C1655 True Path

Could it be that everything that happened in the Spirit Sword Sect was just a joke between a predecessor and his descendant?! Staring at the book in his hands, a bitter smile appeared on Lin Bai's face, his eyes filled with doubt.

If there was a third person at the peak of the Spirit Sword Sect at this moment, he would have been shocked to discover that the ancient book in Lin Bai's hands was only a white piece of paper, without even a trace of ink on it. And this white paper wasn't caused by the disappearance of the ink after a long time had passed, but from the beginning until now, there hadn't been a single ink mark on the scroll.

The rusted sword, the blank book, gazed at the two items on the mountain peak. Lin Bai could only bitterly smile and not speak. If Lin Bai hadn't experienced the trials of the 55th, 77th, and 99th step together, and also comprehended some of them, he would have thought that the so-called Great Dao of the Sword inheritance was a joke and a lie that had been passed down for thousands of years.

How could this be? Was it because I left something behind and missed out on something that I failed to discover, that's why I didn't discover the Great Way of the Sword?! After a long period of silence, Lin Bai's gaze slowly swept towards the summit of the mountain. However, the mountain peak was empty. Other than the inconspicuous stone table, stone chairs, rusted sword, and broken books, there was nothing else.

Could it be that I made a mistake? This book is just like that rusted sword, and it has some sort of secret. After scanning the book and finding nothing, Lin Bai furrowed his brows. He then slowly sent his spiritual will towards the book, wanting to see if there was anything strange about it.

It had to be known that at the summit of this mountain, the only thing that was most likely to hide the true essence of the Great Dao of the Sword was this book. If even the scroll did not contain the true essence of the Great Way of the Sword, then Lin Bai really had no idea where he would find it.

But what made Lin Bai disappointed was that after a moment of searching, he discovered that the scroll was completely empty. The material inside was also extremely ordinary. It was an extremely ordinary Xuan paper and there was nothing special about it at all.

Where did the Great Way of the Sword go? Could it be that all of this was really a big joke between that Sword Pavilion Martial Ancestor and his descendants? After placing the book back on the stone table, Lin Bai closed his eyes slightly and released his spiritual will. He looked around in an attempt to see if there were any places he had missed out on using the fluctuations of the Essence on the peak.

However, the peak of the mountain was completely empty. Even when Lin Bai's spiritual will penetrated deep into the soil, he could not find anything out of the ordinary.

If this was a lie and a joke, it would be a huge joke! After searching a few times, he was still unable to find anything. Thus, Lin Bai could not help but smile bitterly. One had to know that there was a legend about the inheritance of the Great Way of the Sword on the peak of the Spirit Sword Mountain. It had been passed down in the Sword Pavilion for hundreds of thousands of years.

But if there were no inheritances on the summit, then it would make those who had fantasies thoroughly disappointed.

However, according to the anomalies on the 55th, 77th, and 99th step, the arrangement of the Spirit Sword Mountain should not be for nothing! When he thought of the omen he'd encountered earlier, Lin Bai felt that it was a bit incomprehensible. If it wasn't to let his descendants inherit the great path of the sword, then why did the Sword Pavilion Martial Ancestor painstakingly arrange this Spirit Sword Mountain?

Was it because he had made a mistake, or was this a joke that his predecessors had played on him?!

Under the dense clouds, Lin Bai slowly closed his eyes and continued to analyze everything he encountered from the moment he entered the Spirit Sword Mountain. He tried to find some clues and find out that there was nothing on top of the mountain peak.

In a split-second, Lin Bai suddenly recalled everything he had encountered on the 55th step. Over there, there was the endless path of drawing the sword. But in reality, what that stone step wanted him to do was not to find the most accurate sword technique out of all those complicated and complicated Sword Drawing Daos, but to combine his body and mind to create a Sword Drawing Dao that belonged solely to him!

The dao was the only one, and because there were no two identical flower leaves in this world, there would not be two similar people. Even if they were twins, there was more or less a difference. Thus, everyone had their own paths, and each individual had their own paths.

The paths of others could only be used as a reference. However, one could not repeat the paths of others. Although it would be much smoother, this way, one would never be able to touch the edge of the true Great Dao! The Dao was the only one. It could be similar, but it had to be different.

Furthermore, he could only walk his own path and persevere. As long as he was right, he would be able to walk his own path and walk a true path. Although the road was full of bumps and bruises, and one might have to go through all sorts of hardships, only by doing so could one truly walk on such a path. It was the most suitable and powerful path for one's self!

"I understand!" I finally understand! For the sake of our descendants, this sword pavilion's ancestor really put in a lot of effort! " As he thought of this, Lin Bai suddenly broke out into laughter. His eyes slowly opened, filled with a resplendent light of admiration and admiration.

The Dao that belonged to him was the Dao that belonged to him. It was the Dao that suited him the most. It was something that others could never take away from him! This was the truth of the 579 steps of the Spirit Sword Mountain!

Since the Sword Pavilion Martial Ancestor had already arranged this, how could the stone steps that led to this conclusion possibly be placed on the peak of the Spirit Sword Mountain?! To be more accurate, the Spirit Sword Mountain did not have a Great Dao. That was one of the Great Dao!

No matter what kind of external force he borrowed, in the end, he still had to rely on himself. Only by going through hardships and enduring it, he would be able to find his own Dao!

The changes that had occurred on the stone steps of the 55th, 77th, and 99th steps were in fact just a portion of the Sword Pavilion Martial Ancestor's experience, allowing the climbers to carefully analyze and learn from it.

The legends of the past thousands of years, yet no one had been able to unravel them. They could not blame the Sword Pavilion for withering away day by day, and they could not blame even the Sword Purification Pool for unwilling to grant these sword cultivators and flying swords in the Sword Pavilion today. Because the Sword Pool had a spirit, it was impossible to understand the Martial Ancestor's intentions. He could only place his hopes on the illusionary objects and the proud sword cultivators, it was difficult for them to have a good impression of him. Thus, he was willing to give his flying sword to the Guardian Sparrow, a normal person, but was unwilling to give it to them.

Only when the sword cultivators from the Sword Pavilion emerged from this dead end and figured out what they really needed, what the great path they truly needed to walk on, would the Swordbath acknowledge them and restore the glory of the Sword Pavilion!

"No matter what, coming down this flight of stone stairs is still a great harvest for me. This junior will firmly remember Senior's kindness. " After clarifying the whole story, Lin Bai clasped his hands together and said in a sincere tone.

As Lin Bai had said, although these five hundred and ninety-seven stone steps did not truly describe the complete and flawless path of the sword, whether it was the tempering of the mind or the comprehension of the Tao techniques, they were all worthy of being called precious.

After he finished speaking, Lin Bai slowly walked to the stone table. After pondering for a moment, he reached out and slowly grasped the rusted sword in his hand, then slowly walked to the top of the mountain. He looked down the mountain, his eyes slowly closed, then he lifted his hand and touched the air!

"I wonder if I will have a lucky chance in my life that will allow me to reach the same realm as that senior who created this Spirit Sword Mountain. I will be able to find the true Dao that belongs to me, comprehend the principles that belong to me, and let my family receive my protection. It was as if a wind had risen again, gently blowing on Lin Bai's body. However, that was not a wind, but a type of strange Yuan Power. When it touched Lin Bai's body, it immediately became like a spring rain that soaked into mud and nourished his body, cleansing the wounds that Lin Bai had previously suffered.

This was the question that had been plaguing Lin Bai's mind ever since his return. Although his cultivation had risen by a lot, after experiencing that battle of life and death, a layer of dust had covered his dao heart. He felt that his body had undergone some changes, and it seemed that he was using less and less of the methods of a Master Chosen.

Even Zhang Sanmeng, Chen Baian, and the others had no idea. Sometimes, Lin Bai would ask himself if he had reached his limit, if he had reached the wrong end of the path, or if he had just reached the wrong end of the path.

However, everything that had happened in the Spirit Sword Mountain today was equivalent to giving him a shot at the heart. He knew that the only way to do what he wanted was to stick to what he was holding on to. Only by doing what he wanted would he be able to touch the true Dao that belonged to him!

Only at that time would his heart be truly free and unrestrained, truly able to protect his family from disaster!

"The direction of my heart is the direction of the Great Dao, the meaning of the Great Dao! Even if there is no path that belongs to me, I will still walk it out! " After a long while, Lin Bai slowly opened his eyes. His face was filled with a relieved smile. Then, his expression suddenly became cold. Without any warning, he leaped towards the bottom of the Spirit Sword Mountain! The mountain breeze brushed against his arms. At this moment, he was like a giant bird!

Crazy! This kid was crazy! But why didn't he feel any aura of the great Dao of the sword just now? Just what had happened on top of the mountain? Looking at Lin Bai jumping down, everyone present began to ponder.

Bang! Just as his body was about to touch the solid ground beneath the mountain, Lin Bai suddenly stretched out both of his hands, and the Innate True Divine Light was abruptly released. At this moment, it was as if his body was filled with countless springs. His body first gently bounced up before gently landing on the ground. His appearance was indescribably elegant and unrestrained.

Looking at Lin Bai's expression, Tai Ah's heart ached. How he wished that the person who had jumped down from the peak of the mountain wasn't Lin Bai, but him! The smile on Lin Bai's face was like sharp nails in his eyes, causing him to feel extremely uncomfortable!

But the truth was right in front of him. The final victor was not Tai Ah, but Lin Bai! At this moment, there was only one focus on everyone, and that was not Tai Ah, but the person who had finally descended from the mountain peak, Lin Bai!