The atmosphere was sowhat tense.
Just like how everyone in the Dead Sea suddenly watched as Lord Shou sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes, a bit stunned.
Xu Xiaoshou also stared at the entire Flower World, which suddenly froze, and fell into a brief bewildernt.
"Uh, isn't this right?"
From the frozen flowers around him, Xu Xiaoshou realized he might have guessed incorrectly.
He awkwardly crushed the Sword of the Void in his hand, trying to pretend nothing had happened, but there was no way to feign it.
"You, are not You Tu?"
Xu Xiaoshou was genuinely puzzled.
In the realm of Fantasy Sword Technique, aside from himself, only Big Mouth Xiao could hold the title.
Other than the two of us, it could only be Bazhun'an, and you're not Bazhun'an, then above Bazhun'an is You Tu, above You Tu...
Beyond that, I really don't know much about the history of the ancient swordsman.
It's impossible that you are the great swordsman saint Hua Weiyang from the Sword God Era!
"Oh, You Tu?"
"Master Siren's good... friend, oh..."
Xu Xiaoshou cautiously condensed a small sword again, poking it at the air a couple of tis.
In the end, he discreetly perford a move of Fleeting White Clouds, hoping to evoke this person's mory of the extrely simplified version of the White Cloud Sword Technique from the Seven Swords of the Moving Heavens—if they had it.
To no avail.
After a brief pause in the Flower World, an unbearably serious voice was heard:
"My na is Hua Weiyang."
Xu Xiaoshou's mind buzzed, and his thoughts beca slightly chaotic.
Hua Weiyang?
What a strange na, yet it sounded so familiar!
In just a mont, he recalled where he had heard and seen this na before.
"Isn't this a figure from the Sword God Era?"
When recalling the sparse ancient swordsman history, Xu Xiaoshou's face turned a little pale.
During the Sword God Era, many ancient swordsmans were famous, but very few were morable to Xu Xiaoshou, only those at the very pinnacle.
The God of Sword, Gu Louying, and the Holy Swordsman Feng Wuhen.
These two were said to be equals, and when victory and defeat were decided, it was only by a stroke or half a move.
But their influence was unparalleled.
The forr laid the foundation for the entire Path of the Ancient Swordsman, while the latter passed down a sword pavilion and the Feng family in the Southern Region.
Feng Zhongzui is a descendant of the Holy Swordsman Feng Wuhen!
Behind these two, would be the nine disciples under Sword God, later revered as the "Nine Major Sword Saints."
Not sothing like "Sword Saint i" or "Sword Saint Rao," which equates to a demi-saint of Spiritual Cultivation.
Back then, the title "sword saint" was only obtained by those nine, it was the highest honor.
Among the Nine Major Sword Saints, it's said they each mastered the Nine Major Sword Techniques: Phantom Sword Technique, Emotionless Sword Technique, and the Emotion Sword Technique, though so say they also had dual practices like the Killing Sword Way.
Today, it's challenging to sort out the truth.
But undeniably, the most talented, achieving the greatest heights and third recognized by the Path of the Ancient Swordsman was the great swordsman saint specializing in Fantasy Sword Technique, also known as Hua Sword Saint—Hua Weiyang!
Xu Xiaoshou was familiar with "Hua Weiyang."
A long, long ti ago... well, not too long.
When he was still at Tiansang Spirit Palace, just learning Ancient Sword Technique, he heard the story of Su Qianqian's fad sword "Epitaph of City Snow."
One of the Sword God's disciples was called "Chengxue," said to have been killed by the Killer Sword Saint in a deviant path, later commorated with a stele.
Years later, the stele was nourished by Sword Will, transforming into one of the 21 fad swords, the "Epitaph of City Snow."
On Abyss Island, the Void Suppression Stele is known for "leaving nas."
When Xu Xiaoshou left his na, he also saw many "Ancient Sword Cultivator" nas on it.
For example, Chengxue, Blackie, Feng Wuhen...
Of course, there was also a "Hua Weiyang" among them!
Back then, Xu Xiaoshou didn't know who these nas represented or what they symbolized, but now he's not a novice in the ancient sword cultivation circle, he knows a thing or two.
He pulled back his thoughts, incredulously looking around at the flowers and plants, unsure of whom to address:
"Are you Hua Weiyang?"
"Yes."
"The chief disciple under Sword God, Hua Sword Saint, Hua Weiyang?"
"Yes."
"Senior Brother of Epitaph of City Snow, the one you practiced swords together with, you're still alive, having lived until now?"
"..."
The Hua Sword Saint seed silent, not responding.
In truth, from the first answer, the Information Bar did not trigger "deceived."
Xu Xiaoshou knew the identity of great swordsman saint Hua Weiyang was undoubtedly true.
He still couldn't believe it.
If what he encountered was the God of Sword, Gu Louying, Xu Xiaoshou could understand.
A Sword God, with divine abilities, leaving an intention for future generations, that's understandable.
Hua Sword Saint...
Has he also sealed the Ancestral God?
If not, at most a Holy Emperor, can one live so long?
Even if longevity allows it, how did he endure through so many eras without being discovered and destroyed by other Ancestral Gods?
Even if his Space-Ti Transition could evade Ancestral God's pursuit, how could he intercept himself before eting the Sword God in this era and block all other existing Ancestral Gods to communicate with him?
For what purpose is this?
——Utterly perplexed!
Xu Xiaoshou's mind almost started to smoke, unable to arrive at a precise answer.
At this mont, a long sigh echoed from the void:
"He's nad Feng, called Feng Chengxue, not Epitaph of City Snow."
Feng Chengxue...
Feng or not, Epitaph or not, Xu Xiaoshou was indifferent at this point.
He was amazed to judge that the great swordsman saint Hua Weiyang seed not to have used a special illusion to converse across ti with him.
He truly seed to have lived until the present!
And at this mont, within the Flower World, his existence didn't appear to be an illusion but gave a sense of a complete, concrete "life form"...
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