Volume 12 is missing Chapter 30: There is More Than One Sword Hidden (Part 1)
"That's my home." Zang Xiaojian pointed at the ancient city and quickly took Lu Qingshan to the ancient city.
Lu Qingshan calmed down his excited mood and followed Zang Xiaojian's pace.
——It was only now that he realized that Zang Xiaojian's cultivation had leaped from the Foundation Establishment Stage when they parted that year to the Tribulation Crossing Stage, which was on par with him.
As for the specific level of calamity, it is impossible to perceive it accurately.
How is this possible?
The reason why his cultivation level improved so quickly was because of "Deep Blue", so what about Zang Xiaojian?
What did Zang Xiaojian rely on to achieve such a huge improvement in his cultivation?
The moment the question arose, Lu Qingshan had the answer in his mind.
The magical power of the Tibetan people...is actually related to improving one's cultivation?
In twenty years, from building the foundation to overcoming the tribulation, a total of six major realms have been crossed. Even if there are definitely limitations that he has not yet known and a huge price that is bound to exist, this miracle still seems too powerful?
Zang Xiaojian fell in front of the city wall of the ancient city.
This ancient city is not particularly magnificent, but it is quaint and full of ancient charm. It obviously has a very long history and a sense of heaviness.
On the city gate tower, there are three large, skinny but sharp characters: Jingjian City.
It looks as if it were carved with a sword.
"Is this the ancestral city of your Tibetan people?" Lu Qingshan asked.
"Tibetan?" Zang Xiaojian was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, thought about it carefully, and replied: "That's also possible."
"As expected, they are one of the seven immortal clans." Lu Qingshan sighed in his heart.
Such an ancient city, sitting high in the sky and overlooking all living beings, even though not big, has an appearance and grandeur that is absolutely unmatched by other cities.
Through this corner, you can feel the glory and power of the Tibetan people.
Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian followed Zang Xiaojian into the city through the city gate.
Unexpectedly, the internal structure of Jingjian City is quite unique.
The streets in the city are very wide and paved with extremely simple basalt. The buildings on both sides of the streets are not densely packed, and are even somewhat scattered and far apart, giving a feeling of not interfering with each other.
The most peculiar thing is the style of the buildings in the city. Not only are they all built with obsidian, but at the top of the building, there is also a magical weapon like a "needle" made of black iron.
Under the effect of this magic weapon, the thunder on the top of the mountain was drawn down a little, and there were tiny but endless electric snakes hovering above it, moving non-stop.
"Lightning rod," Zang Xiaojian saw the surprise in Lu Qingshan's eyes and introduced it to Lu Qingshan with a smile, "It is a magical weapon that almost everyone in Jingjian City has one."
"It can guide the thunder gathered on the mountain top, and then pull it down and merge into the smelting room below. Everyone uses the power of thunder to refine weapons," Zang Xiaojian clapped his hands and said to Lu Qingshan, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that 99% of the cultivators in our Jingjian City are weapon refiners."
Jingjian City is actually a city for refining weapons?
This was something Lu Qingshan had never expected.
"Well, it would be more appropriate to call him a sword refiner," Zang Xiaojian thought for a moment, and added, "Because most of the weapon refiners in the city are good at sword refining."
"Why is this?" Lu Qingshan was puzzled.
In the Sky of Heaven, there are similar weapon-refining sects and cities, but there is definitely no situation like Jingjian City where most weapon refiners specialize in swords.
After all, there are so many types of magical instruments.
"Because my ancestors liked swords and designated swords as island weapons, everyone started to refine swords." Zang Xiaojian said as a matter of course.
"Your family... has a high status in Lingye Island?" Lu Qingshan asked tentatively. Even at this moment, he still didn't think of any possibility. He just suspected that Zang Xiaojian's family was a prominent family among the Tibetans.
But Zang Xiaojian didn't think too much about it and said casually: "The entire Lingye Island is my home."
"What?" Lu Qingshan almost dropped his jaw in shock.
He thought that the ranch and medicine garden belonging to Zang Xiaojian's family that he had seen before were already exaggerated, but he didn't expect that this was just a corner of the area. The real territory of Zang Xiaojian's family was actually the entire Lingye Island?
Lu Qingshan finally reacted gradually. He hesitated for a moment and asked again: "How many people are there in your family?"
Zang Xiaojian counted on his fingers, "My father, my mother, and me, a total of three people."
"No more?"
“No more.”
Even Lu Qingshan, who had seen many big scenes, was still shocked at this moment.
Who would have thought that the Tibetans, one of the seven immortal tribes and the most mysterious, actually only have three people in total?
It can't even be called a tribe.
"Who are the other people on the island?" Lu Qingshan looked around. There were many cultivators in Jingjian City alone, at least over ten thousand. Adding what he had seen along the way, there was no doubt that Lingye Island was extremely prosperous.
"The vast majority of them are my family's servants, and some are my family's vassal families."
“…”
Lu Qingshan looked Zang Xiaojian up and down for several times until Zang Xiaojian felt a little embarrassed. "What's wrong?"
"I just didn't expect your family to be so 'rich'." Lu Qingshan said.
Zang Xiaojian didn't think too much about it.
Many things no longer seem precious once you get used to them.
It's just like love.
…
As the host, Zang Xiaojian was very aware of being a tour guide and took Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian to visit the "attractions" in Jingjian City.
The attractions ahead are unremarkable.
For example, one of the "attractions" is called Tongtianbei. It is said that the ancestors of the Tibetans climbed here and thought the location was excellent, so they erected a stone tablet here. Later, the monks on the island built Jingjian City with this tablet as the center.
People in later generations named this stone tablet Tongtian Stele to commemorate the ancestors of the Tibetans.
The story sounds very mysterious, but if you discard these stories, this Tongtian Tablet is actually just a broken stone tablet...
However, the last "attraction" is very interesting.
It's called... Jiange.
A loft displaying replicas of many famous swords.
"These are all imitations of famous swords made by the swordsmiths on Lingye Island. For the swordsmiths on the island, being able to forge a magic sword included in the Sword Pavilion is their highest honor and pursuit." After bringing Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian into the pavilion, Zang Xiaojian began to introduce.
Lu Qingshan had no idea how the replicas of the famous swords in Jiange were ranked.
But as a sword cultivator, he has a natural liking for famous swords. Even if it is just a replica, Lu Qingshan is very interested in it.
The Sword Pavilion was designed with great care, and each replica of a famous sword was placed on a distinctive sword rack.
After the sword stands, there will be a scroll introducing the maker of the sword, as well as the name and magical features of the sword.
Linglong is a pseudo-Daoist weapon made by sword refiner Su Xiu. It is made of Linglong jade found in the crystal jade vein of Tingting Mountain . It has eight sides and is exquisitely carved.
Young Phoenix, a pseudo-Tao weapon, was made by sword refiner Lü Dantian. The main material was 8,000-year-old phoenix wood... When the sword was completed, there was a sound of a phoenix...
The Dragon Subduing Wood, a pseudo-Taoist weapon, was made by sword refiner Cui Mei...
…
It can be seen that the famous swords that can be placed on the Sword Pavilion are all pseudo-Taoist weapons.
Lu Qingshan took a quick look and roughly counted, and found that there were seventy-three replicas of famous swords displayed in the Sword Pavilion.
What does this mean?
This means that a total of seventy-three pseudo-Taoist weapons were found on Lingye Island!
What a terrifying number.
Even in the Sword Sect, which is the number one sword-cultivating sect of the human race, the number of pseudo-Dao swords within the sect has never reached this number.
This is not the ancestral land of Tibetans, it should be called the Holy Land of Sword Cultivators!
Lu Qingshan sighed in his heart.
"Are there so many sword cultivators on the island who can digest these famous swords?" After looking at these imitations, they left the Sword Pavilion. On the way, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but ask again.
A good horse deserves a good saddle, and a famous sword is even more magical.
These famous swords are so magical that they will certainly not easily recognize their masters.
But what is the point of the creation of these famous swords if no one uses them?
Swords are for killing, not for collection.
"There are no sword cultivators on Lingye Island," Zang Xiaojian said, "but none of these famous swords are covered in dust."
"You're not a swordsman?" Lu Qingshan asked in surprise. He didn't expect Zang Xiaojian to say that.
"Although I know most of the skills of the Sword Cultivator Association, I am indeed not a sword cultivator." Zang Xiaojian did not lie to Lu Qingshan on this point.
Lu Qingshan wanted to ask something when an ancient building that was completely different from the other obsidian buildings came into view.
A man and woman who looked like a couple were standing at the gate looking at them.
The two men were dressed simply and elegantly, with smiles on their faces, but Lu Qingshan vaguely felt that the man's smile was a little stiff.
"Dad, Mom!" Zang Xiaojian pointed at Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian and said excitedly to the couple, "These are my friends."
The young woman glanced at Qin Yitian, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and then she set her gaze on Lu Qingshan and smiled softly, "What's your name?"
"Lu Qingshan."
