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Chapter 113 Following the stone path upwards, they reached the highest point of the back mountain. A great river came from the horizon, rushing past the foot of the mountain. Li Yuan heard the vast, unceasing sound of the water. On the opposite bank, he saw the towering phantoms of three Buddha statues, representing the Buddhas of the past, present, and future. Between the three Buddha statues, there were countless other densely packed, overlapping Buddhas and deities filling the sky. Ye Zhuo stopped…-
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The snow gradually lessened, but it was still falling. In the snowy ground, a person was slowly walking forward, using a sword as a cane. He was very small, not even reaching an adult's waist. The layers of blood on his clothes had already dried, a thick, turbid, deep red. The night was also thick, like ink that hadn't been ground properly. However, the snow's light reflected on the child's face, revealing an outline as clear as ice, as transparent as ice. He walked forward. His black hair was…
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The snow surface was dotted with bloodstains, and Yun Xiangzhuo's robe was also stained with large patches of fresh blood. Before today, Yun Xiangxi would not have allowed such marks to appear on his body. But after today, everything had changed. Why? No reason. The icy aura mixed with blood permeated his lungs. Everyone was already dead, and only he and Yun Xiangxi remained under the heavens. Yun Xiangxi repeated his words thoughtfully, "I'm afraid?" "You're afraid," Yun Xiangzhuo said. "I have you…
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Chapter 110 Sword hilt pointing to the sky, sword tip pointing to the ground. At Illusory Sword Manor, only a killing sword is drawn upwards, only a killing sword needs to inform heaven and earth. Yun Xiangzhuo's sword was drawn horizontally, because he was doing it for the people behind him. A horizontal and a vertical sword light, both equally clear, equally cold, equally vast. They were equally fast, equally decisive, and almost the instant they were unleashed, they collided violently in the heavens…
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This day, Yun Xiangxi led Yun Xiangzhuo toward the main hall of Illusion Sword Manor. Actually, the manor did not celebrate ordinary people's festivals in previous years, but in the past six years, it closed its doors and stayed away from the martial world, inevitably reducing many activities, and gradually developed a sense of festivals. Tonight, the moon is full, and the disciples of each lineage accompany their masters, watching flowers and discussing swords, and drinking lightly under the moon. It is…
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Yun Xiangxi: "Who?" "Mother." Yun Xiangxi listened but didn't reply. He raised his hand to remove Yun Xiangzhuo's hair crown and tidied his hair with a comb, as meditation should be done in a relaxed state. He didn't say anything. Yun Xiangzhuo: "I've finished learning the *The Spiritual Sutra* (*Yùn Líng Jué* - Spirit Nurturing Manual)." "Mm." Yun Xiangxi felt that Yun Xiangzhuo's condition wasn't very good tonight. His voice was low. He probed Yun Xiangzhuo's meridians and only relaxed after…
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Chapter 107 Later, the Swordsmith found Yun Xiangzhuo again. This time, Yun Xiangxi wasn't there. "Xiao Zhuo, that question you asked me before, I've been thinking about it again," the Swordsmith said, "My answer was wrong." Yun Xiangzhuo: "Where was it wrong?" "I said that a person's cultivation is like forging a sword, and I also answered you that teaching a person is like forging a sword. This isn't wrong in itself, but I was wrong in not explaining to you clearly what forging a sword really…
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Yun Xiangzhuo's time passed quickly. The sun rose and the moon set, the moon set and the sun rose, the winds of the four seasons blew across Illusion Cloud Cliff, but could not blow into his heart. When he looked up, he saw Yun Xiangxi's calm eyes. Every day was no different from the last, a repetition of the previous day. Yun Xiangzhuo's time also passed very slowly. The sound of swordplay echoed in his ears along with the wind. Within the sword techniques, he saw the myriad aspects of the world…
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Chapter 105 Ever since the master of Qiong Tong Temple cast those three divinations for Xiangtian Villa, the villa had been closed to guests for a long time. At this time, the only people who could still enter the mountain gate were a few close friends and relatives of the villa, and the swordsmith was one of them. As everyone knew, he was a good friend of the young master, Yun Xiangxi. Apart from Yun Xiangxi himself, he was the only one who could casually touch Xiangxi's sword. How did they meet? It…
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The mist dissipated, and Li Yuan stood in another courtyard. The courtyard, built of white stone, was empty, desolate, and devoid of scenery or ornamentation, save for the verdant pines, bamboos, and cypresses. The scent of sandalwood from the pine wood slowly dripped down like the cold dew on mountain rocks. A thin layer of snow covered the plants, and white frost clung to the eaves; it was winter. Beneath a tree stood a low desk, and behind that desk, Li Yuan saw a younger Ye Zhuo. Three years old?…
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