Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple brought Song Changsheng outside Stele Forest, where many square Quiet Rooms were built, just like matchboxes.
The other party handed him a small sword-shaped Jade Tablet, and then left on his own.
Following the guidance on Jade Tablet, Song Changsheng opened a Quiet Room near the corner. The indoor space was not large, about a dozen square meters, and the furnishings were also very simple, with just one Meditation Cushion and an incense burner.
Song Changsheng placed the infant Little Ling Yun on Meditation Cushion, then walked to the incense burner, stretched out his hand to pick up a stick of incense, and said in wonder, "It's actually [Calming Incense], what a big gesture."
[Calming Incense] is a kind of fragrance made from the special Spirit Plant. The smell it emits after being lit has the effect of calming the mind and getting rid of distracting thoughts, which can prevent monks from being taken advantage of by demons during retreat.
Although this thing is not precious, if it is left here for people to use at will, it will be a huge expense over the years.
After blowing lightly, [Calming Incense] spontaneously ignited without fire, emitting a handful of green smoke.
Insert it into the incense burner, Song Changsheng take out Tai Chi Diagram and sit cross-legged, slowly closing his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already on a vast ocean, surrounded by nothing but the roar of the sea.
The sky is evenly divided into two colors: black and white. The white center is a dazzling Great Sun, while the black center is a bright moon.
There is a light group suspended between the sky and the earth, emitting circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.
Beside the light group is a seemingly ordinary Jade Slip.
This is Sea of Consciousness of Song Changsheng. Everything here is made up of his Mental Energy power. In this fictional spiritual world, he is the only master, and any external Divine Soul will be suppressed by him.
Unless the opponent's Divine Soul is far more powerful than his Sea of Consciousness, he will be invincible.
But what is different from others is that there are two anomalies in his Sea of Consciousness. One is the culprit that caused him to be reborn in the Ziyu Realm, and the other is the "meeting gift" left by the thigh he just hugged.
Looking at the light group, Song Changsheng muttered secretly, "Master said that every time I break through a big realm, I will unlock a Restriction. Now that I am Foundation Establishment, I should be qualified to read the content of the first level, right?"
Thinking of this, he came to the light group and tentatively stretched out his finger to point at it.
At the moment of contact, the light group burst out with bright light. Song Changsheng suddenly felt an electric shock, and then he felt that something seemed to be transmitted to his body.
"This is... a memory of Master?" Song Changsheng suddenly had a realization in his heart. What this light ball recorded was actually part of the memory belonging to [Qingtian Sword Immortal].
Song Changsheng quickly checked the paragraph he had obtained. After reading it, he suddenly became excited.
There isn't much information recorded in this memory, but it mentions a very important piece of information.
The Jade Slip recorded as Dao Scripture is actually a Magic Artifacts, or a Magic Artifacts of high quality.
However, due to the passage of time and wandering among the Star Sea, the aura was exhausted, causing Artifact Spirit to fall into a deep sleep.
The memory left by [Qingtian Sword Immortal] mainly records the method of awakening Artifact Spirit, and emphasizes that as long as Artifact Spirit can be awakened, he can truly become the master of Dao Scripture.
Song Changsheng's heart suddenly became hot. After these years of understanding, he knew very well that what was recorded in Jade Slip was not just a volume of Dao Scripture, but a vast Scripture Repository.
If it can be completely used by him, how can Song Clan not rise?
But when he saw the method of awakening, a big question mark appeared in his head, because there was only one sentence recorded on it - just use something that nourishes Divine Soul to awaken it.
There was no mention of specific treasures, no specific grades, and even the required quantity was not recorded.
Song Changsheng had a look of confusion in his eyes. Does this mean that all comers are welcome and the demand is unknown?
"Well, it seems that we need to pay more attention to the spiritual things that nourish Divine Soul. It's another gold-swallowing beast." Song Changsheng sighed quietly. Everything has a price, and every peck and every drink has a certain price.
After setting awakening Artifact Spirit as a long-term goal in the future, Song Changsheng turned his attention to Dao Scripture. He had not yet understood Dao Scripture after breaking through Foundation Establishment Late Stage. He didn't know what he would get this time, and he was looking forward to it.
Putting his consciousness into Jade Slip, paragraphs of golden text flashed before his eyes one by one, and he soon fell into Epiphany...
The moonlight is sultry, the breeze is blowing on the face, Song Qingxing is sitting cross-legged under Sword Stele like a sculpture, a look of pain flashes between his eyebrows from time to time.
At this moment, his consciousness was in a claustrophobic space, surrounded by darkness, no light, no sound, only an aloof man standing in front of him holding a sword.
Song Qingxing stood up with difficulty. His body was covered with scars, and blood soaked through his robe, flowing silently on the ground.
He couldn't remember how many times he stood up after falling down. The man in front of him was simply terrifyingly strong.
Although they were in the same realm as him, he felt that the other person was like a towering mountain, while he was just a low mound.
"You are the ninth one to come here, and you are also the weakest one. Just go, you are not qualified to accept my inheritance." Arrogant Man stood with his sword and said coldly and arrogantly.
"Not interested.
Die! "
Song Qingxing held the long sword in his hand and thrust it out with all his strength.
It's not that he said it out of anger, he was really not interested in the other party's inheritance, even if the other party was very strong, ridiculously strong.
But for him, after all, it is other people's way, not his. He has his own way to walk. Even if there are thorns and monsters ahead, he will use his Three-Foot Green Edge sword to overcome them!
The reason why he stayed in this trial was to defeat the enemy in front of him. He fell down again and again, just to make the sword in his hand sharper, just to be able to go higher and further in the future!
"Hmph, what you say is true!"
Looking at the cold light piercing his chest, Arrogant Man showed a trace of disdain in his eyes. He waved his sword lightly, Sword Qi galloped, and Song Qingxing flew backwards again.
But he quickly stood up again, and once again charged forward silently with his sword in hand. The blood on his face made him even more ferocious out of thin air.
With the same light sword, Song Qingxing's chest bloomed with blood flowers, and flew backwards again...
In this dark and claustrophobic space, Song Qingxing flew out again and again, and then stabbed his opponent with the sword in his hand at a faster speed, over and over again.
He didn't know how many wounds he had on his body, or how many times he got up from the ground. He only knew that Wuwei charged in silence.
Gradually, his sword became faster and sharper. Although he was still no match for Arrogant Man, his perseverance and understanding moved Arrogant Man.
Another sword slashed him away. Arrogant Man put the long sword into its sheath and said with a hint of appreciation, "I have seen eight geniuses who are more talented than you, but in the end they all failed my test.
Your perseverance is commendable, but it makes me look at you differently. I can accept you as Registered Disciple and teach you some sword skills. "
If other people had heard this, they would have been ecstatic and bowed to him. Unfortunately, he met Song Qingxing.
Faced with the doubts of peerless inheritance, he just held the sword, silently but firmly stepped forward step by step, and then stabbed out accurately and quickly!
Arrogant Man flashed a hint of evil in his eyes, and said angrily, "Since you don't know what is good for you, then go and die!"
"Shua"
He raised his hand Azure Peak high.
"Qiang"
"Clang"
With a crisp sound, the sword in Song Qingxing's hand was cut into two pieces.
Another move and he was defeated.
But the difference is that this time, Arrogant Man did not stop. Instead, he raised the sword again and thrust it out hard.
"Pfft"
The sharp sword tip pierced his skin and penetrated his body.
Song Qingxing stiffened, slowly raised his head, and showed a sarcastic look. The opportunity he had been waiting for was at this moment!
"Shua"
He used all the strength of this broken body to swing out the Broken Sword in his hand, actually intending to exchange his life for injury.
"Qiang"
But unfortunately, the sword was blocked, and the rest of the sword shattered into pieces, leaving only the hilt.
There was a trace of unwillingness in Song Qingxing's eyes. He felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy and his eyes were getting blurry. Even Arrogant Man in front of him had a double image.
Clenching his teeth tightly, as his consciousness was dying, Song Qingxing used the most helpless and ridiculous move in his life.
He used his last bit of strength to smash the hilt of the sword into Arrogant Man's face.
"Pa"
Looking at the red mark on the other person's face, Song Qingxing's eyes flashed with a hint of ridicule, and then he fell straight down, his consciousness returning to chaos.
Arrogant Man was stunned. He did not expect that even at this point, the opponent still did not give up the attack.
"So... stubborn..."
A trace of relief suddenly appeared on his face. Seeing Song Qingxing's scarred body turn into faint spots of light, he suddenly stretched out his finger and fired out a white beam of light.
Watching the light spots dissipate, Arrogant Man stood with his hands behind his hands and said secretly, "Since you are unwilling to inherit my mantle, then I will give you another fortune..."
"Pfft"
In Sword Stele Forest, Song Qingxing opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, with a strange flush appearing on his face.
Although it was only his consciousness that was killed, the damage to him was no less than being stabbed in reality. It wouldn't take more than three or five days for this injury to heal well.
He stretched out his hand and lightly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Song Qingxing did not miss the loss of peerless inheritance at all, but was thinking about why his last sword failed.
Soon he frowned deeply, not because he had an answer, but because he found something extra in his dantian.
"This is...Sword Embryo?"
A monk needs to gather Dao Foundation before he can break through Foundation Establishment, and Great Dao Foundation is the ultimate pursuit of most monks.
But as Sword Cultivator, Song Qingxing has a different pursuit. What he wants to unite is not Great Dao Foundation, but Sword Embryo.
Sword Embryo is the birthplace of Sword Intent. Any monk who successfully condenses Sword Embryo will be able to understand Sword Intent and walk out of his own way when he breaks through Foundation Establishment.
This is the common pursuit of all Sword Cultivator. Unfortunately, Sword Embryo is rare. Heavenly Sword Sect has been a member of the Sword Cultivator for thousands of years, and there are no more than three people who have successfully united Sword Embryo. This is evident from this.
Logically speaking, Song Qingxing should feel happy after successfully condensing Sword Embryo, but a trace of doubt arose in his heart. He had only broken through Qi Condensation Great Perfection not long ago. Logically speaking, even if Sword Embryo could be condensed, it would take at least three to five years to do so.
At this time, he suddenly thought that after his "consciousness" died, a white light flashed past and penetrated into his Dantian. Could it be that Sword Embryo was condensed at that time?
Song Qingxing is not a fool, and he quickly guessed the truth of the matter.
"[Sword Venerable Wushang], I remember." Song Qingxing looked at Sword Stele and clenched his fists tightly.
He had already understood who he was facing from the very beginning of the trial. He was known as the best swordsman in history.
It is even clearer that before his ascension, this sword master hid all his life's knowledge in the Sword Stele in front of him. As long as he passed his test, he could inherit his mantle.
But he didn't take that inheritance seriously from the beginning, even if it was a height he could never reach in his lifetime. Therefore, when the other party proposed to accept him as Registered Disciple, he still launched a decisive blow.
He came to understand this piece of Sword Stele, not to inherit someone else's kendo, but to learn from each other's strengths and improve his own way.
Facing the trial of [Sword Venerable Wushang], he also participated with the idea of honing his sword skills.
But he didn't expect that the other party gave him such a big Fortuitous Encounter, which made him a little at a loss.
After being silent for a while in front of Sword Stele, he looked around and did not find Song Changsheng, but he saw Song Qingxi closing his eyes in front of a piece of Stone Tablet.
After thinking about it, he also came to the Stone Tablet and began to comprehend...
At this moment, Song Changsheng, who is still in Quiet Room, doesn't know that, facing the temptation of peerless inheritance, Song Qingxing made a completely different choice from him.
Now he is immersed in Dao Scripture and cannot extricate himself.
One day and one night passed, Little Ling Yun was woken up twice by hunger, but Song Changsheng still had no intention of waking up.
Little Ling Yun, who was so hungry that his head was dizzy, finally had to suck his thumb and fall asleep with tears in his eyes.
The next morning, Song Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light.
What he realized this time was a strange Secret Art that could identify the qualifications of others.
Different people have different opinions on a person's qualifications.
Some people use Spirit Root as the basis for judgment.
Some people use understanding as the basis for judgment.
Some people also judge based on aspects such as character or perseverance.
I can't say who is right or wrong, I can only say that each has his or her own emphasis.
The one mastered by Song Changsheng Secret Art cannot be perfect, but it is the most fair at present.
If all uncontrollable factors are discarded, the identification using Secret Art can be said to be the most accurate.
Of course, life does not follow a script. A monk will face many uncontrollable factors in his life, which no one can predict in advance.
Therefore, this technique can only be used as a reference.
But even so, its value cannot be denied!