Chapter 152: The Land of Mysterious Yin
Chapter 152: The Land of Mysterious Yin
There was no light source in the mountain, and the cave was as dark as thick ink. Apart from the sound of one's own footsteps, the further one went in, the quieter it became.
Even with the help of the green jade ring, he could only see the outlines of objects. As for the figures and words carved on the stone, they were covered with dust and moss over a long period of time, so it was naturally very difficult for him to see them clearly.
"Fortunately, we were prepared."
Zhang Yu opened the cowhide bag made of flower sword, took out the resin torch, and after lighting it, the scene in front of him became bright.
After being cut by knives and axes, the huge rocks became very smooth and flat, and the stone walls were like several curved screens.
There are more than 2,000 sets of battle graphics on it, all of which are the moves to break the Five Mountains Sword Technique, and they are extremely detailed and intuitive.
The martial arts talents of the ten elders at that time were truly astonishing!
The orthodox master who fought against him was also the backbone of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
In the battle sixty years ago, the grudges were finally put to rest. The soldiers from both sides were trapped and died in the belly of the mountain. All of them turned into mud and dust. What is the true meaning of death? Their bodies are buried in the mountain.
"The Five Mountains Sword Sect has killed 800 enemies but lost 1,000 of its own. No wonder this martial arts world is so weak due to lack of successors. Compared with the previous generations, there are only a few top masters from beginning to end. It can be seen that the root of the disaster was planted sixty years ago."
The martial arts of the Five Mountains Sword Sect are all passed down from master to disciple. There are also strange rules in the sect. Some powerful sword moves are mastered by different brothers. The disputes caused by this can cause far-reaching harm.
A large number of masters in the sect died, and many unique sword skills were lost, such as the Taishan Sect's "How to be a Taizong" and the Hengshan Sect's "Five Swords of Hengshan"...
After this battle, the Huashan Sect rose against the trend and prospered for a time because of the "Sunflower Manual" which gave rise to the Qi and Sword Sects. However, they later fought each other due to sectarianism and almost perished together, leaving only Yue Buqun as the only surviving sect.
Speaking of today's martial arts world, only Zuo Lengchan is a genius who reorganized the Songshan swordsmanship, trained the Thirteen Guardians, and secretly raised underworld killers, while the other four factions mostly chose to cling to their old ways and are no longer at their peak.
The Sun-Moon Divine Cult was also plagued by heavy hardships and indulged in internal strife, which allowed the two sides to maintain a balance of power.
"Those who are not too prejudiced can absorb fresh blood, make timely improvements, and move towards revival. This has been the only way to Huashan since ancient times."
Zhang Yu held up a torch and looked at the sword techniques, like an old farmer enjoying a good harvest, overjoyed.
If you can learn this Manshan sword technique, you will be able to have the upper hand when facing the masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
"These unique skills of the Five Mountains Sword Sects only have their form but not their spirit, so their value is limited."
This is normal. Those elders of the Divine Religion have never practiced "How is Mount Tai?", have no internal skills, and are not familiar with the key points. Naturally, they can only come up with a solution based on their memory of the battle and copy it.
"Even so, when fighting, you can still take the opponent by surprise, know yourself and the enemy, seize the initiative, or at least bluff and scare the opponent."
Siguo Cliff is the back mountain of Huashan Sect. Although no one comes here except for the disciples who have committed crimes, one cannot practice sword skills here for a long time. How to take away the sword skills on the stone wall requires long-term planning.
Zhang Yu walked around the boulder to look for Lan Hao. There were many bones scattered on the ground, all of them were in a shapeless state and almost broken into pieces. Not even a complete hand bone could be found.
The remains of the Demon Cult's elder were relatively intact. It seemed that in the desperate struggle, the Divine Cult finally won and killed all the orthodox masters. When they found that the exit was blocked, they were furious and beheaded the corpse to vent their anger.
Zhang Yu carefully avoided it, but still stepped on a bone, making a teeth-grinding sound.
"Brother Lan?"
"Did you find anything good?"
After a while.
The sound came from somewhere.
"I am here."
Behind the deepest corner of the cave, there is a several-meter-long gap sandwiched between two huge rocks. It is extremely narrow and one can only enter by leaning sideways.
There is a small cave inside.
This is a gourd-shaped cave, with the gourd mouth facing inwards.
Lan Hao was standing on the mouth of the gourd.
"Brother Lan...what are you doing here?" After Zhang Yu came in, he re-lit the resin torch, and the small cave was instantly illuminated.
"Look, this is the Xuanyin Land."
There is a black stone wall in front of Lan Hao. Unlike ordinary black stone, this stone wall has a restrained luster, like a piece of beautiful jade.
There is a groove under the stone wall, like a pool with a shallow layer of water in it.
What was even more bizarre was that there was a corpse sitting in the corner of the pool. The flesh had not yet completely disappeared, and the face was lifelike. Judging from the long sword in his hand, he should be a master of the Huashan School.
Zhang Yu asked curiously, "Xuan Yin Land? What does this mean?"
Lan Hao said slowly: "It is rumored that in order to practice a unique internal skill, Zuo Lengchan opened an ice room in the Chongfu Palace of Songshan Mountain. There are tens of thousands of pounds of ice piled up in it all year round to assist in practicing true qi. The effect of this Xuanyin land is better than millions of pounds of ice."
Zhang Yu probably understood.
"Brother Lan, are you looking for the Xuanyin Land to practice? Is it related to the Yin-Yang Sutra?"
Lan Hao nodded slightly.
"drop!"
It seemed that every long while a drop of water would fall from that black stone wall into the pool.
I wonder how many years it took for this shallow layer of water in the pond to accumulate.
Holding a torch, Zhang Yu walked to the edge of the pool and instantly felt a chilly air approaching.
He shook the torch in his hand twice, and it went out without any wind.
Zhang Yu was surprised and said, "What a strange place. But congratulations, Brother Lan, for finding the Xuanyin Land. You are one step closer to recovering from your injuries."
"Congratulations."
Lan Hao looked at the skeleton in the pool, with caltrops stuck in its chest and embedded in its ribs. He couldn't help but sneer.
"I am still wondering, from the perspective of mountain geography, why is it always right in front of us, but I can't find the Xuanyin land."
"It turns out that the Huashan Sect's Feng Shui was ruined by their own predecessors. It's true that the predecessors didn't cultivate, and the descendants suffered. It's karma. It's ridiculous."
This pool is the dragon eye of the Xuanyin land. Somehow, the Huashan master escaped during the battle and hid in this small cave.
In the end, he was hit in the vitals by the caltrops by the elder of the evil cult who was chasing him. When he was on the verge of death, no one expected that he could survive for a while with the help of the longan.
The Demon Cult elder probably thought that it was too troublesome to enter and exit the small cave, so he never came in again. After all, this was the deepest part of the mountain, and he couldn't find an escape route here.
"He is a man, his blood is yang, and over time, this mysterious yin land..."
Lan Hao shook his head, seeming a little discouraged: "It's completely ruined."
Zhang Yu said: "Brother Lan, don't be discouraged. The world is so big, there must be more than just this mysterious place, right?"
Lan Hao was silent for a moment, then said, "That's true. There must be another mysterious place near Nanyue Hengshan Mountain, but it will take a lot more time."
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "As long as there is hope, everything will be fine."
The two men walked out of the small cave. Lan Hao was not interested in the sword moves carved on the stone wall. He just took a look and left.
They left the corridor directly, returned to the Cliff of Repentance, and finally saw the light of day again.
At this time, there was a strong wind and snow on the cliff. When you stepped down, the snow was three or four feet deep.
(End of this chapter)