Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

Han Dongxue looked at Xu Yeyu and asked curiously, "Have you ever been to the sword monument to comprehend the sword's meaning?"

Xu Yeyu had heard of the Sword Monument. After Elder Liu entrusted the two documents to him, he also told him that if he was interested, he could go to the Sword Monument and try to comprehend them.

At his current speed of flying the sword, it would take three days to get from Qingsong County to where the sword monument is.

Xu Yeyu did plan to go to the sword monument to see if he could comprehend the sword intent. After all, there was still some time before the sect competition.

Elder Liu told him that only a few sword practitioners could comprehend the sword intent from the sword monument.

Those sword practitioners who can comprehend the sword's meaning from the sword monument can go further on the path to immortality.

"I haven't been to the Sword Monument yet, but I plan to go and see it during this period of time." Xu Yeyu said.

"My husband and I have both been to the Sword Monument, and we both comprehended a hint of the sword spirit there." Gongxi Yanzi said with a smile.

The journey of spiritual practice is full of ups and downs.

It takes not only hard work and talent, but more importantly, opportunity, to go further on the path to immortality.

It is difficult for a cultivator without opportunities to become a strong man.

On the path of cultivation, opportunities often go hand in hand with danger.

No strong person can have a smooth journey on the road of cultivation, without experiencing repeated tests of life and death, and without stepping into dangerous forbidden areas or secret realms.

Most opportunities are hidden in unknown dangers, and only those who dare to step into danger can gain opportunities.

Those monks who are able to seize opportunities are often those who have struggled on the brink of life and death, wavered between despair and hope, and finally chose to move forward firmly.

A monk who has never experienced danger and does not have the courage to break free from the shackles will find it difficult to take a crucial step on the path of cultivation, let alone become a truly strong man.

There are also some opportunities that do not involve any risk.

Someone jumped off a cliff and accidentally found an old martial arts secret book or magic weapon.

Someone also bought a ring somewhere, and there was a mysterious old grandfather hidden inside the ring.

Someone also accidentally discovered a crystal clear demon egg in the wilderness, and a divine beast hatched from it.

and many more.

The Sword Monument is also one of the few opportunities without danger. Every sword practitioner can go to the Sword Monument to comprehend the sword's meaning.

Whether you can comprehend the meaning of the sword depends entirely on your own talent and understanding.

The sword monument, like the immortal temple, was built by monks.

But there is one difference. The monk who built this sword monument has passed away, but the sword monument did not collapse.

"If you can comprehend the sword intent from the sword monument, your Qingyun Sword should be able to be cultivated to the realm of great success in swordsmanship." Han Dongxue said.

Han Dongxue could see that Xu Yeyu's Qingyun Sword had not yet been cultivated to the great perfection realm.

"How long did it take you to practice the Qingyun Sword to a small degree of success?" he asked curiously.

Xu Yeyu put down the teacup. Xia Xiaomo had told him that if others asked him about these things, he must not tell the truth.

If it was a stranger, he would just not answer. Han Dongxue was his friend, and his wife was not a stranger either.

“It took me seven days.”

In fact, it only took him two days. If he said it took half a month or a month, these two people probably wouldn't believe it.

After all, Xu Yeyu has the ability to kill the evil ghost. If you spend too much time practicing a sword technique, people will think you are lying.

"It only took you seven days from the beginning of learning this sword technique to achieving a small degree of success?" Gongxi Yanzi asked.

She couldn't believe it, and Han Dongxue couldn't believe it either.

Xu Yeyu nodded. Did I say that I didn’t have enough time?

The couple looked at each other, both with surprise on their faces.

It’s not that the time Xu Yeyu said was too long, but that it was too short.

If a sword practitioner from the Lujian School or a cultivator who has just started practicing sword skills, he can practice the Qingyun Sword to a small degree of success in seven days.

One could also think that he was gifted and naturally suited to sword practice.

Han Dongxue once tried to learn the sword technique of the Lujian School in seven days, and he was called a genius disciple by the elders of the Tianfu Sect.

It only took a sword practitioner from the Yu Jian School seven days to learn a sword technique from the Lu Jian School.

What kind of monster is this!

Han Dongxue and Gong Xiyanzi both took out a small notebook from their storage ring.

Xu Yeyu was a little confused. Why did he take out a small notebook while chatting?

The two opened the notebook and handed it to Xu Yeyu.

He took the notebook and saw several names written on it, one of whom Xu Yeyu knew.

Luo Xuan, the holy son of the Hehuan Sect.

Xu Yeyu had an outrageous idea. He asked uncertainly, "You want me to write my name on this notebook?"

"That's right!"

Gongxi Yanzi excitedly slapped the table, and the plate of food shook and left the table for a while, then fell back.

"If you become famous in the future, we can still hold this book and tell others that we have your autograph!"

You really want my autograph? Why do you and your wife both like to collect these kinds of things?

Signing his name wouldn't cost him anything, so Xu Yeyu wrote his name on two notebooks.

Since Luo Xuan has already signed, it doesn’t matter if he signs one, right?

After Xu Yeyu returned the notebook to the two, he asked, "Do you still know Luo Xuan? Can you get his autograph?"

Han Dongxue nodded and said, "We once followed our master to the Hehuan Sect and were fortunate enough to get his autograph."

"Do you also know Luo Xuan?" Gongxi Yanzi asked curiously.

"I went to Qianye Province some time ago and participated in the activities of the Hehuan Sect. I became friends with Luo Xuan."

They had also heard about the Hehuan Sect's activities, and two disciples from the Xiyang Sect were going to participate in this event.

It turned out that one of the two disciples of Sunset Sect was Xu Yeyu.

Xu Yeyu bid farewell to Han Dongxue and Gongxi Yanzi, and flew to the location of the sword monument on his sword.

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When Xu Yeyu arrived at the location of the sword monument, he heard two sword masters chatting nearby.

A sword cultivator sighed and said, "Sure enough, my comprehension is not good enough. I haven't comprehended even a trace of sword intent."

Another sword cultivator also sighed, "I felt that I was just a little bit away from comprehending the sword intent, but I don't know why I suddenly don't have that feeling anymore."

"I really envy Senior Brother Han and his wife. They can both comprehend the sword intent."

"I think that in another year, Senior Brother Han will be able to break through to the Golden Core Realm and become one of the rare Golden Core Realm cultivators of the younger generation."

“If Senior Brother Han can really break through to the Golden Core Realm before the age of thirty, I’m afraid no one will be able to compete with him for the position of the leader of the Tianfu Sect.”

The boundaries for the younger generation in the Northern Continent are defined simply and roughly: anyone under the age of thirty is considered the younger generation.

Xu Yeyu didn't expect to meet two disciples of Tianfu Sect here.

The Senior Brother Han and his wife they were talking about were none other than Han Dongxue and Gongxi Yanzi.

After the two left, Xu Yeyu walked to the sword monument.

The sword monument is made of a natural treasure called black gold.

The base of this sword monument is broad and thick, as if rooted in the earth, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

On top of the base, there is a statue of a giant sword, emitting a faint blue light.

After hundreds of years of wind and rain, and the baptism of time, there is still no trace left on the sword monument, and it stands here quietly.