Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Three Daoists hold their swords, encircling the mountain, establishing Cang Mountain and subduing the turbid black Qi.

”The three Pure Yang treasures!?” Li Yishan’s heart stirred slightly, and he gazed at the ancient painting, unable to restrain his words.

”Boss, are you saying that the swords held by these three Daoists are all Pure Yang treasures?”

”Indeed!” Zhao Menglang nodded.

At these words, Zhang Fan, Li Yishan, and Meng Qiwu all revealed unusual expressions.

Within the mountains, feathered mages refine exotic treasures; as the years roll by, Spirit Treasures come into being.

Generally, the techniques of the Daoist Family can only produce so-called magical artifacts; after incense offerings for more than a hundred years, they gradually attain intelligence, and can then be termed magical treasures.

However, whether it is a Yellow Feather Treasure offered for less than three hundred years, or a Cyan Feather Treasure offered for less than eight hundred years, or even a Purple Feather Treasure worshipped for over eight centuries... these are all collectively called Feather Stream Treasures.

Above these, however, there exists the Pure Yang Treasure whose creation cannot be achieved merely by the passage of time.

Such are Supreme Treasures that only those who have stepped into the Pure Yang Wuji Realm can forge; each one possesses world-shaking power, enshrined within mountain temples, never to be revealed except in times of tribulation.

Pure Yang treasures are already rare in this world, let alone sword-shaped Pure Yang ones—those are counted on one hand throughout the land.

”The sword held by this Daoist is the Pure Yang Magic Sword, the treasure left behind by Ancestor Lv in the mortal world.”

Zhao Menglang, seeing their confusion, pointed to the Daoist with the great solar radiance behind him.

Ancestor Lv left behind the Magic Sword; Pure Yang presided over Zhenwu, thereby bestowing Zhenwu Mountain with six centuries of great fortune.

”The sword held by this Daoist is the Changchun Sword of the Qiu Family...” Zhao Menglang turned to point in another direction.

The Daoist standing in the east wielded a long sword as azure as spring, vitality swirling about him, with vibrant wildflowers under his feet.

The Changchun Magic Sword was left behind by Ancestor Qiu, thus also called Ancestor Qiu’s Sword, kept within the Qiu Family, worshipped by generations for a millennium.

Do not look down on the Qiu Family just because a Celestial Master perished in Qin Ancient Town; though wounded to the core, their foundations remain, for the clan venerates a Pure Yang treasure, the Changchun Sword.

Pure Yang experts may not arise every generation, but Pure Yang treasures can indeed be passed down through the ages.

With this sword alone, one may stand in the world for eternity, impervious to countless calamities—that too is the fortune and blessing brought by the ancestral master for posterity.

”As for this Daoist over here...”

Zhao Menglang turned and pointed to the Daoist standing by the Western Mountain.

”Taiyi Sword!”

Meng Qiwu blurted out, her expression tightening as she looked upon the Daoist, noticing a faint phantom of a towering mountain behind him, shaped like a celestial pillar, imposing as Zhongnan.

”Meng, your sight is quite sharp.” Zhao Menglang looked deeply at Meng Qiwu, then nodded slightly.

”Taiyi—Innate Spiritual Essence, Celestial Capital Venerable God...” Li Yishan intoned solemnly.

It is well known that the main peak of Zhongnan Mountain is Taiyi Peak, wherein resides a venerable magic sword, offered incense since the time of Chongyang, venerated by generations of Quanzhen, with the passage of endless years.

That magic sword is the renowned Taiyi Sword, and among these three great Pure Yang treasures, it is the most celebrated.

”Pure Yang!”

”Changchun!”

”Taiyi!”

Zhang Fan gazed at this marvelous ancient painting, staring at the three shadowy Daoists within it, and at the swords in their hands, his expression growing more peculiar.

”Three great Pure Yang Magic Swords—many will not even have heard of them in their entire lives.”

”Naturally.” Zhao Menglang nodded.

Pure Yang treasures are the foundation of a sect or mountain; sword-shaped ones in all the world are few and far between.

The sword is master of slaughter; by this principle alone, sword-shaped Pure Yang treasures are naturally far mightier than those of other forms.

”From what I know, among Pure Yang treasures, those that take sword form number scarcely more than the fingers on two hands...” Zhao Menglang, widely learned, spoke at length.

For example, the Xu Ancestor Sword of the Xu Family and the Laojun Sword of Laojun Mountain both belong to the Pure Yang class.

”Of course, among magic swords under heaven, the greatest remains the Three-Five Sword of Dragon Tiger Mountain!” Zhao Menglang’s tone suddenly shifted.

In antiquity, Dragon Tiger Mountain’s founding patriarch, Daoist Ancestor Zhang Daoling, reached enlightenment at He Ming Mountain, wherein he received from Taishang Laojun the Celestial Book and Pill Scroll, and was further bestowed Talisman, Sword, and Seal—the three treasures.

Of these, the bestowed magic sword is famed as the greatest sword under heaven—the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Dual Divine Swords, also known as the Three-Five Evil Slayer, the Three-Five Sword, Female and Male Swords, Celestial Master Sword, and Yin Yang Sword.

Legend has it, in the first Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples, Zhang Daoling defeated all the world’s demonic ghosts, sealing the Six Celestial Ghost Gods within the Ghost-Exorcising Well at He Ming Mountain, using the Yin Sword to confine them.

As for the Yang Sword, it remained passed down through the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family as the sword of the clan leader.

”That is truly the undisputed number-one sword under heaven; with the power of the Yang Sword alone, it surpasses all, rendering all other treasures pallid.” Li Yishan intoned gravely.

”Regrettably, over eighty years ago, during the Great Tribulation of the Daoist Sect, the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family split between North and South...” Zhao Menglang lamented.

”It is said the Three Treasures passed down by Dao Ancestor fell into the hands of South Zhang.”

At these words, Li Yishan glanced purposefully at Zhang Fan.

It is precisely because the Southern Zhang lineage inherited the ancestral master’s Three Treasures that they have always been regarded as the orthodox lineage of the Zhang Family.

”After the Southern Zhang lineage vanished, the whereabouts of the Dao Ancestor’s Three Treasures became unknown, but...” Zhao Menglang paused, subconsciously glancing at the shop entrance—seeing no one about, he lowered his voice.

”Some years back, I heard a northern business acquaintance say that the Yang God Celestial City Treasure Seal of the Zhang Family now resides with the Northern Zhang lineage.”

The Daoist Sect’s Three Treasures: Sword, Talisman, Seal.

The Zhang Family’s Three Treasures, each one peerless in its era.

The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Dual Divine Swords need no further elaboration; this sword aligns with the Three-Five number, Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, Five Qi Chaoyuan, transcending the Three-Five Transformation, attaining the rank of Earthly Immortal.

The world says this sword contains the arts of the immortals.

Aside from this, the other two treasures of the Zhang Family, Seal and Talisman, are the Yang God Celestial City Treasure Seal and the Supreme Alliance Authority Talisman.