The cold wind blew on Zhao Lei's face, causing some pain. He took a closer look and saw that the cold wind was clearly small sword energy.
But this place is still on the periphery, and the power of this sword energy is still relatively small. It just hurts a little when scratched on the face.
But Zhao Lei looked at the top few floors shrouded by the hurricane, thinking that once there, the power would be completely different.
One step, two steps.
Soon, Zhao Lei slowly walked forward around the first floor, passing through the first floor without any reaction.
Xiao Yi stood in the distance and looked at it as a matter of course.
The second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor. After a while, Zhao Lei passed by all these layers, but there was no reaction at all.
The further up he went, the greater the pressure on Zhao Lei, and the intensity of the blade storm he received became higher. His whole body seemed to have been cut into pieces with thousands of knives, and blood was dripping from his body.
But compared to what he was in that valley, it was still far behind.
Zhao Lei can still accept it now, but although he can accept it, the swords passing around him have no reaction at all.
Zhao Lei has already made a decision. If there is still no response from the upper layers, he will pretend to be responsive.
Although Zhao Lei has never seen it, it is better than doing nothing.
Zhao Lei still has confidence in his own strength. If he doesn't believe it, he still can't pull out the sword inserted inside with his own strength.
Slowly, under increasing pressure, Zhao Lei reached the eighth floor.
But here, the sword energy that was the size of a thumb before was now several feet long.
At this time, Zhao Lei's body was in tatters, and there were streaks of blood on his body. Although it was just a skin injury, it looked oozing.
This was still a physical injury. After Zhao Lei came to the eighth floor, this pressure not only targeted his body, but also greatly oppressed his spirit.
It was as if a stone mill was crushing Zhao Lei back and forth, from the inside out, very thoroughly.
But this is only the eighth floor. There are four more floors above. At most, we have only walked more than half of it.
Since this sword tomb has such a high level and is used by disciples who have just started practicing swordsmanship, it must not be a completely unachievable goal set for others to see. It must be achievable.
But it is not for ordinary people, but for those who have real limited talent in swordsmanship. When Zhao Lei comes here, he can only bear it hard. He really knows little about swordsmanship.
Presumably, after those real swordsmanship geniuses came here, they must have sharpened their swordsmanship through this pressure, and then used it to continue moving up.
Zhao Lei was still not satisfied. He thought that he would have to reach at least the eleventh floor before pulling out a sword, so that he could be worthy of his so-called supreme talent.
But when Xiao Yi outside saw Zhao Lei walking to the eighth floor, he started to feel excited, because he only walked to the eighth floor back then.
After reaching the eighth level, Xiao Yi could no longer move forward. Now that he recalled the sword energy hitting him like a violent storm, he couldn't help but shudder.
At this time, Zhao Lei has reached the eighth level. For Xiao Yi, this means that now that Zhao Lei is at the lowest level, his swordsmanship will be at the same level as him. If he goes up a few more levels, his swordsmanship will be truly capable. It has been carried forward.
What Xiao Yi didn't know was that Zhao Lei's body was far superior to that of ordinary cultivators. This seemed like cheating. When other disciples came here, their bodies couldn't compare to Zhao Lei. They could only go up one level at a time through comprehension. Walk.
Therefore, the number of layers represents their talent for swordsmanship. This is the famous sword tomb in Lingyu Sect. Not only can you obtain swords, but you can also hone your swordsmanship.
And they can also roughly understand the swordsmanship talents of their disciples through this level.
Zhao Lei carried it forward step by step until he reached his current position.
And Zhao Lei also found that it was not all bad for him to hold on like this. He could feel that he was gradually gaining some understanding of the swordsmanship that he had originally been ignorant about.
It was as if someone had given it to Zhao Lei out of thin air. Some applications of kendo could not help but appear in his mind, adding to his understanding of kendo.
Inside the sword tomb, Zhao Lei felt that time passed very long, but the time outside only lasted less than a stick of incense.
Xiao Yi watched Zhao Lei with all his concentration, and Zhao Lei stepped on his heart every step he took.
Finally, when he saw that Zhao Lei had surpassed the highest point he had reached before, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, Zhao Lei was more talented than him in swordsmanship.
Coupled with the fact that Zhao Lei was born with a physique that contains endless evil energy, and combined with the way of swordsmanship, the power is immeasurable.
Evil aura not only refers to the auras filled with all kinds of negative desires, but also contains various evil forces such as murderous aura, ghostly aura, and evil aura.
In Xiao Yi's opinion, Zhao Lei has the kind of physique that is naturally full of murderous intent. He has also heard about the origin of this physique.
After all, Xiao Yi was also very interested in that person back then. Since he disappeared, he has been looking for news and rumors in this regard.
Among the information Xiao Yi got, the most convincing thing to him was that people who were born with evil bodies were because after reincarnation in the previous life, some of the powers from the previous life did not completely disappear, but were inherited in this life.
In the process of growing up in this life, at a certain point, I accidentally touched the key of the switch, and the power was subsequently released.
It's all full of chance and luck.
Some people with this kind of physique may never be able to release it in their lifetime, and they will just be the same as ordinary people.
But some can release it very early, use it skillfully, and become the overlord of one party.
In fact, Zhao Lei seems to be somewhat similar to this natural evil body in a certain aspect.
The real natural evil body inherits the power of the previous life, and Zhao Lei inherits the power of Jiuhua Kingdom.
Moreover, after the Devouring Immortal recognized Zhao Lei as his master and before the Devouring Immortal fell asleep, he could easily mobilize the Devouring Immortal's murderous aura and vitality.
In comparison, Zhao Lei seems to have a patchwork version of his natural physique, but for all of this he has to focus on eating immortals and needs a sea-fixing needle.
Since Zhao Lei met this Devouring Immortal, not only has his strength increased rapidly, but he has also survived because of it. His successive opportunities are precisely because of the Devouring Immortal.
If it weren't for the Devouring Immortal, Zhao Lei would have died in Pingyang City long ago.
Those blood mist was caused by Zhao Lei, but without this blood mist, Zhao Xuan rebelled, and he was trapped in it. As for him at the time, he would only be lost in the rolling tide of the times.
