I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

Gu Yun nodded, slung his black sword over his shoulder, and strode to the front of the group.

They hadn't gone far when the terrain suddenly opened up.

There was actually a small valley hidden there.

There isn't much spiritual energy in the valley.

However, the scenery here is beautiful.

A clear stream meanders along.

There was no nauseating smell of blood in the air.

Finally, they had a place that looked somewhat decent. Gu Yun's tense nerves relaxed a little at this moment.

A junior sister from the Cold Moon Palace had sharp eyes. She pointed to the cliff face hidden by vines and said to her senior sister with surprise.

"Senior sister, there's a cave here, it looks very secluded."

Several people walked over and parted the vines.

Then we saw a stone cave inside, which was quite spacious and dry.

This stone cave was just the right size for several seriously injured female cultivators to rest and recuperate inside.

When you're tired, you can come out and enjoy the scenery.

As soon as everyone walked in, Mo Qianyan skillfully took out several array talismans from her storage ring.

With a wave of her hand, she set up an isolation array.

The light flashed, and the cave entrance and the aura of the group immediately merged with the surrounding rocks, becoming a unified whole, completely undetectable from the outside.

Gu Yun stood to the side, looking at the many magical array runes, and unconsciously rubbed his chin, his eyes full of envy.

No matter how powerful a person's body is, it's still just that; at most, it can be considered as a powerful soldier.

For those who cultivate immortality, the use of formations and spells is truly convenient.

If you learn a lot of related content, wouldn't it be much easier to dispose of the body after murder or to dig a pit to plot against others?

Mo Qianyan patted the dust off her hands, then turned around and splashed a bucket of cold water on her, saying...

"The art of formations requires spiritual energy. You currently have no spiritual energy in your dantian, so you won't be able to learn this formation in a short time."

Gu Yun nodded helplessly, looking like a deflated balloon.

The fierce man who had just torn apart demonic beasts with his bare hands and made the prodigies on the Hidden Dragon Ranking look completely defeated now looked utterly defeated.

A hint of a smile flashed across Mo Qianyan's eyes.

Mo Qianyan paused for a moment.

Her tone slowed slightly. She said, "I have something here that you can learn, but I'm not sure if you're willing to learn?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yun's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded his head incessantly, like a chick pecking at rice. He said, "Yes! Of course I'm willing!"

This Forbidden Spirit Abyss has a suppressive effect on magical power, but he can almost run rampant within it by using his physical body.

But we're about to leave the forbidden area and enter the inner perimeter of Falling Star Valley.

When all the magic power is unleashed, magical artifacts will fly everywhere.

If I rely solely on my fists for close combat, wouldn't I become an easy target, like a kite being flown?

Mo Qianyan looked him up and down, her gaze finally settling on the large, black sword behind him, which was as wide as a door.

Mo Qianyan said, "Now that you have the sword, you should learn swordsmanship first. But the black sword on your back is too heavy, and it has no blade or edge. It's more suitable for smashing people, not for comprehending basic sword techniques."

After she finished speaking, she took out a lighter and better-quality standard longsword from her storage ring and threw it to Gu Yun.

"Take this sword and practice. Carry that black sword on your back; don't take it off. Use it as a weight to train your body. Gradually get used to it, and let it become a part of you."

Gu Yun tossed the light, longsword in his hand.

Then he felt the terrifying weight on his back, as heavy as a small mountain pressing down on him. His lips twitched violently.

However, Gu Yun knew that this was a well-intentioned gesture, so he immediately held his breath and concentrated, getting into the right position.

Mo Qianyan didn't give her a perfunctory answer. She walked to Gu Yun's side and then taught Gu Yun the basic sword techniques one by one.

"The sword is the king of all weapons. It emphasizes lightness, unpredictability, and precision. What you used before was all the kind of street fighting moves, with wide, sweeping movements and many openings."

As Mo Qianyan spoke, she extended her slender fingers and gently placed them on Gu Yun's arm to correct his sword-holding posture.

"Relax your wrists, don't use too much force. Use your waist to engage your shoulders and back..."

Inside the cave, Mo Qianyan was very focused, occasionally approaching Gu Yun and using her hands to correct his steps and the way he used his waist.

As they corrected each other's movements, the two made some physical contact.

In a corner, five junior sisters from the Cold Moon Palace were meditating and resting. Upon seeing this scene, they immediately forgot all the pain from their wounds.

Several female cultivators exchanged knowing glances, their hearts burning with gossip, their eyes filled with envy.

"Look at Senior Sister. She's so strict when she teaches us swordsmanship at the sect. If anyone makes a mistake, they have to be punished by swinging their sword a thousand times under the waterfall. But now she's completely different. She's become so patient."

"When he stood next to his senior sister, one looked gentle and the other looked masculine; they really looked like a good match."

Following Mo Qianyan's instructions, Gu Yun wielded the longsword while secretly pondering in his heart.

He had just witnessed Mo Qianyan's swordsmanship firsthand. Mo Qianyan's swordsmanship possessed an extremely cold sword intent.

If this sword intent were to be unleashed at full power, it would undoubtedly be the most formidable killing force for those below the Golden Core stage.

If it weren't for my "Book of Change of Fate" disrupting her Dao heart, given her talent, she might have already become a Golden Core cultivator by now.

Gu Yun felt extremely guilty, because he had already sown the seeds of karma, hence his remorse.

The Taiyin Lotus, which enables one to condense a flawless golden elixir, is crucial for Mo Qianyan.

I have to lend a hand no matter what.

Gu Yun focused his mind and entered a state of practicing swordsmanship.

His savage physique gives him an almost abnormal control over his muscles and bones.

Once the movement is corrected, the muscles can immediately form a perfect memory.

In just two days, he carried a black longsword weighing tens of thousands of kilograms inside this narrow cave, sweat pouring down his face.

Gu Yun used basic sword techniques such as thrusting, chopping, parrying, hooking, clouding, pointing, and collapsing.

For ordinary people, these sword techniques would normally be quite boring.

However, in Gu Yun's hands, it was already being used quite skillfully.

Because of his terrifying strength, even the most ordinary horizontal thrust can produce a sharp sonic boom.

Swish!

Gu Yun swung his sword.

The tip of the sword pierced towards the flying insect.

The tip of the sword stopped precisely in front of the small flying insect.

The sword's force knocked the small flying insect unconscious, while the sword itself remained perfectly still without the slightest tremor.

Mo Qianyan observed from the side and nodded slightly.

This man is indeed naturally suited for combat in terms of comprehension and physical control.

"Stop."

Mo Qianyan walked over slowly.

"Your foundation is quite solid. Ordinary sword techniques, on the contrary, become a constraint for your brute strength."

Mo Qianyan made a grabbing motion with her hand, and a branch appeared in her hand.

She looked directly at Gu Yun, her tone becoming exceptionally serious as she said, "Watch closely, because I'm about to teach you a truly powerful and deadly sword technique!"

Inside the cave, the firelight flickered.

Mo Qianyan held a withered tree branch that she had casually folded, and her demeanor instantly changed.

That aura was like a sword drawn from its sheath, sharp and fierce.

"Most sword techniques in the world take spiritual power as their foundation, emphasizing a long and varied rhythm and techniques."

Mo Qianyan's eyes were fixed on Gu Yun.

"But you are different from them. You have a terrifying physical body. Many light and unpredictable sword techniques are completely superfluous to you."

As Mo Qianyan spoke, she pointed to the black sword behind Gu Yun.

"When my ancestors from the Cold Moon Palace brought this black sword out of the ruins, there was also a sword manual next to it called 'Nine Slashes to Suppress Prison.' This sword technique does not cultivate spiritual power, but only focuses on the physical body and the aura of killing! The Cold Moon Palace has always been a female cultivation sect, which follows the path of lightness and agility. This sword manual has always been placed with this black sword and has not been used much."

Mo Qianyan took a deep breath and then slowly raised the withered branch in her hand.

He said, "Although I cannot fully express its essence, I will simulate it using sword intent. Watch carefully the momentum of this first strike!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Qianyan did not use any of her icy spiritual power. Relying solely on her physical strength and her ultimate sword intent, she slashed fiercely forward.

"First strike, Earth-shattering!"

laugh!

The dead branch looked fragile, but when it cut through the air, it produced a piercing sonic boom.

An invisible sword pressure, unseen by the naked eye, suddenly appeared, cleaving a terrifying ravine several feet deep and several feet long into the hard rock wall of the cave.

Gravel fell down one after another.

Mo Qianyan set up several more formations to facilitate cultivation inside the cave and prevent it from collapsing.

Gu Yun, watching from the side, couldn't help but gasp. A dry tree branch, without even using magic, could split the rock wall.

Is this the level of talent on the Hidden Dragon Ranking?

"This swordsmanship doesn't contain many fancy moves or feints; it's simply a relentless, ferocious killing intent!"

Mo Qianyan casually tossed away the shattered branches and looked at Gu Yun.

"Come and give it a try."

"good!"

Gu Yun grinned, a fanatical light flashing in his eyes. He turned his grip around and grasped the wider hilt of the sword behind him, drawing the particularly heavy black sword with a clang.

In that instant, Gu Yun's legs sank slightly downwards, and the rocks beneath his feet were immediately cracked in a spiderweb pattern.

Mo Qianyan was taken aback.

"Wait, let's go outside to practice."

We arrived at an open space not far from the cave.

Gu Yun closed his eyes, his mind replaying Mo Qianyan's attack from just now.

Gu Yun's muscles bulged out high, like dragons writhing under his skin.

He gripped the hilt of the black sword tightly with both hands, raised it high above his head, and let out a low growl like that of an ancient beast.

"Earth-shattering!"

boom!

The black sword, carrying a terrifying weight, combined with the immense power Gu Yun unleashed during his body tempering, slammed heavily into the open space in front of him.

The ground began to shake violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

A terrifying shockwave suddenly exploded outwards from the blade.

The ground in front was smashed open, creating a huge, bottomless crack.

The violent shockwave kicked up countless specks of dust.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Gu Yun looked at the canyon he had created with his own force.

"interesting."

Meanwhile, Mo Qianyan, standing beside her, had an expression of undisguised shock on her face.

She cursed him as a monster in her heart.

The "Nine Slashes of Prison Suppression" she demonstrated was only the surface content. After watching it once, the brute, with his abnormally strong physique, actually unleashed a destructive force ten times more terrifying than that recorded in the sword manual.

Gu Yun carried the door panel and the greatsword and walked to Mo Qianyan's side.

He shamelessly asked, "Fairy Mo, is my posture correct? Would you mind helping me correct it yourself?"

Mo Qianyan smelled the strong masculine scent emanating from him, and the memories of the fake couple resurfaced in her mind.

Her face flushed slightly, and she subconsciously took half a step back, glaring at him coldly. She said, "Brute force alone isn't enough! Practice a thousand more times!"

After saying that, he took out the sword manual from his storage ring and threw it to Gu Yun.

……

For the next three days, Gu Yun began swinging his sword as if he were in hell.

Gu Yun carefully memorized the "Nine Slashes of Prison Suppression" sword manual and returned it to Mo Qianyan.