The Sword Stele Forest is filled with tens of thousands of tall sword steles, standing silently and unyielding.
Many cultivators were scattered throughout the Sword Stele Forest, cultivating silently without disturbing each other.
"Any formal disciple of the Eternal Sword Pavilion can enter to study, and although we are only here for exchange, we are also qualified."
At this time, the Sacred Court's group of "exchange students" also arrived at the Sword Stele Forest. They had worked hard in the Eternal Sword Pavilion for a hundred years and had barely managed to gain a foothold.
Compared to the Sacred Court, the Sword Dao traditions within the Eternal Sword Pavilion are far more abundant, and everyone has chosen Sword Dao tradition that suits them.
"This is the Sword Stele Forest!"
Ling Cang was shocked. The towering sword monuments stood there like powerful sword cultivators.
Some sword monuments are hundreds of feet tall, radiant with light, while others are only a few dozen feet tall, their surfaces mottled and ancient... As people walk among them, it is as if they are traveling through a corridor of time. Each sword monument represents a master Sword Dao, silently telling the story of their Sword Dao.
"As expected of the foremost holy land of Sword Dao..."
Everyone felt their blood running slightly hot.
"This is."
Suddenly, Ling Cang's gaze fell on a hundred-foot-tall sword monument. The monument was entirely silver-white, with a deep sword mark carved on its surface, as if the sword had severed the monument itself.
The sharp edge of the sword mark, though countless years have passed, remains as fierce and fresh as ever.
Ling Cang unknowingly approached the sword monument and looked up at the sword mark.
That Sword Intent was remarkably similar to his Space Severing Sword Dao; both were sharp and unyielding, with no turning back once the sword was drawn, seemingly capable of shattering all illusions in the world.
But his opponent's Sword Dao was far more refined than his.
The opponent's strike was clean and swift, without hesitation, so swift that even heaven and earth seemed to yield to it.
His Sword Intent seemed insignificant compared to Sword Intent of his opponent.
"This is something my Sword Dao can never achieve..."
Ling Cang stood there, becoming more and more engrossed in his gaze, and the more he looked, the more insignificant he felt.
The Sword Intent on that sword monument was like a mirror, reflecting all the shortcomings and flaws in his Sword Dao.
His mind was involuntarily drawn into it, and the State of Mind and insights of that senior when he swung that sword were displayed before him along the sword mark, as if telling him:
"Look, this is true Sword Dao. Learn my Sword Dao, and perhaps you can catch up with that person."
"Wake up."
A clear voice rang in his ears, like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head.
Ling Cang suddenly snapped back to reality and found a Sage Realm swordsman sent by the Sword Pavilion to guide them standing beside him, one hand on his shoulder, the palm exerting a slight force, a Sword Intent instantly shaking his mind and pulling him back from the realm of the sword monument.
"Phew... that was terrifying."
Ling Cang felt a chill run down his spine; just a moment ago, he had almost completely immersed his mind in the sword monument.
If that's the case, his Sword Dao will be overshadowed by that senior 'Sword Dao, and he'll never be able to forge his own path again.
Not to mention catching up with Han Xuanji.
Thank you, senior.
Ling Cang quickly thanked him.
The Sage swordsman nodded and reminded him again:
Don't be too fixated on other people's Sword Dao.
The Sage swordsman spoke calmly, repeating words he had said many times before:
"For sword cultivators, believing in their own Sword Dao is the most important thing. These sword tablets are for your reference, not for you to imitate."
Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die; you should all understand this principle.
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ling Cang, then looked at the other Sacred Court exchange students:
"You are free to move around here and study the Sword Dao, but remember not to get too caught up in it."
If one is too deeply influenced by the Sword Dao of others, it will be difficult to go far in one's own Sword Dao, let alone leave one's own sword monument here.
Ling Cang's face flushed slightly, and he bowed his head in agreement.
The others beside him, including Leng Qianqiu, also looked serious and nodded in agreement.
They had all seen Ling Cang's behavior just now; he was a living example of what not to do.
The Sword Stele Forest is indeed a treasure trove, but if one's will is not firm, even a treasure trove can become a place of burial.
The group continued onward, passing through a forest of sword monuments. The deeper they went, the more astonishing the height and imposing presence of the sword monuments became.
From tens of feet to hundreds of feet, and from hundreds of feet to hundreds of feet, each one exuded a chilling aura of Sword Dao.
"The height of the sword monument represents the strength of one's Sword Dao, but it does not imply a hierarchy of Sword Dao, and the height of the sword monument is not static."
The Sage swordsman explained in a timely manner:
"The higher a sword cultivator's own cultivation level, the stronger their Sword Dao will be, and the higher their sword monument will be."
Normally, the sword tablets left by Sword Dao Sage are between ten and three hundred feet long, those of Sword Dao Holy Lord are between three hundred and three thousand feet long, and only the sword tablet of Sword Dao Saint Venerable is over three thousand feet long.
"I'm really looking forward to seeing one of you leave behind a brand new sword monument in the Sword Stele Forest."
The Sage swordsman looked at everyone with a smile.
These young people are all carefully selected Sword Dao by the Sacred Court. Their talent is not bad. Although their Sword Dao may be a notch below that of the disciples of the Eternal Sword Pavilion of the same age, they will probably catch up quickly after training in the Eternal Sword Pavilion for a period of time.
Rumor has it that the champion of the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet, the number one genius of the Eternal Continent, is also here. I wonder if such a prodigy can also leave his mark on the Eternal Sword Pavilion?
The Eternal Sword Pavilion doesn't mind others leaving sword tablets in the Sword Stele Forest, since in reality, these tablets will only become part of the Sword Pavilion's heritage.
It's a win-win situation.
On the other side.
Han Xuanji and Chu Qi followed behind Fu Xin and finally stepped into the Sword Stele Forest.
As soon as he entered, Han Xuanji felt a powerful aura of Sword Dao over him.
Tens of thousands of sword monuments stand silently, each one like a sleeping sword cultivator. They intertwine in the air, forming an invisible net of Sword Intent that makes one involuntarily tense up when one is in it.
Chu Qi followed behind, feeling as if she could hardly breathe.
His cultivation was still shallow, and facing the sword intent emanating from so many sword monuments was like a small boat sailing into a stormy sea.
Han Xuanji glanced at him sideways, and a gentle force quietly passed over, separating the Sword Intent surrounding Chu Qi.
Chu Qi felt a sense of relief, glanced gratefully at Han Xuanji, and remained silent, simply straightening her back even more.
Fu Xin walked ahead, his gaze sweeping across the Sword Stele Forest, and soon he spotted a familiar figure ahead.
The man was dressed in the blue sword robe of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, with a clear face and a calm demeanor. He was standing next to several exchange students from the Sacred Court, talking to them.
Fu Xin smiled slightly and quickened her pace to walk over:
" Zang Kong."
The Sage swordsman turned his head upon hearing the sound, saw Fu Xin, and a smile immediately appeared on his face:
" Fu Xin."
The two approached each other and patted each other on the shoulder, clearly indicating a very close relationship.
Fu Xin turned to Han Xuanji and introduced:
"This is Sword Lord Zang Kong, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and the most outstanding among the Upper Three Pavilions, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion."
We grew up together. His master is a Holy Lord Elder of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.
Zang Kong also looked at Han Xuanji, his gaze lingering on him for a moment before he bowed slightly, his tone respectful and natural:
"Greetings, Young Venerable Han. The Pavilion Master has already instructed me that Young Venerable Han is the most distinguished guest of our Eternal Sword Pavilion. But if you need anything, please don't hesitate to give the order."
This scene left the surrounding Sacred Court disciples speechless.
It should be noted that Sword Lord Zang Kong is also a sword cultivator at the Late Sage Realm, possessing formidable strength and a remarkable background.
Why did I feel a sense of "humility" upon meeting Han Xuanji?
We're all exchange students, so why are you so amazing... outstanding?