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As Lu Yunsheng clenched his hands, the sword threads instantly merged into one, condensing into a three-foot-long golden lightsaber.

"Go!" Lu Yunsheng's tongue sounded like thunder.

The golden lightsaber instantly cut through the night sky of the courtyard and stabbed directly at the monk.

"Great!" The monk looked at such a terrifying flying sword without any fear. Instead, he cheered loudly with a look of curiosity on his face.

Just when the flying sword was about to pierce the monk, a trace of seriousness finally appeared on the monk's face. He gently moved the dry branch in his hand, which was as thick as his little finger, forward and pierced the golden lightsaber.

Afterwards, the indestructible golden lightsaber actually collapsed, its light dissipated, revealing the true form of the natal flying sword.

All this seemed normal, but when the dry branch was extended, Lu Yunsheng felt that all the snow in the world disappeared in an instant, the coldness faded away, and what followed was a refreshing spring breeze.

"Sword intention! This is sword intention!" Lu Yunsheng shouted anxiously as if he had seen a ghost.

When he had figured out the sword moves some time ago, Uncle Hu revealed some information about the sword intent to him in order to prevent him from becoming proud.

This sword intent is a realm that is one level higher than sword momentum. There are only one cultivator who can comprehend sword momentum among ten thousand. Uncle Hu said that he has only seen one cultivator who can comprehend sword intent in his life, and that is the leader of the sect he originally belonged to.

"Dang!" The natal flying sword fell to the ground again.

Lu Yunsheng had no time to call back because the man continued to stab him with a dry branch.

At this moment, this ordinary branch actually made Lu Yunsheng feel an irresistible feeling in his heart.

But Lu Yunsheng would never surrender just like that, and he immediately called out his secondary soul from his sea of ​​consciousness.

When Lu Yunsheng was condensing the soul pill, he condensed it into the shape of a flying sword in order to make it have the same killing power as a flying sword.

At this time, the soul sword appeared in Lu Yunsheng's hand, and he shouted again: "Ten Thousand Silk Tribulations!"

This was the first time Lu Yunsheng used the Soul Sword to perform the Ten Thousand Silk Tribulations.

As these three words were spoken, a murderous atmosphere suddenly rose in the yard. The cultivator could not see the soul sword with his naked eyes, but he still keenly sensed the abnormality.

In the next second, the monk's eyes showed horror, and his hair stood on end. He immediately threw the branch to the ground and shouted to Lu Yunsheng, "I give up!"

Lu Yunsheng smiled when he heard this, and summoned back both the soul sword and his natal flying sword.

"Brother, what kind of swordsmanship is this? It can't even stop my Spring Breeze into the Night sword!" The cultivator felt the threat around him dissipate, and hurriedly walked forward and asked curiously.

Lu Yunsheng used tricks to win, so he didn't feel comfortable telling the truth. He just laughed it off and said, "It's just a trivial trick, not worth mentioning!"

"Hey! You are such a stingy person. Only by communicating with each other can we improve our swordsmanship. Aren't you hungry? I will go and catch some fish for you!" In order to learn about Lu Yunsheng's swordsmanship, the monk went down to the fish pond and caught two fish.

Seeing this, Lu Yunsheng had to take the fish with a wry smile. After all, he had just lied and hadn't eaten for several days.

Seeing that Lu Yunsheng took the fish and had no intention of telling the truth, the man showed an eager look on his face. He lowered his head to think for a moment, then handed over the wine gourd in his hand with reluctance.

"Brother, this is the spirit wine I brewed myself. It's the only one in the world. I'm giving it to you!"

Lu Yunsheng naturally did not take the gourd. Seeing that this man was so obsessed with kendo, he had no choice but to point his finger at his head.

He then urged the Soul Sword out of his sea of ​​consciousness and circled around the man twice.

As this person watched Lu Yunsheng's actions, he once again felt an invisible threat appearing beside him. He immediately calmed down and felt it carefully.

"Soul power?" After a moment, the man asked with a look of surprise.

Lu Yunsheng smiled and nodded. As for the existence of the Soul Sword, he naturally couldn't directly say it, so he could only use this method to mention it.

This guy is indeed a freak who comprehended the sword intent in the foundation-building stage. In just a few breaths, he discovered that Lu Yunsheng's methods were related to soul power.

"Thank you for telling me the truth, brother. You should keep this wine."

Lu Yunsheng shook his head. He had already taken the Soul Forging Stone and two fish. Now he didn't want to take advantage of this person anymore.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Yunsheng took out two bottles of Drunken Dragon from his storage ring and handed them over in order to make up for his debt to this person.

Seeing that Lu Yunsheng did not accept his spirit wine, but instead gave him two pots of wine, this person immediately took the wine and said to Lu Yunsheng with a happy face: "You are a very nice person."

After hearing this, Lu Yunsheng felt extremely ashamed and had to change the subject: "What's your name, brother? I think you have extraordinary talent. You will definitely have a place in the Canglan Domain in the future!"

"Hehe, my name is Jian Zijin. I'm not as powerful as you say. I just lost to you." As Jian Zijin spoke, he opened the wine sent by Lu Yunsheng and couldn't wait to take a sip.

"Wow! I was wondering why you looked down on my wine, but it turns out you have such a powerful wine!" Jian Zijin looked at the two jars of wine in his arms with surprise, and quickly put them back into the house as treasures.

When he came out, he saw Lu Yunsheng already standing on the wall.

"My name is Lu Yunsheng, Brother Jian, we'll meet again if we're lucky!"

Then Lu Yunsheng jumped out and disappeared into the dark alley.

This place was very close to the north gate of Zhongdu City. Not long after, Lu Yunsheng walked out of the north gate.

He saw the brother and sister Zhuo Miao and Zhuo Yan waiting for him not far away, leaning against the flying boat, while Chen Yutian had already returned to Zhongdu City.

"Let's go! Set off!" Lu Yunsheng ordered the two of them and walked into the flying boat first.

As the flying boat rose, Lu Yunsheng looked out the window at the Zhongdu city gradually moving away, and his heart was filled with emotion.

This one-day trip to Zhongdu City was extremely magical. I managed to find thirty-two Soul Forging Stones that had been lost for tens of thousands of years in one day. Together with the original ten, I now have a total of forty-two.

Originally, Lu Yunsheng was worried that after he condensed his soul infant, if he wanted to try to form the Twelve Star Pillar Formation, he would still be short of two soul-forging stones.

He didn't expect that he would have such incredible luck.

Time passed quickly, and the flying boat flew northward non-stop for ten days before finally arriving in the Northern Territory.

Lu Yunsheng looked at the icy and snowy ground outside the flying boat, then turned to Zhuo Miao and asked, "You said that the mountain ahead is where the Ice Mist Spirit Tea is produced?"

Zhuo Miao moved closer to the window, looked out, and nodded.

"Yes, sir, there is only one mountain in our Northern Territory that grows spiritual tea, and it is very famous in the entire Canglan Territory."