Chapter 1449 — Nurturing the Spirit with the Blade
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 5
" Several academy scholars quickly passed through the dense woods along the bank and came to the riverside, where they saw several deities standing at the water's edge, gazing far off at the river's heart; at their head was none other than Su Yunzhi of the Yong River Academy. What greatly startled these young scholars was that Su Yunzhi and the deities of the Yong River had their divine weapons floating up beyond their control as well, bursting with wave upon wave of heaven-flooding divine might, as if contending against the blade Dao spirit coming from the river's heart.
And the divine weapons of these deities were already covered in blade marks.
The blade Dao spirit seemed to have formed a vast spiritual brand here, a brand growing ever stronger, spreading across the sky, so that the primal weapons and divine weapons of all who came here lost control.
And this brand sank ever deeper.
Standing at the riverbank, they could see in the river's heart blade Dao heavens great and small, layer upon layer, branded into layer upon layer of the void, the deepest already reaching the eighteenth layer of the void!
The Dao realm was like a great dome, covering all the wilds, bringing a feeling of incomparable shock.
"Comprehend with your heart, and you may touch their spirit. " Su Yunzhi said to the scholars: "This is a rare chance.
If you wish for a deeper understanding of the way of the blade, seize this great opportunity.
" Another half year passed, and the brand in the void grew deeper and ever more clearly visible; the place had almost become a holy land, and the young people and deities of every realm in Jingping—any who studied the blade or studied the sword—came hurrying here on pilgrimage.
Around the Yong River, divine weapon after divine weapon floated, ceaselessly clashing in the air, bursting with every kind of divine might.
This was a trick someone had devised: to borrow the might of the blade Dao here to temper one's own cultivation and the power of one's divine weapon.
But here there were more still—young divine ability practitioners and deities from all over Jingping, sitting motionless, nurturing their spirit, tempering the will of the blade, tempering their own primal qi.
A year later, on both banks of the Yong River, blades and swords stood thick as a forest! The place had become a holy land.
In Jingping few cultivated the blade; more refined the sword and nurtured the sword heart. But once the blade Dao holy land was established, it stirred a tide of blade study.
And the dome of the blade Dao realm in the void seemed to have taken on substance, branding the figures of those five in the river into the eighteenth layer of the void, clear and visible.
"In ancient times there was Jiang Baigui, former Imperial Preceptor of Jingping, who met friends with the sword, defeated every combat arts school and divine ability school under heaven, and raised the status of the sword art to the foremost law of Jingping! From then on the sword Dao flourished greatly!
" "Today these five sages of the blade Dao, comprehending the Dao by the river, establish the blade Dao holy land—more shocking than those years!
The way of the blade, too, shall flourish greatly! " Another year passed, and the blade Dao heavens suddenly quivered, appearing in the nineteenth layer of the void.
The Dao might of the blade spread for ten thousand li around, clearly perceptible.
Then, in the first month of the second year, the blade Dao heavens covered the twentieth layer of the void.
The next month, the twenty-first layer.
In the third month of the second year, the twenty-second layer. By the sixth month of the second year, the twenty-fifth layer.
The Dao might of the blade now covered half of Jingping.
The five blade Dao grand masters in the river's heart were honored as the Five Ancestors of the Blade Dao.