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Chapter 44: Not One Person Cultivating, But Ten Thousand People Cultivation
Seeing that Lian Yun did not mind, Elder Mei smiled apologetically once more and then turned to Xiao Jun, asking, "Jun, do you wish to join us?"
Originally, Xiao Jun was sitting cross-legged facing Lian Yun, eyes closed in contemplation. He simply shook his head slightly, and without moving his body, he naturally turned to face the ground.
Elder Mei did not press the matter further; with a gentle smile, she took Lian Yun and soared into the air. Soon, they arrived at the edge of a cliff and then flew into a cave that seemed to have formed naturally.
After entering the cave for just a hundred meters, they encountered another opening. Before them lay a picturesque landscape of mountains and rivers. However, Lian Yun had no time to admire it; his mind was instinctively drawn to a solitary figure in the distance.
It was merely a slender silhouette, straight as a sword and clad in white. Yet upon seeing this figure, Lian Yun felt as if he had encountered the essence of the 'Sword Path.'
This was the Sword Path; this was the ultimate achievement that a sword cultivator should aspire to.
In addition to this silhouette, what captivated Lian Yun were the sights before it. There were stones, branches, and fallen leaves—each transformed into an extraordinary treasure akin to Sword One—but they also resembled ten thousand sword cultivators.
What felt even more special was that these stones, withered branches, and fallen leaves seemed almost like spirits themselves, each possessing its own attributes, independent thoughts and interests, specialties and hobbies.
Every sword technique appeared to be imbued with life; this was what Xiao Jun referred to as having spirit.
As they watched these myriad spirits living freely and joyfully, both Lian Yun and Three Golden Hairs unconsciously set aside their understanding of sword techniques. Yet the countless sword techniques he had recorded naturally entered his mind—each one seamlessly transitioning from beginner to mastery, with many even reaching great perfection.
However, Lian Yun himself felt nothing of this; he remained unaware that he had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. He still believed he was observing the endless transformations of sword techniques.
Time passed unmeasured until suddenly Lian Yun awoke. Upon opening his eyes, he realized he had been keeping them closed all along. He marveled at this revelation because he had always perceived the changes among the myriad spirits.
Elder Mei beside him could not help but exclaim in astonishment, "Your talent in the Sword Path is indeed remarkable! At first glance, Brother Gu could comprehend twenty-four hours' worth of insights in just one day. In all of Xianjian Sect's history, only you have achieved such a feat."
Lian Yun smiled lightly but did not inquire how long Xiao Jun had been comprehending. Instead, he continued to gaze ahead with an appreciative expression.
Indeed, this time Lian Yun did not seek understanding or insight; he merely observed with an attitude akin to admiring an extraordinary landscape—the sword techniques of this accomplished swordsman.
After a long while, the stones and withered branches suddenly returned to their natural state—some fell to the ground while others hung from trees—without revealing any abruptness; everything returned to nature.
At that moment, Lian Yun stood up and bowed respectfully, saying, "Congratulations, Senior, on creating the Ten Thousand Swords... or perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the Ten Thousand Swords Classic or the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Volume?"
Elder Mei was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with joy as he exclaimed, "Elder Gu, have you successfully created a sword technique?"
The name Ten Thousand Sword Technique was merely a title; regardless of what it was called, any sword technique created by Elder Gu would undoubtedly be the Supreme Sword Technique. Thus, Elder Mei couldn't help but feel excited.
However, the White, Emaciated Elder shook his head and said, "Why do you think I have created a sword technique and named it the Ten Thousand Swords Classic or the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Volume?"
The elder's voice lacked any signs of age; it was quite amiable. Yet with every note, Lian Yun felt a profound understanding of the sword way.
Nevertheless, the elder's words left Lian Yun slightly stunned. After pondering for a moment, he understood and couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Hahaha! Senior! Hahaha! A master of such profound sword techniques doesn't even realize that he has created a sword technique!"
To be honest, Lian Yun himself didn't know why he was being so audacious, but he couldn't help it; it felt instinctual to laugh heartily.
After a while, Lian Yun regained his composure and noticed that Elder Mei looked somewhat displeased. He bowed in apology and sincerely asked the White Elder, "May I ask what the purpose of the sword technique you created is?"
"To allow every disciple of the Sect to learn it."
"Indeed." Lian Yun couldn't help but exclaim, then asked, "Then may I inquire where you believe the essence of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique lies?"
"Sword Control comes first."
Lian Yun could sense that this elder truly understood Sword Control Technique rather than just a simple Sword Flight Technique. He smiled lightly and asked, "Dare I ask how many people in our Sect do you think can cultivate either Sword Flight Technique or Sword Control Technique?"
"This..." Elder Mei hesitated to respond. Not only Sword Control Technique but even Sword Flight Technique was not something everyone in the Sect could master. This implied that the White Elder's goal might be an unattainable task.
The White Elder did not turn around or respond, clearly lost in thought.
Lian Yun continued to inquire, "One more question: what is the purpose behind hoping that everyone in our Sect can cultivate the Supreme Sword Technique?"
"To add a truly unparalleled legacy to our Sect!"
"Then why does the senior believe that he has not created such a technique?"
"Oh dear, my friend, you are being kept in suspense. If you have any thoughts, feel free to share them all," Elder Mei said, a hint of impatience in his voice.
However, Lian Yun smiled apologetically and replied, "This matter requires the Ancient Master to understand for himself. Although I believe the Ancient Master has indeed created a sword technique, if he is unaware of it, the Xianjian Sect will still be unable to obtain the contents of that technique."
Elder Mei immediately felt disheartened, yet his eyes were filled with hope. For if he had previously thought that Lian Yun might be mistaken, now he felt that Lian Yun could be right. This would mean that the Sect could truly gain a brand new inheritance.
The White Elder remained silent, seemingly lost in thought once more.
Lian Yun then muttered to himself, "Although I do not know what the three major inheritances of the Xianjian Sect are, I believe they merely serve to ensure the Sect's ultimate survival. If we are to discuss what constitutes a true inheritance, it cannot be counted as such. Only when every disciple of the Sect can cultivate it can it be called a genuine inheritance."
This perspective was actually in line with the White Elder's thoughts. Elder Mei and the White Elder were at a loss for words.
After a while, Lian Yun casually waved his hand and turned to leave, lightly chuckling as he said, "Since it can be cultivated by everyone, it is not just one person cultivating but rather Ten Thousand People Cultivation."
As Lian Yun's words fell, Elder Mei was still somewhat bewildered. However, the White Elder unleashed an overwhelming Sword Intent that was both serene and yet rendered the surrounding area dim and on the verge of collapse from annihilation.
(End of Chapter)
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