Chapter 302 Qing Wan
In fact, the so-called Xijian Pond is not far from the Daping Dam where Shen Haodeng came up, and it takes about a stick of incense to walk a small path close to the mountain wall.
And it's not as mysterious as imagined, it's just a stone pit with a radius of less than ten feet, with some water in it, facing north, there is a stone platform where one person sits, and there is an inscription on the mountain wall behind the stone platform: Washing the sword pool.
If it is said that the word "Changbai" at the mountain gate would make Shen Hao's eyes sting and dare not look at it for a long time, then the word "Xianjianchi" is even more powerful, and there is no need to look at it at all. , Just within ten feet away, there is a strange pain of being pricked on the skin.
"Is this also sword intent?" Shen Hao turned his head to look at Nie Yun beside him in amazement. Only then did he realize that Nie Yun's face had changed from his usual calm and breezy look to a very serious one, and there was still a faint aura rising from his body as if he was trying to resist.
"That's right, it's also a sword intent, and it's a very powerful sword intent. Somewhat like the meaning of "Sword Fusheng" in the legend."
Jian Fusheng?
Shen Hao didn't understand these things, but the disciple of Chang Baifeng who was leading the way said proudly: "Deacon Nie is really knowledgeable, the word "Xianjianchi" is exactly what my ancestor left after he realized the sword. , after thousands of years, the above sword intent is still unabated, it is the sublime state of sword cultivation "Sword Fusheng"!"
And Nie Yun continued to explain to Shen Hao: "I'm not a sword cultivator and I can't tell you exactly what kind of state the so-called Jian Fusheng is, but the characteristic of Jian Fusheng is one sentence: where the sword's intention lies, all living beings are sad." V."
Where the sword intent lies, all living beings are sad? !
Are you so arrogant?
Shen Hao was speechless when he heard it, but at the same time he also wondered, he just felt as if he was being pricked all over his body, and it wasn't to the point where "everything is in mourning", right?
The disciple of Chang Baifeng next to him said again: "This is just a remnant of the sword intent on the stone carving, if this kind of sword intent is deliberately urged, few people will be able to come to the sword washing pool.
If the two of you are interested, you can go to the Sword Enlightenment Platform in front of you to calm down and concentrate, so that you can more directly understand the meaning of the sword in the words. If the chance is good enough, you may be able to realize the mystery. "
Nie Yun looked at this Chang Baifeng disciple with a half-smile and said, "If that's the case, then why do you show these treasures for outsiders to visit? Or do you Chang Baifeng don't care about this "opportunity" anymore? "
"Hehe, Deacon Nie, the reason why opportunities are so rare is that it varies from person to person. The Sword Washing Pond is here. Who can benefit and who can only stare blankly. Doesn't it all depend on the word "fate"? Daqing, if it were not like this, such a treasure land would not be shown to others."
In other words, this Sword Washing Pond is considered a "welfare" that Chang Bofeng provided to treat guests?
There is this possibility. But Nie Yun smiled but couldn't deny it. Shen Hao next to him insisted on talking less, thinking more, and watching more. Anyway, he didn't understand. If you say what you say, I'll just read it.
Nie Yun walked around the Sword Washing Pond, not knowing what he was thinking. He walked to the stone platform, which is the Sword Enlightenment Platform mentioned by Chang Baifeng's disciples just now, and instead of going up, he stood on the side, facing He carved words on the three stones, and just closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something?
"Tsk tsk, Deacon Nie really deserves to be one of the Jingxi Twin Eagles, and he can directly comprehend the sword intent carved in stone. This kind of soul strength is really terrifying!"
Hearing the sighs of Chang Baifeng's disciples, Shen Hao still didn't say a word, but he said in his heart: "Oh! It turns out that the perception of sword intent is linked to the strength of the soul?"
I don't know if he was caught in the concentration, Nie Yun's breath became more and more low, it seemed that he was not going to get out of it for a short time. Shen Hao hastened to get closer, keeping an eye on his surroundings. Seeing this scene, Chang Baifeng's disciples frowned, but they didn't say anything.
Because it was early on the mountain, when Nie Yun was immersed in the feeling, there was actually no one else around except Shen Hao and a few disciples of Chang Baifeng, but gradually there were more people around, and Chang Bai who led Shen Hao and the two came. It's impossible for disciple Feng to wait all the time, and after he made a confession, he went to greet others.
Half an hour later, Nie Yun still hadn't come out of his comprehension, and many monks from other sects came to Xijian Pond to visit.
But fortunately, Nie Yun's reputation coupled with Shen Hao's cold-faced attitude of keeping strangers away is enough to dissuade those who want to get close.
However, not everyone is so generous.
Just an hour after Nie Yun entered the state of enlightenment, there was a burst of noise outside the Sword Washing Pond.
A woman with a long skirt and a graceful figure walked into the Sword Washing Pool surrounded by a group of handsome male monks.
Shen Hao heard others call this woman: Fairy Qingwan.
Looking at the emblem on the woman's waist, Shen Hao's heart trembled. He never thought that he would see this kind of sect emblem in Jingxi.
It was a brass-colored hexagonal emblem with a mountain relief as a background, and an open book in the middle of the relief.
Seeing this emblem, Shen Hao understood why so many monks, including high-ranking monks from Chang Baifeng, all followed this woman with an attitude like holding the moon, and called them "fairies".
Fairy, not a female monk can be called a fairy, generally speaking, it is a respectful title for young and high-status female monks.
With such a name, the identity of this woman is naturally not simple: Wanjuan Shushan, one of the only two super sects in Jingjiu Dynasty.
As he got closer, Shen Hao found that this woman was probably not a good looking woman, but her real age was probably much younger than him, and she looked less than twenty years old.
And next to this woman was an old woman who kept her body bent so she couldn't see it, but Shen Hao always avoided looking at her when he saw her, as if subconsciously wanting to avoid the old woman.
Originally, Shen Hao didn't plan to take the lead. He cowardly protected Nie Yun and waited for Nie Yun to come out of his comprehension. I spoke.
"This fairy, please stay a little longer. My senior brother is feeling the sword intent here, and it is inconvenient to be disturbed now, so I ask the fairy to make it easier." Shen Hao came out and stood on the edge of the sword washing pool, the only road leading to Wujiantai and On the cobblestone road in the direction of Nie Yun, he folded his hands for convenience.
If it were another sect, the personable monks who followed this "Fairy Qingwan" must have already opened their mouths to drive them away, and the high-ranking monks from Chang Baifeng who came with them would have to coordinate and let "Fairy Qingwan" Priority is not out of the question.
However, the people who came over could ignore Shen Hao who was standing in the middle, but they couldn't ignore Nie Yun who was behind Shen Hao who was closing his eyes and feeling comprehension.
Nie Yun, one of the Jingxi double eagles, is a representative figure of the Guishan monastery, and there are not many people who dare to drive him away in the Jingxi territory.
However, the fact that others dare not, does not mean that this "Fairy Qingwan" dare not.
"The sword intent here is "Jian Fusheng". He has a good cultivation but he still can't realize it. It's just a waste of time. Call him out and don't get in my way."