lowers that bloom from the void are truly breathtakingly beautiful.Zhang Ruochin's figure reappeared, surrounded by crystal-clear sword lotuses. He seemed unharmed.Upon seeing this, Yin Yuanchen sudde...This guardian of Jiange possesses immeasurable cultivation, placing immense pressure on Zhang Ruochen. Beads of sweat continuously poured from his pores, soaking his back.

If so, his identity would be exposed. With his cultivation level, it would be impossible for him to survive and escape from Jian Ge.

Who could have imagined that within Jian Ge, there would be such a terrifying presence

The old woman in red stared at Zhang Ruochin, nodded slightly, and said meaningfully: "This disciple of the Liangyi Sect seems to be hiding a lot of secrets."

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The Sword Saint of Burial Moon thought the old woman in red was referring to the legacy of Empress Qian Gu, so he didn't take it to heart. He said, "Lin Yue is considered the first swordsmanship prodigy of the Two Instruments Sect after the ancient times, and his own luck is extraordinary. He has received some amazing opportunities."

"Fine. Since the Liuyi Sect has made this decision, let him try it out. After all, from ancient times to the present, no one has ever been able to see the words on the Wuzijianpu at the Yu Long Realm."

The old woman in red turned and walked away.

Her steps seemed slow, but after just four or five paces, she had completely vanished from Zhang Ruochin's sight.

Zang Yue Jian Sheng bowed respectfully in the direction the red-clothed old woman left, and said to Zhang Ruochin: "Lin Yue, Hai Tang Granny is the guardian of Jian Ge. Her attainments in swordsmanship far surpass even that of this saint. Back then, it was her old lady's guidance that allowed this saint to successfully cultivate Sword Seven, and become a Jian Sheng in one fell swoop. In the future, if you encounter her, be sure to show her some respect."

"Thank you for reminding me, Sword Saint," Zhang Ruochen said.

The seventh layer of Jiange is a completely flat and vast world. Even the mountains are only small hills. However, in the center of the seventh layer stands a reddish-brown stone mountain.

The mountain loomed, incredibly steep with sheer cliffs on all sides. It towered over two thousand meters high, piercing straight into the clouds, like a gigantic stone sword standing in the center of heaven and earth.

Standing beneath Shi Shan, the Sword Saint of Burial Moon gazed upwards with a solemn and awestruck expression. "This," he said, his voice filled with reverence, "is the Wuzì Jianpù, also known as 'Wuzì Jian Shan'. Those who lack sufficient cultivation can only sense the immense sword intent emanating from the mountain; they cannot see any words or patterns."

Zhang Ruochin had long sensed the immense sword aura. Looking up, he could even see sword qi converging into rivers, swirling around Wuzijian Mountain and making a "whooshing" sound.

He never expected that the legendary Wuzijianpu (sword manual without words) wouldn't be a book, but a stone mountain.

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"The time flow in the seventh layer of Jiange is different from the outside world. Eight days of cultivation here are equivalent to one day in the outside world. From now on, it depends on your own comprehension. In six months, this Saint will come back to pick you up."

In the Jian Ge, the flow rate of time on each layer is different. The higher you go, the greater the proportion of time.

Because the time flow rate on the seventh floor of Jian Ge is too fast, even the Burial Moon Sword Saint wouldn't dare to stay here besides closed-door training. Staying here is no different from suicide, every moment consumes one's lifespan.

After Zuan Yue Jian Sheng left, Zhang Ruochin walked towards Wu Zi Jian Shan and reached out a hand, carefully touching the hard stone wall below the mountain.

Then, he released his immense spiritual energy, transforming it into tiny light particles from his palm, ready to probe Mount Wuzijian.

"Wow!"

The moment psychic energy came into contact with the Wuzizjian mountain, it was immediately shattered by a powerful swordsmanship force, vanishing without a trace.

Zhang Ruochin let out a muffled grunt from his mouth and immediately withdrew his palm, taking ten more steps back.

"Such a formidable Wuzijian Shan, with my current spiritual power of forty-five levels, facing it, I am like an ant."

Zhang Ruchen's heart held a newfound respect for Wuzijian Mountain.

You should know that the origin of all sword techniques and sword formulas in the Kunlun realm ultimately traces back to the Wuzizhen Sword Mountain.

" It's truly perplexing. How could such a boundless sword mountain, brimming with endless swordsmanship, suddenly appear in the Kunlun Realm out of nowhere"

It is said that one must reach the realm of a saint to see words and images on Mount Wuzijian. Is this really true

Zhang Ruochen was somewhat skeptical, so he sat cross-legged beneath the Wuzijian Mountain, adjusting his mind and stirring his sword intent. He then focused all his attention on observing and comprehending it.

A swordsman's understanding of swordsmanship ultimately depends on their level of attainment in the art.

Although Zhang Ruochin is only at the Fish Dragon Realm cultivation level, his swordsmanship realm has still reached the high-level of Sword Heart Enlightenment, surpassing some saints.

Moreover, his mental strength reached the 45th level, surpassing even many saints in their spiritual power.

Therefore, his realm, although still very low, may not necessarily have no chance to see the characters on the surface of the Wordless Sword Mountain.

Time flies, and before I knew it, a month had passed.

For a whole month, Zhang Ruochin changed positions seven times in a row, but he still came up empty-handed.

Before his eyes, there were only mountains of stone, stone walls, and some strange patterns. There wasn't a single word of sword technique to be seen.

Could it really be because my realm is too low

Zhang Ruochin was extremely unwilling. He exerted himself to suppress the restlessness in his heart, no longer thinking about the Swordsmanship Conference or the need to cultivate the second layer of the Great Perfection of the Sword.

Even, he closed his eyes, no longer deliberately watching the Uncharactered Sword Mountain.

Gradually, Zhang Ruochen's state of mind became purer and purer, clearing away all impurities, leaving only the pursuit of the sword way.

This state persisted for three months.

Zhang Ruochin opened his eyes again, but he found that the entire world had become pitch black. The surroundings were extremely vast and empty, seemingly an endless universe.

What... is this Where am I

His gaze looked far into the distance, where a colorful nebula appeared before his eyes, shaped like a sword, radiating magnificence.

That nebula is formed by billions of stars gathered together.

Zhang Ruichen unleashed his body technique and surged towards the horizon. However, the distance between him and that nebula was simply too vast. No matter how fast he flew, it made no difference compared to standing still.

Right here, a three gigantic star rivers shot out from Zhang Ruochin's eyebrows, entwining and rotating with each other before quickly surging outwards and connecting with that mass of "sword"-shaped nebulae.

Meanwhile, on the seventh level of Jian Ge, Zhang Ruchen sat cross-legged beneath Mount Wuzìjian. Three sword intents from his ancestors flew out from between his brows, transforming into three rivers of sword intent that completely enveloped the entire Mount Wuzìjian.

"Wow!"

The Mountain of the Wordless Sword underwent a strange transformation. On its surface, golden characters appeared, enveloping the entire mountain and emitting dazzling brilliance.

Each character is transformed into a golden miniature, about the size of a palm, holding a sword and swiftly dancing with it.

The golden figurine finished a move of swordsmanship and immediately transformed into a golden speck of light. It surged along the three rivers of sword intent and plunged into Zhang Ruochin's brow.

Each point of light represents a mysterious sword technique.

Countless, thousands upon thousands of points of light, like stars in the universe, continuously poured into Zhang Ruochin's body.

The old woman in red, of course, sensed the drastic changes in Wuzijian Mountain. With a flash of her figure, she appeared not far from Zhang Ruochin.

Her aged eyes fell on Zhang Ruochin, and she muttered to herself: "As expected, it's the sword intent left by the three of them, actually converging on the same person. It's really interesting."

In a blink of an eye, the sword intent of the Three Patriarchs Swords returned from the top of the nameless sword mountain, revolving around Zhang Ruochen's body and surging into his body, forming a huge vortex.

Not until the whirlpool completely dissipated did Zhang Ruochin slowly open his eyes, letting out a long sigh.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, always feeling that everything before him was quite strange. It took him a full minute to react, and then he realized that he had been on the seventh floor of Jiange all along.

"How could I remember, just now, that I had been cultivating in the starry sky for twenty years and learned three thousand sword techniques"

It's no wonder Zhang Ruochin reacted slowly, because under the influence of the three sword intents of the ancestors and the sword mountain with no words, his consciousness has always been practicing swordsmanship in the starry sky, for twenty years.

Moreover, he has cultivated all three thousand sword techniques to great mastery. They include human-grade sword techniques, spirit-grade sword techniques, and even the inscrutable ghost-grade sword techniques.

If someone were to train their swordsmanship non-stop for twenty years, they would certainly need a considerable amount of time to re-adjust to the world.

"Huh."

Zhang Ruochin was astonished to discover that the three sword intents of the Grandmaster within his Qi Hai had completely vanished.

Not only that, even the sword intent heart has vanished without a trace.

"How could this be" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Footsteps echoed.

The old woman in red walked over with a staggering gait, her voice hoarse as she said: “Young man, there is no need to be so alarmed. Your swordsmanship has reached the realm of ‘unity between man and sword’. The intention of the sword hasn’t vanished, but has completely merged with your body, spirit, and martial soul.”

"Human Sword Unity It is said that only the Sword Saint can achieve such a state."

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Zhang Ruochin clearly remembered that he was only at the high level of sword heart clarity, and had not yet reached the peak of sword heart clarity. How could he suddenly ascend to one with his sword

Even with Zhang Ruochin's state of mind, he couldn't remain calm.

How could a cultivator from the Fish Dragon Realm possibly cultivate to the heights attainable only by a Sword Saint Could it be... that he has truly spent twenty years cultivating within the Sword Pavilion

Zhang Ruchen hurriedly stood up and bowed to the red-clothed old woman, saying, "Elder Haitang, please tell me, how long has my disciple been cultivating in Jian Ge"

"Is your heart filled with confusion" the red-cloaked old woman asked.

"To be honest, the disciple is quite lost," Zhang Ruochin said plainly.

"As a time traveler, if one doesn't have a clear understanding of time, they will never be able to truly control it. In the end, they will lose themselves."

"原來……婆婆早就看穿了弟子的身份。" Zhang Ruichen took a deep breath, and the tension and pressure in his heart eased considerably.

The old woman in red looked very serene and said, “Who you are doesn’t matter to me at all. But since you were able to receive the sword intent of the founder of the Liangi Zong sect, you have some connection to me, so I can help you.”

"Firstly, the time you spent cultivating in Jian Ge was indeed less than half a year. The reason why you had the illusion of having cultivated for decades is because when you fused with the sword intents of three ancestors, you were influenced by Wu Zi Jian Shan. Please sit down and talk slowly."

The old woman in red coughed twice and sat down on the ground first. (To be continued.)nd can be quelled as soon as possible. Otherwise, Heaven will definitely take advantage of it."The Blood Demigod was overflowing with murderous intent. This matter had escalated beyond a simple affair...