Flying swords

Bearing the Heavens had received meticulous guidance from Fang Zelin, making him infinitely better than he had been before, when he was completely clueless.

Seeing these swords now, just like his own before, so sharp and spirited, he wanted to teach them how to temper their brilliance.

Unexpectedly, its suppression provoked a counterattack from these swords.

Fang Zelin found it somewhat amusing and immediately shook his head slightly, "This isn't how you teach. You come in with an attitude of overwhelming power; how can these sword techniques possibly subdue you?"

"If I submit to you, then these sword techniques will be useless."

The swordplay, which was originally exceptionally sharp, was suppressed by Bearing the Heavens from the start. It was no wonder that it was not worthy of such an unyielding and indomitable swordplay.

With a buzzing sound, Bearing the Heavens immediately broke away from Fang Zelin's side, implying that he was determined to teach this guy a lesson.

Fang Zelin didn't say anything when he saw this. After all, Bearing the Heavens was a spirit sword, so he naturally knew that his current state was the best.

It wouldn't hurt to teach these ordinary swordsmen for now.

Once the instruction is completed, it will likely bring some benefits and no harm.

Bearing the Heavens moved and flew directly towards the pavilion, looking as if he wanted to overpower all the swords.

In an instant, the swords throughout the entire Sword Pavilion began to hum and hum.

The sword's cry, which began as a faint sound, gradually grew louder until it resounded throughout the Sword Pavilion and then spread outwards.

What happened?

Outside the Sword Pavilion, the disciples who were still sweeping the steps were stunned when they heard the sound of swords ringing out from inside the pavilion. They then subconsciously turned around to look.

However, they did not see anything unusual about the Sword Pavilion behind them.

However, the buzzing sound grew louder and louder at this moment, startling everyone who heard it.

What happened to Jian Ge?

Before long, all the disciples in the Ancient Cloud Temple were attracted to the scene.

The sound of swords ringing out like that was impossible for them to ignore.

"Junior brother, what happened?"

The disciples of Ancient Cloud Temple who had come over all came forward. When they saw their junior brother sweeping the ground in front of the Sword Pavilion, they immediately frowned and asked.

The disciple before him looked somewhat nervous upon hearing this, glancing at the sword pavilion in front of him. "Junior brother doesn't know what happened either, but after Senior went in for a short while, the sound of swords clanging continuously filled the sword pavilion."

"Is the senior inside?"

The disciples of Ancient Cloud Temple were taken aback upon hearing this, but after a moment's thought, they shook their heads. "Since the senior is inside, he should be fine."

"Give the order that none of the disciples should go in for the time being. Perhaps the senior has some important business inside."

Upon seeing this, the eldest disciple immediately gave instructions to the other disciples.

All of Senior Fang Fang's disciples held him in high esteem, and having received his guidance themselves, they were deeply grateful.

In addition, his master had long ago told him that when he met Senior Fang, he should treat himself as a junior and act as a disciple.

Although Sword Pavilion is extremely important, he believed that the senior inside was definitely not doing anything that would harm Sword Pavilion.

"Yes, we obey!"

Upon hearing this, all the disciples immediately responded in unison, and promptly instructed several disciples to guard the front of the Sword Pavilion.

To prevent any disciple from becoming curious and sneaking in.

"Do you even understand what sword intent is? You can't even achieve the sword intent to cut down everything in one strike, yet you act so arrogantly. Do you even know what it means to blunt its sharpness, untangle its knots, soften its light, mingle with its dust, and remain serene as if it still exists?"

The Bearing the Heavens sword hummed continuously, as it began to impart its previous insights to these precious swords.

Perhaps because they had never encountered any other swords that caught their eye, they had now come across these swords that lacked sentience but were somewhat similar to their kind.

This gave Bearing the Heavens the idea of mentoring the younger generation.

Bearing the Heavens hummed to convey his meaning, while countless precious swords in the Sword Pavilion also hummed continuously at this moment.

Fang Zelin could understand Bearing the Heavens's meaning, but he couldn't understand the sounds of the other swords.

However, judging from the current situation, the swords in the Sword Pavilion are not very willing to acknowledge Bearing the Heavens.

Fang Zelin could clearly feel that the sword energy of these precious swords was growing stronger at this moment, desperately resisting Bearing the Heavens.

At first, the sword strikes were somewhat scattered, but then they seemed to become more and more certain about the enemy they were dealing with.

These sword strikes began to coalesce one by one, and then became increasingly solid and concentrated.

The sword's momentum pointed straight at Bearing the Heavens.

At this moment, Bearing the Heavens stood above these swords, suppressing their sword aura from a superior position.

The more it was suppressed, the more powerful and concentrated the sword energy became.

The sword techniques that had been present in the Sword Pavilion in the past were all unleashed at this moment.

The constant buzzing of Bearing the Heavens attracted Fang Zelin's attention.

But after confirming that there would be no harm to either party, Fang Zelin didn't pay any more attention to it.

People keep their precious swords in the sword pavilion. If Bearing the Heavens is not careful, he might destroy the sword's aura, which would be tantamount to directly destroying the swords.

They even destroyed the place where the precious sword was nurtured. Now Fang Zelin won't have the face to see Qianji.

Fortunately, Bearing the Heavens knew his limits.

Fang Zelin stayed in the Sword Pavilion, inspecting each of the precious swords in front of him. Some of the swords had dried blood, revealing the tragic state of the battle.

As time passed, the sun finally set far behind the mountains, its rays spreading across the vast expanse of land.

The swordplay within the Sword Pavilion had reached its peak at this moment.

At this moment, Bearing the Heavens let out a sword cry, as if he could not suppress it, and directly broke through the top of the Sword Pavilion.

With a loud crash, the debris was blasted off the eaves and fell in countless pieces.

At this moment, the swords in the Sword Pavilion seemed to be drawn by something, and they all followed Bearing the Heavens and flew towards the sky.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, countless swords flew out from the sword pavilion, following behind Bearing the Heavens.

The sword cast a long shadow, one side glowing golden, the other shrouded in darkness.

The sound of swords clashing could be heard for dozens of miles at this moment.

The disciples who were originally guarding outside the Sword Pavilion instinctively turned around when they heard the commotion.

But upon seeing it, they were all stunned.

The damaged attic isn't a big problem; we can just repair it later.

But where did all the precious swords from the Sword Pavilion go?

The disciples of Ancient Cloud Temple stared wide-eyed at the swords that flew towards the sky like wild geese, completely bewildered.

Should we go after them?

Wouldn't it be inappropriate to chase after them like this? Would it make the seniors think they were worried that Senior Fang had stolen the sword?

But if we don't pursue them, it seems like all the precious swords in Jian Ge have been lost.

The disciples of Ancient Cloud Temple were somewhat bewildered and at a loss at this moment.

None of us have ever experienced this situation before, and we have absolutely no idea what to do right now.

"What to do?"

The junior brother looked at his senior brother beside him, ready to ask for his advice.

The senior brother pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Senior has his reasons for doing this. It's unlikely that he's coveting the swords in the Sword Pavilion and is just going to steal them, is it?"

"That's true."

The other disciples standing nearby all nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"Dinner is ready, shall we go and eat?"

"Let's go, let's go have our meal."

Upon hearing this, the fellow disciples guarding the Sword Pavilion immediately dispersed and went to have their meal.

As for Jian Ge?

Senior Fang is an enlightened True Person; he would never do something like stealing.

The disciples dispersed one by one, unaware that Fang Zelin, standing in the pavilion, was momentarily stunned as he looked at the now empty Sword Pavilion shelves.

Looking up at the sky again, the swords had long since disappeared with Bearing the Heavens.

The speed of the sword was extremely fast, much faster than Fang Zelin's cloud-riding technique.

He vanished in an instant, leaving Fang Zelin with no chance to chase after him.

Standing in the pavilion, Fang Zelin could clearly hear the disciples talking outside.

For a moment, Fang Zelin found himself at a loss for words.

Oh no, Bearing the Heavens has taken all these swords and flown off to who-knows-where, and he even took them with him.

How could he explain this to Fellow Daoist Qianji?

Fang Zelin felt an intense headache coming on as he thought about this.

"You should tell me where you're going."

Fang Zelin rubbed his forehead, sensing that things were getting a little complicated.

As he pushed open the attic door, a disciple of the Ancient Cloud Temple approached him. "Senior Fang, dinner is ready. Please come and dine."

The disciple who came didn't mention the sword at all; he simply invited Fang Zelin to have a meal.

Fang Zelin nodded slightly upon hearing this and followed the other person to the side hall for their meal.

Master Qianji was already in the side hall. Upon seeing Fang Zelin arrive, he immediately invited Fang Zelin to sit down.

"Fellow Daoist, just now in the Sword Pavilion..."

Fang Zelin walked over, intending to explain what had happened in Jian Ge.

Before he could finish speaking, Daoist Qianji waved his hand, interrupting Fang Zelin, "Ah, fellow Daoist, you have your own profound meaning; there's no need to explain."

Daoist Qianji trusted Fang Zelin completely and didn't need Fang Zelin to explain anything. He pointed to the dinner set aside and said, "Fellow Daoist, please have your meal. This dinner is slightly different from lunch."

Upon hearing Qianji Daoist's response, Fang Zelin felt even more pressured.

No one knows what Bearing the Heavens went to do; it's as if he took all these precious swords and ran away from home.

If he doesn't bring these precious swords back with him, he'll be in a difficult position!

With this matter on his mind, Fang Zelin found his dinner tasteless and bland after sitting down.

Bearing the Heavens Fang Zelin cannot leave until Cheng Xiao returns.

Under these circumstances, Fang Zelin also stayed at the Ancient Cloud Temple for a short time.

For the first three days, Fang Zelin didn't feel anything was wrong and remained quite calm.

But after half a month, which passed in the blink of an eye, Fang Zelin gradually became restless.

This is because, even at this point, there was still no sign of Bearing the Heavens returning.

And another month passed in this waiting.

Fang Zelin grew increasingly anxious while waiting, and could only rely on cultivation to calm his State of Mind each day.

The disciples of Ancient Cloud Temple, as well as Qianji.

He was indeed much calmer than Fang Zelin.

It was as if the Sword Pavilion never existed; when facing Fang Zelin, they didn't mention the sword at all.

They've never even talked about it in private.

However, this very situation only heightened Fang Zelin's sense of urgency.

Destroying someone's sword pavilion and taking away all their swords is simply unacceptable!

Fang Zelin fell into deep thought upon considering this.

"What are you thinking about, fellow Daoist?"

Fang Zelin sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree, thinking about the Sword Pavilion, and felt inexplicably uneasy.

Just then, Daoist Qianji walked over with his whisk, looking at Fang Zelin with a smile and asking a question.

"Ah, this place truly feels like a tranquil retreat. The babbling Xiaoxi cascades down the rocks like pearls falling onto a plate, and the cool climate makes it perfect for cultivating the mind."

Upon hearing the voice, Fang Zelin turned around and, seeing that it was Daoist Qianji, immediately stood up and spoke.

Fang Zelin. Behind the Daoist temple, there is a stream that flows gently and continuously.

It is extremely cool in the summer.

"This place truly excels in its tranquility."

Upon hearing this, Daoist Qianji nodded slightly and said, "If you like it, fellow Daoist, please stay here for a while longer."

Few people visit the temple, and when fellow practitioners do, Master Qianji always treats them with utmost hospitality.

Stay a while longer

Hearing this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but think of Bearing the Heavens again.

I have no idea what this guy went off to do. He didn't say anything beforehand, which made his old father very worried.

"By the way, has Ancient Cloud Temple accepted any new disciples recently?"

Fang Zelin had seen them during his visits these past few days; these disciples were all familiar faces, so there were no unfamiliar ones.

There didn't seem to be any new disciples in the temple.

"Of course there are, but they've all gone down the mountain to gain experience. We'll observe their character after they've been training for thirty years, and whether we can accept them into our fold will depend on that time."

Upon hearing this, Daoist Qianji stroked his beard and replied, "I've heard that Jade Void Mountain and Jade Willow Mountain also accept disciples; I suppose they're all currently training at the foot of the mountain."

So they've all gone down the mountain to gain experience; no wonder I didn't see any unfamiliar faces there.

Fang Zelin suddenly understood upon hearing this.

However, this means that the next generation of disciples in Ancient Cloud Temple will have to wait nearly thirty years, which is a long time.

Fortunately, Fang Zelin also managed to enter the path of cultivation; otherwise, he might have found it difficult to persevere for the next thirty years.

With this in mind, Fang Zelin was about to say something.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from afar.

Amidst the whistling sound, the faint echoes of countless sword cries could also be heard.

Fang Zelin was taken aback at first upon hearing the voice, then felt a sense of relief. This voice should belong to Bearing the Heavens; had he finally decided to come back?

Thinking of this, Fang Zelin immediately looked up.

The next moment, countless flying swords, carrying various colors of spiritual light, were seen flying rapidly toward this place from the distant horizon.

The flying sword plowed countless tracks into the clouds, just like an airplane rehearsing its flight with smoke trails.

Although the distance is far, a closer look reveals that these swords, after following Bearing the Heavens on his journey, have returned looking quite different.

It was as if Bearing the Heavens had taken her out for further studies and then brought her back.