Chapter Thirty-Four: Witch Tribe Sword Manual

  Suddenly, he felt a breath emanating from the depths of the mountain, and Mu Yuan was shocked. The breath wasn't particularly strong, but it was full of mysterious and sinister implications, a kind of pressure that came from the soul, making him shudder, as if his entire body was crawling with poisonous insects, his hair standing on end!

  For an instant, Mu Yuan felt his mind unable to function, a vast expanse of misty confusion filling his consciousness as that mysterious aura filled him, the ancient shamanic powers that had traversed history, unchanged in their power from millennia past!

  Yuan Longtai, a man who didn't cultivate at all, had no such feeling, but the power of his ancestral bloodline also made him feel it. He seemed to be in a trance, dancing with his hands and feet, and chanting out a string of strange words. These words seemed to be an invocation, causing the highest peak of Mount Zhaoyang to start shaking violently.

  This tremor also made Mu Yuan wake up from his confusion, staring at the mountain peak that was slowly cracking open with a look of horror. The originally straight and towering mountain body had cracked open in the middle, revealing a huge gap as large as one zhang, and a gray mist rose from it, spreading out and obscuring everything within three feet in front of him, no matter how hard Mu Yuan tried to see.

  Yuan Longtai's incantation grew faster and faster, the mountain peak split into two segments. Rocks rolled down, smoke and dust rose, and the gray mist grew thicker and thicker. Finally, a long stone staircase leading to the belly of the mountain appeared, disappearing into the endless gray fog, vague and unclear.

  Yuan Longtai's face was filled with excitement, and he didn't even bother to talk to Mu Yuan. He rushed down the stone stairs, with the tall golden corpse following closely behind him. Mu Yuan hesitated for a moment before slowly stepping onto the staircase that led straight down!

  The stone steps were completely made of mountain rocks, and it was unknown how many years they had been through. A thick layer of dust floated on top of them. When Mu stepped on them, he felt a sense of heaviness and remoteness. Bending down to sweep away the dust, he saw that the stone steps were curved and discontinuous, with some tadpole-like symbols carved on them. They looked like incantations, yet also like words, extremely strange. Mu examined them carefully for a moment, but soon felt dizzy and his eyes blurred. His mind was filled with the roaming symbols, coming and going freely, making him feel very uncomfortable.

  He shook his head vigorously, and Mu Yuan no longer inquired, going down the stone steps. Ahead, Rong Tai had already disappeared from view. The stone steps seemed to be endless, and Mu Yuan felt that he had walked for a long time, yet still couldn't see the end. The fog was getting thicker, and the path was becoming increasingly narrow, finally only allowing one person to pass through. On both sides of the stone walls, there were some ancient-style large seal characters, as well as some simple and quick paintings, but they were just some rustic and elegant sword engravings, which made Mu Yuan's heart move, and he carefully observed them.

  Fortunately, those who practice Taoist meditation and internal alchemy all study ancient seal script. After all, the seal script passed down from ancient times was created by the great sages of old, and it best reflects their intentions. It is also the symbol closest to heaven and earth. Translated texts, although clear and easy to understand, have lost their original meaning and are difficult to delve into their true meaning. They are merely later generations' interpretations, which are like single nutrients that have been chewed over by others, far inferior to the profundity of the original text.

  "The sword is transformed into spirit, with the body merged and connected. The primordial energy is formed, stored outside the physical form. Refining the body to embody the spirit, there is a body outside the body, and a spirit outside the spirit..."

  A section of clumsy and unadorned large seal script, continuous and flowing down, until Mu Yuan descended the hundred-step stone staircase, these words finally formed a complex and intricate mind mantra. Mu Yuan carefully pondered it, but felt that its subtleties were endless, indeed it was a sword-refining mind mantra!

  However, this sword mantra is completely different from the Taoist sword mantras that Mu Yuan has come into contact with. The Taoist sword mantra is to cultivate the sword with the mind, absorb the essence of the five elements to form the shape of the sword, and add the array method and talismans to the sword to create the spirit of the sword. Then, communicate with one's own spiritual consciousness, refine it with spiritual energy, control it with heart blood, break through all laws and martial arts, and conquer everything!

  This swordsmanship is a legacy of the Wu tribe, and the cultivation of the Wu tribe is to spread one's divine soul throughout the body, specializing in physical refinement, until it becomes incredibly powerful, with unmatched combat prowess. It doesn't follow the path of the yuan Shen (primordial spirit), but rather unites the flesh and spirit as one, inseparable from each other. Unlike the Daoist yuan Shen that can split and wander, wherever a person goes is also where their divine soul resides, making it impossible to separate them again!

  Perhaps it is the way of the observer, the Wu tribe has a great divine power, a great wisdom, and also created a sword technique heart secret, but not adopting the five elements, fusion array method, but rather fusing the heaven and earth's original energy, virtual construction into a sword, with heart blood sacrifice refining, it is like an externalized body, every sword energy is a strand of divided spirit, traversing the heavens and earth, finally can transform into billions, roaming freely in all realms.

  The Wu tribe cultivates, specializes in physical body cultivation, and is also a great secret. The Taoist school has also created some similar kung fu methods, such as the Nine Turns of Yuan Gong, and Buddhism has the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong. They are all mental methods for cultivating the physical body. When cultivated to the highest point, there will be thousands of changes and magical powers, digging up the potential of the physical body to the maximum. Every drop of blood, every inch of hair, and every point of skin can be transformed into one's own person, which is the realm of flesh and blood!

  This is like every strand of consciousness of the Taoist yuan Shen can be reborn, different paths same return, no distinction between each other!

  These wooden elements are naturally still unknown, even many high-ranking people don't know, but seeing this article of heart secrets, Mu Yuan only feels extremely crazy, extremely bold, and also extremely mysterious!

  "So that's the swordsmanship he was practicing earlier! Thousand Swords Converging, condensing energy into a sword, but it seems he hasn't yet transformed his external sword into a divine spirit, only single-handedly controlling it, losing the subtlety of its essence!" Mu Yuan lowered his head in contemplation, momentarily bewildered, carefully considering the wonders of converging energy to form a thousand swords and transforming his body into a sword domain.

  Many unsolved mysteries in between, suddenly remembered the scratches seen at Guangren's residence, also the insight of Jingyun's gathering of spirits to form a sword. Mu Yuan's heart was suddenly enlightened, and with a wave of his hands, the surrounding air suddenly surged with a wave of fluctuations, spiritual energy swirled around, and condensed into a five or six inch long flying sword in Mu Yuan's hand!

  This technique of gathering energy to form a sword is present in both Taoist and Buddhist traditions, but the difference lies in that no matter whether it's Taoist or Buddhist, the gathered sword will dissipate after use or after some time if not used. The Wu tribe's sword technique, however, allows for the formation of flying swords through gathering energy, which are as durable as metal swords and can only be dispersed by being struck down by an opponent, making them truly extraordinary!

  Even if Mu Yuan had a good innate talent and could be considered a sword cultivator, it was already quite difficult for him to condense a flying sword. After all, he had just started studying this technique and had only managed to grasp the subtleties of it by observing Guang Ren's experiences and insights. Even so, the flying sword that he condensed was only like one made from gold or iron, a mere inanimate object without any spiritual imprint on it, something that anyone could pick up and use.

  Even so, Mu Yuan was already very pleased, playing with the flying sword in his hand, savoring this sword mantra, and for a while he stood there, forgetting to continue deeper!

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