I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 41 You are here

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
Feng Xuan waited at the cave entrance for a long time, but no one responded.

Walking in a cave with dripping water.

He was constantly under the unimaginable sword intent.

If it weren't for the Gangfengyun Body, if it weren't for Feng Xuan's Tai Chi sword intent that could still dissipate some of the sharpness.

He was probably just like the corpses at the entrance of the cave, turned into pieces of meat.

Feng Xuan was amazed at the various stalactites in the cave.

"These stalactites contain a large amount of metal minerals."

"But I've never seen this metal before!"

Mountain, medicine, fortune-telling, divination, and physiognomy.

Among the five major Taoist arts, physiognomy is one.

Observe the appearance of the sky, observe the appearance of the earth, and appreciate the appearance of all living beings.

The Wudang tradition is good at observing celestial phenomena and has the method of "observing clouds and predicting phenomena".

Even so, Feng Xuan had a rough understanding of the method of observing the earth and could see the uniqueness of the Golden Light Cave.

"Hey! Madman, get out of the way!"

"I want to take the most special stalagmite!"

The arrogant voice echoed in the empty cave.

Feng Xuan took a few quick steps and saw the person who spoke.

The man was dressed in gorgeous clothes and covered in jewels.

Obviously, every piece of jewelry on the other party is extraordinary.

There was also a middle-aged man who sat quietly in front of the stalagmite, staring at the texture of the stalagmite and silently counting the dripping water drops.

He paid no attention to the young man in Chinese clothes.

The young man in fancy clothes was very displeased: "Hey! Don't think that I won't dare to attack you just because you're pretending to be crazy!"

He kicked the middle-aged man in the back, causing him to stagger.

His forehead almost hit the thick stalagmite.

Feng Xuan stepped forward quickly and stopped the young man in fancy clothes.

"Since this senior is here, if you are not the master of this mountain."

"Then this stalagmite must belong to this senior."

"Even if you have a powerful background, you shouldn't bully others like this!"

The young man in fancy clothes was very disdainful: "Bullying?"

"Today I will bully you!"

The young men started fighting after a disagreement.

There was a precious pearl in his hand, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

Whoosh!
The pearly light was like a knife, cutting right in front of him.

Feng Xuan was in this golden cave, and the spiritual energy in his body was being consumed like water flowing out of a floodgate.

Relying on the Gangfengyun body and Tai Chi sword intent to resist.

It was no longer possible to resist at this point, and with no other choice, he unsheathed the Blood-Green Wind.

With faster speed and sharper sword force, he stabbed towards the young man in gorgeous clothes.

Feng Xuan remembered the sword he used to break the passage between the two worlds in the immortal palace.

The sword is so fierce that there is no return!
The young man in gorgeous clothes had a sneer on his face, and the brilliance of the pearls became even brighter.

Feng Xuan's mouth corners also curved up.

The broken sword in the body has turned into a sword spirit and merged into the green blood and long wind.

The middle-aged man sitting in front of the stalagmite suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan had a keen sense of perception, and suddenly he felt as if something was thorning his back.

The sword of Bixue Changfeng changed its momentum, turning slowly and sluggishly, but it finally blocked his neck.

A ray of sword energy came from behind and arrived first, shattering the protective divine light of the young man in gorgeous clothes.

when!
The sword energy hit the green blood wind, creating a string of sparks.

Then he cut both sides of Feng Xuan's neck, and blood flowed everywhere.

The young man in gorgeous clothes looked at the orb in his hand in disbelief.

At this time, the "gem" was not only dim, but also had a sword hole that was transparent from front to back.

Through the sword hole, he clearly saw Feng Xuan's clothes stained.

He wanted to say something, but blood gushed out of his mouth.

The chest of the young man in gorgeous clothes is the same as the orb in his hand.

An irreparable wound has already been sustained.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Feng Xuan covered his neck, retreated out of the cave, and silently adjusted his breathing to recover from his injuries.

thump!
The body of the young man in gorgeous clothes fell out at some point.

The moment it hit the ground, it broke into pieces like other bones.

The black and white feathers of the Daomai Golden Crow flickered, turning death into life and repairing the wound on the neck.

But just as the wound healed, it was cut again by an inexplicable sword intent.

After several attempts, the sword's power dissipated slightly, but Feng Xuan's expression changed. "Is this the test from the master?"

[Sixth Transformation Divine Sword Technique of Ten Thousand Tribulations (Incomplete) (Not Yet Beginner)]
Looking at the more than a thousand spiritual energy he had left, Feng Xuan did not hesitate.

The spiritual energy that he had obtained with great difficulty by killing the monsters would probably be used up at this moment.

[Remaining Spiritual Rhythm: 1,172]
He took a long breath.

"I didn't expect that it would take me fifty years to use up my remaining sword energy, even with my exceptional swordsmanship talent."

Half Moon Cultivation at the Entrance of the Golden Light Cave.

Feng Xuan was surprised to find that he not only comprehended part of the sword intent of the Wanjie Sword Technique.

The Gangfeng Cloud Body has made considerable progress.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Feng Xuan came into the cave again and bowed to the middle-aged man.

At this moment, he was still unclear about what was going on.

The person in front of him was the peerless swordsman "Great Swordsman" mentioned by Meng Jiao.

The great swordsman, who had not spoken for many years, felt the familiar sword intent emanating from Feng Xuan.

He raised his eyes slightly, and his voice was hoarse, like the clanging of metal and stone.

"not bad!"

Whoosh!
Another sword energy shot out.

This time, Feng Xuan was prepared.

But his movements were fast and his sword energy was even faster.

Pfft!

Blood was still flowing on both sides of the neck, and he was still unable to resist.

Feng Xuan retreated to the cave entrance again and used the panel to gain insights.

This time, he consumed a full thousand points of spiritual energy and practiced for a hundred years.

Only then did he understand the meaning of the sword.

My head became dizzy and I felt top-heavy.

"Is this excessive mental exhaustion?"

"It seems that with my current level of cultivation, I am simply unable to control the complete Myriad Tribulations Sword Technique."

When I met the great swordsman again.

The great swordsman no longer paid any attention to Feng Xuan, but just stared silently at the stalagmite in front of him.

"It seems that Senior has seen my limits."

"Even if I point fingers, it's meaningless."

Feng Xuan was about to leave, but he saw an astonishing spectacle.

After sixty long years, the Leng Ao figure suddenly stood up.

The sword light flashed in the great swordsman's eyes, and he saw another world of swords.

He whispered softly, but his voice spread throughout the Golden Light Cave.

"You came!"

Feng Xuan was a little confused. Apart from the great swordsman, he was the only one in the entire Golden Light Cave.

But he knew very well that the great swordsman was not greeting him.

boom!
The earth trembled and countless stalactites shattered.

The spiritual fluid of the earth veins inside it splashed out and merged into the most special stalagmite in front of the great swordsman.

The great swordsman pointed his finger, and sword energy surged towards the stalagmite like a tide.

The stalagmite was cut by the sharp blade and gradually broke into pieces.

"This……"

Feng Xuan seemed to realize something and stared at the stalagmite intently.

A terrifying and shocking light gradually emerged from the layers of peeling stalagmites.

Even with Feng Xuan's eyesight, he could not bear the brilliance of the light, so he had to block it with his hands.

But under the illumination of the light, his body was covered with cracks as fine as a spider web.

The bright light dissipated, leaving only a Taoist sword standing in front of the great swordsman.

Feng Xuan looked at it carefully and exclaimed in admiration: "What a great sword!"

"Is this the sword of the great swordsman?"

"Compared to that purple jade magic sword, it is no less powerful!"

The great swordsman whispered again: "You... are finally here!"

He stretched out his hand and grasped the sword, not caring at all about the sharpness of the sword.

The great swordsman closed his eyes, gripped the sword tightly with both hands, and carefully felt every detail of the sword.

His blood, unknowingly, filled every inch of the Dao Sword.

"Open with blood, and tame the sword with heart."

"I'm willing to sacrifice my own hands to understand every detail of the Dao Sword."

"Is this the way of the great swordsman?"

(End of this chapter)