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Chapter 1570 - Chapter 1570 Chapter 45 The Sacred Spirits of the Five

Chapter 1570: Chapter 45: The Sacred Spirits of the Five Elements Constructing the Path Diagram_2 Chapter 1570: Chapter 45: The Sacred Spirits of the Five Elements Constructing the Path Diagram_2 Holding a hand scroll in one hand and a large food box in the other, the proud little sword attendant turned around and boasted, “They have all been taken to the retreat by the Beast Tamers; the Grandmaster will see them as soon as he arrives!”

“Oh… please convey this to the Beast Tamers.”

Not having anticipated his own progress being so swift, Tang Luo somewhat sheepishly said, “Those spiritual beasts are no longer needed, let them take them back.”

“What!”

The disbelief was evident in the eyes of the fair-skinned, bright-toothed little sword attendant, and misty water vapor began to rise in her shocked pupils.

“Don’t cry, alright!”

Tang Luo immediately felt a bit at a loss: “I didn’t expect things to turn out this way either!”

The little sword attendant, unwilling to maintain eye contact with Tang Luo, turned her head abruptly in resentment, the tears sparkling as they scattered along the path of her turn, and she left silently without a word.

Tang Luo chuckled and caught up with the aggrieved little sword attendant.

The retreat that the Langhuan Sword Master had set for Tang Luo was not in the city, but rather in an ice cave within the Southern Boundary’s forty-eighth area.

Yes, it was located on the great snow-capped mountain to the south of Middle Ying City, whose majestic ranges stretched on and whose snowy domes never melted all year round.

This, of course, was not Tang Luo’s own request, but rather that all suitable retreats for a Grandmaster were currently occupied by the swordsmanship elites of Ying City.

As Xu Changge had said, disobeying the imperial edicts and orders was nothing out of the ordinary for romantically chivalrous swordsmen.

Sometimes after a heavy drinking session, they would come to their senses only to find themselves locked up in a solitary cell.

Originally, when the White Jade Sword Pavilion had only three levels, the underground prison cells were sufficient, but as more and more swordsmen from Yuanzhou arrived, and the White Jade Sword Pavilion grew taller, the solitary cells became insufficient.

Furthermore, such places for reflection and penance couldn’t possibly be situated within the city, so construction continued outward.

According to the intention of the Langhuan Sword Master, there would be one solitary cell to the north and south of Middle Ying City, each looking at the other from across the city.

The well-informed Sword Venerables had long received the news that Tang Luo would be “escorted” today for contemplative penance, so they had arrived early and were waiting on the white jade stone platform outside the Sword Pavilion.

Ever since Tang Luo arrived in Yuanzhou, these Sword Venerables had made no secret of their desire for him, whether they wished to establish personal connections or to invite him to be a protector of their Sword Sect.

In short, from every angle possible to show goodwill, the busy figures of these Sword Venerables could be seen (with the exception of Xu Biao, who was too ashamed to show his face).

Therefore, when Tang Luo was led out of the main hall of the White Jade Sword Pavilion by Yue Dan, he could see those familiar faces on the platform, as well as the throng of people below the platform.

However, as Tang Luo approached, the smiling faces of the Sword Venerables froze in astonishment.

Xu Shuhui’s eyes rolled back, and she almost fainted on the spot, but fortunately, Tang Sen was quick to lend a hand, steadying her.

The reason for this was that Tang Luo’s current aura was extremely weak.

It wasn’t the kind of imperceptible concealment; it was a genuinely tenuous breath, akin to someone who had just begun Foundation Building.

Everyone present was a top martial artist, how could they not feel that Tang Luo’s current aura was faint and weak, like that of a martial artist who had just started Foundation Building?

The shock was so great that the Sword Venerables forgot the words they had prepared to say, their minds occupied by three questions.

What’s wrong with this aura? Has the Void Grandmaster relinquished his power? Why does the body technique Grandmaster appear so frail?

Although the questions were pressing, no one chose this moment to ask Tang Luo, instead suppressing the doubts and showing even greater enthusiasm.

Giving charcoal in snowy weather is better than adding flowers to brocade, regardless of the reason Tang Luo disbanded his powers.

The twenty-six-year-old Grandmaster had already proven himself to the entire martial arts community of Xiehe, and such decisions made by a prodigy were beyond ordinary deliberation.

For these Sword Venerables, the moment was the most suitable for building relationships, and no longer did they need to seek out angles.

Finally breaking away from the enthusiastic circle of Sword Venerables, Tang Luo managed to speak a few words with his family.

After repeatedly assuring his mother to be at ease, Tang Luo pulled Tang Xing aside: “Are you still cultivating the Bitter God Detachment Skill?”

“Committed to heart!”

Tang Xing first thumped his chest loudly, then fretted and said: “However, after a few breakthroughs, my spiritual consciousness became extremely clear. Even when I push my physical body to the limit using this method, my consciousness does not dissipate.”

“And…” Tang Xing hesitated, gritted his teeth, and then leaned in to whisper, “After cultivating this technique, my desires have greatly diminished. Big brother, have I practiced it wrongly?”

Hearing Tang Xing’s words, Tang Luo raised his eyebrows, somewhat incredulous.

As the founder of the Bitter God Detachment Skill, he certainly understood that this practice, born from ascetic methods, is designed to enhance spiritual power for martial artists below the Fierce Realm.

According to his estimates, with the current content of the Bitter God Detachment Skill, continuous cultivation for twenty to thirty years at least is required to reach the state Tang Xing has now.

Yet Tang Xing has only practiced for a few years, and he has already comprehended the contents of the ascetic monks fully, even showing signs of awakening Manas-vijnana.

“You really are a little genius in Zen cultivation. No wonder Yankong took such a big risk wanting to take you under his wing.”

Tang Luo sighed and patted Tang Xing’s shoulder, saying: “Don’t worry, you haven’t practiced it wrongly. It’s just that the Bitter God Detachment Skill is no longer effective for you now.”

“Ah… What should I do then?”

“Don’t worry, martial arts are vast, and there is no end to cultivation.”

Tang Luo shrugged and said: “Since the Bitter God Detachment Skill is no longer effective, it means your spiritual power is already very strong, and you can start cultivating those secret techniques that bolster the soul and strengthen the mind.”

“Got it!”

Finding a new direction, Tang Xing nodded firmly.

“Furthermore, since your Bitter God Detachment Skill has already been greatly accomplished, from now on, you will lead the disciples of the Marshal Star Pavilion.”

This is what Tang Luo said: “At this stage, let them focus on cultivating the Emotion Deprivation Technique. As for killing methods, secret techniques, and all that, we’ll push those back, just like when we were in Longzhou.”

“Ah?”

Tang Xing scratched his head and said, “Isn’t sister-in-law leading the disciples of the Marshal Star Pavilion? It wouldn’t be right for me to intervene.”

“She will be busy with other things soon, so the responsibility of the Marshal Star Pavilion will fall on your shoulders!”

It wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision to pass the Marshal Star Pavilion’s duties to Tang Xing; after all, Tang Luo would need Yun Xiu’s help later, and someone must bear the responsibility for the pavilion.

Though father Tang Sen was powerful, his taciturn nature did not make him a suitable instructor, and moreover, the Tang Clan Sect Head had not practiced the Bitter God Detachment Skill and was only superficially familiar with its content.

Aside from Tang Sen, the only other person in the Tang Family capable of taking on this important task was the second brother, Tang Xing.

Had it been before, he naturally wouldn’t feel at ease, but Tang Xing seemed to have matured instantly after getting married, especially after having two children, becoming much more composed.

Despite his young age, his cultivation was enough to intimidate those haughty youngsters, making him the best candidate for succession.

Meanwhile, within the White Jade Sword Pavilion, another earthquake was taking place.

Sword Master Xu Lang received a transmission from a spirit dove and immediately convened an urgent meeting of the Sword Pavilion.

There were not many matters in the world that could shake the Sword Pavilion, leading its members to forget when the last emergency meeting had taken place.

Thus, when Xu Lang issued the sword command to gather the Sword Sect, various speculations arose.

Among them, the most persuasive was regarding the Han Family revealing their whereabouts.

Indeed, only matters of this magnitude could disturb a figure like the Sword Master of Ying City.

With such conjecture, the Sword Saints and Sword Venerables in seclusion at the Langhuan Sword Pavilion rushed to the Sword Pavilion at their utmost speed.

The commanders of the valiant cavalry army of Ying City, the generals of the Divine Sword Army, and the masters of the Yiren Pavilion also arrived at the Sword Pavilion swiftly.

Seeing everyone had arrived, Sword Master Xu Lang then disclosed the message: “The Dutian Heavenly King sent an urgent report, the ancient great demon Blood God Sovereign has returned to Xiehe. Qionghua Star Lord An Yushu and Yan Fu, Pavilion Master of the Yin-Yang Pavilion from the city of Yan Fu, accidentally entered the Blood God’s nest located underground in the Lin Chuan Plain.”

“Against the Blood God Sovereign who has already fused with the realm to achieve the Saint Realm, both kings of the sacred land were heavily wounded and utterly defeated, with Wang You’s three thousand transient worlds shattered, the Yin-Yang Divine Robe, atmosphere-sealing boundary, Yin-Yang Royal Fan, and spirit-communicating ancient scrolls all perished; An Yushu’s Divine Armor shattered, Divine Wings broken.

“Ultimately, Qionghua Star Lord relied on the Void Divine Hall’s descending power to puncture the blood nest and forcibly tore open a path of escape, yet the Divine Temple and Divine Staff were both lost on the Lin Chuan Plain.”

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