The Thunder Tribulation was so powerful that dense black clouds covered the entire mountain. Bai Ze faced thirty-three sky thunders, using the power of the sky thunder to temper his body, splitting himself into a blackened body, and his whole body was covered with crackling blazing arcs of electricity. , on the jade bones in the body, the carvings of the Heavenly Thunder Marks became increasingly clear, echoing the void thunder between the three dantians, releasing the terrifying power of thunder and lightning!
Bai Ze refined more chalcedony, and his fist power successfully exceeded the 300-power mark. He felt excited, but he could no longer withstand the baptism of the sky thunder. He quickly used the Qingyuan Cauldron to collect the sky thunder, and then hit Feijian Bai one after another. Whale, and the mysterious stone seal to resist the thunder.
Ever since Bai Ze left Haojing City that day, the stone seal in the ancient ring has been radiant. Bai Ze realized the extraordinaryness of the stone seal. After returning to the Immortal Sect, he checked it many times, but the stone seal returned to ordinary, just like the original vision. It's just Bai Ze's illusion.
Now that the square stone seal was sacrificed, under the baptism of the thunder, the ancient stone seal did not change with the divine light rising into the sky, which puzzled Bai Ze.
In this way, Bai Ze survived thirty-three thunder tribulations, and Sword Seven came into being! As the sword intention in Bai Ze's body was perfected, the scale of the sword lake in the atrium expanded again, the shadow of the sword fetus conceived in the center of the sword lake also solidified a little, and Bai Ze's sixth cave sky was also formed.
"boom!!--"
The Six Paths Cave Heaven appeared behind the charred young swordsman. The power of the Heaven-Forcing Sword stirred up the aura of the mountain. The Heavenly Lord's pressure swept out unknowingly, and the energy was terrifying.
Afterwards, Bai Ze restrained his sword intent, covered up all the aura of the cave, sat cross-legged and meditated, letting the cold autumn wind and autumn rain blow and drift. After three days, the aura in the body that was stirred up by the thunder and calamity calmed down, and the charred blackness on the body surface also fell away inch by inch. , revealing the jade-like skin of the young swordsman.
Bai Ze suddenly opened his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, put on some clothes, cast a cleaning spell on himself, and then set off to return to Zuowang Peak.
In the days that followed, Bai Ze carefully guided Jian Xi to practice and study, while at the same time starting his own practice. After much thought, Bai Ze did not ask the incarnation of Huo Xing to leave the southern region of the Yan Kingdom and return the credential and the Grand Duke's seal to Yuan Zhe. Instead, he asked Xiaoman to complete the matter through the power of the Xueying Tower.
There is no time in the mountains.
On this day, Bai Ze was finally ready to practice the Dragon Transformation Art.
Bai Ze came to the mountainous back mountain of Zuowang Peak, opened up a cave, and carefully laid out formations to conceal his aura, then he crossed his legs in the cave and started practicing.
As time went by, Bai Ze gradually became better and better. Using magic techniques, he successfully sensed the breath of dragon blood in his body and tried to refine it. And just as Bai Ze was refining the dragon blood in his body and entering into a deeper level of meditation, Bai Ze suddenly noticed two huge auras emerging from his spiritual thoughts.
One of them is the royal dragon energy that entered the body in Haojing City! I saw those two kingly dragon auras, one large and one small, suddenly appearing when Bai Ze activated the Dragon Transformation Technique, entrenched in the void within his body, occupying one side, it was majestic and shocking.
And the other aura was actually the black and yellow dragon soul suppressed by a page of golden book in the depths of the soul sea! Bai Ze was shocked and realized that the Dragon Transformation Technique passed down to him by Qing Lin was so powerful. It could not only control the royal dragon energy in his body, but also seize supreme creation from the black and yellow dragon soul!
Even though Bai Ze was determined, he couldn't help but be startled by such a scene.
Compared with the black and yellow dragon soul that was suppressed by a page of books, those two royal dragon auras were like two small loaches, really dwarfed by the giant.
Bai Ze acted daringly, and with a thought, he took the lead in targeting the two royal dragon auras. He thought that if he could refine these two auras for his own use, he would be extremely majestic.
Having made up his mind, Bai Ze immediately activated the magic formula, trying to connect with the smallest dragon energy and refine it. To Bai Ze's expectation, the royal dragon energy was very obedient, showed no resistance, and easily accepted Bai Ze's refining.
Bai Ze was overjoyed and wanted to take this opportunity to refine a dragon's energy first. However, when he actually started refining, he realized that although the smallest dragon energy was like a small loach compared to the black and yellow dragon soul, in front of him, it was a real "giant dragon". The refining process was naturally It’s not a one-time achievement!
At this time, Bai Ze was about to do his best to refine a small part first. Among the ancient rings, the square stone seal suddenly changed again, shimmering with divine light and releasing a terrifying aura, which was really puzzling.
Bai Ze came out of his trance and took out the square stone seal from the ancient ring. He felt that the stone seal's divine light was compelling. It was no longer clumsy as before, but looked like a supreme secret treasure!
"The origin of this stone seal is unknown. Now that I think about it, the two changes are related to the royal dragon energy. Could it be..." Bai Ze grasped the key to the problem, grabbed the stone seal, took a closer look, and found that the original Under the simple and unpretentious stone seal, four large seal-engraved characters appeared: The Supreme Seal of the Human Emperor!
"The Human Emperor's Ultimate Seal?!" Bai Ze was shocked when he saw it. He felt that the origin of this stone seal was quite extraordinary, and he vaguely realized something.
At this time, in the sea of suffering in Yuanting, the sword spirit suddenly woke up, like a dream, said "Huh" and said: "The Emperor's Seal?"
When Bai Ze heard Shan Gui's words, with the soft end of a dream, his heart felt numb, and he said happily: "Sister Shan Gui, do you know the origin of this stone seal?"
"Well, I do know something." Mountain Ghost thought for a while and said, "Sword Master..."
As soon as Sword Spirit said these words, not only Bai Ze, but also herself was stunned for a moment. It was Bai Ze who reacted first and said with a smile: "Sister, why are you so different all of a sudden? Didn't you just call me by my name in the past?"
Sword Spirit was a little annoyed, snorted softly, and continued: "I heard that eight hundred years ago, Emperor Tianzuo of Zhongzhou went on the Northern Expedition, and the throne's cavalry crushed the Northern Dynasty to pieces. At that time, Emperor Tianzuo invaded the sea and destroyed the Northern Dynasty. After the dynasty, they were bold and thought that the Northern Dynasty was nothing but ants, and even ordered the kings of the Northern Territory not to call themselves emperors, otherwise they would die violently."
Bai Ze was aware of this rumor.
This is also the reason why no one in the northern countries dares to call himself emperor.
The children of the kings in the north can still be princes and princesses. But once the highest authority is involved, one can only be called king, not emperor. Because Emperor Tian Zuo's curse on the Northern Throne still exists, for eight hundred years, all kings who have claimed the title of emperor have died violently without exception.
Among these kings, it is better to die suddenly in one night. What's more, it is said that the emperor suddenly went crazy, killed all the royal blood in the palace, and finally committed suicide in a frenzy! The temple was forced to establish another vassal king of the same clan outside Kyoto to ascend the throne, thus avoiding the tragedy of national collapse. There are countless such weird things.
This is also the purpose of secular dynasties trying their best to establish a sect on a mountain as their national religion. The kings in the north were afraid to the core of their bones about the curse left by Emperor Tian Zuo, fearing that one day even the kings would start to curse this strange edict.
"I heard that at that time, some human emperors in the northern dynasty held national seals that had the power to control the dragon energy of the country." Sword Spirit continued, "The human emperor seal in your hand is in line with the rumors. The Human Emperor's Seal is quite similar. It's just that eight hundred years ago, Emperor Tianzuo of Zhongzhou set foot on the northern dynasties. All those dynasties that could be defeated were destroyed, and the whereabouts of the Human Emperor's Seal are also unknown."
"There is a theory that those national seals were pocketed by Emperor Tian Zuo and taken away as trophies." Sword Spirit thought for a while and added.
"So that's it!" Bai Ze suddenly realized, "No wonder this stone seal looked ordinary at first. It turned out to be to stimulate the origin through the royal dragon energy. Hahaha, Sister Shangui, there is no emperor in the north now. I looked at this stone seal and said It is the human king’s seal that is most suitable.”
"If this thing is still spiritual, be careful if it jumps up and hits your head." Sword Spirit joked.
Bai Ze realized that the appearance of the sword spirit this time was very different from the past. The cold feeling of being out of the dust was much less on his body. He was curious and said: "Sister Shangui, I haven't seen you come out to guide me in sword practice recently." …”
Bai Ze's words were very feminine, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.
Jian Lin paused for a moment, and said with some doubts in his tone: "Actually, I am also a little strange. After coming out of Kunlun, I would fall into a deep sleep from time to time. At that time, I just thought that I had consumed too much in Kunlun and needed time. Peiyuan. But recently..."
"What's happened recently?" Bai Ze asked concerned.
After all, Shangui is Bai Ze's only flying sword. Hearing that Sword Spirit had doubts in his heart, he couldn't help but look a little solemn.
Nowadays, most Jiuzhou sword cultivators directly refine a spiritual sword into their own flying sword. After all, it is rumored that ancient sword cultivators can breed their own flying sword in their own bodies. This story is too much for them. It's so far away that most people now think it's just a legend and don't care.
When the sword master dies, the natal flying sword will gradually degenerate into a flying sword.
What still retains spirituality is the psychic flying sword.
Without spirituality, it is just a flying sword.
Therefore, in general, famous swords from the hands of famous swordsmiths, ancient swords from a relatively long time ago, and flying swords that have fallen from the original flying sword are much better than ordinary spiritual swords.
Of course, a more accurate classification standard would be the 12th level of the four grades of Heaven, Earth, Xuan and Huang.
The natal flying sword and the sword owner are one. When the sword owner raises the sword, the sword will also support the sword cultivator at the same time. It is a relationship of shared weal and woe.
Now that Bai Ze's natal flying sword is encountering problems, as a sword master, it is normal for him to feel nervous.
The mountain ghost didn't know how to speak, so he simply pulled Bai Ze's spiritual thoughts into his mind. Suddenly, Bai Ze's consciousness entered the mind of the sword spirit, and he saw that on the endless wasteland, there were now many scattered swords stuck on the ground!
Some of those swords were in dilapidated condition, with only half of them left. Some are shrouded in divine light and have extraordinary appearance. Some are extremely huge, as straight as a mountain. Some remained silent in their sword boxes and were buried by the yellow sand.
The wasteland is endless, with sword shadows everywhere.
Bai Ze was shocked when he saw this scene, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
The peerless woman in silver silk and snow, dressed in butterfly clothes, rides on a red leopard and holds a raccoon dog in her arms. The slender feet are not stained by dust, and the eyebrows are like mountains and seas. Sword Spirit just looked at the endless wasteland with Bai Ze, and slowly said: "Recently, I often fall into dreams, and I often have the illusion that I have been dreaming for thousands of years. Every time I wake up, in this wasteland, some dreams will appear. The sword that passed."
Bai Ze was silent for a moment, not knowing what was going on.
"Every sword in this wasteland has its own name and a story that only belongs to it." The sword spirit lowered his eyebrows and continued: "And I am like a witness to their lives, a book-turner. , flipping through their chapters in dreams.”
Bai Ze subconsciously looked at Sword Spirit.
At this moment, the mountain ghost was also staring at Bai Ze.
The two people's eyes were entangled, and Bai Ze felt that in Sword Spirit's emerald-like eyes, there were stars and the sea, and...
The mountain ghost suddenly shrank, and felt that his whole body seemed to be penetrated by Bai Ze's deep gaze. He was completely displayed in front of the sword master, with no cover up, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
Bai Ze withdrew his gaze, feeling extremely shocked and silent.
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