Tianjian Cliff.
For the human race in the northern border of the Great Wilderness, it is a holy land of swordsmanship.
This place has been shrouded in the terrifying sword realm all year round. Even at the foot of the Tianjian Cliff Mountain, there is also an extremely sharp sword energy. Even powerful people who are not the top figures among them have a hard time getting close. Needless to say, the top of the Tianjian Cliff Mountain , the Heavenly Sword Realm shrouded there is said to have been left behind by a Supreme Sword Emperor at the end of ancient times. It is not a supreme being, and is not even qualified to stop.
It’s just that since the vast starry sky, some people have understood the human sword realm at the foot of the mountain, and some have understood the earth sword realm on the mountainside, but no one has understood the heavenly sword realm at the top of the sky sword cliff.
That night, on Tianjian Cliff, the bright moon was like a mountain, as if it was very close at hand. The lunar moonlight was like a waterfall falling down, all falling on a figure as cold as snow. This was a young man, sitting cross-legged at the moment. On the top of the cliff, he looked ordinary, even unremarkable, but he had a head of crystal white hair. Every strand of hair was absorbing the moonlight at the moment, and on his knees, he had a jet-black mouth. The long sword seemed to be deeper than the deepest night. All the moonlight fell on the sword, as if it had fallen into an eternal black hole and disappeared silently.
"I'm surprised that you can make such a decision. You should know very well that your chances of winning may not even be a point."
A gentle voice sounded, and at some point beside the young man, a majestic and formidable figure appeared, causing a faint sound of swords to ring out from the top of the cliff.
"Put away your breath. If you don't want to be crushed by the edge of the Heavenly Sword, you can give it a try." The young man opened a pair of cold eyes like black jade and said in a cold tone.
The majestic figure frowned, but still restrained his intimidating aura and said: "Is the Heavenly Sword really as strong as the legend says? Back then, the Sword Emperor stopped at the foot of Tongming Mountain and finally turned around to leave. Everyone in the world said that it was disdain. Take a look."
"Everyone in the world is drunk, but I am sober. Powerful power can never be mastered by everyone, otherwise the world will become ordinary. If you are not the Sword Emperor, how can you know that you are dismissive."
"It's not dismissive, what is that? Could it be that the Sword Emperor is so bright that he can't break the realm of the Heavenly Sword?"
"You're not a swordsman, you don't understand." The young man shook his head gently, and then closed his eyes again, "Let's go, this is not just an exchange, but remember to honor what you promised."
The male body figure raised his eyebrows. Not many of these damn sword cultivators are normal. I heard that they are even more crazy in the extreme realm of swordsmanship. Like the Supreme Sword Realm, those sword clans, even the alien clans in the world, have a headache.
He hummed softly, turned and left. After a few breaths, the young man opened his eyes again. Between his eyebrows, there were several illusory sword shadows looming, faintly echoing the seemingly peaceful void around him, producing a faint sword chant.
Two days later.
The first battlefield under the setting sun looked peaceful and tranquil. In the Domain Lord's Mansion, under the whirling bamboo leaves, a jar of blood spring was warmed with spring water. Next to it was a bonfire with two wild chickens stewed in a stone pot. There are no special condiments, just boiled with Lingquan water. Su Qinian finally sprinkled a few pieces of fresh bamboo buds into a pot of crystal clear soup. A rich and sweet aroma suddenly filled the bamboo forest. spread throughout.
Gudong!
The two little girls have already salivated. The warm blood fountain is also fragrant. It is unobtrusive, restrained and fragrant. They will never forget that kind of old fragrance in their lives.
Are all these big shots so extravagant? The two little girls suddenly felt that it might not be bad to follow this man for a year and a half, at least they would be very satisfied with their appetite.
However, Su Qinian did not allow them to drink or eat more. In fact, the two little girls only tasted one mouthful each and were about to burst. They could only grit their teeth and practice boxing in the bamboo forest to vent the excess in the body. The spirit of the spirit and the drunkenness of thousands of years, and then watched helplessly as Su Qinian, Liu Qingchan, and the arriving Holy Lord Xiancao ate it.
After swallowing three hundred times, it didn't help. The two little girls realized deeply that the idea of not being blessed to enjoy was not groundless. They were not strong enough, and even their appetites were limited, making it difficult to enjoy them to their fullest.
What the two little girls practiced was the Fire Spirit Fist that Su Qinian had corrected for them. This was the foundation-building fist technique used by their Fire Spirit King tribe to awaken the war blood of the human race and open up the heavenly veins. Usually, after the completion of the blood refining process, New military techniques will be replaced. The two little girls did not expect that Su Qinian did not like the two Open Heaven Realm military techniques they had learned now, but he was very interested in the foundation-building Fire Spirit Fist of their Fire Spirit King Department. He sighed in admiration and made some corrections. Although it was not beyond recognition, there were considerable changes. At least the two of them could feel hot all over their bodies every time they practiced boxing, especially their spines, which were hot and burning, as if they were going to fight. Set their blood on fire.
At first, the two of them were a little scared, but after practicing a few times, they found that not only the fighting blood became more powerful and pure, but also the fighting spirit became more and more condensed. Enlightenment is more than ten times clearer than before, which is equivalent to increasing the speed of their enlightenment by ten times.
The two little girls were immediately delighted, and their daily practice time doubled. After all, who doesn't like to make rapid progress? Such practice gives a sense of accomplishment every moment.
"Perhaps, those people's state of mind is similar to that of these two little girls, but they are just a little less innocent." Holy Lord Xiancao sighed.
"The bottom line is still missing," Su Qinian said lightly, "Life evolves and possesses power, which is not simple in itself. But if it loses its persistence, it will become a walking corpse. What is the difference between it and hundreds of ancient tribes."
"Domain Lord, be careful."
This is the second time that Holy Lord Xiancao has spoken solemnly. In the eyes of Holy Lord Xiancao, young strong men like Su Qinian are too rare. Throughout the ages, how many people have indulged in powerful power and lost their original aspirations. And this This young Territory Lord not only dominates his peers on the road of cultivation, but also has an upright and upright heart.
In the view of Holy Lord Xiancao, such a person will either be the one who changed the tripod and finally stand on the top of the mountain, or he will not end well, throughout the long ancient history of the human race. There is no second possibility.
"The leather tripod will always bleed. If everyone wakes up, what else do you want me to do?" Su Qinian said seriously, "I am a bone-scraping steel knife, and the tumor is deep-rooted. It hurts! I have to endure it!"
After drinking up the blood fountain and emptying the stone pot, Holy Lord Xiancao suddenly felt that this kind of ordinary people's lifestyle could help him remember that he had also been weak. Sometimes after being aloof for a long time, he lost his original state of mind. In the past two days, he relived the past, as if he had returned to a thousand years ago, and he also vaguely discovered that this young Territory Lord was very different from ten years ago.
This difference is not a change in strength, but a transformation of temperament, and changes in temperament have many causes. Although Holy Lord Xiancao cannot see through it, he secretly knows It is certain that the young Territory Lord in front of him is stronger than he was ten years ago. As for how much stronger he is, perhaps we can get a glimpse of it in the next battle.
The bright moon rose in the east, and the five of them drank another pot of tea and sat around the campfire chatting. There was no dignified atmosphere before the decisive battle on a full moon night.
"I am an orphan. My parents died in the Starry Sky Realm Pass. I grew up among the realm masters. There, I met my mentor..." Holy Lord Xiancao rarely opened up his heart and told about his life.
The two little girls Zhu Yun also gradually relaxed. They felt that this legendary young war king seemed different from what they had known from various channels in the past. He did not have the majesty of a supreme powerhouse. Tonight, They even listened to a saint talk about his life and opened his heart. To them, this seemed like a dream. But in their Fire Spirit King Department, even an ordinary saint was majestic and dignified. Strong men of the same level don't even have the qualifications to be taken seriously by them.
The bright moon is approaching its zenith, and there is less than half a cup of tea left before the full moon.
Holy Lord Xiancao woke up in surprise: "No, I was too absorbed in it and wasted time."
"It doesn't matter."
Su Qinian stood up, and the clear lines under his feet intertwined and formed a misty light path, tearing the void apart and submerging it into it. This sight made Holy Master Xiancao startled. Why did it look like an ancient road in the starry sky, but in the void? Forming a formation, isn't this the method used by those who are strong in formation?
Without saying anything, Su Qinian and Liu Qingchan stepped forward at the same time, embarked on this misty light path, and disappeared. Holy Lord Xiancao shook his head slightly, and then followed. Only two Zhu Yun were left in the bamboo forest. little girl.
"Do you want to leave?" Xiaolian whispered.
Zhu Yun gritted his white teeth, and after a few breaths he said, "I'm not leaving, let's go take a look."
Xiaolian was silent and did not speak any more, but the two little girls stepped forward with tacit understanding and then embarked on this misty light path.
Deep in the clear light path, Su Qinian, who was walking at the front, had a faint smile on his lips.
In just ten breaths, Holy Lord Xiancao's eyes lit up, and the world in front of him became real again. Under the mountain-like full moon, there was a cold and dark lonely cliff, more than ten thousand feet high, like a sharp edge hidden in the sky. The divine sword inside was bathed in the cold mountain mist, and what was coming towards him was a faint and sharp aura.
"Tianjian Cliff!"
Holy Lord Xiancao couldn't help but take a deep breath. What kind of method is this? How far away is the War Emperor's Palace from the Northern Territory of the Wilderness? Even the supreme king would probably have to wait at least half an hour. Even if there is a top It takes a stick of incense for a formation master to build a star-level ancient road. Needless to say, as a saint, he can't reach it without more than a day's work. And how much time has passed now, ten When I was resting, I came to Tianjian Cliff in the far east of the northern border of the wilderness. (Please subscribe, thank you all for your subscriptions and tips! Please vote for September.)
