Ringing the Bell for a Hundred Years, I Became the Sect’s Ancestor – Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Luck

On the encircling wall stone platform.

The four Sword Envoys stood side by side.

Suddenly, the air in the previously empty Sword Tomb surged, shattering like a mirror and revealing its true appearance.

A giant stone sword, densely packed with swords.

A large number of stone tablets were distributed around the stone sword.

The twenty or so Inner Sect Disciples who had entered earlier were standing among the stone tablet forest.

“Eh, five people matched with Divine Swords this time?”

“It seems that this batch of Inner Sect Disciples is quite good.”

“Indeed, it’s usually good if one or two can match with Divine Swords when the Sword Tomb opens.”

“Perhaps it’s because no one matched last time the Sword Tomb opened, so this time their luck is overflowing.”

The four Sword Envoys were all delighted after seeing the situation in the Sword Tomb.

Whether or not one could match with a Divine Sword was crucial.

Generally speaking, True Disciples had the highest probability of matching with Divine Swords.

After all, among the younger generation of Inner Sect Disciples, True Disciples were undoubtedly the most outstanding.

As for those Inner Sect Disciples who had not comprehended Sword Intent, it was basically impossible for them to match with a Divine Sword.

Unless they could comprehend Sword Intent within the Sword Tomb, but even that hope was slim.

Therefore, the focus was on those disciples who had comprehended Sword Intent.

If their luck was overflowing, there was a certain chance of matching with a Divine Sword.

Because the characteristics of some Divine Swords might be closely related to the Sword Intent comprehended by a certain disciple.

“Whose disciple is that on the right? He actually matched with a Divine Sword too. Why haven’t I heard of him before?”

The Sword Envoy wearing the silver mask asked curiously.

“I heard he’s Old Ghost Zhou’s disciple. Tsk tsk, that old ghost finally got his wish.”

“Sometimes, luck is very important. That Divine Sword, it looks like it should be Sword Eighteen. I heard it was once used by Old Ghost Zhou’s lineage’s Ancestor.”

“Indeed. The Sword Intent comprehended from the same lineage’s martial arts does have a significant advantage in matching with a Divine Sword of the same origin.”

Several Sword Envoys turned their attention to Li Qian.

After all, out of the five who matched with Divine Swords, two were True Disciples, and the other two were also the most outstanding genius martial artists among the Inner Sect Disciples.

Only Li Qian was unknown.

It formed a stark contrast.

They could only attribute the reason to luck.

Inside the Sword Tomb.

Many gazes fell on Li Qian.

It was not just Pang Bai who was jealous.

There were also other disciples who had not matched with Divine Swords.

Although these disciples had all gained something from their trip to the Sword Tomb, more or less.

But they didn’t get the biggest benefit.

With a Divine Sword in hand, not only could one greatly amplify their combat power, but the efficiency of improving Sword Intent would also be greatly enhanced.

Every Divine Sword holder would be sent back to the Sword Tomb after their death. Even if a Divine Sword was lost due to death in battle, the Divine Sword Sect would spare no effort to retrieve it.

The reason why Divine Swords were not directly passed down to their disciples’ descendants was mainly to prevent the privatization of Divine Swords, in order to prevent them from being completely possessed by certain individuals.

There was also the special nature of Divine Swords. Only after matching could they truly unleash their power.

The so-called matching was actually the Divine Sword recognizing its master.

“The Sword Tomb has been closed. All disciples leave immediately.”

The Black Iron Mask Sword Envoy standing on the encircling wall platform spoke.

So, the twenty or so Inner Sect Disciples hurriedly returned to the encircling wall platform, bowed to the four Sword Envoys, and then walked up along the hanging wall stone path.

In the Divine Sword Hall Plaza, many elders and even Peak Masters gathered here.

Most of them were the masters of the Inner Sect Disciples who entered the Sword Tomb.

There were also a few who came to watch the excitement.

“Based on the time, the Sword Tomb should have been closed.”

Someone said.

“I wonder how many people matched with Divine Swords this time?”

“Anyway, I don’t have any hope for my disciple.”

“My disciple should have some hope.”

“Fatty He, your disciple has already become a True Disciple, and you still say ‘some hope’? I think you’re deliberately trying to provoke me, you old fatty!”

“Hehe, it’s not just my disciple who is a True Disciple. Isn’t Peak Master Wan’s disciple also a True Disciple? Does becoming a True Disciple guarantee matching with a Divine Sword? Peak Master Wan, what do you say?”

“I don’t know if your disciple can match with a Divine Sword, but my disciple definitely has no problem.”

The speaker was a cold and frosty middle-aged female Daoist priest, carrying a sword on her back.

This was Immortal Woman Wan, the Peak Master of Purple Lightning Peak.

“Immortal Woman Wan, if you say so, then my disciple definitely has no problem either.”

The fat old man said with a smile.

For these elders and Peak Masters, it was common to use their disciples to compete for face.

Although the Inner Sect Disciples had not yet come out of the Sword Tomb, these elders and Peak Masters had already begun to secretly compete.

At this time, an Inner Sect Disciple walked out along the hanging wall stone path.

He was not carrying a sword.

The master of this Inner Sect Disciple was immediately disappointed.

When entering the Sword Tomb, they did not bring swords.

If they came out with a sword, it must be a Divine Sword.

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As the Inner Sect Disciples came up one by one, some were happy and some were sad.

“Not bad this time, four people have already matched with Divine Swords?”

The fat old man said with a smile.

Because he saw that his disciple, Nangong Bei, had a sword in his hand.

“See, my disciple matched with a Divine Sword.”

Another elder’s joy was evident.

Zhou Buping was also looking forward to it.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

It was his disciple, Li Qian.

With a sword?

His eyes lit up, and the smile on his face made his mouth unable to close.

Li Qian really did not disappoint him.

Not only did he comprehend the Flawless Vajra Method in the Sword Grinding Cave, but he also matched with a Divine Sword in the Sword Tomb.

His decades of solitary waiting in Wild Goose Gate Valley had finally paid off.

“Master.”

Li Qian walked up and bowed.

“Good, good, good. Let’s go back first.”

Zhou Buping tried hard to appear calm.

At this time, the fat old man next to him looked at the Divine Sword in Li Qian’s hand and curled his lips, “Old Ghost Zhou, your disciple has good luck.”

“Hmph.”

Zhou Buping snorted coldly and strode away with Li Qian.

Time Bell Pavilion.

Liu Ming was practicing his fist techniques.

Because he had eaten medicinal meat porridge for two consecutive meals, which was definitely nourishing, he was full of Qi and blood, and his progress in cultivating the Sword-Piercing Fist was much faster than usual.

At this time, two figures swiftly descended from the mountain.

It was Zhou Buping and his disciple.

“Old Master, Senior Brother Li.”

Liu Ming hurriedly stopped practicing his fist techniques.

“You continue your cultivation.”

Li Qian waved his hand and followed his master to the wooden house on the other side.

Arriving at his master’s wooden house.

Zhou Buping looked at the Divine Sword in Li Qian’s hand.

“Sword Eighteen was first held by the Ancestor of our lineage.”

He gently stroked the blade of the Divine Sword and said with emotion.

“Master, wasn’t this Divine Sword nurtured by the Ancestor?”

Li Qian was very curious.

“No. This Divine Sword was also obtained by the Ancestor from the Sword Tomb.”

Zhou Buping shook his head.

“Then didn’t you say before that Divine Swords could also be nurtured by oneself?”

Li Qian was a little confused.

“There is hope, but one must cultivate it with their life, nurturing the sword day and night with their own essence, Qi, and spirit. However, a Divine Sword nurtured by oneself is far inferior to this kind of Divine Sword.”

Zhou Buping smiled and said, “This is a helpless measure when one cannot match with a Divine Sword in the Sword Tomb.”

“Master, is there anything special about this Divine Sword?”

Li Qian asked.

“It’s very special. These Divine Swords, like the Sword Seeds in the Sword Grinding Cave, already existed. They were just discovered by our Divine Sword Sect.”

Zhou Buping shook his head and said, “It is said that if one comprehends Martial Intent to the Myriad Images level, they can completely refine a Divine Sword, achieving true unity of human and sword, and store the Divine Sword within their body.”

“The Divine Sword can be stored within the body?”

Li Qian’s eyes lit up when he heard this.

“Yes, but it’s too difficult. Comprehending Martial Intent to the Myriad Images level is probably even more difficult than reaching the Martial Saint realm.”

Zhou Buping sighed and said, “So far, no one in our Divine Sword Sect has been able to do it.”

“Master, how are the levels of Martial Intent divided?”

Li Qian couldn’t help but ask.

He had already broken through to the True Image level, but it was only after the breakthrough that the system interface displayed information about this level.

“As far as I know, Martial Intent is divided into five levels: Illusory Image, Phantom Image, True Image, Celestial Image, and Myriad Images. After you matched with the Divine Sword, your Sword Intent comprehension will definitely be faster. It shouldn’t take a few years for you to reach the Phantom Image level.”

Zhou Buping said.

Li Qian really wanted to say that he had already reached the True Image level.

Unfortunately, this speed was too heaven-defying.

He definitely couldn’t say it out loud.

After all, no matter how talented one’s comprehension was, it couldn’t explain this terrifying speed.