"What kind of bamboo is this? It's so tough," Lu Yuqing said with some surprise.
"It should be a type of Purple Essence Bamboo. It's one of the toughest plants in the world," Han Li said.
As he spoke, he continued to walk up the steps of the bamboo house, pushed open the bamboo door, and walked in.
The furnishings inside the bamboo house were very simple. There was only a bamboo table in the outer room and four benches around it. There were seven single bamboo beds in the inner room.
Lu Yuqing looked around and frowned as she said, "Brother Han, these beds are narrow and small. Why do they look like they're for children?"
"It's said that the Lifeless Sword Sect is very strict in recruiting disciples. They never open their doors to recruit in large numbers. Instead, the disciples go down the mountain and search for the best sword cultivators in the world. They bring them back to the mountain and train them from a young age. Everything depends on fate.
This is most likely the place where the disciples practice their basic skills, "Han Li said after thinking for a moment.
"I see. I once read about this sect in an ancient book. It seems that there are very few people in this sect and they rarely go out, so it's very mysterious.
I don't know anything else, "Lu Yuqing said thoughtfully.
"If the disciples want to go down the mountain with the identity of the sect, they must cultivate to the level of Golden Immortal. Otherwise, they can only die of old age in the sect.
At its peak, there was a story about seven Golden Immortals going down the mountain to travel together.
However, with the passage of time, not many people know about these things now, "Han Li said slowly as he glanced at the mottled green and purple bamboo forest outside the bamboo house.
"Brother Han, how do you know about these things?" Lu Yuqing blinked her eyes and asked with some doubt.
"Speaking of which, I'm also a sword cultivator. When I read ancient books, I naturally noticed these things.
There are many legends about the Lifeless Sword Sect. The most eye-catching one is their Lifeless Sword Sea, "Han Li continued.
"Lifeless Sea of Swords … What is that?" Lu Yuqing asked, a look of interest on her face.
Han Li's eyes flashed as he walked out of the bamboo house.
"It is said that the founder of the Lifeless Sword Sect, the Lifeless Taoist, had a hobby of storing swords. Whether it was a battle of life and death or a duel, after he won, he would take away his opponent's flying sword and bring it back to the Sword Pool of the sect for safekeeping.
Later on, when he took in disciples and had children, they also inherited this tradition.
When the descendants of his disciples traveled the Immortal Region, they would also search for swords in the world and bring them back to the sect.
Over time, the Lifeless Sword Pool became the Lifeless Sword Sea … "
After leaving the bamboo forest, the two continued walking along the mountain road and finally stopped in front of a stone staircase.
The stone staircase was entirely snow-white and so high that its top could not be seen. It extended all the way up into the sea of clouds above the mountainside.
On the left side of the entrance stood a black boulder, and the words' Sword Comprehension Stone 'were inscribed on it in ancient seal script.
Han Li walked forward and carefully examined it. He discovered that below the words "Sword Comprehension Stone", there were two lines of small white characters.
"True Immortals bend their backs and cannot fly, all the swords in the world bow down to them!"
Every word carried an indescribable aura of heroism, as if every stroke was composed of a Sword Qi. After the words were formed, they seemed to break free from the stone, showing their sharpness. Obviously, they were written by the same person as the Lifeless Swordsmanship Sect at the entrance.
Lu Yuqing stood to the side and mumbled to herself, "The first part means that even true immortals would not be able to fly here. I can understand that. However, what does the second part mean? I am confused." "That's right.
"The Lifeless Sword Sect is a holy land for sword cultivators. How many Celestial Swords are stored in the Sword Ocean?
How many swords in the world could compare to this?
Come to think of it, this must be the meaning of lowering one's eyebrows.
But this Sword Comprehension Stone … Sword comprehension … "Han Li pondered for a moment and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge tremor suddenly came from the sea of clouds above his head. A golden halo rippled out from the sea of clouds and spread in all directions.
When Han Li heard this, his gaze suddenly tightened, and he looked up towards the peak.
"What's wrong, Brother Han?" Seeing this, Lu Yuqing knew that something had happened and quickly asked.
"There seems to be some kind of restriction on this sea of clouds. My connection with my Natal Flying Sword has been cut off again …" Han Li frowned and said in a low voice.
After saying this, he turned around and lightly stepped on the first stone step. His body almost stuck to the slope of the stone steps and flew straight up, passing hundreds of steps in an instant.
Seeing this, Lu Yuqing did the same and flew up after him.
The higher they climbed the stone stairs, the denser the humidity along the way. After they had climbed for a few thousand feet, the thick water vapor around them had condensed into a cloud, shrouding the entire area.
The two of them passed through the mountain of clouds and the sea of fog. The range of their vision was very limited, and their Divine Sense seemed to be greatly hindered.
"There's something amiss about this mist. I can't see through it even with my spirit eyes, so be careful," Han Li cautioned before releasing a layer of protective azure light around his body as he continued onward.
Lu Yuqing followed closely behind him, her eyes shining with a deep light. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she loudly warned, "Brother Han, be careful …"
In the end, before she finished speaking, in the thick fog above Han Li's head, there were two golden sword lights intersecting with each other, like a pair of scissors, cutting down from above.
Han Li's gaze focused, and he clearly saw the owners of the sword lights. They were actually two tall wooden puppets with slender limbs.
As thoughts flashed through his mind, he did not retreat, but instead moved forward. At the critical moment, he slid under the two sword lights and directly leaped over.
After standing firm, his body suddenly turned around, and his five fingers closed together, waving forward. Immediately, a layer of green light appeared on his palm, and like a green long knife, he slashed at the puppets.
The two puppets did not move, but their heads suddenly turned 180 degrees, and strangely faced Han Li.
At the same time, the joints of the hand holding the sword turned at the same time. One of the long sword in the hand of one of the puppets blocked Han Li's knife hand with a "clang" sound, while the other held the sword and stabbed, directly towards his heart.
Han Li's toes touched the ground, and his figure hurriedly retreated to the top of the stone stairs, but he was secretly a little surprised.
These two puppets had no aura at all, so he couldn't tell what level they were at. However, the longswords in their hands were really powerful. The layer of golden light wrapped around them could shatter the green light blade in his hand with a single strike.
Then, suddenly, there were several sword lights above his head, intertwining with each other to form a golden sword net, and slashed down towards him.
Han Li raised a fist, and suddenly smashed upwards.
On the tip of the fist, a green light burst out, and collided with the golden sword net. The fist shadow and the green light were directly cut.
Han Li's heart moved, and he waved his palm again.
A ray of black light flew out from his sleeve, and with a spin, it arrived above his head.
The swirling black light suddenly expanded, instantly turning into a black True Wheel with a circumference of about ten feet. Like a millstone, it blocked the top of his head.
The golden sword net slashed down, and it seemed to be powerful, but when it touched the black light on the Heavy Water Wheel, it immediately melted like snow falling into a flame.
Right at this moment, five streaks of sword Qi flashed around Han Li, following which five more wooden puppets that were identical to the ones that had appeared earlier appeared out of thin air.
As soon as these five puppets appeared, the two wooden puppets that appeared before had already caught up from behind, and with the long swords in their hands, they stabbed straight at Han Li.
However, before the tip of their swords could reach them, two green whirlwinds caught up from below, wrapped around the two of them, and pulled them down.
Han Li shifted his gaze, and saw that it was Lu Yuqing holding a green feather fan, which was shining brightly. As she waved it, it set off bursts of green wind, trapping them.
His eyes flashed slightly, and he waved his palm forward.
The Heavy Water True Wheel above his head immediately whistled as it spun towards the puppet in front of him.
The puppet's reaction was not slow. It seemed to make a sword sign with one hand, and with the other hand, it held a long sword and stabbed downwards.
On the edge of the sword in its hand, a golden light shone brightly, and a huge golden sword shadow burst out from it, and fiercely hit the Heavy Water Wheel.
"Boom!" There was a deafening sound!
The golden sword shadow didn't have any room to turn, and directly turned into a cloud of golden dust, while the body of the sword-wielding puppet was also engulfed by the black light that shot out from the Heavy Water True Wheel, and crushed into pieces.
After swallowing the second layer of heavy water, the power of the current Heavy Water Wheel could not be compared to the past.
Seeing this, the other four sword-wielding puppets stiffly turned their heads towards Han Li, and a strange glyph between their eyebrows simultaneously lit up with a golden light. With one hand, they made a strange sword sign, and the tip of their swords suddenly pointed towards the sky.
Han Li frowned, and looked up into the sky. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
As expected, above the clouds that enveloped the two of them, there were bursts of blurry light, flashing like the muffled thunder in the sky before a storm.
"Miss Lu, come here quickly …" He hurriedly called out.
Hearing this, Lu Yuqing did not hesitate. She waved the feather fan in her hand, and sent out two whirlwinds, separating the two puppets. Her figure flashed, and she came to Han Li's side.
Just as she entered below the Heavy Water Wheel, there was an earth-shaking roar in the clouds.
A dazzling golden light poured down from the depths of the clouds, and what was wrapped in it was actually densely packed golden sword light. It was exactly the same as what Han Li encountered when he flew up the mountain.
If the Cloud Sea Sword Formation that he encountered at the foot of the mountain was used to suppress the four directions, and the True Immortal forcefully flew in the air, then the golden sword formation here was purely used to kill the enemy. Therefore, the sharpness contained in the sword light here was far greater than before.