Chapter 103: Riding the Iron Horse in Reverse!

  After having enough wine and food, Mo Bei bid farewell to Long Hao Tian and Fang Luo You, and came alone to the Transmission Hall.

  The old man in grey robes sat cross-legged in the great hall as usual, his eyes closed in meditation, seemingly completely unaware of Mo Bei's arrival.

  Mo Bei stepped forward with a stiff upper lip, bowed his head and body, and spoke respectfully: "Outer sect disciple Mo Bei, greets the Guardian Elder."

  Listening to the sound, the old man in grey robes slowly opened his eyes, raised his drooping eyelids, revealing cloudy old eyes, and casually glanced at Mo Bei twice.

  The latter hastily handed over his waist card.

  The old man in grey took it over and glanced at the waist card.

  That grey-robed old man, who seemed to be dozing off, suddenly regained a hint of clarity in his eyes. He slightly opened them and looked at Mo Bei once more, calmly asking: "Mo Bei? The first name on the outer sect's disciple list?"

  "It's exactly as you said, disciple." Mo Bei smiled and said: "The disciple has come to receive the competition reward, choosing free swordsmanship training."

  The old man in grey robes nodded, one hand tossing the token back to Mo Bei, while the other sleeve of his robe fluttered casually, and in an instant, countless jade slips emerged from it, accompanied by a flowing light, flying out like a continuous river.

  Innumerable jade slips converged into a jade slip dragon, coiling above the grey-robed elder's head.

  "Choose one. Ten free sword techniques." The old man in grey said, then closed his eyes again, entering a meditative state, ignoring Mo Bei once more.

  Mo Bei fastened the token to his waist, nodded, and strolled into the vast expanse of jade slips. He pinched his chin, carefully recalling, muttering to himself: "That Sword Sweeping Technique, the first sword move is the Thunderbolt Sword Move. It's here!"

  Mo Bei's gaze fell on a purple jade slip floating in the void to his left, and with one hand transforming into claws, he grasped it from the void and tucked it into his bosom.

  "The second one, Extinguishing Divine Sword Technique! Here!"

  "Vedasura Sword, Heavy Xuan Swordsmanship, Taiyue Sanqing Peak, Infinite Swordsmanship, Seven Strings Formless Sword, Mahasattva Sword..."

  "Ten sword techniques, if I were to buy them normally, would cost hundreds of spirit stones. Now they're free, saving me a fortune!"

  Mo Bei Xi couldn't help but carefully select and choose, taking out all ten sword techniques required for the Sword Sweeping Technique, and put them in his bosom. After reporting to the gray-robed old man, he excitedly left.

  Under the waterfall.

  "Drink! Thunderbolt Sword Technique!"

  Mo Bei's figure was among the flying waterfalls, swaying left and right, flashing back and forth, wielding a long sword, slashing horizontally and vertically, each slash leaving a trail of sword shadows.

  Sword auras surged wildly, bursting out in all directions, tearing the air around Mo Bei into shreds.

  On the sword's edge, with every swing of Mo Bei's, lightning-like electric arcs splashed out, spreading continuously, striking in mid-air, crackling loudly.

  "Cut!"

  Mo Bei's heel heavily stomped on the ground, and the bluestone under his foot suddenly burst, revealing two footprints that sank in. As he moved his body backward, the long sword in his hand cut through the air with great force, drawing a vertical and frightening sword energy that fiercely chopped at the flying waterfall!

  "Pffft!"

  The flying waterfall suddenly burst, and the water splashed open in all directions.

  The terrifying thunder contained in the sword energy transformed into countless electric arcs, bursting out instantly, spreading along the waves, covering the entire flying waterfall completely.

  Electric arcs occasionally appear in those flying waterfalls and waves, sometimes hidden and sometimes visible, flashing constantly and never dispersing for a long time.

  "Hah!"

  Mo Bei let out a loud, clear laugh, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He muttered to himself: "It seems that the Thunderbolt Sword Technique has begun to show its power. If I continue practicing like this, it won't take two or three days for me to fully master the first sword technique!"

  "Come again!"

  Mo Bei's figure once again slipped into the Flying Waterfall.

  Under the waterfall, accompanied by the "gushing" sound of waves hitting the bluestone, Mo Bei's roar, and the sword energy tearing through the air, all gathered together, spreading throughout the entire mountain forest, startling countless demonic birds.

  ……

  Seven days later!

  In the temple.

  The top ten in the previous comparison are all here!

  "Alright! I won't waste any more of your time. Now, everyone stand within the formation, and I will transport you to a blessed land for cultivation!"

  She said, her right hand tightly grasping the cane, and stamped her foot heavily!

  At the moment when the tip of the crutch hit the ground, a purple flame burst out and spread out.

  A purple flame, like a spirit snake, swiftly slithered across the ground, and when it reached the feet of the crowd, it suddenly forked open, splitting into two, then four, surrounding everyone's surroundings, underfoot, in front and behind.

  As they moved, a complex pattern emerged, blending into a massive array that enveloped all ten of them.

  "Hold your breath, concentrate! Seal off the five senses!" Water Moon Granny shouted sternly, her right hand tossing out the Phoenix Headed Cane which instantly leapt into the air, spinning rapidly.

  The Water Moon Granny waved her hands in various strange postures, constantly pinching her fingers, changing and transforming continuously.

  With her loud cry of "Rise!"

  Fierce winds, Lethal Awls suddenly burst out from the foot of the crowd's formation, and White Awls completely submerged the entire Holy Temple.

  After a brief moment of fragrance.

  Mo Bei felt that the raging wind emitted from the array at his feet was gradually weakening and dispersing. He slowly opened his eyes, scanning his surroundings with a sweeping gaze.

  The scene in front of him changed instantly.

  Mo Beiming stared intently ahead.

  A majestic and towering giant peak, suddenly appeared in Mo Bei's line of sight.

  The peaks are steep and the mountains are layered, rising and falling in succession. The gurgling brook flows gently through the lush and dense forest.

  As far as the eye can see, the air is filled with a thick layer of purple mist, adding a mysterious and hazy color to the entire world.

  Just then, a gentle breeze came from behind, Mo Bei subconsciously looked back, and his eyes widened suddenly.

  Behind them, under their feet, was a vast expanse of sky that stretched endlessly and was an intense blue!

  This entire towering giant peak is actually suspended in mid-air, hidden among the endless drifting white clouds.

  "My god, what a thick and rich spiritual energy!"

  Long Hao Tian behind Mo Bei suddenly let out a loud cry.

  Mo Bei, who was just immersed in the beautiful scenery, suddenly came back to his senses and found that the endless, dense and sticky spiritual energy was rushing towards him.

  The spiritual energy was so dense that it had condensed into strands of pale blue light, which could even be seen with the naked eye.

  Mo Bei only felt that all the pores on his body were relaxed and open, greedily absorbing the endless spiritual energy. His five internal organs and six viscera were all wrapped in spiritual energy, which drilled in and out of his seven orifices and six apertures.

  "Who would have thought that this place, the spiritual energy is so dense. It's truly worthy of being a blessed land for cultivation of the Tai Xu Sect!" Fang Luo You couldn't help but praise, his eyes flowing with a hint of strange colors.

  Just as everyone was marveling at that blessed place of cultivation, a clear and melodious voice came from not far away.

  "You're the ones participating in this outer disciple competition, top ten."

  Mo Bei and others looked up in the direction of the sound source.

  Suddenly, a faint brown shadow shot down from the cliff top buried in the clouds, flashing across the sky at a distance of thousands of feet, and in an instant, it transformed into a black-robed young man standing on a spiritual sword above everyone's heads.

  The young man in black smiled, his eyes casually sweeping over the crowd, and said lightly: "Welcome to Purple Sun Cliff, my name is Huang Shi Qi, I am the guardian of the blessed land of Purple Sun Cliff. You can call me Master Huang."

  "Long time no see, brother!"

  Everyone dared not to be arrogant, and they all bowed their heads in unison.

  "Hmm," Huang Shi Qi smiled, and a gentle breeze suddenly appeared out of thin air, carrying his body down from the sky, lightly floating to land in front of everyone.

  "I've already heard about you from Shuǐ Yuè Pó Po, and she's entrusted you to me. During your cultivation at Zǐ Yáng Yá, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me."

  Huang Shi Qi pondered for a moment, his eyes shifted, and he suddenly asked: "Who are Mo Bei and Fang Luo You?"

  Mo Bei and Fang Luoyou hastily stepped forward, clasped their hands together in greeting, and said: "Junior Brother Mo Bei, Fang Luoyou, has seen Senior Brother."

  Huang Shi Qi looked at the two of them, his eyes were calm, but with a hint of friendliness, nodded and said: "I heard that you two are the first and second place in this outer disciple competition, today I see, indeed worthy of being the dragon and phoenix among men."

  "Thank you for the compliment, senior brother." The two of them exchanged a glance and smiled humbly.

  "Follow me."

  Huang Shi Qi finished speaking and turned around, walking towards the winding small road that stretched from the mountain forest to the foot of the mountain.

  The crowd hurriedly followed suit.

  Under Huang Shi Qi's leadership, everyone shuttled through the mountains and forests, with waves of mountain wind blowing across their faces, making people feel carefree and joyful.

  "This is your first time coming to Ziyangya, and you don't know much about it, so let me briefly tell you about it."

  Huang Shi Qi smiled and opened his mouth.

  The crowd immediately took two steps closer to Huang Shi Qi, leaning in with their ears, and didn't dare to interrupt.

  "This Purple Sun Cliff world is a mountain range, thirty miles long and thirty miles wide. It's one of the 72 blessed lands of the Tai Xu Sect." Huang Shi Qi rubbed his wrist and spoke up.

  Long Hao Tian's mouth opened wide, his face filled with surprise and he exclaimed: "Seventy-two blessed lands? So that means there are other blessed lands too! Our Tai Xuan Sect actually has so many places with such dense spiritual energy!"

  "This is natural," Huang Shi Qi nodded, a hint of pride on his face, and said: "Our Tai Xu Zong is one of the four major immortal sword sects, with great strength! How can there be only one blessed land? Otherwise, how would the more than 30,000 disciples of our entire sect cultivate?"

  "Over thirty thousand!"

  Everyone secretly sucked their tongues, and their eyes were all filled with shock.

  They all knew Tai Xuzong was great, but they couldn't imagine just how powerful Tai Xuzong really was.

  As soon as Huang Shi Qi said this, I suddenly felt deeply that as the Tai Xu Sect of the Four Great Sword Cultivation Schools, how powerful it was!

  More than 30,000 disciples, they are not ordinary people of over 30,000!

  But more than 30,000 cultivator disciples! In the foundation-building period, they can already ride a sword and move.

  Imagine two or three hundred thousand cultivators, their feet on the spiritual sword, walking in mid-air, like a dense and heavy rain of swords, filling the entire sky with an imposing momentum!