Quick, My Mouth is Crooked!

Inside the Sword Tower Cloud-Crossing Sword City.

Through the efforts of generations of Sword City, the interior of this mountain, shaped like a giant sword, has been largely carved out.

The Library of Scriptures is located there.

The martial arts techniques left behind by those who have studied the sword marks throughout history are also included here. The further you go in, the fewer martial arts techniques remain. Most of the techniques on the front bookshelves are Intermediate Martial Art.

Following the two powerful Dharma Body, the group walked past a long stone bookshelf.

"I haven't claimed many of the rewards yet; getting back tonight will be a huge undertaking."

"I like large-scale projects like this..."

Little Li in a good mood.

He gained a lot from the Martial Dao Summit. He mastered the Nine Swords of Dugu and condensed Sword Pellet. More importantly, he got to experience being a swordsman and ultimately didn't collapse.

He even mastered a hammer technique, and the system's feedback was incredibly generous.

There's still one big prize from Ice Block that hasn't been drawn yet...

"Hiss..."

Li Mo suddenly gasped.

"Big Brother Li... what's wrong with you?"

Princess Little Jiang panicked.

Ying Bing also snapped out of her daze and glanced sideways at her.

Li Mo's face was filled with pain:

"Quick, let me snap out of it, I can't help but want to smirk."

Jiang Chulong: "???"

Ying Bing: "..."

But Ice Block had a solution; she gently removed the Big-Headed Doll from her waist.

With a blank expression, he grabbed the large head with his slender, white fingers and twisted it open sharply.

Little Li calmed down.

Halfway.

The group passed through the area where Intermediate Martial Art, Higher Vehicle, and even Supreme Lore martial arts techniques were stored.

One by one, the others stayed behind, submitting the martial arts techniques they had either comprehended or prepared for exchange.

Only Li Mo and two others were present.

They followed the two powerful Dharma Body to the depths of the Sword Tower.

This is the area where divine skills are stored.

The white-haired, youthful-looking expert with a powerful Dharma Body turned around, his gaze towards the three filled with emotion.

"Since the Sword City was established here, only two people have ever come here."

"Are you... the two... seniors?"

Princess Little Jiang asked, bewildered.

The white-haired youth. "..."

The elderly man, who looked like a wise old sage, said, "..."

Aren't we human?

The little girl's innocent and naive words were as sharp as her sword.

"Those with strong Dharma Bodies already possess the abilities of immortals; how can they be judged by ordinary standards?"

Li Mo gently patted Princess Little Jiang's head.

Then he bowed to the two of them.

"Please continue, seniors. This place must be of great significance."

The white-haired youth glanced at Li Mo with a smile before saying:

"One of those two is the former Profound Mastery Realm, the Sword Saint of Yun Province, Senior Wan Ze."

"And the one who left behind that original sword mark."

Li Mo was stunned.

Isn't this sword mark ancient and timeless?

But then I thought, since I've inexplicably become Sword Immortal, given the nature of the martial arts world in Yun Province, it's best not to believe all the rumors...

"Just as I thought."

Ying Bing lowered her eyes slightly and nodded almost imperceptibly.

"You are very smart."

The white-haired, youthful-looking old man chuckled and said:

"The other person who visited this place and left the Horizontal Cloud Sword Mark on the strange rock was none other than His Majesty Emperor Taizu Wu!"

Little Li's eyes were slightly open.

Doesn't that mean the seal on the Spirit Stone was originally written by the late emperor?

After thousands of years of transmission, has it somehow become the work of a celestial being?

"So what I saw was... my Grand Ancestor -grandfather..."

Jiang Chulong seemed to understand, but not quite.

"Don't worry."

The white-haired youth shook his head and laughed:

"Even the Great Yu royal family is probably unaware of this matter. Furthermore, a powerful figure like the Martial Emperor is broad-minded; even if he knew that the sword mark had been modified by later outstanding talents, he would likely feel pleased..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly remembered something.

Judging from his own experience, he remembered what kind of thing Li Mo had left behind.

So he changed his tune and said:

"Don't worry, you should be more concerned about the revenge of the Drizzle Pavilion than Martial Emperor. They are always Yazi and impossible to guard against."

"Compared to Martial Emperor of ancient times, he is much closer than we think."

Li Mo: "..."

You're quite good at comforting people.

"Please."

"The martial arts you have just mastered can be preserved for future generations, or you can leave behind a martial arts of similar quality."

The old man took out various items that could be used to record martial arts techniques: Jade Slips, paper and pen, and screen walls.

The second half of the speech was purely procedural.

How many people in the entire world can possess divine powers?

Those who are not destined for enlightenment will find even the sight of divine powers useless.

For example, the sword mark left by Martial Emperor on the Spirit Stone has been placed in Cloud-Crossing Sword City for thousands of years, but no one has ever truly possessed it.

Martial arts are selective, and such people are extremely rare.

Jiang Chulong and Ying Bing both chose screen walls, which were specially made from rare treasures and could leave a person's image in them.

Ying Bing pondered for a moment, then drew Heavenly Frost from its sheath.

It was just now, that mysterious and ethereal, stunning sword strike.

Upon witnessing such Swordsmanship again, the two Dharma Body were still deeply moved.

"This sword technique is like a divine miracle; what is it called?"

"Name..."

Ying Bing frowned.

Divine Firmament Heavenly Heart?

No, this sword is completely different from the previous one. She created it after gaining some insights from Li Mo's Will Soul.

If she wanted to choose a suitable name, she really didn't know what to do for a moment...

"Ethereal as a fairy, how about calling it Flying Immortal from Beyond descending from the heavens?"

Little Li performed steadily.

Art originates from life...

Ying Bing's mind settled.

Suddenly, after hearing the phrase "Flying Immortal from Beyond," I found it difficult to appreciate any other name.

How did he come up with that?

He always says art comes from life, but where does that come from? Has anyone ever seen a fairy?...

Soon.

Princess Little Jiang followed suit and completed the record.

When it was Li Mo's turn, he looked troubled:

"The two seniors know me; it's not that I want to keep anything to myself."

"It's that the martial art itself cannot be recorded in words, but if I were to use it, I truly wouldn't be able to."

He is now able to fully execute the final move of the Seven Determinations of Heaven and Earth on his own, all thanks to his strong physical body; otherwise, he could only empower the World Seed.

Ying Bing sheathed her sword, her eyes flickering slightly.

He is now... unable to use that divine skill?

Doesn't this mean that in the next ranking, divine skills won't be considered combat strength?

The two powerful cultivators with the Dharma Body exchanged a glance.

All right.

That makes sense. Divine skills have different effects. Some are used to hone one's skills, while others are extremely powerful and cannot be used without reaching a certain level of mastery.

Given the low-hanging appearance of the earth, this statement seems highly credible.

The white-haired youth pondered for a moment and said:

"If it weren't for your foresight, Sword City would be severely weakened by now. It wouldn't be unreasonable to set a precedent for you..."

"How could I dare to let my senior break the rules for my sake? Besides, the principle of 'everyone for me, and I for everyone' is the motto of the Martial Dao Summit."

Li Mo smiled shyly.

How can the favors of the people of Sword City be so easily squandered?

He wanted to make a copy of the Spirit Stone, but now that he's used it, he's hesitant to ask...

"I have three plans, which I will submit to the senior researchers for study."

"The first option is straightforward: I'll contribute some money as a token of my appreciation for the opportunity to study this Spirit Stone, which I've purchased from Sword City."

The young man in white chuckled silently.

"How could Sword City be short of your measly trifles? How much money can you possibly offer?"

Just a little bit.

Little Li shyly held up two fingers and made a gesture.

As is widely known, a mustard seed can contain Mount Sumeru.

Therefore, the distance between the fingers may not be as small as it appears.

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