Chapter 159 Breakthrough in Kung Fu
"Elder Yin Wuqing is here!" The disciples of Tianjian Sect were delighted. Yin Wuqing was the pillar of the sect, and his strength even made Guo Cheng of the War God Temple fear him.
His safety was related to the honor and disgrace of the sect. Fortunately, he was safe and sound, and the elders were relieved.
Shangguan Jiannan kept his feet on the ground, took a long breath, felt the mountain breeze blowing on his face, and felt relaxed and happy.
Looking around, he saw people in purple robes and an atmosphere full of surprise, and he felt as if he were in another world.
Beside the Cloud Piercing Shuttle, everyone was looking forward to the situation changing.
Yin Wuqing's figure suddenly appeared in the air and slowly descended.
There was some joy on everyone's face.
Shangguan Jiannan walked leisurely towards the Tianjian Sect's gathering point.
Facing the strange looks from everyone, he simply smiled indifferently and then stood quietly aside.
"Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, set off."
Before he finished his words, Yin Wuqing's thunderous roar resounded through the sky, and his figure appeared in front of everyone.
The disciples were extremely excited and responded one after another, then they rose up and leaped onto the magnificent Cloud Piercing Shuttle.
Shangguan Jiannan's expression changed slightly, he looked into the distance, feeling a myriad of emotions in his heart.
Then, he flashed and boarded the Cloud Piercing Shuttle in a few instants.
"Finally, the journey home has begun."
On the deck of the shuttle, Shangguan Jiannan showed a hint of joy on his face as he watched the disciples boarding one after another.
He stood with his hands behind his back, at the very front, and Yin Wuqing's stern figure became the focus of everyone's attention.
The deck was empty and the number of disciples had dropped sharply compared to when they came, which made Shangguan Jiannan feel melancholy.
The road of a warrior is full of dangers, and every struggle and battle may become the prelude to eternal farewell.
The disciples were in heavy hearts. Recalling the joyful laughter at the start of their journey, they felt sad when they compared the loneliness at the moment.
All that is left is the tablet in the ancestral hall for future generations to remember them.
"Let's go!" Yin Wuqing's low and powerful command sounded, accompanied by a roar. The Cloud Piercing Shuttle trembled, pushed away the surrounding air currents, slowly rose into the air, and finally turned into a black light, piercing through the clouds and splitting the rocks, and rushing straight into the sky.
The sky is clear and white clouds are lingering, like a fairyland, and the fresh air is refreshing.
After flying day and night, when the first ray of sunlight shines on the earth, the Cloud Piercing Shuttle has already shuttled through the sea of clouds, rushing towards home.
The Cloud Piercing Shuttle appeared majestically above the Tianjian Sect, causing shock throughout the sect.
Thousands of disciples gathered in the square, looking up at the purple-robed figure with expectant joy on their faces.
This is a role model in everyone's heart, a master on the sect's elite list who has returned in glory from the netherworld.
Sect leader Long Qianshan, along with all the elders, inner and outer sect disciples, gathered in the square to welcome them.
The scene was spectacular and exciting, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement.
The Cloud-Piercing Shuttle passed through the clouds, descended with the wind, and finally landed steadily in the center of the square, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Yin Wuqing had an expressionless face. He jumped out first and floated down slowly in the air.
Afterwards, several figures followed closely behind, and the sound of breaking wind came one after another, echoing throughout the square.
In the crowded square, as the heroes arrived, there were bursts of deafening cheers that went straight into the sky, as if they could shake the clouds in the sky.
"This grand occasion is truly unprecedented."
Shangguan Jiannan kept his feet on the ground and looked around at the crowd, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.
In the inner courtyard of Tianjian Sect, Shangguan Jiannan sat alone in the main hall. After seeing off the guests, he looked a little tired. He breathed in and out slowly and sat in the chair.
"Social engagements are indeed tiring."
He patted his sore back, feeling a little emotional.
After returning from the Netherworld, everyone in the Tianjian Sect was delighted, and his fellow disciples all became prominent figures.
Although Shangguan Jiannan tried his best to avoid trouble, he could not refuse his close friends such as Jiang Ruyue, Jiang Feng, Shidong, etc., and it was another happy gathering.
The guests had left, the hall was empty, Shangguan Jiannan exhaled again, and after a short rest, he walked into the secret room with slightly anxious steps.
Sitting quietly in the room, he closed his eyes and concentrated, entering a mysterious state.
The secret room was filled with spiritual energy, which was not inferior to the Netherworld. Warmth flowed throughout the body, and Shangguan Jiannan couldn't help but hum a low sound due to the indescribable numbness.
The warm current gathered in Dantian and turned into rolling spiritual energy that flowed endlessly. He was immersed in this tranquility.
Suddenly, Shangguan Jiannan let out a long roar, and white mist swept around like waves.
His eyes suddenly opened, a gleam of light flashed.
"Finally a breakthrough."
He showed a look of joy. His journey to the Netherworld and his own cultivation complemented each other. After returning to the sect for a few days, he leapt to the middle stage of Sword King. Although he was surprised, he was also happy. It was really a natural outcome.
This battle not only allowed him to obtain secret treasures and learn new skills, but more importantly, it improved his cultivation, which was a priceless treasure.
The insights accumulated from the battle experience finally came to fruition at this moment, breaking through the bottleneck. Shangguan Jiannan just smiled indifferently, secretly happy in his heart: "After returning this time, many disciples will surely be able to get promoted as they wish."
Everyone gained something from the journey to the underworld.
He waved his hand lightly, and dark green spiritual energy leapt up on it, instantly cutting through the void, leaving behind a light sound and a faint shadow.
"Yeyou Wuying Mentality, peak of the third level, not bad."
Looking at the shallow mark, Shangguan Jiannan was quite satisfied.
The long sword was unsheathed and danced rapidly in the air, with clear and crisp sounds continuing in the ears until it returned to silence after dozens of breaths.
The sword was sheathed, and dozens of transparent reddish leaves floated in the air, lingering.
"The seventh move of the Tianxuan Sword Technique, Xuanhuo Purgatory, I have already understood its essence."
He suddenly squatted down and pushed his feet, causing the floor to shake slightly. His figure then moved like lightning, leaving a trail of blurry afterimages in the secret room before eventually disappearing.
"Shadow Escape Technique, significant improvement."
A few minutes later, Shangguan Jiannan stopped, sweating profusely, with surprise flashing in his eyes.
Among his many skills, the improvement in Shadow Escape Technique was the most significant. This escape technique was frequently used in the netherworld. After careful contemplation, he actually comprehended the fourth level - Shadow Escape and Return to the True Self. This made him unable to hide his excitement.
"The trip to the Netherworld was very fruitful and well worth it."
Shangguan Jiannan sat weakly on the floor of the secret room, but his face could not hide his surprise.
His gaze then focused on the Sky-Slaying Sword not far away. The sword was simple and unpretentious, with a faint glow flowing on its surface, quietly illuminating the dark space.
He sighed softly, feeling thankful: "It is a blessing that the Heaven-Slaying Sword is not lost."
He was well aware of the power of this sword. Even Guo Polu was jealous of it. Its rarity was self-evident. It was the best among the secret treasures.
Then, he waved his hand and several items appeared before his eyes. They were all obtained from the exploration of the netherworld. He generously donated most of his skills and secret treasures to the sect, leaving only a few for his own personal collection.
In his memory, there is a diagram of the Heavenly Dao that he comprehended from the palace murals; in a golden storage ring, there are Yuanling Pills, sword techniques, and formation books that came from underground skeletal remains; there are also iron scrolls and several musical instruments that were obtained from the ancestors' legacy in the mountains.
Now, the only eye-catching item in front of him is the Slaying Heaven Sword, and the rest are a ring, two secret books, an iron book and several old musical instruments.
He waved his hand lightly, and the musical instruments were put away. It was obvious that he did not like them. The journey to the netherworld was urgent, and he had no time to study them in detail.
Relaxing himself, Shangguan Jiannan examined these treasures one by one.