lcionline Chapter 143 Lingxu Sword Manual
Chapter 143 Lingxu Sword Manual
After the stone gate opened, an ancient yet mysterious and vibrant aura wafted out.
Filled with tension and anticipation, the group slowly stepped into the new passage. The walls of the passage were no longer monotonous stone walls, but were covered with intricate and exquisite patterns. A faint blue light seeped from the patterns, illuminating the path ahead.
After walking for a long time, the passage ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a spacious stone chamber. In the very center of the chamber, a huge mural emitted a soft light, attracting everyone's attention.
On the mural, an old man with an air of otherworldly wisdom holds a long sword that exudes a chilling light, his eyes deep and profound, as if gazing at everyone from across time.
Every line on the longsword was depicted with lifelike detail, and a faint aura seemed to emanate from the blade, inspiring both awe and longing.
The moment Lin Yu's gaze fell upon the mural, it was as if he were drawn to it by a magnet, unable to look away. His eyes sparkled with fascination and curiosity, and his steps moved forward uncontrollably as he murmured to himself, "This sword... this aura..." He slowly reached out and gently touched the sword held by the old man in the mural.
Xu Xiaoxiao, also a sword cultivator, looked at the mural above, her body filled with boundless fighting spirit, and she also wanted to go up and touch this sword intent.
The moment Lin Yu's fingers touched the mural, a dazzling light flashed, and Lin Yu's figure vanished into thin air.
"Lin Yu!" the crowd cried out in terror, their voices echoing through the stone chamber, but they received no response.
Sun Yao's face turned deathly pale instantly, her eyes filled with tears, she covered her mouth with both hands, her body trembling uncontrollably: "Where is Lin Yu? What happened?!"
Xu Xiaoxiao snapped out of her daze and her eyes widened, filled with anxiety and worry. She quickly looked around, trying to find clues about Lin Yu's disappearance: "Don't panic, everyone, let's search quickly!"
Zhao Yu frowned, veins bulging on his forehead, gripped his broadsword tightly, and shouted angrily, "What the hell is going on in this damned place!"
He stomped his feet hard and paced back and forth in the stone chamber, not missing a single corner.
Zi Ling closed her eyes tightly, chanting incantations as she tried to use magic to sense Lin Yu's whereabouts.
Her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and her expression was solemn: "Strange, I can't sense his presence at all, as if he has never been here."
Zhou Yi, standing to the side, was also extremely anxious, wringing his hands and looking around nervously: "What should we do? Brother Lin, he..."
Just as everyone was in a panic and chaos, a clear voice echoed in the stone chamber: "Young friends, do not worry. I have a connection with this young friend. He is here to receive the inheritance."
The sound seemed to come from all directions, or perhaps it resounded directly in everyone's minds. The crowd instantly fell silent, looking around warily, but they couldn't see anyone.
Xu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath to calm her nerves and respectfully said in the direction of the voice, "Senior, is Lin Yu in any danger while receiving the inheritance here? What should we do?"
The ethereal voice rang out again: "This inheritance is an opportunity, not a danger. You only need to wait here quietly. He will return when the inheritance is complete. I have also left a trace of sword intent here. You can try to comprehend it yourselves. Whether you can comprehend it or not depends on yourselves."
Although everyone was still worried after hearing this, they could only wait in the stone chamber as the mysterious voice had instructed.
They sat together, glancing every now and then at the spot where Lin Yu had disappeared, their eyes filled with concern and expectation.
Xu Xiaoxiao watched as her sword emitted a sword cry and said, "You all heard it just now, this sword intent is also very strong. Let's hurry up and cultivate it too, so as not to let down the old man's good intentions."
Next, they meditated and tried to comprehend the sword intent. Xu Xiaoxiao set up a spell for herself and entered a meditative state. Since she was a sword cultivator herself, she practiced the moves she had comprehended in her sea of consciousness again and again to make up for her shortcomings in actual combat. After a while, Xu Xiaoxiao's swordsmanship became more exquisite.
With a flash of light, Lin Yu felt the scene before him change abruptly, and he found himself on a mountaintop shrouded in clouds and mist.
An elderly man with white hair but vigorous spirit stood in front, holding the long sword from the mural. The sword trembled slightly and emitted a buzzing dragon's roar.
Lin Yu stared in shock, instinctively clasped his hands in a fist and bowed respectfully, saying, "Senior, where is this?"
The old man slowly turned around, his gaze gentle and kind, like the warm spring sun, and said with a smile: "Little fellow, this is my consciousness space. You can touch the murals, which means you are destined to inherit my legacy."
Lin Yu raised his eyes, his gaze filled with curiosity and anticipation: "Senior, what exactly is this inheritance?"
The old man stroked his beard, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes. "This is the 'Lingxu Sword Manual,' a peerless sword technique originating from ancient times. I was obsessed with the way of the sword all my life and exhausted my efforts to perfect it. Unfortunately, I was unable to pass it on to a destined person before I passed away."
With that, the old man flicked his wrist, and his longsword drew a dazzling sword flower in the air. His figure was as fast as lightning, and he instantly unleashed a set of exquisite sword techniques.
His steps were nimble, his sword moved with him, and each swing of the sword brought with it a sharp sword aura, which cut the surrounding clouds and mist to pieces.
Lin Yu watched intently, his eyes filled with shock and fascination, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself, "This swordsmanship is so exquisite..."
The old man sheathed his sword and stood there, looking at Lin Yu's absorbed expression. He smiled with satisfaction and said, "You little fellow, your passion for the way of the sword reminds me of myself when I was young."
Afterwards, the old man explained the essence of the "Lingxu Sword Manual" to Lin Yu in detail, from basic sword moves to the understanding of sword intent, without holding back.
Lin Yu was completely focused, sometimes frowning in deep thought, sometimes suddenly realizing something, nodding repeatedly.
After the old man finished explaining, Lin Yu immediately picked up the sword beside him and tried to use the sword moves he had just learned.
At first, his movements were a little clumsy and his swordplay was not smooth enough, but with continuous practice, he gradually improved and each swing of his sword became more graceful.
The old man patiently guided Lin Yu from the side, pointing out his problems from time to time. "Yes, that's it. Pay attention to the continuity of the sword movements, and the force should be a combination of hardness and softness."
After countless practices, Lin Yu finally mastered a complete set of the "Lingxu Sword Manual" sword techniques.
His eyes shone with determination and confidence, and although his forehead was covered in sweat, his face was beaming with the joy of success.
The old man clapped his hands in satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad. To have mastered it to this extent in such a short time, you are indeed a genius in swordsmanship. Given time, you will surely be able to carry forward the 'Lingxu Sword Manual'."
Lin Yu clasped his hands in a fist salute again and said sincerely, "Thank you for your generous teachings, senior. I will certainly live up to your expectations."
The old man smiled and nodded, his figure gradually becoming ethereal. "The inheritance has been passed on. I hope you will use the way of the sword to uphold justice in the future."
The light flashed again, and Lin Yu's figure disappeared from the consciousness space, only to reappear in front of everyone the next moment.
Everyone was overjoyed and crowded around. Looking at his companions' concerned faces, Lin Yu felt warm inside and couldn't wait to share his gains with them.
Lin Yu felt that his spiritual power had broken through again. He bowed three times towards the stone wall, saying, "This junior will certainly live up to the teachings of my senior."
The space instantly distorted again, and when they opened their eyes, they found themselves in a valley with a forest.
"This secret realm is indeed unpredictable," Xu Xiaoxiao thought, looking around at her surroundings, not daring to let her guard down.