Cultivation Begins with Skill Points - Chapter 510 - 511: Sword of All Things
Chapter 510: Chapter 511: Sword of All Things
“System, give me the points.”
With a command, countless Skill Points flooded into the “Unification Sword Skill”.
Unification Sword Skill merges one’s Sword Dao will into the great Dao of the world. With every gesture and motion, the world responds; ten thousand swords resound, reaching the supreme Realm of Human Sword Unity, Unity of Heaven and Man, where all things can become swords, and nothing cannot be cut.
It sounds like the state depicted in novels from the previous life, where one holds no sword in hand, but harbors a sword in the heart, and all things can become swords.
Being one of the Eight Great Martial Arts of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, the true terror of this Sword technique lies in using all things in the world as swords, with a grand and terrifying offensive might.
Even with Zhong Lin’s Cultivation at the Sixth Layer Heaven of the Life and Death Realm, he felt as if his mind would explode from the vast memory that surged into his consciousness.
This enlightenment lasted for a full month.
Zhong Lin opened his eyes, a flash of sword light passing through them, and within his Spirit Domain, the Sword Intent became more condensed and pure.
“What a powerful Sword technique. If it can be perfected and the Cultivation is strong enough, with a single thought, everything between heaven and earth can become a sword, with nothing that cannot be cut – truly tyrannical.” Zhong Lin’s face was filled with awe.
Slowly standing, he walked out of the palace, eyes slightly closed, enveloping the entire East Peak with his Spirit Domain, sensing everything between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, Zhong Lin abruptly opened his eyes, slowly lifting his right hand, forefinger pointing to the heavens.
The Yin Yang protect life, the Sun and Moon at his back, Divine Light illuminating the entire peak, and at this moment, he appeared so magnificent.
“All things in heaven and earth, are my sword.”
Zhong Lin’s voice resounded.
In a split second, the entire East Peak trembled violently!
The sea of clouds above the firmament transformed into white giant swords one after another, and the rocks on East Peak gathered into Stone Swords piercing the sky…
Mountains transformed into swords!
White clouds transformed into swords!
Trees transformed into swords!
Flowers and grass transformed into swords!
Dust transformed into swords!
Fallen leaves transformed into swords!
Across the entire East Peak, everything without Spiritual Wisdom transformed into swords, this ghostly and god-like scene shocked the heavens, the terrifying Sword Intent caused numerous disciples of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land to tremble with fear.
In the Heavenly Sword Palace on Meteor Sword Peak, Feng Si Han, who was meditating with closed eyes, slowly opened them, feeling the towering Sword Intent within the Holy Land, a slight smile forming at the corner of his lips.
“What a clever lad.”
In the Sword Pavilion, two streaks of light hurried to the scene, hovering in the void, gazing at the East Peak, now transformed into a giant sword.
“Is this… the Unification Sword Skill?”
Even Tu Ye, who had already broken through to the King Realm, was shocked by the scene before him, especially seeing the little junior brother pointing to the heavens, standing proudly, he was even more astonished.
He knew the Unification Sword Skill was powerful, but hadn’t imagined it was this strong.
He was aware that little junior brother Zhong Lin had extraordinary insight, but didn’t expect it to be so outrageous.
How long did it take him to cultivate the “Prison Control Heart Sutra”? Three hundred years? Five hundred years?
Compared to this, he felt utterly foolish like a pig.
“Hahaha, not bad, truly a Sword Dao genius, it took him only a month to master the Unification Sword Skill, reaching the state of Ten Thousand Lives Sword, not bad, not bad!”
Xi Xuan clapped his hands and laughed, his face full of excitement.
Moments later, Zhong Lin slowly lowered his right hand, and everything dissipated; the mountain remained a mountain, the tree remained a tree, as if it had all been an illusion.
Stumbling, he took out an Elixir from his Storage Bracelet and swallowed it, it took quite a while before he barely restored his depleted Spiritual Origin.
“No, the Cultivation is still too weak, this was merely covering the range of a single mountain and it nearly drained me, in memory, the Unification Sword Skill could transform an entire domain into swords, but to cultivate to such an extent would likely require ascending to become a god!”
Zhong Lin shook his head, his face somewhat pale.
“The execution of any Sword technique requires sufficient Spiritual Origin to support it, otherwise it’s just a castle in the sky, an illusion.”
“The Unification Sword Skill is indeed very powerful, especially the Perfect Level Ten Thousand Lives Sword; with a single thought, all things can transform into swords, truly tyrannical, but the consumption is too great.”
“However, it certainly is currently the strongest attack method and can be used as a trump card.”
A few days later, Zhong Lin finally fully recovered, and with a thought, he trod the air, landing on the East Peak Dojo.
“Look quickly, it’s Senior Brother Zhong.”
“What do you mean Senior Brother, how can you call him that, call him Saint Heir.”
Everyone respectfully bowed towards Zhong Lin and said, “We pay respects to the Saint Heir.”
“Please, be at ease. I wonder, what brings you all here?” Zhong Lin asked.
The leading Inner Sect Disciple stepped forward and cupped his hands, “Greetings to the Sixth Saint, the Sixth Saint specially sends a Treasure and ten thousand-year Spiritual Medicines, a hundred Profound Ice Heart-Cleansing Pills, to congratulate the Sixth Saint’s return.”
“Greetings to the Sixth Saint, the Third Saint specially sends a Treasure and a hundred Spiritual Birds to congratulate the Sixth Saint’s return.”
“Greetings to the Sixth Saint, the Fourth Saint specially sends three Secret Techniques and a hundred thousand-year Spiritual Medicines to congratulate the Sixth Saint’s return.”
“Greetings to the Sixth Saint…”
“Greetings to the Sixth Saint…”
“Greetings to the Sixth Saint…”
After sending these people away, looking at the heap of gifts, Zhong Lin’s face was also full of joy and gratitude for the generosity of these Saints. From the second to the fifth, each contributed a Treasure, along with various Spiritual Medicines, Secret Techniques, Spirit Pills, Spirit Stones.
As for the congratulations sent by other True Disciples or Inner Sect Disciples, while not as numerous, they accumulated, instantly making an impoverished Zhong Lin wealthy.
He instructed his servants to sort these gifts one by one, the Spiritual Birds and Spiritual Beasts were kept in the mountains, the Spiritual Medicines were placed in the Medicine Field, and everything else was stored in the warehouse, properly recorded for future return gifts.
Three more months passed.
The scenery of East Peak had greatly changed. Observing from the void, one would see a peak standing tall at over a thousand feet, covered with ancient pines and cypresses, waterfalls flowing, and palaces towering between the mountainside and peak, with a Heavenly Pool of clear waves atop the high summit, beside which stood an even more splendid palace.
White cranes, rocs, golden eagles, white deer, white tigers, jade rabbits, and peacocks, these Spiritual Birds and Spiritual Beasts roamed the mountains.
Countless Lingzhi and ginseng medicine fields lined the mountains, producing tens of thousands of Spiritual Medicines.
At this moment, East Peak finally had a trace of the aura befitting a Saint Son Peak.
During these three months, Zhong Lin was not idle, nearly every day there were visitors.
Sisters Ying Ju and Ying He from Juying Peak, senior brothers from the Five Sons of the Heavenly Sword, Yu Hong, a True Disciple from Tianhai Peak…
Many who had interacted with Zhong Lin came to visit.
Some Outer and Inner Sect Disciples also came to pledge allegiance, and Zhong Lin chose a few to join East Peak, to handle some miscellaneous matters for him.
In the grand hall, Zhong Lin sat cross-legged, surrounded by dense Primordial Qi, in every inhale and exhale, great amounts of Qi traversed his nose and mouth, akin to an ancient deity.
Meanwhile, within Zhong Lin’s body, Life and Death circled unceasingly, the vigorous Vitality and dense Death Intent twining within the Golden Core, like a perfect Tai Chi symbol.
With the circulation of Vitality, Zhong Lin’s physical form grew even more robust, his blood circulation accompanying a faint roaring sound, emerging from his body, making it more tempered, Qi-blood, skin, tendons, bones, flesh membrane, incredibly mighty, even his internal organs underwent great enhancement, his breath cycles could disturb the Wind Flow, akin to an ancient Divine Beast.
