roccoschili Chapter 438
Chapter 438
Ren Xiaoyao nodded solemnly. He understood that the words of the man in black robe were not groundless, but were based on real experience. The conversation between the two echoed in the sunlit room, foreshadowing that a new experience was about to begin, and Ren Xiaoyao's path to cultivation would become more magnificent. As if there was an arrangement in the dark, he did not encounter the thunder tribulation, but was promoted to the seventh level in a more peaceful way. This experience is extremely rare in the martial arts world and can almost be called a miracle.
Ren Xiaoyao slowly sat up, feeling the surging power in his body, and a confident smile appeared on his lips. He decided to go down the mountain today to experience the real world and find the unsolved mysteries hidden in him.
Just as he was about to get up and change his clothes, the door was gently pushed open, and a young man in green clothes walked in, holding a bowl of steaming medicinal porridge in his hand. "Brother, you're awake! Eat some while it's hot. This is specially made for you by the master, and it will help consolidate your new cultivation."
The young man in green shirt is named Liu Feng, and he is Ren Xiaoyao's junior brother in the sect. Although they are of similar age, they join the sect at different times, so they call each other brothers. Liu Feng has a cheerful personality, and he is both envious and curious about this senior brother who has suddenly made great progress in cultivation.
Ren Xiaoyao took the bowl of porridge and said with a smile: "Thank you Feng'er, I just happened to be planning to go down the mountain to see if I can find some clues to solve the mystery of my life experience."
Hearing this, Liu Feng's eyes flashed with worry: "Brother, you just broke through not long ago. The world outside is much more complicated than here. Why don't you let Master know before making plans?"
"No need. Some things you have to face by yourself." Ren Xiaoyao said in a firm tone. He understood that his destiny was in his own hands. No matter whether it was the secrets of the past or the challenges of the future, he needed to uncover and overcome them himself.
After breakfast, Ren Xiaoyao changed into a simple green shirt, carried a long sword on his back, and after a brief farewell to Liu Feng, he set out on the road down the mountain alone. The mountain road was winding, with towering ancient trees on both sides and birds singing, full of vitality, but it also concealed the dangers and unknowns of the rivers and lakes.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, Ren Xiaoyao stopped and looked back. Behind him was the familiar mountain gate, and in front of him was the vast and boundless world of Jianghu. He took a deep breath and took the first step into the Jianghu.
In the teahouse not far away, there was a bustling crowd of people, all kinds of martial artists gathered here. Ren Xiaoyao chose a seat by the window, ordered a pot of tea, and watched the passers-by quietly, trying to catch any clues that might be related to his life experience.
"Young man, you look unfamiliar. Is this your first time in our town?" A big bearded man at the next table spoke to him, but there was no malice in his eyes.
Ren Xiaoyao smiled and responded: "Indeed, I am a practitioner from afar. I have just arrived, and I hope you can give me your guidance."
The big man laughed and patted his chest: "People in the martial arts world call me Hu Yidao. If you need any help, just ask!"
Just like that, Ren Xiaoyao's journey into the martial arts world quietly began with a cup of tea and a casual chat.
"Hu Yidao, thank you for your enthusiasm. Perhaps in the near future, I will really need your help. But now, I would like to hear more stories about this world, especially those secret legends. Maybe they can guide me to find the answers in my heart." Ren Xiaoyao's gaze looked through the window of the teahouse to the distant sky, which seemed to hide his past and future.
Upon hearing this, Hu Yidao showed a playful smile on his face: "Young man, you have asked the right person. The world of martial arts is so vast that there are all kinds of strange things. Let me tell you some unknown secrets..."
, this opportunity seemed to come to him naturally, allowing him to break through continuously in a short period of time and reach the early stage of the seventh level. He was excited but also a little nervous. Such a speed of advancement was extremely rare even in the martial arts world. He didn't know how many masters would covet him.
Just as he was immersed in the joy of his breakthrough, the door was gently pushed open and a figure quietly walked in. It was the man in black robes. His voice was deep and powerful: "Xiaoyao, I am pleased with your progress. But remember, the growth of power is accompanied by responsibility and danger. The world is dangerous, and what you need now is not only the improvement of your cultivation, but also the wisdom to deal with everything that is coming."
The black-robed man took out a crystal clear jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Ren Xiaoyao: "This is the Yunyin Sword Art that I treasure. It is suitable for your current realm of practice. Take it and practice diligently. It will help you a lot."
Ren Xiaoyao took the jade slip with both hands, and a cool feeling came from his palms. He could feel the powerful power contained in it. "Thank you for your kindness, senior. I will live up to your expectations." After saying that, he put the jade slip on his forehead, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to comprehend the sword intent in it.
As time went by, the sword energy in the room was faintly visible, and Ren Xiaoyao's body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light mist. The mystery of Yunyin Sword Art gradually became clear in his mind. This sword technique was unpredictable and was most suitable for him to walk in the martial arts world. It could protect himself and also take the enemy by surprise at critical moments and win invisibly.
Three days later, Ren Xiaoyao finished his training and stood up. His aura was more stable than before, his sword intent was looming, and he exuded a kind of detached temperament. Seeing this, the black-robed man's eyes flashed with satisfaction, "Very good, your understanding is really good. Next, it's time to take you to see the real world."
"Senior, I'm ready." Ren Xiaoyao's words revealed determination and expectation. He understood that the real experience was about to begin.
The man in black robe smiled slightly, turned around and walked out, leaving a message: "Well, let's go visit an old friend first. He is a famous swordsmith in the world. Maybe he can make you a sword that matches your level."
The two walked out of the room one after the other. In the sunlight, their shadows were very long, foreshadowing that a new journey was about to begin.
"Swordsmith? I have heard many legendary stories about them. It is a great honor to see them with my own eyes." Ren Xiaoyao followed the man in black robe, his eyes flashing with curiosity and desire for the unknown.
"The world of martial arts is vast and full of wonders. You will see more in the future." The man in black robe said with a hint of mystery, as if he had foreseen the exciting years in the world of martial arts in the future.
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“Remember, Xiaoyao, true strength is not just about external cultivation, but more importantly, inner tenacity and wisdom. The road ahead is long, and what I can teach you is limited. The rest depends on your own experience and understanding.” The man in black robe suddenly stopped on the road and said earnestly.
Ren Xiaoyao nodded, his eyes firm: "Don't worry, senior. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, I will move forward bravely and live up to my life and what I have learned."
This conversation not only marks the beginning of Ren Xiaoyao's official entry into the martial arts world, but also foreshadows the challenges and growth he will soon face. A martial arts legend intertwined with courage, wisdom and emotion is slowly unfolding.
, this opportunity seemed to come naturally, allowing him to leap two levels and reach the early stage of the seventh level. His heart was full of expectations and curiosity about the future, but at the same time, he became more and more puzzled and wary of the so-called "gift" of the black-robed man.
Just as Ren Xiaoyao was about to get out of bed to continue his training, the door was gently pushed open and a woman in green walked in, holding a brand new sword manual in her hands. Her temperament was as gentle as water, but there was a hint of heroism between her brows. The woman said softly, "Mr. Ren, this is the "Liuyun Sword Art" specially prepared for you by the headmaster. It is said to be compatible with your physique and can help you reach a higher level."
Ren Xiaoyao took the sword manual and felt the faint spiritual energy flowing through it. His heart moved and he quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, senior sister. I will practice diligently and live up to the sect leader's expectations." The woman smiled slightly, turned around and left, leaving a fresh breeze in the room.
In the following days, Ren Xiaoyao not only meditated to cultivate his internal strength, but also studied the "Liuyun Sword Technique". This set of swordsmanship was agile and elegant, and every move seemed to be able to attract the surrounding airflow, which resonated with the increasingly thick blood in his body, making his swordsmanship more powerful.
One day, while he was practicing sword techniques in the courtyard, he suddenly felt a strong resonance rising from the bottom of his heart, as if some kind of power between heaven and earth was responding to his sword moves. His mind moved, and the blood in his body seemed to boil, instantly stimulating the secret hidden in the sword techniques. An illusory cloud sword shadow condensed on the tip of the sword, and with a light swing, the stone bench in the courtyard cracked with a sound, and the cracks were neat and tidy.
This scene happened to be seen by a man in black robe passing by. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but the smile did not reach his eyes, as if there was more profound meaning that was not revealed.
"Yes, your progress is faster than I expected. However, the real test is still ahead. Are you ready to face your destiny?" The man in black robe slowly approached, with unquestionable majesty in his tone.
Ren Xiaoyao sheathed his sword, looked at the man in black robe with a determined look, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what lies ahead, I will move forward bravely and overcome all obstacles. But I would also like to ask you, Master, where does this strange power in my body come from?"
The black-robed man was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "The time has not come yet, you don't have to rush to know everything. Remember, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. When you can stand on your own, you will understand all the causes and conditions."
At this point in the conversation, the man in black robe turned and left, leaving Ren Xiaoyao standing alone in the afterglow of the sunset, holding the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, with a desire for the unknown and anxiety about the future in his heart. But he knew that only by becoming stronger could he uncover all the mysteries and control his own destiny. He was both grateful and puzzled that he had not encountered a thunder tribulation. He got up from the bed and stretched his muscles and bones, and felt the surging of true energy in his body, which was unprecedentedly full.
Just as he was about to continue practicing and trying to uncover the secrets in his body, the door was gently pushed open, and a young man in a green shirt and with a bookish look walked in. The young man's name was Liu Feng, and he was Ren Xiaoyao's good friend in the sect and one of his few close friends.
"Xiaoyao, congratulations on breaking through to the fifth level! I came here as soon as I got the news." Liu Feng's face was filled with a sincere smile. He walked quickly to Ren Xiaoyao, his eyes full of envy and joy.
Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly and said, "Brother Liu, this breakthrough is indeed beyond my expectations. However, I always feel that there seems to be some hidden story behind it."
Upon hearing this, Liu Feng's expression slightly condensed, and he asked in a low voice: "Do you think this breakthrough was too smooth? I heard from Master that high-level breakthroughs are often accompanied by the test of heaven and earth, especially the thunder tribulation between the sixth and seventh levels."
Ren Xiaoyao nodded, and then told Liu Feng about his doubts and the changes in his blood. After listening, Liu Feng pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "Xiaoyao, I seem to have read about something similar somewhere. Ancient books record that very few people have "blood mutations". Their physiques are special and can avoid thunder tribulations when they break through, but this mutation will also bring unknown variables."
Ren Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, and he asked anxiously: "Does the book mention how to deal with this kind of change? Or, is there any way to find out what is different about my bloodline?"
Liu Feng shook his head. "The records in the book are very vague. It only says that we need to find the 'Eye of the Spiritual Vein', a legendary spiritual object that can see into the essence of all things. Maybe it can help us solve your secret."
"'Eye of the Spiritual Vein'?" Ren Xiaoyao murmured to himself. This name seemed to have planted a seed in his heart, foreshadowing that an unknown adventure was about to begin.
"Xiaoyao, no matter what secrets your blood hides, I will accompany you to find the answers." Liu Feng patted Ren Xiaoyao's shoulder and said firmly.
The two smiled at each other. At this moment, friendship and common goals made their backs look particularly determined. Outside the window, a skylark flew by, leaving behind a series of crisp chirps, as if cheering them on for the journey they were about to embark on.