Lu Chengfeng followed Zhou Tong all the way to the Inner Peak, and Zhou Tong continued to tell him about the Inner Peak.
"Junior Brother Lu, you have been in the Sect for many years. You should be aware that the Sect has five peaks: Cyan Cloud, Yellow Dragon, Profound Crane, White Rainbow, and Chixiao. Each has a unique Secret Skill Sword Scripture inheritance."
"True Disciples who enter the Inner Peak must choose one of these lineages. Unless there is a significant upheaval, it will be difficult to change later."
"These five peaks each have distinct characteristics. There is a song in the Sect: Cyan Cloud drifts without a trace, Yellow Dragon claws break the cloud peak, Profound Crane flaps wings extrely without shadow, White Rainbow and Chixiao pierce Yin and Yang."
Lu Chengfeng, hearing this, curiously asked, "What do these song lyrics an? Please enlighten , Senior Brother."
Zhou Tong laughed and said, "Cyan Cloud Peak is famous for its Body Technique, cultivating the Yimu Heaven-Reaching Sword Scripture, able to connect with Celestial Thunder and Gang Wind, moving with the power of wind and thunder, akin to Immortals."
Lu Chengfeng, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but widen his eyes, "Extraordinary Martial Arts that can summon Celestial Thunder and Gang Wind? Is this still Martial Arts? Even the legends of Immortals are rely this!"
Zhou Tong laughed and shook his head, "That’s just an exaggerated statent. The Yimu Heaven-Reaching Sword Scripture can indeed invoke the power of wind and thunder, not only with fierce attacks but also with an ethereal Body Technique. Many in the Martial World call disciples of this lineage Cyan Cloud Sword Immortals."
"As for the Yellow Dragon lineage, they practice the Yellow Dragon Hidden Sword True Technique, known for its Sword Drawing Skill. Once, a disciple didn’t draw their sword for ten years, and when they finally did, their Sword Qi stretched thirteen feet, fiercely cutting down a Martial World Giant, making a na known to the world."
"Disciples of Yellow Dragon Peak are mostly steady and resilient, but when angered, the Hidden Sword True Technique erges like an enraged dragon from the abyss, instilling fear in all enemies."
"No one knows how long these disciples have kept their swords hidden. Many Yellow Dragon Peak disciples have historical records of rising against challenges and shaking the Martial World with one strike."
Lu Chengfeng listened intently, thinking that if he could hide his sword for ten years, even the esteed figures of the Martial World would have to show respect.
At this point, Zhou Tong continued, "As for Profound Crane Peak, they cultivate the Profound Crane Thousand Shadows Ghostly Sword Technique, known for its poisonous and swift Swordsmanship. Their Fast Sword dazzles the eyes, making one’s soul unknowingly return to the Netherworld."
"Many swordsn in the Martial World practice Fast Sword, but once Profound Crane Peak disciples erge, they inevitably beco the pinnacle of the Fast Sword lineage. One strike is without shadow or form, the sword entering the Netherworld, life and death unpredictable."
"Lastly are White Rainbow and Chixiao. One follows the Profound Ice Swordsmanship, and the other follows the Power of the Blazing Fire Swordsmanship. One Yin, one Yang, one strong, one gentle, with unique Heart thods, each has its mysteries, yet they don’t seem like swordsn."
Saying this, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily, "I have two friends in the Sect who are disciples of White Rainbow and Chixiao. In their hands, swords are no different from guns and staffs, yet they master the Profound Ice Power and Power of the Blazing Fire to perfection, and should compete with disciples of the Celestial Law-Controlling Sect."
Lu Chengfeng smiled at this, having heard of the Celestial Law-Controlling Sect’s renown, a Taoism lineage passed down for thousands of years, not an ordinary Martial Arts faction.
Disciples in the Sect do not practice Martial Arts but sit in ditation, chant the Tao Scriptures, and engage in Visualization, consuming great efforts.
After decades of cultivation, if successful, they can sense heaven and earth with their minds, conjuring Abnormal Power with a thought, stirring water, fire, wind, and thunder, like gods or demons.
Thus, while the Daoists of the Celestial Law-Controlling Sect seem physically weak, their legacy over millennia is unimaginably deep, and no one knows when a Daoist mastering True Skill might suddenly rise and shake the world.
As they conversed, they arrived at the Transmission Hall.
Zhou Tong’s steps slowed, turned, and said to Lu Chengfeng, "This ti, two Elders have proactively offered to take you as their apprentice: Elder Yun Mo from the Yellow Dragon lineage and Elder Zhu Yuxian from the Profound Crane lineage."
"Unless there’s an accident, you should be joining one of these two lineages."
"Unless you refuse the invitation of the elders and choose to join the other three lineages."
Saying this, Zhou Tong couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh, "Junior Brother, you wouldn’t do sothing that foolish, would you?"
Lu Chengfeng sensed that although Senior Brother Zhou appeared to be joking, he was kindly reminding him, fearing he might act impulsively out of youthful bravado.
Lu Chengfeng respectfully said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou, for your guidance. I’m aware and won’t act recklessly."
He wasn’t reckless or arrogant, thinking himself the protagonist and rashly rejecting an elder’s apprenticeship to stand out and show his uniqueness.
Unseen dangers and crises potentially lurked in the shadows, and Lu Chengfeng wished for a strong protector, so he wouldn’t make such an unwise decision.
Zhou Tong, observing his calm and respectful deanor, lacking the arrogance and contempt common among geniuses and prodigies, felt even more warmly towards him.
Both smiled, feeling more connected.
"Since you understand, I won’t say more. Follow ; the elders are waiting for you."
Saying this, he walked ahead toward a rarely visited room inside the Transmission Hall, with Lu Chengfeng following closely.
Upon reaching the door, Zhou Tong spoke loudly, "Disciple Zhou Tong, accompanied by Junior Brother Lu Chengfeng, pays respect to the elders."
With a creak, the room’s door opened from within, and a gentle and ancient voice emanated from the room.
"Co in!"
Lu Chengfeng’s eyes swept briefly, noticing that behind the open door, there was no one, aning the door moved without wind, opened remotely by the two elders.
The most impressive part was the invisibility of human effort, appearing as if soone had gently opened it. This skill and the precise use of power were truly astonishing.
The path of Martial Arts isn’t about extre power being the strongest. It’s the subtlety and skill in seemingly minute aspects that are more remarkable.
Like glimpsing a scale or corner of the Azure Dragon in the clouds, seeing more profound and intricate realms of Martial Arts.
Although Lu Chengfeng’s Swordsmanship cultivation had reached the Twelfth Layer, just by this glimpse, he knew his Martial Arts techniques were vastly inferior compared to the two elders.
Thinking thus, he stepped forward and followed Zhou Tong inside.
Entering the room, he slightly raised his head and saw the two elders sitting at the upper seats.
One was an elder with a child-like appearance and crane-like hair, dressed in a bright yellow robe, snow-white hair, wearing an Iron Crown, yet his face was rosy and youthful.
He sat smilingly on a wide wooden chair, appearing gentle and kind, making one feel pleasantly close, as if washed by a spring breeze.
The other was a woman, or rather, a bewitching beauty one dared not look up at too much.
With just one glance, Lu Chengfeng’s heart trembled.
She was like a blood-and-poison-laden enchanting rose.
More importantly, it seed he had seen this figure in Zhao Changzhen’s fragnted mories.
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