ragginovel Chapter 242: Opening the Scripture Pavilion
Chapter 242: Opening the Scripture Pavilion
"The place where the sword immortal's legacy is passed down is right here!" Murong Qingshuang said as they walked along the bluestone path to the front of the training ground.
At that moment, she looked up.
But then, looking up the cliff, one sees a memorial archway.
The archway is inscribed with the ancient characters "Zangjingge" (Scripture Repository).
The characters flowed like swimming dragons, yet carried a sharp edge, with a faint chill spreading outwards.
It makes anyone who looks up feel as if their soul is about to be pierced.
It seemed as if it were about to be frozen.
"What fierce sword energy!" Yan Zhenshu and Yan Haolin stopped in their tracks and retreated.
Their faces were filled with fear, their complexions were deathly pale, and cold sweat trickled down their foreheads.
Clearly, when they looked up just now, they were backfired by the aura emanating from the ancient characters on the plaque.
Yang Jiuli and the others, who were behind, were not affected.
However, he also sensed an extremely powerful fluctuation of magical energy.
Then, everyone looked ahead.
Yang Jiuli also released his divine sense to look over.
At the entrance of the archway, there were also barriers and barriers, and one could clearly feel some fluctuations of magical power.
"The 'Scripture Repository'," Yang Jiuli thought to himself, "It seems this is where the owner of this place keeps his collection of books!"
Yan Zekun glanced at the plaque in front of him, then stepped forward and began to inscribe the array patterns.
Everyone waited about twenty feet behind them, and did not try to spy on them, for fear of angering the array master.
Yang Jiuli merely glanced at it and did not deliberately try to investigate.
This "Earth Profound Light Array" is indeed profound, but it is clearly a simplified version.
It can only be considered as the "Minor Earth Profound Light Array". Its mystery is slightly inferior to the "Minor Yin-Yang Reversal Array" and the "Five Elements Heaven-Changing Array". If Yang Jiuli really wants to break the array, he can also inscribe the "Minor Yin-Yang Reversal Array Pattern" to break the array with the help of the earth's veins.
It just takes a little effort.
The inscription of the array patterns this time was quite laborious.
It took Yan Zekun five whole days to finish engraving.
Yan Zekun followed the same method, activating the array's restrictions and using the array to break the array, successfully opening a passage.
"So smoothly?" Seeing the formation break, Yang Jiuli deliberately showed an incredulous expression.
Logically speaking, exploring the Three-Tier Ancient Sites should be fraught with danger, or even impossible.
However, Yan Zekun successfully broke the restriction several times.
"Our ancestors once visited this place, and Master Yan has long been familiar with the restrictions here!" Murong Qingshuang transmitted her voice.
"I see!" Yang Jiuli exclaimed in realization.
"Fellow Daoists, please!" Yan Zekun's body flew like a rainbow and took the lead into the training ground inside the archway.
"Fellow Daoist Li, please!" Murong Qingshuang said to Yang Jiuli, and then eagerly flew into the training ground.
Yang Jiuli and the others followed them inside.
A few breaths later, the 'Earth Profound Light Array' outside dissipated.
The training ground was spacious, covering an area of about 100 meters in diameter, and in the center stood a stone sword that was nine zhang tall.
The sword was carved from cold stone, and an extremely cold aura emanated from it.
The cold frost spread across the bluestone ground of the drill ground.
On the left and right sides of the training ground, there are two spirit pools, where cold lotuses bloom, and a faint fragrance wafts through the air.
As soon as everyone stepped inside, they were filled with the delicate fragrance.
Because it has been restricted and isolated for many years, its aroma is particularly strong.
One breath is enough to make you feel refreshed and relaxed.
"There's a spiritual essence!" Yan Haolin's eyes lit up, and he immediately focused on it.
Murong Xi and the others also looked over.
As far as the eye can see, there are blooming winter lotuses.
It appears to be about two hundred years old, which is quite rare. For Qi Refining cultivators who cultivate cold nature, it can help them break through their realm and advance from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the seventh level. However, for Foundation Establishment cultivators at present, it is somewhat of a waste.
"Unfortunately, not enough years!" Yan Haolin quickly withdrew his gaze; he had already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.
What's needed now is a second-tier spirit essence.
"If these cold lotuses reach four hundred years old, they could help Xiao Bing break through to the mid-stage of the second tier," Yang Jiuli thought to himself.
He did not rush to pick them.
He simply observed the surroundings silently.
"That is the Ice Lotus Mist-Hidden Flower." Suddenly, he discovered a spiritual essence hidden within a cold lotus in the spirit pool.
Other cold lotuses are shrouded in cold mist.
However, this ice lotus was shrouded in gray mist, showing a subtle difference.
The lotus blossoms, and the buds at the center are also different, with a few dark buds.
Without careful observation, one would not be able to discern the slight differences.
Even if they could see it, they wouldn't care too much.
"It seems... this trip is not simple!" Yang Jiuli turned his gaze away from the 'Ice Lotus Mist Hidden Flower'.
After glancing at the spirit pools on the left and right, Murong Qingshuang and the others looked at the giant sword in the center.
The giant sword is not a spiritual weapon; it is only because there is a cold vein spiritual eye at its bottom that it can draw cold energy upwards.
finally.
Murong Qingshuang and the others all fixed their gazes on the Sutra Repository in front of them.
The library has carved beams and painted rafters.
The gate is made of purple-gold bronze and is sixteen feet tall.
The two doors were closed, and in the center of the hall, there was a palm-sized diamond-shaped groove.
A token can be placed in the groove.
I could vaguely sense that the library was shrouded in a restriction.
If you touch it rashly, you will surely suffer a backlash.
"Fellow Daoist Murong, it's up to you now!"
Yan Zekun glanced at the ancient hall in front of him, stroked his beard, then cupped his hands and addressed Murong Qingshuang.
"Rest assured, Elder Yan, if the ancient hall is opened, a copy of the scriptures within will be made and shared with your Yan clan!" Murong Qingshuang turned around, cupped her hands in a salute to Yan Zekun, and said.
"Very good!" Yan Zekun nodded, then glanced at the young man beside him and stepped back three zhang.
Yan Zhenshu, Yan Haolin, and Yan Yicheng also retreated.
Seeing this, Yang Jiuli also secretly retreated six zhang to one side.
Seeing this, Murong Qingshuang looked at Murong Xi beside her, as well as the woman in colorful clothes and another woman at the ninth level of Qi Refining.
"In that case, I'll go and give it a try first!" Murong Xi's gaze sharpened, and he stepped forward with a burning desire.
After advancing about ten feet...
With a flick of his hand, the storage bag at his waist flashed with light, and a rhombus-shaped token made of cold jade appeared in front of him.
The token was engraved with runes, making it quite exquisite. A cold light flashed within, dazzling the eyes, and it carried the sharpness of a sword.
The moment the token appeared, Yan Zhenshu, Yan Haolin, and the others' eyes flashed, and a strange light appeared in their eyes.
The token hovered in the air, and Murong Xi immediately chanted an incantation. Her hands formed a hand seal, and a wisp of sword energy spread out from her fingertips.
These sword energies condensed at his fingertips, forming a hand seal, which was then injected into the token suspended in front of him.
"This is the 'Enlightenment Seal Technique'..." Yang Jiuli took it in with his divine sense, and his heart stirred slightly.
Many major sects and their forbidden areas are subject to restrictions.
To facilitate the movement of disciples and to activate the restrictions, special tokens were provided, along with special activation seals.
Only then can the restriction be lifted.
As Murong Xi infused the seal into the token, a burst of light emanated from it, as if sword energy were flowing through it.
The sword energy condensed, becoming a palm-sized sword of energy.
"Activate!" Murong Xi gestured with her hands, and the qi sword that had condensed in front of her moved and flew towards the recess of the palace gate.
The sword glowed brightly, accompanied by a light screen, resembling an imprinted token.
With a whoosh, it touched the area in front of the palace gate.
In an instant, ripples spread throughout the ancient temple area, as if a restriction had been triggered.
However, seemingly sensing a corresponding energy, the restriction was not triggered. Only a ripple like water spread around the ancient hall, and Murong Xi's 'Qi Sword' passed through this invisible restriction.
It successfully touched the temple door and imprinted itself into the groove.
The qi sword was injected into the groove, causing some ancient runes in the groove to glow slightly, which was then absorbed.
At the moment of absorbing the sword imprint, runes above faintly bloomed, as if some kind of restriction had been activated.
"The palace gate's restrictions have been triggered!" Upon seeing this, the woman in colorful clothes' eyes flashed.
"Will Uncle Murong be able to successfully open the palace gate?" The woman at the ninth level of Qi Refining tightened her grip, her face full of anticipation.
Murong Qingshuang remained calm and composed, her face solemn as she looked ahead.
Just as everyone was watching, the runes that had been lit on the palace gates flashed and then went dark.
Like a flame that had just been lit, it was suddenly extinguished.
The palace gates returned to calm.
"It failed!" Murong Xi looked dejected upon seeing this.
"Let me try!" said the woman in colorful clothes who stepped forward.
"Alright!" Murong Xi nodded and stepped aside, leaving the ancient token suspended in mid-air.
The woman in colorful clothes stepped forward and, like Murong Xi, chanted incantations and infused sword energy into the token.
A sword-shaped token flew out and entered the palace gate.
Unfortunately, the runes on the palace gate only lit up slightly before going out.
"Failed again?" Upon seeing this, Yan Zhenshu, Yan Haolin, and Yan Yicheng all frowned.
Then, the three of them looked at Yan Zekun.
They went to such great lengths to open the ancient palace with the Murong clan.
If we fail this time, wouldn't all our years of preparation have been in vain?
Yan Zekun remained calm, stroking his beard as he looked ahead.
Seeing their grandfather so calm, Yan Zhenshu and the others breathed a slight sigh of relief and continued looking ahead.
"It seems my skill in swordsmanship is far from sufficient!" the woman in colorful clothes sighed.
Then, she looked at Murong Qingshuang and said, "Sister Qingshuang, it's up to you now!"
Murong Xi then flicked her hand, rolling the token into her storage bag.
Murong Qingshuang nodded, stepped forward, and with a flick of her hand, an identical token flew out from her palm.
Clearly, the Murong clan possessed two ancient tokens, which were kept by Murong Qingshuang and Murong Xi respectively.
When Murong Qingshuang unleashed the ancient token, all eyes were on her.
She chanted an incantation, and with a flick of her hand, a rich sword energy emanated from her fingertips.
The sword energy gradually condensed into a hand seal.
In the training ground.
A gust of wind blew in.
Every gust of wind seemed to come whistling like a sword of energy.
Accompanied by a force of heaven and earth.
Unconsciously, a mysterious sword aura gathered within Murong Qingshuang's body, merging with the sword energy that had condensed in front of her.
The seal shone brightly, and seemed to have gained a sharp edge.
Frost appeared within it, clearly different from the hand seals of the other two.
"This is sword intent..." At the edge of the training ground, Yang Jiuli's gaze sharpened, and he also had a realization.
Upon seeing this, both Murong Xi and the woman in colorful clothes showed expressions of awe.