fynovel Chapter 884 Breakthrough of the Taixu Yin-Yang Sword, New Emperor's Palace!
Chapter 884 Breakthrough of the Taixu Yin-Yang Sword, New Emperor's Palace!
The residence of the Marquis of Dongling.
Beside the ancient pine trees by the lake.
As morning approached, the sunlight shone like gold onto the lake.
As a gentle breeze blew, shimmering waves appeared on the lake's surface.
[Skill]: Taixu Yin Yang Sword + (Perfect 100000/100000)
"The breakthrough conditions have been met. In this way, it can be basically confirmed that the previous guess was correct. Although the grade of the Taixu Yin Yang Sword is high, the required source energy points should still be within a reasonable range." Looking at the skill section on the panel, Jiang Ning had a thought flash through his mind.
Then, his gaze fell on the Energy Points column.
[Source Point]: 173.1
"Then let's break through!" The thought flashed through his mind.
Then a thought occurred to me.
In an instant.
The source energy points decreased rapidly, a full one hundred source energy points, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, were poured into the unfathomable breakthrough progress of the Taixu Yin Yang Sword.
Then, without any earth-shattering noise or violent energy leakage, all the changes occurred within the mind's sea of consciousness.
Deep within his sea of consciousness, countless sword principles converged, forming countless meridians. He saw a bright, blazing white sword begin to condense in his sea of consciousness.
As he comprehended the principles of swordsmanship, the brilliance of the sword path surged forth like a tide, and the "heart sword" that existed in his sea of consciousness became more solid and real.
Every surge of insight into the way of the sword makes the sword in one's heart more solid, and its shimmering light even more intense.
Much later.
When the blazing white light reached its peak, endless dazzling sword light filled every part of his heart and every corner of his sea of consciousness.
It is everywhere, omnipresent, and nowhere to hide.
Under the endless, blazing white sword light, he "saw" himself.
It is both the physical body and the primordial spirit.
The sword light was like a mirror, reflecting every subtle fluctuation and every flow of Dao rhythm deep within his primordial spirit.
His sword light illuminated every minute detail of his body, every single cell, revealing things he had never seen before.
A flame, a dark red crystal.
He instantly knew that the flame came from Wang Qingtan's authority.
The dark red crystal came from the authority held by the physical god he had slain.
At this moment, he could feel that if he wanted, he could sever the connection between these two powers and himself, and separate them from his body.
"Why aren't you in a hurry!"
A thought flashed through his mind.
The power of flesh and blood has enhanced his current strength.
And he still needs this boost now.
Then, the panel appeared before his eyes.
[Skill]: Taixu Yin Yang Sword (48347/200000 in one break) (Trait: Heart Sword (Light Gold))
【Heart Sword (Light Gold)】: The Heart Sword is formed on its own, reflecting oneself and the world around us.
Looking at the characteristics on the panel, Jiang Ning felt his mind become clear and serene.
The vague and difficult-to-understand bottlenecks in the past cultivation, and the subtle disharmony in the operation of the technique, have all become clearly visible under the reflection of the "Sword Heart". They can even spontaneously deduce the direction of adjustment and optimization.
Not only in swordsmanship, but also in other techniques such as the Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Technique and the Vajra Indestructible Body, the stagnation in their practice seemed to be swept away by the light of this "Heart Sword," becoming much clearer and smoother.
With a slight thought, a wisp of sword intent rose from his primordial spirit, but instead of being released outwards, it was directed inwards for "observation".
In an instant, the circulation of Qi and blood, the flow of true essence, the strength and coordination of every part of the muscles, bones, skin and membranes, and even the balance of Yin and Yang in the primordial spirit, all unfolded before the "Heart Sword" like an exquisitely detailed painting.
He scanned himself inside and out, and instantly understood.
The Heart Sword is not only a reflection of the way of the sword, but also a clear mirror for one's own cultivation.
Only by reflecting on oneself can one identify shortcomings and solidify one's foundation.
Because of this characteristic, he knew that his efficiency in practicing various techniques would inevitably increase.
He slowly opened his eyes, a flash of sword light appearing in them before disappearing.
Looking up, every vein of the ancient pine leaf, every ripple on the lake surface, and the trajectory of the floating dust in the air become exceptionally clear in my perception.
It can even see their finest structures and energy flows, and see that all things in the universe are in a state of mutual attraction.
Everything in the world is caught in an invisible net.
His insight is not simply a visual enhancement, but rather stems from the "sword heart's" essential reflection of the existence of all things in the world.
"Heart Sword, light gold in color. As expected of an ability derived from breaking through the limits of a high-grade cultivation technique." Jiang Ning nodded to himself.
He knew that with this characteristic, his subsequent cultivation path would be smoother, and his foundation would be polished to be more perfect and solid.
Then, he glanced at the panel again, looking at the experience points required for the Taixu Yin Yang Sword to break through its limits again.
Two hundred thousand.
Although it is a huge number.
However, with the blessing of the Heart Sword, the efficiency of comprehending any cultivation technique will inevitably increase. In addition, with the increase in comprehension and speed of thought brought about by achieving the realm of the Primordial Spirit Immortal, the progress of cultivation techniques is no longer a problem for him.
He knew that the bigger problem was the accumulation of origin points.
As the thought flashed through his mind, his gaze swept over the "Source Point" section on the panel.
[Source Point]: 73.1
After the breakthrough with the Taixu Yin Yang Sword, a full 100 Source Points were consumed, leaving only 73 points.
He knew that to support the breakthrough of the Taixu Yin Yang Sword, the next required source points would be two hundred.
The gap is more than a hundred points.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Ning secretly shook his head.
For a moment, he had no idea how to get the remaining hundred or so source points.
You should know that even after he had plundered all the rare and precious materials in the entire Luoshui Lake, the source points he had accumulated were only a little over a hundred.
According to the theory of gold value, it would take more than a thousand taels of gold to increase the source point by even one point.
One hundred source points equals ten thousand gold coins.
Thinking of this number, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.
In Bactria, gold was extremely valuable.
One tael of gold is equal to one thousand taels of silver.
One hundred thousand taels of gold is an extremely extravagant amount.
"Forget it, I'll stop thinking about this for now. Tomorrow is the new emperor's coronation ceremony. Now that I've obtained the Heart Sword, it's a good time to consolidate and refine myself." Jiang Ning composed himself and closed his eyes again.
Then, he activated the "Heart Sword" to carefully examine his current state, from his martial arts physique to his immortal spirit, from the various techniques that had already broken through limits to the skills that were not yet perfected, examining them one by one to find the omissions and fill the gaps.
The light of the Heart Sword flows like a clear spring, dispelling the fog of cultivation wherever it passes, making the path ahead increasingly clear.
The next day.
The day the new emperor ascended the throne.
At dawn, before the sky had fully brightened, the capital was shrouded in a thin layer of bluish-gray mist.
Inside the Dongling Marquis's residence, Jiang Ning had already risen.
He was not dressed in elaborate court attire, but in a simple black robe, with only the Dongling Seal, representing his marquis status, hanging at his waist.
His long hair was tied up with an ebony hairpin, which made his face look even more handsome, and his eyes were calm, like a deep pool in an ancient well.
"Young master, the carriage is ready and parked outside the manor," Green Ripple reported softly, holding a black cloak embroidered with dark gold cloud patterns. "The morning air is chilly, young master, please put on a cloak."
Jiang Ning nodded, and Ren Lüyi helped him put it on. Then he asked, "Where are Xiaodoubao and your sister-in-law?"
"Madam said that there are many people and distractions at the palace ceremony today, so she and Miss are waiting for Young Master to return at the mansion," Green Rhyme replied, adding, "Madam also said that Young Master should be careful in everything."
Jiang Ning nodded slightly.
He had always trusted his sister-in-law.
Today appears to be a grand celebration for the new emperor, a day of universal jubilation, but in reality, undercurrents are swirling, and countless eyes will be focused on him.
He had vaguely sensed yesterday that several obscure yet powerful auras were approaching from outside the capital.
"Understood." He stepped outside, his steps steady, his aura restrained, just like an ordinary person.
Outside the mansion gate, a carriage from the palace had been waiting for a long time.
It was a carriage drawn by four magnificent black horses. The carriage was entirely black, and the driver was a palace guard.
He was taciturn, but his body was full of vitality, clearly indicating that his skin, flesh, muscles and bones had been tempered to the extreme, and his strength was extraordinary.
"Greetings, Lord Marquis!" Upon seeing Jiang Ning, the man bowed respectfully.
Jiang Ning nodded slightly: "Let's go!"
"My lord, please!" the man said respectfully.
Afterwards, once seated, the carriage slowly drove towards the palace.
Inside the carriage, Jiang Ning closed his eyes and concentrated.
Then, the atmosphere of the entire capital city naturally reflected in his mind like a star map.
Most of the people were still asleep, or had gotten up early to make a living, their breathing was mixed and weak.
The view from the direction of the palace is quite different.
The Imperial Guards stood in rows, their energy and blood converging like a furnace.
The carriages of civil and military officials were converging on the palace gate from all directions, their atmospheres sometimes solemn, sometimes apprehensive, and sometimes fraught with hidden tension.
Outside the palace, two powerful auras made him slightly nervous.
An aura, deep and solid as a mountain, carrying the weight of Buddhism, was as steady as a rock.
Another aura emanated from the ethereal realm, lively and natural.
"Judging from today's events, they must be after me!" Jiang Ning thought to himself.
Yesterday, when these two auras entered the capital, he inevitably sensed them.
The aura was so intense, like two great suns, that it was impossible to ignore.
Yesterday he wasn't sure what the two men's purpose was in coming to the capital, but today he's more certain.
"Today's coronation ceremony will probably not be peaceful."
the other side.
Outside the palace.
On a five-story building.
At this moment, four figures stood on a balcony on one side.
Looking into the distance, one can see a corner of the palace from this spot, and at the palace gate, carriages are gathering.
"Is Benefactor Qingxu also here for the Marquis of Dongling?" The gaunt old monk, draped in a kasaya, asked the newly appeared white-haired, youthful-looking Taoist.
Behind the old monk were two young monks.
One of the young monks was dressed in a white robe, with red lips and white teeth, spotless, and had twelve ordination scars on his head.
The other young monk was much more robust, with strong limbs and eleven ordination scars on his head.
These two were Jin Chan and Fen Deng, whom the old monk had brought from the Vajra Temple.
"If it weren't for that Marquis of Dongling, who would want to come to the capital now?" said the abbot of Qingxu Temple.
Then he continued, "In the capital, our every move was seen by that person."
The old monk nodded in agreement: "That person's gaze is everywhere. However..." He paused slightly.
Then his gaze turned towards the palace gate: "I came here to see the demeanor of that Marquis of Dongling. At his age, he is second only to the others in the world. Moreover, his primordial spirit is based on Yin and Yang, a superior immortal foundation, and he was able to resist Ji Xuan. Such demeanor truly arouses my curiosity."
The abbot of Qingxu Temple flicked his sleeves, his gaze calm: "What the abbot of Jingang Temple said is also what I think. I came here today to seek enlightenment. However, I wonder if that Marquis of Dongling has already sensed our presence."
The old monk said, "That Marquis of Dongling has reached the realm of a Nascent Soul Immortal, so his senses must be very sharp. He must know about such an event in the capital."
"I think so, since I can sense his presence!" Abbot Qingxu said calmly.
Their gaze was not directed at the palace gate, but in another direction.
In his pupils, he saw a carriage speeding along the bluestone-paved road.
at this time.
Jin Chan listened to the conversation between the two people in front of him, feeling extremely complicated.
Jiang Ning and he had known each other for a long time.
Jiang Ning was able to obtain the complete Vajra Indestructible Body thanks to him.
At that time, in his eyes, Jiang Ning was just another young prodigy like him.
Now, just over a year later, Jiang Ning has reached a level that he could not reach, becoming the second most respected person in the world, a position shared by six others.
If they were to meet again now, he would no longer be qualified to stand before Jiang Ning.
The two are vastly different in both status and strength.
After a brief conversation, silence fell over the rooftop.
The group waited quietly for Jiang Ning to appear, and for the coronation ceremony of the new emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty to begin.
After a while.
A carriage drawn by four black horses, entirely black, sped toward the palace gate.
"He's here." The abbot of Qingxu Temple's gaze narrowed slightly.
The old monk also turned his gaze in that direction, a solemn expression appearing on his gaunt face.
The carriage passed through the palace gate without stopping, heading straight towards the Chengtian Hall where the enthronement ceremony was to be held.
The person inside the car concealed their aura to an extreme degree; if it weren't for the two people's profound cultivation, it would be almost impossible to detect their presence.
"His aura is concealed as if he were an ordinary person, yet he subtly merges with heaven and earth. This realm of primordial spirit immortal is truly extraordinary," commented Abbot Qingxu.
The old monk said, "The path of immortality emphasizes enlightenment and rules, and it is inevitable that one will be in harmony with heaven and earth. But he has not abandoned martial arts either. His blood and qi are contained within, burning like a furnace, but they are hidden deep inside. To be able to balance both immortality and martial arts to this extent is truly an anomaly."
"Abbot, Master, when shall we proceed?" Jin Chan asked softly.
The old monk said slowly, "The enthronement ceremony is a major national event, and it is inappropriate for us to interfere. Let us meet again after the ceremony, at the new emperor's banquet."
Abbot Qingxu agreed: "Indeed. Going now would be against etiquette and would also disturb the ceremony. Moreover, that Martial Saint might also be paying attention to us today."
The two said no more, but stood quietly on the high building, gazing at the palace in the distance.
the other side.
A black carriage carried Jiang Ning along the Imperial Palace Avenue.
Officials encountered along the way stepped aside, their expressions respectful.
They understood that those who could ride horses in the palace were those who entered the court without bowing and were granted seats in front of the hall, far beyond the reach of ordinary officials.
The carriage carried Jiang Ning all the way to Chengtian Palace.
Today, the enthronement ceremony for the new emperor of Great Xia, as well as the wedding ceremony for the empress, are both being held in the Chengtian Hall. (End of Chapter)