Chapter 13: Unrivaled and Independent from the Very Beginning!

  An ancient path, a pair of hands facing the sky's pale blue light, lightly plucked the index finger, and a strand of green light shot out from the tip of the index finger. The blue and green lights merged and converged, forming a brand new force, twinkling with flowing colors, casting a mysterious hue on Mo Bei's face.

  An ancient path appeared in his right hand, with the hand seal changing rapidly and leaving behind a trail of residual shadows. His eyebrows furrowed, and he let out a low shout: "Seal!"

  In an instant, a brand new power gathered into a torrent and poured crazily and rapidly into Mo Bei Tian's spiritual sea.

  Mo Bei could clearly feel this strange power flowing through his meridians, finally seeping into his flesh and blood!

  A wave of faint numbness spread throughout his body, causing Mo Bei to involuntarily take a deep breath.

  "Tai Xu Jian Zong, with sword tempering emptiness, with emptiness nourishing spirit, with spirit transforming sword, with sword merging Tao."

  After entering the sect, they become outer disciples and practice the basic sword techniques of Taiwu Sect.

  "After mastering the basic sword techniques, then use the basic sword techniques to cultivate Tai Xu Qi, that is, become a formal disciple. Then..."

  After doing all this, Gu Dao Yan's calm and waveless eyes showed a hint of fatigue, gradually revealing his tired state; then he said:

  "Still need to refine the ethereal void air to cultivate the spiritual beast, transform the spiritual beast into the Taiwu Sword Spirit, cultivate the sword spirit to become powerful, and then merge with the sword to obtain power."

  "Only then can the true power of the Taiyu Sect's swordsmanship be unleashed! What a pity..."

  Gu Dao shook his head slightly and let out a quiet sigh, with a hint of regret flashing across his face.

  "Nowadays, the Taiwu Sect only sees the power of Jianling and has forgotten the teachings of their predecessors. Few people still practice the fusion of spirit and sword."

  Relying solely on the power of Jianling to defeat powerful enemies, I think it's time to change the name to Wan Shou Sect. It doesn't emphasize swordsmanship at all, it's completely like buying a melon and getting a gourd instead, picking up sesame seeds but losing watermelon.

  "Remember, don't make this mistake again!"

  The disciple nodded repeatedly and replied: "I will remember it in my heart!"

  "Hmm... but wanting to enter Tai Xuan Sect isn't that easy either."

  "He stretched out four fingers: 'You must pass through four barriers.'"

  "The first pass, origin and identity." Gu Dao flipped his left wrist behind him, shaking his sleeve, and a ray of light flashed out.

  Suddenly in his left palm, a crystal clear emerald green jade plaque appeared out of thin air.

  "When you go to Taiyu Sect, if someone asks you"

  "Take this jade token and say that you met a strange person who saved you. The stranger was robust, carried a large wine gourd on his back, and spoke boldly. He gave you good wine, and in return, he gave you this jade token, allowing you to pass through the gate, and the other party will let you through."

  The ancient path followed his hand as he waved it, and the jade token transformed into a dark green flowing light that fell towards Mo Bei.

  He held it in his hands as if he had obtained a treasure, looked at it carefully for several times, and then put it into the collar of his chest: "What about the other three passes?"

  "Second trial, testing swordsmanship talent. You have no problem with this!"

  The third pass, testing the degree of enlightenment. "You have the strongest enlightenment!" The ancient way nodded while muttering to himself.

  Upon hearing this, Mo Bei secretly laughed in his heart. It wasn't that I had a strong intuition, it was clearly the credit of that Symbol Scripture seed. If I said it out loud, you probably wouldn't even believe me.

  His face was extremely solemn, with a look of rapt attention.

  "The fourth pass, which is also the most critical one!"

  Ancient road, one word, one sentence, pause and ask:

  "That's the affinity for spiritual beasts. Now, Tai Xuan Sect, one's true abilities are all above spiritual beasts, so they must be in harmony with spiritual beasts!"

  "This is also what determines how far you can go on the path of cultivation! If you want to live forever, this pass must be crossed!"

  Mo Bei's mouth twitched at the corner, revealing a bitter smile, and he thought to himself:

  "What a nuisance! What kind of flowers and grasses did I cultivate in my past life? Cats and dogs, raised once and died once. How can this be resolved?"

  "Master... the disciple is not afraid of anything, but it's just that I'm usually careless and raising a spiritual beast is really not my forte. Please master, teach me some techniques." Mo Bei begged with a bitter face.

  The old man hummed slightly and narrowed his eyes: "I had expected you would say that."

  "Heh heh." Mo Bei rarely looked embarrassed and scratched his head.

  "Don't worry, I've already cast a spell for you."

  An ancient path, a sudden turn of phrase, with hands clasped behind his back, he gazed down at Mo Bei with an air of superiority and said calmly:

  "Just now, I had to abolish your cultivation of the Extreme Devil Technique. Firstly, to avoid being discovered by them, and secondly, to utilize your true energy to form a divine ability called 'Thoughts of Kinship', which will be infused into your body."

  "With this thought, you will be able to get close to any spiritual beast in the future and gain their trust!"

  Mo Beida was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Master!"

  "Hmm..." Gu Dao muttered to himself, lowering his head in thought, thinking if there was anything else he had yet to settle.

  "After you enter the gate, re-cultivate the Xiantian Extreme Tao True Demon Technique once again."

  "This method can absorb and merge the essence of all sects' gongfa, disguise as any sect's gongfa, serve as the source of all methods, without being discovered by others. Moreover, with this gong as foundation, you can then merge Tai Xu Qi, Huang Ting Dao, Chong Xiao Zhi, Tian Di Guang."

  Mo Bei nodded slightly.

  "After all, you are also a member of the Xiantian Extreme Dao Demon Sect, my registered disciple. I will pass on to you a complete Xiantian Extreme Dao True Demon Scripture."

  Ten thousand words are more than enough, divided into two parts, upper and lower, which can help you cultivate to the Golden Elixir True Man.

  The ancient path's sleeve robe swung again, and a brilliant light flashed by.

  A jade slip suddenly appeared in front of him and floated slowly towards Mo Bei. In an instant, it was injected into Mo Bei's mind and disappeared without a trace!

  Gu Dao Yi finally took a deep breath and gazed out at the endless desert to the west: "Alright, take this jade token and head thirty miles west to Purple Cloud Cliff. It just so happens that's one of the places where we're recruiting new disciples this year."

  "Remember, if you encounter difficulties, you can go to the outer hall of the Tai Xu Zong temple and find Vice Hall Master Yao Ye Zhen Ren. Use this password to ask for his help, and he will be able to assist you. However, he can only help you three times!"

  "Others, I won't tell you. Now you're like a blank sheet of paper, it's better this way. Otherwise, when you enter the door, the golden light will shine on your body and you'll be discovered by the other party."

  A faint gentle breeze gradually spreads and rises, shrouding the ancient road.

  "Remember, you are a disciple of Taiyu Sect. If someone uses my name to make you do something, don't listen to them. Your task is to cultivate the Taiyu Qi."

  For Gu Dao Yi's reminder, Mo Bei nodded without stopping, perked up his ears and remembered every single word, not missing a single character.

  "From now on, everything is up to you. Wait until you are promoted to a formal disciple and cultivate the Taiwu Qi. Then come find me at the Giant Gate region, East Sea, Qingling Island."

  "Come, let's recite it together, our Heavenly Demon Sect's poem of origin!"

  "Before heaven and earth, independent and unparalleled; the ultimate truth is clear and real; the devil's tribulation, forgetting both objects and self; penetrating spirit and transformation, the infinite light!"

  "First, the heavens and earth; independent and unmatched; the ultimate truth, round and bright, real and substantial; the devil's tribulation, forgetting both objects and self; penetrating spirit, transforming, infinite light!"

  As he spoke, the clear wind grew stronger and turned into a fierce gale, blowing away sand and dust. Mo Bei couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

  A sandstorm is brewing!

  The sound of Gu Dao's voice gradually faded into the dust, becoming fainter and more indistinct, only to hear his thick and ethereal voice lingering around Mo Bei's ears.

  "Long life is ahead of you, take care of yourself!"

  "Boom!"

  A gust of wind blew by.

  The strong wind gradually dispersed, and the sand dust in the sky slowly dissipated. The dust settled. Mo Bei looked again, but the figure on the ancient road had already disappeared, vanishing from the entire world!

  Mo Bei took a deep breath, and the light in his pupils kept flashing as he gazed into the distance.

  This ancient path is so troublesome, if it's just for one's own sake, it might be a bit unrealistic.

  I'm afraid his real purpose is to let himself go undercover, otherwise how coincidental it is to arrive at this point. If he had chosen a different path, I'm afraid he would still have ended up going undercover.

  "Whatever! Being an undercover agent is what it is, a long road ahead, I must work hard myself!"

  Mo Bei clenched his fists tightly, and the light in his eyes became even more resolute.

  He turned his body, stepped in a flowing manner, on the endless desert, facing the scorching sun. Walking towards the west, his figure gradually shrunk, until finally turning into a black dot, disappearing into the desert; only leaving behind a string of footprints, buried in the endless yellow sand.

  ……

  Thirty miles is neither far nor near, after one hour.

  The sun sets in the west mountain.

  The sand under Mobei's feet gradually became less and less, and a few sprouts of green grass emerged, revealing a hint of green, and finally walked out of the desert.

  Just as a gentle breeze blew over, he subconsciously raised his head and looked forward.

  Beyond those two li, mountains rise in clusters, stretching endlessly, with strange peaks and steep ridges reaching high into the clouds.

  A winding mountain path, with twists and turns, stretched out from the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, unfolding before Mo Bei's eyes.

  Gusts of mountain breeze gently swept across his face, dispelling the scorching heat brought by the desert, making Mo Bei feel refreshed and invigorated, his spirit lifted, and much more comfortable.

  "It seems it's not far away!" Mo Bei clenched his fists excitedly, his whole body thrilled, quickening his pace, and darted into the dense forest along the mountain path.

  The purple cloud mountain has a steep terrain, the road is rugged, and the vegetation is very dense, almost covering the entire mountain path.

  Mo Bei walked slowly and carefully, his feet sinking into the mud with each step. He pushed aside branches and tree trunks with both hands, clearing a path through the dense underbrush.

  His clothes were scratched by thorns and had many holes, his cheeks and arms showed strips of blood marks.

  "It's really hard to walk, and I don't even know if this Zi Yun Cliff is on top." Mo Bei muttered softly, but his footsteps were extremely firm, and his eyes shone with a bright and determined light.

  After proceeding for half a time, Mo Bei followed the small path and turned a corner, only to feel that the path suddenly became clear.

  "Hmm... it's finally getting a bit better... huh?"

  Mo Bei Zheng sighed, and suddenly his eyebrows rose, the light in his eyes brightened: "Arrived?"

  As his line of sight went.

  A massive white cliff suddenly appeared before him! The cliff was about a hundred feet high, and Mo Bei strained his eyes to gaze at it, but he couldn't even take it all in with one glance!

  The precipice is as white as jade, harmonious and integrated, like a huge piece of jade, with the golden characters carved in relief - "Zi Yun Cliff"!