The Guanghan River surges mightily, filled with cold mist, and attracts the rays of light from the nine heavens, causing thousands of spiritual trees and strange flowers to grow on both sides of the river, just like a fairyland high in the sky is about to open.
"The thousands of falling rays of light contain the true meaning of the holy way. It is of great benefit to the cultivators who have come here for the first time. It can consolidate the foundation of their cultivation and even improve their understanding of the root and bones. However, it also contains corresponding tests. Those who walk through the tests will The further away you are, the more benefits you will get!”
Yang Changshan, a veteran foundation-building monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect, introduced Jiang Ming: "But I have already been baptized by the rays of light, so it is no longer of use to me, so I climbed the mountain first. Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be anxious. You can get the benefits from the baptism of the rays of light." , and then go to the Holy Dao Platform to compete for the final opportunity."
"This ray of light will only open for a few hours, fellow Taoists, don't miss it..."
After a few words of explanation, Yang Changshan sacrificed a white jade spiritual boat, which rose to a length of three feet in the wind. He set it up with a bamboo anchor and faced the Ruiyun with thousands of silk ribbons hanging down on the other side of the Guanghan River. The peak flies away.
"Goodbye, big brother, we are waiting for you on the mountain!" Zhu Anan waved his arms as hard as he could and said goodbye to Jiang Ming. He did not withdraw his arms until Jiang Ming was no longer visible.
"The strong wind in the void is biting and it's not good for your illness. Don't jump around..." Yang Changshan knocked Zhu An'an on the head.
Zhu Anan's eyes dimmed, and he summoned up the courage to ask in a low voice: "Master, what kind of disease do I have? Why can't I always be cured..."
"It can be cured!" Yang Changshan said resolutely. He looked up at the peak filled with light. His eyes were deep, and he urged the spirit boat to fly upward, but tried his best to avoid the falling light, not touching even the slightest trace of the light. The outermost mist silk ribbons are not willing to touch.
Zhu Anan looked at those magnificent and colorful rays of light and asked curiously: "Master, this is my first time here. Why can't I be baptized by the rays of light?"
"There are still many places that I can't go to..." Zhu An'an seemed to remember what happened before, feeling a little disappointed.
Yang Changshan ruffled her hair and said with an unintelligible smile: "When An An is cured, you can go anywhere. When the time comes, Master will take you to the world of immortality. You can go wherever you want..."
"Okay! Keep your word, pull the hook..." Zhu An'an looked excited and was about to jump up again, but Yang Changshan quickly pressed her back...
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Beside the Guanghan River, Jiang Ming stood on a flying sword. Looking at the magnificent scenery, he couldn't help but sigh at the sage's handiwork. It seemed that it was easy for them to move mountains and fill the sea.
"When I become a saint, I will build two beautiful rivers to play with..."
Jiang Ming thought about it for a while, then put these far-off things in his heart for the time being, and flew directly towards the falling rays of light on the other side of the Guanghan River.
He has also heard that the glow of the Holy Path when the Holy Path Platform is opened is an opportunity that every monk can encounter but cannot seek. It can cleanse the bones and temper the spiritual foundation, which will be of great benefit to the future practice path.
Buzz~
Beside him, a ray of rays of light fell down. From a distance, it seemed to be only as thick as a hair. When he got closer, it seemed like a long river pouring down. Jiang Ming could even faintly hear the sound of the saint chanting sutras among them.
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His heart moved slightly, and he took a step forward and stepped into the ray of light.
Wow~
Jiang Ming saw a lake in front of his eyes, and then he suddenly came to another strange place.
"This is……"
Jiang Ming looked in front of him with some astonishment. There was actually a barren low mountain, less than a hundred feet high, with ordinary weeds and shrubs growing everywhere, and bare gray and white stones. It looked like a small hill in the world.
The only special thing is that in front of Jiang Ming, there is a bluestone path. It is unknown who carved the mountain stone steps. They are already covered with moss and wind up to the top of the mountain.
"Is this a test?"
Jiang Ming chuckled lightly, and without any hesitation, he stepped onto the first step.
boom……
In an instant, the sound of Taoism boomed under Jiang Ming's feet, and his mind seemed to fall to the top of a mountain. He saw a young figure in front of him, practicing boxing on the top of a short mountain, dripping with sweat, and containing extremely powerful power.
Boom boom boom~
That young figure seemed to punch into Jiang Ming's heart, occupying all of his mind, as if he was at war with the young man in his mind.
"A very powerful young man..." Jiang Ming's eyes were surprised. This young man had no spiritual power and only used ordinary boxing techniques, but his understanding of martial arts seemed to be many times better than Jiang Ming's back then.
If it were a fight at the same level, without using forbidden techniques and trump cards, Jiang Ming believed that he would never be this young man's opponent.
Dang~
Suddenly, Jiang Ming seemed to hear a slight sound of fighting in his body, and felt that his whole body seemed to feel more relaxed.
"It's the remaining sword intent..." Jiang Ming sensed it briefly and instantly understood what happened.
The remaining sword intent left in the body by the Saint-level hundred and eight thousand swords in the burial ground had been nourished by mysterious seeds for many days, and some of it still remained. But now, under the punch of this unknown boy, it was as if As if being sharpened and smelted by fists, it completely integrated into his own body, turning into a part of himself, integrating with the blood and bone meridians, indistinguishable from each other.
In the spirit base, the mysterious seeds were still devouring the sword intent, and even under the young man's fist, the devouring speed was faster.
Jiang Ming waved his fingers unconsciously, and strands of sword light gathered at his fingertips, like a continuous drizzle, sometimes violent and fierce, sometimes gentle and continuous, amorphous and undetermined, as if it was an ever-changing landscape. Clouds...
Dang~
Dang~
Dang~
The young man was still performing his fists, and each punch carried an astonishing power, sharpening the sword intention in Jiang Ming's body, causing Jiang Ming's comprehension of the sword intention to increase rapidly.
But not everyone can bear this kind of benefit. It is the bombardment and tempering of the light of the soul. If it is a Qi-training monk, it may not be able to bear it, but for Jiang Ming, it is like a breeze blowing on his face, and he can easily bear this kind of treatment. The tempering of the soul.
Finally, the figure of the young man in front of Jiang Ming gradually disappeared into the lake, and finally dissipated. His footsteps still stayed on the first step of the short mountain.
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"Interesting!" Jiang Ming smiled and raised his feet without hesitation, stepping up to the second step.
boom……
The young man appeared again, with sharp eyebrows, a bit taller than before, and his aura seemed to be more vigorous. He used a completely different set of boxing techniques to continue to sharpen Jiang Ming's sword intent, and even Jiang Ming's muscles, bones, and meridians. , are slowly being tempered by the inexplicable fist intention, becoming more perfect.
Buzz~
Within the spirit base, the mysterious seeds trembled slightly, rippled with light, and released the mysterious Taoist rhyme, leading Jiang Ming into a deeper realm of enlightenment. The long and powerful sword intent merged into Jiang Ming's consciousness at an astonishing speed.
Jiang Ming's heart was instantly filled with countless true meanings of swordsmanship, as if he had become a master of swordsmanship who had been immersed in swordsmanship for countless years. At his fingertips, the power of the swirling sword light became stronger, containing an extremely terrifying momentum. .
"This kind of seed..." Even in the realm of enlightenment, Jiang Ming was extremely shocked and realized the power of this seed.
These sword intentions are all saint-level powers. If Jiang Ming alone comprehends them, even with the help of the unknown power here, it will take tens to hundreds of years to comprehend them.
But this seed, after devouring the remaining sword intentions, integrated them into Jiang Ming's body in an unimaginable way, allowing him to quickly comprehend these sword intentions.
Katcha~
Within the spirit base, the green seed quietly cracked open at this moment, and the green shoots were faintly visible, as if it would grow out at any time.
After a moment, the second young man's figure disappeared, and Jiang Ming climbed up to the third level.
This time, the young man was a little stronger, and his tempering of Jiang Ming's sword power became even more intense. He was convinced that it would be difficult for ordinary foundation-building monks to withstand this level.
The fourth floor, the fifth floor...
Jiang Ming climbed up one level at a time, reaching the twelfth level. Each level would undergo a baptism and tempering. His aura became more condensed, but also became more mellow and ethereal.
The most astonishing thing is naturally the sword intent in Jiang Ming, which is almost impossible to suppress. The whole person is like a fairy sword about to be unsheathed. The cloud-like sword force is constantly changing, and it seems that it is a volcano that is accumulating power.
boom……
The thirteenth level of stairs.
Wave~
In the spiritual base, a bud finally emerged from the mysterious seed and swayed out.
On the steps of the short mountain, Jiang Ming felt his body suddenly light up, and the remaining sword intent in his body had been completely refined.
He took a deep breath, the sharp light in his eyes overflowed, and the sword energy lingered between his fingers. The vegetation on both sides of the steps was cut with sharp cuts by the invisible sword energy.
"I have a sword... to kill all enemies in the world!"
In Jiang Ming's heart, an unparalleled sense of sharpness arose inexplicably, and he slashed out with his fingers together. All the sword power accumulated in his body poured out at this moment, like a dragon coming out of the gate and falling from the sky into the Milky Way. It was extremely terrifying. The energy suddenly shot up into the sky.
boom……
The clouds in the sky shattered, and among the countless colorful smoke clouds, only a dazzling sword light rushed into the sky and lingered for a long time.
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boom……
On top of an extremely towering giant peak, many geniuses from various wealthy cultivating families were gathered here to talk and compete. At this moment, their faces all changed and they looked towards the side of the giant peak in shock.
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Not far from the giant peak, in the endless sea of clouds, there was a dazzling sword light, sharp and sharp, like a king breaking through the sky, overlooking everyone...
