsmanship from his paintings.

At this moment, the man finally completed the last stroke. He gently put down the copper pen and looked up at Han Yue.

It was an old and mysterious face, with a broad forehead and thick forehead wrinkles, which faintly revealed an extraordinary majesty, and between the brows, there was an indescribable sense of danger.

Its eyes flashed with a calm gaze, as if it could see through the essence of all things in the world, and as if it was examining its prey.

Han Yue looked into his eyes and felt a sense of oppression as if facing her natural enemy!

"You're here." The man said lightly, his voice full of the vicissitudes of life and majesty.

The old man was not at all surprised by his arrival, as if everything was as it should be, and he had even been waiting for this moment.

"Senior, do you know me?"

Han Yue asked, with a hint of respect for the senior in her voice.

He could feel that the old man in front of him was no ordinary person. The aura emanating from his body echoed with the sword intent in this [White Tiger Sword Tomb], as if he was the soul of this sword tomb.

He naturally had some guesses about the old man's identity, but he still hoped that the other party could give him more information.

The old man smiled slightly, that smile was both kind and majestic:

"Everyone who can come here is the strongest sword genius in the void."

"After coming here, you are no longer a stranger!"

"To you, this place is an unknown secret place, but to me, you are a wanderer returning home."

Han Yue remained silent after hearing this and did not respond to him. Although the old man did not look threatening, he knew that he was no ordinary person and his life and death was actually in his hands.

If it weren't for the protection of the Sword Ancestor in this [White Tiger Sword Tomb], he would not dare to step into danger so casually.

At this moment, he didn't know what the old man's purpose was, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense for fear of offending the other party.

He could only strictly control his behavior and try to get more information. He asked:
"Senior, you are so smart. I really admire you. I wonder if you can tell me where this place is? Why was I summoned here?"

The old man waved his hand gently, indicating that Han Yue did not need to be polite, and then slowly said:
"Since you have met me, you must have guessed my identity."

"That's right. I am the White Tiger's soul that you saw outside. This place is deep in my sea of ​​consciousness, and it is also the place where that old Sword Ancestor trapped my soul."

Han Yue was also shocked when he heard this. Although he had some guesses, he still didn't expect that the person in front of him was actually the soul of the majestic White Tiger!

You have to know that this is a terrifying swordsman on the [Pillar] who was suppressed by the [Sword Ancestor] himself!
The old man then spoke:
"I have been suppressed here by that old Sword Ancestor for over a million years!"

"In the past one million years, many talented sword cultivators have come here to obtain inheritance, comprehend the way of swordsmanship, and refine spiritual treasures."

"Among them, some achieved enlightenment, while others fell. Regardless of their final fate, when they first descended into this [White Tiger Sword Tomb], only the most top-notch geniuses could come before me."

As he spoke, the old man bent down, took out a casually rolled up painting from a pile of drawing papers under the desk, and unrolled it.

Inside were portraits of various monks, both male and female, human and demon, each with extraordinary bearing and distinct characteristics.

The old man flipped through the scroll again and again, and finally pulled out an old painting, placed it in front of Han Yue, and then said:
"Judging from your luck attributes, this guy must be someone you know."

After listening to him, Han Yue looked at the painting and saw a familiar portrait of a young monk appear before his eyes.

This young monk was none other than the Jackdaw ancestor whom he had met not long ago!
It is really as the old [White Tiger] said, the sword geniuses in the void, no matter what their origins are, will come to it under the connection of destiny.

He immediately replied:

"Yes, senior. This portrait is of my [temple system] ancestor, who is the most powerful swordsman in our realm."

The old man was quite familiar with the situation of Jackdaw, and he also said:

"This killer embryo has a good talent for swordsmanship. What's more rare is that he is quite compatible with the swordsmanship inheritance contained in my soul. He can draw good sword paintings. He is a swordsman seed that I am looking forward to!"

There was a hint of approval in the old man's words, and it was obvious that he thought highly of Jackdaw.

Then the old man spoke again:
"You have come a long way and should have gained a lot of sword arts inheritance hidden in my real body."

"Every sword tradition in my true body was evolved by the Sword Ancestor through my body."

"These inheritances, from the lowest level four inheritance to the highest level up to the top inheritance above the [pillar], total one hundred and eight."

"These inheritances are not only treasures for cultivation, but also the shackles that old Sword Ancestor uses to suppress me."

"If I want to escape, I must find a way to break free from these shackles of inheritance."

“But among the seals he placed on me, there is only one way to break these one hundred and eight shackles, and that is to find a suitable successor for each inheritance and pass on this inheritance to complete cultivation.”

"That's why I attracted the sword genius from the void to this [White Tiger Sword Tomb]!"

"This [White Tiger Sword Tomb] has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and the number of cultivators, both big and small, who have come here is already too numerous to count."

"Among these 108 inheritances, there are 81 inheritances that have been completely cultivated by successors, and more than half of them have already been cultivated."

"If it weren't for this, it would be quite difficult for me to bring you here to see me."

"But among all the inheritances that Sword Ancestor has given me, the inheritance on the physical body is easier to deal with. There is only one inheritance that is combined with my soul. It is ranked first among the 108 inheritances, and it is also the most difficult to practice!"

"It is this inheritance that suppresses my soul here, causing me to lose all my freedom."

"Therefore, I am searching for all the sword geniuses in this void, and I have no ill intentions."

"I just want to find someone who can pass on this inheritance in my soul to me so that I can complete my practice and help me escape from this predicament!"

(End of this chapter)