The Legend of Futian Chapter 1914 Musical Notes on a Mountain Side

Chapter 1914 Musical Notes on a Mountain Side

In front of the Sword Peak, Ye Futian sat cross-legged. There were no longer any cultivators on the nine stone platforms.
With Ye Futian present, no one was qualified to step onto the stone platforms to cultivate. Everything that had occurred caused the other cultivators to know their limits. Getting on a stone platform to cultivate would just be embarrassing themselves.
Many people had left before this. Yet, many stayed behind and watched Ye Futian cultivate.
As time passed by slowly, they saw the Sword Peak light up once again with brilliant light. The nine swords circled Ye Futian, and an illusory figure could faintly be seen practicing his swordplay on the Sword Peak. However, this all appeared somewhat ethereal and did not seem real.
Right now, Ye Futian's eyes were tightly shut. He was resonating with the Sword Peak. The Sword Will flowed over his body. It seemed as though the Sword Will on his body was the Sword Will flowing over the Sword Peak.
An image appeared in his mind. In the vast space, he stood there alone. He swung the sword in his hand again and again. Each sword form was different. After countless swings, the nine forms seemed to merge into one, becoming one sword.
Once this sword was swung, tens of thousands of sword shadows appeared. In the sky, many sword-shaped paths appeared. Some were fast, and some were slow. Each path was different. Yet, the frightening sword shadows pierced the space. When the sword shadows became one, the tens of thousands of sword shadows formed one sword. This sword seemed capable of decimating all things.
Right then, terrifying sword light that pierced the heavens appeared on the Sword Peak. The cultivator felt their hearts suddenly tremble. They then looked at Ye Futian. They also saw a beam of sword light on Ye Futian's figure. It headed straight towards the Sword Peak. In between Ye Futian and the Sword Peak, many silhouettes of himself appeared. Each silhouette seemed to stab out with a sword.
Rumble.
A terrifying thunderclap exploded, seemingly tearing the heavens and earth apart. The next moment, the cultivators astonishingly discovered that the Sword Peak had already been shattered. Only a beam of sky-piercing Sword Will was being radiated.
Ye Futian, who was initially sitting there, had disappeared from his original spot. When the crowd caught sight of him again, he was on top of the shattered Sword Peak, standing among the Sword Will that pierced the sky. It was as though the moment the sword appeared, his person had become a sword and followed the sword as it moved. Even some upper-level Renhuangs had not managed to see this clearly.
It was so powerful. Was this the ultimate sword form left on the Sword Peak? The crowd was astonished. Ye Futian was undergoing a baptism by the Sword Will as he was bathed in sword light. The Sword Will seemed to want to merge with him completely.
His entire person seemed to have become an extremely sharp sword. He was indestructible and was omnipotent.
"The Sword Peak actually shattered. No one has managed to do so in so many years. This Sword Peak has always been here. Now, it has been shattered," someone mumbled while lamenting the fact.
"I have come here four times before. Across 30 years, this Sword Peak has always been here. Every time I come to Eastern Deity Island, I will come here to comprehend the Sword Will. After many years, I have eventually comprehended seven of the nine Sword Wills. I initially thought that in another 20 years, I might have a chance to comprehend all the Sword Wills on the Sword Peak. I never imagined that one person would make my decades of effort seem like a joke in one attempt," an elder muttered. He continued, "I am ashamed."
"We are all the same. We met ten years ago," another elder spoke up. He sighed. His heart was heavy with emotions.
They never imagined that one day the fateful encounters of the Great Path passed down in this place would collapse. Future generations would no longer be able to comprehend them.
This lower-level Renhuang had mastered and inherited the Sword Wills in less than a day.
"I really want to know what kind of sword it is. A prominent swordsman left it behind. If one can successfully comprehend it, their combat ability will certainly increase. This person has inherited the Sword Will. His swordsmanship will most likely be several times more powerful than before."
The crowd frantically discussed this. They were excited to see a monstrous swordsman appear on Eastern Deity Island, yet they had also lost a fateful encounter of swordsmanship. It had been destroyed forever. This fellow had extraordinary talent, but he also destroyed a relic of the Great Path and reaped the benefits alone. He was truly a b*stard.
Yet, they also wanted to be him. Unfortunately, they were unable to replicate his success.
Ye Futian's body radiated with brilliant sword light. It did so for a long while before gradually dimming. He opened his eyes. Sharp swords seemed to shoot out from his eyes. The humming of swords sounded.
One sword had nine forms, and nine swords merged into one. No one knew what sword style this technique was from.
This sword style could ignore spatial distance and kill in an instant. With the essence of his sword forms, Ye Futian could slay his opponents with just a thought. He would name the sword style Avici then.
Ye Futian thought to himself, coming up with a name for the sword style.
Unending Void, Fleeting, and Avici. These three sword styles had extraordinary power, and Ye Futian's accomplishments in swordsmanship were constantly improving.
If Fleeting Divine Sword was combined with Avici, its power might be even more devastating. By combining long-distance and close-quarter attacks, they would certainly become terrifying swords that would massacre their opponents.
Ye Futian looked at the Sword Peak that had disappeared. He then turned towards the crowd. Seeing that the crowd had their gazes focused on him, he could not help but laugh wryly. He said, "Apologies, the Sword Peak shattered on its own!"
Shattered on its own...
The crowd looked at Ye Futian. When they saw that this fellow was apologizing with an innocent face, they really wanted to beat him up.
Would the Sword Peak shatter on its own?
It was naturally because of Ye Futian's cultivation. Yet, what could they say when Ye Futian was the one who comprehended the Sword Will in the Sword Peak and obtained the fateful encounter of the Great Path?
They could only sigh.
Ye Futian returned to Xia Qingyuan and the rest of the group. Emperor Helian and Beigong Ao also smiled as they looked at Ye Futian. This fellow could have just cultivated on his own. Now, he had even robbed others of the opportunity to cultivate.
"You are too cruel," Beigong Ao stated.
"I was just cultivating on my own," Ye Futian said as he shrugged.
"Hmm. You cultivated on your own but caused others to no longer have a place to cultivate. Fortunately, you only destroyed this Sword Peak, and there are many more fateful encounters of the Great Path in the Illusory Sky Domain. The rest can try their luck elsewhere," Beigong Ao continued.
Ye Futian nodded and said, "We should also try our luck elsewhere."
"Hmm." The rest of the group nodded in agreement and left. Ye Futian expanded his will, enveloping the vast space. He wanted to find places suitable for them to cultivate in, and that had fateful encounters of the Great Path that they required.
Ye Futian's group very quickly arrived at another location. Similarly, there were a lot of people standing around the space. Their gazes were fixed on something ahead.
Before the crowd was a huge mountainside. On a cliff, golden characters were carved into the rock. They were obscure and seemed to be written in a special language. Yet, by standing there, one could sense Sanskrit chanting of the Great Path coming from it. It gave off intense pressure.
"These are teachings of Buddhist techniques?" Ye Futian said when he sensed the will behind these characters. This power appeared to be the handiwork of Buddhists.
From the looks of it, Buddhist cultivators had also previously come to Eastern Deity Island to seek pills. This proved how terrifying the influence of Supreme Deity Donglai was back in the day.
"There is some text to the side," Xia Qingyuan exclaimed as she looked at the lower right corner of the cliff face. There was a line of characters carved into the rockface. Ye Futian turned his gaze towards the text. As expected, these golden characters were left behind by a Buddhist monk. He had suffered a severe injury of the Great Path and hence, had come to seek medication. Supreme Deity Donglai had cured his injuries of the Great Path. So, the Buddhist monk had left behind a set of teachings of Buddhist techniques here as a form of thanks.
There were many people quietly comprehending the characters. Ye Futian saw a woman with extraordinary temperament sitting cross-legged among them. Many Buddhist runes were circling her body, causing her figure to be surrounded by the Light of Buddha. She seemed divine and undefilable.
Ye Futian looked towards the obscure characters. He faintly felt as though the characters were not text.
Aura of the Great Path emanated from his body. He could feel the golden characters on the cliff face more vividly. His gaze became deep beyond comparison. He could see through all falsehoods.
Immediately, the characters seemed to leap up and present themselves before him.
Musical notes.
Ye Futian exclaimed internally. As expected, these characters were not characters but instead were musical notes.
The teachings left on the cliff face were for a musical technique. People who did not cultivate the Way of Rhythm would most likely find it difficult to comprehend anything. They would not be able to make any head or tail out of it.
"Why is it that I cannot make out anything from this?" Beigong Shuang mumbled. Before this, she could still somewhat understand the Sword Will of the Sword Peak. However, she could not make out what was on this cliff face at all.
"It is normal for you not to be able to understand," someone to the side said with a smile. How many people could understand what they were seeing?
"It is the same for me," Beigong Ao confessed. Beigong Shuang nodded her head slightly. So even her father could not understand. Then, this technique must certainly be exceptional. She wondered whether Ye Futian could understand it.
She looked ahead and saw Ye Futian standing there. He said, "This is the Way of Rhythm. It is normal if you do not understand."
"The Way of Rhythm?" Beigong Shuang asked as she revealed a strange look. "Do these characters talk about a musical technique?"
"These are not characters. They are musical notes. If you are not a cultivator of this sort of Way, it will be difficult for you to comprehend anything. You all do not need to comprehend it," Ye Futian said. Beigong Shuang nodded her head. She looked at Ye Futian, somewhat speechless. Before this, Ye Futian had played a song on a guqin on Wutong Island. From the looks of it, he was well-versed in the Way of Rhythm as expected.
A few silhouettes behind the female Renhuang turned their gazes towards Ye Futian and said, "It is you."
"Do you all recognize me?" Ye Futian asked.
"We met in the Penglai Deity Region," the person said with a smile. Before this, when a dispute erupted between Ye Futian and Jun Qiuyan in the Penglai Deity Region, they were all present.
Ye Futian did not say anything.
"I was just thinking of him, and he has come," the person spoke again. Ye Futian frowned. Within the range of his will, a vast group of silhouettes was approaching them. At the same time, a cold will immediately descended upon him, containing a murderous intent.
Ye Futian did not turn around, but he naturally knew who had come. It was Jun Qiuyan.
Jun Qiuyan had brought along many people. Before this, he had exchanged many Eastern Deity Tokens. Hence, there were countless cultivators on his side. When they arrived, the large group of cultivators caused the other cultivators here to feel pressured!