No one knew that the first meeting between these two wanton teenagers aroused great passion. No one knew that these two high-spirited young men would really reach the ninth level of the sky one day.
Those unscrupulous rhetoric aroused the anger of Heaven, and the rolling thunder resounded between heaven and earth.
After half a stick of incense, Ding Xiaoyi left the nameless peak with the ancient elf. Jian Wuchen stopped and looked at Ding Xiaoyi's carefree and unrestrained back, his eyes as bright as a torch.
The spring-like smile on his face became even stronger. It was only the first time that they met, but they felt like they had met too late. Perhaps this era belonged to them.
Heroes always cherish each other, even though they are not the top masters of this era. But they believe that their time will come in the near future.
Jian Wuchen and Ding Xiaoyi have very different personalities, but they both have one thing in common, which is their fearlessness towards heaven.
"Ding Xiaoyi, that swordsman brother is so handsome, I like him so much!" The ancient elf seemed a little reluctant to leave, and she said to Ding Xiaoyi in a nymphomaniacal manner.
Ding Xiaoyi staggered, his sword in his heart wavered, and he almost fell from the palace.
The ancient elf was not familiar with the world, so he quickly became obsessed with Jian Wuchen's flawless skin. Is being good-looking also an advantage? He couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.
"Okay, after this Tianjiao Sword Competition is over, you can come find him if you want." Ding Xiaoyi touched the ancient elf's hair and said comfortingly.
"Really, I knew Ding Xiaoyi was the best to me." When the ancient elf heard this, she couldn't help but beam with joy. She stretched out her arms and hugged Ding Xiaoyi and said happily.
Facing the ancient elf's defenseless and innocent behavior, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but smile bitterly. Perhaps an innocent girl like the ancient elf could be worthy of the spotless boy in white.
But he didn't have any blasphemy against the ancient elf, he just regarded her as his sister. Seeing the innocent eyes of the ancient elf, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but think of Ding Xiaoyao.
I don’t know where Ding Xiaoyao followed Qian Zhou. Even if he went to the Chaos Realm, he had already arrived at the extraterritorial plane.
Qian Zhou is always mysterious. Although he knows that Qian Zhou is the clone of the mythical beast Xuanwu, he doesn't know where Qian Zhou comes from.
Perhaps Qian Zhou comes from the highest plane, as if he were above heaven. But he has been trapped in this prison. Only by breaking the shackles of this world can he break through this prison and reach a higher plane.
The Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is just a bigger prison. Only by breaking through to a plane like the sky can one be freed from the shackles of this world.
But this is not easy. The laws of heaven and earth in this world have been imprisoned, and this world has long become a prison for the larger world.
Those strong people with higher cultivation are just fertilizer for higher planes. Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi felt cold all over his body.
"Why do you want to cooperate with me?" Ding Xiaoyi remembered the question he asked Jian Wuchen. Jian Wuchen only pondered for a moment and then replied: "Because I can't beat you." It was this direct and frank answer that made Ding Xiaoyi recognize Jian Wuchen.
The swordsman's sword heart is clear, while Ding Xiaoyi's sword heart is pure, which is still some distance away from the realm where ten thousand swords return to the clan.
He knew that Jian Wuchen should have reached the state of Wanjian Guizong. He didn't understand why Jian Wuchen insisted that he couldn't beat him when his cultivation and sword intent were stronger than his own.
"Do you know what the realm of swordsmanship is beyond sword intention?" Jian Wuchen asked Ding Xiaoyi again,
"Isn't it the realm of swordsmanship?" Ding Xiaoyi replied without thinking. Jian Wuchen shook his head and said: "Actually, there is a realm between Sword Intent and Sword Dao. In addition to Sword Realm, Sword Realm is a realm of realms. Only after Sword Intent and Sword Realm merge into one can we call it one. Swordsmanship." Ding Xiaoyi was still recalling Jian Wuchen's words in his mind, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
He did not expect that there is a realm of swordsmanship between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and this realm is the sword realm.
Thousands of swords bowed their heads as soon as the sword field came out, and the power of the sword field was naturally many times more powerful than the sword intention. The realm of swordsmanship has risen to the level of the avenue. It is very abrupt to jump from the sword intention to the realm of the avenue.
No wonder Ding Xiaoyi always has a strange feeling. It turns out that the last realm of Sword Intent, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, was perfected before he touched the threshold of the Sword Domain realm.
Ding Xiaoyi always believed that after reaching the perfection of sword intention, he would be able to touch the threshold of the realm of swordsmanship. But he was still wrong.
There is actually a realm of sword domain in the middle, and sword domain is also a domain power. In the Sword Domain, all laws will be restricted. This is the power of the Sword Domain.
Jian Wuchen is indeed a rare swordsman monster, and his unique insights will always give Ding Xiaoyi some enlightening help.
Ding Xiaoyi gained a lot from his conversation with Jian Wuchen. He once again looked at Jian Wuchen with admiration.
Not all heroes in the world are mediocre people, but swordsmanship geniuses like Jian Wuchen made him re-examine himself.
Ding Xiaoyi's sword cultivation talent is very high, but he feels that it pales in comparison to Jian Wuchen.
Jian Wuchen's insights and understanding were far superior to his. Ding Xiaoyi even suspected that Jian Wuchen's words about not being able to defeat him were just self-effacing.
Although he possesses many secret treasures, he feels that if he does not sacrifice the paper sword, he may not be Jian Wuchen's opponent.
Tomorrow is the official competition. Ding Xiaoyi brought the ancient elves back to Sword Peak. Yesterday, the battle between him and Lin Fei affected the collapsed houses and they began to be repaired.
Several Sword Peak disciples saw Ding Xiaoyi leading an innocent girl from a distance, and they all greeted Ding Xiaoyi.
Every Sword Peak disciple knows Ding Xiaoyi's name. Not only because Ding Xiaoyi killed Lin Fei forcefully, but also because the master of Sword Artifact Peak announced this important news as soon as he returned to Sword Artifact Peak.
Sword Artifact Peak rarely participates in the Tianjiao Sword Competition. Even if there are occasional Sword Artifact Peak disciples who participate, their rankings are pitifully low.
Sword Artifact Peak disciples' participation in the Tianjiao Sword Competition is nothing more than giving extra points to other contestants. Sword Artifact Peak disciples are also called cannon fodder.
This time the peak master returned to Sword Peak and announced the news. Ding Xiaoyi also became a famous person in Sword Peak for a while.
Although the disciples of Sword Artifact Peak are vulgar, they are simple-minded and do not engage in intrigues. Sword Peak is also much more united than the seven sword peaks.
Several female disciples from Sword Peak gathered the ancient elves to visit Sword Peak. Ding Xiaoyi was called away by the red-faced and pot-bellied peak master.
Ding Xiaoyi came to a stone room where cauldrons were randomly placed. The red-faced old man's eyes fell on a cauldron that was burning vigorously and emitting green smoke.
"Disciple Ding Li has met Master Gongshu Peak," Ding Xiaoyi bowed and saluted the fat-bellied Peak Master.
Gong Shuye glanced at Ding Xiaoyi with his peripheral vision, and then his eyes fell on the cauldron with blazing coals.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw that the peak master was silent, he had no choice but to stay aside obediently.
"Neither humble nor arrogant, neither impatient nor impatient. Yes, it is a good material for making swords." Gong Shuye didn't know whether he was talking about Ding Xiaoyi or the sword-making materials in the cauldron.
Ding Xiaoyi still stood silently behind the red-faced old man. He knew that if Gong Shuye wanted to ask him something, he would naturally ask.
"Hey..." A burst of green smoke rose from the cauldron again, and the flames in the cauldron became even stronger.
Ding Xiaoyi saw a dark iron lump slowly melting by the high temperature of the fire. The molten iron began to enter a sword mold. As the molten iron continued to flow into the sword mold, the molten iron in the sword mold began to condense into a sword embryo.
This is the sword-making room. The temperature in this sword-making room is much higher than outside. And the fire in the cauldron is not an ordinary fire, but a fire lit with a unique material.
Ding Xiaoyi stayed here by the cauldron for more than half an hour when he felt a wave of heat coming towards his face. The heat wave caused a thin layer of sweat to break out on his back.
The red-faced peak master ignored Ding Xiaoyi and instead guided his disciples to forge swords.
"Forging a sword is like practicing cultivation. The sword is very strong and easy to break. It needs to be tempered for thousands of times before it can become a sword. But it is not enough to just become a sword. The sword also needs to be mixed with some unique materials, such as star sand. After absorbing the star sand, the toughness of this sword can be increased."
