Hearing this, Senior Sister An showed a look of helplessness on her face.
"It's not wrong to say that. It has been tens of thousands of years since our sect was established. The founder of the sect did not expect that our sect would prosper to this extent. From today's perspective, the foundation of the sect is not planned far enough. The sect is also The mountain gate has been expanded many times, but due to limited foundations, the number of flying mountains has now become saturated. If it is expanded again, it will affect the power of the earth's veins and the flow of spiritual energy, and it will also be difficult to complete the mountain protection formation, so it can only be used in a limited area. Develop residences in space other than Feishan.”
Speaking of this, she thought of something else and said casually: "Someone in our sect has proposed moving the mountain gate. However, our sect's infrastructure is complex, old and new, and there are even many redundancies. It can't be said that we can just move."
Jing Yingrong thought for a moment and said: "This war between humans and monsters will consume a lot of people. After the war, it may be a good opportunity to reform the old and make a new one."
"..."
Senior Sister An stared at Jing Yingrong in shock. After she came to her senses, her face became a little ugly.
Jing Yingrong met her slightly cold gaze, and as if she had a reaction, she said "oh" a little, and then showed a sincere expression: "I don't mean to curse you to death."
"..."
"I don't think it's a good thing to die a lot."
"..."
Senior Sister An became more and more speechless.
Ji Jie Bi said funnyly: "The mirror has learned how to make amends."
Ji Yanzhu said, "The mirror didn't say anything wrong."
Ji Sha Jian was equally dissatisfied: "I just told a few truths, how can this person be so angry?"
Ji Jie Bi: "Don't you often do this..."
Ji Sha Sword: "Don't frame me falsely!"
The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while, probably because Jing Yingrong's expression was really innocent and sincere. Senior Sister An sighed, her expression softened, and she said:
"It was me who preconceived the idea and misunderstood fellow Taoist."
Jing Yingrong: "What's the first idea?"
Senior Sister An: "Because you are Taichu Guan..."
She suddenly became silent, as if it was difficult to say anything, then shook her head and said: "I won't say any more, and please forgive me for any offense. Ah, we are almost there."
Directly ahead, two strange flying mountains came into view.
The two flying mountains are black and white, as if they were carved from black and white jade. They are all shiny and smooth, with restrained brilliance. They are much larger than other flying mountains, but they are not bulky and bulky. Instead, they have their own ingenuity and beauty, just like the bells of creation.
What's even more peculiar is that the black and white mountains are not suspended. They face each other far away and rotate slowly along a circular path.
When the twin mountains rotate to a certain angle, a huge sword reaching the sky reveals its true appearance.
The giant sword is like a stone carving, ancient and unsophisticated, yet ingenious but not yet crafted. There is no trace of decoration on the sword body, and the top and bottom are integrated into one piece, as if it were made in heaven.
The twin mountains of black and white rotate around this giant rock sword, like twin stars surrounding the moon, orbiting endlessly.
"That is the Taoist weapon of our sect, the ancestor of all weapons, the Wusheng Sword."
Senior Sister An looked at the giant rock sword in the distance, her eyes filled with reverence.
"However, this is not the true appearance of the Wu Sheng Sword, but only its 'sheath'."
Senior Sister An was about to explain further, but she heard Jing Yingrong calmly say: "I know."
Senior Sister An was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Jing Yingrong, only to see that the other party had a calm face, without any emotion such as joy or excitement.
In those quiet dark eyes, there was only calm scrutiny and slight exploration, like meeting an acquaintance whom you haven't seen for a long time and who you don't know very well.
Senior Sister An was startled for a moment, then subconsciously asked: "Has Fellow Taoist Jing been here before?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."
Senior Sister An was relieved.
As the sword flies, more details on the black and white twin mountains come into view.
The mountainside of Shuangshan is connected by a circular stone path. Compared with Shuangshan, the stone path is as narrow as a hanging thread and is difficult to detect unless you are close, just like a circle drawn by a thin pen around the Wu Sheng Sword.
According to Senior Sister An, this seemingly inconspicuous stone path is the sword viewing platform.
In addition, there is a statue on each top of the twin mountains. The color of the statue is exactly opposite to the color of the flying mountain below. The statue on the black flying mountain is completely white, while the statue on the white flying mountain is completely black.
Both statues are of a young girl. Judging from their appearance and body shape, they should be the same person, but their facial expressions and movements are different.
In the black one, the girl draws a sword in her hand, her clothes are flying, her eyes are fierce, and the sword is ready to come out, as if she is sweeping away all evil; in the snow-white one, the girl is holding a sharp sword, with a butterfly resting on the tip of the sword, She lowered her eyebrows in compassion, as if she had love and pity for this ordinary creature.
Ji Jie Bi: "That must be the founder of Wufeng Sword Sect."
Jing Yingrong replied in the affirmative.
Ji Yanzhu: "Have you seen her in person in the mirror?"
Jing Yingrong: "No, she passed away long before I was born."
Ji Yanzhu made a sound of surprise.
Ji Sha Jian: "What kind of cultivation was she at that time?"
Jing Yingrong: "It is said that it is Nascent Soul."
"Did you start a sect during the Nascent Soul stage?"
"In her time, Nascent Soul was already the highest level of cultivation discovered by the human race."
Ji Sha Jian was silent for a moment and said: "That's right, the human race didn't know how to practice from the beginning."
Ji Yanzhu: "Hey, if you put it this way, the highest level of cultivation of the human race is now the Supreme. After many years, there may be a new realm behind the Supreme?"
Ji Jie Bi smiled and said, "That's impossible to say."
Ji Yanzhu asked excitedly: "Are there other levels above that Dao weapon? Can we reach a higher level?"
Ji Jie Bi: "This... you have to rely on the mirror."
Jing Yingrong: "I don't know."
Ji Sha Jian suddenly said in a very deep tone: "Have you ever thought that she may have reached another level."
Ji Jie Bi: "Huh? Hmm... Indeed, judging from the difference in strength, this conjecture is not unreasonable."
Jing Yingrong: "Thank you for the compliment."
Ji Sha Jian: "...I suspect that you have a special ability, that is, when others say something good about you, you are very sharp and don't miss even a word."
Jing Yingrong: "Because I'm very polite."
"You become deaf when others say something you don't like to hear."
Jing Yingrong didn't respond, as if he hadn't heard.
"See, just this reaction, this is what I call selective deafness."
"..."
At this time, outside the sea of consciousness, the two of them were not far from the Black and White Twin Mountains, and the speed of the sword began to slow down.
When we looked at it from a distance, the two mountains seemed to be very close to Wu Sheng Jian. Only when we got here did we realize that the two mountains were so far apart.
The thin circle-like stone path is actually over a hundred feet wide, and the spiritual patterns on its surface are obscure and mysterious.
When it was still a thousand miles away from the stone path, the sword shook and suddenly stopped. The front end swayed with circles of transparent ripples, as if it was blocked by a barrier and could no longer move forward.
"After that, I will ask fellow Taoist Jing to go on his own with the Sword Viewing Talisman. I will wait here until fellow Taoist enlightenment is completed."
Senior Sister An said.
Jing Yingrong took out the sword-watching talisman as told, and a spiritual seal flew out of the talisman and disappeared into the ripples. Then, a pulling force suddenly came from the sword-watching talisman. This force led Jing Yingrong to fly away from the sword and towards The stone path swept away.
Senior Sister An glanced at the back of the mirror, then turned her gaze to the Wusheng Sword, then withdrew her gaze, sat cross-legged and closed her eyes, seizing the time to practice while waiting.
For a disciple like her, the opportunity to go deep into the hinterland of the mountain gate and get close to the Wusheng Sword is extremely rare. Even if she cannot go to the sword viewing platform, she can still gain a lot of benefits by practicing here.
Mirror Yingrong stepped onto the stone path.
The moment the toes fell, it was like crossing a certain boundary, and a primitive breath of vicissitudes of life hit my face, as if time had been reversed in an instant, and I was transported to a distant and vast ancient era.
A few strands of broken hair in front of his forehead seemed to be blown by the breeze. Jing Yingrong stared at Wu Shengjian quietly, thoughts flowing in his eyes, which were unpredictable for a moment.
For a moment, she raised her head slightly and moved her gaze upwards, landing on the tiny black dot at the top of the hilt of Wu Sheng Sword.
In the sea of consciousness, Ji Sha Sword's shocked voice sounded:
"Why does its spiritual consciousness keep being wiped out?!"
Chapter 320
