Adding Clothes When It's Cold

The Old Great Sword Immortal's thatched hut had almost no visitors all year round, but the Three Teachings Sages often received visits from sword cultivators.

For instance, Chou Miao often discussed matters of governance and economy with the Confucian Sage. Those gentlemen and virtuous people of the Sage of Ritual and Venerable Sage lineages who served as war supervisors and record keepers at the Sword Qi Great Wall were also quite familiar with Sword Immortal Chou Miao.

In his earlier years, Pang Yuanji often went to discuss Buddhist teachings with the Buddhist Sage, seeking to understand the deeper meaning behind those Zen Sect koans.

It was not just prodigies like Chou Miao and Pang Yuanji. Ordinary sword cultivators were also willing to head to either end of the city wall and chat with the Sages. In A Liang's words, they ought to rub themselves with more immortal, Buddhist, and Righteous Qi. In the other worlds, such mighty figures were not people one could see merely by wishing to.

Only the Daoist Sage seated at the highest point of the Sky Curtain cultivated purity and stillness, so he received comparatively few visitors. Usually, Sword Immortals would only fly there on their swords when idle, asking about the customs and scenery of the Azure Sky World.

Today, above the sea of clouds, the old Taoist priest lay a dust-whisk across his knees, brushing away filth and clearing summer heat to empty his heart. Yet now, only its long white-jade handle remained.

It was both an immortal weapon and a Destiny Item.

The Sages of the other two teachings were in much the same bleak state. They had created that golden river three times to help the Sword Qi Great Wall divide the battlefield; without paying some price, did one truly take those